Pure Yang!

Chapter 468 Is he a top-tier expert? The Primordial Divine Seal (5k-word chapter)

Silence reigned before the Water Mansion.

The Xu brothers, Xu Yinhe and Xu Yindeng, stared blankly at Zhang Fan walking towards them from a distance, their wide eyes filled with deep astonishment.

Zhao Jiexuan!?

This disciple of Xu Changshou, the man who easily defeated Xu Yinhe two days ago, actually appeared here, in front of the Xu family's treasured Water Mansion!?
This was something that the Xu brothers, Yinhe and Yindeng, never expected.

"How could he be here?" Xu Yinhe was shocked, and his expression became unnatural.

Two days ago, his father, Xu Mingcheng, solemnly warned him that Xu Changshou's disciple was far more powerful than he had imagined, probably already at the eighth level of the Great Master realm, or even the ninth level of the Great Soldier realm.

In comparison, his initial stage of becoming a Great Master is somewhat insignificant.

"Do you know?"

Seeing her younger brother's reaction, Xu Jiuzhi couldn't help but say something.

"I met Brother Zhao when I was in Xiling Mountain," Xu Jiuliu grinned, seemingly having forgotten the blood all over his face.

This appearance is rather eerie.

"How's it going? Have you practiced the method I taught you?" Zhang Fan asked casually.

"I've refined it, and it has some effect, but not a significant one," Xu Jiuliu said in a low voice.

His cultivation level didn't improve at all, but the method Zhang Fan taught him was more effective than the Taoist techniques passed down by the Xu family.

"You've only been practicing for a few days? Cultivation can't be achieved overnight," Zhang Fan shook his head.

It took him more than a year to cultivate from an ordinary person to his current level of mastery, with his inner core at the second stage.

It is evident that the path of cultivation is never something that can be achieved overnight or in an instant.

Even Xu Jinian, who was known as the patriarch of the Lingbao Sect's revival, had to cultivate slowly and step by step, as his fate was tied to the sect.

"I never imagined you two would have such a connection." Xu Jiuzhi looked at Xu Jiuliu, a gentle look appearing in her eyes.

This good-for-nothing younger brother has finally done something reliable.

Because of this connection, the relationship between the man in front of them and their third wife became even deeper.

"Gentlemen, we meet again."

At that moment, Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow and finally looked at the Xu brothers, who seemed quite uncomfortable.

"You know each other too!?"

Xu Jiuzhi was taken aback again and couldn't help but look at Xu Yinhe and Xu Yindeng.

“Nine Branches, don’t you know? This fellow Daoist is a disciple of Uncle Longevity.” Xu Yinhe looked at Zhang Fan with apprehension and said in a deep voice.

Xu Jiuzhi's heart skipped a beat.

Recently, she also heard that a clan uncle who had been away from home for many years had returned, and that he was a powerful expert at the Zhai Shou realm, but he was from the second branch of the family.

Xu Jiuzhi never expected that the man she treated as an honored guest was actually Xu Changshou's disciple.

Wouldn't that make her a second wife?

Thinking of this, a shadow fell over Xu Jiuzhi's heart, and she even felt a little sorry for the three days that had been deducted.

"Who touched you just now?"

Just then, Zhang Fan's voice rang out.

He was unaware of Xu Jiuzhi's thoughts, but his attention was focused on Xu Jiuliu.

In terms of personal relationships, Xu Jiuliu and he had a deep connection, having formed a bond back in Xiling Mountain.

In terms of their relationship, this young man could be considered his distant cousin.

Xu Jiuliu didn't speak, but glared fiercely at Xu Yindeng.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan slightly raised his eyelids, and his indifferent gaze fell on Xu Yindeng. The latter's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously took a step back.

hum...

Almost at the same moment, Xu Yindeng's right arm twisted violently, as if an invisible and intangible force was raging and tearing it apart...

"what……"

Xu Yindeng let out a painful scream. In the blink of an eye, his right arm was a bloody mess, and the sound of bones shattering could be heard incessantly.

"Zhao Jiexuan!?"

Xu Yinhe's expression changed drastically. He rushed forward to support Xu Yindeng, his trembling gaze fixed on Zhang Fan, a hint of anger and surprise in the depths of his eyes.

Zhang Fan stood there the whole time, without making the slightest move.

However, Xu Yinhe had no doubt that the man had indeed made a move.

This scene caused Xu Jiuzhi to reveal a strange expression.

