672: Chapter 672 The Truth About the Extermination of the Clan

"Why do you have a Spotless Sword Body? Are you my relative?" she asked.

You looked at her and said earnestly, "If you are willing, from now on, I will be your own older brother."

Meaty pursed her lips, lowered her head, and didn't respond.

She took a deep breath, looked up at you, and said, "Alright. I'll be staying here for a while. You two, stay safe."

You smiled and patted her head. She shrank her neck back, but this time, she didn't dodge.

Afterward, you left with Qin Yu. As you walked down the street, Qin Yu curiously sized you up and asked via telepathy, "You actually have a Spotless Sword Body? No wonder you're such a monster."

"You know about the Spotless Sword Body?" you asked back via telepathy.

"Duh. A Spotless Sword Body is usually accompanied by an Immortal Spiritual Root. No wonder you Cultivate so fast," Qin Yu replied via telepathy.

She paused, then sent another telepathic message with a curious look, "That's not right, though. Even with an Immortal Spiritual Root, you shouldn't be able to keep up with me. How are you faster than me? Is my Chaos Spiritual Root fake?"

You didn't answer—although you had a Spotless Sword Body, you didn't have an Immortal Spiritual Root.

You knew very well that in terms of Cultivation speed and strength at the same Realm, she was in a league of her own, truly a monster.

It was possible she was the only one in the entire Immortal Domain.

Seeing you remained silent, Qin Yu paused for a moment before asking via telepathy, "Before we go on the mission, do you want to go back to Tianhuang to see our parents?"

"Let's wait until after I reach the Mahayana Realm," you replied via telepathy.

"Alright, I'll have a surprise for you then," Qin Yu said with a smile via telepathy.

You didn't look at her. You had no heart to think about such things right now; your mind was completely filled with thoughts of breaking through to the Mahayana Realm.

Soon, you arrived at the Mission Hall.

In front of the hall was a massive plaza, bustling with people—some were sword-flying, some were flying through the air, and others were riding in carriages pulled by Spirit Beasts. It was packed with people everywhere.

The Mission Hall had nine levels, with each level corresponding to a different Realm.

The first level was the most crowded, almost filling the entire hall.

You walked up the stairs, passing the second floor, the third... as you went up, there were fewer and fewer people.

When you reached the seventh level, the hall was empty, with only two people present—

An old man with white hair and a white beard was lying on a recliner on the balcony with his eyes closed. Beside him sat a young boy, arms crossed, head tilted as he gazed at the sky.

"Old man, you said someone was coming, so why haven't they arrived after waiting for so long?" the boy spoke up.

The white-haired old man didn't open his eyes and said calmly, "They're here."

The boy turned his head, his gaze sweeping over you and Qin Yu once, twice, three times.

Then he hopped up, chin held high, hands in his pockets, and circled around you. Finally, he spoke, "Are you the one the old man was waiting for? You look quite ordinary to me."

He then looked at Qin Yu beside you, "You're not bad. Did you use the academy's secret technique to conceal your Cultivation? Although I can't tell, I'm guessing your strength is about the same as mine, right?"

He paused, then asked Qin Yu curiously, "How old are you?"

Qin Yu frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

The boy lifted his head, "This young master does not change his name or surname; I am Yun Xiaozi."

When you heard that name, you couldn't help but be startled.

You hadn't expected to run into the Dean and Yun Xiaozi here.

And looking at the situation, it was clear they had been waiting for you here.

You carefully sensed Yun Xiaozi's Cultivation again—Early Stage Body Integration.

Tsk tsk.

Who would have thought that even a figure like Yun Xiaozi would be outshined by your own sister.

You had to know, it only took Qin Yu a little over two hundred years to go from Qi Refining to Body Integration. It also took Yun Xiaozi over two hundred years to go from Soul Transformation to Body Integration.

The difference between them was several decades.

It seemed that even among Prodigies, there were different tiers.

Qin Yu was in a tier of her own, unique throughout the ages.

Next were eternal Prodigies like the Flame Emperor, Yun Xiaozi, and the rumored Venerable Ziyang.

Below that were millennial Prodigies like Venerable Tianming and Venerable Yuqing.

Then came top-tier Prodigies like Liu Xuerong, Xuanyuan Ziyan, and Meaty.

Of course, there were also Prodigies a tier below Liu Xuerong.

Anyone who could be considered a Prodigy, without exception, had the potential for the Mahayana Realm—as for others, without a Heaven-Defying Opportunity, they shouldn't even think about entering the Mahayana Realm.

But even the worst Prodigy was far superior to you.

You were well aware of this.

The Dean suddenly opened his eyes and looked at you, his tone flat, "You are the descendant of the Qin Family who impersonated Yun Xiaozi at Ziyang Palace?"

If anyone could know you impersonated Yun Xiaozi, it would only be the Dean and Yun Xiaozi himself.

After the Dean learned of this, and just happened to discover you had come to the academy, he paid attention to your conversation with Qin Yu—knowing you were after the Mahayana Mind-Cultivation Technique and that you were Qin Yu's older brother.

With his unfathomable strength, listening to your conversation was effortless, and you wouldn't have been able to detect it at all—after all, the gap in Realm between you and him was simply too large.

"Oh?" Yun Xiaozi widened his eyes as he looked at you, "So it was you, kid, who impersonated This young master's name to cause trouble?"

You smiled awkwardly and cupped your hands, "I am truly sorry. This Junior spoke without thinking at the time and borrowed Fellow Daoist Yun's prestige."

"No worries, no worries." Yun Xiaozi waved his hand with a smile, "I saw the shadow recording stone. Where is that Divine Beast of yours? Let it out for me to see?"

At that time, tens of thousands of Cultivators near Ziyang Palace had secretly used shadow recording stones to record that scene.

You, this "Yun Xiaozi," therefore began to make a name for yourself in the Immortal Domain—

No, to be precise, that Divine Beast began to make a name for itself.

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light shot out from the spatial ring on your finger.

Qin Han crouched on your shoulder, tilting its head to size up Yun Xiaozi.

Yun Xiaozi also tilted his head to look at it. The man and the beast stared at each other, their eyes both shining.

"Oh my, This young master actually can't tell what Divine Beast you are?" Yun Xiaozi asked, looking confused and tilting his head, "What are you?"

"You're really stupid, I'm a human," Qin Han replied, tilting its head.

Yun Xiaozi rolled his eyes and chuckled, "Fine, fine, fine. You're a human, I'm not a human, alright?"

He wasn't lying; he indeed wasn't of the Human Race—he was of the Demon Race.

The Dean slowly stood up, walked over, glanced at Qin Han, and nodded, "Not bad, not bad."

Then he looked at Qin Yu and frowned, "Not bad, not bad. It's just a pity... sigh, the Karma is too great."

Finally, he looked at you and handed over a Jade Slip, "Take it, and don't say it was given by this old man."

You took the Jade Slip and scanned it with your Divine Thought, immediately understanding what it was—the Mind-Cultivation Technique for breaking through to the Mahayana Realm.

"Senior, such a precious item..." you looked at him.

"It's just a Mind-Cultivation Technique, it's nothing," the Dean looked at you, "Once, your Qin Family's Old Ancestor was just like you..."

He didn't finish, paused, and let out a heavy sigh, "Sigh, it's just a pity. A young Genius, envied by others, is easily cut down early. I hope you two siblings do not follow in his footsteps."

"Senior, do you know why the Heavenly Palace wanted to annihilate the Qin Immortal Clan two thousand years ago?"

"This matter is related to Ascension."

"Related to Ascension?"