Evening.
A ray of golden light shot into the sky with a "swish," and strands of golden spiritual wind whirled up within the bamboo forest. The moment Liu Liying succeeded in refining the Divine Seat Golden Scroll into her natal artifact, she broke through, becoming a Ten Realm Folding Fan Goddess, and at the peak of the Ten Realms, just one step away from the Eleventh Realm.
On the mountaintop, Wu Zhi stood up, looked in the direction of Tian Ran Ju, and smiled. After that person arrived, the Mountain Top Villa would indeed undergo great changes, and she had taken care of the weakest ones.
As Lin Zhao walked out of Tian Ran Ju and stepped into the bamboo forest, the small world had dispersed, revealing the beautiful figures of his master and Liu Liying.
"Thank you, Master, for the opportunity!"
Lin Zhao cupped his fists and smiled, "Master, do you want white fish soup or braised crucian carp tonight?"
"You can have both," the white-clothed woman smiled faintly.
"Haha, alright, got it!"
Lin Zhao smiled cheerfully and shouted down the mountain, "Ben Zi, come up the mountain to catch fish!"
"Coming!"
Down the mountain, the figure of the peak Eleven Realm martial artist flashed over. He then followed Lin Zhao, carrying fishing gear, rolled up his trousers, and went down to the pond to catch fish. His master and Liu Liying stood by the bank, watching the two fish with smiles.
Dong Cang continued to be busy. The figure in the apricot-yellow long skirt flitted about, effortlessly taking a deer leg from the storeroom or gathering a basket of wild vegetables from the mountain. His master watched with narrowed eyes. Actually, Dong Cang was also good. If Xiao Zhao were to marry in the future... it would undoubtedly bring endless benefits.
However, Lin Wanhua of Fusu Long Wall, with her exceptional swordsmanship, was also good.
And then there were Liu Liying, Wu Zhi, Yu Wan Ning, and others. My Xiao Zhao had an exceptionally good fortune with women, it couldn't be helped.
As the saying goes, you can have them all.
Everything was up to fate, let it run its course.
...
For dinner, the freeloading duo arrived on time. Tang Guangjun, as the last ranked offering, also qualified to sit at the table. They clinked glasses, drank wine, and ate meat, showing no trace of the ethereal demeanor of celestial beings on the mountain.
After dinner, Dong Cang was washing dishes by the pond.
As she was washing the dishes, a golden radiance suddenly surged in her spiritual platform, instantly bestowing inspiration. A brilliant beam of light shot into the sky, and she had, just like that, stepped into the Upper Five Realms, becoming an Eleven Realm Apricot Woman!
Among the female spirits in the world, apricot women, peach blossom demons, and others were actually numerous in the mountains. However, it was difficult for female spirits who were ignorant of the Great Dao to break through the Middle Five Realms. For countless millennia, truly few apricot women and peach blossom demons had managed to enter the Upper Five Realms. Dong Cang, having received a fragment of Bing Lan's fortune, happened to become one of them.
"Congratulations, Dong Cang!"
Lin Zhao, like a gust of wind, rushed to Dong Cang, even using the formation of the wind and sails to increase his speed.
Dong Cang's pretty face flushed: "It's all thanks to the young master and master's gift. Dong Cang has actually done nothing."
Lin Zhao grinned, "I know you've done nothing."
Dong Cang's pretty face flushed even more. The young master really didn't know how to speak. Fortunately, she liked this kind of young master.
"Miss Dong Cang, congratulations!"
Su Shanjun and Old Sword Immortal Han congratulated her in unison.
Dong Cang smiled and nodded, thanking them both.
The white-clothed woman walked out of the living room and said, "Xiao Zhao, go to the mountaintop. Master has something to tell you."
"Yes, Master!"
Lin Zhao spread his arms and, riding his flying sword Hong Ye, headed straight for the mountaintop. As he flew to the summit and stood under the moonlight, his master was already there, standing by the cliff edge.
"Master!"
He cupped his fists respectfully.
"Xiao Zhao."
