I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 239 Xuanwu Heart Fire (Bonus Chapter for 2500 May Tickets)

In the shadows at the edge of the Flint City square, Fen Xin, draped in a gray-brown cloak, disguised herself as an ordinary-looking, unremarkable mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator. In reality, her cultivation had already reached the peak of Foundation Establishment.

This body's aptitude is much better than she imagined. Her original ghost form had already reached the Golden Core stage, but now that she has regained her physical body, she still has to go through the process of forming the Golden Core all over again.

Burning Heart gazed intently at the Hundred Refinement Stele she had erected herself in the center of the square. The stele was inlaid with broken magical artifacts, gleaming with a cold metallic luster under the blazing sun.

"Though the vessel may not take form, the Daoist spirit remains undiminished..."

Burning Heart silently recited these eight characters in her heart. A thousand years ago, when she erected this monument, the Earth Flame Sect had just gained a foothold in the sea of ​​sand.

She led her disciples in refining magical artifacts day and night, melting down failed artifacts to forge them into monuments, warning future generations not to be discouraged by failure.

But now...

Burning Heart's gaze swept over the cultivators in the Zhu Ming Sect's robes on the square. They were chatting and laughing, and the tokens hanging from their waists were engraved with the words 'Zhu Ming,' which stung her eyes.

This city, this monument, and even the entire Golden Zheng Plain should be the foundation of the Earth Flame Sect!
Burning Heart was almost out of control, wanting to unleash the Shadow Erosion Moth Fire to sweep across the entire city and burn all the ants here to ashes.

But she managed to suppress the impulse.

"Xia Changying..."

The name crunched between her teeth. Her enemy was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, while she was only at the peak of Foundation Establishment. If she were exposed now, not only would she not be able to take revenge, but she might also lose the physical body she had finally obtained.

Burning Heart took a deep breath and looked up into the depths of Jinzheng Plain.

The Kundao Palace holds an opportunity that could allow her to quickly form her core and even her nascent soul. Once she leaves the Kundao Palace, she will face the consequences: the city, the monument, and those thieves who have usurped her place.

No one can escape!
At that time, she will make sure that everyone in Zhu Mingzong... no, the entire Northern Xuan knows that her Purifying Flame has never been extinguished.

Burning Heart glanced one last time at the Hundred Refinement Stele, a twisted smile curving his lips. He turned and strode away, brushing past the red-clad youth.

Zhao Cangyun frowned, absentmindedly turning the storage ring given to him by his senior sister, unaware of the strange behavior of the passerby.

That was a spy from the underground demon race, lurking in Flint City, bringing a message from the demon elders.

The elders of the demon race said that the heart of the ancient divine beast Xuanwu was sealed in the Kundao Palace of Jinzheng Plain. Although Xuanwu is the god of water, its heart belongs to fire.

Fire can generate earth, and earth can overcome water, which is why the ancient Kun Emperor Fangyi suppressed this place.

The Xuanwu Heart Fire can further stimulate the Qilin bloodline within him, increasing his chances of bloodline reversion when he forms his demon core in the future.

The elders hoped that he could obtain the Xuanwu Heart Flame without breaking the seal, so they gave him something to help him obtain the fire.

To be honest, Zhao Cangyun himself wasn't very confident about this trip. After all, those who went to search for Kundao Palace were all Golden Core cultivators, and even though he possessed the Qilin True Fire, he was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

If he were to be accidentally exposed in front of those Golden Core cultivators, he would definitely be dismembered and skinned, and refined into a magical artifact.

Moreover, even those Golden Core cultivators might not be able to find the location of Kun Dao Palace, after all, so many years have passed and there's not a single clue.

If the rumors hadn't spread so widely, probably not so many people would have come to Flint City.

Zhao Cangyun was tempted by the Xuanwu Heart Flame, and he knew that seeking help from his senior sister might make the trip possible, as she was a ruthless person who had even overturned the Azure Emperor Palace!
He hadn't even finished repaying his senior sister's life-saving grace, so he felt bad troubling her again.

"I came here to repay a debt of gratitude, but why does it feel like I'm accumulating more and more debt?"

The elders repeatedly warned that this matter should not be told to True Lord Danxi, for fear that True Lord Danxi would covet the Xuanwu Heart Flame, since True Lord Danxi was also a practitioner of fire magic.

Zhao Cangyun was distressed and walked back dejectedly.

……

In the wing room on the top floor of Fengyan Pavilion, Jiang Yi changed into a red dress prepared by her master, the same style as her master's.

The girl in the mirror has a slender figure, and her eighteen-year-old face has lost its childishness. Her eyes reveal a serene and otherworldly tranquility, which forms a wonderful contrast with her bright red dress. She is like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, or a hermit walking alone in the mortal world.

Jiang Yi looked at herself in the mirror and wondered why she was so extreme, wearing mourning clothes before and wedding clothes now.
"No, no, sit down, I'll dye your hair red."

As soon as Danxi finished speaking, Jiang Yi suddenly shuddered, and then Danxi also suddenly remembered Ji Honglian's matter.

The atmosphere was somber for a moment before Danxi changed her mind and said, "You should add a little rouge and lipstick, otherwise you'll look pale. Do you want a floral decoration? Don't you have a green vine whip? Take it out and hang it on your waist, like I do on the right side. Put your broken gourd away for now."

"However, anyone who knows you well can recognize your appearance. I'll find you a mask with gold silk wrapping to wear; it'll look much better..."

