Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 405 Divine Glory
Red clouds.

The void shattered, silver lightning flashed, and a Taoist carrying a gray magic sword emerged. Xu Xuan sensed it in an instant; two supernatural beings had arrived at Crimson Cloud.

[The Primordial Order] Once completed, the area of ​​Crimson Cloud became the place where he carried out his punishments. The Heavenly Heart hung high, and all kinds of changes were in his mind. Moreover, the person who came did not conceal himself and stopped at the edge of Crimson Cloud with great courtesy.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Xu Xuan's expression softened slightly, and he immediately smiled and said:

"Fellow Daoist Wei Shuang!"

The person who came before him was Wei Shuang of the Frost Plum Sect. He cultivated the "Cold Soul" path and possessed two supernatural powers. His wind blade and frost sword were extremely powerful. In addition, he had a violent and fiery temper, which left a deep impression on Xu Xuan.

"Fellow Daoist Xu!"

Wei Shuang's originally cold face also showed a smile, which puzzled the tall woman next to her, as she had never seen Wei Shuang like this before.

Xu Xuan rode the wind forward, his gaze first falling on the woman in dark blue armor with a dark blue cloak hanging from her shoulder.

The opponent's supernatural power was hidden within, and its wood element was restrained. It was a nest and a beam, as upright as metal and stone. It was clearly a rare "Guangmu" Purple Mansion!
This person's aura suggests he is at the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm. He possesses only one supernatural power, yet his foundation is profound and his Dao nature is upright. One glance is enough to tell that he comes from a renowned immortal path.

His gaze shifted again, and he paused slightly, seeing a woman in gold, bright and dignified, with a noble air, but with a sorrowful look in her eyes. It was Chen Xiyue, whom he had not seen for many years.

Xu Xuan was filled with mixed feelings of joy and worry, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. But seeing the other person looking at him, he spoke up:

"Xi Yue, I have met you in person."

This sound stirred an indescribable feeling in Xu Xuan's heart. He first responded, then said again:
"Xi Yue."

Wei Shuang stepped forward and looked at the woman beside her, introducing her simply:
“Fellow Daoist Xu, this is the True Man Guangsu from Qinghua in Youzhou. He is an old friend of mine and has come here today to see you.”

"I have met the Sword Immortal who cuts through tribulations."

This woman was extremely tall, even a head taller than Xu Xuan and Wei Shuang. She had a heroic air about her, but her frequent smiles added a touch of gentleness.

"So you are from the Qinghua Immortal Sect. You may come to my sect for a chat."

Xu Xuan felt a stirring in his heart, but he didn't know why the other party had come here. He broke through the void and, together with the others, arrived at the main peak of Tianji in an instant and entered the Great Crimson Palace.

Throughout the journey, Chen Xiyue remained quite silent, rarely speaking, only occasionally exchanging glances with Xu Xuan before her eyes dimmed again.

The hall was brightly lit. Several people took their seats. Guang Su seemed to sense something. His gaze was deep and penetrating through the many obstacles, looking directly at Luo Qing on the south side of the Li River.

"Someone from your sect has broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage? I've arrived at just the right time."

"He is my senior brother's grandson. He has some talent and has emerged from seclusion today."

Xu Xuan had naturally sensed it long ago. If these supernatural beings hadn't suddenly come to visit, he would have gone to see Cheng Yan.

"Did you obtain this elixir from Mount Huayin in Yongzhou, fellow Daoist? I can see the elixir's aura lingering in the distance."

Guang Su seemed quite interested, but Xu Xuan shook his head upon hearing this, saying only:
"I didn't know this place. Through the connection with Master Zhujian, I used a thunderbolt to trade and had someone specially refine one for me. They said it was extremely compatible with Bing fire."

"So it was Sword Master Xue. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't have been able to persuade those alchemists in the mountains."

Guang Su seemed to be deep in thought. The blue crow on his shoulder started cawing again, becoming noisy. The dark, reddish-brown light of the Guangmu wood on its body surged, illuminating the hall.

"Thunder strike my nest! Thunder strike my nest!"

Guang Su grabbed the green crow and quickly stuffed it into a blue silk pouch at her waist. Wei Shuang, standing to the side, seemed used to it and didn't even blink, just sipping her spiritual tea.

On the contrary, Guang Su felt somewhat apologetic and simply said:
"This [Aiwu] is beyond my control and is quite noisy. In ancient times, Guangmu was punished by the She Lei (a type of local deity), and now that it has entered the Heavenly Law again, it is somewhat uneasy."

"It's alright, but I wonder who Fellow Daoist Guangsu and Xiyue are?"

Xu Xuan ignored the strange phenomenon and looked at Chen Xiyue, Chen Weiyuan's granddaughter, who was also a direct descendant of the family and was quite familiar with him.

He had heard Chen Weiyuan mention that he had sent this woman to Qinghua in Youzhou, and now they had met again.

"Xi Yue is now cultivating with me and is a disciple of my Qinghua Sect. She has already reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Xi Yue, would you like to have a talk with the Sword Immortal of the Tribulation-Slaying Realm? Haven't you mentioned him often?"

Chen Xiyue slightly raised her head, looked at Xu Xuan, and said softly:

"Xiwushan has been troubled by your presence over the years. It was you who took care of him, and you also erected my grandfather's tomb?"

Hearing this form of address, Xu Xuan felt a pang of sadness, sensing the vicissitudes of life, and immediately replied:
"The old master has been very kind to me, this is nothing. How have you been doing in your cultivation at Qinghua all these years?"

