Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

Chapter 101 No Regrets After a Move, Sword in the Abyss!

After listening, Lan He's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he finally understood the scheme of the nine-tailed fox Lan He.

"I see."

He spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of realization and admiration, "You want me to unite the Sword Sect, the Dao Sect, and the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan to form an alliance and destroy the Yuan Sect together?"

The nine-tailed fox Lanhe nodded slightly, a smile playing on her lips, her seven golden tails swaying gently behind her: "That's exactly right."

Lanhe pondered for a moment, carefully sorting through the words of the nine-tailed fox Lanhe in his mind, and gradually figured out the underlying logic.

"You asked me to return the Mo Yuan Sword in order to win over the Sword Sect leader. The Sword Sect's long-lost treasure has been recovered. This favor is enough to get that Reincarnation Realm leader on my side."

Nine-Tailed Fox Lanhe nodded: "The people of the Sword Sect value loyalty and righteousness the most. You left with the Mo Yuan Sword, making you the Sword Sect's greatest benefactor. If needed in the future, the Sword Sect will definitely do its utmost to help you."

"The reason I was allowed to join the Dao Sect was to gain the support of Ying Xuanzi and that Supreme Elder."

Lan He continued, "Although the Dao Sect acts cautiously, if I have enough potential, Ying Xuanzi will not hesitate to cultivate me. At that time, the two Reincarnation Realm cultivators will be my support."

"good."

A hint of approval flashed in the eyes of the nine-tailed fox Lanhe, and she said, "Although the Dao Sect's style is not as flamboyant as the Sword Sect's, it is better in its steady and methodical approach. Even the Yuan Sect would not dare to easily start a war with them. In the future, when the Yuan Sect launches its plan to annihilate the major super sects of the Eastern Xuan Region, the Dao Sect will be the super sect that persists to the end."

"Even the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace was spared from disaster only because of Lin Dong's rescue. With the Dao Sect backing you up, you have a solid foundation."

Lan He nodded thoughtfully.

"not to mention----"

A sly glint flashed in the eyes of the nine-tailed fox Lanhe as she smiled and said, "The Dao Sect also possesses a supreme treasure ranked third on the list of ancient divine artifacts—the Great Desolate Stele. The Demon King suppressed beneath that Great Desolate Stele requires the power of two ancestral symbols to be completely destroyed. And you happen to possess that power."

"With this opportunity, you can seek this divine object, which is second only to the Ancestral Stone, and further enhance your own prestige."

Lan He nodded slightly. He naturally knew all this.

In the original world, when Lin Dong was comprehending the Great Desolation Scripture, he was told by the Great Desolation Stele that he needed the power of two Ancestral Symbols to help him completely suppress that Demon King.

He would naturally not miss the opportunity to obtain this ancient artifact.

Seeing the understanding look on his face, the nine-tailed fox Lanhe's smile deepened: "In this way, you will possess two great ancestral symbols, plus the third-ranked divine artifact in the world. Even if the urn doesn't reappear in the future, you will be able to roam the world freely."

He paused, as if remembering something, and said, "However, there is one more thing I need to tell you."

"What is it?" Lanhe asked curiously.

The nine-tailed fox Lanhe's expression turned serious as he slowly explained, "You must know that the Demon Realm and the Eastern Profound Realm are far apart, separated by the Chaotic Demon Sea. Even a powerful expert at the Life Profound Realm would need to fly for half a year to reach the Eastern Profound Realm from the Chaotic Demon Sea."

"Even with the help of teleportation arrays, it would probably take you about a year to cross the Chaotic Demon Sea from the Eastern Xuan Domain and reach the Demon Domain."

Lan He frowned slightly; he hadn't thought about this in detail.

"Therefore, I suggest that you do not return the Mo Yuan Sword for the time being."

