Yuan Zun: Eight Ancestral Symbols at the Start
Chapter 26

Yin Yang Attribute Art

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Zhou Yuan's answer was reasonable and well-founded. After hearing it, Cangyuan nodded. However, he had not intended to make things too difficult for him in the first place. He had dealings with the Zhou Clan before, so he did not mind doing them this favor and resolving Zhou Yuan's problem of his Eight Meridians not appearing.

Even more unexpectedly, Zhou Yuan directly expressed his willingness to take Cangyuan as his master. Before Cangyuan could react, he performed the disciple-taking ceremony, leaving Cangyuan both amused and helpless.

Zhou Yuan knew that even if he opened his meridians, he would still be far behind the Wu Family. Cangyuan was clearly an unrivaled expert, so this was no time to worry about losing face.

"You little brat... Fine, survive this first, then we'll talk." Cangyuan smiled helplessly and swept his sleeve. An enormous crack instantly appeared beneath Zhou Yuan's feet, forming a dark abyss that swallowed the unprepared Zhou Yuan whole.

"He has quite a bit of courage, but not much," Yaoyao said calmly. The few of them could all tell that Zhou Yuan was somewhat afraid.

When facing a mysterious expert like Cangyuan, whom he could not see through at all, Zhou Yuan was far less calm inside than he appeared.

"That's normal, Yaoyao. He's just a little fellow without any strength. Can you expect him to be fearless?"

"If he cannot pass even this simple trial, then forget about becoming my disciple." Cangyuan looked toward the horizon, a trace of gravity flashing through his weathered eyes.

The activation fluctuations of the Ancestral Land Formation had ultimately drawn those people's attention. Before long, they would discover the location of this space. They had to manage their time carefully and send them out before it was too late.

The faint spatial fluctuations caused when Mu Chen and Su Youwei entered were unfamiliar to those people, so they would not pay attention to them.

"Little girl, although your destined path does not lie with me, I can give you a gift as a token of our meeting." Cangyuan looked at Su Youwei.

Though she was not his disciple, she had a good relationship with Mu Chen, so he did not mind giving her a gift.

"These two arts are both sixth-grade: the Rime Frost Art and the Blazing Flame Art. One is yin, the other yang. The Qi Mansion you will open in the future will be different from ordinary people's. The arts you cultivate must consist of one yin and one yang art, and their grades cannot be too far apart.

"For now, use these. If you encounter better ones in the future, you may replace them at any time. These are the only two suitable arts I have on me."

The art in Cangyuan's left hand emitted a yang-attributed aura, while the one in his right hand emitted a yin-attributed aura.

He possessed Eighth Grade Arts, but he did not have a pair of eighth-grade arts, one yin and one yang. These were the suitable arts he could find among his possessions. Both were sixth-grade, with no significant difference in quality.

With a Yin Yang Source Root, opening a Yin Yang Qi Mansion was inevitable. Others only needed to cultivate one art, but she had to cultivate two.

"These are far too precious, Senior." Su Youwei was startled. Even fourth-grade arts were treasures that could only be encountered by chance in Great Zhou, let alone sixth-grade arts, which could not be found in Great Zhou at all.

"Youwei, accept them. Master does not care about these two arts," Mu Chen urged.

Sixth-grade arts were already a much higher starting point than the two fourth-grade Yin Yang Attribute Arts in the original story, and they would be far more beneficial to Su Youwei.

"Mm, thank you, Senior." Since Mu Chen had said so, Su Youwei bit her red lip and gratefully accepted the two arts.

Cangyuan waved his hand indifferently. At his level, sixth-grade arts were not worth his attention.

"Mu Chen, what kind of art do you want?" Cangyuan asked.

Although Ninth Grade Arts were rare, he had some here as well. If he did not, then it would mean that he, the Twin Lotus Saint and Heaven Abyss Domain Grand Venerable, was simply too poor.

"No rush. We can discuss it after I open my Qi Mansion. I'm not certain yet." Mu Chen shook his head.

"That works too. When the time comes, tell Yaoyao. She has many of my collections, though whether you can get them will depend on your own ability," Cangyuan said with a chuckle.

Yaoyao would not be so easy to negotiate with. If he wanted the art he desired, he truly needed to build a good relationship with her.

Yaoyao glanced at Mu Chen, a trace of interest in her clear, bright eyes. What would Mu Chen use to exchange for an art from her when the time came?

Mu Chen looked at Yaoyao. To get something from this old lady, I'll have to use the fine wine strategy.

"Huff... Huff...!"

Zhou Yuan abruptly opened his eyes and gasped for breath. Looking at his surroundings and then at Mu Chen and the others, he could no longer clearly distinguish whether what had just happened was an illusion or reality.

"Do you still remember who you are?" Mu Chen asked with a smile.

"Of course I do. But was that just an illusion?" Zhou Yuan said with lingering fear. It had been too real, carrying the terror of facing death.

"You should ask my master about that. I didn't see anything."

"It was real. If you had not triggered the Eight Meridians to protect yourself at the final moment, you truly would have died," Cangyuan said flatly.

After hearing this, Zhou Yuan felt a wave of fear. But then his mind stirred, and he sensed his own body. The Eight Meridians that he had been unable to perceive no matter what now appeared. Zhou Yuan nearly wept with joy.

All this time, he had been the one envying others. Now, his own Eight Meridians had appeared. He could possess strength and grasp his own destiny. The loneliness he had once felt was now completely driven from his heart.

"You were born a Meridian Opening practitioner, but unfortunately, you encountered a calamity at birth. Your Eight Meridians did not disappear; they were merely hidden in the deepest part of your body. Only when you faced a life-and-death crisis would the Eight Meridians be forced to reveal themselves under the pressure of danger."

Zhou Yuan nodded, his face somewhat pale. So he really had nearly died just now. Fortunately, his Eight Meridians had appeared at the final moment, but the thought still left him frightened.

He did not want to die so easily. He still had many things to do. His mother's lifespan problem and the grievances between Great Zhou and Great Wu all needed him to resolve them.

"Congratulations, Zhou Yuan. Now you can open your meridians too," Mu Chen offered his congratulations.

"Mm. Just wait. It won't be long before I catch up to you." Zhou Yuan nodded.

"Then you'll have to work hard. I've already opened three meridians, and Youwei has already opened four. You've only just found your Eight Meridians," Mu Chen said with a smile.

He wanted his Eight Meridians to possess the attributes of the Eight Great Ancestral Symbols, so his speed would be a little slower than Su Youwei's. Otherwise, with the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, he would not be slower than her.

"Opening one's meridians a second time will take longer," Cangyuan said.

Zhou Yuan's smile froze. In other words, he would need to spend several times the effort and time Mu Chen and the others did before he might be able to catch up with them.

Though there was pressure, Zhou Yuan was not discouraged. The fact that he could now open his meridians was already the best news possible. At worst, he would just work harder later and first catch up to Mu Chen and the others in cultivation.

"Senior, I passed the trial, so I'm your disciple now, right?" Zhou Yuan looked at Cangyuan expectantly and performed the disciple-taking ceremony once more.

"Fine. This old man shall temporarily accept you as a disciple." Cangyuan smiled faintly and nodded.

Zhou Yuan's talent was now quite good, and he also had perseverance. If he recovered his Saint Dragon Destiny in the future, his prospects would be boundless.

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