I picked up the scattered attributes

After the end of the Dark Ages, most of the remaining strongmen and experts in the Xuan Yuan World were wiped out in one bloody battle after another.

After that, history became legend, and legend became taboo.

Seven hundred years have passed, and the people who have rebuilt civilization have long forgotten their past glory and the honor of their ancestors.

There is no difference in this regard, whether for the Western Regions or the Eastern Emperor.

"Besides the Zuo family of the Three Lives Palace, there are also the Creation Palace, Crimson King Mountain, the Fu family, and so on..." The young man then listed many more names of various forces.

Some of them were ones Feng Xia had heard of, while others were ones he had never heard of before.

It's likely that either they changed their name later, or they were also destroyed in the great war.

"Are there any powerful individuals or clans with the surname Sikong?"

For no apparent reason, Feng Xia thought of someone.

It wasn't that the Sikong clan was particularly powerful, but rather that Sikong Sheng's demonic sword, which seemed to be related to the supernatural, left a very deep impression on him. If it weren't for the pig-slaughtering knife he had at the time, he would probably have been seriously injured!

"However, if I were to face him again, even if it were the Demon Blade at its peak, I would still have a way to deal with it."

Feng Xia murmured to himself.

Any enemy defeated by him will never have the chance to make a comeback!

"You say you're in seclusion, but you're actually not out of the loop."

Upon hearing the name, the young man showed a hint of surprise again, then nodded and said, "The Sikong Clan is a newly emerging clan that has risen in recent years, but its strength is extremely powerful. In the battle against the Zuo Clan, the Sikong Clan made an indispensable contribution!"

Feng Xia was immediately terrified.

The Sikong clan, who were bloodthirsty and committed countless atrocities in later generations, were actually on the side of the Western Regions in the battle seven hundred years ago!

No matter how much he tried to embellish Sikong Sheng's image, he still couldn't imagine this scene.

"Is there a master in the Sikong clan named Sikong Sheng? He always has a kind face and carries a bronze sword on his back..."

"Brother Dao, you've asked a bit too many questions."

Just then, the boy paused abruptly and said with a half-smile.

Feng Xia slapped his forehead and immediately took out ten more Yuan Crystals, handing them to the boy without hesitation: "Continue."

"so much!"

In an instant, the young scholar's heart was filled with joy.

He took the spirit stones with trembling hands, biting each one with his teeth to confirm they were safe before carefully putting them away. He muttered to himself, "With these spirit stones, I should be able to break through to the Dao Platform Realm, right? When that time comes..."

"Stop, stop, stop! It takes a total of twelve Yuan Crystals to break through to the Dao Platform Realm?"

Feng Xia interrupted the boy with a strange expression: "As far as I know, the energy in one Yuan Crystal is enough for a person to break through to the Dao Platform Realm. You have twelve and you've only 'approximately' broken through?"

"That's because I'm too inexperienced."

Upon hearing this topic, the boy blushed and stammered, "I used to come from a scholarly family with ample resources for my cultivation, but later, the Zuo clan destroyed my hometown, and my family perished in the chaos of war..."

The shame in his eyes vanished, leaving only intense hatred.

“Hold out your hand so I can see it,” Feng Xia suddenly said.

"what?"

The boy was dull and listless.

Feng Xia's words contained a magical power that made him subconsciously reach out his hand.

Feng Xia's divine sense swept over it, and then his expression became quite interesting:

"This kind of physique is exactly..."

He stared intently at the boy's face: "What... is your name?"

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Chapter 0641

"my name?"

The boy was taken aback by the question, then remembered to pull his hand away from Feng Xia's. He gave Feng Xia a strange look, and finally whispered, "My name is Chao Haisheng. Is there a problem?"

"..."

Feng Xia opened his mouth, looked at the young scholar in front of him, but didn't say a word.

Damn it.

This is a huge problem!

Not long after leaving the Forsaken Ancient Land, Feng Xia had heard of Chao Haisheng's name, but along with this name came many famous and outstanding achievements!

For example, Chao Haisheng, alone with his sword, stormed into the Demon God Palace.

For example, Chao Haisheng, alone with his sword, fought his way to the shores of the East China Sea, until no one dared to claim supremacy.

And for example...

