The New Wave Surpasses the Old; Defying One's Elders Is Fantastic

Within the Pagoda Ancient Clan, only the clan chief and the Grand Elder could bear the name "Futu."

For many years, the position of clan chief had remained vacant, and only the Grand Elder, Futu Xuan, had the authority to use that name.

Until more than a decade ago, an "outsider" appeared within the clan.

He could not even be considered part of a branch of the Pagoda Ancient Clan. The clan had searched through its genealogies but could find no trace of his origins.

For when his direct ancestors had been in the Pagoda Ancient Clan, Grand Elder Futu Xuan had not yet been born.

Even more surprisingly, this youth had not awakened any powerful Divine Veins.

Forget Nine Divine Veins—he did not even possess Eight Divine Veins or Seven Divine Veins. He lacked even the most basic Spiritual Veins!

He had become the young clan chief solely because he resonated with the Primordial Dharma Body, the "Endless Light Body," guarded by the Pagoda Ancient Clan.

From then on, the youth took the surname Futu and the given name Yun, becoming the young clan chief of the clan.

However, he had slept within the Endless Light Body for more than a decade.

Both the Xuan Branch and the Mo Branch had missed their best chance to build a closer relationship with him.

It was not until the Spirit Road opened that he awakened from the Endless Light Body on his own and immediately entered the Spirit Road.

But when he entered the Spirit Road, he had yet to possess Spiritual Veins. Why had he awakened Divine Veins after emerging from it?

And they were the legendary Nine Divine Veins at that?

The younger generation of the Pagoda Ancient Clan all envied Futu Yun.

He was already the young clan chief, after all, since he had resonated with the Endless Light Body.

One had to know that even if someone in the clan awakened Nine Divine Veins, Grand Elder Futu Xuan would only rank them in the second sequence.

In his eyes, Futu Yun's talent had always surpassed that of Nine Divine Veins.

But if Nine Divine Veins were combined with Futu Yun himself, that would be the icing on the cake!

In the past, the other youths might still have been able to catch up through hard work, since Futu Yun's lack of Divine Veins had been his fatal weakness.

But now that he had awakened Nine Divine Veins, the others had completely lost their chance.

From now on, the Pagoda Ancient Clan would officially enter Futu Yun's era.

And the entire Great Thousand World would eventually welcome the era of the Pagoda Ancient Clan!

This was a mysterious, unknown land.

Enormous black towers floated across the skies.

Layer upon layer of black halos spread outward, making this place seem especially mysterious and eerie.

Deep within this space stood a colossal tower tens of thousands of feet tall. Its body pierced the clouds, appearing hazy and illusory.

The highest floor of the giant tower was shrouded in darkness. Within it, a woman dressed in white sat quietly in meditation.

She was tall and graceful, with delicate features and a trace of gentleness between her brows.

Suddenly, her delicate body trembled, and her tightly shut eyes slowly opened.

At this moment, an additional figure had appeared within this space.

Visible light bloomed around a youth, and beneath that radiance, an arcane energy continuously poured into his body.

"I never expected our clan's young chief to have only just entered the Spirit Movement Stage?"

Qing Yanjing's words carried a trace of mockery. "This is the bloodline our clan pursues?"

The dark space around them immediately rippled. Within the waves, a face as ancient and withered as a dead tree seemed to emerge.

Black light shone from those eyes, and a humming voice echoed through the darkness with fury. "Qing Yanjing!"

"It seems that so-called love has truly muddled your mind. You dare question the pride of our clan!"

Qing Yanjing shook her head slightly. Trying to appeal to reason with such an old stubborn fool truly was a waste of effort.

Nor was she worried that the clan would do anything to her, for she was not powerless.

Even within this clan, her strength ranked among the foremost.

If anything happened to her, it would undoubtedly be an immense loss to the Pagoda Ancient Clan.

A powerhouse of this level could not be cultivated through resources alone.

"Qing Yanjing! Do you know the meaning of our clan's existence?"

"Do you know what our clan means to the Great Thousand World?"

"How could something as selfish as love exist within our clan?" the aged face roared.

