Chapter 811: Chapter 33: Entering the Pure Yang Sect
The truth is always buried in the dust of history.
If no one unearths it, it becomes a rumor, or even a fallacy.
From ancient times, many unverifiable events have remained because the truth was buried.
Every buried truth undoubtedly involves things that move people’s spirits, especially regarding the Mechanical Clan, the Crystal Skull, and a series of other matters.
Zhou Yan found it hard to believe that the Crystal Skull in his hand belonged to his brother Lee Ran, but the vividly restored outline made his heart tighten to the extreme in an instant.
One sensing, and his heart already turned cold halfway.
Upon closer observation, Zhou Yan’s heart sank to the bottom.
"What’s going on? Can anyone tell me?"
Zhou Yan was momentarily bewildered and lost, as if a vast and terrifying truth was very close to him, yet he dared not uncover it.
Zhou Yan forcibly retracted his chaotic thoughts and descended into a lush mountain.
Afterwards, Zhou Yan immediately set up a Guardian Array, blocking all auras and severing all connections with the outside world.
Once all this was done, in just a few minutes, Zhou Yan felt his soul weakening rapidly like a deflated balloon, such a powerful sense of weakness that made life feel worse than death.
It was an endless feeling of fatigue, weariness, pain, powerlessness, weakness, heaviness, and other negative sensations; when the blessing of Emperor Xuan Yuan’s Energy dissipated, even Heaven and Earth seemed to change colors, becoming dull and gray, losing their luster.
Zhou Yan was like a collapsed soul and body, lying uncontrollably on the ground like a lump of mud, unable to move for half a day.
Emperor Xuan Yuan’s Energy was indeed incredibly powerful, instantly elevating Zhou Yan’s soul and physical strength to the Realm of Sword God Fifth Transition, giving him the corresponding might, making him feel as if he returned to the era of Lei Yan King, able to slay endless strong foes with a wave.
However, this sense of power, once lost, was also unbearable.
Zhou Yan’s temperament was so strong, his will also incredibly firm, yet he was almost driven to mental collapse, showing how terrifying these aftereffects truly were.
In this world, gaining immense cultivation out of thin air inevitably requires paying a tremendous price; every action has its ordained consequence.
Zhou Yan lay on the ground like mud for over half a day, unable to move at all, thoroughly exhausted.
He could use the Soul Path Vast Qi to perform the Nirvana Technique, but mentally, he couldn’t bear this pressure any longer, wanting to do nothing, wanting to move nothing, like a wasted person.
Another half day passed before his body gradually regained sensation, and Zhou Yan then felt a severe tearing pain throughout his body, and although his soul suffered no damage, it felt overused; as soon as he exerted Soul Power, he would feel an overwhelming nausea, making his brain dizzy.
Zhou Yan quietly recuperated, neither using the Nirvana Rebirth Technique nor the Undying Rebirth Technique, but instead meditated Xingyi Fist, using Essence Blood to condense ancient will, nurturing Divine Soul with the power of the sun and moon, and tempering his soul with the purest Spiritual Energy from Heaven and Earth.
Like an ordinary cultivator, Zhou Yan gradually restored himself through basic cultivation methods, slowly eliminating the vast side effects after using Emperor Xuan Yuan’s Energy.
"Blood Essence harbors ancient intent."
"Sun and moon nourish Sword Soul."
"Heaven and Earth condense Sword Soul."
Zhou Yan murmured to himself; all this, he had now achieved and accomplished.
The fatigue in his soul was gradually eliminated, his body steadily returning to its peak. Afterwards, Zhou Yan stood up and directly used Soul Path Vast Qi to perform the Nirvana Rebirth Technique and the Undying Rebirth Technique, further restoring himself.
As these two major recovery methods were executed, Zhou Yan immediately felt invigorated, full of spirit, and that feeling of despondency and weakness had completely disappeared.
After that, Zhou Yan canceled the shielding Ancient Array and left the mountain.
Zhou Yan had no idea that the half-day he spent recovering had truly shaken the entire world.
The events in Yesa City, even if concealed, could not be hidden. On that day, Yesa City was nearly awash in blood, and its ancient Holy Temple collapsed in a crash; this was indeed a major event.
The deaths of countless powerful Knights also left many hidden cultivation places in both the East and West trembling in fear, finally realizing the terrifying means of Zhou Yan.
It was also on this day that the ancient telekinesis cultivators, the missionaries in charge of the Great Sect, confessed their sins before God, believing this to be Divine Punishment from God, eradicating the true Evil Spirit, allowing the true believers to not perish but attain Eternal Life instead.
On this day, the missionaries without impurities began to reorganize internally and regain control.
Subsequently, the new Pope sent missionaries under his command to the East to repent for their previous sins and to seek the forgiveness of the Eastern cultivators.
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The path wound eerily, a lone boat across the small bridge.
The extraordinary beauty and danger of nature were particularly showcased in these mountains and waters.
Here was the entrance to the Pure Yang Sect’s mountain.
Zhou Yan appeared here from the Void.
In the mountain, the female cultivators were within the grand array, invisible to outsiders.
