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The night of bloody battle has come to a complete end.

The violent aftershocks of spiritual energy gradually dissipated, and the trembling world slowly returned to calm.

Only a crimson blood moon still hung high in the night sky, coldly overlooking the ravaged, blood-red earth below.

Chen Yuan raised his head and looked at the figure in white robes standing in the void, his eyes filled with excitement and emotion, and called out in a deep voice, "Grandpa."

"Clean the entire area, leaving no survivors. Nothing that happens tonight must be revealed."

Chen Qingcang's voice was deep and authoritative, and he darted out, quickly searching within a range of dozens of miles to eliminate any witnesses and those who slipped through the net.

Chen Yuan immediately set off, flying through the air to survey the battlefield and carefully clear away any traces of it.

A moment later, the old man and the young man met in mid-air, looked at each other, and nodded slightly.

The entire city of Blackwater was utterly destroyed.

The vast majority of living beings in the city died from Song Tianwen's killings or from the terrifying aftershocks of their peak battle, all turning to dust and none surviving.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and summoned a human skin umbrella. Evil light enveloped the entire ruins, deliberately disguising the battlefield as a scene of rampant evil spirits and disasters.

In addition, the eerie arrival of the dark night erases all traces of fighting and spiritual energy fluctuations, leaving the authorities with no way to investigate and no clues to be found.

"Let's go."

Chen Qingcang spoke calmly, then took Chen Yuan into the air and departed on the moon.

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Under the long night sky, a Dharma boat sped along with the wind, cutting through the blood-red night sky.

On the deck, the evening wind howled, and the blood moon hung high in the sky.

Chen Yuan and Chen Qingcang sat facing each other, each holding a jug of strong liquor, drinking merrily under the moon in a tranquil atmosphere.

After a few breaths, the smile in Chen Yuan's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a deep sadness and bitterness. The doubts that had been building up in his heart for so long finally escaped his lips and were spoken:

"Old Master, your cultivation is so profound, why didn't you intervene when my Chen family members were in danger during the Tianqing County Aristocratic Family Competition? And when my second uncle was murdered..."

Before he could finish speaking, his throat was already filled with a sour taste.

He still couldn't understand whether Chen Qingcang could have prevented all the tragedies if he had acted sooner.

How to keep the people around you?

Chen Qingcang tilted his head back and drank the strong liquor in one gulp. The liquor went down his throat, but he couldn't hide the loneliness and bitterness in his eyes. He sighed softly, "A Yuan, I am a human, not a god."

Even with extraordinary cultivation, it's impossible to foresee all the impermanence of life or anticipate every crisis.

His gaze was distant, filled with melancholy: "Back then, during the aristocratic family competition, I never expected that Gou Zongdao would be so audacious as to send you to the Evil Blood Demon Cave."

But I have already prepared a backup plan. If you and Aning truly perish, I will slaughter everyone involved and make them all perish with you.

Speaking of this, his tone became even more somber: "As for your second uncle, I deduced that he was facing a fatal crisis, and I rushed to his aid with all my might, but in the end... it was still too late."

"It's still too late..."

He murmured softly, filled with helplessness and regret.

Chen Yuan's heart tightened suddenly, filled with bitterness and resentment, and he had no way to refute it.

"No matter how high one's cultivation level is, one is still just a human being, unable to escape the imperfections of the world, and unable to escape the cycle of birth and death."

Chen Qingcang raised his eyes and looked at Chen Yuan. He said earnestly, "You must remember that there is never a perfect path to cultivation. Only when you are strong enough can you protect yourself and your family."

Chen Yuan nodded silently, engraving these words deep in his heart.

After a long while, Chen Qingcang raised his hand, and a warm, smooth storage ring floated out and was handed to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan's gaze sharpened, and he immediately recognized it as the storage ring he had just taken from Song Tianwen.

"Open it and take a look."

Chen Qingcang said calmly, "There are two Song family ancestral cultivation techniques hidden inside. Although they are incomplete and not perfect, they are extremely suitable for your cultivation path."

Chen Yuan accepted the storage ring without further hesitation.

The internal restrictions had already been completely broken by Chen Qingcang. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, two ancient and heavy scrolls immediately came into view.

One volume is titled "The Great Nirvana Creation Sutra", and the other is titled "The Sutra of the Union of All Bodies with the Dao".

Chen Yuan studied the text intently, his mind reeling with each reading. His breathing quickened, and his eyes were filled with shock and ecstasy.

Seeing his moved expression, Chen Qingcang slowly began to explain: "This 'Great Nirvana Creation Scripture' is the ultimate cultivation method for creating life force, mainly focusing on physical restoration and Nirvana rebirth."