The beautiful master smiled with dimples, saying, "Other than passing down the Dragon Slaying Sword, Master has never taught you anything. Sometimes, your second senior sister and third senior brother have been chattering in Master's ear, saying Master hasn't treated you well enough. So this time, when I descend to the mortal realm, Master will impart to you a supreme treasure from the Eternal Realm."
"Ah?"
Lin Zhao was somewhat flattered, "Wha... what supreme treasure?"
The beautiful master raised her palm and a golden secret manual flew out of her sleeve, hovering in front of Lin Zhao. She smiled, "This is a sword scripture that Master compiled based on her own sword dao after entering the Fourteenth Realm many years ago. It's called the Eternal Sword Scripture, and it's one of the foundations of the Eternal Realm in the Upper Realm. From now on, you can begin cultivating the Eternal Sword Scripture."
"..."
Lin Zhao's heart was struck by lightning. This happiness came too suddenly. He had originally intended to be content with a few scraps of knowledge from his master, but he never expected her to bestow an entire sword scripture right away, and a supreme treasure of the Eternal Realm at that. How powerful could it be?!
He cautiously and respectfully knelt down, taking the sword scripture with both hands. He frowned, "Master, this sword scripture..."
"No need to ask."
The beautiful master smiled faintly, "If you ask, then this sword scripture will be the strongest sword scripture in the world."
Lin Zhao's heart pounded like a drum, almost dizzy with happiness. He cautiously caressed the Eternal Sword Scripture with his palm, and instantly, the introduction to the treasure floated before his eyes:
[Eternal Sword Scripture] (Eternal Grade Secret Manual): Records the supreme sword dao of Bing Lan, the Dragon Speaker and Lord of the Eternal Realm. Level required to open the sword scripture: 180. Bound player: White-clothed.
...
Lin Zhao held his breath, not daring to exhale. As his palm moved over it, the Eternal Sword Scripture directly transformed into a ray of golden light and seeped into his body. This directly activated the "Eternal Sword Scripture" system. Under the sword scripture system, the current level appeared - 0th Level, meaning Lin Zhao had not yet begun cultivating the Eternal Sword Scripture.
After cultivating, he would gain proficiency. As proficiency increased, the cultivation levels would rise. As for what benefits would come after increasing the levels, that would be known only after reaching them.
"Xiao Zhao."
The beautiful master's body floated up, and she reached out to rub Lin Zhao's head, laughing, "Now that the mountains and rivers are brilliant and the stars and moon are beautiful, when else will you begin cultivating the sword scripture?"
"Yes, Master!"
Lin Zhao nodded enthusiastically, then leaped onto a nearby bluestone. He gathered all his spirit and energy, focusing his attention on nurturing his sword intent and cultivating the Eternal Sword Scripture.
The beautiful master smiled faintly and her body floated away. It was time to do something she needed to do.
...
Late at night, the Ancestral Mountain of the Demon Race.
On the mountain wall of the Ancestral Hall, numerous ever-burning lamps flickered with brilliance. Not far away, there was a huge millstone. The millstone was engraved with complex and obscure demonic scripts and symbols, the joint scheme of the great demon Yu Zhi and the demon ancestor Qing Kui.
In the air, a beam of sword light flew from the south, striking directly towards the Ancestral Mountain.
"Enemy approaching!"
On the mountainside, two Twelve Realm great demons rushed out, wearing fiery red and deep blue long robes respectively, and holding two array talismans. They were the two array masters of the Sun, Moon, Water, and Fire Guardian Array of the Demon Race's Ancestral Mountain. Instantly, a golden light rose, and then the entire Sun, Moon, Water, and Fire Array soared into the sky, the brilliance connecting into a single expanse.
Above the array, flames and water currents intertwined and rotated, making the array inexhaustible in vitality.
This array was a supreme treasure personally refined by the Demon Ancestor Qing Kui, one of the true foundations of the Demon Race's Ancestral Mountain.
