Xiuxian: I studied abroad in modern times

Chapter 574 Gathering Together, the True Name of the Supreme Treasure
Zheng Fa didn't expect himself to be so fast.

He was dragged into the cave by Jiu Yaotian. Golden and red lights flashed past his eyes like neon lights, and he couldn't tell which way was north, south, east, or west. He just kept his head down and kept moving forward.

First came a series of loud cawing sounds.

He looked up and saw a vast continent beneath his feet. The ground was dry and cracked, devoid of any vegetation, let alone people.

Strangely, a golden crow was flying high in the sky from west to east, flapping its wings and crying out.

No, not just one!
Looking into the distance, Zheng Fa saw eight more orbs of light beside the golden crow, and nine golden crows strung together in a row, sweeping across the land.

Behind them, thick black smoke billowed from the ground, but there was nothing on the ground to burn; only waves of heat churned in the void.

"Nine Luminaries Heaven..."

There really are nine suns here?

So, putting everything else aside, it's probably impossible for ordinary people to survive in this place.

But why is the direction in which the golden crow is flying opposite to Xuanwei's?
He was still observing, the wind whistling behind him, and several gazes felt like thorns in his back.

Zheng Fa turned his head and saw that the Golden-Winged Roc and the monk had also entered the Nine Luminaries Heaven. Behind them were eight Nascent Soul cultivators from the Lu Clan.

The group first glanced at the scorched earth beneath their feet, then stared intently at Zheng Fa with unfriendly expressions, or rather, with great apprehension.

It seems that his speed earlier aroused the vigilance of these ten people, and now that he has entered the Nine Luminaries Heaven, they have surrounded him.

"Shi Nandang!" The Lu Clan's Grand Elder spoke first, "You traitor, how dare you covet the Holy Ancestor's treasure?"

The other Lu tribesmen also looked angry.

It's clear they thought this treasure was theirs for the taking, but then the Golden-Winged Roc appeared, carrying Lu Yao's essence blood, and was able to enter the Nine Luminaries Heaven.

That's fine, but those two are too strong; they can't beat them.

As a result, Shi Nandang suddenly flew in as well.

They were at odds with Shi Nandang; it was a clash of old and new grudges.

Zheng Fa glanced at the eight Nascent Soul cultivators of the Lu Clan, but didn't care much. He was just very wary of the Golden-Winged Roc and the monk.

The Golden-Winged Roc was already very powerful, and the monk was even more unpredictable, which made Zheng Fa really uneasy.

The Golden-Winged Roc and the other man were also looking at him, their gazes slightly cold, suggesting they were also quite interested in eliminating a somewhat strange competitor.

“Outside, we wouldn’t even bother with you,” the Lu Clan’s Grand Elder continued, “but you’re so reckless and greedy, daring to enter the Nine Luminaries Heaven!”

Upon hearing this, Zheng Fa had no choice but to retort: ​​"It wasn't my idea."

"..."

"It insisted that I come in."

Not to mention the eight Nascent Soul cultivators from the Lu Clan, even the faces of the Golden-Winged Roc and his companion turned black.

The eight members of the Lu Clan subtly surrounded them. The Golden-Winged Roc and the monk, seemingly mindful of their status, remained standing in place, showing no intention of leaving.

It seems they intended for them to kill each other first, perhaps also to prevent Zheng Fa from escaping.

Seeing the two's movements, the smile on the Lu Clan's elder's face grew even colder: "We originally intended to clean house after we got out, but since you can't wait to die, we'll grant your wish."

Zheng Fa's expression was also somewhat solemn. He hadn't expected to be besieged as soon as he entered Jiuyaotian.

He was not afraid of death, as he believed that one breath could transform into three pure beings. However, if he died now, he would miss out on the secrets of the Nine Luminaries Heaven. More importantly, these people might obtain them instead.

With his mind racing, Zheng Fa made a decision: while the Golden-Winged Roc and the other man were off guard, he would kill these eight Lu clan members first. It seemed that Lu clan blood was required to obtain Lu Yao's treasure. As long as he killed these eight people, the others would naturally be out of luck with the treasure.

