Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1648: Chapter 1012: Chi Hua True Monarch (2)

The great path consists of three thousand ways, and divine skills are countless. Although there are distinctions in the levels of divine skills, the true strength of a Golden Core Cultivator depends on the degree of comprehension of the Divine Dao Intent.

For example, Yang Zhenshan’s Withered and Flourishing Divine Power is strong, but he has just started in it, far from matching those Golden Core Great Powers with Dao Intent Perfection.

Simply put, the Withered and Flourishing Divine Power possesses a strong deterrent force. Generally, no one would risk shortening their lifespan to fight Yang Zhenshan. But if it comes down to a life-and-death struggle, Yang Zhenshan might not be his opponent.

Such as White Cloud True Monarch, Que Lingyu, Yang Zhenshan is not their opponent, and there’s also Yellow Springs Ancestor. If Yellow Springs Ancestor hadn’t been scared off, Yang Zhenshan definitely wouldn’t be his match.

Chi Hua Ancestor is just over a thousand years old and has nearly two thousand years of lifespan left. His cultivation is in the Golden Core Middle Stage, and his comprehension of divine skills has reached the Great Success Realm. Yang Zhenshan is definitely not his opponent.

“In that case, collaborating with him is just right, but this person is quite mysterious, and I don’t know if he is willing to cooperate with us.” White Cloud True Monarch said.

Que Lingyu looked at Jian Changhe and said, “He owes Heavenly Sword True Monarch a favor. You can take the Green Gold Sword to invite him!”

This is the foundation of established factions, possessing many unseen and intangible favor connections.

These favor connections might not save lives in crucial moments, but they can aid the resurgence of established factions.

Heavenly Sword True Monarch was once a prominent figure in the Wanhua Domain, with interpersonal relationships spread throughout the region. Everyone knows how many favors he left behind.

Jian Changhe is the successor of Heavenly Sword True Monarch. Holding the Green Gold Sword, he can leverage the favors left by Heavenly Sword True Monarch.

“Alright, I’ll give it a try!” Jian Changhe agreed without hesitation.

White Cloud True Monarch nodded in satisfaction and smiled, “Alright then, I’ll go and talk to the Red-forehead White Tiger King, while Changhe and Zhengshan go visit Chi Hua.”

The five agreed and set off to act.

Que Lingyu and Yun Xiao sat at the sect, while White Cloud True Monarch went to True Yang Immortal City, and Jian Changhe together with Yang Zhenshan entered deep into the Wanhua Mountain Range.

The Wanhua Immortal Sect was a Major Sect in Ancient Times. The exact nature of the sect back then cannot be researched now, and can only be deduced from some records with bits of information.

Actually, there’s not much to deduce; the river of time erases all traces, and the past is just the past, with little relation to the present.

The Xiaxian Sect, Huaxian Sect, and Nanhua Sect all claim to have the inheritance of Wanhua Immortal Sect, but whether they truly have it, no one knows, probably even they aren’t sure.

Ultimately, their contest is just for the name, aiming to surpass the other two.

The Huaxian Sect is located deep within the Wanhua Mountain Range, a good eight thousand miles from White Cloud Immortal City. Heading southeast from White Cloud Immortal City into the Wanhua Mountain Range, probably in its deepest part, one can find the Huaxian Sect.

Of course, this is spoken of in terms of Golden Core Cultivators. Traveling through the Void, a Golden Core Cultivator can cross ten thousand miles in an hour.

If a Golden Core Cultivator chooses to travel by Flying Boat instead, it would take about a full day and night, assuming no unexpected incidents occur.

The deep parts of the Wanhua Mountain Range are not good places, where various demon beasts roam, and one can inadvertently intrude into the territory of some Second-Order demon beast. A lazy beast might ignore you flying over its head, but a more irritable beast may leap out to fight you.

Yang Zhenshan and Jian Changhe traversed through the Void together, not approaching the world’s barriers in the void since it easily attracts attention from other Golden Core Cultivators or Demon Kings.

Last time, Yang Zhenshan lacked experience, entered the void, and ended up being discovered by Zhongli Yue.

Now they are far from the void, moving through the Void, greatly reducing the chance of encountering others.

The two followed the information provided by Que Lingyu in a big circle to find the mountain gate of the Huaxian Sect.

The Huaxian Sect is hidden deep within the Qingzhang Twelve Peaks, where the mountains resemble a sleeping Mystic Turtle, carrying the untouched clouds of a thousand years.

Looking from the outer peaks, only a faint stone staircase can be seen hanging down from the mist, like a jade belt crushed by the mountain wind. Ancient pines on both sides grow peculiarly, with branches leaning into the void, dew on the pine needles hanging as if suspended by mountain Dao Rhyme.

