472: Chapter 472 The Meaning of Fusang

The next day.

Moon Shadow Palace, side hall.

Ling Hao appeared. "I am preparing to return."

Having obtained the information he wanted, it was time to go back and prepare.

Gu Qingyao sat behind the desk, not even lifting her head: "Wait."

Ling Hao turned back and said: "Is there anything else?"

Gu Qingyao paused her pen, lifted her eyelids, and gestured faintly with her chin toward the door: "Look behind you."

Ling Hao turned his head.

At the palace entrance, it was packed with people before he knew it.

Jiang Wantang, Shen Qinrou, Liu Yaner, Yun Menglu... the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites... these high-ranking officials, who were so majestic in front of ordinary Cultivators, were now gazing at him with eyes full of resentment and reluctance.

Behind them were several palace maids, led by Bai Mengqi.

The corner of Ling Hao's eye twitched slightly.

It was exactly as Yu Lingshuang had said; if he didn't leave behind "a tiny bit" of things, he feared he wouldn't be able to leave.

He glanced around. The hall was filled with the fragrance of perfume, and various transparent dresses looked like clouds and mist, with jade-like curves and fragrant peaks looming beneath the thin gauze. Some leaning or standing, some shy or expectant, the room was full of spring scenery.

Ling Hao took a deep breath.

Jade curves and fragrant peaks surpass horses; who is afraid? A single spear sweeps across all the flowers.

That day, the weather was clear.

Moonshadow Sect, Tianyuan Floating Island.

Yue Xinlan stood by the railing, overlooking the rolling mountains beneath her feet, and turned to Yue Xinxi: "Take me to see the Moonshadow Sect."

Yue Xinxi readily agreed.

Main peak, Changming Hall.

The hall was vast and deep. Above the dome, the phantoms of ten thousand bright moons slowly flowed and drifted. Cold moonlight intertwined with the golden radiance of the sun, reflecting the entire hall like a Secret Realm of the starry sea.

In the center of the hall, a huge everlasting light tablet stood quietly. On the surface of the tablet, tens of thousands of gilded true names shone brightly, like an inverted galaxy.

Yue Xinxi stopped in front of the tablet.

"The everlasting light tablet. Engrave your true name, and your Soul will be immortal through ten thousand tribulations. In times of mortal danger, you can instantly teleport back to the hall to save your life."

Yue Xinlan looked up at that brilliant starry sea, remained silent for a moment, and said slowly: "Is this true? Are there any examples?"

She had seen too many life-saving methods in Holy Lands—life tablets, Soul lamps, positioning jade talismans—which at best could only determine life or death and locate the place of demise.

But this tablet was anchoring life and death!

"It's true," Yue Xinxi said softly. "Previously, when suppressing the Southeast Main Rift, and while resisting the Erosion Beast Tide in Baiyanzhou, several Disciples fell. Seven days later, they walked out of Changming Hall."

"If you don't believe me, I can take you to find them."

Yue Xinlan: ...

Xuanyin Peak, Sheng-Sheng Creation Spring.

Spring water gushed out from the rock crevices, gathering into a clear lake in the valley. By the spring, newly initiated Disciples were collecting the spring water.

Standing beside them was an Elder dressed in a gold-red peony-patterned chest-high skirt. She was covered in light gauze, her skirt hem flying like fire clouds. The gold silk belt around her waist accentuated her slender, graceful waist, and the slit in her skirt revealed the long, firm lines of her legs.

Yue Xinxi landed by the spring with Yue Xinlan.

"Sheng-Sheng Creation Spring, Laner, you should have tasted it already. It can cleanse erosion qi, heal ten thousand wounds, aid in Cultivation, and nourish Spiritual Veins. The spring water contains 'Lunar True Essence,' which has the supreme power to repair the Foundation."

A Disciple covered in erosion qi stepped forward and drank the spring water. In an instant, the dense scarlet mist slowly faded from her body, revealing pale skin, which then flushed with blood, and the erosion qi was completely gone.

Yue Xinlan's pupils constricted slightly.

Zhao Hongyi saw Yue Xinxi and her eyes lit up, walking over quickly: "Elder Yue!"

Yue Xinxi smiled in response: "Hongyi, is it your turn to preside over the new Disciple assessment?"

Back when Zhao Hongyi and Xia Yingying met during their training, Yue Xinxi was still residing in Xia Yingying's body, so their relationship was good now.

Zhao Hongyi nodded, her gaze falling on Yue Xinlan, and her eyes suddenly brightened: "What a cute little sister! Elder Yue, is this your Disciple?"

Zhao Hongyi took a glistening white spiritual fruit from her sleeve and handed it to Yue Xinlan: "This is a White Jade Spiritual Fruit. Its medicinal properties are mild and it is very effective for the Qi Refinement Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage. Once you enter the Moonshadow Sect, you don't need to worry about erosion qi, just focus on Cultivating—no, wait, your Revered Master should have told you this already. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me."

Yue Xinxi was about to speak, but Yue Xinlan tugged on her sleeve gently.

Yue Xinxi understood and did not explain.

