Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 77 The Continuation of the Flame for All Beings, the Foundation for Changing Fate

Meng Xihong suppressed his overwhelming joy and sat with his son in the inner room for a long time.

He repeatedly immersed himself in the faint golden mark on the family tree, like an observer standing atop a mountain, overlooking this vast world.

Each sensory experience brought him a clearer understanding of this astonishing conjecture.

He "saw" an old hunter with white hair and beard in a deep mountain forest. He had been practicing a set of ancestral martial arts for many years. After chasing a tiger and becoming exhausted, he broke through at the critical moment of life and death. His body was full of power as if he had become young again. A faint but tenacious primal power also drifted over.

He even "saw" an apprentice at a pharmacy in a distant town who, by simply practicing the Five Animal Frolics movements every day, felt light and healthy one morning, full of inexhaustible energy. At that moment, a wisp of almost negligible primordial energy also dissipated.

Not only the Great Li Dynasty, but all living beings in this world who have benefited from the restoration of the Great Dao of Body Refinement, whether they know it or not, are continuing to fuel Meng Yan'an's life!

"The Great Dao... is truly profound and mysterious." Meng Xihong regained his composure, exhaled a long breath, and his eyes shone with an astonishing light.

He held his son's cold little hand, which was so small that he didn't even dare to hold it tightly, for fear that the glimmer of life would slip away between his fingers.

But now, Meng Xihong sensed a faint, almost imperceptible response from it.

"Yan'an, can you hear me? Father has found a way to save you," he said softly.
"The whole world will help you. You are the pioneer of this path of body refinement, and they all owe you."

Bai Muyun heard Meng Xihong's mutterings and her gaze shifted blankly from her son to his face.

"Husband, tell me the truth, is there any hope for Yan An?"

Although Meng Xihong had made solemn promises beforehand, the child's lifeless appearance was like a thorn deeply embedded in her heart. She was afraid, afraid that it was just a lie her husband had woven to comfort her.

Meng Xihong remained silent for a moment, knowing that simple words of comfort would no longer reassure his wife.

He crouched down to be at eye level with Bai Muyun and said earnestly, "Wife, do you believe me?"

“Of course I believe you,” Bai Muyun replied without hesitation.

"That's good." Meng Xihong took a deep breath and grasped Bai Muyun's cold hand. "Muyun, look."

He didn't say much, but simply used his other hand to gently hold Meng Yan'an's small hand.

The instant he grasped it, he extended his senses along the golden mark and shared it with Bai Muyun.

Bai Muyun's body trembled slightly, and a look of surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes.

She sensed that faint yet pure life force was slowly converging from all directions, from places so far away that it was unimaginable, and finally entering her son's body.

"This...this is..." Bai Muyun's voice trembled slightly, a tremor born of hope.

“It’s life! It’s life for countless people!” Meng Xihong’s voice was deep and powerful. “Our son, he has not been abandoned by heaven and earth.”

On the contrary, all the body-refining cultivators in the world are giving back to him!

He explained his conjecture and this wondrous "two-way channel" to Bai Muyun in the simplest and most understandable language.

Bai Muyun was mesmerized. Although she didn't understand the rules of the Great Dao, she could clearly feel that her son's body was being nourished by these warm currents.

To her surprise, the child's face, which had been so pale it was almost transparent, seemed to have gained a faint rosy glow.

"That's wonderful...that's wonderful!" Bai Muyun cried tears of joy, tears streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto the bedding.

She leaned down and gently kissed Meng Yan'an's forehead, murmuring, "Baby, can you hear me? So many people are helping you, you must be strong..."

However, the joy on Meng Xihong's face did not last long.

He stared intently at his son's brow, where the eerie black rune resembled a greedy glutton, emitting a faint black light.

He clearly sensed that the primal power gathering from the human race's great net was severed by the black rune the moment it entered Meng Yan'an's body. Ninety-nine percent!
Ninety-nine percent of the primordial power was mercilessly devoured by this rune, turning into nourishment to sustain its own existence.

Only less than one percent of the life force could truly penetrate and nourish Meng Yan'an's nearly withered mortal body.

Meng Xihong's newly ignited flame of hope was doused with a bucket of ice water.

At this rate, it will probably take thousands of years to break through the curse's blockade.

Meng Yan'an couldn't wait until that day.

His mortal body could only last for a few years at most.

"No...it's still too slow!" Meng Xihong clenched his fists suddenly.

He keenly realized the crux of the problem.

The current passive collection method is like waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump—it's far too inefficient.

Body cultivators are rare in the world, and most of them only practice mortal martial arts techniques. Those who break through and improve are even fewer, and their power output is weak and unstable, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, with most of it being wasted.

He needs a "catalyst".

A method that allows more people to cultivate body-refining techniques faster and more efficiently!
A way to gather these countless "golden sands" scattered across the world into a "golden torrent".

What is the best approach?
In Meng Xihong's mind, a crazy and audacious idea, like a seed, sprouted from the soil of despair, braving the storm and growing fiercely.

Create a powerful and widely applicable body-refining technique!

The wider the cultivation method spreads, the more people practice it, and the higher their rank, the purer and more abundant the primordial power generated by the cultivators becomes!

At that time, the "support" Meng Yan'an receives will increase exponentially!

But is this possible?
Creating a cultivation method is incredibly difficult, especially a top-tier body-refining method.

The Meng family is currently just a small clan in Yunni Township, and their strongest cultivation technique, the "Nine Revolutions Burning Flame Technique," is only a fragment of the Earth-rank version that they just bought. Meng Xihong himself is only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and his knowledge, experience, and cultivation are all insufficient to support such a grand vision.

Just as Meng Xihong was feeling agitated and uncertain about the future, a scene that had been buried deep in his memory suddenly jumped into his mind.

The secret realm of the Yin Sha Sect, at the edge of that ancient herb garden.

A stone wall, weathered and mottled by time, is covered with indistinct carvings that resemble neither pictures nor words, exuding a desolate and ancient charm.

At the time, I even asked Yun Songzi about ancient secrets and wrote down the markings, but in the end I got nothing and gave up.

Now that the path of body refinement has been revived, with the dual blessing of his [Literary Spirit and Character] and [Martial Arts Foundation], those few blurry marks seemed to come alive in Meng Xihong's mind!
Every stroke of the pen subtly embodies the profound principles of the human body's muscles, bones, and meridians.

Every stroke and line seems to be explaining the origin of strength and the Tao.

"So... that really was a fragment of a body-refining technique! It's just that the path of body refinement hadn't been revived at that time, so people didn't know the proper method."

Meng Xihong's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Moreover, since it's an ancient cultivation technique, it might be a body-refining technique of unimaginable high quality!"

He made a decision in an instant.

This incomplete manual of cultivation techniques may become the cornerstone for him to defy fate and change his son's destiny!
　The red envelopes will be posted at the bottom of this chapter. See you at 9 PM, dear readers! (These chapters are laying the groundwork for later plot developments, so they might seem a bit filler. Please be gentle with your criticism.)

　　
　
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