The Tragic Forbidden Child, the Immortal Path Begins to Emerge

After merging the small cauldron with the fragments, Qin Wangchuan examined it carefully. It was a magical Law Artifact with an ancient aura, not even Spirit Treasure.

He had only taken a few steps when a hesitant call came from behind him in the distance, "Young Master?"

Turning his head, he saw an old man shaking his head, his face ashen. "No, it's not the Young Master..."

With trembling hands, he held a shattered Life Tablet: "Young Master Ji... how can this old servant explain this to the Patriarch..."

Another maid in plain clothes knelt directly in front of the collapsed dragon path, crying out.

"Young Master—!" Her fingers dug deep into the soil, her hair disheveled. "Didn't you say it was safe...?"

"Why... can't we get out!"

Qin Wangchuan paused slightly, reaching out to stop the guards who were about to step forward.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the three fading golden characters "Ji Wangji" on the Life Tablet, and a faint smile curved his lips.

It's obvious that Ji Wangji, this so-called Forbidden Child, is already dead inside.

"Forcing fortuitous opportunity will only lead to death." Qin Wangchuan shook his head, his sleeves fluttering in the wind. "What a pity for this physique."

Long after Qin Wangchuan turned and left, the gray-robed old man trembled as he pulled a Tortoise Shell from his robes.

The Tortoise Shell was covered with cracks, which were the unique Communication Talisman Law Artifact the Ji Clan, capable of transmitting information even in the Secret Realm.

The old man bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the Tortoise Shell.

The Blood Bead traveled along the crack, gradually outlining a Star Chart.

In the center of the Star Chart, Ji Wangji's Life Star has already extinguished.

"Patriarch..." the old man's voice was terribly hoarse, "Young Master... has fallen."

"He perished in a strange space, which has now collapsed, making it impossible to recover his body..."

If the body cannot be found, it means it cannot be resurrected.

From the other end of the Tortoise Shell came the sound of porcelain shattering, followed by deathly silence.

"But—" the old man suddenly lowered his voice, speaking rapidly as if afraid of being interrupted, "the Mystic Armor Secret Pattern Disk trembled violently just now, actually sensing the aura of the Heavenly Derivation Sacred Body from someone else!"

After those words were spoken, the other person finally spoke, their voice hoarse. "Who?"

The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying light as he stared intently in the direction Qin Wangchuan had gone.

"Qin Wangchuan, the Ninth Young Master of the Qin Clan."

"This old servant dares to suggest... perhaps we could seek a favorable connection with the Qin Clan and explore the Immortal Path together?"

"Hold head high--!"

Before the Dragon Language Stele Forest, the group was still blocked at this point.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble, and the sound of trees collapsing came from afar.

Everyone turned around in shock, only to see a colossal creature rushing towards them.

It was a giant elephant, its entire body a deep crimson, like blood.

It was over three zhang tall, with fresh bits of flesh and blood still hanging from its six curved fangs.

As the giant elephant's foot stomped down, several Seventh Realm cultivators were unable to dodge in time and were instantly turned into mincemeat.

Only those at the Eighth Realm could barely dodge it.

"It's a fully grown Blood-Tusk Demon Elephant!" An elderly cultivator's voice trembled. "Not only is its hide thick and tough, but its three pairs of tusks are almost as hard as Spirit Treasure!"

"We have lingered here for too long, and our Blood Qi has attracted Demon Beast."

"Prepare for battle!"

With each step the giant elephant took, it left a burning footprint on the ground.

With a flick of its long trunk, several more cultivators were sent flying.

However, the next moment, a clear and melodious Zither Music suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

"Zheng--"

The Zither Music, like silk threads, traced an invisible path in the void.

The Blood-Tusk Demon Elephant's massive body suddenly froze, and a hair-thin crack appeared on its six tusks.

With a deafening explosion, the giant elephant's head was split in two, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

The scalding demon blood poured down like a waterfall, scorching the ground and sending up plumes of blue smoke.

Everyone turned around in shock, only to see a blindfolded woman holding a guqin, her fingertips still resting on the strings.

