Chapter 529 - 440: The Secret of Becoming a Venerable (2)

Chapter 529: Chapter 440: The Secret of Becoming a Venerable (2)

Immediately, he rose to his full height and gazed beyond the heavens.

Breaking through to the realm of a Tier Nine Saint Venerable was, for him, no longer a difficult task.

But what left him shocked and uncertain was that he still couldn’t coalesce the Dao Fruit of the Light Dao School!

He had clearly reached such a pinnacle.

A school’s Dao Fruit was the very manifestation of being a Supreme Grandmaster of that school, a feat belonging to the Saint Venerable domain.

This touched upon the secrets of becoming a Saint Venerable.

There are four conditions to become a Saint Venerable:

First, the source of a Great Saint’s Immortal Acupoint must be able to produce White Litchi Immortal Essence. This refers to a normal Tier Eight Great Saint; those who have sealed their Immortal Acupoint’s source or transformed into a Wild Beast Species are not included.

Second, a Great Saint must possess three great phenomena, meaning they must have passed through at least three Minor Chaos Tribulations.

Third, a Great Saint’s primary school of cultivation must reach the realm of Supreme Grandmaster, making them the Dao Lord of their main school.

There can only be one such Dao Lord in any given era.

Fourth, after a Great Saint has met the first three conditions, they must travel to the edge of Chaos and break through the Celestial Dao’s blockade. Only then can the source of their Immortal Acupoint undergo a qualitative change to produce Yellow Apricot Immortal Essence, allowing them to transform and achieve the rank of a true Saint Venerable.

’Could it be because I abandoned the Profound Domain Celestial Destiny Mark?’ Han Wu the Sub-Venerable frowned slightly.

In his youth, he too once possessed a Profound Domain Celestial Destiny Mark.

However, that Celestial Destiny Mark was completely at odds with his path of seeking the Dao, so he willingly abandoned it.

A moment later, a calm smile appeared on his face.

He sat down cross-legged again, contemplating that energetic presence.

’A Celestial Destiny Mark is certainly important, but I have always firmly believed that true strength never comes from external objects!’

......

The red sun sank in the west, a few crimson remnants still clinging to the horizon, about to vanish completely. The sky had already grown dim.

Within the herb garden of the Bai Zhi Dojo, a verdant green light shone.

At this moment, under the guidance of Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint and the will of Han Wu, Sen Hui was engaged in a deeper level of cultivation.

BOOM!

Suddenly, a sound like a bursting dam erupted.

In the center of the herb garden, four enormous, deep-green willow branches emerged. They intertwined, weaving dense patterns that formed a barrier of green light, sealing Sen Hui within.

Sen Hui sat cross-legged in the center, her body emitting a profound black-and-blue glow. The image of a vast ocean materialized behind her, and from it, the majestic form of a Kun fish seemed to leap, its presence monumental.

At this moment, her eyes were shut tight, her long eyelashes trembling, and sweat soaked the hair at her temples.

In the distance, Fang Yang paused, watching for a long time, lost in thought.

’There’s no denying it, Sen Hui’s constitution is indeed a good fit for the Kun fish phenomenon. Han Wu the Sub-Venerable’s arrangements are sound.’

’And with so many resources poured into her, her constitution has gradually improved.’

’But I still feel that starting from the Peng bird phenomenon would be even more suitable.’

"Whether it’s the Kun fish or the Peng bird, it seems I have another reason to go to the Changkong Treasure Vault." Fang Yang stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze profound.

In the deepest part of the Changkong Treasure Vault lay the legacy of the Kunpeng Treasure Skill.

The Kunpeng Spirit Body and Sacred Body only possess the "form." Only by obtaining the Kunpeng Treasure Skill can one be said to possess the true "spirit," as if a Kunpeng has been reborn in the world!

The Kunpeng Treasure Skill was undeniably unparalleled in offensive power, worthy of its reputation as the true inheritance of a top-tier Saint Venerable.

But more important was the meaning behind the Kunpeng Treasure Skill.

According to legend, the Kunpeng Treasure Skill was suspected to have been obtained from the Immortal Realm by the Thunder Saint Venerable and passed down to the Changkong clan through Longevity Heaven.

In other words, the Kunpeng Treasure Skill, or perhaps the Kunpeng Ancestor, was very likely the key to the Immortal Realm.

Sen Yue had made such a deduction back then, and had even written down his insights on a blank jade slip.

After Fang Yang inherited Sen Yue’s Celestial Destiny identity, his own authority expanded.

So he was also certain that it was true!

"Ah Yang, you should go."

The moonlight was like water, pouring down in a simple, hazy, peaceful, and tranquil scene.

The herb garden had long since fallen silent.

Just then, Sen Hui, taking graceful steps, hardened her heart and urged Fang Yang to leave.

"Why are you in such a hurry to shoo me away?" Fang Yang smiled, gently taking her soft hand and interlocking their fingers.

