Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

A chilling feeling, as if I were being stared at, suddenly swept over my entire body without warning!

He clearly sensed four divine senses, carrying an undisguised pressure, instantly seeing through him inside and out!

Within his body are the four immortal foundations: Xuanhuang Pass, Changsheng Palace, Susha Mansion, and Guicang Abyss.

At this moment, it seemed to be drawn and resonated by some higher-level law, and began to vibrate slightly uncontrollably!

The four-colored true essence light flashed and disappeared on his body!

Although it was only for a moment, the unique aura that was so clear and contained the complete rudimentary form of the Four Symbols Reincarnation was firmly captured by the four descending divine thoughts!

Li Xiaoyao's expression changed drastically. He abruptly stood up, looked towards the sky in the direction of the Sanctuary, and his heart pounded wildly like a drum.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, above the ruins of the sanctuary.

For the first time, the three Purple Mansion True Persons simultaneously showed expressions of shock and realization!

"This is……"

Hong Lie was speechless.

"The Four Symbols Immortal Foundation?! Such a complete nascent cycle?! Foundation Establishment stage?!"

A sharp glint flashed in Jiaheng's eyes, and he could no longer remain indifferent.

"I see... that's the variable!"

For the first time, a violent ripple appeared in Qingru's usually cold and aloof eyes.

Xiao Xiting slowly put down his bamboo cane, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

"Fellow Daoists, what do you say..."

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of anticipation.

"If we take this child as the starting point, the four symbols he carries as the bridge, and the cause and effect of his growth in this world as the thread..."

"Is it possible for us to find a way that can help this world advance smoothly without harming our own cultivation path, and also to gain benefits from it...?"

"A third way?"

..........

Outside Luoxia Market, the Golden Light Array of Mountains and Rivers was in imminent danger, its light curtain dimming and cracks beginning to appear.

The endless hordes of ferocious beasts charged forward relentlessly, each impact causing the cultivators maintaining the formation to turn paler, and an atmosphere of despair permeated the air.

Suddenly, a not-too-intense, frosty white light quietly fell from the northwest sky.

Where the light passed, time and space seemed to freeze.

The dense, roaring torrent of ferocious beasts, whether small ferocious beasts in the Qi Refining stage or giant monsters in the Foundation Establishment stage with ferocious auras, all stopped moving abruptly.

They maintained their ferocious posture from a moment ago, but their bodies were covered with a layer of crystal-clear frost at a visible speed, which quickly spread inward.

Click... Click...

The subtle cracking sounds blended together, like a glacier thawing.

The next moment, the tens of thousands of frozen demonic beasts, along with the filthy demonic energy churning around them, collapsed and annihilated in the same instant, like weathered sand sculptures!

It turned into countless tiny, shimmering ice crystals of dust, which fell softly and covered the scorched earth outside the market with a thick layer.

(A shower of petals falling from the sky~)

With a single, effortless move, the terrifying beast tide that had plagued the Li family and others for days, resulting in heavy casualties, vanished without a trace.

Inside the market, whether it was Li Mutian and Li Xiangping, who were struggling to hold on, or the many exhausted cultivators, they all stood there dumbfounded.

Looking out at the empty battlefield covered in ice crystals, my mind went blank.

The pressure of the formation suddenly disappeared, the light screen stopped flashing, and only a faint hum remained.

The source of that frosty white light—the figure of an old farmer wearing a straw hat and leaning on a green bamboo cane—had already pierced through the golden light array of mountains and rivers.

He appeared before Li Xiaoyao, who had just stood up in shock due to the dramatic changes in the outside world.

Li Xiaoyao didn't even have time to see how the other party appeared before he felt an aura as vast as the starry sea envelop him.

"Young friend Li".

Xiao Xiting looked at him with a smile, her gaze gentle, "I have a tremendous opportunity waiting for you here, so come with me."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Xiaoyao didn't even have time to react—to ask questions, to be on guard, or to back away—before he felt a withered hand press on his shoulder.

The next moment, the world spun around!

It was as if the entire world had been stuffed into a rapidly spinning kaleidoscope, or as if it were being roughly kneaded and pulled by an invisible hand!

Everything in sight—the market town, the clansmen, the scorched earth, the ice crystals—was distorted, blurred, and stretched into bizarre bands of color!

My body felt as if it had lost its weight, yet it also felt as if it was under immense pressure. My internal organs seemed to have shifted, and my soul felt intensely torn apart and dizzy!

Spatial teleportation! And it's a brutal teleportation over an extremely long distance with absolutely no protection!

It was only a breath or two, but for Li Xiaoyao it felt as long as enduring torture.

When his feet touched solid ground and the surrounding scenery re-coordinated, he felt a splitting headache, his stomach churning, stars flashing before his eyes, and his legs going weak. He almost vomited on the spot and couldn't even stand up straight.

"Well……"

He groaned, put his hand to his forehead, and his face turned deathly pale.

"Having just been moved, your mind and soul are still unstable. Please be patient, young friend."

A clear, gentle female voice rang out.

Immediately afterwards, Li Xiaoyao felt a chill between his brows.

A crystal-clear drop of water, faintly fragrant with tea and exuding a refreshing aura, was launched into the air and precisely landed between his eyebrows.

Om-!

A cool and comforting sensation, seemingly capable of washing away all drowsiness and discomfort, instantly spread from between my brows, flowing through my limbs and bones, penetrating straight to my soul.

The nauseating aftereffects of spatial teleportation melted away quickly, like lingering snow touched by a spring breeze.

The headache, dizziness, and nausea subsided instantly, and my mind became clearer and more stable than ever before. Even the true energy in my body, which had been disordered due to the fierce battle, became much smoother.

Li Xiaoyao let out a long breath, finally regaining his balance and looking around.

He was in a strange space.

Beneath their feet were solidified, slightly rippling clouds, above their heads was a faintly visible layer of azure light, and outside, roaring, purplish-gold lightning tribulations raged.

Inside the light shield was a relatively quiet area.

Before him, four figures, some sitting and some standing, were scrutinizing him with different expressions.

Besides the old farmer in the bamboo hat who had brought him there, there was a cold-looking Taoist priest in a green robe with his hands behind his back, a burly man with fiery red hair and a wild aura, and a serene woman in white with a zither across her knees.

The woman in white was the one who helped him calm down.

The old farmer in the straw hat, Xiao Xiting, spoke first, still with his usual cheerful expression: "Young friend Li, are you feeling better? I am Xiao Jinnian, and my Taoist name is Xiting."

He pointed to the three people beside him and introduced them from left to right: "These are—Chen Shouzhou, whose Taoist name is Honglie; Chi Feiyuan, whose Taoist name is Jiaheng; and He Lingyi, whose Taoist name is Qingru."

Li Xiaoyao's heart trembled violently!

Although he had suspected it beforehand, hearing the Daoist titles of the real people in person and confirming that the four people in front of him were all powerful beings in the Purple Mansion Realm who were above the Foundation Establishment stage still made him feel a sense of oppression and awe from their level of life and absolute power, which made him gasp for breath.

He immediately suppressed all distracting thoughts, forced himself to remain calm, and respectfully performed a standard junior's salute: "Junior Li Xiaoyao greets True Man Xiting, True Man Honglie, True Man Jiaheng, and True Man Qingru! I was out of line just now, thank you for your help, True Man Qingru."