Chang Wei, Chang'e

One character, "Slay," represented the Immortal-Slaying Formation. One character, "Execute," represented the Immortal-Execution Formation.

As the sword formations evolved, Chen Yang's entire body brimmed with ultimate sharpness. Within that sharpness, the Immortal-Slaying Divine Sword intertwined and hummed, as though it were immensely delighted.

Chen Yang also sensed his cultivation stepping into the Daluo Human Immortal Realm. Within his Primordial Spirit, the Pure High Immortal Art had begun to circulate as well, deriving methods suited to his Primordial Spirit.

Chen Yang walked out from where the formations intertwined and saw Pingxin standing guard. "Pingxin, thank you."

"No need. Now that you have inscribed sword formations, the Sword Dao sharpness throughout your body makes you even more of a sword cultivator than those who specialize in the Sword Dao," Pingxin said with a faint smile.

Chen Yang shook his head. "It can't be helped. Back when I first inscribed sword formations, the sharpness I emitted was mistaken for that of a sword cultivator. Later, after I inscribed the Five Elements within my body, that Sword Qi was neutralized. Now that I've inscribed another sword formation, that sharp Sword Qi has surfaced again."

"You should go undergo your tribulation first. With the Human Clan Fortune and Merit you possess, the Thunder Tribulation should not be very powerful," Pingxin said.

Chen Yang nodded. With a turn, he vanished from the tribe and arrived in a wilderness somewhere along the Eastern Sea Coast.

After arriving there, lightning descended, spreading across Chen Yang's entire body.

Chen Yang felt nothing from it. After all, due to his Fortune and Merit, his Thunder Tribulation had never been particularly powerful. Moreover, the strength of Chen Yang's physical body had already surpassed imagination.

Before he had met Pingxin, Chen Yang's Nine-Turn Profound Art had already reached the sixth turn.

After meeting Pingxin, they had traveled through the Human Realm together, carrying mountains to temper their bodies. Pingxin had also guided Chen Yang in body cultivation, sealing his mana several times and teaching him how to rely on his vital blood to temper himself.

Thus, Chen Yang's physical body had advanced another step. He had completed the sixth turn, sixth layer.

As Chen Yang underwent his tribulation, deep within the East Sea, on Golden Ao Island of the Jie Sect.

Biyou Palace, where Tongtian resided.

At that moment, the Immortal-Execution Sword began to hum, carrying an air of excitement and jubilation.

The humming of that divine sword brought a smile to Duobao's face. "Master... it seems my disciple has inscribed the 'Immortal-Execution Sword Formation' within his body as well."

Tongtian smiled upon hearing this. "Chen Yang inscribes formations rather quickly. Not only that, he has broken through to the Daluo Realm. His physical body has also reached the sixth turn, sixth layer. Not bad, not bad..."

Duobao was surprised. "I have no doubts about Chen Yang entering the Daluo Realm. After all, the Human Clan Fortune and the Three Teachings Fortune shroud him, accelerating his cultivation. Furthermore, his cultivation method has somewhat taken the path of the Wu Tribe. As long as his physical body is strong enough, he can continuously inscribe formations and break through. But for Chen Yang's body to reach the sixth turn, sixth layer so quickly is simply too fast."

"That boy Chen Yang has encountered one opportunity after another. Now, an Ancestor Shaman follows at his side. With an Ancestor Shaman guiding his body cultivation, it is only natural that his physical body is tempered much faster," Tongtian said, seemingly aware of something.

"An Ancestor Shaman? Could it be Ancestor Shaman Houtu, who is traveling among the Human Clan? How did Chen Yang get entangled with her?"

Duobao was somewhat worried.

"Houtu transformed into Pingxin, and she gets along quite well with Chen Yang. Enough. You need not worry about Chen Yang's affairs. That child knows his limits and will not come to harm. If he truly encounters danger, not only will I save him, but so will Suiren Clan, your Martial Uncle Laozi, and your Martial Uncle Yuanshi." Tongtian spoke slowly.

"That is true. By evolving Dao Script into Human Clan Script, he greatly increased the Three Teachings Fortune. No matter what, he is one of the core figures of the Three Teachings." Duobao smiled.

Tongtian nodded, then flicked his sleeve. "Give him the Immortal-Execution Sword as well. Keeping it here only makes it restless."

As he spoke, the Immortal-Execution Sword flew out.

Elsewhere, Chen Yang had just passed the Thunder Tribulation when a killing sword came whistling toward him.

It flew at tremendous speed, shooting straight at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang's eyes widened, yet he sensed no danger.

"Hum, hum..."

The sword's cry rang out. The Immortal-Slaying Divine Sword flew from Chen Yang's body, then gave a cheerful hum, as if welcoming the incoming killing sword.

At last, the killing sword revealed its form, becoming an ancient divine sword engraved with the words: Immortal Execution!

Chen Yang stared at it, then smiled. "Thank you, Grandmaster."

As he spoke, the Immortal-Execution Sword hummed and began communicating with the Slaying Immortals Sword. The two were like playmates, exchanging hums one after another.

After a long while, the two seemed to reach some agreement before silently entering Chen Yang's body.

After putting away the Slaying Immortals Sword and the Immortal-Execution Sword, Chen Yang quietly returned to the Human Clan tribe. Once back, Pingxin said, "Tongtian truly dotes on you. He gave you both the Slaying Immortals Sword and the Immortal-Execution Sword."

Chen Yang smiled faintly. "I am the Jie Sect's sword bearer. In the future, I am destined to command the Jie Sect's Four Immortal-Slaying Swords."

