Pure Yang!

Chapter 477 Xu Jinzhao and Ye Jinzhao! The Wonderful Uses of the Sacred Seed

Cicadas chirp and birds sing, leaves fall and flowers bloom.

In front of the ancestral hall of Master Xu, the last leaf on the empty tree slowly withered.

Zhang Fan slowly opened his eyes, everything that had just happened seemed like a dream.

Xu Jiuliu lay in front of him, holding the Xu Zu sword in his arms.

At this moment, the sword has returned to its original state, covered in rust, with some missing edges, and crooked, looking just like a piece of scrap metal.

As for the Pure Yang Sword, it had also vanished without a trace. Looking around, all that could be seen was a vast expanse of sky with drifting white clouds.

"The Corpse-Slaying Sword..."

Zhang Fan was somewhat dazed. His hand subconsciously reached into his pocket and touched the black iron piece, which was only half the size of his palm. A warm, smooth sensation came from it, giving him a feeling of being connected by blood.

He never dreamed that the black iron piece he had been playing with for so long was actually a fragment of the legendary "Corpse-Slaying Sword," and that the clue he had been searching for was right in his hand.

"The sword...where is the sword?"

Just then, a soft exclamation rang out.

Everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, looking around blankly, their eyes seemingly searching for something.

"The Pure Yang Sword... the Pure Yang Sword is gone..."

Was that just... a dream?

"You...look..."

Just as everyone was in a daze, a scream rang out. The Fengjian Tower not far away had already been reduced to ruins, and a huge crater had appeared in the area. The surrounding terrain had no longer resembled its original state.

"The Xu family... has changed."

Xu Chengtian looked at Xu Jiuliu, who was still holding Xu Zujian and had not yet woken up, and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Even if he was unwilling to admit it, the patriarch of the second branch of the Xu family had no choice but to face reality.

At this moment, the fate of the Xu family has changed.

Even if the first wife and the second wife join forces, nothing can be changed.

With only three branches, they already have two great celestial masters. Not to mention, Xu Xuanguan is no ordinary celestial master. He alone could probably subdue him and Xu Jinzhao.

Most importantly, Xu Zujian recognized Xu Jiuliu.

The third son has great potential. Perhaps one day, he will be able to truly carry on the Xu Zu sword and recreate the glory of Xu Zu in his prime.

This would mean that they would have grasped the future and lifeline of the Xu family.

For the sake of the greater good and the clan, all personal feelings, grudges, and interests must be set aside.

Whoever it is, even if it's Xu Chengtian, or...

"Brother, let it go."

Xu Chengtian looked at Xu Jinzhao with a complicated expression, and finally offered some words of advice.

The Xu family cannot, and absolutely will not, follow the old path of the Zhang family of Longhu; all internal strife only depletes their own strength.

This is absolutely unacceptable. When faced with the bigger picture, everyone must compromise, including the clan leader, Xu Jinzhao.

"What can we do if we don't count?" Xu Jinzhao sighed.

His gaze lingered, but it was directed at Xu Jiuliu, who was still unconscious.

At this moment, the head of the Xu family was not paying attention to Xu Xuanxiao, nor to Xu Xuanguan, but to this once insignificant junior.

“Pure Yang… How many seekers of immortality throughout history have actually attained Pure Yang? Our path has come to an end. The lineage of Ancestor Xu must be passed down. Perhaps this is also the path to longevity and immortality,” Xu Jinzhao murmured softly.

At that moment, he seemed to have aged decades; the ruthlessness of time was finally showing on this Taoist master.

"The torch is passed down from generation to generation, and if the lineage of the patriarch can be expanded, perhaps it will be in his hands."

With a sigh, Xu Jinzhao slowly withdrew his gaze from Xu Jiuliu.

"Anyone who spreads even a single word about what happened today will be disowned by the Xu family, expelled from the clan, and have their primordial spirit destroyed."

Suddenly, Xu Jinzhao's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of authority.

Everyone felt a tremor in their hearts, but dared not disobey, and hurriedly said respectfully, "We will obey the clan leader's decree."

"Furthermore, from today onwards, I am no longer the head of the Xu family."

As soon as he finished speaking, an uproar erupted, and everyone's expression changed.

Xu Changshou, especially, who was standing in the crowd, was completely dumbfounded. He had just come back to acknowledge his ancestors and return to his clan, how did it turn out like this?

"how?"

Xu Jinzhao turned around and looked at Xu Xuanguan.

As the strongest and victor here, he has the right to decide whether to end it.

"The Xu family is now in your hands..."

"If I had been willing, I wouldn't have left the Xu family back then."

Xu Xuanguan shook his head. At his level, achievements, fame, fortune, clan, and even the lineage of his ancestor Xu were no longer in his eyes.

