Brocade Robe Unparalleled

Chapter 117 Inheritance Mutation, Extermination of the Heart-Eating Gu

Looking at the old man in front of him, Lin Xuan felt completely lost.

After saying that, the old man stopped looking at Lin Xuan and instead raised his hand, palm up.

Above his withered palm, space distorted slightly, and a point of emerald light was born, which then transformed into a strange little insect that was completely translucent and looked like it was carved from jade.

The insect vibrated its wings, emitting a faint buzzing sound, its body radiating vitality, yet also containing a strange, unsettling fluctuation.

The old man flicked his finger, and the jade worm flew into the void. Its body suddenly swelled, transforming into a small emerald snake, spewing out streams of poisonous mist from its mouth. The next moment, the snake abruptly collapsed, transforming into a giant centipede, its legs flailing about...

Before Lin Xuan's eyes, various Gu worms changed in turn, eventually decomposing into countless glimmers of light that flew into his body.

The entire process was silent and wordless.

After the faint light entered his body, the cultivation, manipulation, and transformation of various Gu worms were directly imprinted into the depths of Lin Xuan's consciousness.

Lin Xuan was shocked. The ancestral spirit inheritance of the Jiuli clan had really been passed down to him!
How was he supposed to explain this to Youmeng and the Xuanwu tribe?

He's just here to help!

The Jiuli tribe never reveals its core secrets. If the Jiuli tribe found out about this, they would surely use it to sacrifice to the witch god...

Before Lin Xuan could figure out the reason, the old man's figure turned into countless points of light and disappeared.

As the old man's figure disappeared, another figure instantly materialized.

This was a short, stocky man draped in animal skins. He had a rugged face, bulging muscles all over his body, and countless mechanical parts floating around him.

Under Lin Xuan's watchful gaze, these parts rapidly assembled, transforming in the blink of an eye into a lithe cheetah. The cheetah roared silently, its four legs propelling it to leap and bound through the void with unparalleled agility.

In a series of twists and turns, the cheetah transformed into a circling, giant steel eagle, its sharp claws gleaming coldly. The eagle flapped its wings and circled once before collapsing with a deafening roar, then coalescing back into a majestic, golden-armored warrior wielding a giant axe...

The last golden-armored warrior also turned into a glimmer of light and flew into Lin Xuan's body.

Mechanical puppets, spirit runes inscribed... fragments of knowledge flooded into his mind.

The old man passed on to him the art of Gu poison, while the burly man passed on the art of mechanical puppets and spirit patterns.

Just then, the burly man's body disappeared, and a third figure appeared.

He was shrouded in a thin layer of purplish-black mist, obscuring his face.

The figure in the black mist stretched out a finger, with a wisp of black energy swirling around its fingertip. It gently touched the void, and the space seemed to be corroded. Its colors faded rapidly, turning gray and collapsing, eventually turning into absolute nothingness.

Immediately, he flipped his palm, and an incomparably beautiful, colorful flower appeared out of thin air. Its petals were delicate and vibrant, emitting a strong fragrance, but Lin Xuan sensed a terrifying stillness within that fragrance…

As the flower transformed into specks of light and entered his body, a great deal of knowledge about poison techniques inexplicably appeared in his mind.

After the black mist disappeared, a bewitching woman appeared before him.

She had a slender figure and a charming expression, but what was most striking were her eyes.

Lin Xuan met her gaze and was instantly unable to look away.

As their eyes met, a flood of knowledge about seductive arts and dual cultivation rushed into his mind. Lin Xuan's eyes became somewhat unfocused, and a certain defense line in his heart was rapidly collapsing...

The fragrance of Youmeng beside him suddenly became incredibly clear.

A bold idea surged uncontrollably into Lin Xuan's mind.

Pounce on her! Pounce on her!

The idea had barely surfaced when it began to grow wildly.

Fortunately, he possessed strong mental fortitude and managed to resist the temptation.

The ancestral spirit inheritance of the Jiuli tribe truly encompasses everything.

Fortunately, he had a strong will...

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Xuan suddenly felt a soft hand reach into his chest.

He looked down, but there was nothing there.

This feeling comes from outside!
He seemed to realize something and had a bad feeling.

Youmeng was clearly also affected by this power.

Could it be because of the concentric patterns that their spiritual powers are linked together, and even their inheritance is being shared?

If the two people received the inheritance at the same time, wouldn't Youmeng be facing the same situation as him?

