Pure Yang!

Chapter 526 Eighth Master and the Innate Seal! Finally Meeting

At the foot of Changbai Mountain, snow and wind swirled everywhere.

The leaden sky seemed about to collapse at any moment, and the biting north wind swept up billions of fragments of jade, roaring like a primordial beast, turning this world into a desolate realm ruled only by ice and death.

"Wow..."

Just then, a sharp cry, capable of piercing gold and splitting rocks, and enough to shatter eardrums, suddenly resounded, like a divine spear from ancient times, abruptly tearing through the roar of wind and snow, shooting out from the depths of the mountains covered in white.

King Hofa stood in the wind and snow, looking up, and saw a huge black shadow had broken through the thick snow curtain and arrived from the sky.

It was a giant bird, its entire body covered in pure white feathers that looked as if they had been sculpted from ice and snow, with only the tips of its wings and its beak and claws faintly shimmering with a metallic sheen.

Its size far exceeded that of ordinary golden eagles. When its wings were spread, they resembled clouds hanging from the sky, casting shadows that instantly covered a large area of ​​snowfield. Each time its wings fluttered, it created layers of visible vortexes of demonic energy. The fierce winds around it, capable of tearing steel, crashed into these vortexes of demonic energy, yet they were like mud oxen sinking into the sea, unable to shake them in the slightest. Instead, they only added to its power.

Rumble…

As soon as it appeared, an immense and terrifying pressure spread out.

That terrifying pressure, like a snowfield stretching across the sky, crashed down upon King Huo. In an instant, the aura of a Celestial Master soared into the sky and collided with it.

Rumble…

Two completely different weather phenomena collided, and terrifying shockwaves surged like tidal waves, soaring straight into the heavens, as if splitting the world, the mountains and rivers, and the snow and wind in two.
In an instant, all the wind and clouds ceased!

The swirling snowflakes seemed frozen in mid-air by an invisible force, hovering there, flickering and dying, no longer daring to fall freely.
The howling wind abruptly ceased, and the world fell into a chilling, almost vacuum-like silence.

call……

Suddenly, the chilling and domineering pressure dissipated like a tide, and the aura of the Celestial Master also subsided.

As one thing diminishes by an inch, another by a fraction; in the end, all returns to silence.

King Huofa remained standing there, looking up at the white-feathered golden eagle hovering in the air. Its cold golden pupils were like two shrunken suns, indifferently looking down at the people below. The demonic aura emanating from its body was as deep as the ocean, and its terrifying aura and pressure were in no way inferior to that of the Celestial Master!

"Zuo Shandiao, it's been a long time," Huo Fawang chuckled.

"Don't call him Ji, just call him Eighth... Eighth Master is Eighth Master. He hated being called by his full name and title the most..."

Zuo Shandiao's voice was like the clash of metal and stone, almost piercing through the wind and snow, carrying a piercing heaviness.

"Please convey my message, Brother Eagle," King Huofa whispered.

Even as the current Celestial Master and the deputy abbot of Baihe Temple, he had to be polite at this moment.

The reason is that the Changbai Mountain Secret Realm is one of the top secret realms in the world, with countless demons and ghosts and numerous experts. The golden eagle demon in front of him is no less powerful than him.

Not to mention, there are dangers hidden in these mountains that even he finds daunting and terrifying.

In this world, only that Master Ji can come and go freely, as if he were the master of this ancient sacred mountain.

"King Huo, you should leave. Eighth Master will not see you." Zuo Shandiao stood suspended in mid-air, looking at him indifferently.

"You should know that when the Southern Zhang clan was destroyed, Eighth Master said that he would never see his old friends again."

Upon hearing this, King Huo frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "But I brought President Jiang with me..."

“What the master wants, I know perfectly well.” Zuo Shandiao sneered, interrupting Huo Fawang before he could finish speaking.

"Eighth Master said he wants the [Innate Seal], but it's not with him."

As he spoke, Zuo Shandiao narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a mocking expression that was just like that of a human.

"Second Master's son has entered the Ailao Mountains; he's probably going to find that [First Sacred Seed], right?!"

Upon hearing this, King Hofa remained silent, but his face twitched suddenly.

After the death of a cultivator of the Divine Demon Holy Embryo, the immortal substance left behind becomes the Holy Seed.

The so-called first sacred seed is only because the cultivator of the divine and demonic sacred embryo had already comprehended the Pure Yang Limitless Realm during his lifetime.

"Second Master's brat, how many times has he survived the dead of night? If he refines that sacred seed, he will truly be immortal..."

"Heh heh, is the old man in a hurry? Is he going to search for the [Innate Seal] to wipe them all out?" Zuo Shandiao sneered.

"Brother Diao's words are rather harsh," King Huofa said in a deep voice.

"Heh heh, the words are harsher than the actions," Zuo Shandiao said calmly. "King Huo, go back and tell your master..."

"Back then, Second Master and Eighth Master did search for the [Innate Seal], but they didn't find it."

"You can go back and report now."

King Huo hesitated, glancing at the mountain eagle suspended in mid-air, then looking down at the snow-covered Changbai Mountain.

