"Everything is normal for now."
Chu Chen said.
The demon egg in the Fallen Sword Mountain Range was indeed the heart's greatest concern for the Kongshan Sect at this very moment.
If one day, unusual activity appeared in the Fallen Sword Mountain Range and a great demon emerged into the world, then the Kongshan Sect, without Li Haoran holding the fort, would inevitably have to request support from the other four great sects, specifically their Dao Union realm Grand Elders.
Not only would they have to pay a massive price, but by that time, the news of Li Haoran's death would also be completely impossible to conceal.
And in Fu Qian's heart, there was an additional speculation.
Ever since the fall of Su Hongzhen, the first and also the last Sword Immortal of the Chenping Continent, the path to immortality in this world had already been severed.
Fu Qian, being a cultivator of the middle three realms, naturally didn't understand anything about the path to immortality, but the Grand Elders of the upper three realms all said so.
As for the reason the path to immortality was severed...
Fu Qian was a supporter of the Cause of Calamity Theory. He believed it must be because of some baseless existence that the path to immortality was severed.
Actually, for Fu Qian, whether the path to immortality was severed or not wasn't important.
Because with his talent, the Myriad Transformations Realm was almost his limit.
Forget ascending to immortality, even the upper three realms were distant, unattainable existences to Fu Qian.
But he believed the existence of the "Cause of Calamity" might be exploitable.
Just like the Orthodox Pivot Sect twelve hundred years ago.
As for that demon egg in the Fallen Sword Mountain Range, Fu Qian believed it might very likely be related to the Cause of Calamity.
...
Chenping Continent, Southern Region.
Ningshi Mountain Ferry.
This was one of the three largest neutral cultivator ferries in the entire Southern Region of the Chenping Continent, located between the Great Yi Dynasty and the Yuting Country.
Tens of thousands of cultivators gathered here, their cultivation realms mostly ranging from the Body Forging Realm to the Myriad Transformations Realm.
Hundreds of ferries of varying sizes floated in the air.
Chen Yan followed behind Mr. You.
If one were to compare the size of the ferries, the largest ferry at this Ningshi Mountain Ferry was far less than half the size of the Kongshan Sect's ferry.
"This is for you."
Mr. You handed Chen Yan a human skin mask.
"This is..."
Chen Yan took the mask handed to him by Mr. You.
The texture and quality of this mask far surpassed the one Ding Qiu had given him during the previous cycle of reincarnation.
"A good item from the Mirage Palace. It would be very troublesome if your real identity were recognized, wouldn't it?"
Mr. You said.
The cultivators coming and going at the Ningshi Mountain Ferry were extremely diverse and chaotic. It was perfectly normal for disciples of the Five Great Sects to pass through occasionally.
Even elders from the Five Great Sects were quite common sights at this ferry.
Chen Yan stared at the mask in his hand, thinking it was indeed genuine goods.
Then, his heart suddenly tightened—
If his real identity were recognized, it would be very troublesome?
Wait, since Mr. You said this, did it mean he knew Chen Yan's real identity?
Soon, Chen Yan gave up on continuing to let his thoughts run wild.
Because it was meaningless.
Mr. You definitely knew many of his secrets; he just wasn't saying anything.
He had even witnessed with his own eyes Chen Yan, with only Qi Sea Realm cultivation, instantly unleash a burst technique powerful enough to kill a Fifth Realm Great Demon, yet he hadn't asked a single question.
Chen Yan was the same. He clearly knew Mr. You's identity must be the reincarnated body of an Immortal Ascension Realm cultivator.
But he had also never brought it up or inquired about it with Mr. You.
Both of them had a tacit understanding.
Chen Yan put on the human skin mask Mr. You gave him and continued walking along the streets of the Ningshi Mountain Ferry.
"We need to find a ferry heading to the Northern Region."
Mr. You continued.
After the battle in the desert with that Scorpion Demon, Chen Yan had comprehended that extremely terrifying, profound Clear Light.
The price he paid was the complete shattering of all the meridians throughout his body.
Only the Nine Revolutions Chaotic Heaven Meridian Forging Pill from Wind Ravine Valley could repair Chen Yan's meridians.
And just from the words "Nine Revolutions," Chen Yan knew how rare this kind of pill must be.
Only cultivators at or above the Divine Ability Realm could refine pills of this grade.
In other words, only a Grand Elder of Wind Ravine Valley personally refining the pill could produce this Nine Revolutions Chaotic Heaven Meridian Forging Pill.
And the materials were also extremely precious and rare.
In fact, Chen Yan thought the chance of successfully begging for the pill from Wind Ravine Valley was slim.
But he had to try.
At worst, he could use the Purple Mansion Record and mix it with the defective cultivation method from the Biqiu Sect to create a new cultivation technique, then trade it with Wind Ravine Valley...
Currently, Chen Yan's mastery of the Purple Mansion Record had also reached the great accomplishment stage. One could say he had completely achieved thorough understanding and mastery.
If Chen Yan were to return to the time when he had just become the Chief Disciple of Kongyuan Mountain and have him improve the Kongshan Art again,
then the refinement level of the Purple Mansion Kongshan Art would far surpass the previous version.
But in reality, Chen Yan didn't place much importance on the Purple Mansion Record.
Compared to the Hidden Immortal Art and the Great Derivation Art, the grade of the Purple Mansion Record was more than just one level lower.
The reason the rewards for these last two cycles of reincarnation were both proficiency in the Purple Mansion Record, Chen Yan believed this was the pattern of the reincarnation rewards.
Every time he achieved a B- grade reincarnation evaluation, the reward was proficiency in a cultivation technique. First the Hidden Immortal Art, then the Purple Mansion Record.
Now that the Purple Mansion Record had also reached great accomplishment, the reward he should receive the next time his reincarnation evaluation reaches B- grade would be proficiency in the Great Derivation Art.
This made Chen Yan very expectant.
If the current Great Derivation Art could unleash such power, then what about when the Great Derivation Art reaches minor accomplishment, or even great accomplishment?
And Chen Yan also clearly understood that great accomplishment in a cultivation technique was not the ultimate limit.
Because whether it was the Hidden Immortal Art or the Purple Mansion Record, Chen Yan still felt there was more room for improvement.
As for how to continue improving, it most likely required achieving a higher reincarnation evaluation grade.
But these were not things Chen Yan needed to consider at the moment.
His most important matter was how to repair his meridians.
"Beiguang River Ferry, Beiguang River! Departing in half an hour, those who want to go, get on board quickly!"
A tall, dark-skinned middle-aged man stood in front of a ferry over thirty zhang long, using true qi to amplify his voice as he shouted hoarsely.
Beiguang River Ferry was a neutral cultivator ferry in the Northern Region of the Chenping Continent.
"Boatman, what's the fare for your boat?"
Mr. You stopped and asked the dark-skinned middle-aged man.
"Two high-grade spirit stones per person, no bargaining!"
The dark-skinned middle-aged man said.
"Three high-grade spirit stones for two people, how about that?"
Mr. You said softly.
Hearing this, the dark-skinned middle-aged man was taken aback, then showed an unhappy expression, looking Mr. You and Chen Yan behind him up and down.
"Fellow Daoist, I just said no bargaining. Two high-grade spirit stones per person, not a single one less. Otherwise, you two can go check out other ferries."
"Fellow Daoist, consider it making a friend."
As he spoke, Mr. You took another step forward, the Wind Ravine Valley token at his waist swaying slightly.