Chapter 342 - 334: The Ten-Thousand-Year Peach Wood Broken Sword

Chapter 342: Chapter 334: The Ten-Thousand-Year Peach Wood Broken Sword

The Clear Heart Pool was located at the peak of a colossal mountain.

The area shimmered with vibrant light and was filled with an ethereal mist, creating a fantastical scene. The water was like liquid jade, and Spiritual Qi cascaded down in such a dense torrent that it submerged the entire mountain.

Within the pool’s water, Profound Yin Dao Fish and Profound Sun Dao Fish swam about.

Both types of Dao Fish resembled carp, but one was black and the other white, carrying the powers of profound yin and profound yang, respectively.

In the past, the purpose of this wondrous realm was to help new disciples of the Two Poles Manor wash away their old foundations, enabling them to accommodate the Yin-Yang Power.

At that moment, Fang Yang walked closer, feeling refreshed in both body and mind.

Within his first aperture, the Pill Cauldrons formed by his lifebound Magic, such as the Fire Domain Skill and the Thunder Sea Skill, began to tremble and grow active.

"Rumor has it that the Carp Eagle legacy was created when Fang Nian fused the Pill Cauldron lineage of the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life with the old Great Sun Golden Crow lineage."

Fang Yang’s eyes narrowed as he gazed at the pool, muttering,

"It seems the rumors were true."

’I hope that on this trip, I can find the treasure needed to trigger the fifth and final bloodline dream.’

Four-fifths of the Carp Eagle Divine Feather had already been refined.

Based on his previous calculations, it could only bring him into the bloodline dream five times at most.

That was why Fang Yang was pursuing the path of the Great Sun Golden Crow as a fallback plan.

The pool water sloshed.

The Dao Fish swished their tails.

Yu Zither Immortal stood in the air, watching Fang Yang with great interest.

Fang Yang said nothing and took out the shattered Two Poles Order.

HUM—a stream of pure True Essence flowed from Fang Yang’s hand into the Two Poles Order.

The next moment, the Two Poles Order flew from Fang Yang’s hand, erupting in divine light. It transformed into a black and white Carp Eagle the size of a millstone and shot straight toward the Clear Heart Pool.

The eastern corner of the Clear Heart Pool trembled, revealing a faint cyan treasure light that remained contained, not yet bursting forth.

"Fusang Fairy, I’ll need your help," Fang Yang said, looking back.

Yu Zither Immortal gave a smile so beautiful it would put a hundred flowers to shame. "Of course."

Immediately, the fragment of the Two Poles Order in Yu Zither Immortal’s hand also flew out.

Covered in divine light, the fragment transformed into a small Fusang Divine Tree, which shot toward the Clear Heart Pool and supported the black and white Carp Eagle from below.

At that moment, Fang Yang’s and Yu Zither Immortal’s auras briefly connected, and a strange feeling of mutual reliance and support bloomed in both their hearts.

Yu Zither Immortal’s gaze sharpened, a subtle look in her eyes. ’It’s clearly a Carp Eagle Spirit Body, yet it can resonate with my Fusang Divine Tree Sacred Body. He truly is a talent not seen in ten thousand years!’

Fang Yang’s heart jolted. ’Besides Xiaohui, why does this Yu Zither Immortal also give me a sense of peace?’

Fang Yang couldn’t help but be surprised.

He and Sen Hui had supported each other all this time, but he was not familiar with Yu Zither Immortal. They were practically strangers who had just met by chance.

Sen Hui had held nothing back from him, which was how she had slowly found her way into his heart.

Therefore, when this feeling emerged, his normally aloof self did not develop any favorable impression of Yu Zither Immortal.

On the contrary, he became even warier of her.

BOOM!

The cyan treasure light burst forth from the lake.

It was like a Cyan Phoenix beating its wings—vast and mighty. Countless turbulent waves surged, carrying within them an incomparably sharp Sword Intent, Sword Qi, and Sword Aura.

Fang Yang snapped back to his senses and immediately activated his Martial Dao Celestial Eye to observe it.

The Ten Thousand Year Peach Wood Broken Sword.

From its appearance, the Ten Thousand Year Peach Wood Broken Sword was just an ordinary Peach Wood Sword. Judging by its size and length, it was likely a woman’s sidearm.

The only praiseworthy thing about it was that, despite being shattered, its entire body was suffused with a gentle radiance.

It showed no signs of decay. Instead, it was filled with a sharp aura, as if it had been extremely well-maintained.

But in Fang Yang’s eyes, it was not just a broken Peach Wood Sword. It was a Cyan Phoenix, a Tribulation-crossing Divine Lotus, and even a Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram phenomenon!

