Chapter 43
In two lifetimes, she had seen far too much.
When faced with opportunity, couples schemed against each other, fathers and sons turned into enemies, and brothers turned on one another; she had grown accustomed to it all.
It was precisely because she had never fully trusted anyone again that she had come this far.
But today...
It seemed there was an exception?
“Stop being so sentimental; it’s not like you. Just accept the inheritance already.”
“.......”
Ying Bing’s eyes flickered with an inscrutable meaning, shifting several times before settling into a gentle softness:
“Alright.”
A small phoenix flew into her brow, transforming into a rose-red pattern.
A myriad of auspicious lights suddenly burst forth.
Radiant hues surged from the cave entrance, blooming into an indescribable splendor.
Outside, the sky was growing dim.
Yet Qingyuan shone brightly, like a river of starlight formed from the very essence of dawn.
The clear calls of the phoenix echoed endlessly, resonating across the heavens.
Qingyuan Sect, Ziyang Prefecture, and even the entire Eastern Wilderness could hear it clearly.
At the top of Wangyue Cliff, the elders stared in awe at the unfolding scene, their shock evident.
“Qingyuan has changed.”
“Quick, inform the sect master!”
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**Chapter 38: The Ice Block Li Mo, the Center of Attention**
At this moment, Qingyuan Sect had undoubtedly become the most dazzling presence in Ziyang Prefecture, its radiance nearly eclipsing the bright moon in the sky.
In Ziyang Prefecture City.
In an ancient, fragrant room, an elderly man dressed in luxurious robes had his feet resting in the laps of two young maids for warmth when he suddenly noticed the color of the window drapes changing.
He slowly rose and asked:
“Why is there such brilliant light outside?”
“Reporting to the sect master, it’s coming from the direction of Qingyuan Sect.”
“Qingyuan...”
The old man pondered for a moment, his expression shifting.
“Write a letter and summon Elder Yin Hua from the Rare Beast Peak to discuss matters at the prefecture.”
“Understood...”
The steward complied but hesitated, as if he had more to say.
“Hmm? If you have something to say, just speak.”
“Princess Chulong... she’s gone missing.”
After the steward spoke, he was drenched in sweat, too afraid to look at his master, the lord of Ziyang Prefecture.
After a long pause, a low voice finally came:
“Dig three feet into the ground; we must find her.”
“Understood.”
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**Biluoh Lake.**
A ship as massive as a mountain lay across the river, hardly smaller than the surrounding islands.
A dark flag fluttered in the wind, boldly inscribed with:
**[Red Whale]**
The Red Whale Gang, one of the three sects of Ziyang Prefecture, was publicly considered the weakest among them.
However, its members were a mix of all sorts, claiming to have a hundred thousand followers, and behind the scenes, countless forces in the martial world were intertwined with them.
A burly man with a bushy beard stood at the bow of the ship, hands clasped behind his back, gazing into the distance.
“What kind of treasure has Qingyuan Sect unearthed, or has some inheritance been activated?”
“Boss, I think it’s the latter.”
A pale-faced young man spoke from behind.
For some reason, the burly leader of the Red Whale Gang, a formidable figure in the outer realms, did not dispute the young man’s words.
“Qingyuan Sect has a long history; it’s remarkable that an inheritance has manifested.”
“Such an inheritance must be extraordinary.”
“Only the chosen ones are worthy of receiving it; perhaps someone from the Potential Dragon List?”
The burly man spoke in a deep voice.
He had always wanted to elevate the Red Whale Gang to surpass Qingyuan Sect.
It was entirely possible.
After all, Shangguan Wencang was getting old.
“With me around, what does it matter if a couple of prodigies emerge from this small Ziyang Prefecture? Can they outshine me?”
A young man in a red robe licked his lips.
“Wise words, senior.” The worry in the Red Whale leader’s eyes faded.
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**In the North Sea Domain.**
On a towering peak, a massive tower rose, seemingly reaching out to touch the sky.
Yantian Sect.
Renowned throughout the world, the Potential Dragon List, along with the Heaven, Earth, and Human lists, all originated from here.
At the star-gazing platform atop the tower, an elderly woman with a head full of white hair maintained a posture of gazing skyward, seemingly lost in time.
