Chapter 744
A beam of crimson light struck Zheng Fa, scanning him from head to toe.
Zheng Fa couldn't help but slow his breathing.
This was the first time he truly faced Lu Yao.
The man's strength was unfathomable, and Zheng Fa worried whether the Jiu You Fu Zhao (Nine Nether Talisman) would be effective.
The red light enveloped him, first circling around his Niwan Palace, seemingly finding nothing unusual.
It lingered in his Dantian for a long while, yet still detected no issues.
Zheng Fa let out a sigh of relief, but suddenly, he felt a jolt—his Fusang wood had actually stirred.
...This damn tree just couldn't stay still!
Zheng Fa cursed inwardly.
Before everyone, two doors suddenly swung wide open.
Crimson light surged forth like waves, rushing toward him.
He was taken aback, ready to dodge, but the Fusang wood conveyed a sense of yearning.
Or rather, his Dharma body seemed to harbor a deep-seated desire.
Zheng Fa clenched his teeth, halted his steps, and allowed the torrent of crimson light to envelop him.
The light gradually shrank, eventually settling on the back of his hand, coalescing into a rune.
Zheng Fa furrowed his brow, puzzled. When he looked up, he saw the crowd around him, their expressions no longer filled with disdain, but rather shock, or perhaps... fear.
All their gazes were fixed on the rune on the back of his hand.
...
“Holy Blood Seal?”
In the San Gong Dian (Three Palaces Hall), Yun Zhenxian exclaimed, his face shifting through various emotions.
“Saint Ancestor, what is the Holy Blood Seal?”
Yun Zhenxian fell silent for a long time, his expression suggesting he wanted to curse: “Since the establishment of the Haori Mountain, only two people have ever received the Holy Blood Seal.”
“Two?”
“One is me, and the other is Luo Shizhi.”
The Yun clan cultivator was stunned: “The next one is Luo Zushi?”
He looked at the Saint Ancestor's face, feeling only confusion:
Then why were they going through all this trouble to deal with Luo Zushi?
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 507: The Essence of Spiritual Treasures, The Secret of the Sub-Rune
Zheng Fa quickly realized: it was impossible for Lu to be just Lu; only as the Saint Ancestor could he maintain such an identity.
Compared to the other two clans, the Lu clan understood the Holy Blood Seal the best.
A group of Lu clan transformation cultivators surrounded Zheng Fa, their gazes markedly different from before.
“The Holy Blood Seal is equivalent to the Fourth Ancestor?” Zheng Fa asked, puzzled by the flattering smiles around him. “What makes you say that?”
The previously stern clan elder who presided over the ceremony now beamed: “It’s hard to believe... Oh, no, do you know that both Yun Zushi and Luo Zushi were originally from our Lu clan?”
He truly hadn’t known that.
“Lu clan?”
“Yes, they were both prodigies of the Lu clan in their early years. Only after receiving the Holy Blood Seal could they establish their own families.”
Zheng Fa suddenly understood.
So, the Yun clan and the Luo clan were essentially branches of the Lu clan.
The Yun clan should have been earlier, while Luo Sanxian achieved enlightenment relatively late.
Now, Zheng Fa fully grasped the structure of Haori Mountain.
Ultimately, all three ancestors were from the Lu clan; it was just that Yun Zhenxian and Luo Sanxian had received the Holy Blood Seal, achieving Dao fruit and gaining their own clans—or rather, Dao fruit recipients.
This was somewhat akin to the divine path of the gods.
He glanced at the Holy Blood Seal on the back of his hand, speculating that it had little to do with the Fusang wood.
After all, both Yun Zhenxian and Luo Sanxian possessed it.
The Holy Blood Seal seemed more like a proof of aptitude or strength, a sort of preparatory status for Dao fruit.
To be honest, he already far surpassed ordinary corpse dissolution cultivators; he was practically a Dao fruit cultivator.
That crimson light was quite accurate.
But what was it that the Fusang wood yearned for?
Zheng Fa raised his eyes again, looking toward the two great doors.
This thing should, possibly, maybe, be within the Jiu Yao Tian (Nine Luminaries Heaven)?
Noticing his gaze, the Lu clan elder added:
“The Jiu Yao Tian is the fundamental secret realm of our Haori Mountain. Without the decree of the Saint Ancestor, no one can enter.” As he spoke, a warm smile returned to his face. “But with your qualifications, Shishang Ren, you’ll surely be able to enter in the future.”
In just a cup of tea's time, the elder transformed into a cheerful old man.
Zheng Fa maintained a calm expression, seemingly unfazed by their subtle flattery.
Mainly, he felt a twinge of unease:
He wondered if that crimson light had sensed the presence of the Fusang wood.
Did Lu Yao... pay attention to him?
With that thought, Zheng Fa found himself reluctant to enter the Jiu Yao Tian.
“Shishang Ren?”
Seeing him lost in thought, the elder cautiously called out.
“Hmm?”
“May I ask what your plans are?”
Zheng Fa was taken aback, looking around.
He saw only reverence, yearning, and caution in the eyes of those nearby.
He pondered for a moment.