“Brother Yinhe, your younger brother is too arrogant and unscrupulous, even towards his own clansmen. He will inevitably lose his life in the future. I’m giving him a small punishment as a warning, which can also be considered saving his life.”

"You don't need to thank me," Zhang Fan said softly.

"I thank you!?"

Xu Yinhe was stunned for a moment, then clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with anger, but he dared not make a move.

"Zhao Jiexuan!"

Xu Yindeng's face was deathly pale, and large beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.

"Young man, you don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is."

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out, echoing in everyone's ears like a thunderclap.

Zhang Fan looked up and saw a middle-aged man walking towards him from a distance. He looked to be in his forties, tall and thin, with a head of black hair interspersed with a few strands of white hair.

"Uncle!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Xu Yinhe couldn't help but exclaim.

"Uncle Mingjing!"

"Uncle Mingjing!"

Xu Jiuzhi and Xu Jiuliu changed color upon seeing the newcomer, but dared not be negligent and stepped forward to pay their respects.

Xu Mingjing is the youngest of the second generation disciples of the second branch, but also the one with the greatest potential.

He is only forty-seven years old this year, but he had already refined his inner elixir and entered the Zhai Shou realm two years ago.

At such a young age, he has already achieved great success in his life cultivation; his talent is terrifyingly high.

Xu Mingjing, with a cold expression and without saying a word, walked up to Xu Yindeng, lowered his gaze, and began to examine his injuries.

“Young man, ruthless.” Xu Mingjing said coldly.

As he spoke, he took out a crystal bottle from his pocket, which contained a scarlet liquid that he gently swirled around; it was as viscous as blood.

"Blood from a clam pearl!" Xu Jiuzhi's eyes lit up.

In the great rivers and lakes, there are some ancient clams that are over a hundred years old. They sink to the bottom of the rivers and lakes, using the corpses of drowning people as nourishment and also receiving the dragon energy of the water veins. Over time, a red pearl will form in the clam.

It is said that if an ordinary person holds this red pearl, they can breathe and walk even in water, and even large fish in rivers will be driven away upon seeing it.

However, once these red pearls leave the waters of rivers, they turn into a liquid that resembles fresh blood.

This is a rare and precious medicine, said to be able to revive the dead and restore life to the bones.

Xu Jiuzhi knew that the Water Palace was like a funnel, which would draw in the treasures from the lower reaches of the Nine Rivers and spit them out every once in a while.

This bottle of "Clam Blood" was obtained by Xu Mingjing in the Water Palace.

hum...

As soon as Xu Mingjing opened the crystal bottle, a pungent, fishy stench wafted out.

Immediately afterwards, the scarlet liquid inside the bottle boiled, turning into wisps of crimson mist that surged out and disappeared into Xu Yindeng's twisted arm.

"Ah ah ah..."

Xu Yindeng let out a shrill scream. His body seemed to become scalding hot, and the thick, black blood evaporated into mist and dissipated. Then, his twisted arm began to recover and fill out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the broken bones healed rapidly.

"What a baby."

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

These are truly rare and precious natural treasures, rare gems from mountains and seas.

At this moment, Xu Jiuzhi couldn't help but feel envious.

The treasures that the Water Palace spews forth have no discernible pattern; whoever encounters them is blessed with immense fortune.

In short, she had never met him.

In fact, the number of people in the Xu family who actually possessed treasures in the Water Mansion could be counted on two hands.

call……

In a short while, Xu Yindeng's arm had completely recovered, and was even whiter and smoother. However, it still hung down as if he had no strength.

"You'll need to rest for three months after you go back, otherwise it will be difficult to recover to your previous state," Xu Mingjing said calmly.

As he spoke, he put the crystal bottle back on and tucked it into his pocket.

"Thank you, Uncle."

Xu Yindeng let out a long breath, and his pale face finally regained some color. He subconsciously glanced at Zhang Fan.

At this moment, Xu Mingjing raised an eyebrow, and his sharp gaze finally fell on Zhang Fan.

"Young man, you are ignorant and arrogant. Do you think that just because you are Xu Changshou's disciple, you can act recklessly in my Xu family?" Xu Mingjing said coldly.

"Uncle Mingjing..." Xu Jiuliu quickly stepped in front of Zhang Fan upon seeing this.

"Shut up. You have no right to interrupt me when I'm speaking. Even if your dad came, he wouldn't dare to interrupt me."

The cold voice echoed in Xu Jiuzhi and Xu Jiuliu's ears, and the aura of the head of the sect made them feel breathless.