He secretly channeled his magic power, watching the eight members of the Lu clan approach. Just as he was about to make his move, a delicate cry came from afar:
"We have guests!" a young girl called out. "Qingfeng, we have guests!"

Zheng Fa and the others were taken aback and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

A towering mountain rises in the sky, its slopes filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, vibrant with color and lush greenery, teeming with life.

Compared to the scorched earth around it, this mountain can truly be described as a fairyland.

At the top of the mountain stands a grand temple, behind which, behind the bright yellow courtyard walls, are rows of halls with blue tiles and white walls.

A little girl with pigtails pushed open the courtyard gate, half her face hidden behind it. She looked at Zheng Fa and the others with excited eyes and hurriedly called out to her back, "Qingfeng, come quickly!"

"Where are the guests? Where are the guests?"

A boy rushed out of the courtyard gate, looked up at Zheng Fa and the others, and exclaimed, "There really are people here! Mingyue, open the gate, lest the master say we have neglected our distinguished guests!"

The girl named Mingyue had a round and lovely face, while Qingfeng was even more handsome. Although he was small in stature, he was clearly a man of talent. The two of them stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple, looking exactly like two immortal children.

Even the Golden-Winged Roc looked very wary.

They hadn't seen this sacred mountain before! Nor did they see any Taoist temples there!
The appearance of these two children is too strange.

This strange occurrence caused the Lu clan members to exchange glances and actually move a little further away from Zheng Fa, their expressions wary.

Qingfeng and Mingyue opened the door wide and stood on the left and right sides of the entrance, bowing to Zheng Fa and the others and saying, "Distinguished guests, please come in and we will serve you tea."

Zheng Fa thought for a moment and then flew towards the Taoist temple first.

This Taoist temple was certainly not a good place, and he hadn't forgotten that the Creation Demon Ancestor and the White Bone Demon Ancestor also lived in the Nine Luminaries Heaven.

However, fighting these Lu people is not a good strategy. We should at least gather more intelligence and figure out the secrets of the Nine Luminaries Heaven.

As soon as he moved, the ten Golden-Winged Rocs followed him and landed in front of the Taoist temple.

Qingfeng seemed oblivious to their differing thoughts. He bowed respectfully and said with a smile, "Master has been waiting for you distinguished guests. Please come in."

Zheng Fa smiled and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave."

Qingfeng and Mingyue led the way, taking one step and skipping the next.

Zheng Fa and his group followed behind, entering the Taoist temple and silently observing the scene inside.

Apart from their group, it was as if there was no one else in the temple, only tall grass and trees, and cool shade everywhere.

A peach tree grows in the front yard. Its branches are thick and strong, so thick that it would take four or five strong men to hug it. Its canopy is extremely wide, like a large dark green tent.

The ground was covered with lush grass and trees, which rustled against their calves.

These grasses grow extremely tall, and when Qingfeng and Mingyue walk ahead, they have to use their hands to brush the grass tips off their faces.

Seemingly a little embarrassed, Qingfeng explained, "It was Mingyue who was lazy and didn't take good care of the flowers and trees."

"That's because I didn't take care of it! I just cut it yesterday! And it's grown so much again today!"

Mingyue muttered to herself, her tone indignant.

Listening to the two men's conversation, Zheng Fa couldn't help but glance at the peach tree above his head, thinking to himself, "Is the vitality in this Taoist temple a little too strong?"

The group passed through the front courtyard, entered through another gate, and stepped across the bluestone-paved front yard before finally seeing the main hall.

"The master is waiting for you in the hall!"

Everyone looked towards the hall, but before they could see the main figure, they heard a laugh:
"Distinguished guests have come from afar; please forgive me for not welcoming you properly!"

Immediately afterwards, an old man dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe came out. His hair was tied in a bun, and he had three long strands of beard on his cheeks and chin. His hair and beard were as white as the long strands of the whisk in his hand.

