Yang Jiao and his group quickly caught up with the main force.
When Di Xuan saw Yang Jian and the others return, especially noticing the new weapon in Yang Jian's hand, he smiled faintly and said, "Your weapon is not bad."
Clearly, Di Xuan knew about what had just happened.
" Your Human Emperor flatters me; I was merely fortunate."
Yue Yao, standing to the side, smiled and said, "Your Heavenly Eye is quite powerful. Cultivate it well, and it will become your best weapon in the future."
She had witnessed Yang Jian's strength along the way.
It's no exaggeration to say that she favored Yang Jian the most among the three.
Although Yang Jiao and Yang Chan were good, they were still inferior to Yang Jian.
"With young people like you around, the human race has it much easier for us old folks."
Sui Ren Shi laughed heartily, his eyes full of admiration.
"As for our ancestor, you are all seniors who have lived as long as the heavens. We still have many things to rely on you for."
Yang Chan smiled sweetly and came to Sui Ren Shi's side, saying...
"Ha ha!"
Everyone present burst into laughter.
"Let's go back to the city."
Di Xuan waved his hand and announced to the main force that they should return.
Soon, the group flew towards the Human Emperor City in a grand procession.
The courtyard of the Yang family residence.
Yao Ji stood in the courtyard, absent-minded.
"The three children... shouldn't they be back by now?" Yao Ji looked up at the sky.
Yang Tianyou put down his teacup and said gently, "Madam, please don't worry, Jian'er and the others will surely be safe."
Before long, three figures landed in the courtyard.
"Father! Mother!"
Yao Ji paused, looked at the three of them, and could no longer hold back her tears. "You're back... you're all back... let your mother see if you're hurt?"
Yang Jian chuckled, "Mother, we're alright."
Yang Tianyou also got up, and seeing that the three of them were safe and sound, he was relieved. "Good, good. Let's go inside and talk."
Yao Ji was busy preparing tea and refreshments, while Yang Tianyou inquired about the details of the battle.
When Yao Ji heard that the Three-Headed Flood Dragon had appeared, the teapot in her hand trembled, and the hot water almost spilled.
" Three-Headed Flood Dragon? You encountered that monstrous creature?" A cold glint flashed in Yao Ji's eyes.
Yang Jian exchanged a glance with his brother and sister, and smiled, "Mother, the matter of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon... has finally been settled."
With a thought, light flowed in his hand, Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd sword appeared out of thin air, standing in the hall.
Yao Ji's pupils constricted sharply. "This is... the aura of Three-Headed Flood Dragon?!"
Yang Tianyou also stood up, watching the knife warily. "Jian'er, be careful!"
Yang Chan hurriedly said, "Father and Mother, don't worry. The Three-Headed Flood Dragon has been subdued by Second Brother and is now his weapon."
"Weapons?" Yao Ji asked incredulously, " The Three-Headed Flood Dragon has transformed into weapons?"
Yang Jian nodded and said to the sword, " Three-Headed Flood Dragon, reveal your form."
The blade shone brightly, and a phantom emerged from it, gradually solidifying into the humanoid form of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon.
But at this moment, he lowered his head and looked meek, completely lacking his usual arrogance.
Yao Ji instinctively unleashed her magical weapon, and Yang Tianyou's true essence also surged.
The atmosphere became extremely tense.
The Three-Headed Flood Dragon smiled wryly and bowed to Yao Ji, saying, " Fairy Yao Ji... it's been many years. How have you been?"
"It really is you!" Yao Ji said coldly, "What do you intend to do to my son?"
"Mother, he's really been won over by Second Brother," Yang Chan, pulling Yao Ji aside and explaining hastily.
Yang Jian recounted in detail his encounter with the Three-Headed Flood Dragon, from chasing Howling Celestial Dog to the bloody battle, and finally the Three-Headed Flood Dragon turning into a weapon.
After hearing this, Yao Ji finally let out a long sigh.
" Karma Cycle... it really is fate." Yao Ji put away the Moon Wheel and looked at the Three-Headed Flood Dragon with complicated eyes. "Back then, you stole the Dragon Pearl and I chased after you. You even shattered my heart. I never imagined that a thousand years later, you would become my son's weapon."
The Three-Headed Flood Dragon chuckled sheepishly, " Fairy Yao Ji, what happened back then... was my own fault. Now I only wish to be a sharp blade in my master's hand; there's no need to mention past grievances."
Yao Ji gazed at him for a long time, finally nodding slowly. "Since that's the case, I'll trust you this once. But if you dare to harbor any disloyal thoughts..."
"Rest assured, fairy," the Three-Headed Flood Dragon said solemnly, "If I have any disloyal intentions, I will be reduced to ashes in an instant."
Having said that, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon's figure vanished, transforming back into Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd.
Yang Jian's mind stirred again, and the knife changed shape, transforming into a Ink Bone Folding Fan, which he held and played with in his hand.
Seeing this, Yang Tianyou stroked his beard and sighed, " Creation plays tricks on people; there is a predetermined destiny. The Three-Headed Flood Dragon was fierce and unruly all its life, but in the end, it became Jian'er's divine weapon. Perhaps... this is the best ending."
Yao Ji was finally relieved and took the folding fan to examine it closely.
"Jian'er, can this weapon transform into countless forms?" Yao Ji asked.
