Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 99 Family Magic Artifact Appears!

Meng Xihong slowly opened his eyes.

The world is different now.

The surging stream of spiritual energy within his body had now transformed into a deep and tranquil river. With each breath, it drew upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, flowing like a hundred rivers into the sea and merging into his body.

What's even more mysterious is his perception.

Centered on him, everything within a fifteen-mile radius—mountains, rocks, grass, trees, birds, and beasts—transformed into an incredibly clear three-dimensional picture, reflected in his sea of ​​consciousness.

And lifespan has skyrocketed to four hundred years!

From this day forward, Meng Xihong truly possesses the means to establish himself in this cruel world of cultivation.

"It's time to get out of seclusion."

With a thought, Meng Xihong removed the protective barrier in front of him and took a step forward.

……

Meanwhile, at the outer sect of the Tianyan Sect.

Three months have passed.

Only a handful of people, including Yun Songzi and Bai Muyun, knew that the sect leader had gone into seclusion to build his foundation.

For outer disciples, their lives can be summed up in two words:
Asceticism!

But this arduous training is far more than ordinary drills; it is a daily, bone-deep torment.

A faint layer of blood-red steam filled the air above the entire training ground; it was a mixture of the disciples' blood and sweat.

"Ugh!"

During an extreme training session where his blood and qi were being processed through his limbs, a young disciple named Sun Dazhu suddenly collapsed to the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head. His muscles twitched uncontrollably, and he let out a hoarse wail.

"No... I can't take it anymore... Master Ji, I really can't... My bones are going to break... I'd rather go back to farming."

Ji Beichuan walked up to him expressionlessly, looked down at him, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Alright. There's still some loose silver in the sect's treasury. Take it and get out of here."

Sun Dazhu shuddered, looked up, and couldn't believe his ears. There were no angry words, no encouragement, only a calm expulsion.

Ji Beichuan's gaze swept across the entire room. His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears: "Today's 'Body Tempering Pill,' Sun Dazhu's share, will be given to the first person to break through the limit."

Upon hearing this, several disciples who had been struggling to stay afloat instantly turned red in the eyes, roaring as they intensified their blood circulation as if the elixir were some kind of priceless treasure.

Ji Beichuan didn't even bother to look at Sun Dazhu again, turned around and walked to the other side, coldly saying.

"The sect leader has given you the opportunity to leap over the dragon gate, but the dragon gate is not prepared for carp, but for dragons who dare to risk their lives to break through it. You'd better know whether you are a fish or a dragon."

Those words were more hurtful than any insult. Sun Dazhu was so ashamed he wanted to disappear into the ground; all the color drained from his face.

At this moment, Zhang Xianghua walked over carrying a water bag, squatted down, and held it to his lips, his voice steady: "Drink some water. What Hall Master Ji said was said in anger, but it was also the truth. This road is inherently fraught with peril."

Sun Dazhu didn't answer, but just shook his head in despair.

Zhang Xianghua didn't press the matter and continued, "Do you remember the cloth bag your mother sewed for you when you went into the mountains? She said that if you couldn't hold on, you should go home and she would leave you three acres of poor land."

I think this is fine too. Living a peaceful life, getting married and having children—isn't that better than suffering here?

These words did not comfort Sun Dazhu; instead, they were like a needle piercing his heart.

He recalled the despair he felt last winter when his younger sister had a persistent high fever and the whole family searched high and low but couldn't scrape together three coins to go to the county to hire a doctor.

He recalled the humiliation of walking a hundred miles to the gate of a third-rate sect in a neighboring county, kneeling for three days and three nights, kowtowing until his head bled, only to be told, "You have no spiritual root, get out," without even being able to enter the gate.

Go back to farming? And then watch the next generation repeat their own humility and powerlessness?
"No..." Sun Dazhu let out a beast-like growl. He pushed the water bag away violently, and with all his strength, he braced himself on his elbows, trembling, and slowly, he managed to prop up his almost broken body.

He didn't cry out in pain again, but gritted his teeth, straightened his stance, his eyes were bloodshot, and his roar was even more desperate than before.

Zhang Xianghua looked at him, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. He then stood up, walked to Ji Beichuan's side, and whispered, "This kid is a good piece of iron."

Ji Beichuan hummed in agreement, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips: "Whether it's iron or mud, we'll only know by burning it."

It is precisely in this brutal process of mutual encouragement and the application of both kindness and severity that miracles are born.

In just three months, through ample medicinal baths and relentless arduous training, all twenty-seven mortal disciples have broken through the Skin Tempering Realm and entered the Flesh Refining Realm.

On the other side, in the Qi Refining Hall.

He Wu, He Wen, and three other disciples with spiritual roots were sitting cross-legged and breathing exercises in a spirit-gathering array.

He Wu's earth-type Heavenly Spiritual Root was indeed heaven-defying. In just three months, he had already reached the third level of Qi Refining. This speed amazed even Yun Songzi.

He Wen's dual spiritual roots of wood and water also made steady progress, stepping into the second level of Qi Refining.