That kind of temptation that comes from the depths of one's heart was something Lin Xuan could barely resist with her peak fifth-grade mental strength. Her mental strength was only at the early fifth grade. Could it be that she was bewitched?
This tradition continues, and in reality, Youmeng's actions are becoming increasingly daring.

Lin Xuan was completely knocked down onto the altar by her.

Although I can't see Youmeng, the physical sensations are incredibly clear.

Lin Xuan tried to resist, but with all his spiritual power used to receive the ancestral spirit's inheritance, how could his mere seventh-grade martial arts strength possibly resist the fifth-grade Youmeng?
He could only hope that this legacy would end soon.

Whether it was his imagination or not, Lin Xuan felt that this period of inheritance lasted longer than any previous one...

He was pinned down by Youmeng, her lips raining down on his face.

The key point is that as Youmeng's actions became more and more revealing, the temptation that came from the depths of her heart also became stronger and stronger, and he began to find it difficult to resist.

Tear!

Lin Xuan's belt was violently torn off by You Meng.

At that moment, only one thought remained in his mind.

Finished!

His last shred of reason succumbed completely to endless desire.

……

Within Lin Xuan's consciousness space.

One after another, the figures of the ancestors of Jiuli appeared.

The various secret techniques of the Jiuli tribe were forcibly instilled into him in this most direct way.

Gu techniques, poison techniques, spirit patterns, mechanisms, martial arts...

His consciousness was like a bottomless pit, frantically absorbing, understanding, and integrating everything. Many obscure and difficult points in his previous cultivation suddenly became clear at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, those figures finally disappeared.

Immediately, all the images vanished completely.

Lin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and found himself still sitting on the cold altar, his fingers intertwined with Youmeng's.

The light in the eyes of the surrounding sorcerer statues had gone out, and the spiritual patterns on the altar had dimmed; only the silver mirror on the walls of the main hall still radiated a cold, clear light.

It seemed as if nothing had happened, but his mind was filled with countless complex and profound knowledge. As long as he had a thought, his insights into Gu techniques, mechanisms, poisons, weapon crafting, and so on would emerge, as if they were innate.

Lin Xuan turned to look at Youmeng, and Youmeng's eyes slowly opened.

It was just an illusion...

He breathed a long sigh of relief.

He looked at Youmeng and asked, "Is it over?"

Youmeng loosened her grip on his hand and nodded slightly: "It's over."

Lin Xuan slowly stood up. Without the restraint of a belt, his trousers fell loosely down...

Lin Xuan quickly pulled up his pants, and said in a daze, "Just now..."

Youmeng extended her index finger and pressed it against Lin Xuan's lips, calmly saying, "Nothing happened just now."

Lin Xuan remained silent for a long time, then nodded and said nothing more.

Youmeng took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, handed it to Lin Xuan, and then pointed to his face.

Lin Xuan took the handkerchief and wiped her face. Many red lipstick marks were left on the clean white handkerchief.

Youmeng looked outside the Temple of the Witch God and said, "Let's go."

Lin Xuan followed behind her, completely bewildered.

He thought of Aro.

I also thought about the Azure Phoenix.

But he never imagined that his first time would be given to Youmeng under these circumstances and in this way...

As Youmeng stepped out of the Temple of the Witch God, she suddenly stopped.

Lin Xuan was caught off guard and bumped into her.

Youmeng didn't turn around, and said softly, "Don't tell anyone about the Witch God Temple."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly: "Okay."

Zuling Mountain.

At the 700-step platform.

Ling Tian and the other holy sons and daughters from various departments had been waiting here for a long time. Everyone looked at the mountaintop and discussed among themselves.

"It's been so long, and they still haven't come down?"

"Could it be that Youmeng really received the inheritance of the ancestral spirit?"

"Is there something wrong?"

Aya stared longingly at the mountaintop, her face full of worry.

Soon, a look of joy appeared on his face. He suddenly stood up and exclaimed happily, "Holy Maiden!"

Two figures appeared at the end of the stone steps.

Lin Xuan and Youmeng walked down the three hundred stone steps. Ling Tian was the first to step forward, staring intently at Youmeng, his voice trembling slightly: "You, you have obtained the ancestral spirit's inheritance?" Each ancestral spirit's consciousness can only be inherited once.

For hundreds of years, no one has ever passed it down.