But Zhou Yan instantly saw those female cultivators, and the female cultivators saw Zhou Yan’s arrival.
After the initial shock and surprise, many charming women formed a line, respectfully welcoming Zhou Yan’s visit.
The previous battle was earth-shattering, shaking the entire cultivation world. Zhou Yan’s name rose to prominence, resonating everywhere like the sun at noonday.
Originally, after his teachings, no one doubted him. Now, Zhou Yan had truly become a Supreme in everyone’s eyes, the real Supreme.
The arrival of the Supreme is not seen as a disaster by the Pure Yang Sect; instead, it is considered an honor.
After a short while, the current sect master of Pure Yang Sect, Zhao Xiaoxiao, accompanied by her disciple Xu Yingxia and another remarkably beautiful woman in white, flew to the place where Zhou Yan was.
"Senior Zhou, forgive Xiao Xiao for not welcoming you from afar. Please come inside, Senior."
Zhao Xiaoxiao spoke with great joy and respect.
After she finished speaking, she bowed deeply, along with her disciple Xu Yingxia and the woman in white, who also respectfully saluted.
"Fairy Xiao Xiao, there’s no need for such courtesy."
Zhou Yan said with a slight smile.
As he spoke, he stepped into the Void, arriving not far from Zhao Xiaoxiao’s side.
"Senior Zhou, you are the benefactor of all cultivators in the cultivation world. What’s a mere salute?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao smiled, revealing two beautiful dimples. Though she seemed young, she was actually over a hundred years old, maintaining a youthful appearance with techniques, looking as pure and sweet as a young girl.
In the cultivation world, for cultivators of over a hundred years, their age is not considered insignificant, nor is it considered old.
After all, starting cultivation requires at least over thirty years, advancing in such an environment takes decades; typically, at sixty or seventy, one is still considered rather young.
"This is something I just strive to do my best at. The current situation is chaotic, and the cultivation world is a mess. If not rectified, it is indeed worrying."
Zhou Yan thought for a moment, then sighed lightly and said.
"Ah, this is something we old folks are aware of. Back then, Senior Lee Ran also slew those heretical missionaries from the West. We old folks know they have issues, just powerless against them."
Zhao Xiaoxiao sighed as she spoke.
She appeared as pure as a young girl, yet her words were ancient and wise, calling herself an ’old bone.’ This gave a very peculiar impression.
But according to normal human age, she was indeed as old as could be, being over a hundred years, it’s hard to say she was still youthful.
Zhou Yan wasn’t aware of past events, but when he went to Yesa City and was called ’Bruce Lee,’ he then knew that his brother Lee Ran must have been there, perhaps even acted there.
As for why there was no news in the end, Zhou Yan dared not speculate.
After all, that Crystal Skull presently lay within Zhou Yan’s Soul Sea Land, it’s the most transparent and real thing, impossible to fabricate.
"Senior Zhou, let’s not discuss this matter anymore. It’s rare for you to come to our little place of Pure Yang Sect; now that the Western affair has calmed, the killing array broken, why not rest for a few days in our Pure Yang Sect? Observe its natural scenery, listen to the sound of birds, beasts, insects, and fishes, and feel the natural aura here, distancing from the turmoil and relaxing the spirit."
As Zhao Xiaoxiao spoke, she gently signaled her look towards Xu Yingxia and another white-clothed woman beside her.
The two women immediately blushed, somewhat shyly approaching Zhou Yan a bit closer.
"Senior... Senior Zhou, Nuonuo and I are quite familiar with the scenery and secret places of cultivation here. Why don’t we take Senior on a tour to relax a bit?"
Xu Yingxia, after all, didn’t have much scheming, even if she did, she dared not show it before Zhou Yan. She turned beet red as she spoke.
After all, the meaning of ’relaxing a bit’ could be quite abundant.
Zhao Xiaoxiao’s idea was obvious to Zhou Yan. Hoping for her disciples’ future, wishing Pure Yang Sect wouldn’t be bullied, hoping the outstanding female disciples like Xu Yingxia and the woman in white might become Daoist couples with Zhou Yan was a hidden desire.
After all, even for wholehearted cultivation, one cannot completely abandon the Red Dust. Truly abandoning it would render cultivation meaningless.
Zhou Yan smiled wryly. He took Xu Yingxia’s hand, then the ’Nuonuo’ white-clothed beautiful woman’s hand, placing them in Zhao Xiaoxiao’s hand, saying, "By age, I might truly not be older than you, but by the years, you are like children. It’s not that I find you unsuitable, but I understand Fairy Xiao Xiao’s intent and know it’s with good intentions.
Yet my path in cultivation doesn’t lie in this Ancestor Land, but on the external battlefield. I already have a Daoist couple and a lovely daughter waiting for me in the outer world. I haven’t completed my tasks here, nor transformed through tribulations to become a deity, why should I further harm these pure and lovely fairies?"
Zhou Yan spoke sincerely, while holding hands with the two beautiful women, yet his manner felt like an elder holding his daughter’s hand, with gentle guidance.
This feeling was warm and touching.