Embers of Sword

Chapter 641 Master and Disciple
"The Heavenly Phoenix Palace..."

Although Xie Xuanyi did not participate in the battle of drinking poison back then, he learned a lot of secrets through the Lotus Peak Taoist Canon.

In that battle, the Great Venerable Mo Zhen gathered the power of the entire Demon Kingdom, including the Heavenly Phoenix Palace, Great Ape Mountain, Eclipse Marsh, and Five-Colored Ridge... These major forces marched south together!
The fact that the Demon Kingdom, which has been divided for many years, can unite like this is already a miracle.

To accomplish this, cultivation alone is not enough.

Behind the Great Venerable Mo Zhen lies the Heavenly Phoenix Palace!

“A thousand years ago, a great calamity struck, and all the pure-blooded dragon descendants perished, along with many royal bloodlines of the demon race.”

Zhao Chunyang said, "Because of the preservation of bloodline, the Heavenly Phoenix Palace, with its powerful bloodline advantage, stands above all living beings and has become the number one holy land in the Demon Kingdom... Even Mo Zhen, before attaining the position of 'Great Venerable,' was not valued by the Heavenly Phoenix Palace and was always suppressed."

In the demon kingdom, bloodline is paramount.

Before attaining enlightenment, the great Mo Zhen, who was revered by thousands in the Demon Kingdom, had a lowly bloodline and was far inferior to the noble Tianhuang.

"After attaining enlightenment..."

Xie Xuanyi frowned and said, "Mo Zhen should be the number one cultivator in the Demon Kingdom."

If he remembers correctly...

The cultivation level that Mo Zhen displayed back then was extremely terrifying; even his master could not gain the upper hand in a one-on-one fight.

Although Zhao Chunyang did not comprehend the "Source of the Dao" back then...

But Mo Zhen's strength is enough to crush several holy lands of the Demon Kingdom!
"good."

Zhao Chunyang sighed softly, "He has the 'Fountain of Immortality' and many other good fortunes. After attaining enlightenment, he can indeed be called the number one cultivator in the Demon Kingdom. Neither the 'Old Palace Master' who lives in seclusion behind the scenes of the Heavenly Phoenix Palace nor the 'Holy Emperor' of the Great Ape Mountain are his match."

He paused for a moment.

Zhao Chunyang seemed to recall something.

He lowered his eyes and said calmly, "If this guy hadn't been in such a hurry to head south, he probably wouldn't have died so quickly... Perhaps, he really had a chance to advance to the 'Celestial Being' level."

"I heard that... when Mo Zhen was cultivating, she suffered a lot of suppression from the Heavenly Phoenix Palace."

Xie Xuanyi continued, "After he attained enlightenment, did he not seek revenge?"

he knows.

The former master of Tianhuang Palace had cultivated to a level of profound skill, but given Mo Zhen's strength back then, eliminating him would not have been difficult.

"not at all."

Zhao Chunyang shook his head and said, "Mo Zhen... can be called a hero of his generation. After achieving enlightenment, he did not stand against the Heavenly Phoenix Palace to settle scores. He only killed a few of his old enemies, and then moved into the Heavenly Phoenix Palace, pouring a lot of resources into it..."

According to common sense.

A great cultivator of this caliber is fully capable of establishing a sect and revitalizing the sect.

The "Five-Colored Ridge" where the Peacock King resides was born in this way.

Mo Zhen and Tianhuang Palace belong to the same faction, and he also has the "Phoenix Descendant Bloodline" flowing in his body. As long as he is willing to leave behind his legacy, many young powerhouses of Tianhuang Palace will come to him... The consequences of doing so would be at least splitting Tianhuang Palace in two, and at worst, directly replacing it.

Xie Xuanyi's expression turned serious.

He was indeed a powerful and ambitious man. What did personal grudges matter when it came to his great cause of conquering the south?
What Mo Zhen wanted... was to unify the world.

"In return, the Heavenly Phoenix Palace will do its utmost to help."

Zhao Chunyang said, "And so, the 'Battle of Drinking Poison' came about."

In that battle, the human race achieved a pyrrhic victory.

