Jade Void Kunlun

"So, it seems my Second Primordial Spirit is also a Yao, and should be able to cultivate! I've been letting it evolve on its own these past few days. Although Chi You's bloodline has been feeding it, the effect isn't as potent after so much use. Cultivation is still the faster route. I should find a cultivation technique for Yaos sometime, it would be good to cultivate my Primordial Spirit myself," Zhou Qing thought to himself.

After a long while, Zhou Chen opened her eyes. The white mist that had enveloped her body was completely absorbed. Ever since absorbing the Inner Core of the Eight Extremes Wolf King, Zhou Chen's cultivation had progressed at lightning speed, to the point that Zhou Qing couldn't help but nod in approval.

"Master, you're finally out! Is everything alright?" As soon as Zhou Chen opened her eyes, she saw Zhou Qing in front of her and quickly asked. This was, of course, in reference to the sudden outbreak of the Vajra Mantra just now.

"Uh... this... this. I was refining a Buddhist artifact, and there was a minor issue, but it's resolved now. No problems!" Zhou Qing felt it was far-fetched himself. Not wanting to dwell on the topic, he quickly changed the subject, "Oh, right, Chenchen! Master sees you don't have a magic flying sword yet, so I specially refined one for you!" With a flip of his hand, a flying sword appeared. It was a foot and a half long, two fingers wide, and exuded a chilling radiance. Sharp Geng Metal Qi faintly coiled and spun around it. Zhou Chen stared, realizing this flying sword was no ordinary item. "Master! What about you? Isn't this your own sword?" In fact, during the struggle with the Tianxuan Blood Demon, Zhou Chen had already clearly seen the appearance of this flying sword.

Seeing his lie exposed, Zhou Qing blushed, a rare occurrence. "Well... Master doesn't need it anymore, so I'm giving it to you. This flying sword is forged entirely from Prime Gold of Taiyi, making it incredibly sharp. I've also added Gold Spirit Talismans to it. Although it doesn't have as many functions as other flying swords, its sharpness alone is unparalleled in the world. Especially its pure nature, which will greatly benefit your cultivation." He pulled out a book from his robes and handed it along with the flying sword to Zhou Chen. "This is the Soaring Sword Qi Art from Shu Mountain. I don't know if your Yao race can cultivate it, but since Xiao Jin can, you should be able to as well."

"Tsk! Tsk! Sister! Your Master is quite good to you!" The little fox, now awake, walked up to Zhou Qing and tilted her head up, scrutinizing him. "Why are you so young? You don't look like a Master at all!"

"Then what do I look like! Little Fox?" Zhou Qing found the little fox very cute and couldn't resist teasing her.

"Don't call me Little Fox, it's annoying! Sister has already given me a name, I'm Zhou Can." As she spoke, the little fox extended her hand. Zhou Qing was taken aback. "What are you doing?" "A meeting gift! You just gave Sister something, so I want one too."

"Can Can! Don't be silly. Your cultivation is still shallow, and Master's magic treasures are incredibly powerful; you won't be able to use them at all. When your cultivation is higher, Master will naturally give them to you." Seeing Zhou Qing's darkening expression, Zhou Chen quickly stepped forward and slapped the little fox's hand away.

Unexpectedly, Liao Xiaojin leaned in and said, "Can Can! It's alright. Master is the most generous person; he'll definitely give it to you."

Zhou Qing suddenly felt his teeth ache. I only have a few decent items to my name, and you're trying to empty out my entire hoard! However, pressured by Liao Xiaojin's words, Zhou Qing felt he couldn't lose face in front of a little girl. Gritting his teeth, Zhou Qing abruptly pulled a three-inch square iron seal from his robes.

Liao Xiaojin's eyes nearly popped out. "Master, are you really going to give this to her?" Liao Xiaojin had long coveted Zhou Qing's Heaven-Turning Seal. It wasn't for any other reason than its sheer power; the thought of smashing someone with a cubic-yard iron block made him feel incredibly exhilarated.

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have goaded Master into bringing out a magic treasure. Damn it, while it was in Master's hands, I still had a chance to get it. Now that it's fallen into the little fox's hands, how can I possibly ask for it? Liao Xiaojin regretted it deeply, his intestines likely turning green.

"This seal is named 'Heaven-Turning.' I made it in imitation of the ancient divine treasure, the Heaven-Turning Seal. It's quite good for both defense and offense!" Zhou Qing raised his hand, and the three-inch seal expanded to over ten feet in size. Azure light swirled around it, and talismans flickered, causing the little fox's eyes to sparkle.

Zhou Chen quickly thanked Zhou Qing on behalf of the little fox. "Master, speaking of refining artifacts, our race has several masters, but we lack good materials. The better heavenly treasures are now monopolized by those sects. We weaker Yaos have no way to acquire them, otherwise, we wouldn't have been wiped out by the Blood Demon," Zhou Chen said hatefully.

"Hmm! That Blood Demon is no simple foe! A demon that cultivated by absorbing the deathly energies of the earth with a thousand years of filthy blood. Its cultivation technique is incredibly vicious; even I'm not confident I can deal with it. Your path to revenge will be very difficult!" Hearing Zhou Qing's words, Zhou Chen's expression also became somber. Even the little fox fell silent.

Western Regions, a mountain range stretching for tens of thousands of miles. If viewed from ten thousand feet in the sky, the mountain range would resemble a colossal dragon, its head facing the Central Plains. Streams of five-colored clouds spewed from the dragon's mouth, falling into the Central Plains and then disappearing.

Kunlun Mountain, known as the foremost divine mountain of ancient times. The great sage of antiquity, Primal Celestial Venerable, established his dojo here, founding the Heavenly Origin Sect and commanding all the immortals. Countless myths and legends originated from here. At the dragon's forehead, a massive Taoist temple loomed, appearing as if in a painting, indistinct to the eye. Several verdant peaks surrounding it also housed Taoist temples of various sizes. Even stranger was that Kunlun Mountain was extremely high, resulting in perpetual snow. Countless towering peaks were covered in white snow, yet these few peaks were full of spring vitality, with no trace of snow.

If one walked into the valley surrounded by those verdant peaks and looked up, they would see white clouds swirling beneath the immense Taoist temple, making it seem as if it were floating in the air. A staircase, seemingly made of white clouds, stretched an unknown length, leading to the massive Taoist temple that was at least several hundred feet off the ground. The temple itself was peculiar, constructed entirely from large blocks of white jade, unlike ordinary Taoist temples. It had more of a palace-like feel.

The valley surrounded by the verdant peaks was vast. A rich, intoxicating medicinal fragrance wafted from several plots of land within the valley, each at least several hundred mu in size, composed entirely of rare medicinal herbs. Seven-colored streams of light flashed in the herb gardens, clearly indicating that some heavenly treasures were nearing maturity. Countless palm-sized, multi-colored butterflies danced around the seven-colored lights, yet no one seemed to be tending to them. Giant ginseng, poria cocos, purple lingzhi mushrooms, and crimson vermillion fruits were planted in the herb gardens—all rare and peculiar medicinal herbs. Around the herb gardens, thick, almost tangible spiritual energy continuously rolled and flowed into the plots, nourishing the rare herbs for their growth.

Above the herb gardens, countless white cranes flew back and forth above the Taoist temple. Their clear cries occasionally echoed. Above the entrance of the white jade Taoist temple, which floated hundreds of feet in the air, was a massive white jade plaque, dozens of feet wide. Inscribed upon it, in an unknown substance, were three ancient, large, golden characters. Any expert familiar with ancient script would know that these three characters, translated into modern language, meant "Jade Void Palace."