Upon seeing this, Xu Yindeng's suppressed emotions seemed to ease considerably.

"I think you've misunderstood."

Just then, Zhang Fan raised his hand and walked straight to Xu Jiuzhi and Xu Jiuliu, as if strolling in a garden, ignoring their powerful aura.

“I’m not Xu Changshou’s disciple, but I’d say we’re friends,” Zhang Fan said softly.

Upon hearing this, everyone was moved. Especially the Xu brothers, Yinhe and Yindeng, who had always believed that Zhao Jiexuan was Xu Changshou's disciple.

But now...

Not a disciple, but a friend?

Who is Xu Changshou? He is a powerful expert at the Zhaishou level. Regardless of their age difference, who would be qualified to call themselves a friend of a Zhaishou expert?

This is a huge deal.

At this moment, Xu Mingjing looked at Zhang Fan with a hint of doubt.

"Besides, I know better than you how high the sky is and how thick the earth is."

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura surged forth from Zhang Fan's body.

He stood there, but his figure seemed to become blurred, mysterious and ethereal, impossible to capture or perceive.

In a daze, a ball of light seemed to rise within his body, as bright as the sun, round and radiant, like jade liquid solidified, like the elixir of immortality.

"This...this is..."

At that moment, Xu Mingjing's pupils suddenly contracted, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

This weather, this feeling—he was all too familiar with it.

"The first stage of fasting, the life force cultivation has been perfected!?"

"You...you've refined your inner core!?"

Xu Mingjing stared intently at Zhang Fan, his eyes seemingly about to pop out.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Xu brothers, Xu Yinhe and Xu Yindeng, seemed to be bewitched, and their gazes toward Zhang Fan changed drastically.

"He...he's a powerful expert at the head of the sect!?"

They had always thought that the man in front of them was at most at the ninth level of the Great Master realm, which was already unprecedented.

but……

The realm of fasting?

What is that concept?
A vegetarian master at such an age? That's simply unbelievable.

Xu Jiuliu opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a moment.

Xu Jiuzhi was slightly better off, after all, she had seen Zhang Fan fight Hu Sanniang and already had a guess in her heart, but when she actually saw the aura of the inner core, she was still filled with mixed feelings.

call……

In the blink of an eye, all the strange phenomena vanished.

Zhang Fan stood there, still calm and composed.

However, in the blink of an eye, everyone's thoughts and ideas changed.

"Good, good, very good." Xu Mingjing said "good" three times in a row.

"With your cultivation level, fellow Daoist, you are indeed qualified to teach these juniors a lesson."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yindeng pursed his lips, a bitter smile playing on his lips.

Xu Mingjing had already addressed them as fellow Daoists, directly classifying them as juniors, so what else could he say?
Thinking of this, Xu Yindeng subconsciously looked at his elder brother.

Xu Yinhe's lips were filled with bitterness, and he could only shake his head helplessly.

If the other party was only at the Great Master realm, he could still harbor a sliver of delusion. But at the Head of the Fast realm? A Head of the Fast realm at this age is not even in the same dimension.

At this moment, he finally understood why the other party claimed to be Xu Changshou's friend.

"I didn't expect Brother Changshou to bring such a distinguished guest," Xu Mingjing said meaningfully.

"Jiuzhi, please treat them well and don't neglect them."

Xu Mingjing's attitude underwent a complete 180-degree turn. He gave Zhang Fan a deep look, then turned and left.

Xu Yinhe and Xu Yindeng exchanged a glance and then fell silent. They walked quietly to the side, chose two cushions in the corner, and sat down.

At this moment, besides focusing on their cultivation, they dared not have any other thoughts.

"Brother Zhao, you're actually a master of the Zhai Shou realm... Even my old man couldn't achieve that." Xu Jiuliu's eyes were filled with reverence as he looked at Zhang Fan, practically shining with admiration.

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "If you work hard, you'll be able to do it one day."

"Me?" Xu Jiuliu laughed, a hint of self-mockery in his smile, clearly indicating that he didn't even believe his own words of comfort.

"You idiot."

Zhang Fan patted Xu Jiuliu on the shoulder but didn't say much. This young man was unaware of the immense potential hidden within him.

“The second branch of the family probably doesn’t know your background. I guess Mingjing said they’ve already reported it to them,” Xu Jiuzhi couldn’t help but say.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Fan shook his head and whispered, "Although Zhang Wuming has always been in charge of the Wuwei Sect on the surface, and Zhao Jiexuan's name is not well-known in Xijiang, all the prominent Taoist sects in Xijiang should know him."