The Northern Wall was severely damaged, several holy sites were either injured or crippled, the Daoist sect nearly collapsed, and the Great Jade Sword Palace also fell into a low point of declining fortune.

But they ultimately won, hence the saying "sharing the poisoned blood".

If the demon race wins, how should this battle be named?
Xie Xuanyi stared blankly at the spot where Yuan Huang's soul had vanished, lost in thought. He began to worry about Jiang Huang, who was in the North Sea...

In order to avoid the great calamity of the Sword Palace.

He deliberately sent Jiang Huang away from the border of Da Chu.

But is Beihai truly safe now?

He took out the communication token, wanting to contact Chen Jingxuan, but the token was completely dark, and no response came from his soul.

"cough……"

At this moment.

As the Sword Source River gradually dissipated, the old man in the lotus robe coughed deeply.

He was already old and nearing the end of his life. If it weren't for this battle, Zhao Chunyang could have continued to maintain his "divine journey" state, with his physical body in seclusion and his spirit traveling far away, thus living a longer life... But this battle between "heaven and man" forced him to use all his trump cards, which ultimately damaged his vitality and foundation.

"Master."

Xie Xuanyi quickly stepped forward and helped him up. The two arrived at the large rock in the forbidden area, where the sunlight shone. The futon was broken, but it left a bright spot of light on the rock.

Zhao Chunyang sat down.

"I... am fine."

He breathed steadily and said with a helpless expression, "Don't worry about me. Yuan Huang is dead now, but she left behind a lot of trouble. Solving these troubles is the top priority."

Say it.

Zhao Chunyang took out the Azure Dragon Sword Qi from his sleeve.

The pure white sword-qi dragon, now coiled obediently in the old man's palm like a small snake, was extremely docile, allowing the palm to stroke its forehead, simply squinting its eyes in enjoyment.

"This thing needs to be put back into the underground of the Sword Palace."

Zhao Chunyang opened his palm, gesturing for Xie Xuanyi to take the small dragon.

"you……"

Xie Xuanyi did not go to answer it.

He looked at the old man with concern.

After sitting back on the large rock, Master's aura became extremely unstable, like a candle flame, sometimes bright and dazzling, sometimes dim and yellowish.

With the great battle over, as the sect leader, he should at least make an appearance.

Returning the dragon vein not only boosts morale but also rectifys people's hearts.

"I will not show my face for the time being."

Zhao Chunyang sighed slightly and comforted them with a smile: "For so many years, I have stood with Lotus Peak... Now that we have won this battle, they should know that I am still alive and that the highest mountain of the Great Sui Sword Palace has not collapsed."

Having said that.

But Xie Xuanyi knew... there was only one reason for not showing himself.

Seriously injured.

"Master, you need healing. I have the Fountain of Immortality on my body."

Xie Xuanyi still did not retrieve the little dragon.

He opened his heart directly.

Wisps of the Immortal Spring's vapor swirled and enveloped the area, forming a small, snow-white pill.

When it first awoke in Yuzhu Town.

These vapors from the Fountain of Immortality are just cotton wool, not formed.

It has now been completed.

As time goes on, this spring of immortality will grow even larger.

In addition, Xie Xuanyi also revealed the [Primordial Devouring Sacred Realm].

Beside the spring of immortality, a small, snow-white stele of the Great Dao of the Holy Realm has solidified.

"I have received the inheritance of the Great Sage Bai Ze."

Xie Xuanyi said with utmost sincerity, "I also possess the 'Immortal Tree' of the Moon Concealment Realm, which is located within this [Holy Realm]."

Speaking of which.

"so……"

Xie Xuanyi paused for a moment, then said earnestly, word by word, "Master, no matter what injury you have suffered, I can heal it."

"..."

Zhao Chunyang stared blankly at the young man who had practically ripped out his heart, his eyes somewhat dazed.

A commoner's life spans sixty years.

In the blink of an eye, the cultivators of the Great Dao...

Sitting atop Lotus Peak, he had witnessed countless years of change. In his memory, it seemed like only a short time had passed since Xie Xuanyi joined the Sword Palace…

How did this kid grow up so fast?
(End of this chapter)