Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

Fu Shaoping handed over the jade slip fragment: "Master, this item was obtained from the poisonous dragon, and I don't know its origin. It only happened during that critical moment when it suddenly resonated with my Azure Frost Sword."

Nangong Xuan took the jade slip fragment and infused it with a wisp of true energy. The runes on the fragment lit up, projecting a blurry map, indistinctly revealing the outline of a cave deep within Qingya Mountain.

"This map," Nangong Xuan said solemnly, "points to the ancient ruins deep within Qingya Mountain. It seems the Blood Fiend Sect is also after these ruins."

"Then we must find the ruins before them!" Nangong Wan said urgently.

Nangong Xuan shook his head: "Shaoping's injuries haven't healed yet; it's too dangerous for him to go rashly. Besides," he looked out the window, "the Blood Fiend Sect will never let this go easily; we need time to prepare."

Just then, a disciple rushed in: "Sect Leader, something terrible has happened! Fu Shaoping's injuries have worsened!"

Everyone rushed to Fu Shaoping's residence. They found him lying on the bed, his body covered in a strange black and red pattern, with the Qing Shuang sword beside him, its blade trembling constantly.

"This is the backlash from the Blood Fiend Demon Art!" Nangong Xuan's expression changed drastically. "Although he dodged the woman in the blood-robed robe's attack, the residual poison has already seeped into his body. If it isn't cleared away in time, his life will be in danger!"

The alchemy elder attempted to channel spiritual energy to detoxify him, but it was reflected back by the black and red patterns. Nangong Wan's Purple Lightning Sword hummed, but he dared not act rashly, fearing it would worsen his injuries.

"Father, what should we do?" Nangong Wan asked anxiously.

Nangong Xuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked at the Azure Frost Sword in Fu Shaoping's hand: "Shaoping's sword spirit has awakened; perhaps... we can use its power to purify the poison."

"But Master, Shaoping is currently unconscious. How can we control the sword spirit?" Nangong Wan asked worriedly.

Nangong Xuan's gaze was resolute: "I will communicate with the sword spirit, attempting to awaken its will. You will protect him!"

Nangong Xuan sat cross-legged before Fu Shaoping's bed, his hands forming a mudra, chanting an ancient incantation. The runes on the Azure Frost Sword gradually lit up, and a blue halo enveloped Fu Shaoping's entire body.

Time ticked by, but Fu Shaoping's injuries showed no improvement. Just as everyone was about to despair, Fu Shaoping suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of blue light flashing within them.

“Master, I see it,” he said weakly, “the sword spirit. It’s guiding me.”

Nangong Xuan was overjoyed: "Shaoping, you can speak now? How do you feel?"

Fu Shaoping struggled to sit up, and the Azure Frost Sword flew into his hand automatically: "Master, the sword spirit told me that although this poison is strange, it is not incurable. It needs... it needs a special kind of flame to purify it."

"What flame?" Nangong Xuan asked anxiously.

Fu Shaoping shook his head: "The sword spirit only said that the flame is called 'Profound Yang True Fire,' a divine fire used in ancient times specifically to purify evil poisons. It's probably hard to find in the world now."

Everyone fell into deep thought. Just then, the alchemy elder suddenly remembered something: "Sect Leader, the Xuan Yang True Fire is said to have been mastered by the founder of the Xuan Tian Sect. Perhaps there are records of it in the sect's secret treasury!"

Nangong Xuan immediately ordered, "Take Shaoping to the secret vault, and prepare the Purple Gold Pill to stabilize his injuries!"

The Xuantian Sect's secret vault is located deep within the mountain, perpetually protected by an array. Nangong Xuan personally activated the array, leading everyone inside. The vault is filled with mountains of ancient texts, exuding an aura of antiquity.

The alchemy elder quickly searched through ancient texts and finally found a record of the Profound Yang True Fire in a tattered ancient book: "The Profound Yang True Fire is an ancient divine fire, requiring the True Essence of the Sun as a catalyst, combined with nine kinds of rare and precious materials to be refined. Currently, only a wisp of it may remain in the 'True Sun Cave' deep within Qingya Mountain."

"Qingya Mountain!" Nangong Wan exclaimed, "Isn't that the place the Blood Fiend Sect is also heading to?"

Nangong Xuan's expression was grave: "It seems our struggle with the Blood Fiend Sect will ultimately return to square one. Shaoping, your injuries haven't healed; this journey is far too dangerous."

Fu Shaoping stood up resolutely, the Azure Frost Sword humming in his hand: "Master, that's precisely why I must go. I won't have peace until this poison is eradicated. Besides," he looked at Nangong Wan, "...Wan-mei is also in danger; how can I stand idly by?"

Nangong Xuan gave him a deep look, and finally nodded: "Alright, I'll go with you. Nangong Wan will stay behind to oversee sect affairs and prepare for a possible attack from the Blood Fiend Sect."

