Chapter Sixteen: Longevity and Hope in the Far North Frozen Soil
"888 million contribution points!!!!!" Enough to make a true disciple of the Jade Light Sect struggle for decades, Su Jianxu exchanged it for five heavenly treasures in an instant.
Inside Yaoguang Cave, Xu Lin and Su Jianxiu were both standing on the red rope.
From the moment he walked out of the hidden palace in You Guangbieyuan to entering Dongtian, Xu Lin's face was still filled with shock. And when he looked into Su Jianxu's eyes, they were filled with a complex mix of emotions.
On the red silk fabric, the two were silent. Only Xu Lin's eyes were complex, while Su Jianxiao's lovely small face had a hint of an unforgettable smile.
The red silk fell in front of the Purple Cloud Pavilion, and Xu Lin and Su Jianxiu walked down. The red silk rolled a few times in the air, gradually shrinking, and automatically wrapped around Su Jianxiu's slender waist.
Su Jianxiu waved her hand, and five golden sandalwood boxes appeared on the ground. This trick of producing objects out of thin air was something that Xu Lin already knew about. It was a skill possessed by those who had cultivated the Mystic Palace, where items could be stored within the palace.
"Alright, Little Lin, we've played enough for today. I should head back to the Heavenly Palace now. Otherwise, Father will scold me again." After taking out five treasures, Su Xianxiu put her hands behind her back and smiled coyly at Xu Lin.
"Alright, Sister!" Xu Lin nodded, he knew that Su Jianxiu and Zhuang Jiao Zhenren both lived inside the Canghai Heaven Palace.
"Alright, Master Sister is leaving." Su Jianxu nodded and waved her hand at Xu Lin. The red light flashed again, shooting up from her waist to a height of a hundred feet.
"Master!" Just as Su Jianxiu was about to ride away on her red sedan chair, Xu Lin suddenly called out.
"What? What's up? Xiao Linzi." Su Jianxiu heard the voice and turned her head, looking at Xu Lin with a questioning gaze, asking.
"I... Shifu... I was wondering if..." Xu Lin's gaze met Su Jianxu's, looking at the doubt in Su Jianxu's beautiful eyes, suddenly becoming a bit tense.
"Hehe... silly little Lin, Master's sister is leaving, cultivate well." Seeing Xu Lin's foolish appearance, Su Jianxiu chuckled and gave Xu Lin a glance, saying casually.
The red silk shook, and a head like a spirit snake rolled towards Su Jianxiu, wrapping Su Jianxiu into the red silk. The red silk carrying Su Jianxiu flew rapidly to the Cang Hua Tian Gong.
Xu Lin gazed at Su Jianxiu's receding figure, standing silently for a long time at the entrance of the Purple Cloud Pavilion.
"Sister, actually, I wanted to ask you, why are you so good to me?" After a long time, Xu Lin sighed and picked up the five brocade boxes, walking into the Purple Cloud Pavilion.
Outside the Purple Cloud Pavilion, there was nothing but empty space. Only wisps of white fog drifted with the wind, and in the distance, a faint whisper of a sigh seemed to linger.
The study, Xu Lin placed the five brocade boxes on the desk, and then sat down on the spot, closed his eyes slightly, and his heart was facing upwards. The "Cloud Flower Mysterious and Severe True Method" began to operate within him, and the dense heavenly and earthly primordial energy rushed towards him. After a few breaths, Xu Lin disappeared into a dense cloud of heavenly and earthly primordial energy.
On the side of the Cang Hua Tian Gong, in front of the True Transmission Heavenly Board, a Taoist with white hair, wearing a sky-blue Taoist robe, barefoot and youthful-looking, gazed at the last line of words on the board, nodding his head unintentionally. The last row of the True Transmission Heavenly Board:
The 200th: Xu Lin, under the Taoist fetus, no palace belongs!
Inside the Cang Hua Tian Gong, it was still as before. In the vast space, fragments of space were distorted and twisted, with countless large and small rivers of light and darkness flowing and fluctuating. At the deepest part, three figures were surrounded by layer upon layer of distorted space, and within this distorted space, a river of light over ten feet wide flowed without beginning or end.
The deepest part of the Causal Palace, inside for three years, outside only one day has passed. The entire Shaking Light Cave Heaven can only be cultivated by the three strongest long-lived poets, Su Mingyue, the True Person of Palm Teachings, and the two Supreme Elders, Murong Xian and Sun Wusan. Anyone else who approaches will be sucked into the River of Time and drift to the past or future, not even Su Mingyue and the other two can save them.
"Not bad, not bad!" In the quietest and coldest depths, a voice suddenly broke the silence. The tone was steady and serious, with an air of supreme dignity that only Su Mingyue, the True Person of the Shaking Light Cave Heaven's Palm Sect, who had long occupied a high position, possessed. It was clearly Su Mingyue who spoke.
The person in the middle of the three suddenly stood up and walked out. The distorted space surrounding him dissipated layer by layer as he moved, restoring its flatness. As the space recovered, his figure slowly became clear: a square face, thick eyebrows, wide mouth, deep eyes, and an aura full of majesty. He wore a golden Daoist robe with intricate embroidery depicting sun, moon, mountains, rivers, thunder, stars, ancient divine beasts, and heavenly spirits. It was none other than the leader of the Shaking Light Sect, Su Mingyue.
After he walked out, Murong Xian and Sun Wu also walked out of the heavy space one after another, and came to Su Mingyue's side.
