Secret Legacy Disciple

Han Yuan kept his eyes tightly shut.

Within his Sea of Consciousness.

Eight Spirit Scripts shone brilliantly, intertwining with one another.

A vast amount of inherited knowledge flowed into his soul, forming Spirit Script imprints. This inheritance, similar to an empowerment, could initially only be used by himself, because he knew what it was but not why it worked.

The advantage of obtaining Spirit Scripts through the Spirit Script Ancient Stone Wall was that one could still use them without understanding their profound mysteries.

And the eight Spirit Scripts he had obtained had all reached the third level of comprehension—the mastery level.

"Spirit Scripts can be used to comprehend the Dao, cultivate, cast spells, write, and much more. Their uses are incredibly broad. Like formations and inscriptions, they can be applied with great flexibility, even in artifact refining, pill refining, talisman crafting, and so on."

Han Yuan sighed inwardly.

Spirit Scripts were so miraculous, yet Spirit Script Peak was the most desolate of all the peaks. The reason was that Spirit Scripts were simply too difficult to comprehend. Every stroke and line contained the supreme truths of heaven and earth; the requirements just to get started were already outrageous!

The first level could be called a Spirit Script apprentice, the second a Spirit Script master, and the third a Spirit Script grandmaster, comparable to the Golden Core Level. And that was only for a single Spirit Script.

Not to mention that Han Yuan had obtained a full eight Spirit Scripts!

That was why those Foundation Establishment Elders had been so shocked, so rattled. This situation had utterly overturned their understanding of the world.

Just as they were discussing it animatedly.

A purple-haired old man appeared out of thin air before the Spirit Script Ancient Stone Wall. The moment he appeared, his powerful aura made everyone's breathing turn labored.

When the Sect Master saw him, his expression changed at once. He immediately bowed and said, "Greetings, Ancestor Ziyun!"

Only then did the other Foundation Establishment Elders snap out of it and hurriedly bow as well.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

The purple-haired old man nodded to Feng Jianming. "No need to report any further. I already know everything. Everyone present must undergo a modification of their memories. Are you willing to accept it?"

"This disciple is willing!"

Everyone answered in unison.

Even the Nascent Soul Ancestor with the highest standing in the Earth God Sect had personally appeared. How could they dare refuse?

Though the Foundation Establishment Elders all held lofty positions, before a Nascent Soul Ancestor, they did not even count as the younger generation.

After sorting through the inheritance, Han Yuan opened his eyes.

Then he saw, three meters in front of him, a familiar purple-haired old man looking at him with a smile.

Han Yuan was startled. He hurriedly rose and bowed. "This disciple greets Elder!"

He secretly glanced behind him and saw the Sect Master and the others standing to one side with their heads lowered, not daring to make a sound. He immediately knew that this man was indeed a major figure of the sect.

He had known it—the old men stationed in the Scripture Repository all had extraordinary identities!

"Hehe, little Han Yuan, you are quite good. My name is Ziyun. I imagine you have already guessed my identity. I wish to make you a Secret Legacy Disciple of the sect. Are you willing?"

"Secret Legacy Disciple?" Han Yuan froze. What rank was that?

"A Secret Legacy Disciple is a true inheritor of the sect, representing someone with hope of breaking through to Nascent Soul. They are qualified to come into contact with the sect's inheritance. Should the sect ever face the risk of collapse, Secret Legacy Disciples will become the seeds from which the sect rises again. Their true status is even higher than that of the Sect Master." Zimu Elder explained.

"Gasp! The sect actually has Secret Legacy Disciples?"

"With a status even higher than the Sect Master's?"

Quite a few Foundation Establishment Elders were utterly shocked. Only now did they learn that the sect possessed such hidden foundations. Before this, they had not even been qualified to know.

Although they now knew of it, their memories would be modified shortly, and afterward they would still know nothing. It was truly helpless.

Liu Xinghe hid in the back, marveling inwardly as well. Even he had never heard of such a genius. But he was worried about one thing: once this part of his memory was erased, would he offend Han Yuan again later? If he really did, that would be... exquisitely painful.

Han Yuan did not think for long and nodded. "This disciple is willing!"

The purple-haired old man nodded in satisfaction. "Every Secret Legacy Disciple of the sect must conceal their identity. Even Secret Legacy Disciples do not know who the others are. From now on, you need only contact me alone! I will assign you cultivation tasks, and once you complete them, you will receive rewards. That is how Secret Legacy Disciples obtain resources. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Han Yuan cupped his hands.

