The lights of Wuling blaze three thousand feet high, yet never shine on those who abandon themselves

"I wonder if Long Zhantian has broken through to the Fourth Transformation yet."

"It is conceivable that with his Flood Dragon body, plus the True Dragon Essence Blood and a sufficient supply of dragon-attribute heavenly materials and earthly treasures, he could achieve this."

Even if one's cultivation level cannot break through to the Fourth Stage, the Divine Dragon Hegemony Body Art should still be able to break through to the Fourth Transformation.

This is sufficient to deal with some common dangers.

Zhang Xuanchen pondered.

Only beings with dragon blood can enter the Dragon Court Secret Realm.

Therefore, this time, he only brought Little Flame and Ao Tun.

One of them was True Dragon and the other a sub-dragon; they thrived in the Secret Realm.

You're sure to get a good result.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuanchen recalled the Demonized Creature.

The Demon-Seeking Pearl will lead you to ordinary Demonized Creature.

However, this is ineffective against intelligent Demonized Creature that know how to conceal themselves.

He asked:

"Xuanjing, do you have a way to condense a sub-mirror or Mirror Replica that can see through the disguise of Demonized Creature?"

Upon hearing the question, Xuanjing appeared in front of Zhang Xuanchen.

He was holding up three miniature mirrors.

His little face was full of pride. "Hehe."

I began preparations the moment you went into seclusion.

After all, even the outer perimeter of the Dragon Court Secret Realm could injure a powerful figure like the Dragon Court Lord.

Not to mention you, who has only just entered the Nascent Soul.

I estimate that once you and Long Zhantian reach the outer reaches of the Dragon Court, you'll either be on the run or on your way to escape.

It wouldn't be strange if someone hid somewhere in the Secret Realm for ten or Eight Years.

Therefore, he took action and created these three Mirror Replica.

Although one cannot use the Divine Ability of the Three Lives Samsara Mirror with this Mirror Replica, it is not difficult to see whether living beings have been corrupted by demons.

You will give these three Mirror Replica to Ling Shuang, Xiao Tian, and Immortal Ancestor respectively.

I can't guarantee anything else, but I'll definitely be able to protect Xuanxiao Mountain from the invasion of Demonized Creature.

Upon hearing Xuanjing's words, Zhang Xuanchen was overjoyed.

"Haha, Xuanjing, you're simply my Lucky Star!"

Excellent, excellent.

With these three Mirror Replica, I have nothing to worry about.

Luo Lingshuang walked to Zhang Xuanchen's side, looked at the Xuanjing floating in the air, and asked:

"Xuanjing, how do I use this?"

"Infuse it with spiritual power and integrate it into the space between your eyebrows," Xuanjing replied, then presented a Mirror Replica from his palm to Luo Lingshuang.

Without hesitation, Luo Lingshuang directly channeled a stream of spiritual energy into it.

The next moment.

The miniature Mirror Replica transformed into a stream of light and entered Luo Lingshuang's brow.

A lens mark appeared between his eyebrows.

The moment the mark manifested, Luo Lingshuang felt her Divine Sense become much sharper.

After his Divine Sense spread out, the actions of every living being within a radius of thirty miles were clearly manifested in his mind.

"It really worked."

Luo Lingshuang looked delighted, glanced at the Xuanjing, gave it a thumbs up, and praised it:

"Xuanjing, you are simply a genius. Both the Demon-Seeking Pearl and this mini mirror are powerful tools against Demonized Creature."

By the way, does this mini mirror have a name?

"Um..."

Xuanjing thought for a moment and replied:

Let's call it the Demon-Detecting Mirror.

Simple and clear.

However, achieving this is quite difficult; it will take me more than a year.

Let's use these three for now.

"Let me rest for two years before I gather some more strength."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanchen frowned slightly, his tone tinged with concern, "Will condensing this cause you harm?"

Never mind then.

No need to gather more, these three are enough.

"No, that's far from enough." Xuanjing shook his head.

With a solemn expression, he slowly spoke, "This world has already undergone its first sublimation."

I can sense that the will of this world has risen to a new level six months ago.

This also proves that beings in the Xuanqiong Realm have already attained the Dao and Void Refinement.

Secret Realm has already merged with this world.

"This means that there will only be more and more Demonized Creature in the future."

There are even remnants of Devil Race lurking in the Secret Realm.

You all know how difficult it is to kill Devil Race.

"My previous master, the Venerable Xuanlong, used a secret technique to seal that Nascent Soul demon for over ten thousand years, but he still couldn't completely kill him."

If it weren't for the good fortune of needing you, Brother Chen.

Profound Dragon Venerable was even planning to self-destruct his Secret Realm and perish together with that Demon Lord.

This is only a demonic Demon Lord at the Spirit Transformation Realm.

The even stronger ones can almost be described as immortal, even capable of regenerating from a drop of blood.

"In the years I've been merging with that Original Body Fragment, I've accumulated many scattered fragments about the Primordial Great World, which you call the Spirit Realm."

Devil Race are terrifying.

Even if cut into pieces, it can reassemble and heal itself within a short period of a hundred years.

