Chapter 20: Wind and Rain

  "The three elite disciples of Fangyun Mountain have entered this cave three times, and adding the one time by the ancestor of Fengxing Gate, they have gone a total of four times." Master Ouyang's face showed a hint of regret: "Unfortunately, in these five hundred years, neither the first Fengxing Gate elder who entered the cave nor the later elite disciples of Fangyun Mountain were able to reach the core of this cave. As a result, although they gained precious things that are rare and unparalleled, they did not discover the truly heaven-defying treasure left behind by the Blood Kill Emperor."

  Zhang Heng also nodded secretly, this Blood Killing God Emperor as a stunning figure of several eras, the cave he left behind is not something that ordinary people can easily peek at. Fang Yunshan's three factions have been there only four times in 500 years, and each time they were able to gain something was already quite good.

  Perhaps true treasures will only be left for those who are destined to have them.

  "This time, your task is to help me uncover the true secret within this cave." The glint in Ou Yang's eyes flashed and then quickly disappeared, as he gazed intently at Zhang Heng, seemingly placing all his hopes on him.

  Zhang Heng couldn't help but feel surprised, why did this Old Master Ouyang have such high hopes for himself? It seemed that he was just an ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivator.

  "So many of Fangyun Mountain's elites can't do it, why would you believe me?" Zhang Heng looked at the elder of Fengxing Gate with puzzlement and confusion.

  Ou Yang's ancestor said confidently, "I believe you have more hope of getting the real secrets in the cave than those so-called elites, because when I first entered this cave, I only had a cultivation base at the Qi Refining stage."

  Like other top cultivators of Fangyun Mountain, I discovered a magnificent grand hall in this cave. This grand hall was probably where the Blood Kill Emperor left his true treasures, but it had many illusion arrays and prohibitions. The various traps inside were also everywhere, making it difficult for us Qi Refining stage cultivators to enter.

  "After it was spread out, after some thought, I actually came up with a way to enter this grand hall."

  Ou Yang's old ancestor looked at Zhang Heng with a hint of luck, and then continued: "Since this cave restricts the entry of cultivators above the Qi Refining stage, it is likely that the strength of a Qi Refining stage cultivator has a glimmer of hope to obtain something inside. Otherwise, the Blood Killing God Emperor's cave would not allow Qi Refining stage cultivators to enter every hundred years."

  The most crucial thing is that this mysterious temple has many illusions and restrictions, as well as numerous strange mechanisms and traps. Ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivators simply cannot pass through here. However, these things do not pose a mortal threat to Foundation Building stage cultivators, but it is impossible for them to enter this cave...

  It just so happens that since you've taken over Tang Feng's physical body, your own spiritual awareness is comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Therefore, after entering this grand hall, the effects of these illusions and restrictions on you should be minimal. Thus, you have a greater hope of entering the inner sanctum of this grand hall and obtaining the true treasure left behind by the Blood Kill Emperor...

  As he said this, Ou Yang's eyes burned with fervor as he gazed at Zhang Heng, as if the young man before him represented countless ancient treasures and top-notch cultivation methods.

  As for the heavenly treasure left by the Blood Kill Emperor, Zhang Heng's heart was also moved, but he wasn't very enthusiastic about it.

  He understood that even if he got the treasure left by the Blood Kill Emperor, it would probably end up in the hands of this old man anyway. In the end, it was all just a waste of effort, and who knows, after getting what he wanted, Ou Yang might still try to silence him permanently. This kind of troublesome and unrewarding business was not something Zhang Heng was enthusiastic about.

  Old Master Ouyang could naturally see through Zhang Heng's thoughts and hastily promised, "As long as you can obtain the treasure left behind in this mysterious grand hall, I will make an exception and give you a Foundation Establishment Pill, and even dispel the Soul-Devouring Wasp within your body."

  To win over Zhang Heng's loyalty, Ou Yang Old Ancestor even brought out the foundation-building pills, which left Zhang Heng somewhat surprised.

  The price of a single Zhī Jī Dān is absolutely unimaginable, and even one that has fallen outside will cause a group of low-ranking cultivators to covet it, and may even trigger a bloody storm.

  But as for whether Ou Yang's ancestor possessed the Foundation Establishment Pill, Zhang Heng still held a skeptical attitude. After all, he was just an elder of a small sect, how could he possibly possess something that had almost gone extinct in the cultivation world?

  For this foundation-building pill, Zhang Heng still had some movement in his heart. The cultivation of his abnormal skill currently required a spiritual instrument-level rare treasure to refine its essence, and the foundation-building pill, which was refined from heavenly materials and earthly treasures, could absolutely meet the refinement requirements of the abnormal skill, at least it could be worth several pieces of low-grade spiritual instruments.

