CHAPTER 968: CHAPTER 103: MASTER AND DISCIPLE

"Heavenly Phoenix Palace..."

Although Xie Xuanyi didn’t participate in the Battle of Poison back then, he learned a lot of secrets through the Lotus Peak’s Daoist Collection.

In that battle, Mo Zhen Venerable rallied the entire power of the Demon Country; Heavenly Phoenix Palace, Great Ape Mountain, Erosion Sun Swamp, Five-Colored Ridge... These major forces advanced south together!

The Demon Country was entrenched for years, and being so united was already considered a miracle.

Achieving this wasn’t possible by cultivation alone.

Behind Mo Zhen Venerable was the Heavenly Phoenix Palace!

"A thousand years ago, a great calamity descended, pure-blood Dragon Descendants were all annihilated, and much of the Demon Race’s imperial blood also collapsed."

Zhao Chunyang said, "Because the bloodline was preserved, the Heavenly Phoenix Palace, with its strong bloodline advantage, stood above all living beings, becoming the largest Great Holy Land in the Demon Country... even Mo Zhen, before attaining the title of ’Great Venerable’, wasn’t valued by the Heavenly Phoenix Palace and was constantly oppressed."

The Demon Country respects bloodline supremacy.

During his time, despite being revered by many in the Demon Country, before attaining Dao, Mo Zhen Venerable’s bloodline was humble, far inferior to the noble Heavenly Phoenix.

"After attaining Dao..."

Xie Xuanyi frowned and said, "Mo Zhen should be the first Great Practitioner of the Demon Country."

If he remembered correctly.

Mo Zhen’s displayed cultivation back then was terrifying, even the Master couldn’t gain the upper hand in a duel.

Although Zhao Chunyang hadn’t comprehended the "Dao Source" back then...

But Mo Zhen’s strength was already capable of crushing several major Holy Lands of the Demon Country!

"Indeed."

Zhao Chunyang sighed lightly, "He possessed the ’Undying Spring’ among many fortunes. After attaining Dao, he could indeed be called the first Great Practitioner of the Demon Country, neither the ’Old Palace Master’ of Heavenly Phoenix Palace nor the ’Holy Emperor’ of Great Ape Mountain could match him."

The conversation paused for a moment.

Zhao Chunyang seemed to recall something.

He lowered his gaze and said faintly, "Had this fellow not been impatient to move south, he wouldn’t have died so soon... perhaps, he really had a chance to ascend to ’Heavenly People’."

"I heard... that Mo Zhen suffered suppression from the Heavenly Phoenix Palace during his cultivation."

Xie Xuanyi continued to ask, "After he attained Dao, didn’t he seek revenge?"

He knew.

During the old Palace Master’s cultivation in the Heavenly Phoenix Palace, he achieved great feats, but with Mo Zhen’s power back then, accounting for old enmities would not have been difficult.

"He didn’t."

Zhao Chunyang shook his head and said, "Mo Zhen... could be called a hero of his generation. After attaining Dao, he did not stand against the Heavenly Phoenix Palace to settle scores, he merely killed a few foes from that time, then settled in the Heavenly Phoenix Palace, pouring in enormous resources..."

By common reasoning.

A cultivator of this level could completely establish a new sect.

The "Five-Colored Ridge," where the Peacock Venerable resided, was born in such a way.

Mo Zhen and Heavenly Phoenix Palace belonged to the same faction, he had "Phoenix Bloodline" flowing in him, as long as he wanted to leave a legacy, many young strong figures from the Heavenly Phoenix Palace would also come to his name... Such actions could either divide the Heavenly Phoenix Palace or replace it directly.

Xie Xuanyi’s expression grew serious.

This indeed was a hero of his time, for the sake of the great cause of moving south, what did personal grudges count for?

What Mo Zhen wanted... was to unite the world.

"In return, the Heavenly Phoenix Palace naturally gave its full support."

Zhao Chunyang said, "Thus, there was the subsequent ’Battle of Poison’."

In that battle, the ultimate outcome was a tragic victory for the Human Race.