The entire Tianyan Sect presented a thriving and prosperous scene.

The Meng family courtyard on the back hill.

Yun Songzi was lying on a recliner, idly teasing a snow-white little mouse named Jin Douzi that was crawling all over him with a foxtail grass.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he abruptly sat up from the recliner, his gaze sharp as lightning, shooting towards the depths of the secret realm. A powerful, harmonious aura, yet carrying a hint of nascent sharpness, was slowly rising from that direction.

"It's done!"

A genuine smile appeared on Yun Songzi's face.

"Squeak!" The golden bean in his arms seemed to sense something and chirped excitedly.

And just as Meng Xihong successfully established his foundation and his aura became completely stable,

In the depths of his mind, the long-dormant "Meng Family Genealogy" suddenly shone with golden light.

Lines of ancient, golden seal script slowly emerge and coalesce on the cover of the genealogy.

[Patriarch Meng Xihong has broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, boosting the family's fortune!]

[Activation conditions met, the clan feature – 'Clan Artifact' – is now officially unlocked!]

[Please forge the first family magic weapon for the Meng family as soon as possible!]

Meng Xihong's mind sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, and as he looked at the brand-new words on the family tree, a thought struck him.

The long-awaited family artifact has finally arrived!

His mind touched the new line of golden seal script.

boom!
A massive flow of information instantly flooded his mind.

Unlike the talent attributes I obtained before, this time, there were no specific cultivation techniques or profound Daoist principles, but rather extremely complex weapon-refining diagrams that shimmered with golden light.

At the very top of the diagram are four ancient seal script characters that read "Qiankun Bagua Diagram"!
"The Eight Trigrams Diagram of Heaven and Earth?" Meng Xihong pondered the name, feeling a strange sense of familiarity.

He continued reading, and below the diagram, a detailed list of the materials needed to craft this "Qiankun Bagua Diagram" was displayed.

Main Material: Fragment of the Qiankun Map (Already Owned)

【Auxiliary Material 1: Void Stone (3 qian)】

[Second auxiliary material: Five Elements Spirit Jade (one piece)]

[Auxiliary Material 3: Heart of the Earth (one)]

【Auxiliary Material 4: A wisp of Starfire】

Upon seeing the words "Remnant of the Universe" in the main materials section, Meng Hong's pupils suddenly contracted.

that's it!
At the auction held by the Hundred Alliance Chamber of Commerce in Qingyang County, the octagonal stone slab that had aroused such strong desire in my family genealogy was the one that I finally managed to acquire at a cost of 5,500 low-grade spirit stones.

It turns out that it's not called "Remnant of the Universe Diagram," but rather the core ingredient for refining the "Eight Trigrams Diagram of the Universe."

A feeling of being completely controlled and manipulated welled up in Meng Xihong's heart once again.

What a coincidence!
He travels through time and obtains the family tree.

Unable to cultivate immortality, one obtains [Immortal Bones] and embarks on the path to immortality.

They needed a cultivation technique, and luckily, they discovered an ancient body-refining inheritance on the stone wall of the secret realm.

They needed a sect, and coincidentally, they destroyed the Yin Sha Sect and obtained a blessed land.

Now, the family tree is unlocking new functions, which requires crafting family magic artifacts. The core materials were actually obtained in advance at a seemingly accidental auction.
Who is orchestrating this? And what is their purpose?
One question after another, like a persistent dark cloud, loomed over Meng Xihong's mind.

He disliked being used as a pawn; he disliked it very much.

But right now, he has no choice.

No matter who's behind him, all he can do now is keep going down this path, keep getting stronger, until he has the power to overturn the chessboard!
He forced down his doubts and focused his attention back on the diagrams.

"Void Stone, Five Elements Spirit Jade, Heart of the Earth Vein, True Star Fire..."

Looking at the four auxiliary materials, Meng Xihong felt a sudden toothache.

Just by hearing their names, you can tell that none of these things are good people.

With a thought, he left the Thousand-Pound Soul-Tempering Pool, and in a flash, he appeared outside the valley, where he found Yun Songzi waiting for him with a joyful expression.

"senior!"

"Hahaha, good lad! Not bad! Not bad!" Yun Songzi patted Meng Xihong's shoulder heavily as soon as he came up, his old eyes shining as he looked Meng Xihong up and down.
"Your foundation is perfectly formed, your aura is well-controlled, and the purity of your magical power far surpasses that of others of the same level! Your foundation building is beautifully done! It's far superior to my own back then!"

Being praised so highly by a Golden Core cultivator made Meng Xihong feel quite pleased, but he didn't forget his business.

"Senior Yun, you are very knowledgeable. I would like to ask you a few questions."

　I'll try to write three chapters today!
　　Also, dear readers, there are two red envelopes today! Under Chapter 100, there are two red envelopes containing 200 recommendation votes each, to celebrate reaching the milestone of 100 chapters. Wishing you all a happy weekend!

　　Red envelope time: 6 PM

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