She lowered her gaze. "If you don’t go, Master will get angry. Besides... I’m afraid I won’t be able to bear you leaving."

"I will be back. When that time comes, I will definitely help you succeed in breaking through." Fang Yang’s eyes shone brightly as he took a lock of her lustrous black hair and twirled it around his fingertip.

"I believe you." A smile bloomed on her face. Her beauty was breathtaking, enough to shame a hundred flowers into closing.

She never doubted Fang Yang.

She was only afraid that because of her, Fang Yang would halt his own pace of growth.

"Go on, Ah Yang. You should leave now." She pulled her hand away and gently pushed him to go.

"Xiaohui, why do I feel like you’re more carefree about this than I am?" Fang Yang looked back and smiled.

"I’m not. I’m just afraid that if I hold on too tightly, you’ll grow to resent me and distance yourself even more," she sighed softly.

’The more I cultivate, the more I understand the vast gap between a peerless prodigy and an ordinary genius.’

’If you don’t delve deep into cultivation, if you don’t challenge your limits, you can still find other excuses.’

’Like, "I’m not working hard enough, it’s not that I’m inferior to her."’

’That way, the two can still interact with a calm heart.’

’Suddenly, she understood why her older brother and sister had only ever wanted her to live this life happily.’

"I won’t. I won’t." Fang Yang pulled her into his arms, holding her in a tight embrace.

After a long moment, they finally separated.

Under her watchful gaze, Fang Yang didn’t look back. He transformed into a streak of light and shot outwards, his destination the Changkong clan.

Her eyes remained fixed on his distant figure for a long, long time, unmoving.

"Sigh." Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint and Mrs. Sen appeared one after another.

Sen Hui: "Mother? Master?"

She was a little surprised. She hadn’t expected Mrs. Sen to come.

Mrs. Sen’s arrival was because Father Sen, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable, had now reached a critical moment in his cultivation.

Father Sen could no longer spare a shred of his will; he had to focus wholeheartedly on breaking through.

...

「In the Domain of Heaven.」

The Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life.

Under the schemes of Jiuzhe, Su Dao gradually made up his mind.

Su Dao actually abandoned his strategy of biding his time and hiding his strength. He raised a great banner, ordering the Two Poles Annex to be thrown into the barrier between the Domain of Heaven and the Domain of Earth.

In other words, Su Dao was forming a vanguard to invade the Red Flame Demon Country.

He was going to use the amount of merit earned to leave Sang Xiaowan far behind in his dust!

Instantly, the friction between the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life and the Red Flame Demon Country intensified dramatically, and clashes erupted once more.

Local battles, both large and small, broke out again.

"Brother, have you gone mad?!" Su Xi chided, her beautiful eyes filled with disappointment.

"I’m not mad! This is a... necessary sacrifice to make the Two Poles Annex great again!" Su Dao flung his sleeve, and the Demon-slaying Sword at his waist rattled.

Su Dao was clad in the robes of the Mansion Master, his black hair unbound, exuding an intimidating aura that looked down on all heroes.

Su Xi, in her fluttering white robes, had an unparalleled grace. On her pretty, jade-white face, her eyes were filled with anguish as she stared ahead.

This pair of siblings were like celestial beings. Their character and morals were admirable, a model brother and sister.

Now, however, they were on the verge of turning against each other and becoming enemies.

"You’re mad! You’ve forgotten Martial Uncle’s instructions!!" Su Xi’s black hair flew about as she tried to wake her brother from his delusion.

"Enough! I am the Mansion Master," Su Dao roared, slamming his hand on the wooden table before him.

His large hand fell. With a loud BANG, the wooden table shattered into countless pieces, dissolving into motes of light before disappearing.

For a moment, Su Xi was stunned, staring at her brother Su Dao in utter disbelief.

Ever since they were children, her brother had never treated her this way. He had always treated her as the apple of his eye, afraid she might get the slightest scrape or bump.

But now, he had become like this?

’The more she looked, the more she felt her brother had been possessed by demons.’

’Otherwise, why would he so easily overturn the grand strategy set by the previous Mansion Master?’

"I..." Su Dao also came to his senses. His lips moved, but he couldn’t bring himself to apologize.

In an instant, the Mansion Master’s hall fell silent.

’What was there to say?’

’In truth, there was nothing left to be said.’

They both knew each other’s temperaments.

They understood that once the other had decided on a grand strategy, it would absolutely not be changed by a few words from someone else.

What’s more, the war now was not something that could be stopped just because they wanted it to stop.

"Sigh~" After a long time, Su Xi sighed in her heart and left without turning her head.

’At this moment, she missed Fang Yang more than ever.’

’Working under Fang Yang, he was always calm and composed, never rushing for quick gains. He gave people a profound sense of security.’

’Compared to Fang Yang, her brother seemed far too rash.’