There are too many legends and tales surrounding this name.

The first leader of Qianqiu Valley, Star River Spirit Body, Killing Sword, Tide Sea Life!

"So, the Xuanwu Kingdom shouldn't have been established yet, and Qianqiu Valley should still be a wilderness." Feng Xia stroked his chin thoughtfully, but then he thought of something mysterious, "The entrance to the Mysterious Ancient Street is located on the back mountain of Qianqiu Valley, leading all the way into the depths of the Canglan Mountains..."

"Does that mean I had already left that long street when I arrived here?"

Thinking of this, Feng Xia suddenly leaped into the air and disappeared into the distant horizon. Not long after, he gracefully descended from the sky again, in the boy's dazed gaze.

The young scholar was already dumbfounded, and stammered, "You...you didn't activate the Ascension Technique...you're at the Yuan Dan Realm?"

Although the Yuan Dan realm is not rare in this era.

But Feng Xia's age didn't seem much older than his, yet his cultivation was two major realms higher. This alone was enough to make the young man feel ashamed!

"Yuan Dan Realm?"

Feng Xia's lips twitched, and his eyelids twitched slightly: "Those people from Qianqiu Valley see everyone as Yuan Dan Realm. Could it be that they inherited that from this ancestor?"

Can this kind of thing be inherited?

Thinking of this, Feng Xia still hesitated before nodding: "My cultivation level... should be slightly stronger than the Yuan Dan realm."

"You really are at the Yuan Dan realm!"

Upon hearing this, the young scholar was overjoyed: "Brother Daoist, may I hire you with Yuan Crystals to escort me to the shores of the East Sea?"

As he spoke, he felt a little embarrassed: "Speaking of which, you're the one who gave me these elemental crystals, so you probably don't really care for them..."

With the wealth of a Yuan Dan realm cultivator, even if he returned the twelve Yuan crystals, Feng Xia probably wouldn't even glance at them!

But the boy also knew very well in his heart...

If Feng Xia is also unwilling to escort him, then there really won't be anyone else who can!

With his pitiful talent and weak cultivation, let alone going to the East China Sea, he would probably die halfway through in this chaotic world!

"The shores of the East China Sea? I can take you there."

Feng Xia's heart stirred slightly, and then he suddenly flicked his sleeve, leading the boy forward: "I happen to have many questions to ask you, and I won't take your Yuan Crystals. Just answer my questions."

"Okay, ask away, I'll answer everything!"

……

Feng Xia followed the boy away from the street, heading east towards the East China Sea coast of this era.

Just as Feng Xia saw when he briefly left, although he traveled from the mysterious ancient street to seven hundred years ago, in fact, from the moment he stepped into this time and space, he was no longer on that long street.

He walked out of the long street, but the long street was not behind him.

"If I want to go back, I might have to return to Thousand Autumns Valley first and find the ancient street buried there..."

Feng Xia suddenly realized something.

However, since we're already here—

Whether this is the Xuan Yuan world from seven hundred years ago, or a fragment of time imprinted on the ancient street, he has every reason to take a trip here!

Because he wanted to know what exactly happened during the Great Migration seven hundred years ago.

After the end of the Dark Ages, the Lord of the Three Lives Palace disappeared, and the Goddess Wu Guan vanished. Even so, there should still be quite a few powerful figures who survived.

However, a great migration seven hundred years ago buried countless powerful people. What reason could there be that made people back then unwilling to retreat even half a step, even if they fought to the death?

Although the history is basically clear, Feng Xia still instinctively feels that... there might still be something strange about it!

"Initially, the Zuo family was quite easy to talk to, but later, someone accidentally discovered that they were building an altar and secretly contacting forces outside the realm, intending to hold a blood sacrifice to summon a great being to descend..."

With Feng Xia by his side, young Chao Haisheng seemed much more lively.

Or perhaps he hadn't had anyone to confide in for a long time, and he talked on and on with Feng Xia.

About his background, about his family, about the powerful forces he sees, and about his hopes for the future...

"Unfortunately, although I have many ideas, my talent is simply too poor. If I could cultivate step by step, perhaps my ultimate achievement in this life could reach the Yuan Dan realm..."

The boy's face was full of shyness, no matter how you looked at it...

They all look great in women's clothing.