Chapter 824 - 393: On Refining Treasure Peak! Mao Xiaoyun and Zhang Tian Sheng

Chapter 824: Chapter 393: On Refining Treasure Peak! Mao Xiaoyun and Zhang Tian Sheng

Late at night, the Great Moon hung alone, sparse cold stars scattered in the sky.

Maoshan, Refining Treasure Peak.

Inside the ancient, simple temple, candle flames glowed red, dense incense smoke drifted and swayed, reverently offering up a Jade Box upon the Divine Altar.

In the howling mountain wind, Mao Baifeng, An Wuyang, Xiao Changfeng and the others stood respectfully outside the temple, and suddenly saw a human figure walk up before the Divine Altar.

"Grand-uncle!"

Mao Baifeng could not help calling out.

According to the Mao Clan’s generational ranks, she ought to address Mao Xiaoyun as Grand-uncle.

"Senior!"

An Wuyang and Xiao Changfeng also bowed respectfully; they were disciples of Zhongnan Mountain, now guests on Maoshan. Upon seeing a Celestial Master Level figure, they all the more could not afford to neglect courtesy.

"Little An, where is your Master Ye now?"

From within the temple, an aged voice came forth; beneath the dim candlelight, that old silhouette seemed to be gazing at the Jade Box reverently placed upon the Divine Platform.

"Master Ye, following the Lord of the Red Palace’s trail, has most likely already left Jiangnan Province and entered the boundaries of Huizhou." An Wuyang said in a steady tone.

He vaguely knew that this time, Ye Beichen descended the mountain, traveling together with Mao Xiaoyun to Jiangnan Province, precisely in order to hunt down the Wuwei Sect’s Lord of the Red Palace.

"The Wuwei Sect truly does produce talent. In the end, we still let him get away." Mao Xiaoyun sighed.

"A thousand killings cannot destroy him, ten thousand tribulations cannot defeat him... only that which is tempered amid adversity can become a great expert."

"By comparison, the Daoist Sect nowadays is truly far too at ease."

The faint murmur echoed within the ancient temple; An Wuyang, Mao Baifeng and the other young disciples all remained silent.

If one were to say the Daoist Sect walks in the light, then Non-action is what hides within the night.

By comparison, the Daoist Sect’s disciples are far too numerous; in every generation, there are always peerlessly brilliant figures, with unimaginable talent.

Yet the Wuwei Sect’s numbers are few, but they walk in the shadows; for the sake of survival, who knows how many tribulations they must pass through. Their rate of successful cultivation is exceedingly high, and the experts tempered amid suffering and life-and-death are terrifying far beyond ordinary Daoist Sect experts.

Just like the Lord of the Red Palace: encircled by two Celestial Masters, forced to abandon his fleshly body, and even with a Heaven and Earth Net laid across Jiangnan Province, in the end he still escaped alive.

Having evaded such a tribulation, this man will surely gain in strength; in days to come, he will be even harder to deal with.

"It truly is as he said: flowers raised in a greenhouse, no matter how splendid, are fit only to be fertilizer."

Such words, falling into the ears of Mao Baifeng, Xiao Changfeng and the other disciples, were especially piercing.

"Little An, take out your Magical Treasure."

Mao Xiaoyun’s voice sounded again, pulling everyone’s thoughts back.

An Wuyang took out a Dharma Seal from his bosom; forged of purple copper, faint thunder-fire patterns traced its surface, while on the base, tadpole-script seal characters were carved—ancient, simple, and mysterious.

This was An Wuyang’s Magical Treasure...

The Hidden Sword Seal!

An Wuyang walked to a spot a hundred meters before the ancient temple’s gate, before a stone platform. The stone’s surface was smooth as a mirror, as though it had been polished a myriad times; upon it lay two Residual Seals, namely the [Thunder City Demon-Catching Golden Seal] and the [Jingming Dongyang Seal]. Besides these, there were three other Magical Treasure Fragments lying to the side.

These were all materials An Wuyang had brought.

He very carefully placed his own [Hidden Sword Seal] upon the stone platform.

"This Magical Treasure of yours is not ordinary; it carries a shadow of Zhongnan Mountain’s [Spirit Official Seal]." Mao Xiaoyun stood within the temple, his gaze falling upon the stone platform.

The Spirit Official Seal was an Ancient Seal of Zhongnan Mountain; had it not once suffered a tribulation, it would long ago have ascended into the ranks of the [Cyan Feather Treasure].

"Senior, with your Dharma Eyes: this Dharma Seal of mine was founded upon the [Spirit Official Seal], and refined anew with reference to the Qiu Family’s secreted Great Seal Dharma Aspect."

At these words, even Mao Xiaoyun within the temple could not help but raise his brows; a name surfaced unbidden.

"The Innate Seal!"

One of the Nine Treasures, the [Innate Seal], had once fallen into the hands of the Qiu Family; for its sake the Qiu Family even created a wondrous Technique called Innate Skill.

An Wuyang’s Dharma Seal was founded upon this, just matching his [Taiyi Sword] in mutual complement.

"Zhongnan Mountain truly sets great hopes upon you; they must have paid an immense price." Mao Xiaoyun sighed.

The Qiu Family’s treasured Innate Seal Dharma Aspect is not something one can casually observe, much less use as a foundation to reforge a Magical Treasure.

Moreover, this time, to help An Wuyang temper the [Hidden Sword Seal], Zhongnan Mountain too paid a certain price.

From this one can see that this inheritor’s weight in Zhongnan Mountain is far from ordinary.

"I must ask Senior to make a move." An Wuyang bowed low.

"Then let us begin!"

As he spoke, Mao Xiaoyun turned, walked to the Divine Platform, and with a lift of his hand, opened the Jade Box enshrined above.

A Jade Seal appeared within everyone’s sight; in a daze, they heard the booming roar of Thunder, unending in their ears, vermilion clouds faintly piercing the heavens, incense surging like a tide.

That Jade Seal, the instant it appeared, caused all their Primordial Spirits to sense something strange; they only felt that where the Jade Seal lay was a haze of obscurity, profound and unfathomable.

"That is..."

"The Purple Sky Divine Command Jade Seal!" An Wuyang said in a taut voice.

The Dragon Tiger Mountain Seal is the finest mysterious Daoist Technique under heaven.

Eighty years ago, after the great tribulation of the Daoist Sect, this line of incense-flame withered and from then vanished from the Mortal World; the Dharma Seals once enshrined within the mountain gate either perished in the tribulation or concealed themselves in the Mortal World... now few remain in transmission.

The one Maoshan obtained is one of Dragon Tiger Mountain’s most important Dharma Seals, ranked eleventh in [Dragon Tiger Mountain’s Golden Volume of the Law Seals].

Though Zhongnan Mountain also preserves three Dragon and Tiger Seals, the most precious among them is only ranked twenty-eighth in [Dragon Tiger Mountain’s Golden Volume of the Law Seals].

"Purple Sky Divine Command..."