Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

Three days later.

The entrance to the Azure Sky Immortal Sect.

This was Li Xiaoyao's first time setting foot in the core area of ​​the Immortal Sect.

Passing through layers of arrayed light curtains and over countless floating celestial mountains and pavilions, a majestic and solemn mausoleum comes into view.

Martyrs' Park.

The garden gate is made of white jade pillars, with four simple and ancient characters engraved on them: "Heroic Spirit Endures Forever".

The park is filled with verdant pines and cypresses, imbued with spiritual energy. Stone tablets stand silently, and beneath each tablet lies the body of a hero who died fighting for the Immortal Sect.

Today, the Martyrs' Cemetery is especially solemn.

Hundreds of figures stood in the garden, all of them at the Purple Mansion cultivation level.

There were outer sect elders, inner sect disciples, and some with even deeper auras who resembled Golden Core True Monarchs.

Everyone remained silent, their gazes fixed on the newly erected stone tablet in the center of the garden.

The inscription on the stele reads:

"The Tomb of the Late Inner Disciple, True Man Changqing"

"Guarding the outpost of the desolate corridor for 170 years"

"He sacrificed his life for his cause; his noble spirit will live on forever."

"Qingxiao Immortal Sect Established"

Li Xiaoyao stood in the crowd, gazing at the stone tablet, speechless for a long time.

The remains of Senior Changqing were carried out by him from the Realm Ruins.

He brought back the last words of Senior Changqing to the Immortal Sect. Changqingzi's achievements are finally being posthumously recognized and remembered today.

He silently thought to himself, "Senior, do you see? The Immortal Sect has not forgotten you."

The memorial ceremony was simple yet solemn.

A white-haired Golden Elixir True Lord personally presided over the ceremony, reciting the eulogy and recalling the life of the Elder Changqing.

The sound was desolate and tragic, echoing throughout the Martyrs' Cemetery, moving all who heard it.

After the memorial address was read, everyone stepped forward in turn to offer a stick of incense before the monument.

When it was Li Xiaoyao's turn, he bowed three times and inserted the incense sticks into the burner.

"Rest in peace, senior."

……

After the memorial service ended, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Just as Li Xiaoyao was about to leave, he suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him:

"Young friend from Shangyuan!"

He turned around and saw a figure walking towards him through the crowd—a straw hat, a bamboo cane, and a gentle smile.

Xiaoxi Pavilion.

"Senior Keitai!"

Li Xiaoyao quickly went to greet him.

Xiao Xiting looked him up and down, a look of satisfaction in her eyes: "Good, good. It's been a few years, and your cultivation has improved again. I heard you defeated Chao Litian?"

Li Xiaoyao smiled slightly: "Senior is well-informed."

Just as Xiao Xiting was about to speak, another clear, cold voice came from the side:

"Senior Xiting, Fellow Daoist Shangyuan."

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure dressed in a sky-blue flowing dress with wide sleeves walking gracefully towards them.

Shuyu Zhenren.

Li Xiaoyao's eyes lit up: "Fellow Daoist Shuyu, you've come too?"

Shuyu nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over Li Xiaoyao, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Fellow Daoist's cultivation... is much stronger than it was a year ago."

"Likewise," Li Xiaoyao laughed. "Fellow Daoist, too."

Shuyu raised the corners of her lips slightly in response.

Xiao Xiting looked at Li Xiaoyao, then at Shuyu, stroked his beard and smiled, "You two seem to get along very well."

The team worked together seamlessly during their trip to Jiexu, and now they've reunited at the Martyrs' Cemetery—it's quite a coincidence.

Shuyu nodded, but didn't respond to the question. Instead, she looked up at the two of them, her voice clear and melodious like an icy spring:

"Fellow Daoists, I have something to discuss with you."

Xiao Xiting raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh? Fellow Daoist Shuyu, please speak."

Shuyu's gaze slowly swept across the two faces, and she lowered her voice to say:

"I recently discovered a secret realm."

"The Kan Water Dao Lineage, the Ancient Grotto Heaven."

Li Xiaoyao's heart stirred slightly. Shuyu cultivated the Kan Water Daoist tradition, and the secret realm of the Kan Water Daoist lineage that she had explored was by no means ordinary.

Xiao Xiting paused in stroking his beard, a flicker of interest in his eyes: "Tell me in detail."

Shuyu did not answer immediately, but instead raised her hand to set up a soundproof barrier around the three of them before continuing:

"In recent years, I have been organizing ancient books and tracing the legacy of the ancient Kan Shui master."