He knew that he would never see that Eighth Master again today, no matter what.

"What? Without the [Innate Seal], you can't control Second Master's brat anymore?"

Zuo Shandiao's voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of lingering satisfaction.

"That's right. His [Divine Demon Holy Embryo] has reached its peak. Even if he's not invincible in this world, it's not so easy to kill him."

"Hehe, if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze... Did the old man have a moment of weakness back then? He ended up raising a tiger to cause trouble."

"Zuo Shandiao!"

Veins bulged on King Hofa's forehead. He could no longer bear to listen and let out a sharp, startling roar that drowned out the swirling snow.

"Don't think that you can't suppress the Great Spirit King just because you've lost the Innate Seal!"

"Oh? You're quite the big shot, aren't you? You really do have extraordinary abilities." Zuo Shandiao sneered, "Then I'll wait and see."

"Fine, just wait and see," King Hofa said coldly.

Of course, he had other options. Counting the days, that man's son was almost at the Changbai Mountain area. As long as he captured him, he wouldn't have to worry about the Great Spirit Sect King being hesitant to act.

With this in mind, King Huo looked up and gave Zuo Shandiao a deep look before turning to leave.

"King Horphn..."

Just then, Zuo Shandiao flapped his wings and suddenly spoke, stopping him.

"What else?"

King Hofa stopped, turned around, and asked.

"Since you've come from afar, I'm sending you a message," Zuo Shandiao sneered.

"What?" King Hofa asked instinctively.

"Third Master..."

"Still alive!"

Zuo Shandiao's eyes were almost slits as he stared intently at Huo Fawang, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Dragon King!?" King Huo's expression changed slightly upon hearing this.

Just five words were enough to make this master of the Celestial Master realm lose his composure.

In an instant, King Huofa's expression returned to normal, and he took a deep look at the mountain eagle that was floating in the air.

"That's really good news!"

Before he finished speaking, King Hofa turned and left, disappearing into the endless snowstorm.

"Pah... What a load of rubbish!"

Zuo Shandiao looked in the direction where Huo Fawang had gone, spat out a mouthful of saliva, and deep disgust welled up in his dark golden eyes.

……

The moonlight floats in the sky, a large moon hangs high in the air.

A hazy mist drifted across the sky, making the village appear as still as a stagnant pool.

In the middle of the night, a rustling sound suddenly came from the low house in the side courtyard. Wang Tao, who was guarding outside the door, became alert and subconsciously looked up.

The door opened, and a figure stood there, his shadow stretched long in the eerie moonlight.

"Sect Master!?"

Wang Tao looked at the familiar face, but felt a sense of unfamiliarity. His gaze swept over it and landed on the coffin in the low house, where a figure was lying.

At a glance, Wang Tao's gaze suddenly narrowed; the figure's face was exactly the same as Zhang Fan's, practically identical.

"Sect Master, you've changed..." "The primordial spirit is the root of life, and the physical body is the foundation of life..." Zhang Fan murmured.

"At this last minute, I can't afford to make a fool of myself."

When a cultivator awakens their primordial spirit, they can possess the body of an ordinary person. However, the rejection reaction varies depending on the object of possession.

At the mere Qi cultivation level, one can barely separate their primordial spirit from their body. Even if they manage to seize another body by chance, they will basically be obliterated by the original owner's body and primordial spirit.

It's like foreign bacteria; the original owner's body and innate spirit have their own immune function, which can be considered as protection given to ordinary people by heaven.

As the primordial spirit cultivates and grows stronger, its resistance to this immunity also becomes stronger.

At the level of a sorcerer, the success rate of possessing an ordinary person's body is about 30%.

At the Xuan Master level, the success rate of possessing an ordinary person's body is about 50%.

At the Spirit Realm, the success rate of possessing an ordinary person's body is about 70%.

At the high level of cultivation, the success rate of possessing an ordinary person's body exceeds 90%, but it is still subject to interference from the original owner's memories and emotional residue.

Only those at the Great Master level, whose primordial spirit shines with inherent light, are completely unaffected. However, they still need to adapt to and integrate with their new bodies. Some people may even need to spend several years, or even more than ten years, to achieve the same level of compatibility with their original bodies.

As for the Zhai Shou realm, where life cultivation is perfected, even if one successfully seizes another body, the new body cannot be as powerful as the original. Even if the compatibility is extremely high, the cultivation level will be greatly reduced.

Just like Zhao Jiexuan's physical body, even though it was highly compatible with Zhang Fan's primordial spirit and almost indistinguishable from the original body, once the primordial spirit took over, this body still had to be cultivated again. The primordial light descended like true fire, and the essence of the flesh and blood had to be reversed and reforged.

Even so, he only managed to cultivate one inner core and reach the first stage of cultivation.

If it were someone else, they could probably only maintain the Great Master level at most.

This is the value of a body with a very high degree of suitability.

For this reason, Taoist practitioners will never attempt to possess another's body for rebirth unless absolutely necessary. The cost is too high, the risk is too great, and the time and effort required to start over are unimaginable.

"One transformation of the inner core is barely enough," Zhang Fan sighed softly.