A group of great demons ascended into the air, Yu Zhi, Fu Sheng, Ning Yuan Sheng, and others appeared one after another. They all felt how scorching the sword energy that broke through the air and arrived was, something that could not be resisted by one or two great demons.
"Clang!"
In the air, the white-clothed woman, riding a beam of sword light, descended upon the Ancestral Mountain. She suddenly drew her sword, and with a "swish," a sword light slashed downwards. Instantly, the entire Sun, Moon, Water, and Fire Array buzzed and trembled. With just one sword, countless cracks appeared on the array, and it began to disintegrate.
"Not good!"
The array master roared, "Her sword intent is too strong!"
"Do not panic!"
A figure suddenly rose from the mountainside and, in an instant, grew thousands of feet tall, filled with radiant water currents. It was Liu Bai, the peak Thirteen Realm demon king. He held a green wave mace in one hand, and with both maces, he pushed towards the sky, instantly condensing a water current barrier that forcefully blocked the incoming sword energy.
"Hmm?"
The white-clothed woman's delicate eyebrows furrowed. She suddenly descended from the sky, her slender, fair jade legs stepping down. A sonic boom sounded in the air, and Liu Bai's Dharma Manifestation was instantly crushed. He himself spat out a mouthful of blood, and like a falling leaf, he dropped to the mountainside, clutching his green wave mace.
At this moment, if the white-clothed woman had the intention to kill, Liu Bai would likely cease to exist.
...
"I did not expect the Divine Lord to descend. Please forgive my lack of proper welcome..."
On the mountaintop, an old man in a green robe appeared, his body filled with a surging demonic aura. He was the Fourteenth Realm Demon Ancestor Qing Kui. He said respectfully, "The Divine Lord is the supreme deity of the Upper Realm. I wonder where my humble Ancestral Mountain has offended the Divine Lord..."
"Why ask when you already know?"
The white-clothed woman floated down in front of Qing Kui and smiled, "That undefeatable inner demon that fell into the Southern Realm, was it not from your senior brother Kunpeng? Among the Three Realms, only the Four Seas and Eight Desolations Map in Kunpeng's hand could have sent an inner demon into the human world, bypassing the Void Mountain."
"Divine Lord, you see clearly."
Qing Kui frowned, "My senior brother is in the Upper Realm, and I am in the Lower Realm. We haven't met for many years. Regarding my senior brother's plans... Qing Kui truly knows nothing about them."
"It doesn't matter if you know or not."
The white-clothed woman said calmly, "You demons want to sow chaos in the Three Realms and reshuffle everything through a great tribulation. I must intervene. If the demons of the Upper Realm cause trouble, the demons of the Lower Realm will bear the responsibility. This is my rule."
"Divine Lord..."
Qing Kui frowned.
At this moment, the great demon Yu Zhi, in a red dress, floated into view. She landed and respectfully performed a human woman's curtsy, saying, "Yu Zhi pays respects to the Divine Lord... If the Divine Lord intends to blame our Demon Race's Ancestral Mountain, at least produce concrete evidence. Otherwise, what is the difference from slander?"
"Even if I slander you, what can you do?"
The white-clothed woman lightly drew her sword and said, "You two, step aside, lest you be caught in the crossfire!"
"Divine Lord!"
Qing Kui floated upwards, frowning, "What do you intend to do?!"
"As I said, if the demons of the Upper Realm cause trouble, the demons of the Lower Realm will bear the responsibility. Don't you understand?"
The white-clothed woman's gaze was indifferent, "An undefeatable inner demon, an ancestor of the Five Sacred Mountains, caused the Human Race's Sword Immortal Xie Yiying to die tragically, and Su Qingjiu to almost be sealed. Many human cultivators died tragically because of the Southern Wilderness chaos. Do you think it's over just like that?"
...
As she spoke, she swept her sword across.
Instantly, the entire Ancestral Mountain trembled, and as the sword light swept past, the ever-burning lamps on the mountain wall flickered, and more than half of them were extinguished in an instant.
The Demon Ancestor and Yu Zhi both turned ashen. This was too unreasonable.