His skin was like that of an infant, rosy and smooth, and he really looked like a highly accomplished Taoist master.

Behind the main hall, there was an incense burner. On each side of the incense burner, there were seven low tables, and on each table was a jade box.

Seemingly oblivious to the wariness on Zheng Fa and the others' faces, the old Taoist priest smiled and said.

"May I ask your name, esteemed guest?"

Zheng Fa thought for a moment and then said, "Mount Haori is difficult to withstand with its stones."

The other ten people also revealed their origins, and no one concealed anything. Only then did Zheng Fa learn that the monk from Leiyin Temple was named Bai Lian. After everyone finished speaking, the old Taoist priest remained smiling, as if waiting for someone.

The temple fell silent for a moment. The Golden-Winged Roc looked around impatiently.

After a while, a soft sigh was heard, and a woman's voice said, "I still couldn't hide it from fate."

After speaking, wisps of green smoke rose from the Lu Clan's Grand Elder, and from within the smoke, the Gu Goddess gracefully emerged.

Even the Golden-Winged Roc's expression faltered.

They never expected that the Lu Clan would have the Gu God as a trump card.

On the other hand, the word "creation" from the Gu God's mouth had a great impact on them—you, a demon ancestor, are acting so ethereal and otherworldly, aren't you obviously trying to trick people?

Seemingly sensing everyone's wariness, the Creation Demon Ancestor swept his whisk through the air and laughed, "The Demon Ancestor is dead as yesterday. Today, before our honored guest is the Creation Daoist."

Zheng Fa glanced at the Gu Goddess and saw the tense expression on her face, indicating disbelief. He immediately understood that the words of this person, Zaohua, were extremely unreliable.

The Creator seemed unconcerned whether others believed him or not, and simply continued, "We are still missing one old friend."

Zheng Fa looked into the hall. There were fourteen seats, plus the Creation Daoist himself, making thirteen already. As for the last one, it was probably—the White Bone Demon Ancestor.
Sure enough, a moment later, a gust of wind came from outside the mountain, and a dry voice came from the sky: "Fate, what do you want with me? Do you want another fight?"

Everyone looked up and saw a white skeleton shrouded in dark clouds, gazing down at them from mid-air.

"Fellow Daoist White Bone, why don't you come in for a chat?"

The White Bone Demon Ancestor remained motionless, seemingly quite wary of the Creation Daoist.

"Fellow Daoist Gu God is also here, along with several other guests. If I were to attack you, wouldn't it be a losing proposition?"

This makes a lot of sense.

To put it bluntly, everyone here is someone who aspires to possess Lu Yao's treasure, and they are all rivals to each other.

Everyone wants someone else to die.

The White Bone Demon Ancestor hesitated for a moment before descending from the clouds and standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple. Without entering, he coldly asked, "What business do you have with me?"

"What, Fellow Daoist White Bone, are you so afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?"

The White Bone Demon Ancestor snorted coldly, strode into the hall, and sat behind a low table.

The Daoist of Creation smiled, stretched out his arm toward Zheng Fa and the others, and said, "Please!"

Zheng Fa and the others also took their seats. Daoist Zaohua sat in the first seat on the left and called out, "Qingfeng and Mingyue, why haven't you served tea yet?"

"Yes!"

"What is it?" the White Bone Demon Ancestor asked impatiently.

"Fellow Daoist White Bone, you are still so impatient." Daoist Creation shook his head. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he had no choice but to say, "I invited you all here for only one purpose: to ask you to stop fighting."

Should the fighting cease?

Even Zheng Fa didn't expect this. Fate didn't favor the Demon Ancestor. He reformed and became a civil servant, working in the neighborhood committee.

"What a joke! You'd only listen to me if you gave me the treasures left behind by the Primitive Ones!"

The White Bone Demon Ancestor sneered.

The others also looked indifferent.

