Wuxian raced back to the top of the room and set up a secret mantra. Anyone daring to cause trouble again would meet only one fate - to be refined!

This also helped to speed up Wuxian's recovery of spiritual power.

Inside the room, Wuxian began to instruct the exhausted Yuanhui, who this time did not complain but felt happy to have someone caring for him by his side.

The cultivation began as the teacher absorbed the two different spiritual beasts collected into the furnace. As soon as the spiritual beasts were thrown in, they began to fight. After Wuxian subdued the demonic spirit, within a minute, the antelope devoured the fox, and the green light shone even brighter.

"Refine!" Wuxian lightly commanded, causing the spiritual beasts in the furnace to turn into a light green smoke, slowly being absorbed by the meditating Yuanhui. After a serious moment, Wuxian finally breathed a sigh of relief, reclining leisurely on the mat, observing and guarding Yuanhui, watching for his reaction...

The old man carefully sensed the subtle changes in the latter's body. The solid star core within Yuanhui's body slowly fragmented and sublimated, leaving the former quite shocked. "This child will undoubtedly become a terrifying presence in the continent in the future!"

The old man was referring to the leader of the four major pavilions that dominated the continent. To reach the level of a saint at such a young age, not even the Dragon Nine Dynasties might have possessed such ability!

"Incredible, this child cannot die in this place," the old man flashed his figure, utilizing his powerful body techniques to appear behind Yuanhui, injecting a profound spiritual energy into his body.

Wuxian, watching from the stalactite, became somewhat surprised as he observed Yuanhui's body displaying six streams of light electricity traversing different parts of his body. This was none other than the Eight Chambers' true scripture!

The aloof Wuxian now regarded the old man before him with some admiration. To have the qualification to cultivate the Eight Chambers' true scripture, he must be none other than the leader of the Shadowless Pavilion in the Four Pavilions, Han Junyan!

The leader of the Four Pavilions held the title of overlord on the million square kilometers of land in the Western Province, leading six sects including the Blood Shadow Sect, Tianqi Sect, Cold Life Sect, Undead Sect, and Sea Dragon Sect, with support from several subordinate sects.

In the vast expanse of the Western Province, no one dared to challenge the authority of the Four Pavilions recklessly. It was said that the army of the Shadowless Pavilion's leader Han Junyan maintained strict military discipline, to the extent that even the royal army of the Divine Emperor dared not attack the defensive lines of the Four Pavilions in the Western Province.

It was evident that the reason the Four Pavilions could dominate the Western Province was closely related to their unified combat capabilities.

As the eight points of light intensified on Yuanhui's body, turning his entire body crystal clear and transparent like water, brilliant light emanated from all his meridians.

“It really is the Eight Chambers' true scripture!”

Having traveled the martial world for many years, Wuxian could easily distinguish the authenticity of the Eight Chambers' true scripture. The ancestor who created it, Han Lan, was one of his good friends who roamed the seas in the past. However, seeing the current leader of the Four Pavilions, it seemed that the former Han Lan... sigh!

There is a bird in the world called the Bright Moon Bird. It is said to be a divine bird that only appears when the vast and mighty Sky Dragons make an appearance.

Such rumors existed since the inception of the Star Emperor Empire two thousand years ago.

The Bright Moon Bird and the insignia born of the Sky Dragons is the Moon Dragon Seal, said to be held by a tyrant that instilled fear even today, thousands of years later, on the continent.

In an era of turmoil and unrest among the martial world, the immortal spirit left by the ancient immortal cultivators was the priceless treasure they all sought.

Many unparalleled experts gave up the prosperity before them, in pursuit of this treasure, ultimately meeting their demise!

“Who dares to defy Us in this world shall be purged along with their nine generations!!”

Once, a man declared such words, only to be met with a joint suppression by the twelve largest sects at the time,

In the end, outnumbered, he perished under the coordinated attacks of the twelve sect leaders.

The news of the Moon Dragon Emperor's death quickly spread among the people, causing a commotion!

The people were almost all exuberant and cheered, and the empire finally experienced a temporary liberation.

However, most of the eight top martial arts experts in the martial world suffered severe casualties, with even some sect leaders perishing, leaving the remaining four sect leaders with indelible scars and drastically shortened lifespans!

Within the short span of fourteen years that followed, there was a seismic shift among the twelve major sects.

The four sects with surviving sect leaders began to subtly maneuver their influence in the world.

Over the fourteen years, the major sects continued to fight each other, vying for territory, especially the four sect leaders actively recruiting exceptionally talented individuals with extraordinary spiritual talent from all corners of the world. Eventually, they absorbed the remaining eight sects, exterminating all who resisted and converted them into branches, establishing a power that was akin to a ruling entity.

The Realmless Level, the ultimate realm in ranking martial artists in the martial world!

The Realmless signified a marvelous transformation that occurred within one's body after reaching a bottleneck in spiritual energy.