The Mountain Protection Array covers the twelve peaks, residing in the Void, where the Qi Mechanism is almost unperceivable.

Unless specifically observing this place, a Golden Core Cultivator might easily miss it in the Void.

Jian Changhe and Yang Zhenshan appeared outside the Mountain Protection Array.

As soon as they appeared, without even advancing to present a greeting card, a middle-aged man in a gray Taoist robe appeared before them.

“Who are you?” Chi Hua True Monarch looked at Yang Zhenshan and Jian Changhe with a puzzled expression.

Chi Hua True Monarch’s face was square and sharp, his brow full, chin lines neat and sharp, with no excess. Two thick brows swept diagonally, and when the brows raised, it showed three parts sharpness, and when lowered, it revealed a certain depth. His eyes were like cold stars, with deep black pupils, seeming to have spiritual light swirling within, containing the characteristic reserved pressure of a Golden Core Cultivator.

He wore a gray cloth Taoist robe, with well-ordered collars and cuffs, a dark silk belt tied at the waist, its end hanging with a small ink jade seal engraved with delicate cloud patterns.

His stature was tall, his posture like a green pine on the edge of a cliff. Though not deliberately revealing aura, his surroundings were tinged with a subtle Spiritual Energy fluctuation, possessing an inherent “clad in Dao, not bound by objects” simple elegance.

“Jian Changhe of Hidden Sword Mountain, pays his respects to Mr. Hua!”

“Yang Zhenshan greets Mr. Hua!”

The two cupped their hands in salute.

“Hidden Sword Mountain!” Chi Hua looked at the sword at Jian Changhe’s waist, nodding slightly, “So it’s you! Then follow me!”

With this, he led them into the Mountain Protection Array, heading deep into the Twelve Peaks of Huaxian Sect.

Beyond the peak, Yang Zhenshan saw a collection of buildings spread out along the mountainside, with no traces of deliberate embellishment. The palaces with green tiles nestled low on the hillside, wooden beams and columns covered with deep brown cracks, yet polished smooth by time. From a glance, it was clear that there was a gentle flow of Spiritual Power.

Huaxian Sect didn’t seem to have many Disciples, as Yang Zhenshan could sense just over a hundred atmospheres, but all of these atmospheres appeared very calm without any irritation at all.

Landing in front of a grand hall under the lead of Chi Hua True Monarch, the hall seemed quite ordinary, with no gilded eaves, but hung with a few strings of peach wood bells, exuding an ancient Dao Rhyme. Wood leaned on stone, stone against mountain, mountain connected with clouds, clouds linked with the sky, people walking between it all felt like a part of the mountain, and breathing absorbed the Dao Rhyme of the mountain and woods.

The interior decoration of the hall was also very simple, with no trace of luxury.

“Have a seat! I have nothing special to offer, but enjoy a bowl of clear spring water from the mountain!”

Chi Hua True Monarch casually waved his hand, genuinely presenting them with a bowl of clear spring water.

Yang Zhenshan accepted the blue porcelain bowl, staring at the water inside, feeling a bit amused.

It was indeed real spring water, and just ordinary spring water, not Spiritual Spring Water.

No Spiritual Tea is one thing, but not even a bowl of Spiritual Spring Water?

Actually, a Golden Core Cultivator can survive by absorbing nature’s spiritual energy, without needing food or Fasting Pills.

But the Golden Core Cultivator’s style of surviving by absorbing energy involves consuming spiritual winds and drinking Spiritual Dew, not ordinary spring water.

Such spring water holds no significance to them.

Or rather, it does.

Yang Zhenshan tasted the spring water slightly, hmm, it’s clear and sweet, indeed rare.

Drinking this spring water has no benefit nor harm, but it brings an uncommon feeling to Yang Zhenshan.

“It seems you have refined the Green Gold Sword!”

Chi Hua True Monarch sampled the spring water slightly, his fingers long and joints defined, the pads of his fingers gently touch the bottom of the blue porcelain bowl, his movements steady with a unique calmness of a cultivator.

Jian Changhe respectfully said, “The junior was fortunate to gain the recognition of the Green Gold Sword!”

The Green Gold Sword is not an ordinary Spiritual Artifact but a sword approaching a Spiritual Treasure. Its Sword Spirit is surely filled with arrogance, and it’s challenging for common Golden Core Cultivators to obtain its recognition.

However, Jian Changhe is an exception; he is the rightful successor of the Heavenly Sword, inherently possessing attributes in harmony with the Green Gold Sword.

Before Core Formation, he could summon the Green Gold Sword from its sheath, and after forming his core, naturally gained its approval easily.