120: Chapter 121 Soul Returns to the Ancient Mountains and Seas

The only memory was this body's application of the Golden Core Peak cultivation and the method for practicing the "Qingyang Ascension Manual."

Someone had forcibly stuffed Shen Moyan's consciousness into a blank Golden Core Realm Cultivator vessel.

Shen Moyan familiarized himself with the power of this body, but strangely discovered that the Dao Rhyme aura on it was quite weak, perhaps unable to defeat even some Purple Mansion Early Stage Immortal Masters.

"Possession? No, if it were Possession, I should have memories of the process of devouring the original host's Divine Soul. This is... a replacement?"

Shen Moyan felt a chill throughout his body; he thought of Yi Shukuang's Heavenly Demon Seed of the Sixth Heaven of Desire.

That kind of replacement on an existential level was somewhat similar to the current situation, but he should have received memories as well.

Who did this? Could it be the power of the Five-Colored Heavenly Realm?

And the shadow of the stars he saw last before entering this place—who else could it be but the Star River Brightening Fate Controller?

Filled with doubt, Shen Moyan took a communication Jade Slip and walked out the door.

As soon as he stepped out, he was stunned.

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Beneath his feet, a sea of clouds churned, Immortal Qi swirled, and countless floating Peaks pierced the clear sky like sharp swords.

He was in a magnificent fairyland; Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, so dense and pure it was beyond imagination, enveloped him like a warm tide. With every breath, he felt refreshed.

In the distance, palaces stretched continuously, with upturned eaves and bracket sets, exuding a majestic Sword Intent. Countless streaks of light flashed across the sky like meteors, their auras either sharp or heavy.

"Golden Core... Nascent Soul..."

Cultivators of such cultivation levels were everywhere, and occasionally, even a terrifying aura that made his Soul tremble flashed by.

Shen Moyan activated his Xiyi Perspective; fortunately, this Realm acted upon his true self and would not disappear with the change of his Physical Body.

"Qingyang Sword Sect..."

Shen Moyan realized that this was an immortal Sect at its absolute Peak.

"Junior Brother Shen, it seems your closed-door cultivation has ended."

A meteor in the sky turned around and landed in front of Shen Moyan.

The newcomer carried six long swords on his back, wore a gray-white sword robe, and his aura was also at the Golden Core Peak.

He stood tall like a solitary pine, hands behind his back, his face handsome to the point of near perfection, but his eyes were indifferent, as if nothing in the world could enter them.

Shen Moyan saw the token at his waist: the Qingyang Sword Seed Token, Thankful Heart.

It seemed to be someone who knew the original body; Shen Moyan lowered his eyes.

Once any abnormality was discovered, he, this "Golden Core Junior Brother," would instantly have his Soul extracted and refined by the Sect's powerful experts to investigate his origins.

"Greetings, Lord Sword Seed."

Shen Moyan bowed and spoke respectfully. He used the Record of Misfortune and Fortune Karma to deduce at every moment, avoiding others discovering that the original body had been replaced.

"Between you and me, there is no need for such formality."

Thankful Heart's calm gaze swept over Shen Moyan.

"In three days, I will be going to the Boundless Sea of Light. I wonder if Junior Brother Shen is free," Thankful Heart said.

"Boundless Sea of Light? Why go there?" Shen Moyan appropriately showed a hint of confusion.

"The Immortal Alliance sent an invitation, inviting the younger generation of our Sect to the Boundless Sea of Light to participate in the Hundred Boats Discourse," Thankful Heart said flatly.

"Your 'Startled Swan Sword' has its own unique insights; it is a masterpiece even within the Sword Sect's ten thousand years of history."

"Hundred Boats Discourse?" Shen Moyan said in surprise, not expecting the original body to have such an honor.

Previously, Shen Moyan had learned some fragments of information from Immortal Master Xingxiang's memories.

The Hundred Boats Discourse was the highest-level exchange gathering for the young Prodigies of the Twenty-One Immortal Orthodoxies. Those who could stand out were all peerless geniuses with the hope of reaching the Heda Realm in the future!

Wait, the Immortal Dao is not dead, the Hundred Boats Discourse... Have I returned to the ancient Shanhai Realm?

In a flash, Shen Moyan's thoughts raced. On his face, he showed a hint of excitement at being recognized by a Genius and a hint of awe for the grand gathering. He cupped his fists and said deeply, "I shall follow Senior Brother's decree! Junior Brother will surely do my best and not let down the Sword Sect's high expectations!"

A very faint trace of appreciation seemed to flash through Thankful Heart's indifferent eyes as he nodded slightly:

"Mm, the intent of 'Startled Swan' lies in speed and decisiveness; you have already grasped three-tenths of its true flavor. This trip may hold powerful enemies, but also Opportunities. Prepare well."

After saying that, he spoke no more. His figure transformed into a streak of sword light and instantly disappeared into the horizon, heading toward the Ten Thousand Swords Plaza.

