"Kid, no need to look for it. I'm in the ring you're wearing on your hand," the ancient voice said.
"The ring?" Chu Yang was startled and quickly looked at the ring in his hand. He saw that the ancient ring was emitting a faint blue light.
This ring was left to him by his mother before she passed away. She only told him it was a family heirloom and never mentioned its use.
Therefore, Chu Yang always kept the ring close to him as a way to remember his parents.
Chu Yang looked at the ring in surprise and asked, "Who are you?"
He wasn't flustered. He knew he was just an ordinary person with nothing worth coveting.
"You can call me Old Mo," the voice from the ring said again, with emotion. "The True Martial Sacred Sect, founded by that guy Zhenwu back then, is indeed quite remarkable."
"Old Mo," Chu Yang pondered for a moment and asked, "Senior, why are you hiding in this ring?"
"That's not something you should know right now," Old Mo said. "Do you want to become someone superior?
Do you want to be with your childhood sweetheart forever?
I can help you!"
"How can you help?" Chu Yang asked nervously.
The old man smiled without speaking, and a pale blue book flew out of the ring.
The book looked somewhat worn and ancient, with slightly curled corners. Several large characters were written on the yellowed cover.
Step War Immortal Art!
"Wh-what is this?" Chu Yang felt an overwhelming battle intent erupt from those characters. His vision seemed to reflect a scene.
A man stood at the apex of the heavens, fighting against the sky and the earth, slaying gods and demons, with vast yellow sand and piles of white bones behind him.
"Step War Immortal Art, the cultivation method of Emperor Buzhan, the thirty-seventh Great Emperor of the Era of Emperors," Old Mo's voice carried a spirit of relentless advance as he replied word by word.
The young man looked at the book before him, his pupils suddenly dilated, his mind went blank, and he felt a sense of dominance over all ages surge within his heart.
On Yan Nan Peak, Xu Zimo received a report from a servant that his mother, Wenren Yun, had returned to the True Martial Sacred Sect and asked him to go to Qingshan Peak.
His mother's family, the Wenren Family, was not on the Eastern Continent but on the Northern Continent, thousands of miles away.
The Wenren Family was also an extremely vast family, holding a transcendent position on the Northern Continent, only slightly inferior to the True Martial Sacred Sect.
This time, his mother went back to her maiden family to seek the Ten Meridian Fruit for him, which must not have been easy.
The Ten Meridian Fruit was a Cosmic Tier spiritual fruit. It took a thousand years to bloom, another thousand years to bear fruit, and another thousand years to mature.
It took a full three thousand years to taste, and each fruit tree bore at most ten fruits.
Xu Zimo arrived at Qingshan Peak again. Besides his father, Xu Qingshan, there was a woman on the peak.
The woman was wearing a vibrant crimson robe that draped to the ground, fanning out like a petal.
Her jet-black hair was tied up at the back of her head, adorned with small, exquisite ornaments.
Even though his mother was hundreds of years old, she showed no signs of aging.
Her face was fairer than snow, and when she saw Xu Zimo arrive, a hint of doting appeared in her eyes.
"Mo'er, come to your mother quickly," Wenren Yun hugged Xu Zimo and gave him a light kiss on the cheek, asking with a smile, "Did you miss me while I was away these past few days?"
"Mom, I'm fifteen now. Can you stop kissing me like this in the future?" Xu Zimo replied helplessly.
"What? Are you shy?" Wenren Yun's eyes twinkled with amusement. "I'm telling you, no matter how old you get, you're still my son."
Xu Zimo was speechless at his mother's all-encompassing answer.
"This is the Ten Meridian Fruit your mother worked hard to get for you. It will be of great help to your cultivation," Wenren Yun said, handing a fruit to Xu Zimo.
The fruit was about the size of a fist, crystal clear, with a peculiar energy flowing within.
The Ten Meridian Fruit did not directly increase one's strength, but its effects made many people covet it, yet unable to obtain it.
As everyone knows, humans have twelve meridian gates hidden within their bodies.
Once all twelve meridian gates are opened, one can achieve sublimation of the body, transcend the limitations of species, and possess unimaginable lifespan and power.
Cultivation, in essence, is a path of transcendence achieved by continuously opening meridian gates.
Opening meridian gates is difficult, especially in the later stages.
The function of the Ten Meridian Fruit is to help beings open their meridian gates more easily.
After consuming the Ten Meridian Fruit, the energy contained within it will transform into ten portions and hide around the first ten meridian gates of a person's body.
When you need to open a meridian gate, these hidden energies will erupt instantly, clearing the surrounding meridians with overwhelming force, allowing you to have more power to open the meridian gate.
Of course, the energy of the Ten Meridian Fruit can only affect the first ten meridian gates. The latter two are too profound and cannot be affected.
The human body is full of wondrous creations.
These twelve meridian gates are hidden throughout the human body, and their names are: "Lunquan, Xuangu, Chaoyingfeng.
Kunhai, Huanxue, Muhuansong.
Linque, Chengan, Shenpuxu.
Biyuan, Qiming, Xinduankong."
Xu Zimo took the Ten Meridian Fruit and nodded heavily.
He remembered his past life, after being thrown into Youlong Ravine, his mother, like his father, sought revenge for him and eventually fell into the demonic path, a tragic end.
"Dad, I have something to tell you," Xu Zimo said after a moment of silence, interrupting his thoughts.
"What is it?" Xu Qingshan asked, looking up slightly.
"I heard that there's a family in Tianjian City called the Chang family. They've been established there for five hundred years.
They are deeply entrenched, but their people are arrogant and overbearing, extorting the people's wealth, and can be said to be wicked in every way.
The city lord sent by the imperial dynasty has had his power usurped, and they don't even pay attention to our True Martial Sacred Sect's branch established there."
"You've never left the sect before, where did you hear this news?" Xu Qingshan asked in surprise. "Did this Chang family offend you?"
"Offend me?" Xu Zimo shook his head. In this life, he hadn't even met anyone from that family, so how could they have offended him?
But what about his previous life?
Besides, even setting aside the grievances between himself and that family, there was something within that family that he absolutely had to obtain.
"Our True Martial Sacred Sect rules over the vast mountains and rivers of this Far West Land, meaning that the people within these mountains and rivers are all our subjects.
Now that so many subjects are being oppressed by this family, I think it's necessary to impose sanctions," Xu Zimo said after some thought.
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