Chapter 500 - 441: Xuan Yang’s Supreme Treasure

Chapter 500: Chapter 441: Xuan Yang’s Supreme Treasure

’That must include the other Princes, and maybe even Yan Shao’an and Liang Yuan Kang.’

"Then what does Sect Leader Li plan to do?"

Shi Yan sighed softly. "I’ve heard the new Emperor has been searching in secret, but he’s found nothing. He’s not looking for Emperor Yuanding simply to tie up loose ends, though. It’s because Emperor Yuanding took something extremely important with him."

"What is it?"

Bai Yuan’s interest was immediately piqued.

Shi Yan said, "The Heirloom Seal of the Realm."

Bai Yuan’s pupils widened.

The Heirloom Seal of the Realm...

That name carried immense weight. Among all the treasures of the Li Royal Race, aside from the never-before-seen Nine Heavens Profound Soldiers, the Heirloom Seal of the Realm was paramount.

"The Heirloom Seal of the Realm was an artifact from the previous dynasty. However, according to the records of the Dragon Tiger Sect, this item predates even the last dynasty. It was later obtained by the Grand Ancestor Emperor Xuanyang and is a treasure capable of gathering the world’s qi luck."

Bai Yuan stroked his chin.

’Gathering qi luck... No wonder the new Emperor is so fixated on the Heirloom Seal of the Realm.’

Right now, all the factions were embroiled in a chaotic war. In the end, weren’t they all just fighting for qi luck? Whichever faction had the most qi luck was the most likely to come out on top.

A single Heirloom Seal of the Realm might have the power to turn the tide of the war.

’What a filial son he is...’

’The Third Prince, Li Wei, is truly determined to hunt down his adoptive father, squeezing every last drop of value from him.’

’Still, for Li Chengyuan to escape an encirclement of so many Divine Communication Powerhouses is truly impressive. It just goes to show how difficult it is to kill someone at that level.’

Shi Yan said, "You carry a qi luck seed, so you should feel a resonance if you get near the Heirloom Seal of the Realm. Keep an eye out."

"Alright."

Bai Yuan nodded.

However, he didn’t take it too seriously. Although a qi luck seed was precious, the Xuankong Temple and the Li Royal Race surely had them too, and yet they had searched for so long without ever finding it.

Shi Yan said, "I’ve delivered my message, so I won’t stay any longer. Ah Yuan, remember to come to Dragon Tiger Mountain for tea when you have time. Master and Martial Uncle often mention you."

Bai Yuan cupped his fist. "I definitely will."

With that, Shi Yan waved his sleeve, and the barrier dissipated.

Then, with a graceful leap, he landed steadily on the shore.

Watching Shi Yan leave, the Old Patriarch, Qiu Yang, and the others finally gathered around.

They consciously chose not to ask about the content of the conversation. Since Bai Yuan hadn’t let them listen, it naturally meant they weren’t qualified to know yet.

The Old Patriarch asked, "Is that the Junior Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

Qiu Yang nodded. "That’s him. Such refined skill."

The Old Patriarch was filled with emotion.

He had lived in the great mountains of the Southern Border for many years. As a Mingxin Grandmaster, his strength was certainly not weak. But after seeing Shi Yan of the Dragon Tiger Sect today, he finally understood just how vast the gap was between Demon Hunters and the Xuan Yang Sect.

Shi Yan, a junior not even a hundred years old, was so formidable. He sighed, acknowledging his own inferiority.

Bai Yuan said, "Old Patriarch, there’s no need to belittle yourself. Our Demon Hunter race will surely have its day of glory."

Hearing Bai Yuan’s words, the Old Patriarch was visibly moved.

He was right!

’Shi Yan is strong, but compared to our new Patriarch, he still seems to be lacking. By that logic, doesn’t that mean the Demon Hunters are stronger than the Dragon Tiger Sect?’

’Looked at that way, the future was indeed full of promise.’

The Old Patriarch suddenly felt what a glorious thing it was to follow Bai Yuan north.

As for leaving their homeland, that mattered even less.

Tracing back tens of thousands of years, this entire world was the hunting ground of the Demon Hunters. The Three Sects Ancestors hadn’t even been born yet. Even a few thousand years ago, Demon Hunters were spread across both the north and south. It was only later, when the Demon Sect arrived in the Northern Plains, that the Demon Hunters gradually moved to the Southern Border.

Therefore, the Southern Border was not the true Ancestral Land of the Demon Hunters.

The Central Plains were.

He was even starting to look forward to the day the Demon Hunters could return to the Central Plains.

That scene would surely be magnificent.

...

The Cao Bang’s large ship sailed smoothly, encountering no incidents in Jiangzhou.

This was also within Bai Yuan’s expectations.

They had now entered the territory of Lu State.