Even if he doesn't show off, the Xu family should know the truth if they make a few inquiries.

Of course, they wouldn't know that Zhao Jiexuan was Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan was Zhao Jiexuan.

"This is the Water Palace?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan turned around and looked at the octagonal building in front of him, facing eight different directions.

"Why isn't there a door?!"

Zhang Fan glanced at it and discovered that the octagonal building had no doors or windows, as if it were a sealed-off attic, making it impossible to enter or leave.

“It is said that since this water palace was built, no one except my little aunt has ever entered it,” Xu Jiuzhi said solemnly.

With no doors or gates, no one else could enter or leave.

"That's really strange."

Zhang Fan seemed to be deep in thought. He looked up and saw that in the very center of the octagonal building, there was actually a seal hanging there. Rather than hanging there, it was more like it was embedded in the building.

The seal was ancient and small, engraved with dragon and tiger seal script, the strokes flowing like dragons and snakes, as if it were not human writing, and its faint luster exuded an aura that made Zhang Fan's heart tremble.

At this moment, even the [Black Gold Ancient Seal] in his arms couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"What kind of magic seal is that?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"You have a keen eye; you recognized its power at a glance," Xu Jiuzhi said respectfully, looking at the magic seal.

"That's the Dharma Seal of Longhu Mountain!"

"The Primordial Divine Seal!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan was deeply moved.

The Dharma Seals of Longhu Mountain consist of thirty-six large seals and seventy-two small seals.

He had once heard Fang Changle say that Maoshan also collected Longhushan Dharma Seals, the most precious of which was the [Zixiao Imperial Edict Jade Seal], which ranked eleventh in the [Longhushan Dharma Seal Gold Book].

The Hunyuan Imperial Edict Seal ranks ninth in the [Longhushan Dharma Seal Golden Book], and in terms of power and value, it surpasses the former.

Treasures of this caliber are unparalleled in the world, especially if they are not made by a pure Yang master.

"Too strange."

At this moment, Zhang Fan frowned, revealing a deep look of doubt.

This water palace draws upon the energy of the entire Tianjin dragon vein and seizes the creation of heaven and earth. It also uses the ninth-ranked Dharma Seal of Longhu Mountain to suppress the Dharma Eye. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be such a grand undertaking just for Xu Wenjun to return to her parents' home for a visit.

This gesture is far more extravagant than the current practice of giving the bride's name for everything, including the house, car, and dowry. It's like giving the Xu family an incredible stroke of luck.

"That shouldn't be the case," Zhang Fan said thoughtfully.

Based on what he had heard about Zhang Tiansheng, his grandfather shouldn't be such a spendthrift.

Zhang Fan looked at the octagonal building in front of him, his expression becoming somewhat dazed.

Suddenly, he saw the seal patterns on the [Primordial Divine Edict Seal] glow. This light descended from the sky and landed on his brow. As soon as the Heavenly Gate opened, it entered his primordial spirit.

hum...

Zhang Fan's brow twitched slightly, and his eyes suddenly widened. Looking again, he saw that a door had appeared on the front of the octagonal building.

"Um!?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then, subconsciously, he walked over.

"What are you doing?"

Just then, Xu Jiuzhi was startled by Zhang Fan's sudden action. In her view, the Water Mansion Corner Tower remained as usual, seemingly sealed off.

She couldn't see the door.

call……

Zhang Fan seemed not to hear. He walked towards the door, took a step, and went inside.

"Hold the grass!"

In an instant, Xu Jiuliu let out a scream, his eyes wide open.

Zhang Fan vanished right before their eyes, disappearing right in front of the corner tower of the Water Mansion...

No, it wasn't disappearance, but rather...

"He...he went in!?"

Just then, in the corner, the Xu brothers, Yinhe and Yindeng, suddenly stood up, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

An outsider actually entered the corner tower of the Water Mansion. This is far more frightening and shocking than any so-called "Master of the Abode" realm.

"How...how could this be..." Xu Jiuzhi was also stunned on the spot.

This sudden turn of events was something she hadn't anticipated.

"Quickly...quickly...quickly report to the clan..."

"Uncle... Uncle... Uncle... Something terrible has happened..."

Xu Yinhe's voice trembled.

At this moment, Xu Mingjing appeared out of nowhere, standing in front of a corner of the Water Mansion, staring intently with an extremely solemn expression.

(End of this chapter)