Chapter 1037 - 722: Ghost Painting Phantom

Chapter 1037: Chapter 722: Ghost Painting Phantom

"Junior is willing! Many thanks for your great favor, Senior!"

To him, his master’s relics are indeed precious, but how can they compare to the importance of his own Dao path!

This senior not only promised to repair his Dao Foundation but also bestowed the Celestial and Earthly Spirit Fire!

This is simply an opportunity beyond dreams!

Huo Jueyuan’s heart held ten thousand willingness.

"Good."

Shen Xuan received his salute calmly.

"Since that’s the case, you shall make a Celestial Dao Oath. State voluntarily that this scroll is given as treatment remuneration. Henceforth, you shall never disclose anything concerning me to a third party. Should you violate, may heaven strike, and your Divine Soul be destroyed."

"Junior obeys!"

Huo Jueyuan immediately made the Celestial Dao Oath.

Shen Xuan put away the Ancient Jade Scroll of "Tai Chi Primordial Art".

"Listen to my orders. Sit cross-legged, Five Hearts Facing Heaven, circulate the Circulation of the Universe, calm your mind, and unify your thoughts."

Huo Jueyuan complied, sitting cross-legged in the quiet room.

Shen Xuan stepped forward, extended his right hand, gently pressing the meridian gate on Huo Jueyuan’s back.

Immediately, a pure and gentle Fire Spiritual Power surged from Shen Xuan’s palm.

Transforming into thousands of warm streams, it spread throughout Huo Jueyuan’s meridians.

Eventually, they converged like rivers into the sea, connecting to the Dao Foundation in his Dantian.

Shen Xuan quietly integrated a trace of the original true meaning of the "Nirvana Phoenix Body".

To a Fire Cultivator, this, full of the Dao Rhyme "Rebirth through Fire", is considered a sacred medicine for healing.

Then, Shen Xuan separated a speck of "Red Cloud Primordial Flame" essence, transferring it into the core of Huo Jueyuan’s Dao Foundation.

Among the many Celestial and Earthly Spirit Fires Shen Xuan mastered, the "Red Cloud Primordial Flame" is the lowest tier.

Even so, this speck of Spirit Fire essence is already a tremendous opportunity for Huo Jueyuan.

"Secure your mind, guide the fire seed, and reshape your Dao Foundation!"

Shen Xuan exclaimed, his voice like a bell, penetrating directly into Huo Jueyuan’s Sea of Consciousness.

Huo Jueyuan’s entire body shuddered, a powerful Fire Spiritual Power instantly spreading throughout his body.

Not daring to be distracted, he used the Spirit Fire essence as the core, Power of the Divine Soul as the hammer, and Fire Spiritual Power as the fuel, beginning to repair and reshape his tattered Dao Foundation.

An hour later.

Shen Xuan withdrew his hand.

The heat in the quiet room slowly receded.

Huo Jueyuan opened his eyes, his aura entirely different.

The former aura of decay and decline was completely swept away.

Now, the Dao Foundation in his Dantian was ablaze like flames, as sturdy as a rock.

It surpassed its peak before injury by threefold!

A speck of red Spirit Fire origin quietly suspended in the center of the sea of fire, slowly pulsing.

Huo Jueyuan silently circulated his energy, confirming the stability of his Dao Foundation, and knelt before Shen Xuan.

"Senior’s grace of rebirth, junior will never forget it!"

Shen Xuan slightly waved his hand, preparing to leave.

"Senior, be cautious of Yunqi Commerce Association!"

Shen Xuan’s steps paused.

"Previously, it seems they caught wind and sent people, using both hard and soft approaches, attempting to purchase the notes and ancient Cultivation Technique inheritance from my late master. Though junior stalled them, they probably haven’t given up."

Huo Jueyuan was sincerely grateful, unwilling for his benefactor to incur trouble.

Shen Xuan’s tone was indifferent: "A mere Yunqi Commerce Association dares to act within Myriad Phenomena Immortal City, disregarding Daoist Palace’s laws, attempting a brutal usurpation?"

"Certainly not.

Huo Jueyuan hastily explained: "Yunqi Commerce Association has a True Monarch overseeing them, with numerous ears and eyes. Junior worries they may investigate senior’s identity, causing inconvenience to senior."

"No problem. Let them investigate."

Even a giant like Fuhai Commerce Alliance couldn’t trace his origins.

A mere Yunqi Commerce Association, with only one Nascent Soul True Monarch.

If they can find out his roots, then one truly must have seen a ghost.

In Qin Country, Shen Xuan is solitary, with no ties, possessing several top-tier Escape Techniques.

If need be, even if facing the mountain gate of a Nascent Soul Level Sect, he dares to break in, causing havoc.

A profit-driven Nascent Soul level association, in terms of strength, can’t compare to a Nascent Soul Level Sect, and is not worth worrying.

"Senior’s Divine Power is vast, junior was overly concerned."

Huo Jueyuan solemnly said: "Senior, take care! Junior will strictly adhere to the Celestial Dao Oath, not disclosing today’s affair to anyone!"

Shen Xuan said no more and casually walked out.

Only when Shen Xuan’s figure disappeared did Huo Jueyuan stand up.

At this time, Hong Yu’Er peeked in: "Master, that senior..."

Before she finished, her gaze fell on Huo Jueyuan’s face, eyes widened.

"Master, your complexion, and aura..."

The master before her, face rosy, eyes bright; gone was the decline, replaced by vibrant vitality.

"Master, your injury healed?"

Hong Yu’Er was both surprised and delighted, scarcely believing.

"Yes, healed."

Huo Jueyuan revealed a smile, instructing: "You go out first; I need to circulate my energy to consolidate, don’t disturb me."

"Yes! Master, rest well!"

Hong Yu’Er left delightedly, carefully closing the door.

When the door was securely shut, the smile on Huo Jueyuan’s face slowly faded.

He walked to a corner of the quiet room, in front of an seemingly ordinary wall, extending his fingers, and tapped several points in a specific sequence.

With a soft "click", the wall silently slid open, revealing a dim secret room behind.

Inside the secret room there was nothing else, but on the wall opposite the entrance hung a portrait the same height as a True Master.

The painting depicted an old Daoist dressed in a water-fire Daoist Robe, with deep eyes; it was his master, True Master Mingyang.

Huo Jueyuan took out a stick of dark-red incense, lighting it up.

A wisp of ethereal blue smoke rose, drifting straight towards the painting.

The strange thing is, the smoke did not disperse but seemed absorbed into the painting.

After more than ten breaths.

The eyes of the old Daoist in the portrait subtly shifted.

The painting emitted an extremely faint layer of Spiritual Light.

"Oh?"

An elderly voice, with a hint of surprise, directly sounded in Huo Jueyuan’s Sea of Consciousness.