"It's been less than twenty days since he entered, yet he's already taken the second step as an ordinary person. What does Mu Rong think of this child?" Su Mingyue waved her hand, and a subtle ripple appeared in the space in front of them, forming a huge mirror that was several meters wide and long. The mirror displayed the true ranking list on the side of the Canghua Heavenly Palace, with the last ranking at the bottom.
"This child's fate is extraordinary, and it's not easy for me to say." Murong Xian looked at the mirror, the true transmission of the Tianbang regarding Xu Lin, blinked his eyes, and said with a deep sigh.
"Oh? So Elder Murong has also noticed it." Upon hearing Murong Xian's words, a hint of surprise flashed across Su Mingyue's eyes as she asked in a soft voice.
"When this child first entered, I saw that he had the aura of Fa Li on his body. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the 'Yun Hua Miao Yan True Manual' of the Tai Xu Sacred Land's Zhong Guan Zhen Jue. It is clear that before this, this child had contact with people from Tai Xu. But Sun Wu didn't understand, why did the people from Tai Xu not bring this child into their sect, but instead let Fu Yao bring him back to our Yang Guang's land?"
"It's the 'Clouded Splendor, Mysterious and Profound True Formula'. According to my calculations, the person who taught this child this formula should be Tai Yu's Xiao Yao. And Xiao Yao didn't bring this child into the Tai Yu Mountain Sect, I think you all understand the reason why... For a thousand years, Tai Yu has sealed off the mountain, with only Xiao Yao alone in the mortal world, how could he bring him into the sect..." Murong Xian pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Alas... I thought that as a Xian Dao Wu Dong Tian, I would at least have one technique that could determine life and death, but it seems I don't. It's truly laughable. I think that when the Carefree Son met this person, he must have used 'Tian Yun Shen Suan' to calculate his fate, and must have known something, which is why he passed down the 'Cloud Flower Mysterious and Severe True Method', hoping to create a great cause and effect with this person. As for what the Carefree Son knew? Fu Yao should know." Su Ming Yue gazed at the true transmission of the Tian Bang in the mirror, muttering to herself.
"Yes, Fu Yao should know what we're asking about. Let's ask him and he'll tell us." As soon as Su Mingyue spoke, Murong Xian and Sun Wu's eyes lit up at the same time, saying in unison.
"It's not urgent now, Fu Yao has just entered the cave to cultivate. I see that his body is surrounded by a large amount of floating spiritual energy, and there are faint signs of time rules around him. It seems he's about to make a breakthrough to the Longevity Step. This is his critical moment, and also the critical moment for my own cultivation. Don't disturb him casually." Su Mingyue waved her hand, stopping Mu Rongxian and Sun Wuhen from speaking, dispersed the mirror, turned around and said to the two of them with a hint of joy on her face.
"Fuyao is about to ascend to the Longevity Realm..." As soon as Su Mingyue said this, Murong Xian and Sun Wu's bodies trembled all over, but then they were excited and thrilled.
"Four hundred and twenty years, Elder Sun has ascended to the Longevity Step. It's still four hundred and twenty years ago, who would have thought that after four hundred and twenty years, I, Yao Guang, will once again add a name to the annals of history? Truly, our ancestors are watching over us!" On the side, Murong Xian was excitedly shaking, holding Sun Wu's hand, and trembling as he spoke.
The grand occasion of the Immortal Path, any sect or school that has someone advancing to the Longevity Step is a major event that shakes the entire Immortal Path. The Epic of Longevity is the pillar that holds up the sky for a large sect, it's a nuclear weapon for a large sect. Although it doesn't have much impact on the overall strength of the Immortal Path, it adds a deterrent force to the Immortal Path schools.
If the eighth step of Fuyao's promotion is successful, the number of strong people in the Longevity Epic of Yaoguang Diantian will immediately change from three to four, suppressing the other four Diantians. Because the other four Diantians also have only three longevity epics each.
"Alright, let's just watch and see how far Xulín can go for now. From mortal to Dao fetus is a good start, as it only requires a bit of cleverness to achieve. But wanting to advance to the Mystic Palace is not that easy. As for Fúyáo's matter, please don't leak it out, or else it will attract the attention of other Dongtian and even the two great Sacred Lands." Seeing the two elders so excited, Sū Míngyuè's joyful expression also deepened. With a wave of his hand, Sū Míngyuè casually said to the two of them. Then, he once again walked into the depths of the Zhuāng Huà Tiān Palace, and behind him, layer after layer of space began to twist and distort, the River of Time reappeared, surrounding and flowing around him.
Murong Xian and Sun Wudui exchanged a glance, nodded to each other, and then walked into the depths, disappearing into the layers of twisted space.
Youzhou, the land of extreme north.
This is a vast and barren expanse of frozen earth, stretching for tens of thousands of square meters. There are no signs of human existence on this vast expanse of frozen earth. The temperature here is usually below minus dozens of degrees Celsius, making it impossible for ordinary people to survive. As a result, the probability of finding rare treasures or spiritual materials here is almost zero, and therefore, cultivators would not come to this place either.
Barren frozen soil, it seems that even flowers, grass and trees can hardly survive. Walking on the frozen soil for dozens of meters, you can barely see a few extremely cold-resistant plants. Next to the plants, there are several five-foot-long, very thin animals, similar to mice. They are called "frozen mice", the only animal that can survive in this frozen land.
This is a place with an extremely harsh environment, where the sky is forever shrouded in a vast expanse of dark clouds. No matter what time it is, the sun's rays can never penetrate the clouds to shine on the frozen earth. Nobody would ever come to this place. The nearest inhabited area from Youzhou is a full ten thousand miles away.
In the heart of the permafrost, a thousand years of stillness was suddenly broken today.
(PS: First update, making up for yesterday. And there's a second update!)

