803: Sword Bone

"Old Ancestor, is this the innate supreme treasure?"

In the boundless Void Realm, a Black Giant Serpent a million feet long traveled through the void. Atop the serpent's head, Zhou Xiutong looked at the precious mirror with black and white sides slowly rotating around a single horn and asked.

"Correct, the life and death reincarnation mirror, one of the five great innate supreme treasures."

"One side governs life, capable of bestowing vitality and increasing Lifespan; the other side governs death, capable of seizing the vitality of all living things in heaven and earth and reducing their Lifespan."

"If one can completely master it, perhaps one could use this supreme treasure to achieve long-lasting life."

"The cycle and alternation of life and death is Reincarnation."

Mo Xuan nodded slightly.

With this supreme treasure by his side, if it weren't for him, even a Heavenly Venerable would likely find it difficult to discover the true location of the Underworld Palace Master.

Moreover, with a cultivation at the Dao Integration stage, that Underworld Palace Master had already mastered a portion of the power of this life and death reincarnation mirror; his Comprehension Ability is truly extraordinary.

For ordinary Cultivators, even if they obtained this life and death reincarnation mirror, the precious bead would likely only gather dust.

Being able to utilize one or two ten-thousandths of its functions would already be considered quite good.

"Reincarnation..."

"Is there really Reincarnation in this world?"

Zhou Xiutong looked at the precious mirror rotating with alternating black and white colors and asked with some doubt.

She knew that high-level Cultivators could perform Possession before their Divine Soul was extinguished.

She also knew that as long as a Mahayana Heavenly Venerable's True Spirit, Projection, or Brand remained, they would have a chance to start over.

But these all had conditions; they were unique methods available only to high-level Cultivators, or even only to Heavenly Venerables.

Reincarnation, however, was different, as if all living beings could reincarnate.

"innate supreme treasures carry the Origin Laws of heaven and earth, so naturally, Reincarnation exists."

"It's just that it cannot be perceived."

Reincarnation and Rebirth—he himself seemed to be an instance of it, but his situation wasn't as simple as Reincarnation; Mo Xuan thought of himself.

The mysteries of Reincarnation would likely only be truly understood once he had completely comprehended it.

With that thought, Mo Xuan's mind moved, and a white wheel of light emerged from the Void Realm, floating behind his head.

The life and death reincarnation mirror rotating around the horn merged into the white wheel of light.

Next would be the final innate supreme treasure in the Lower Realm... The Black Giant Serpent cut through the void, swimming past balls of light representing various worlds, heading deeper and further away... Chaofeng Ancient Realm, East Wasteland, Changping Prefecture.

"Brother Yuan, is that a good prospect?"

In the Changping Mountains of Changping Prefecture, Qin Shulan looked at the young man struggling to climb the cliff in the distance and asked Zhou Xiuyuan beside her with some curiosity.

Behind the two of them, Zhou Guangyao also poked his head out and looked toward the young man on the cliff.

It turned out he wanted to pick that Poria Grass.

Zhou Guangyao looked at the middle of the cliff where a cluster of Spiritual Plants grew. The leaves were dark yellow with a few orange spots; if someone didn't know better, they would surely think it was just an ordinary common grass.

Although he had a lively personality, he was never careless when it came to cultivation.

He was among the best in all his studies within the clan's younger generation.

Among them, he knew the thousands of Spiritual Plants, precious medicines, and rare Materials in the world like the back of his hand.

After all, if one encountered a treasure without knowing it and missed out, they would surely regret it deeply.

Thus, he recognized this Spiritual Plant at a glance.

Weak spiritual energy fluctuations, low cultivation, unable to drive a Magical Artifact, and he might not even have one... Zhou Guangyao took in the young man's situation.

In this world, not everyone could be like him.

Having traveled this far, he had seen much. The East Wasteland was too vast, and Cultivators without a background always made up the majority.

However, after watching for a long time, he couldn't see anything special that would make his Hall Master stop and linger here.

"He was born with a Sword Bone, but it was dug out by someone."

Zhou Xiuyuan nodded.

Qin Shulan was startled; a Sword Bone, that was the mark of a good prospect for a Sword Cultivator.

"Who would do such a thing?"

Her perception was slightly inferior to Zhou Xiuyuan's. With his hint, she focused her gaze and indeed, a small section of the young man's brow bone was missing.

Although the wound had already healed, there was still a slight unique aura within the young man's brow.

Those who possess a Sword Bone are naturally skilled with the sword, and their progress in sword cultivation can be said to be leagues ahead of others.

It's just a pity that such a good prospect was actually ruined by someone.

Qin Shulan was somewhat indignant.

If she ever found out who did such a thing, she would surely pierce that person's heart with a single sword strike.

"What a pity..."

Qin Shulan lamented again. If this young man's Sword Bone were still intact, he would surely become a powerhouse in the world of sword Dao in the future.

Zhou Xiuyuan made no comment, only watching quietly.

The young man struggled to climb to the middle of the cliff, where there was a small stone platform.

The Poria Grass grew right beside that stone platform.

However, most spiritual items of heaven and earth attract living creatures.

A Qi Refining stage Centipede was resting on that platform.

"Hall Master, I'll step in to save him."

Zhou Guangyao saw it too. Feeling pity, he prepared to save him. Although that Centipede was weak, it was still slightly stronger than the young man.

Zhou Xiuyuan shook his head, wanting to watch a bit longer.

Sure enough, the young man climbed onto the stone platform and startled the sleeping Centipede.

A fierce battle took place on that small stone platform in the middle of the cliff.

The young man traded injury for injury; his combat awareness was excellent, and his resilience was extremely strong, not falling even after a hundred blows.

However, his strength was ultimately lacking quite a bit.

In the end, both sides were severely injured, and he fell unconscious on that rock.

Zhou Xiuyuan raised his hand with a beckoning motion.

The unconscious young man slowly floated down from the stone platform in the middle of the cliff and landed in front of the three of them.

Zhou Guangyao stepped forward and fed him a drop of Spiritual Liquid he had brought from the clan.

This Spiritual Liquid was a necessity for clan Disciples below the Golden Core stage.

Healing the wounded was no problem at all.

The Hall Master seems to think highly of this young man.

After feeding him the Spirit Medicine, Zhou Guangyao speculated in his heart.

Just a moment later.

The young man, who had been heavily injured and unconscious, slowly woke up.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw the three people standing before him.

"Thank you, Seniors, for saving my life. Feng Yuan will surely repay this debt in this lifetime."

Feeling the injuries within his body constantly healing, he could tell with a little thought that these three people had saved him.

Feng Yuan stood up and bowed deeply to the three of them.

"Your name is Feng Yuan?"

"Yes, Senior."

"Are you willing to follow me and practice cultivation?"

Looking at the young man before him, Zhou Xiuyuan thought of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth who had competed with him at the summit of Heavenly Sword Mountain years ago.

There was a similar spirit within both of them.

An unyielding spirit.

It's just that later, he never came to the Chaotic Sea to find him.

For a Sword Cultivator, talent is valued, yet it is not the only thing that matters.

The sword is the sword, the intent is the sword, and the spirit is also the sword.

If the spirit is unyielding, then the sword Dao is unyielding.

Even without a Sword Bone, one can still achieve great things.

"I..."

Feng Yuan's heart jolted; he instinctively wanted to agree. He couldn't see through any of these three, and their temperaments were so extraordinary that they likely surpassed even the Elders of the clan's Main Branch.

If he could follow this white-haired Senior to practice cultivation, he would surely be able to surpass that person and take back what originally belonged to him.

"It's just..."