"You do it."

As he spoke, Xu Xuanguan looked at Xu Xuanxiao, who opened his mouth with a complicated expression.

The two brothers hadn't seen each other for sixty years. Now that Xu Xuanguan had returned, he still refused to call him "elder brother."

Xu Xuanxiao sighed inwardly, but said nothing more.

He also knew that Xu Xuanguan had indeed suffered a lot when he was young.

Born into the Chunyang Xu family, Xu Xuanguan's personality in his childhood was too unconventional, and he was also eccentric and aloof. There were very few people in the clan who were willing to be close to him.

As the elder brother, Xu Xuanxiao was naturally extremely strict with him, perhaps too harsh, which led to the rift between them.

In fact, with a personality like Xu Xuanguan's, it would be difficult for ordinary people to truly understand him, except perhaps for the monsters of the Coffin Carrying Ceremony.

After all, those monsters weren't normal people either.

Birds of a feather flock together.

The Xu family is not a good fit for him.

"So be it."

Xu Xuanguan said casually, then looked at Xu Jinzhao and said, "Let's talk, I have something to ask you."

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but show strange expressions.

Putting aside the Xu family's affairs, Xu Xuanguan and Xu Jinzhao had no relationship whatsoever, and didn't even have much interaction.

Someone like him doesn't have many friends in the Xu family.

"Okay." Xu Jinzhao nodded. "Come with me."

As he spoke, he turned and left.

"Brother Guan..."

Just then, a soft exclamation came from the side.

Xu Jinshi suddenly appeared, his narrowed eyes revealing a tacit understanding, staring straight at Xu Xuanguan.

Xu Xuanguan glanced at it and a rare smile appeared on his face. He didn't have many friends in the Xu family, but Xu Jinshi was one of them. Back then, Xu Jinshi was practically his little fanboy, following him around and digging up a lot of graves, even almost digging up the ancestral graves.

The only difference is that Xu Jinshi can be as unconventional as him, but he can also be as well-behaved as a normal person.

Xu Xuanguan did not stop walking. He just smiled but did not respond, as if this smile was an explanation to his old friends, to the past, and to what had happened before.

"senior……"

In the distance, Zhang Fan watched Xu Xuanguan's departing figure and called out to him, but the latter seemed not to hear him and followed Xu Jinzhao into the Ancestral Hall.

……

The ancestral hall was spacious and secluded. A beam of light fell from the dome, and the smoke of incense illuminated the memorial tablets on the altar. At the very top was the tablet of Xu Zu, the True Lord Xu.

“You’ve been away from home for sixty years, haven’t you? Here, light some incense.” Xu Jinchao picked up an incense stick from the table.

Xu Xuanguan looked at the numerous memorial tablets, his gaze falling on the one at the very top, before shaking his head.

"no need."

“You’re still the same as ever.” Xu Jinchao shook his head and then put down the incense in his hand.

"Speak, what do you want to talk about?"

"Old Ye is dead," Xu Xuanguan suddenly said.

The sudden, brief words caused Xu Jinzhao's expression to change drastically.

“You should know something about what’s going on with us,” Xu Xuanguan said to himself without waiting for a response.

“When we formed the Coffin Carrying Association, Zhang Tiansheng was the second oldest, and I was the sixth oldest…”

"Ye Jinzhao is the fourth oldest!"

As he spoke, Xu Xuanguan looked up and gave Xu Jinzhao a deep look, then added, "Ye Laosi is a very strange person..."

"Do you know what his fellow disciples called him when he was cultivating Taoism in Zhongnan Mountain?"

"Crazy Ye".

"Some people say he was bitten by a dog. When he was twelve, he had a fight with his fellow students and ran away into the mountains. He wasn't found for more than half a year..."

"The cave was full of wild animal skeletons. After he came back, he never spoke again," Xu Xuanguan said calmly.

"He didn't used to have this name. He did have a Taoist name, but nobody remembers it anymore. Everyone called him Madman Ye, until one day..."

"For some, going up Zhongnan Mountain became a turning point in their lives."

At this point, Xu Xuanguan's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Xu Jinzhao.

The former patriarch of the Xu family remained silent, a complex expression appearing on his aged face. After a long while, he finally sighed.

"He is a very talented person, and also a natural-born cultivator."

"I know."

“You should know that when I was young, I went to Zhongnan Mountain to cultivate for two years with the elders of my clan… By the way, you were supposed to go that time.” A look of reminiscence welled up in Xu Jinzhao’s eyes.

"Unfortunately, you recklessly altered the ancestral master's teachings and even allowed your own clansmen to practice them, using them as your guinea pigs. As a result, you were confined for two years," Xu Jinzhao chuckled.

When this past event was mentioned, Xu Xuanguan remained expressionless.