If Youmeng receives the inheritance, no one else will have a chance. The inheritance will only begin again when a new powerful member of the clan sacrifices their soul before their death.

This ancestral spirit inheritance embodies three hundred years of accumulation by the Jiuli tribe.

Youmeng looked at Lingtian and nodded slightly.

After confirming this with her, Lingtian finally gave up hope.

The holy sons and daughters of the other departments also began to look at Youmeng with respect.

From this moment on, Youmeng is no longer just the Holy Maiden of the Xuanwu Tribe, but the Holy Maiden of the entire Jiuli Tribe...

……

Xuanwu Department.

Since the Holy Maiden returned to the tribe, the entire Xuanwu tribe has been in an uproar.

The saintess not only successfully completed the trial, but also ascended to the Temple of the Witch God and completed the ancestral spirit inheritance.

For three hundred years, she has been the only one in the Jiuli tribe to receive the inheritance of the ancestral spirit.

Throughout history, without exception, all those who have received the ancestral spirit's inheritance have later advanced to the upper three ranks, and some have even reached the first rank, standing at the pinnacle of the continent.

The fact that the Holy Maiden received the ancestral spirit's inheritance is a joyous occasion for the entire Jiuli tribe.

Priests from several other tribes, acting on the orders of the high priest, have come to the Xuanwu tribe with gifts to offer their congratulations.

The entire Xuanwu tribe was singing and dancing, filled with jubilation.

Inside a wooden house in the Xuanwu tribe.

The trial has been over for three days, and Lin Xuan has been in this wooden house for three days.

During these three days, Youmeng did not mention helping him to remove the curse.

He didn't dare to ask.

Who could have imagined that such a thing would happen during the process of ancestral spirit inheritance?

Lin Xuan felt that he couldn't be blamed; looking at the whole process, he was the one who was forced into it.

But in this kind of situation, he seems to have nowhere to seek justice.

What made Lin Xuan even more uncertain was that although he now possessed an incredibly rich knowledge of Gu techniques, he was powerless against the Heart-Eating Gu.

Since its inception, the art of Gu poison has not remained unchanged, but has been constantly evolving and innovating.

The Jiuli tribe has not produced a first-rank expert for three hundred years, which means that the knowledge of Gu techniques he inherited has not been updated for three hundred years.

In his mind, there were hundreds of methods for cultivating Gu worms, as well as hundreds of methods for removing Gu worms.

However, it does not include the Heart-Eating Gu.

This is clearly a new type of Gu that has emerged within the last three hundred years.

Lin Xuan had already decided that if Youmeng didn't help him remove the curse, he would go back to find Mandala.

When the time comes, just say it's a secret mission from the imperial court, and don't let him tell anyone. At most, he'll get a couple of punches to the chest, and that'll be the end of it...

But in that case, he will probably never achieve true freedom in his life.

There was another problem that had been troubling Lin Xuan for three days.

Youmeng said that only the Jiuli people can obtain the ancestral spirit inheritance.

Lin Xuan is not a member of the Jiuli tribe, but the various Jiuli secret techniques in his mind are real.

With his current level of skill and the experience of those Jiuli predecessors, he can even handcraft a telescope and a Xuan Guang armor, and he can also engrave spirit patterns on weapons. As long as he has the materials, he can also refine bone tempering liquid and marrow cleansing liquid.

The path taken by the Jiuli tribe was completely different from that of other parts of the mainland.

In this world where martial arts reign supreme, they forged a new path to heaven by relying on their exquisite spiritual rune techniques.

Lin Xuan decided not to reveal for the time being that he had also received the ancestral spirit's inheritance.

They seem unaware that the two, whose spiritual powers are linked by concentric patterns, will simultaneously receive the inheritance.

The Jiuli tribe has always been extremely guarded about their core skills and has never passed them on to outsiders.

If they find out, he'll probably have a hard time leaving this place.

Footsteps sounded at the door, and a figure entered the room.

Lin Xuan thought it was a girl delivering food, but when he looked up, he saw the figure wearing a veil.

Youmeng looked at him and said calmly, "I've come to fulfill my promise to remove the curse."

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and clasped his hands in thanks, saying, "Thank you."

Youmeng closed the door, turned around and walked to Lin Xuan. After a moment of silence, she asked, "May I ask who planted the Heart-Eating Gu in your body?"

Lin Xuan didn't know how to answer.

Although she wasn't a member of the Dayong court, he still didn't want others to know that she had been poisoned by Nanzhao.