Thus, a new journey concerning life and death is about to begin. Will Fu Shaoping be able to find the Profound Yang True Fire deep within Qingya Mountain to purify the toxins? How will the Blood Fiend Sect deal with the Xuan Tian Sect's counterattack? And what secrets are hidden within that ancient ruin?
All the mysteries will be revealed in the mist of Qingya Mountain.
Chapter 4: Profound Yang True Fire

Deep within Qingya Mountain, shrouded in mist and swirling with a chilling wind, Fu Shaoping and Nangong Xuan stood before a secluded cliff. The sight before them was breathtaking—the massive mountain seemed to have been cleaved open by a sharp blade, revealing a pitch-black cave entrance. Ancient runes were carved into the surrounding rock walls, emitting a faint red glow.

"Is this the true acupoint of the temple?" Fu Shaoping stared at the entrance of the cave, feeling the scorching heat emanating from within.

Nangong Xuan nodded: "Ancient records state that the Taiyang True Cave is a natural cave formed by the eruption of the sun's true fire in ancient times. Over the past million years, the fire has gradually weakened, but remnants of true fire still remain. However," he looked at the strange runes around the cave entrance, "these sealing runes are not simple; it seems someone deliberately set up a restriction here."

Fu Shaoping carefully examined the runes: "These runes are similar to the patterns on the stone platform guarded by the poisonous dragon. It seems the Blood Fiend Sect has already been here."

"Not good!" Nangong Xuan's expression suddenly changed. "They may have gotten there first! Shaoping, prepare for battle!"

Just as the two were about to rush into the cave, a fierce fight and shrill screams suddenly came from inside. Fu Shaoping drew his Qing Shuang sword, and Nangong Xuan flicked his whisk, and the two quickly rushed into the cave.

The scene inside the cave was horrifying—dozens of Black Wind Sect disciples lay dead on the ground, their blood congealed, and the air reeked of blood. Deep within the cave, a blood-red figure was locked in fierce combat with an old man with white hair.

"It's the woman in the blood-red robe!" Nangong Xuan recognized the Blood Fiend Sect expert.

The woman in the blood-red robe also noticed the two of them. A cruel smile appeared on her lips: "You've come at the perfect time!" She suddenly released her fight with the white-haired old man, turned around and pounced on Fu Shaoping, her blood-red robe billowing like waves.

Nangong Xuan flicked his whisk, blocking Fu Shaoping's path: "Shaoping, be careful of her Blood Fiend Demon Art!" Fu Shaoping's Azure Frost Sword hummed, runes on its blade lighting up. Just as the woman in the blood-red robe was about to reach him, the Azure Frost Sword suddenly erupted with a blinding azure light, its sword energy sweeping out like a dragon!

Caught off guard, the woman in the blood-red robe was struck in the chest by the sword energy, sending her flying backward and crashing into the rock wall. Strangely, however, the flesh at her wound began to writhe and heal completely in a short time.

"It's useless!" The woman in the blood-red robe licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes glowing even brighter with red light. "Within my temples, my power will continue to increase!"

Just then, a roar suddenly came from the depths of the cave, followed by a wave of scorching heat. Everyone turned to look and saw a golden-red light flashing on a rock wall at the deepest part of the cave.

"The Profound Yang True Fire!" Nangong Xuan exclaimed with mixed feelings of joy and surprise, "It's still here!"

The woman in the blood-red robe also saw the light, and a greedy look appeared on her face: "So that's how it is. You've also come for this flame." Suddenly, she flashed and pounced towards the light on the rock wall.

"Stop her!" Nangong Xuan shouted urgently, his whisk transforming into several golden beams that shot towards the woman in the blood-red robe. However, the woman in the blood-red robe was extremely fast, moving freely through the golden light and approaching the rock wall in the blink of an eye.

Fu Shaoping gritted his teeth, and the runes on the Azure Frost Sword blazed brightly, unleashing an unprecedentedly powerful sword aura! This sword aura was azure-gold in color, containing the power of the sword soul, and pierced directly through the chest of the woman in the blood-red robe!

The woman in the blood-red robe looked down at the sword wound on her chest in disbelief, a ferocious smile spreading across her face: "You...you think you can kill me like this?" Her body suddenly swelled up, and her blood gushed out as if boiling, transforming into countless blood-red bats that swarmed towards the two of them!

"Watch out!" Nangong Xuan flicked his whisk, creating a golden barrier that kept the blood-red bats at bay. However, many bats still managed to penetrate the barrier, falling to the ground and turning into blood.

Fu Shaoping struggled to stay upright, the Azure Frost Sword humming, its runes moving as if alive. Just then, a blue pattern suddenly appeared on his arm, echoing the runes on the sword!
"This is... the Sword Soul Mark!" Nangong Xuan stared in shock at the scene. "Shaoping, your Sword Soul has become one with you!"

As if summoned, Fu Shaoping's body moved uncontrollably toward the light on the rock wall. Nangong Xuan tried to stop him, but found that his whisk could not get close to the azure halo.