“When I first saw him, I also thought he was a madman. He had disheveled hair and smelled terrible. The people of Zhongnan Mountain said he never bathed or spoke to anyone,” Xu Jinzhao sighed.

"Then one day, I discovered that he had stolen and eaten the chestnut cakes I had brought from home. When I found out, he ran away."

"So I placed the chestnut cakes on the steps of the Sanqing Hall in Zhongnan Mountain. Every time I went to check, the box was empty. Later, when the chestnut cakes ran out, I asked my family to send some more. It took a full six months for him to finally get closer..."

"Do you know what the first thing he said to me was?" Xu Jinchao suddenly asked.

"what?"

“He said that I was practicing incorrectly.” Xu Jinzhao sighed. “At that time, I was practicing the Dragon-Slaying Technique for a full six months. He was secretly observing me. Although he did not understand the technique, he saw my problem.”

"At that time, my shock was beyond words. I knew then that this was an exceptional genius," Xu Jinzhao said solemnly.

“From that time on, I began to cultivate with him, and in less than a year, I made rapid progress.”

Xu Xuanguan remained expressionless. His aptitude was the best in the Xu family, but Xu Jinzhao had made rapid progress in the two years he spent in Zhongnan Mountain, showing a strong tendency to catch up.

"In just one year, I discovered that he had already achieved a high level of mastery in the Taoist arts of Zhongnan Mountain. It's laughable that his fellow disciples just regarded him as a madman."

"Perhaps only the elders of Zhongnan Mountain understand everything, which is why they tacitly allow this madman's existence." Xu Jinzhao's lips curled into a mocking smile.

“That’s not what I want to hear,” Xu Xuanguan suddenly said.

Xu Jinzhao gave him a deep look, and then said, "You should know that a madman's thoughts are always different from ordinary people. He is not satisfied with practicing according to the methods of his predecessors. One day, he asked me a question."

"what?"

"He asked me if I had ever witnessed a clash of primordial spirits," Xu Jinzhao said in a deep voice.

Before I could answer, he said that it was the most beautiful sight in the world, the light produced by the collision of two primordial spirits, comparable to the light of heaven...

"Just like when a man and a woman intercourse, when sperm and egg unite, the light produced in that instant contains infinite possibilities," Xu Jinzhao said in a deep voice.

Modern scientific research shows that at the moment of fertilization, a bioelectricity is indeed released, much like lightning, reaching the extreme of light.

"He said that if we could absorb this light, it would be simply..."

The conversation ended abruptly at this point.

"This is similar to the Wuwei Sect's method of replenishing the primordial spirit, but it takes a different path, making it even more mysterious and unpredictable. It involves exploring the secrets of the primordial spirit amidst life-and-death clashes," Xu Xuanguan said in a deep voice.

“Back then, I was young and ignorant, and I felt that there was something mysterious about it… But when he proposed to connect with my primordial spirit to comprehend cultivation, I also backed down.”

"This is too dangerous."

“A madman is a madman. His primordial spirit is subtle and profound. If you dared to follow his methods back then, you would be courting death.” Xu Xuanguan said in a deep voice, “Unless…”

“Unless our primordial spirit can ignore the damage and repair itself instantly, then we can absorb the light of heaven from destruction and rebirth, strengthen our cultivation, and steal the secrets of heaven,” Xu Jinzhao said in a deep voice.

"You have obtained a sacred seed!" Xu Xuanguan said in a heavy voice, finally revealing the purpose of this conversation.

“Not bad.” Xu Jinzhao nodded.

The Sacred Seed is the immortal substance left behind after the extinction of a cultivator of the Divine Demon Sacred Embryo.

This thing has endless wonderful uses. One of them is that no matter how badly the primordial spirit is injured, once it resides in the seed, it can be completely restored without any hidden dangers.

"That's exactly what I wanted to ask."

Xu Xuanguan said in a deep voice, "How old were you back then? You probably didn't even know where this thing came from."

"Moreover, the sacred seeds are too precious. Throughout history, how many cultivators have achieved the divine and demonic sacred embryo? Back then, Zhang Lao Er searched all the famous mountains and rivers in the world and only knew of seven sacred seeds."

"Where did your seed come from?" Xu Xuanguan asked.

“Back then, when I was cultivating with him in the Zhongnan Mountains, we met an old man. He found our cultivation method quite interesting, but it had a great drawback, so he gave us that sacred seed.”

“This kind of thing is extremely rare, and he just gave it to me like that…” Xu Xuanguan raised an eyebrow and said solemnly.

"Who is he?"

"At first I didn't know, but later I found out..."

"That old man was the last Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain..."

“Zhang Taixu!” Xu Jinzhao sighed.

(End of this chapter)