The most terrifying are the Blood Demon; those who reach the Nascent Integration Realm or higher can truly achieve rebirth from a drop of blood.

"And the only thing that can restrain, or even completely annihilate, the Devil Race is something of the utmost strength and yang."

Therefore, we must prepare early.

Make ample preparations before the Demon Calamity strikes.

Upon hearing Xuanjing's words, Zhang Xuanchen took a deep breath.

A bitter smile:

"It's so hard to just lie down and relax."

Overcoming one difficulty only leads to countless others.

When will this kind of life ever end?

Luo Lingshuang simply took Zhang Xuanchen's hand silently; at that moment, she had no idea what to say.

Because what Zhang Xuanchen said is true.

Xuanjing exchanged a glance with Shuoxing, who appeared beside him.

His eyes were filled with helplessness and regret.

That's how the world is. Whether you're strong or weak, everyone is trying to live and climb higher in their own way.

Just like her and Shuoxing, at their peak, one was Half-Immortal Artifact and the other was Ninth-Rank Imperial Artifact.

Isn't this the same situation we've fallen into now?

A long time.

Zhang Xuanchen came to his senses and patted Luo Lingshuang's hand.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

As long as we work hard, we will definitely be able to live a carefree and peaceful life.

While you cultivate at home, I will send the other two Demon-Detecting Mirror to Immortal Ancestor and Xiao Tian.

Then they headed to the Dragon Court.

Such opportunities to become stronger should not be missed.

With that, he turned and walked out of the courtyard.

Watching Zhang Xuanchen's departing figure, Luo Lingshuang's eyes gradually hardened.

Even today.

Zhang Dexiao and Zhang Deling are both approaching thirteen.

She no longer needs to take care of them much.

It's time to hone my cultivation and go into seclusion to break through to the Nascent Soul.

On the other side.

Zhang Xuanchen walked on the blue stone steps in the mountains, heading towards the Core Zone Spirit Vein at the back of the mountain.

As we approached a small cliff...

I saw a little boy, about eight or nine years old, with fair skin, lying on a large rock at the edge of a cliff.

With a small wooden stick between his lips, he gazed at the azure sky.

I wonder what she's thinking.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuanchen felt a surge of curiosity.

Eight or nine years old, the age when children should be playing, why does this little brat look so melancholy?

He took a few steps forward and called out:

"Hey! You brat."

Why is someone lying here alone?

Was your heart broken by some little girl?

Zhang Xuanchen spoke with a teasing tone, then leaped up and sat down next to the little boy.

Hearing the voice, the little boy realized that Zhang Xuanchen had arrived.

Turning his head, he exclaimed in surprise:

"Clan Leader."

"What do you mean, 'Clan Leader'? Are you from the Xuan Generation or the De Generation?"

"My name is Zhang Delin, and I belong to the De Generation."

"Zhang Delin, what a nice name. When no one else is around, call me Seventh Uncle."

As he spoke, Zhang Xuanchen patted Zhang Delin's buttocks, "Come inside, I'm going to lie down for a bit."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Delin moved over, and Zhang Xuanchen followed suit and lay down as well.

He crossed his legs.

Watching the spirit bird circling in the sky, he put a small stick in its beak.

He asked casually:

"What's wrong? Is he depressed at such a young age?"

Is something on your mind?

You can talk to Seventh Uncle about it. Although Seventh Uncle's not good at self-consolation, he's very good at consolidating others' wisdom.

He didn't ask why he wasn't going to school.

Since they chose to come out, it proves there's a reason. Asking this question will only make them resist communicating with you.

Seeing that Zhang Xuanchen was lying naturally beside him, he didn't intend to send him back to the school.

This completely relaxed Zhang Delin had been somewhat nervous.

A smile spread across her face as she moved closer to Zhang Xuanchen.

He said, "Seventh Uncle, it's really nothing."

He just felt that he was useless and lacked talent.

I only have Five-element Spiritual Root.

With the same amount of time and the same resources, others have successively broken through to higher realms, while I am still stuck at the Qi Refining First Layer.

Continuing to attend school would be a waste of time.

Therefore, I often think about giving up cultivating immortality, returning to a mortal village, getting married, having children, and living a peaceful life.

Although he said that, Zhang Xuanchen could clearly hear the resentment in his tone.

She chuckled softly, turning to look at his small face. "So, have you made your decision?"

Zhang Delin hesitated for a moment, a hint of struggle flashing across his face, before replying, "Seventh Uncle, not yet."

"You're still a little resentful, aren't you?"

Zhang Delin did not reply, but simply nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuanchen sighed softly:

I'm not going to tell you any inspirational stories.

Because you are you, and they are them.

Everyone's path is different.

Even if you have the same talent, or even the same experiences.

You still can't replicate his success.

But I want to say a poem to you.

Zhang Delin asked curiously:

What poem?

Zhang Xuanchen stretched out his hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight and said softly:

"The lights of the Five Mausoleums stretch for three thousand feet, yet they do not illuminate the path of the mediocre who abandon themselves."

P. S.: Guys, I'm having a severe writer's block today, so I'll only be posting one chapter. Please forgive me.