Xuanyun Breaks Through to Golden Core
Yang Tianyou said, "The Blood River Secret Realm opens once every three hundred years, and each opening lasts for sixty years. There are about forty years left until the next opening. At that time, the various forces in Mo Province will likely engage in a fierce battle over the share of the Blood River Secret Realm."
"That means it will be forty years before Wang Shan and the others can travel to the Blood River Secret Realm and enter the Inheritance Hall of the Myriad Forms Sect Manifestations Sect." Yunhua frowned slightly, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing briefly before relaxing into a smile. "Actually, with our Lineage's current resources, the Inheritance Hall left by the Myriad Forms Sect Inheritance Hall isn't so urgent. We can proceed at our own pace."
"Madam is right. Moreover, I think that a powerful force like the Myriad Forms Sect would not only leave behind one Inheritance Hall." Yang Tianyou's eyes held a thoughtful look.
"Does my husband mean that the location of the Inheritance Hall hidden in the minds of each of the several Seeds left behind by the Myriad Forms Sect is different?" Yunhua's expression shifted, and he asked softly.
"Very likely. This is a perfectly normal decision. You can't put all your eggs in one basket. Even the decision-makers in small Lineage know this principle."
"Then what does my husband think we should do with Wang Shan and the others? Should they try to contact the survivors of the Myriad Forms Sect, and those few Seeds, using the Myriad Forms Sect's special communication code?" Yunhua asked softly.
"No need." Yang Tianyou slowly shook his head.
"As Madam just said, the Four Symbols Sect's Inheritance Hall is no longer that important to the Lineage."
In my opinion, it would be better to risk having one's identity discovered before the Hidden Dragon Sect has fully developed, rather than trying to contact other surviving disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Myriad Forms Sect.
It would be better to focus on development, gradually accumulate strength, and when sufficient power is available, directly Revive the Myriad Forms Sect. The territory of a few counties is far more important than the Inheritance Hall.
Upon hearing this, Yunhua nodded gently. "My husband is very farsighted. In my opinion, a more cautious approach is indeed more appropriate."
"Alright, then inform the members of the Hidden Dragon Sect to develop slowly and not expose Wang Shan's identity. Wait until you are strong enough before making a final move."
Mo Province, Hidden Dragon Peak.
Discussion Hall, all the key figures of the Hidden Dragon Sect were gathered.
At the head of the table, Yang Danglong informed everyone of Yang Tianyou's decision.
A hint of joy flashed in Wang Shan's eyes. To be honest, he preferred his current life and did not want to rashly get involved in the vortex of the Myriad Forms Sect. Therefore, Yang Tianyou's decision was exactly what he wanted.
"Since Nineteenth Younger Brother has said so, let's do as he says. He's always more thorough in his considerations than we are," Yang Tianxue said calmly, her lips slightly parted.
Upon hearing this, the others nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, Yang Danglong nodded slightly. "Alright, since everyone has reached an agreement, then from now on, the Hidden Dragon Sect will focus on development and will not participate in the affairs of the Myriad Forms Sect for the next few decades. However, we still cannot give up collecting relevant intelligence. Whether it's news about the surviving disciples of the Myriad Forms Sect or the location of the Dwarf Child and others, once discovered, it must be reported immediately. Do you understand?"
"Yes!!" the crowd shouted in unison.
Half a month later, thick Dark Clouds surged in from all directions above Yang Household Wolf Pool, and muffled thunder Yunxiao.
On the rippling blue water, Yang Xuanyun, dressed in a blue gown, was exquisitely beautiful, like a fairy stepping out of a painting.
Unbeknownst to him, this first member of the Yang Household with Mutant Spirit Root had already broken through to the Golden Core Realm.
With her exceptional talent, abundant resources, Yunhua's frequent guidance, and her own understanding of the Dao of Ice, Yang Xuanyun lived up to expectations and formed the Purple Golden Core. The pill had two patterns, just like Yang Tiankang's.
Rumble!!
Thunder bolts lashed down, and by the Wolf Pool, Yang Haoyu, Yang Tianyou and his wife, and many other Yang Household Members were watching Yang Xuanyun Tribulation Transcendence.
Today, with the rapid expansion of the Lineage's strength, the Yang Household Cultivators are no longer so nervous when undergoing the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation, and the Clan-Guarding Formation no longer needs to be on constant alert.
" With Xuanyun's breakthrough, our Yang Household now has eleven Golden Core Cultivators, right?" Yang Haoyu said with emotion.
Yang Tianyou sighed inwardly, "Yes, without realizing it, our Lineage's strength has developed to this point. Thinking about it, it really feels like a dream."
The group chatted for a while, and then a deafening sound Dang Kai from above the Wolf Pool.
The first Tribulation Lightning has arrived.
Boom! --
A blazing white Thunder struck down, but was blocked by the Formation.
The same thing happened with the next seven bolts of lightning. The last Thunder was directly neutralized by Yang Xuanyun's Divine Ability, the "Ice Jade Condensing Light Spell," allowing her to successfully pass the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation.
In the distance, atop a towering tree, Yang Yuqi stood with his hands behind his back, watching the Dark Clouds gradually dissipate above Wolf Pool, his eyes filled with longing.
"Golden Core Realm..." he murmured softly.
A clear, melodious female voice rang out, "One day, I too will break through to the Golden Core, just like Sister Yun, and be the center of attention of my clan."
Yang Yuqi turned his head and looked at the girl's heroic and spirited figure, a touch of tenderness flashing in his eyes. "With Aunt Li's talent, breaking through to the Golden Core will definitely be a piece of cake."
Upon hearing this, Yang Xuanli chuckled and stretched out her slender yet strong white arm to wrap around Yang Yuqi's neck.
With his other hand, he patted his already bulging chest and assured him magnanimously, "Don't worry, Xiao Qi, once I break through to the Golden Core, I'll definitely protect you!"
"I'll be waiting for that day!" Yang Yuqi said with a gentle smile.
The Purple Moon Dharma Assembly, which the Yang Household has been preparing for for ten years, is about to officially begin in a month.
At this moment, a large number of Cultivators have gathered in Purple Moon City. Every day, rainbows of various colors streak across the sky, some of them being Rogue Cultivators, and others being representatives sent by various forces to participate in the Dharma Assembly.
A Third-Tier Flying Boat flew in from afar. This was the Yang Household's Cross-Commandery Flying Boat, not the Purple Moon Boat, but another Flying Boat of Third-Tier Middle-Grade.
The guards on the Flying Boat were not Yang Household Cultivators, but Yang Tianyou's two Bonded Spirit Beasts, Fengling and Ruoqing, as well as the still-young Little True Person Yueyang.
An old man and a young man stepped off the Flying Boat. The old man was wearing a white brocade robe, with high cheekbones and a thin face, but his eyes were very gentle. He was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.
The boy standing next to him, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with the Qi Refining eighth layer, had big, round eyes that curiously scanned everything in front of him.
"Grandpa, is the Purple Moon Yang Household really only risen to prominence a few decades ago? I feel like they're no less powerful than those ancient Golden Core Forces that have existed for thousands of years. Just look at the exceptionally dense spiritual Spiritual Qi in the city; the Spirit Veins beneath it must have reached the Third-Tier Upper-Grade, right?"
The boy was clearly worldly-wise. Although he seemed naive, he had a keen eye for detail, and judging from his words, he must have been to many places.