The golden-red light on the rock face grew stronger and stronger, eventually transforming into a burning flame that hovered in the air. The flame was bluish-gold in color, its temperature so high it was suffocating, yet it also gave off a pure and sacred feeling.

Despite her severe injuries, the woman in the blood-red robe struggled to lunge towards the flames: "The Profound Yang True Fire... I must have it!"

Fu Shaoping's Azure Frost Sword suddenly flew up on its own, its tip pointing directly at the woman in the blood-red robe. A beam of azure sword energy shot out from the blade, knocking her back several feet. The woman in the blood-red robe spat out a mouthful of blood, her eyes filled with resentment: "I'll remember you. The Blood Fiend Sect will not let you go!"

After saying that, she flashed and disappeared into the depths of the cave as a streak of blood.

Fu Shaoping had already reached the flames, the runes on his Azure Frost Sword echoing the flames. Nangong Xuan stood nervously to the side: "Shaoping, be careful! This is ancient divine fire; a slight mistake could be disastrous."

Fu Shaoping didn't answer, but instead stretched his injured arm towards the flames. Surprisingly, the scorching flames felt as gentle as spring water when they touched his skin. Blue lines spread from his arm to his entire body, and the toxins in his body gradually dissipated under the purification of the flames.

"Ah!" Fu Shaoping let out a comfortable groan. The sword soul power in his body resonated with the Xuan Yang True Fire, and all the runes on the Qing Shuang Sword lit up, forming a dazzling blue-gold halo.

Nangong Xuan stared in astonishment at the scene: "This is... the perfect fusion of sword spirit and divine fire! Shaoping, you've succeeded!"

Fu Shaoping opened his eyes, his pupils flashing with azure-gold light. The Azure Frost Sword in his hand had completely transformed, its blade swirling with mysterious runes and radiating a chilling aura.

"Master, I feel that this flame can not only purify the toxins, but also strengthen the sword energy." Fu Shaoping gripped the Azure Frost Sword tightly, and an unprecedentedly powerful sword energy burst forth from the sword, echoing in the cave.

Just then, a violent tremor suddenly came from outside the cave, followed by a series of footsteps and shouts of killing.

"Not good! It's the Blood Fiend Sect's army!" Nangong Xuan's expression changed. "They must have realized the blood-robed woman's defeat and sent a large army to press on the border!"

Fu Shaoping stood up, feeling the surge of power within him: "Master, let me cover the retreat. You should take the Profound Yang True Fire back first."

Nangong Xuan shook his head: "No, it's too dangerous. The Blood Fiend Sect has come with great force; they're probably prepared."

Just as the two were arguing, the cave entrance was suddenly blasted open by a powerful force. Dozens of cultivators clad in blood-red armor poured into the cave, led by none other than the Blood Fiend Sect Master—a tall, ferocious-looking middle-aged man.

"Hahaha, it really is here!" The Blood Fiend Sect Master roared with laughter. "Boy, hand over the Profound Yang True Fire, and I might let you die a quicker death!"

Fu Shaoping sneered, pointing his Azure Frost Sword at the Blood Fiend Sect Master: "If you want the Divine Flame, let's see if you have the ability!"

A battle concerning the life and death of the Xuantian Sect is about to erupt in the Taiyang True Cave deep within Qingya Mountain.
The moment the Blood Fiend Sect Master stepped into the cave, the entire space seemed to tremble. He was clad in blood-red armor, its surface engraved with countless ferocious runes, each line seemingly writhing, emanating a suffocating aura of evil. Behind him, dozens of elite Blood Fiend Sect disciples filed in, completely blocking the cave entrance.

"Young Sect Master is joking." Blood Fiend Sect Master—Blood Fiend Heaven—sneered, his gaze fixed on the Azure Frost Sword in Fu Shaoping's hand, a greedy glint in his eyes. "This Profound Yang True Fire is something my Blood Fiend Sect has long coveted; how dare a mere brat like you lay a finger on it?"

Nangong Xuan shielded Fu Shaoping behind him, and with a flick of his whisk, declared, "Blood Fiend Heaven, your Blood Fiend Sect has colluded with the demonic path to harm righteous disciples! Today, my Xuantian Sect will surely uphold justice on behalf of Heaven!"

Xue Shatian laughed wildly, "Acting on behalf of Heaven? How laughable!" He waved his hand sharply, "Kill them all! Today, leave no one alive from the entire Xuan Tian Sect!"

Dozens of Blood Fiend Sect disciples attacked simultaneously, their crimson light surging towards the two like a tidal wave. Nangong Xuan's whisk transformed into countless golden threads, forming a golden barrier. Fu Shaoping drew his Azure Frost Sword, runes illuminating its blade, and unleashed a sweeping aura of azure sword energy.

"Mysterious Yang Sword Qi!"

The azure sword energy collided with the crimson light, erupting in a blinding burst of light. Fu Shaoping felt the power of his sword soul resonate with the Profound Yang True Fire within him, making this sword strike several times more powerful than before!
(End of this chapter)