Shen Moyan also set off to respond to the Sect's urgent summons.

While flying, he used his Xiyi Perspective to capture information about this era.

"Fate Controller, have you heard of a Fate Controller?"

"Isn't that a legend? Even if ten Dao Integration Sovereigns attacked together, they wouldn't be able to defeat one Fate Controller."

Shen Moyan learned some news about this era from the conversations of the Disciples around him.

The Mountain and Sea Fate Controllers have been silent for five hundred thousand years.

Five hundred thousand years ago, Bai Hao Fate Controller attained the Dao, and five Fate Controllers gathered, after which they all vanished together.

In this world, no new Fate Controller has been born for five hundred thousand years, which also means the movements of those five supreme beings have become the greatest mystery.

Shen Moyan silently deduced in his heart.

The era he had arrived in was likely before the death of the Immortal Dao, which is more than three million years before the current era.

"But where am I?"

"It seems that among the Twenty-One Immortal Orthodoxies, there is no such Sect as the Qingyang Sword Sect?"

While gathering information, Shen Moyan activated his Golden Core mana, which turned into a green sword rainbow, joining the surging crowd and rushing toward the Ten Thousand Swords Plaza.

A moment later, the Ten Thousand Swords Plaza was already crowded with people.

Tens of thousands of Qingyang Sword Sect Disciples stood solemnly according to their cultivation level, in dead silence. Everyone's eyes were focused on the high-rising Sword Sacrifice Platform at the end of the square, where a giant stone sword was embedded.

On the Sword Sacrifice Platform, led by the Sect Master, dozens of Elders with auras as deep as the sea gathered.

Every one of them looked solemn, with a hint of anxiety, as if they had just gone through an extremely heated argument; the Dao Rhyme fluctuations of a tense atmosphere still lingered in the air.

Shen Moyan stood quietly among the crowd, his Divine Sense keenly capturing the emotional fluctuations coming from the high platform.

"...Absurd! Our Qingyang Sword Sect has been established for a million years, shaking the universe. How can we easily change our name because of some illusory taboo?!"

A white-haired but deep-aura old man's hair and beard were bristling, his voice like a great bell.

"Grand Elder! You are mistaken!"

Another solemn-faced middle-aged Cultivator with a cold Sword Qi said deeply, "The two words 'Qing Ming' are the title of a Fate Controller! In charge of the Shanhai Heaven Law! We Sword Cultivators, though seeking transcendence, are also within the Laws of Heaven and Earth!"

"The Sect's name and the Fate Controller's title share the same characters and sound; this is great disrespect! In the long run, it will surely damage the Sect's Luck and bring about unpredictable disasters!"

"Nonsense! According to you, should all Sects related to a Fate Controller's title change their names? Also being an Immortal Lineage, why hasn't the Qingxuan Pill Sect next door changed theirs?"

"Qing Ming Fate Controller?!"

Hearing these four words, Shen Moyan's expression became strange.

"Hmph! A mere name, what is there to say! We Sword Cultivators should break all Laws with one sword, why be constrained by such empty formalities!" another Elder retorted.

"Foolish! The power of a Fate Controller concerns the fundamental operation of the Shanhai Heaven and Earth! How can it be called empty formality! Recently, the Sect's Luck has fluctuated, and Disciples have frequently encountered danger during training. How do you know it's not a sign?!"

"Then there's no need to change it to 'Biyang'! The word 'jade' is frivolous; how can it be as heavy and majestic as 'Qing'!"

"That's wrong! 'jade' is the ultimate of 'Qing,' containing vitality and purity, more in line with our Sword Dao's true meaning of preferring to break than bend, and finding life in death! Moreover, it can avoid the Fate Controller's taboo, achieving both goals!"

"I think you've been bewitched by the prophecies of that Tianji Divine Sect!"

"You..."

On the square, the Disciples were silent, nervously watching the intense debate of the Sect's giants on the high platform.

The atmosphere was tense, as if a conflict could break out at any moment.

Shen Moyan, mixed in the crowd, was already in a state of turmoil.

Listening to these arguments, the scattered information in Shen Moyan's mind instantly connected, forming a clear thread that made him realize his historical coordinates.

"Changing Qing to Bi? I am at..."

Just as Shen Moyan's heart was racing, on the high platform, the Sect Master in the main seat slowly raised his hand, suppressing all arguments.

His gaze swept across the Disciples below, his voice calm yet carrying an unquestionable decision that spread everywhere:

"The discussion of the name has been settled. From this day forward, the Qingyang Sword Sect is renamed..."

"Biyang Sword Sect!"

"All Disciples should remember the new name, temper your sword hearts, and support the Shanhai to respond to the heavenly timing!"

As the Sect Master's voice fell, invisible Luck was added, Dao Rhymes flowed between heaven and earth, and the characters "Qingyang" on the Sect's plaque glowed and gradually transformed into "Biyang."