This transformation involved overclocking one's own body to the maximum limit, then activating the spiritual energy within the body that ordinary people could not utilize.

The ancestors who first mastered this technique seemed to have perceived this point and realized the arduous path to becoming an immortal.

To comprehend the ways of an immortal, one must possess tokens left behind by the ancient immortals, absorb their essence, and draw out the most precious elements from the tokens.

Indeed, the Moon Dragon Emperor perished at the moment of ascending to immortality, so tokens and the like were indispensable...”

“It is imperative!”

Wuxian stroked his beard, elaborating on this matter.

“For thousands of years, countless strong individuals have searched the Eastern Province where the Moon Dragon Emperor fell, for the lost treasure, yet who knew that the treasure might not be something anyone could control!”

“Oh?” Yuanhui further inquired Wuxian in confusion, “According to Master, does this variability of the treasure make it difficult to fathom?”

Even if one knows its direction, it is still challenging to pinpoint it.

Even if one knows its location, it is still difficult to discern its shape.

Truly, it is ever-changing and enigmatic!

“Yes, the immortal treasure can assume myriad forms and possibilities.”

"Possibilities?"

Yuanhui asked in astonishment, “Apart from tangible forms, could there be intangible ones as well?”

Caught off guard by Wuxian, he was still somewhat unclear, but seeing Wuxian nod without denial, he unveiled the answer.

“That's correct, the form of the token of the treasure could extend beyond solid shapes, also manifesting as intangible liquids or even gases existing on the continent!”

In fact, the physical form of the visible treasure was merely a vessel for storing the token, evidently not the essence of the token.

The moment the token separates from the treasure, the treasure might just become a mere artifact!

“As you can see, I should have died ages ago, yet I still exist in this world. This is what people yearn for – eternal life, the flesh may have perished, but the soul remains undying!”

“Could it be that Master…?”

“Hmph, care to venture a guess?”

Wuxian's gaze started to become cryptic, leaving one unable to discern him in that fleeting moment... or perhaps,

The master and disciple talked by candlelight, chatting into the late night!

So much so that the next morning, Yuanhui almost had no energy to wake up from his slumber.

...

In this era, no one is given the chance to choose. If there is a moment in battle when you can't smell the gunpowder of the battlefield, it's possible to lose your life in the next instant.

Being arrogant with talent, those who easily offend others will die the most miserable death!

But now, all of this no longer matters. Thinking back to the first time Yuanhui met Wuxian...

Only by living a life of bloodshed, surviving in the midst of war, can one achieve their goals. Wuxian also clenched his fist, and after opening his fist, a transparent bead appeared in front of Yuanhui. Wuxian chuckled triumphantly, "Hahaha, kid, this is the spirit refined by my soul."

Yuanhui carefully examined it, and Wuxian suddenly clenched his hand, instantly freezing a deep pool of water!

"Shubai once had designs on this spirit in my body, and Sihuang also exhausted all means for my sake."

After hearing Wuxian's story, Yuanhui couldn't help but wag his tongue.

"Hehehe, actually, I'm just bragging." The Dragon God couldn't bear to pour cold water on him when he saw his expression.

"What are you doing? Wasting your efforts, I'm leaving!"

"Hey, hey, don't go! Inheriting my power won't make you stronger, but it can accelerate your cultivation. And inheritance is like rebirth, you will feel what it's like to be crushed repeatedly..."

"... "

"You bastard, are you trying to kill me?" Shocked, Yuanhui desperately tried to escape.

Unfortunately, the physically strong Wuxian grabbed Yuanhui and threw him to the ground, teaching him slowly, "Little guy, you have extraordinary natural talent among humans, but to reach the realm of immortals, you must have the meridians of an immortal. Talent is not important, what's important is the marrow of the gods!"

Yuanhui moved backward in fear until he hit a small hill and finally regained his composure. He looked at the menacing Wuxian and yelled, "Are you trying to kill me? You want to change even my bones, what kind of punishment is this?!"

Wuxian scolded loudly, "I have read your memories and understand what you desire, but based on your current state, let alone the Holy Emperor, you may not even be able to defeat Prince Luo's son in your lifetime!"

After being scolded by Wuxian, Yuanhui finally calmed down.

He hesitated and asked Wuxian, "Can rebirth make me strong?"

With regret, Wuxian shook his head and admonished Yuanhui, "I don't know if rebirth can make you stronger because it all depends on you. But if you don't do this, I can tell you, without even this resolve, you may never achieve anything!"

Yuanhui, inheriting the stubbornness of the Wu family, struck the ground with all his might, causing a crack to appear instantly.

Wuxian looked at his swollen right hand, shook his head with a sigh, and said, "You brat, your skin is still tender. Without my marrow rebirth, you will be nothing but waste unable to stand in this vast world."

After speaking, Wuxian punched behind Yuanhui, creating a cave silently. "Hehe, it's convenient to leave you alone to make a decision, think carefully, young man."