"Your situation differs from that of ordinary Secret Legacy Disciples. You appeared midway through, and if the changes are too great, they could easily arouse the suspicions of outside sects. So you must still appear before others, yet it would not suit you to draw too much attention. Thus, I will give you two choices."

"One: become an Inner Sect Disciple of Spirit Script Peak. Two: remain a True Disciple of Spirit Script Peak. I will modify Du Yuanhe's memories and make him believe that he misjudged your talent. Since it would be awkward for him to go back on his word, he will ultimately leave you to fend for yourself." Ancestor Ziyun said calmly.

Hearing this, Du Yuanhe spread his hands in frustration. This was simply ridiculous.

Han Yuan spoke at this point. "If I become an Inner Sect Disciple, can I still have Cangming Cave Mansion?"

"Of course not!"

"Then I'll remain a True Disciple of Spirit Script Peak!" Zimu Elder nodded. "No problem! You may return now. Leave the rest to me!"

"Yes, Ancestor!" Han Yuan hurriedly replied.

Han Yuan returned to Cangming Cave Mansion by himself.

After Han Yuan left.

Ancestor Ziyun released hazy purple clouds, enveloping everyone present. All of them fell unconscious.

Ancestor Ziyun closed his eyes and began modifying everyone's memories one by one.

Then, before they awakened, he brought them all back to the Spirit Script Peak Main Hall once more.

The Inner Sect Disciples who had been waiting there were also caught up in it. The instant they came into contact with the purple mist, all of them fell into a haze.

After some time.

The Peak Lords were the first to leave. Each rode a flying sword, and only after returning to their own peaks did the purple hue in their eyes fade and clarity return.

They did not realize that they had just experienced an illusion.

The Foundation Establishment Elders of Spirit Script Peak also returned to their cave residences one after another.

Soon afterward, the Inner Sect Disciples left as well. Only after they had left the main hall's field of view did they wake from their daze, then begin speaking among themselves.

"Who would have thought that Han Yuan really became a True Disciple of Spirit Script Peak."

"Tsk, tsk. I heard that kid's comprehension wasn't as high as people imagined. When he went to the Spirit Script Ancient Stone Wall, he didn't comprehend anything at all!"

"The earlier rumors were so detailed and convincing. Could it be that Han Yuan fabricated his own momentum just to climb the ranks?"

"Don't say it—there's a real chance that's true!"

"Shh, he's already a True Disciple now. Do you dare talk about him like that?"

"Hmph, he's just trash at the Qi Refining Mid Stage. What can he do to us?"

The Inner Sect Disciples spoke of Han Yuan with great disdain.

Only the Sect Master and Du Yuanhe remained in the main hall.

Du Yuanhe blinked and saw that the Sect Master had not yet left. Puzzled, he asked, "Sect Master? The True Disciple Ceremony is already over. Is there anything else?"

Feng Jianming wore a hesitant expression.

Du Yuanhe chuckled. "I was in the wrong on this matter, recruiting Han Yuan as a True Disciple before you could. I apologize here!"

Feng Jianming's mouth twitched. He shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Yuanhe, don't you think Han Yuan might not have the level of comprehension you imagined? This time, when he observed the Spirit Script Ancient Stone Wall, he gained nothing at all. That proves it."

Du Yuanhe shook his head with a smile but said nothing. At the beginning, he had given Han Yuan a meaningful look, so Han Yuan naturally would not show anything.

Feng Jianming seemed to have guessed Du Yuanhe's thoughts. "I did not find Han Yuan slacking off in the slightest. He truly tried his best to comprehend it, but he genuinely could not comprehend anything. If Han Yuan had been faking it, do you think I would not have seen through him?"

The smile on Du Yuanhe's face slowly faded. He asked in surprise, "No way?"

Feng Jianming continued, "Earlier, I specifically went to Han Yuan's outer sect residence. The Apricot Tree in his courtyard had indeed shed its mortal nature and become a spirit tree. Rumor has it that he triggered the Apricot Tree's breakthrough when he broke through, but there is another possibility—that the Apricot Tree's breakthrough drove Han Yuan's breakthrough!"

Du Yuanhe was shocked. "How is that possible?"

"Why is it impossible? Did you ask him?" Feng Jianming said faintly.

Du Yuanhe choked on his words and fell into hesitation. Then he asked in confusion, "Since you discovered this issue, why didn't you stop me from recruiting him as a True Disciple?"

Feng Jianming said calmly, "I hoped Senior Brother Yuanhe would take it as a warning."

He turned around. The flying sword beneath his feet rose into the air, and he shot away at high speed. His drifting voice fell behind him: "I hope my guess is wrong."

The main hall fell completely silent.