The nine-tailed fox Lanhe looked at him and explained with a smile, "The Moyuan Sword is a mid-level Pure Yuan Treasure. Even if you can't fully unleash its power yet, its flight speed is enough to allow you to cross the Chaotic Demon Sea and arrive at the Demon Realm in a very short time."

"You can return this sword to the Sword Sect after you return from the Demon Realm."

After listening, Lan He remained silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the nine-tailed fox Lan He with a complex mix of emotions.

"You really are—" He shook his head, his tone a mixture of admiration and helplessness, "You've considered everything."

From rallying various factions to scheming for the divine artifact, to managing travel time, and even the purpose of the Mo Yuan Sword, everything was meticulously planned. The nine-tailed fox Lan He before them had truly calculated everything that could be calculated.

Nine-Tailed Fox Lanhe smiled slightly, waved his hand, and continued, "Well, you don't need to worry about the various factions in the Eastern Xuan Region resisting the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. Back when the powerful figures of the Eastern Xuan Region and the Demon Realm were fighting, my Nine-Tailed Fox Clan had already declined and did not participate. Therefore, there is no blood feud between my Nine-Tailed Fox Clan and the major super sects of the Eastern Xuan Region."

He paused, his expression growing even more serious: "The only thing to worry about is that the Yuan Sect might ask a King-level Otherworldly Demon for help. You need to plan ahead for this and send that Lord of Life and Death to the Undying Holy Whale Clan as soon as possible to help him recover his strength."

"In this way, with the Lord of Life and Death as a backer, we can counterbalance the alien demon forces behind the Yuan Sect, thus ensuring absolute safety."

He paused, then added, "Of course, if you can help the Ice Master recover his strength ahead of time, that's the same. The choice is entirely up to you."

Lan He listened quietly, then nodded solemnly: "I've got it."

The nine-tailed fox Lanhe looked at him, a relieved smile appearing on her face. In that smile, there was comfort, satisfaction, and a hint of relief.

"My wish has been fulfilled since you agreed to this."

He spoke softly, his voice gradually becoming ethereal and elusive, as if it might dissipate in the wind at any moment.

Lan He raised his head, wanting to say something more, but found himself at a loss for words. Looking at the figure before him who resembled him but was more mature, a complex emotion welled up within him.

The nine-tailed fox Lanhe seemed to see through his thoughts and smiled slightly: "Go ahead and do it, Lanhe."

His voice grew increasingly ethereal, and his figure became fainter and fainter, almost transparent.

"Having an urn is your good fortune. How many regrets in this world can never be made up for, how many paths, once embarked upon, can never be turned back—I lived my life too freely, yet I also suffered a miserable defeat. Life is like a game of chess; once a move is made, there is no going back, but in this game, I ultimately lost."

He looked at Lanhe, his eyes filled with expectation, entrustment, and a sense of relief: "When the heart is filled with resentment, thoughts become clouded, leading to death in the cycle of reincarnation. But now, go and walk another path for me, go and see the scenery you've never seen before—"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the nine-tailed fox Lanhe completely disappeared, turning into specks of light and merging into the urn behind him.

Lan He stood there, motionless for a long time. He gazed at the gradually dimming light, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

A moment later, the urn trembled slightly, and the lid slid open silently.

A cold, eerie light surged from the box, instantly illuminating the entire space. At the center of that light, a long, jet-black sword silently floated out.

The scabbard is ancient and simple, as black as ink, with fine sword patterns engraved on it. Faint light flows slowly around the surface of the scabbard, its light deep and restrained, yet impossible to ignore.

Even before it was drawn, Lan He could clearly feel the sharp sword intent contained within it. That sharpness, restrained yet domineering, was stronger than any sword he had ever seen, as if it could tear through the void at any moment.

Medium-grade Pure Yuan Treasure - Mo Yuan Sword.

Lanhe slowly reached out and grasped the sword hilt.

The moment I touched it, a sharp sword intent surged into my mind, but it quickly subsided into calm, as if it had already acknowledged my existence.