Seeing his silence, Youmeng didn't press further, saying calmly, "I was just curious. If you don't want to answer, then so be it. The Heart-Eating Gu is a new type of Gu cultivated by the Gu Witch Clan thirty years ago. The offspring Gu are produced by the mother Gu and are controlled by her. If they are forcibly removed without the mother Gu's command, the offspring Gu will go mad, causing the afflicted person to die in excruciating pain. There is only one way to remove it..."

Lin Xuan hurriedly asked, "What method?"

Youmeng looked at Lin Xuan and said, "Close your eyes."

Lin Xuan obediently closed her eyes.

Youmeng lifted her veil, stepped forward slowly, and tiptoed slightly.

Lin Xuan's eyelids twitched, but she ultimately did not open her eyes.

This wasn't the first time for the two of them; Youmeng must have had her reasons for doing this.

A soft, warm sensation entered his lips, carrying a cool, exotic fragrance. In the instant their breaths mingled, Lin Xuan sensed that the Heart-Eating Gu in his chest immediately began to move.

It left Lin Xuan's heart, traveled rapidly upstream along the blood vessels, and finally entered Youmeng's mouth from his mouth.

It seemed that staying inside Youmeng's body was more tempting to it than staying inside Lin Xuan's body.

Youmeng took two steps back and said softly, "The solution is to give it a new host."

Her tone was calm, as if she had just done something completely ordinary.

Lin Xuan was startled and immediately asked, "But you..."

Youmeng shook her head and said, "Don't worry, the mere Heart-Eating Gu can't do anything to me."

Lin Xuan's lips moved, but she didn't say anything more.

The Jiuli tribe are the ancestors of Gu poison, and she is the Holy Maiden of Jiuli. Since she said so, she must be confident in suppressing this Gu poison.

At this moment, Youmeng looked at him and spoke again: "Two days later, the Marrow Cleansing Pool will open. According to our original agreement, the Xuanwu Department will give you a spot."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Although he lost something important during this trip to Jiuli, he gained much more.

Having removed the Heart-Eating Gu, gained complete control of his mental power, acquired countless secret techniques from the Jiuli tribe, and significantly improved his martial arts cultivation, what he lost seemed insignificant compared to all of this…

Youmeng shook her head and said, "No need to thank me. Because of your help, the Xuanwu Department has three more spots in the Marrow Cleansing Pool this time. If anyone should thank you, it's us who should thank you."

Youmeng didn't say anything more and silently turned and left.

Back in a grand hall, an old woman with a full head of silver hair glanced at her and said, "You actually managed to draw the Heart-Eating Gu into your body?"

Youmeng nodded gently and said, "This is what I promised him. I have to keep my promises. Besides, with the Mother-Child Heart-Eating Gu, if the mother is strong, the son will be obedient, and if the son is strong, he can also devour the mother. I look forward to the day I see the mother Gu..."

The silver-haired old woman did not mention the Heart-Eating Gu again. Although the Heart-Eating Gu was troublesome, with Youmeng's strength and Gu control skills, she would not be afraid even if she encountered someone who possessed the mother Gu.

She looked at Youmeng and spoke again: "But this person has taken your body, are you just going to let him go like this?"

Youmeng shook her head again: "It wasn't him who took my body, it was because I was affected by the ancestral spirit's inheritance, so you can't blame him."

The old woman rubbed her temples and sighed, "How could this happen!"

Such a thing has never happened before in the ancestral spirit inheritance.

Of course, such a thing is impossible.

Because the previous ancestral spirit inheritance was all from one person.

Even if there were two women or two men, such an accident would not have happened.

But it just so happens to be a man and a woman...

Her plan was meticulously crafted, yet it still had a flaw...

Thinking about what they did at the Temple of the Witch God—it was truly blasphemous!

Unfortunately, it was Youmeng who took the initiative back then...

This matter must not be known to the other tribes.

Otherwise, the Xuanwu tribe might not be able to regain the face it has lost for hundreds of years...

She looked at Youmeng and said, "Since you don't agree to kill him, let's keep him. He has exceptional talent, and it would be a pity to kill him. If we keep him in the Xuanwu Clan, we might have another high priest in the future..."

Youmeng nodded: "I will try to keep him here, but if he doesn't want to stay, there's no need to force him."

The High Priest of the Xuanwu Clan glanced at her and said helplessly, "Whatever you say..."

(End of this chapter)