"We all have close ties with Fellow Daoist Lu Yao; in a way, we're family." Despite being mocked by the White Bone Demon Ancestor, the Creation Daoist remained unperturbed, smiling as he said, "Why must we draw our swords against each other?"

There is some truth to this statement.

Apart from the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor, the Demon Ancestors are probably all cultivators of the Dharma Body Technique. These three are probably Lu Yao's loyal followers, otherwise they wouldn't have stayed in the Nine Luminaries Heaven.

The Lu people need not be mentioned.

The white lotus monk from Leiyin Temple seems to be Lu Yao's personal disciple.

This golden-winged roc is probably inextricably linked to Lu Yao's past life as the demon emperor.

As for himself, he looked at the Holy Blood Seal in his hand and confirmed that he was of impeccable lineage!

But the Grand Elder of the Lu Clan didn't seem to think so. He sneered, "This Shi Nandan is a traitor of Haori Mountain. Who is he family with?"

"What is this mere internal strife at Haori Mountain compared to Fellow Daoist Lu Yao's grand undertaking?" Daoist Creation laughed. "Fellow Daoist Lu Yao invited us in precisely to gather everyone's strength to search for the ultimate treasure."

The Golden-Winged Roc suddenly spoke up: "I only know that there are supreme treasures in the Nine Luminaries Heaven, but weren't they left behind by the Demon Emperor? Why do we need to come and find them?"

“It was left behind by Fellow Daoist Lu Yao, but... he couldn’t find it back then either, and he was still searching for it.”

"..."

No one understood what he said.

Then the Creator Daoist spoke up: "Do you know where this Nine Luminaries Heaven comes from?"

"The sacred site of the Primordial Ancestor".

"It is his training ground, but the Nine Luminaries Heaven was not originally created."

Does it sound a bit like Jiushanjie?

"Nine Luminaries Heaven was originally a fragment of the ancient immortal realm."

...The Nine Mountains Realm is no longer worthy.

"The Ancient Immortal Realm?" the White Bone Demon Ancestor asked. "What Ancient Immortal Realm?"

It's clear that although they are both Demon Ancestors, the Creation Demon Ancestor knows far more than the others.

"The first era before the second era was actually the Xuanwei Realm, which was not what it is now. However, the ancient immortal realm was destroyed in a great calamity," said the Creation Demon Ancestor. "The current Xuanwei is too small."

This is true.

A sudden realization dawned on Zheng Fa, and he asked, "So that's why the word 'micro' was used?"

The Daoist of Creation smiled and said, "That's right. Compared to the ancient immortal realm, this Xuanwei is truly like a speck of dust."

So, the first person to call out the name Xuanwei probably also had some knowledge of the First Era.

"What does this have to do with the Holy Ancestor's legacy?" asked the Lu Clan's Grand Elder.

“The Nine Luminaries Heaven is the location of the ancient Fusang Tree. It was protected by the Fusang Tree when the ancient world was destroyed and survived. Therefore, this place contains many ancient secrets, which even Fellow Daoist Lu Yao could not obtain back then,” the Creation Daoist explained. “He was also severely injured by the Heavenly River and had no choice but to leave the Nine Luminaries Heaven at Haori Mountain.”

Zheng Fa listened, secretly pondering the connection—so it seems that what was left in the Nine Luminaries Heaven was indeed related to the Fusang Tree, and something that Lu Yao wanted but couldn't obtain.

Everyone here has a very close relationship with Lu Yao; in fact, it could be said that Lu Yao has a strong control over them, which is why they are here to search for treasure.

To put it bluntly, is it that Lu Yao himself hasn't given up yet? But why doesn't he come himself?

One problem after another is solved, but another one reappears. But the most important problem is this one.

What is it that Lu Yao can't forget?
"What exactly is this treasure in the Nine Luminaries Heaven?"

The White Bone Demon Ancestor asked.

"I don't know the specifics. I only know a name, a name that Fellow Daoist Lu Yao told me."

"what?"

"Primordial Purple Qi".

What the hell?!

(End of this chapter)