The Northern Border Great Wall was severely damaged, several major Holy Lands were either wounded or disabled, the Taoist sect nearly collapsed, and Da Sui Sword Palace fell into a decline.

But they ultimately won, hence the saying ’drinking poison together.’

If the Demon Race had won, how would this battle have been named?

Xie Xuanyi gazed at where the Divine Soul of Yuan Huang perished, feeling somewhat lost, he began to worry about Jiang Huang in the North Sea...

To avoid the great disaster at the Sword Palace.

He purposely sent Jiang Huang out of the borders of Great Chu.

But is the North Sea truly safe now?

He took out a Communication Order, attempting to contact Chen Jingxuan, but the Ruyi Order was dim, and no response came despite his divine soul’s input.

"Cough..."

Just then.

The Sword Origin River gradually dissipated, and the elder in the Lotus Robe gave a heavy cough.

He was already old, nearing his limit.

If not for this battle, Zhao Chunyang could remain in a state of "Divine Travel," let his flesh body rest, and let his divine soul wander, continuing to live longer... But this ’Heavenly People’ slaughter forced him to exhaust all his cards, ultimately harming his vital energy and foundation.

"Master."

Xie Xuanyi quickly went forward to assist, the two of them came to a large stone illuminated by heaven’s light in the forbidden area, the prayer mat was broken but left a bright light spot on the large stone.

Zhao Chunyang sat down.

"I... am fine."

He breathed steadily, said helplessly, "Don’t worry about me, although Yuan Huang is dead now, she’s left a mess behind, resolving these troubles is our primary task."

After that.

Zhao Chunyang took out the Sword Qi Cyan Dragon from his sleeve.

The entirely white Sword Qi Flood Dragon was now coiled obediently in the elder’s palm like a tiny snake, extremely docile, allowing his palm to stroke its forehead, just squinting to enjoy.

"This thing needs to be returned to the underground of Sword Palace."

Zhao Chunyang spread his hand, signaling Xie Xuanyi to take the little dragon.

"You..."

Xie Xuanyi did not reach out to take it.

He looked worriedly at the elder.

After sitting on the stone, the Master’s aura became very unstable, like a candle flame, sometimes brilliant and bright, sometimes dim and yellow.

With the end of the battle, as Sect Leader, he should make an appearance.

Returning the Dragon Vein would boost morale and reassure the hearts.

"I will not show my face for now."

Zhao Chunyang’s expression revealed a hint of melancholy, smiling and comforting, "All these years, I’ve been with Lotus Peak... This battle is won, they should know, I am still alive, the highest mountain of Da Sui Sword Palace hasn’t collapsed yet."

Though that’s what he said.

But Xie Xuanyi knew... there was only one reason for not showing his face.

Severe injury.

"Master, you need to heal, I have Undying Spring on me."

Xie Xuanyi still did not take the little dragon.

He directly opened his Heart Lake.

From which wisps of Undying Spring water vapor surrounded and condensed into a small white pill.

When he first awoke in Yuzhu Town.

The Undying Spring water vapor was just fluffy, not solidified.

Now, it had formed into a pill.

As it expanded, this Undying Spring Eye would grow even stronger.

Besides, Xie Xuanyi also revealed the Primordial Swallowing Sacred Realm.

Next to the Undying Spring Eye, a small white Dao Stele of the Sacred Realm was condensed.

"I received the legacy of Bai Ze Great Saint."

Xie Xuanyi said sincerely, "I also have the ’Immortal Tree’ of Moon Hidden Realm on me, right here in this [Sacred Realm]."

Saying this further.

"So..."

Xie Xuanyi paused, then earnestly said word by word, "Master, no matter what injuries you have, I can heal them."

"..."

Zhao Chunyang looked at the youth who poured his heart out in front of him, paused, and his eyes grew a little dazed.

Sixty years for an ordinary person.

The blink of an eye for a Daoist cultivator.

Sitting on Lotus Peak, he watched the years pass, and he remembered it seemed like only a short time since Xie Xuanyi joined the Sword Palace...

How did this kid grow up so quickly?