According to Qiu Yang, the Cao Bang Leader was already waiting in Yanzhou City, hoping to meet with him.

Bai Yuan was in his cabin, examining the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow.

The bow truly made one unable to put it down. But if one were to say what was unique about the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, it seemed that aside from being exceptionally tough, it had no other advantages.

The reason it could produce such terrifying destructive power was entirely because Bai Yuan’s own strength was great enough that he could use the bow to turn a single-target skill into an area-of-effect attack.

Of course, in this world, this bow was likely the only one that could withstand Bai Yuan’s power.

Among Grandmasters above the Profound Sun Bright Heart realm, many used swords, sabers, or fists, but archers were extremely rare.

On one hand, the physical bodies of these Grandmasters were already comparable to Divine Iron. Bows and arrows, devastating weapons in the mortal stages, became a hindrance after one’s martial arts became profound.

Therefore, Xuan Yang had not produced a Grandmaster who used a bow in a thousand years.

But Bai Yuan, who possessed the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, could.

His close-combat abilities were already extremely strong. However, limited by the methods of a pure Martial Artist, his ranged attack capabilities were far inferior to those of the powerhouses from the three sects. But now, with the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, he could perfectly compensate for this weakness.

In fact, Big Beard’s situation was similar to his.

Just like when they encountered Mr. Yuan at the Cang Lake Shore, even though Big Beard’s strength was unrivaled, he couldn’t harm Mr. Yuan in the slightest. He was too cumbersome.

’So, the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow’s ability to project one’s strength beyond the physical body... wasn’t that its greatest feature?’

But then, another thought gave Bai Yuan a headache.

The Sun-Shooting Divine Bow was great, but it seemed Ancestor Zhe Yi had only left behind the bow, with no arrows at all.

This was very awkward.

’I guess I’ll have to find Tang Tie and see if he can forge arrows that the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow can use.’

’Without arrows, it can only be used to clear out cannon fodder, which would be a bit of a waste.’

Just as Bai Yuan was lost in thought, a commotion suddenly erupted outside his door.

Then he heard Qiu Yang’s voice, "Patriarch Fang, for what reason have you come aboard my Cao Bang’s ship?"

Bai Yuan pushed open the door and saw Patriarch Fang standing on the deck. Boarding alongside him was Fang Yan, whom Bai Yuan knew.

Seeing Bai Yuan appear, Fang Yan said joyfully, "Little Brother Bai, are Wan’Er and the others alright?"

Bai Yuan first said to Qiu Yang, "Brother Qiu, these are my friends."

Only then did he turn to Fang Yan. "Everything is fine."

Hearing Bai Yuan’s reply, Fang Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you for your help, Little Brother Bai. The Fang Family is endlessly grateful."

Bai Yuan waved his hand. "Brother Lu and I are old friends. When a brother falls on hard times, it’s only natural to help."

Fang Yan said, "It’s for the best that she left. Jiangnan is too chaotic, and the Fang Family can’t protect her."

As he spoke, a bitter expression appeared on Fang Yan’s face.

Although the Fang Family’s strength was decent, they were still far inferior to the major sects and great clans. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been forced by the Yan Family to the point of a father and daughter having to sever their relationship.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan couldn’t help but glance at Patriarch Fang, Fang Qing, who stood beside him.

Fang Qing, who had been silent all this time, slowly spoke, "Lord Bai, my young daughter... Fang Wan. I’ll have to trouble you to take good care of her from now on."

He originally wanted to say "my young daughter," but when he remembered that Fang Wan had already severed ties with the Fang Family, he had to change his form of address.

Bai Yuan replied, "Uncle, please rest assured. Once things have calmed down in a while, I will send Sister Fang back to Lu State."

"You’ve gone to great trouble, Lord Bai."

A moment ago, when Fang Yan was asking about Fang Wan’s situation, although Fang Qing had said nothing, the concern in his eyes was impossible to hide.

’For the head of a family to still care so much for his children... that’s a rare thing.’ Bai Yuan felt a great deal of goodwill toward him.

Among the great clans of Xuan Yang, being the child of a patriarch was often not a good thing. From the moment they were born, they were destined to become bargaining chips for the family’s interests. A father and daughter with a bond like the Fangs’ were truly few and far between.

If it were any other family, they would have likely sent their daughter to the Yan Family long ago to avoid bringing disaster upon their own clan.

In truth, Patriarch Fang didn’t need to come today, but Fang Qing came anyway, perhaps just to confirm that his daughter was doing well.

That was why he chose not to show himself in Lu State City, but instead boarded the ship midway in a private capacity.

After speaking, Fang Qing led Fang Yan off the Cao Bang’s merchant ship.

They disappeared into the mountain forest beside the canal.

Such is the burden of a parent’s heart.