If one can collect all the remaining fragments and cultivate to perfection, even if the physical body is shattered into pieces, one can use the life force of heaven and earth to reshape the body, becoming immortal.

"It can devour the life force of all things, including plants, birds, and beasts; all life force can be transformed into its own."

Chen Yuan muttered to himself, his heart pounding wildly.

"That's right."

Chen Qingcang nodded solemnly, "But the biggest drawback of this technique is that the life force it devours is mixed and carries its own malevolent energy. Ordinary people who cultivate it will inevitably suffer from qi deviation and physical decay."

But your physique, a strange combination of the human path, the demonic path, and the evil path, perfectly ignores all impurities and malevolent energy, making it a divine cultivation technique tailor-made for you.

Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was overjoyed.

"As for the 'Scripture of the Unity of Myriad Bones,' it is an unparalleled secret technique for refining the body and bones."

Chen Qingcang's gaze fell on the second scroll, his tone becoming increasingly solemn, "It can devour and refine the spiritual bones of all things, integrate them into its own skeleton, constantly temper and transform, and finally unite all bones to forge an unparalleled battle bone. I have no way of knowing how powerful its final realm is."

He looked up at Chen Yuan and suddenly asked, "You've already mastered the Demon God Devouring Heaven Technique and the Evil God Devouring Heaven Technique, haven't you?"

Chen Yuan nodded solemnly.

"That's good."

A hint of anticipation flashed in Chen Qingcang's eyes, "This scripture, combined with your Devouring Heaven Technique, allows for dual cultivation of bones and body, and the absorption of endless power. Your combat strength will surely increase several times over, and your future will be limitless."

Even if this kind of cultivation would cause Chen Yuan to completely deviate from the path of humanity and become neither human nor ghost, so what?

In chaotic times, the strong reign supreme.

As long as Chen Yuan can survive and reach the pinnacle, the righteous path, the evil path, and even the demonic path are all meaningless.

"When you go to the Western Frontier Prefecture, these two techniques will be your greatest reliance."

Chen Qingcang's expression was solemn as he earnestly instructed, "The Western Frontier is fraught with hidden dangers and hidden talents. With these two secret techniques by your side..."

Even if someone wants to refine you and use you as a talent, they need to consider their own abilities. You must quickly comprehend the complete teachings and solidify your foundation.

Chen Yuan's heart skipped a beat, keenly catching the key point in the words. He raised his eyes and asked, "Grandpa, you said someone wants to refine me? What exactly is going on? Have you found out something?"

Chen Qingcang's smile vanished, his expression suddenly turning solemn as he revealed a shocking secret: "Yang Zhen, the Lord of Wangdong Prefecture, has already secretly betrayed you, sending a message to the Western Frontier Prefecture that he intends to offer you as an ingredient for the peerless elixir of immortality to that important figure in the Western Frontier."

Chen Yuan's pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with astonishment, and a chill ran through his heart.

He was determined to make a name for himself in the Western Frontier Prefecture, all for the sake of perfecting the Devouring Heaven Technique.

Little did he know that he had already been secretly priced and regarded as a talent for making elixirs!

Before they even set out, they had already fallen into someone else's trap!

"Who is it?"

Chen Yuan's voice suddenly turned icy, concealing a murderous intent.

"King of the Heavenly Frontier"

Chen Qingcang spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone solemn, "This person is a top-tier expert at the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion realm. He is currently attempting to break through to the Dao Platform True Monarch realm and urgently needs a Purple Mansion cultivator with exceptional talent and a special physique to refine into a top-tier human pill to help him break through his limitations."

"He will deliberately show you favor, grant you the Purple Mansion Permit, and help you stabilize your cultivation realm. When your cultivation is at its peak and your foundation is perfected, that will be the day he refines you and concocts elixirs!"

boom!

Chen Yuan's mind exploded, he gasped, and a chill ran through his body.

A powerful expert at the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion realm was deliberately hunting him down and refining him!

This desperate situation is far more terrifying than all the dangers he has ever faced combined!

"I'm not going to the Western Frontier Prefecture!"

Chen Yuan decisively waved his hand, his heart filled with horror. "This is a complete dead end!"

Chen Qingcang sighed helplessly: "You have no choice but to go. The transfer order has been issued, and the King of Tianjiang has already targeted you."

If you disobey orders and flee, his protector will personally take action, and the entire Chen family will be wiped out, with no one able to stop them.

Chen Yuan's gaze sharpened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Grandpa, what realm are you in? You said you weren't in the Purple Mansion Realm..."

At this point, Chen Yuan's pupils constricted sharply. "Holy crap, old man, are you at the Dao Platform realm?"

Chen Yuan's eyes widened slowly, his face filled with astonishment.

That sixth brother!

Is it hidden that well?