  Ou Yang Old Ancestor saw that Zhang Heng had a heart-moving intention, and his heart was overjoyed. He promised to give him the Foundation Establishment Pill, not believing that the other party would not be moved.

  Zhang Heng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head under the expectant gaze of Ouyang Old Ancestor: "How can I guarantee that you won't regret it later?"

  Ou Yang's face suddenly showed a hint of anger, and a wave of spiritual pressure suddenly descended upon Zhang Heng.

  The atmosphere in the room became oppressive again, and even Zhang Heng's heartbeat and Ou Yang's slightly rapid breathing could be heard.

  But in an instant, Ou Yang's spiritual pressure was withdrawn, and he quietly stared at Zhang Heng opposite him.

  He also understood in his heart that it was not suitable to quarrel with Zhang Heng at this time. If the other party was unhappy, when they entered the mysterious temple, they would intentionally "let go" and he would end up losing out.

  At this time, he still needs to be "coaxed" well, and it's not suitable to leave a bad impression in his heart.

  After a moment of contemplation, Ou Yang Old Ancestor resolutely said: "Since that's the case, I, Ou Yang Tian De, will make a poisonous oath here. As long as the young man in front of me helps me obtain what Blood Kill Emperor left behind, I will give him freedom and bestow upon him the Foundation Establishment Pill. If I go back on this oath, I shall suffer the tribulation of Heart Demon Furnace."

  Zhang Heng saw that Ouyang Old Ancestor had actually made a Heart Demon Poison Vow, and he also felt at ease. Once a cultivator makes a Heart Demon Poison Vow, they generally do not go back on their word. Otherwise, when advancing in cultivation, it would leave an opening for the heart demon, making it difficult to make progress in cultivation, and may even lead to a decline in cultivation.

  "Alright, I promise you." Zhang Heng's face showed a few hints of delight, but in his heart, he was calculating his own odds. At this moment, there was still a month before the gathering at Fangyun Mountain, and it would probably be even longer before the cave mansion opened. There were many variables in between, as long as he could cultivate his Deviant Technique to a certain stage, he wouldn't necessarily fear the Soul-Devouring Wasp within him. At that time, if worst came to worst, he could just stay far away from Fangyun Mountain. The Three-Star Domain was such a vast place, surely there would be somewhere for him to settle down?

  Ou Yang's old ancestor saw that Zhang Heng had finally agreed, and he let out a sigh of relief. He then reminded him: "The Fang Yun gathering will be held in a month, while the Dong Fu will probably only open in about a year. During this period, it would be best if you could raise your cultivation a bit."

  He thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and took out a jade tube from his storage bag, with a hint of reluctance on his face. He said to Zhang Heng, "I suppose that relying on Tang Feng's physical qualities, it won't be easy for you to break through in the short term. I have a set of techniques here called 'Wind Movement', which is the core technique of our Wind Movement Sect. Only one elder of each generation will know this technique, and it can be said to be our ultimate technique."

  Zhang Heng took one look at the demeanor of this Old Master Ouyang and knew that this set of techniques was absolutely not ordinary goods. He quietly accepted the jade cylinder, his mouth uttering a few polite phrases.

  "The cultivation method in this jade cylinder, after you've cultivated it, quickly destroy it and don't pass it on to outsiders. Moreover, after you've practiced this method, when you enter that cave mansion, you'll be able to stand on unshakeable ground. When you're in a state of concealment, cultivators of the same level won't even think of discovering your existence. Plus, with your divine consciousness far surpassing that of fellow cultivators and the mid-grade spiritual artifact Moon Sorrow bestowed upon you by the Ancestor, I'm sure you'll be safe and sound in that cave mansion."

  Ou Yang's old ancestor has put in a lot of thought this time to obtain the treasure in this cave, and his plan is very thorough. He uses Zhang Heng, who has practiced the Variable Mystical Skill, to explore the Blood Kill Emperor's treasure, and also gives him a life-saving mantra and a deadly weapon, which increases the chances of success.

  Zhang Heng had no intention of keeping his promise to Ou Yang, and if he could get the treasure left behind by the Blood Kill Emperor, he would naturally keep it for himself. However, he was still delighted in his heart that he had gained a lot from this old man.

  No matter whether it was the Zhongpin Lingqi Moon Sacrifice or the Fengxingmen's suppressed ultimate technique, for Zhang Heng, a small white who was at the bottom of the cultivation world and constantly striving forward, they were all invaluable.