It was clear that the uniqueness of the Holy Blood Seal had suddenly elevated his status significantly.
“I can do whatever I want? Go wherever I please?”
“Well, that’s still up to Yun Zushi to decide.”
...
“Jing Lou (Scripture Tower)?”
In the San Gong Dian, Yun Zhenxian looked at Zheng Fa, his expression awkward yet puzzled.
He was thinking of temporarily hindering Luo Sanxian's revival.
The goal was quite simple:
To absorb all the benefits of the Tianhe Sect.
On the other hand, attacking the Tianhe Sect was extremely dangerous; he planned to have the Luo clan contribute more, knowing that even if Luo Shizhi were to be revived, his strength would not match his former self.
He hadn’t expected a character like Shi Nandan to pop up.
He asked himself, if he were Shi Nandan, he would probably be thinking about how to leverage the uniqueness of the Holy Blood Seal to seize resources, advance to Dao fruit, and establish his own family.
Currently, Shi Nandan could only be considered a seed of Dao fruit, but he hadn’t yet achieved it.
What made Yun Zhenxian feel troubled was that—Shi Nandan seemed to possess even greater talent than Luo Shizhi. If he truly became a Dao fruit Sanxian, he might even become the fourth head of Haori Mountain.
Who would have thought that Shi Nandan's first request would be to enter the Jing Lou?
“Is that not allowed?”
Zheng Fa asked.
“Of course it is.” Yun Zhenxian felt puzzled yet also thought Shi Nandan was quite sensible, smiling as he said, “With your status, you can naturally come and go from the Jing Lou as you please.”
Upon hearing this, Zheng Fa cupped his hands and said, “Thank you, Yun Zushi.”
With that, he left, looking quite pleased.
As he departed, the Yun clan cultivator turned to Yun Zhenxian: “Is there really no better technique than the ‘Chi Xiao Yu Ce’ in the Jing Lou?”
Yun Zhenxian shook his head: “The ‘Chi Xiao Yu Ce’ not only points directly to Dao fruit, but also, there are no records of anything beyond Dao fruit.”
Now the Yun clan cultivator was somewhat bewildered.
Having received the Holy Blood Seal without making a fuss or celebrating, could it be said that his Dao heart was stable?
And he didn’t even need resources to achieve Dao?
Was there really such a diligent cultivator?
The two exchanged glances, both feeling puzzled, but Yun Zhenxian chuckled: “His temperament is actually a good thing.”
...
Zheng Fa was busy shopping.
“The Jing Lou of Haori Mountain is truly impressive.”
He walked on the top floor of the Jing Lou, picking up a copy of the “Liu Long Xun Tian Zhen Jing” (True Scripture of the Six Dragons Patrolling the Sky) to examine.
Haori Mountain had three Dao fruits, each with a technique that pointed directly to Dao fruit, such as the “Chi Xiao Yu Ce” that Zheng Fa was already familiar with.
The “Liu Long Xun Tian Zhen Fa” was the true method of the Luo Sanxian lineage.
To say that previously, Shi Nandan had no chance to see this technique.
But now, with the Holy Blood Seal, he could walk through the Jing Lou with confidence!
Zheng Fa not only saw a more complete version of the “Chi Xiao Yu Ce,” but also perused the techniques of the three lineages.
Moreover, this floor contained many insights and annotations from transformation cultivators regarding the three techniques.
He gathered all of it, transmitting it back to the Jiu Shan Jie (Nine Mountain Realm), enriching the database of Jiu Shan Zong (Nine Mountain Sect) to serve as resources for the “Huang Ting Jing” (Yellow Court Scripture).
He didn’t delve too deeply into it.
With so many minds in the Jiu Shan Jie working behind the scenes, Zheng Fa didn’t want to waste his energy.
However, Senior Sister Zhang quickly spoke up:
“The foundation of Haori Mountain still lies in the ‘Chi Xiao Yu Ce.’ The other two techniques, while having some new breakthroughs, are actually derived from the ‘Chi Xiao Yu Ce.’”
Zheng Fa had noticed this as well.
To put it simply, the “Chi Xiao Yu Ce” was akin to a groundbreaking paper in a particular field, while the other two techniques, despite their innovations, were all offshoots of the “Chi Xiao Yu Ce.”
Thus, when Zheng Fa examined the techniques of Yun and Luo, he encountered little resistance.
Among them, the “Liu Long Xun Tian Zhen Fa” bore a hint of Yun Zhenxian’s technique.
By comparing the three techniques, one could easily discern the connections among them.
Although there were no records beyond Dao fruit.
Zheng Fa’s ambitions for the “Huang Ting Jing” were vast, and the reference materials he needed were extensive:
What seemed useless knowledge today would one day become the stepping stones to his enlightenment.
Moreover, Haori Mountain had knowledge that could be utilized immediately.
As Zheng Fa stepped out of the top floor, he found the Jing Lou bustling with activity—everywhere he looked, there were heads bobbing.
Thousands of Haori disciples filled the various libraries, standing before the bookshelves, engrossed in their reading, as if they were studying diligently.
But the moment Zheng Fa appeared, the eight-story Jing Lou suddenly fell silent.
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