Three months ago, a clue was discovered from a tattered jade slip—eight thousand years ago, a Daoist named "Xuanming" Kan Shui Zhenjun, before his demise, sealed his secret realm within a void rift.

"The True Lord of Xuanming?"

Xiao Xiting frowned slightly. "I have heard of this name."

Xuanming Zhenjun – Full title: Xuanming Shangqing Zhenjun

Was he one of the Golden Core True Monarchs from the early days of the Qingxiao Immortal Sect?

"Exactly."

Shuyu nodded. "True Lord Xuanming, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, specializes in the Kan Water Dao lineage. He participated in many early expansion battles of the Immortal Sect and has made outstanding military achievements."

However, he suddenly disappeared during a pursuit of the remnants of the demonic path deep into the void.

After years of fruitless searching, the Immortal Sect finally concluded that he had perished.

She paused, then continued, "But the tattered jade slip records that True Lord Xuanming did not perish at the hands of the demonic path, but rather accidentally discovered an extremely hidden 'Void Spirit Cave' during the pursuit."

It contains an opportunity that is enough for a Golden Core True Monarch to break through to the Nascent Soul Dao Embryo.

He was at a bottleneck in his cultivation at the time, so he had selfish thoughts. He faked his death to escape and sneaked into that spiritual cave for secluded cultivation.

"And the result?"

Li Xiaoyao asked.

"The result..." Shuyu shook her head.

"That spiritual cave does indeed hold great opportunities, but it also harbors great dangers."

Xuanming Zhenjun was trapped inside for thousands of years. Although he gained something, he was never able to escape.

Before his death, he sealed away his own hidden realm, leaving behind a wisp of his will to await those who would follow.

Xiao Xiting pondered for a moment: "Does Fellow Daoist Shuyu mean that the Void Spirit Cave and the Xuanming True Monarch's secret realm still exist?"

"Exactly."

A glint flashed in Shuyu's eyes, "Following the clues, I spent several months finally pinpointing the approximate location!"

Located northeast of the desolate corridor, about a sixty-day voyage from the territory under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Sect, in a nameless depth of the void.

She looked at the two of them, her tone solemn:

"I know my cultivation is still shallow, and venturing alone into the secret realm of a Golden Core True Monarch is more likely to be dangerous than safe."

If I could have two fellow Daoists traveling with me—Senior Xiting, with his profound experience, and Daoist Shangyuan, with whom I have excellent teamwork—the chances of success would be much greater.

"I am not greedy for many opportunities within the secret realm; I only wish to obtain the Kan Water inheritance from the True Lord Xuanming."

The remaining treasures, spiritual materials, and fragments of grotto-heavens will be distributed among the two fellow Daoists.

Xiao Xiting didn't speak, but just looked at Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking:

"Fellow Daoist Shuyu and I have been through life and death together; this trust is worth taking a gamble on."

He looked at Xiao Xiting: "What is Senior Xiting's opinion?"

Xiao Xiting stroked his beard thoughtfully, his gaze sweeping over the two faces before finally smiling slightly:

"This old man of mine was planning to retire peacefully. But..."

He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Shuyu has personally spoken, and young friend Shangyuan also intends to go. If I don't accompany him, it would seem rather unfriendly of me."

"When do we set off?"

A look of joy flashed in Shuyu's eyes, and she immediately said:

"I have prepared a flying boat and made all the necessary supplies. If you two have no other important matters to attend to, you may depart in three days."

Li Xiaoyao and Xiao Xiting exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.

"it is good."

See you in three days.

-

Three days later.

Outside Chuixing Post Station, a small, sleek, azure-blue flying boat floats silently.

The "Canglan" ship of Master Shuyu.

Li Xiaoyao and Xiao Xiting boarded the boat one after the other. Shuyu was already waiting in the cabin, and nodded slightly when she saw the two arrive.

"Please have a seat, fellow Daoists. The journey will take about sixty days. I have prepared some spiritual tea and fruits for you. Let us discuss the Dao along the way."

The Azure Boat trembled slightly, transformed into a streak of blue light, and sped towards the vast void.

Behind them, Chuixingyi Station gradually shrank until it disappeared from sight.

Ahead lies an unknown void, the secret realm of a Golden Core True Monarch, and an opportunity that could change the three's path to immortality.

Li Xiaoyao stood by the porthole, gazing at the boundless darkness and starlight outside, the three magical artifacts in his sleeves slightly warm.

What will we encounter this time?

he does not know.

But he knew that with these two fellow Daoists by his side, even the most dangerous path was worth taking.