The veins on his face seemed to throb as a terrifying aura swept out, making the dark space tremble wildly.

Yet Qing Yanjing remained utterly fearless, merely staring coldly at Futu Xuan.

"Grand Elder, please calm your anger." Futu Yun looked toward Futu Xuan's projection. "Leave this matter to me."

As the Grand Elder roared in fury, ripples once more spread through the dark space.

Several enormous, equally aged faces emerged from the darkness. "Grand Elder, calm down."

"Just leave this matter to the young clan chief." As soon as these enormous faces appeared, they began soothing Futu Xuan.

Seeing this, Futu Xuan snorted coldly. Amid the rippling waves, the enormous aged faces vanished from the dark space one after another.

As those faces disappeared, Futu Yun looked at Qing Yanjing. "I admit that my cultivation is still shallow."

"So I will give you a chance to atone for your crimes."

"What?" Confusion appeared on Qing Yanjing's stunning face.

She knew she had made a mistake, but love was difficult to escape from. Thus, she was willing to accept punishment, provided her child was not harmed.

Before leaving, she had stripped away her own Eight Divine Veins and implanted them in Mu Chen.

She had also left behind the Pagoda Ancient Clan's core cultivation art, the Great Pagoda Art.

That undoubtedly compounded her crimes.

If there truly was a chance for redemption, it would be a good thing.

"The Futu Spirit Art is divided into Yin and Yang Scrolls. This cultivation art is rather special: Yang is the primary scroll, while Yin is the auxiliary scroll."

"Those who cultivate the Yin Scroll are called attendants, because their spiritual energy is greatly beneficial to those who cultivate the Yang Scroll."

As he spoke, Futu Yun looked thoughtfully at Qing Yanjing.

After leaving the Spirit Road, although he had received the Spirit Road's empowerment, he had still only entered the Spirit Movement Stage—simply because his level was too high.

Even the highest-grade Spirit Road empowerment was merely a drop in the bucket to him.

It could only help him advance from the Spirit Sensing Stage, where one sensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, to the Spirit Movement Stage, where one absorbed spiritual energy into the body.

It was precisely for this reason that he had set his sights on Qing Yanjing.

For the direct lineage of the Pagoda Ancient Clan, it was natural to cultivate both the Yin and Yang Scrolls.

Futu Yun's intentions were obvious: he wanted Qing Yanjing to become the "attendant" of him, the young clan chief.

Qing Yanjing's slender brows furrowed. "Your cultivation is too low. You cannot withstand my spiritual energy."

This was not because she looked down on Futu Yun. It was simply the truth.

The spiritual energy within a Heavenly Sovereign was virtually inexhaustible. Every drop was as heavy as a mountain and could transform into rivers and seas.

How could Futu Yun, merely in the Spirit Movement Stage and only just beyond the Spirit Sensing Stage, possibly endure it?

"So I will use another method." Futu Yun smiled faintly.

"Since you have already lost your primordial yin, if I cultivate with you, I will be able to withstand that spiritual energy."

Qing Yanjing's face instantly turned icy, and a towering aura spread out.

The dark space shook as though it were about to shatter.

All these years, she had willingly accepted punishment not because she feared Futu Xuan and the others.

It was because she did not wish the Pagoda Ancient Clan to suffer losses because of her. That absolutely did not mean she would allow herself to be at others' mercy.

Yet Futu Yun was not the least bit flustered. He formed an arcane hand seal with one hand, and an invisible ripple spread outward.

Qing Yanjing's movements suddenly froze, her lovely face filled with shock.

She realized in horror that her entire Heavenly Sovereign cultivation had been completely sealed by an irresistible, mysterious force.

At this moment, let alone being a Heavenly Sovereign powerhouse, she was likely inferior even to an ordinary mortal.

Qing Yanjing was both shocked and enraged. "You? What did you do to me?"

Futu Yun slowly stepped forward, his long hair drifting gently in the wind as a soft smile spread across his face.

"Where do you think my Nine Divine Veins came from?"

"Your Eight Divine Veins have long since fallen into my hands as well!"