Zhao Jiexuan's body originally belonged to the [Evil God]. After he returned to Yujing, he was raised by the Xiong family. Therefore, after possessing the body, he did not spend much effort to improve his life cultivation level.

However, the first transformation of the inner core is already the limit. To reach the original body's [sixth transformation of the inner core] realm, one needs to hone one's skills, spend a lot of time and energy, and even use rare and precious treasures and elixirs. It would take at least five years to achieve any success.

"Sect Leader, your face..."

Wang Tao pointed and felt that this face was exactly the same as Zhang Fan's, with only subtle differences. If it weren't for a close friend, it would be difficult to tell them apart.

"The original skin looks better," Zhang Fan chuckled.

At the level of fasting and enlightenment, one's life force is greatly perfected, and even the body's neurohormones can be controlled, so adjusting changes in bones and skin is naturally a piece of cake.

"Take my body with you and go separately," Zhang Fan instructed.

"Separate?" Wang Tao was taken aback.

“Yes, let’s split up. I’ll give you an address, and we’ll meet there,” Zhang Fan instructed.

"Sect Master, aren't you afraid I'll touch your body..." Wang Tao hesitated, then stopped himself.

He knew, of course, how much trust Zhang Fan placed in him by entrusting himself to him.

"If you dare to lay a hand on my body, you're dead." Zhang Fan grinned, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Senior, you want to know just how weird I am, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Tao suddenly shuddered. Looking at that faint smile, he couldn't help but recall Zhang Fan's actions along the way.

"Sect Master... Sect Master, rest assured, even if it costs me my life, I will protect you." Wang Tao said through gritted teeth.

Facing Zhang Fan at this moment, he dared not have the slightest disloyalty.

"It's getting late."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan turned and walked into the low house, picked up "himself" lying inside, and left.

Upon arriving at the front yard, the old man wearing a black hat was turning over the soil. He merely raised his eyelids slightly when he saw Zhang Fan and the other person come out, without saying a word.

"Grandpa, we're leaving," Zhang Fan called out, but the other person didn't respond at all.

"Let's go."

Zhang Fan whispered and walked straight out of the courtyard, making a lasting note of this kindness.

"This old man is very strange," Wang Tao murmured.

“He was originally a disciple of Maoshan, but he broke the precepts in his early years and was expelled from the sect, and was forbidden from entering the pass for life,” Zhang Fan said softly.

He heard these things from Fang Changle.

An ordinary person's life is full of ups and downs, and countless stories are hidden within it, let alone someone like this.
For each individual, they are the protagonist of their own life.

Even now, in his old age and with time relentlessly passing, his past, his wanderings, his life and death, his good and evil... all conceal a brilliance and darkness unseen by the world.

Light and darkness intertwine.

Gods and demons coexist.

This is what human beings are like!

mortal!

Ordinary, yet extraordinary!
"We are all mortals, but we should not look down on any mortal."

Zhang Fan turned around and took a deep look at the courtyard that was gradually receding into the distance, silently remembering the kindness of the old man he had only met once.

Rumble…

Outside Liangcangtun late at night, the roar of cars echoed through the wind and snow. Zhang Fan watched Wang Tao ride away in a cloud of dust. The world was vast, and once again he was all alone.

It's like that endless path of cultivation, from beginning to end, and those who have walked it along the way are not just temporary companions.

From beginning to end, there was only one person.

call……

Amidst the swirling snow, Zhang Fan walked alone on the road.

After an unknown amount of time, as the night drew to a close, a ray of dawn appeared in the east, breaking through the long, lonely silence and revealing the bright light of day.

Rumble…

Just then, the roar of a car engine came from afar. Zhang Fan looked up and saw a white Jeep speeding towards him, arriving in the blink of an eye.

"Um!?"

Zhang Fan became alert and retreated to the side of the road. However, the car slowed down and eventually stopped right in front of him.

Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow and saw the car door open, from which stepped a tall, fair-skinned beauty.

“Zhang Fan!?” The newcomer looked at him and spoke.

"Who are you?" Zhang Fan asked in a deep voice.

"You have a good temperament; you remain calm and composed even when you're in a storm." The woman spoke softly, her bright eyes scanning Zhang Fan up and down. She slowly said, "My name is Jiang Sui. I spoke to you on the phone when you were in Yujing."

"Nature Research Institute!?" Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say, "Your surname is Jiang? The owner of the number I have saved in my phone should have the surname Li."

The cell phone left behind by Zhang Lingzong had a number stored with the character "Li".

“Our dean’s surname is Li, that number belongs to him, and I am his assistant,” Jiang Sui whispered.

"How did you find me?" Zhang Fan asked.

“That phone was originally a GPS tracker,” Jiang Sui said calmly.

Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat. That Nokia phone had broken back when they were on the Yujing Riverbank, but he had always kept it with him.

"Your father left you with the only chance to save his own life," Jiang Sui said calmly.

"Do you know my father?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

“I don’t know him, but…” Jiang Sui shook her head, but her gaze toward Zhang Fan revealed an unusual meaning.

"I know your mother!"

(End of this chapter)