This Ten Thousand Year Peach Wood Broken Sword was imbued with the Dao and principles of the Two Poles Mansion Master’s life, filled with their longing and emotions!

With all these factors combined, even though it was once an ordinary Peach Wood Sword, it had transformed into the Ten Thousand Year Peach Wood Broken Sword, a Tier Seven Sacred Material.

However...

Fang Yang’s brow furrowed slightly.

The Ten Thousand Year Peach Wood Broken Sword seemed to want to approach, yet it hesitated.

It was as if it wanted to get close to him but was also afraid of getting too close.

’Is it a problem with the Carp Eagle’s aura?’ Fang Yang wondered.

Immediately, he formed a Magic Seal, causing the black and white Carp Eagle to transform into a Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram.

The next moment, the Ten Thousand Year Peach Wood Broken Sword cast aside its hesitation, streaked across the surface of the pool, and shot straight into Fang Yang’s arms.

The Ten Thousand Year Peach Wood Broken Sword was his!

The corners of Fang Yang’s mouth lifted as a faint sense of joy bloomed in his heart.

With this Ten Thousand Year Peach Wood Broken Sword, and with the help of the State of Profundity...

...he was confident he could expend a massive amount of resources to forge his very own Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram phenomenon!

"This..."

Yu Zither Immortal blinked her beautiful eyes, her breath as fragrant as an orchid. "Fellow Daoist Fang, your fortune is truly profound to have obtained such a great treasure."

No matter what, they were inside a Grotto Heaven, under the watch of numerous Great Saints.

So, no matter what Yu Zither Immortal was thinking, she would not try to seize the Ten Thousand Year Peach Wood Broken Sword.

Of course, Fang Yang was on guard against her at all times.

The Tier Six Divine Thunder strike contained within his Yimu Sacred Spear was ready at a moment’s notice.

Hearing her words, Fang Yang put away the Ten Thousand Year Peach Wood Broken Sword.

He gave a modest smile and said readily, "The Carp Eagle Ancestor had a deep connection with it. I was just... lucky."

"Just lucky?" Yu Zither Immortal laughed, a radiant smile that left Fang Yang momentarily stunned.

Yu Zither Immortal continued, "Fellow Daoist Fang, though we only just met, I feel as if we are old friends. If you don’t mind, you can just call me Zither Immortal."

"This..." Fang Yang hesitated slightly.

He knew that her suggestion was a sort of test to see if their relationship could deepen.

He had seen this kind of attitude from older women in his past life more than once.

But he had just received a favor from her. To turn around and reject her would be a bit like taking what he wanted and leaving without a backward glance—cold and ungrateful.

And so, he gave a noncommittal response that could be taken as either agreement or disagreement.

Then, before Yu Zither Immortal could speak again, he took the initiative and began leading her away, intending to find an opportunity for her and bring their joint exploration to a swift conclusion.

...

"Zither Immortal? Zither Immortal."

High above the clouds, Chenri the Great Saint fiercely tugged at his salt-and-pepper beard, looking utterly exasperated.

To be fair, although he doubted Fang Yang could compare to Sen Yue...

...the very fact that he was comparing Fang Yang and Sen Yue on the same level was an admission of Fang Yang’s extraordinariness.

But from the perspective of a master, of a worried old father, he was unwilling to see Yu Zither Immortal get so close to Fang Yang.

Perhaps it was because of the Great Sun Golden Crow blood flowing in their veins, but the outstanding young men of the Changkong Fang Clan often attracted women like moths to a flame, yet the results frequently ended in tragedy.

From an outsider’s perspective, it was quite entertaining to watch.

But when it happened to one’s own disciple or daughter, anyone would fly into a thunderous rage.

His antics, however, made the Purple Sky Manor Master at his side have to suppress a laugh.

The next moment, Chenri the Great Saint shot him a cold look and said, "Heh, if I recall correctly, Xiaowan is due for her Enlightenment in a few years, isn’t she? And I’ve heard she frequently exchanges letters with Fang Yang?"

CRACK—

It was as if something had shattered.

The Purple Sky Manor Master’s heroic face had frozen, a dark cloud passing over it.

They were all veteran powerhouses, so they naturally knew of the tragic history between Fang Nian, Qing Rushang, and Sen Yuanyuan.

Moreover, the current Fang Yang had completely surpassed the Fang Nian of the past.

If Fang Yang truly had no scruples, he would be a massive headache for them.

Fortunately, Fang Yang’s temperament was vastly different from Fang Nian’s. He was an upright and principled man, a righteous cultivator who abstained from debauchery and sensual pleasures.

If anyone resembled Fang Nian, it was Chen Chenye.

"I’ll have to find a chance to clean up these loose ends," the Purple Sky Manor Master said, his gaze deepening.