"That is true. Since you have inscribed the Immortal-Slaying Formation within your body, commanding the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords is only natural," Pingxin said.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yang and Pingxin set out once more, traveling through the Human Realm.

Every dozen years or so, they changed to another Human Clan tribe. If they gained some insight, they would remain in one tribe for a few more years.

At present, Chen Yang and Pingxin were staying in a tribe, living just like the Human Clan—working at sunrise and resting at sunset, as though they had completely integrated into the Human Clan.

Besides that, they taught the children to read and write each day. They watched a new generation of the Human Clan be born, and they watched the older generation die away.

Though the Human Clan lived in the Primordial World and enjoyed the nourishment of spiritual energy, if they did not cultivate, their lifespans were ultimately limited. Most members of the Human Clan lived for several thousand years before exhausting their lifespan and dying.

Moreover, many Human Clan hunters had even shorter lifespans. Most would die after merely several hundred years.

The Human Clan thus multiplied generation after generation. The older generation burned itself away to protect the birth of the next, while the next generation protected the generation after that. Again and again, this was a cycle, and also a Reincarnation.

In one Human Clan tribe, Chen Yang had stayed for nearly a hundred years.

There was no helping it. Houtu seemed to have gained some insight and needed to enter seclusion for cultivation.

Thus, Chen Yang remained here to teach the children reading and writing.

The children he taught had already reached the third batch, and this group would soon complete their studies.

Chen Yang tidied up and was about to leave the schoolhouse when a young girl trotted over. "Teacher... in a few days, it will be our day of baptism. Will you come?"

"Of course I will. I will also give you names then." Chen Yang smiled as he looked at the girl before him.

The girl's expression held a trace of hesitation. "Teacher, when you name me, can you call me Chang'e?"

"Chang'e? Why do you want such a name?" Chen Yang asked, slightly puzzled as he looked at her.

Chen Yang knew the name Chang'e extremely well.

The girl smiled and said casually, "There used to be someone in the tribe called Chang'e. She was very beautiful. So I want to be called Chang'e too, and be beautiful as well."

"Is that so? Fine. On the day of your baptism, I will name you Chang'e." Chen Yang smiled faintly.

The girl was greatly satisfied and smiled. "Thank you, Teacher."

Then the girl ran off happily, full of liveliness.

Chen Yang pondered slightly. It seems I was overthinking it. With how quickly the Human Clan multiplies, there are countless people with the same name, and countless women named Chang'e. Over these years, I have traveled through many Human Clan tribes and met more people named Chang'e than I can count. There is nothing strange about this girl being named Chang'e. But where exactly is the Chang'e from the myths and legends?

Chen Yang faintly shook his head. After thinking for a moment, he simply smiled and let it pass.

Several days later, Chen Yang arrived before the tribe's "Baptism Pool."

The Baptism Pool was a special pool created using Human Pool Water.

When Chen Yang spread the Human Clan Script, he had lamented that after several generations of multiplication, many members of the Human Clan had mixed bloodlines and were ignorant and unenlightened.

Thus, relying on the Human Pool's purification divine ability, he refined and purified the children of every tribe. He removed the impurities and mixed bloodlines within many children, while also unlocking their wisdom.

After such a baptism, many Human Clan children saw their intelligence rise and learned faster. Some became suited for cultivation, and as they multiplied into the next generation, the Human Clan bloodline gradually returned to purity.

This practice benefited many branches of the Human Clan.

Therefore, whenever a new generation was born in each tribe, they would undergo a baptism. Over time, it became a special custom: once Human Clan children reached sixteen years old, they would undergo one baptism.

Furthermore, after the baptism, the children could be given names. The reason they were named at sixteen was because the Human Clan multiplied too quickly, resulting in too many duplicate names. Thus, young children had no names. Only after they reached sixteen, when many elderly members of the Human Clan had died and left their names behind, could those names be used for the children. Some particular names could only be obtained after meeting certain requirements.

In addition, every Human Clan tribe respected those with knowledge. Thus, the most learned person in each tribe was entrusted with naming the children.

Now, Chen Yang was responsible for this matter. He watched the children divide into male and female lines before entering their respective pools. The pools were separated by gender and enclosed, with diluted Human Pool Water poured within.

The pool water multiplied, absorbed spiritual energy, and tempered everyone inside.

Chen Yang's eyes flickered as he looked at the children before him and murmured, "Generation after generation undergoes baptism, gradually making the Human Clan bloodline purer. It cannot compare with the first generation of the Human Clan, but it can rival the tenth generation."

It had to be said that this tempering effect, to a certain extent, allowed the entire Human Clan to undergo a kind of sublimation. It was precisely because of this that the Human Pool possessed boundless merit and gained a trace of Human Clan Fortune.

Before long, many children emerged from the pool water, each refreshed and brimming with an immortal aura.

Chen Yang then gave every one of them a name. This tribe used "Chang" as its surname, so he named them accordingly.

"From now on, you shall be called: Chang Shan!"

"From now on, you shall be called: Chang Wei!"

"From now on, you shall be called: Chang Qing!"

One by one, the children who had completed their baptism cheered joyfully and departed after Chen Yang named them.

Yet many of the children also understood that gaining a name meant they had grown into adults and would have to shoulder responsibility.

Not long afterward, Chen Yang saw the familiar girl. She looked at him with eager eyes. "Teacher, my name."

Chen Yang smiled. "From now on, you shall be called: Chang'e!"