Yang Jian nodded. " The Three-Headed Flood Dragon said that it can change according to my will, and can use swords, spears, halberds, fans, umbrellas, whips, and maces."
Yao Ji smiled with satisfaction, returned the fan to him, and then looked at the Howling Celestial Dog in Yang Jian's arms, "This little guy is..."
"Its name is Howling Celestial Dog )," Yang Jian gently stroked the dog's head. "It was entrusted to us by a senior member of the Heavenly Dog Tribe on his deathbed. It swallowed a Dragon Pearl, and its bloodline is awakening."
The Howling Celestial Dog barked, jumped down from Yang Jian's arms, ran to Yao Ji's feet, and rubbed against her affectionately.
Yao Ji bent down and picked it up, feeling its warmth in her hands. There was indeed a powerful force slowly awakening within the little guy.
"What a clever dog!" Yao Ji laughed. "Since he obtained the Dragon Pearl, that is Creation."
In the Primordial Wilderness south, the Lie Shan tribe.
This is a large tribe with a population of over 10,000. It is backed by Lie Shan and faces a great river. The land is fertile and the population is thriving.
At noon, the market was bustling with people, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares, chatting, and children playing created a vibrant scene.
An old man dressed in coarse linen clothes and wearing a straw hat walked among the crowd. He held an old rattan cane in his hand, with a bronze bell hanging from the top of the cane, but it made no sound as he walked.
Suddenly, the old man stopped and blocked the path of a young hunter who was carrying a wild boar.
"Young friend, please wait."
The young hunter, a robust man in his early twenties with sweat beading on his bronze skin, stopped upon hearing this and chuckled, "Is there something you need, sir?"
The old man lifted his bamboo hat, revealing a lean face, his eyes gleaming with a restrained light. "I observe that young friend's vitality is vigorous; could it be that you cultivate human martial arts?"
The young hunter nodded, proudly saying, "Exactly! Everyone in my Lie Shan tribe practices martial arts; my skill level is nothing special in the tribe. What, old man, don't you practice martial arts techniques?"
The old man shook his head and lowered his voice, saying, "Young friend, do you know that martial arts techniques are not the best cultivation method for humans?"
The young hunter was taken aback. "Why do you say that, old man?"
"Martial arts were created by Father God Lin Tian. They seem to be about bravery and progress, but in reality..." The old man looked around, his voice lowering, "... it is actually a dead end. One cannot attain enlightenment, much less achieve immortality and freedom!"
The young hunter's face changed. "Old man, you can't say things like that!"
"How could I speak nonsense?" the old man said solemnly. "I received enlightenment from the Shangqing Saint Grand Supreme Dao Ancestor, and learned that the Golden Core Great Dao is the true path! Essence Refining to Qi, Qi Refining to Godhood, refining Spirit Refining to Void, Void Refining to Dao with the Dao, one can ultimately achieve Immortal Path and earth, and shine as brightly as the sun and moon!"
Having said that, he grabbed the young hunter's arm. "Young friend, you have exceptional talent. If you were to switch to cultivating the Golden Core Great Dao, you would surely become Earth Immortal within a hundred years, and Heavenly Immortal within a thousand years! Why bother clinging to the martial path that offers no path to enlightenment?"
The young hunter abruptly shook off his hand, shouting angrily, "Nonsense! If our human race hadn't had our Father God create martial arts, we would have been slaughtered by other races long ago! Martial arts protect the peace of our human race, and you dare to slander it?!"
His voice was loud and clear, immediately attracting the attention of the surrounding crowd.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"This old man said martial arts are no good, and advised Ah Hu to switch to cultivating the Golden Core Great Dao!"
"What?! Slandering martial arts?!"
The crowd erupted in uproar, and dozens of angry gazes were cast at the old man.
For humanity, martial arts are the foundation of one's identity and a symbol of honor; how can we allow others to slander them?
The old man remained unfazed and proclaimed in a clear voice, "Gentlemen! I have come by the decree of the Taishang Sage to enlighten humanity and impart the Golden Core Great Dao! This is the true path to immortality, a hundred times superior to martial arts!"
"Bullshit!" an old woman with white hair shouted angrily, leaning on her cane. "Martial arts were created by the Father God. Who do you think you are, daring to spread such nonsense here?!"
"That's right! Arrest him and take him to the leader!"
"Yes! Let the leader take him to see the Human Emperor and punish him for the crime of bewitching people!"
The crowd was enraged and surrounded the old man.
Several hot-blooded young martial artists were itching to fight.
Xuandu's face was grim.
These mortals... these ants... how dare they treat him like this!
He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "You are all foolish! You do not understand the will of Heaven! When the great calamity comes, martial arts will not be able to save you, only the Golden Core Great Dao..."
Before he could finish speaking, he sensed someone approaching.
Xuandu felt a chill run down his spine.
He must not reveal his identity at this moment.
He could only snort coldly, his figure transforming into a streak of light, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the horizon in an instant.
"They ran away?"
"He must be a sorcerer!"
"Quickly report to the leader and increase security!"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, and the young hunter, Ah Hu, frowned as he gazed in the direction where Xuandu had disappeared.
Ten thousand miles away, on a desolate mountain peak.
Xuandu revealed his true form.
"Humans... Hmph!" he gritted his teeth and muttered, " Dao Venerable Lin Tian... I'll make you regret treating me like this!"
He looked toward the human race, his gaze icy.