"To think... she killed the Blood-Tusk Demon Elephant in a single blow..." A purple-robed cultivator's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice dry and hoarse like sandpaper scraping. "Who was that woman?"

"With a graceful figure, blindfolded, and holding the Nine Heavens Ring Jade Zither... there's no doubt, she must be the personal Zither Attendant of the Ninth Young Master."

"You're telling me this strength belongs to a maid, or even a Zither Attendant?" The young cultivator's voice trembled, and he involuntarily took a half-step back. "That attack just now... even my senior brother..."

"Shh!" The senior brother beside him hurriedly covered his mouth, his face pale as he stared into the distance. "This is... the Qin Clan, one of the Three Heavens..."

As expected, amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Qin Wangchuan and the others slowly appeared.

"Look over there! Whose family are those two?"

As everyone looked on, they saw Li Xuan use his finger as a sword to easily kill a Blood-Tusk Demon Elephant.

Chu Wujiu, standing beside him, went even further, flicking a copper coin with his thumb, instantly piercing through several Demon Beasts.

"Li Xuan of the Li Clan? And who's that next to him...?"

"Chu Wujiu Chu Clan! Don't you know? He's a peerless Prodigy second only to Chu Qingyan!"

Many Prodigy were amazed by the two's moves.

Few dare to call Prodigy in front of these two.

One hailed from the Heavenly Sword Li Clan, whose ability to fight across realms was as easy as drinking water. The other, from the War Immortal Chu Clan, possessed the Nine Prisons Battle Body, whose strength increased several times over with each prison he broke through, and was famous for defeating enemies across three realms!

Amidst the crowd's exclamations, Gu Yuan, who was wearing a cloak, sneered.

'They're all a bunch of ignorant fools who've never seen the world.'

He then calmly made his move, and with just a wisp of green flame, he reduced several Demon Beasts to ashes.

"Oh? This green fire... and who are those people?"

Some people certainly noticed this scene.

However, these people all covered their bodies with cloaks, on which Dao Script runes were faintly visible, making it impossible to see their appearances.

The most conspicuous of all was the other boy who made the move.

Although he was also one of the cloaked figures, with each punch he threw, a deep dragon's roar could be faintly heard in the air.

That powerful punch, imbued with the might of Dragon Might, could shatter the bones and send flesh flying through the air of even the toughest of Demon Beast.

"He actually crushed the Demon Beast with his bare hands..."

Although the hunting efficiency was not as good as the previous ones, in terms of visual impact—watching the mountain-sized Demon Beast being blasted apart was undoubtedly the most shocking.

Qin Wangchuan also looked up and immediately recognized the person's identity.

It was Lu Chen.

'Truly Son of Luck, always shining brightly.'

Despite thinking this way, Qin Wangchuan did not step forward to expose him.

As Son of Luck, he naturally had many fortuitous opportunity. The small cauldron seemed useless before, but he guessed that it would only be useful in Lu Chen's hands.

"The divine weapon within the Dragon Cocoon is powerful, but it's only in the Side Hall. There are definitely more treasures in the main hall, so I'll have you lead the way for me."

Meanwhile, Lu Chen withdrew his burning gaze from the distance and secretly glanced at Qin Wangchuan.

'I sense it! Something in the main hall is calling to me... It's the inheritance! Once I obtain the inheritance and my strength greatly increases, I will make you, Qin Wangchuan, kneel and return the small cauldron!'

He was still dreaming, unaware that he had already become a part of Qin Wangchuan's plan.

The battle continues.

Disciples of the Imperial Clan can sweep through enemy lines, disciples of the Aristocratic Clan can protect themselves, but some Rogue Cultivator can only become food.

"Their starting point is the end point of our cultivation..."

Some inexperienced Rogue Cultivator, witnessing this scene, were filled with bitterness, and their Dao heart began to waver.

The more Demon Beast one slays, the richer the Blood Qi becomes.

A steady stream of Demon Beast poured out of the forest, even alarming some powerful demons!

Sure enough, the entire Dragon Language Stele Forest suddenly trembled violently the next moment.