"Master Guangsu treated me extremely well. Few in our sect ventured into the mortal world; we secluded ourselves in the mountains to cultivate, which was quite peaceful. Now I have broken through and established my immortal foundation." Chen Xiyue said a few words, her voice growing even lower, only saying:
"You and the other families on the plain have suffered because of my Chen family; I have dragged you down with me."

"It doesn't have to be this way."

Xu Xuan stopped her from speaking. Although his temple had experienced turmoil, it had now recovered. However, the Chen family was truly gone. Mount Ling had collapsed, the palaces and buildings had crumbled, leaving only a vast expanse of corpses in the mountains.

He had already given orders to surround Xiwei Mountain and not allow anyone to offend it. He also personally went to collect Chen Weiyuan's remains and bury them in the tomb.

“My grandfather forbade me to return, and even more so, he forbade me to pay my respects to him. Today, I have come here against his wishes.”

Chen Xiyue's expression darkened. She thanked Xu Xuan again and remained silent. Guang Su, who was standing to the side, noticed this and her gaze shifted slightly as she softened her voice:
"Xiyue, why don't you go out and take a look? Didn't you cultivate here when you were young? You can also see the scenery and see if it's familiar to you?"

“I summoned Si’an here. She hasn’t seen you for many years either, so it’s a good opportunity to catch up.”

Xu Xuan spoke at this moment, and Chen Xiyue, who was standing beside him, nodded slightly before walking out of the main hall. Outside the hall, the sky was bright, and above the clouds stood a woman in a white dress. Upon seeing her from afar, she called out:
"Xi Yue".

Chen Xiyue rose with the wind, heading straight for the clouds. Her eyes cleared slightly, and she murmured:
"elder sister."

The two disappeared into the clouds, leaving only Xu Xuan, Wei Shuang, and Guang Su in the hall. At this moment, Xu Xuan's demeanor became slightly calmer, and silver lightning flashed in his eyes, faintly aligning with the boundless laws of heaven.

"I wonder what brings Fellow Daoist Guangsu here?"

When Xu Xuan asked about the other party's purpose, he saw Guang Su smile. The blue crow flew out of the brocade pouch, grew larger, landed on her shoulder, and cried out again.

“Cultivate the Heavenly Gods’ vastness, cultivate the Heavenly Gods’ vastness.”

Guangsu pressed down on the crow, slowly opened his mouth, and his voice gradually became solemn.

"I have come here because I heard that Immortal Xu has a copy of the 'Cultivation of the Heavenly Gods' scripture, and I wish to exchange it for my study."

So that's what it was all about.

Xu Xuan's heart stirred. This scroll of "Cultivating the Heavenly Gods' Extensive Scripture" was of the fifth rank and contained many wondrous things. Cultivating it to the Immortal Foundation [and the Foundation of the Path] was like building a vast and vital structure, useful for construction and raising beasts, but it was difficult to cultivate.

Over the years, many people in the sect have accumulated Taoist skills and wanted to cultivate, but they often couldn't even break through the Qi Refining stage, let alone the Foundation Establishment stage.

He flipped his hand and took out a blue Daoist book, which was the "Cultivation of the Heavenly Gods" he had obtained from the Wu family. This book only recorded the Foundation Establishment chapter, and it was not considered precious to the Purple Mansion.

“If you need it, just take it. However, this scripture is incomplete and does not include the chapter on the Purple Palace.”

"It's alright, our sect has its own methods to find the follow-up." Guang Su smiled upon seeing the scripture. "I wonder what conditions Fellow Daoist Xu has?"

"It's a Foundation Establishment cultivation technique. With Xi Yue's connection to it, you can just take it, fellow Daoist."

Xu Xuan handed the blue Daoist book directly to Guang Su. Guang Su's eyes flickered slightly, and she understood Xu Xuan's meaning. He wanted to pass on this favor to Chen Xiyue and ask her to take good care of him.

"That won't be necessary. I do have a spiritual item here, not particularly valuable, but perhaps Fellow Daoist could find it useful."

Guangsu took out a finger-length piece of black red wood root, on which were tiny points of apricot-yellow fire burning straight upwards, with smoke swirling around, resembling the shape of a pheasant.

"This is the [Li Yin Flame Root], which comes from the Imperial Palace. It is of Foundation Establishment grade and combines the two natures of Guang and Li. It is not very useful on its own, but if it is granted by imperial decree, the person who possesses it can cultivate Guangmu and achieve unimpeded Foundation Establishment."

After speaking, Guang Su handed the piece of wood root to Xu Xuan, thus completing the transaction.

"It is so miraculous."

Xu Xuan's mind stirred. He had been pondering this scroll, "The Scripture of Cultivating the Heavenly Gods," for a long time but had not come up with any good methods. If what the other party said was true, it meant that the sect could cultivate Guangmu cultivators in the future.

This path is a nest, a palace; it can be a habitat for birds above and a hiding place for beasts below. It is a path with many uses, and like the Gen Earth, it has the blessing of formations.

He didn't refuse and accepted it immediately. Guang Su put away the scripture, but she had come for more than just this. Her gaze shifted slightly as she looked at Wei Shuang beside her, only to see the other woman speak directly:

"Just say it."

Guang Su was already used to Wei Shuang's temperament, so she looked at Xu Xuan and immediately spoke, saying:

"Fellow Daoist Xu, are you interested in the matter of Kunwei?"

Thunder surged within the hall. Xu Xuan raised his head, and a pure silver light flashed in his eyes. The thunderous laws of heaven and earth seemed to be summoned, all faintly pointing towards this great hall.

The blue crow cried out again, but this time its voice lacked vitality, and it lamented:
"Divine punishment is coming! Divine punishment is coming!"

(End of this chapter)