Yue Xinlan took it and thanked her obediently.

Houde Peak.

The Chaos Azure Lotus Pool and the Ancestral Blood Pool, one pool green, one pool dark red, were clearly distinct.

Yue Xinxi stood by the pool, suddenly remembering the scene where she reshaped her Physical Body here—standing barefoot on the water, without a stitch of clothing, being looked up and down by Ling Hao, and even being teased about being "so flat in the front"... Her cheeks suddenly flushed, and she hurriedly looked away.

Yue Xinlan noticed her strangeness: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Yue Xinxi coughed lightly and pointed to the two pools. "This is the Chaos Azure Lotus Pool, which can enhance Spiritual Roots and reshape the Physical Body. Next to it is the Ancestral Blood Pool, which can awaken the Yao Race Bloodline and also promote the evolution of ordinary Dao bodies."

A splashing sound came from the Ancestral Blood Pool, and three childish voices drifted from the pool.

"So comfortable..."

"It feels like being touched by Brother on the chest, a bit itchy."

"Sister You Ruo, is mine a little bigger?"

"Yes, mine seems the same..."

"Shut up, don't talk, just feel it properly!"

Yue Xinlan walked to the edge of the pool and saw the three little ones soaking in the dark red pool water, revealing three small heads.

You Ruo's tiger ears were pricked high, Hua Lian's pink hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks, and Jin Linger had her eyes closed, her purple-gold vertical pupils slightly narrowed.

Besides them, Mo Shuang was also soaking in the pool water. Beside the pool was another small figure, Ye Xinglan.

Ye Xinglan suddenly noticed something. She turned her head, then locked eyes with Yue Xinlan, and the two little lolis nodded silently to each other.

Ripples of golden light suddenly rippled above the pool surface. The dark red water mist rose, condensing into strands of fine Dao patterns in mid-air, emitting an ancient and barbaric aura.

The silver Dao patterns outlined the silhouette of a fierce tiger, and a pair of amber beast pupils slowly opened in the Void Realm.

The tiger body was still missing half, and the patterns were being filled in piece by piece from the tailbone. Every time a stroke was added, the pool water boiled a little, and You Ruo's pair of tiger ears trembled slightly.

Immediately after, a Golden-Scaled Black Python coiled out from the other side. The purple-gold vertical pupils were cold and majestic, and dense scales spread from the python's head to the snake's body. Wherever the Dao patterns passed, golden light flowed like melted amber.

Jin Linger's tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, and the scales faintly appearing on her ankles seemed to be responding to the rhythm of the Dao patterns.

A Soul-Devouring Demon Flower bloomed slowly in the center. The petals were layered, each one woven from fine Dao patterns. From budding to half-open, a seedling could be vaguely seen at the heart of the flower, sprouting with vitality. Hua Lian's pink hair danced without wind, and she emitted a sweeter fragrance than usual.

The three golden Dao patterns reflected each other, and their respective missing parts were filled in little by little above the blood pool.

The Nether Tiger's tail, the Golden-Scaled Black Python's abdominal scales, and the Soul-Devouring Demon Flower's pistil, like the last few pieces of a puzzle, slowly embedded themselves into the positions where they should belong.

Yue Xinlan stared for a moment and said softly: "They actually really underwent Bloodline atavism just by soaking in it..."

She paused and looked into the distance: "Those three old things really made an incredibly correct decision."

Below Tianyuan Mountain, by the Twin Lakes.

The spire of the Heaven-Reaching Tower pointed straight to the firmament.

Yue Xinxi looked up at the giant tower: "The flow of time in the tower's space can be adjusted to slow down. The first floor corresponds to the Qi Refinement Stage, four times; the second floor corresponds to the Foundation Establishment Stage, eight times; at the highest... the Mahayana Stage can be slowed down by one thousand and twenty-four times."

"One thousand and twenty-four times?"

The calmness on Yue Xinlan's face could no longer be maintained.

"Mahayana Stage? While others have one day, she has already Cultivated for three years?"

It wasn't that the Holy Lands of the Central Plains didn't have such things, and some people had tried to use Dao rules of time to accelerate Cultivation, but it was at most three times, and the range was very small, the time was very short, and the number of people was limited, making it as tasteless as chicken ribs.

But this tower...

Yue Xinlan shook her head.

"Let's go to the next one."

Hundred Flowers Peak.

Looking from afar, the mountain was covered in flowers, with layers of petals like clouds and mist, dyeing the entire mountain into a gorgeous scroll.

Yue Xinxi pointed there: "Hundred Flowers Peak was originally the Linglong Blessed Land, a seventh-grade Sect in Fusang State, but was later exterminated by the Golden Crow Holy Land. The remaining Disciples fled to Cangwu and joined the Moonshadow Sect. Now both Deputy Sect Masters come from Linglong Blessed Land."

"However, Deputy Sect Master Linglong has already gone to Fusang State. Without any accidents, I guess the Sect Master will also make a trip to Fusang State."

"Fusang State?"

Yue Xinlan chewed on the words, thinking of someone.

"Does he plan to go to Fusang State?"