Suddenly, her eyelids twitched, and her aged voice murmured:
“Originally, it was a rare celestial alignment, with the Taiyin Star in full bloom, yet why is there such chaos?”
She pulled out a jade plate from her robe, which had countless jade pieces the size of fingernails slowly sliding across its surface.
As she urged it, the jade pieces began to move faster and faster.
Suddenly, they came to a halt, and the entire jade plate dimmed.
Along with it, the old woman’s expression darkened.
“Cough, cough, cough...”
“Master, what’s wrong?”
“Yinghuo... Yinghuo...”
“Are you referring to the chaos recorded by our ancestor, the Yinghuo disturbance?”
The old woman sighed deeply, her already pale face growing even more haggard.
The bright young woman bit her lip, her heart in turmoil.
Yantian Sect could discern the will of heaven, observe the rise and fall of nations, and even influence events.
This included the founding of Dayu and the ascension of the Martial Emperor.
The Yinghuo disturbance signified one thing.
Yantian Sect would soon lose sight of the heavenly secrets.
“Master, the Crown Prince requests an audience.”
Another disciple stepped forward to convey the message.
“Tell him that I will not help him find Princess Chulong, nor can I.”
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**At Qingyuan Sect.**
With such a significant event occurring, the sect’s trials were naturally called off early.
Mainly, throughout the entire Qingyuan Mountain Range, wherever the radiant light shone, all beasts, regardless of strength, scrambled to flee, some even trembling on the ground.
Continuing the sect trials held no meaning.
At Wangyue Cliff, a thin old man approached the edge of the precipice.
Shangguan Wencang still wore his gray, tattered robe, looking more like a humble farmer than the leader of a sect.
“Sect Master.”
“Sect Master.”
The elders snapped back to reality from their shock.
“How long have Ying Bing and Li Mo been in Qingyuan?”
Shangguan Wencang asked softly.
“About two hours.”
Xue Jing, with no trace of worry on his brow, replied:
“Sect Master, they must have entered some secret place within Qingyuan Sect, and... they should have already received the inheritance.”
“I... I think so too.”
Han He’s expression was quite remarkable.
It couldn’t be said that Han He’s cultivation was lacking; the other elders were equally composed.
Since the establishment of Qingyuan Sect, no one had ever encountered such an opportunity.
The radiant light illuminated the heavens.
This was likely an inheritance beyond even their imagination!
The only uncertainty was who had received the opportunity...
Ying Bing?
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Or perhaps...
“Hahaha, my precious disciple really brings me pride.”
Shang Wu placed her hands on her hips, her almond eyes reflecting the shimmering hues of dawn:
“If my disciple has received the inheritance, he will surely become the sect master.”
“When he becomes the sect master, I’ll be the Grand Elder.”
“Then I can spend the sect’s money however I please.”
“Hehe... hehehe...”
Shang Wu wiped the corner of her mouth, utterly delighted.
The elders exchanged glances: “......”
Miss, we still don’t know who the inheritance will fall to.
And our sect leader is still alive; are you already planning how to stir up trouble in the future?
If Shang Wu were to become the Grand Elder...
Everyone collectively gasped.
Qian Bufan declared with righteous indignation, “If the sect master wants to utilize the sect’s resources, it also requires a vote from the elders of each peak.”
“I believe that Ying Bing has a greater chance of receiving the inheritance,” Elder Han He remarked.
The elder from Luoxia Peak nodded in agreement: “That cry just now must have been from a female.”
Shang Wu: “?”
You can tell the gender just by the sound?
Xue Jing chuckled, “It’s also possible that the inheritance was shared by both of them.”
The radiant light finally filled the entire Qingyuan.
The young man and woman stepped back onto Wangyue Cliff.
Li Mo wore a bright, satisfied smile.
Ying Bing’s brow shimmered faintly, adding a touch of divinity to her already stunning features.
But...
Li Mo’s smile was simply too radiant.
For a moment, no one could tell who the opportunity had truly fallen to.
“Where’s the inheritance?”
Shang Wu quickly approached Li Mo, scrutinizing him from head to toe, even sniffing him with her delicate nose.
“It’s not with me.”
Li Mo shrugged.
“Then why are you smiling like that?”
“???”
Not with Li Mo?
Everyone turned their gaze to Ying Bing.
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