Danxi fiddled with Jiang Yi while chattering on and on.

Jiang Yi smiled upon hearing this, "Without a mask, no one will believe that I am Jiang Yi." "Why?" Dan Xi asked, puzzled.

Jiang Yi looked up at her master, smiled without saying a word, and changed the subject, "Master, are you really sure it's okay if you don't go to protect Xuan Hui Demon Master during his Nascent Soul formation?"

Danxi personally helped Jiang Yiran tie her hair up, saying, "It's alright. Before Xuanhui entered the formation in the outer sea, the last person he saw was me. As long as he believes that I was guarding outside, it's fine. He's a grown man, and he still needs someone to watch over him when he reaches the Nascent Soul stage."

"Furthermore, I have arranged for Huiyuan to impersonate me and wait outside the formation. Even if Huiyuan is not good enough, he is still a Nascent Soul cultivator. Xuanhui's tribulation lightning might be able to temper Huiyuan's Nascent Soul again, which would be beneficial to both of them."

Jiang Yi silently sympathized with Xuan Hui and True Lord Huiyuan for a second.

"I have personally reported the matter of the mural to the leader of the Immortal Alliance. The location of the seal within the Cangling Sect is likely hidden beneath the pulse point of the spiritual vein. Even I dare not investigate rashly. If the pulse point is lost, not to mention whether the seal will be damaged, the foundation of the Cangling Sect for thousands of years will be completely destroyed."

Jiang Yi nodded obediently, "Yes, these are things that you big shots should worry about. I'm just a minor Foundation Establishment cultivator right now, so it's more important for me to take care of myself first."

Danxi carefully observed Jiang Yi and realized that the girl really didn't intend to ask her about going to the Xuan Ying Sword Sect. After thinking for a moment, Danxi took the initiative to bring it up, "Your mother... knows that you are still alive."

"Oh."

"Oh? Last time I said I killed your father, you gave me an 'oh' too. What does 'oh' mean?"

Danxi was a little surprised. Why wasn't this child following the expected pattern?

Jiang Yi chuckled, "I know, but it's no big deal. You don't need to worry about it."

Danxi moved to stand in front of Jiang Yi, bent down and leaned closer, staring intently at her, "You really don't care?"

Jiang Yi reached out and shook the round table in front of her. "I used to be like a table with only one leg. I couldn't accept the cost of losing that leg, so I tried my best to adapt to that one leg and cooperate with it to support myself."

"But things are different now. I have a mentor, friends, and many things I like to do. I have plenty of legs to rely on. If one is missing, I won't collapse."

"In the past two years, I have come to understand one thing: independence is not about not relying on anyone or anything and seeking the Tao and immortality alone, but about relying on more and making everything in the world work for me, rather than owning it."

"I will enjoy whatever God gives me, and I will give up whatever God takes away from me, because I still have other things to rely on. I will follow the will of Heaven and the will of the people, and I will not worry if I do not compete. I will accept what comes my way and not look forward to the future. I will just go along with the flow and see what the future holds."

Danxi stared blankly at the smiling girl before her, a sudden surge of emotion welling up within her.

She has always had a fiery temper, always ready to fight tooth and nail, preferring to break rather than live in dishonor.

But Jiang Yi's words suddenly touched her heart, making her realize that perhaps the reason she had been stuck in the mid-Nascent Soul stage for so many years was because of this deep-seated obsession.

She always believed that the great way must be seized by force, and that it required going against the will of Heaven.

"What a fine example of following the will of Heaven and responding to the needs of the people."

Danxi gave a self-deprecating laugh. She had been fighting against fate all her life, but she hadn't gotten anywhere with it.

It seems that whenever she has free time, she should venture into the mortal world to see if she can borrow the energy of the mortal realm to break through her current cultivation barrier.

"Master, what should we do with those Dream Immortal Sect members in the city? Can I kill them?" Jiang Yi suddenly asked.

Danxi casually said, "Whatever, it's good to disrupt their formation, but don't go too far. The people of the Dream Immortal Sect are vengeful, so you have to be careful that they don't kill you."

"I was afraid they wouldn't come, but since Master has given his permission, I have nothing to worry about."

Jiang Yi stood up, her red dress blazing, a strand of crimson hair dyed by Danxi herself among her long black hair, and the red rouge on her lips, adding to her radiance.

"Disciple Jiang Yi will obey Master's orders and go to smash the heads of other immortal sect disciples as soon as the arena battle begins. Just wait for your good news. Also, don't be too idle. Please keep an eye on my Heavenly Gang Sword."

"Understood, back off!"

"Yes!"

The master and apprentice, dressed in matching red outfits, smiled at each other, displaying perfect understanding.

Unbeknownst to the two, Jiang Yurong had concealed her cultivation and appearance, and moved into the 'Anxianju' opposite the Fengyan Pavilion with the disciples of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect.

Jiang Yurong summoned Liu Taozhi, who was already in the late Foundation Establishment stage, and ordered her to lead the Sword Sect disciples to secure a place in the top ten of the arena battle rankings, to enhance the prestige of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect, and especially to prevent the Cang Ling Sect disciples from standing out.

Danxi wanted to compete for the position of leader of the Immortal Alliance, and Jiang Yurong did not show any reaction at the time, but that does not mean she did not care.

She couldn't tolerate Danxi's rise to power, even for the sake of Danxi's desire to support the demon race.

The overall strength of a sect is also one of the criteria for selecting the leader of the Immortal Alliance, and this overall strength is accumulated little by little from small things.

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