Not to be passed on

So, even without obtaining a divine treasure like the Immortality Divine Spring, a single stalk of quasi-sacred medicine was already an immense gain.

"Big sister, I'm heading back first. I'll leave the rest to you."

With that, Yun Ying turned and left.

Everyone watched Yun Ying leave without saying anything. They all knew her temperament. Aside from Yun Xi, she treated everyone that way. If there was anyone else, it was only her grandfather, Yun Canghai.

Yun Ying barely acknowledged the others on Heavenly God Mountain. Her attitude could only be described as cold.

"If only that girl could be more like you, Yun Xi."

Their fourth uncle sighed as he watched Yun Ying's retreating figure. She had the greatest talent among Heavenly God Mountain's younger generation, and her strength was no exception, yet she was far too cold toward her clansmen.

"You're back. How was your trip to the Hundred Broken Mountains?"

Just then, Yun Canghai approached.

"Grandfather, this is the quasi-sacred medicine Yun Ying and I obtained."

Yun Xi took out the stalk of quasi-sacred medicine. Dazzling silver light immediately illuminated the area, drawing repeated cries of astonishment from the clansmen.

"Haha, excellent! A stalk of quasi-sacred medicine! With proper nurturing, it will surely transform into true Sacred Medicine in the future. Yun Xi, you two did very well."

Yun Canghai laughed. Even a venerable expert like him could not overlook the value of a stalk of quasi-sacred medicine.

Sacred Medicine was exceedingly precious to any major power, and the Primordial Sacred Mountain was no exception.

"Also, Grandfather, this is a powerful secret art that Ying obtained in the Hundred Broken Mountains."

After a moment's thought, Yun Xi took out the hide scroll and handed it to Yun Canghai.

"Oh? Let me see."

Yun Canghai accepted the hide scroll and opened it curiously. But after reading for only a short while, his expression changed drastically. He immediately put the scroll away, his face solemn.

"Yun Xi, come with me."

Yun Canghai led Yun Xi away, leaving everyone else utterly bewildered.

Meanwhile, Yun Ying returned to the mountain peak where she lived.

Inside the Hundred Broken Mountains, she had completed the first two stages of cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Realm. Next, she would begin the third stage: cave heaven nurturing spirit.

As for cave heaven nurturing spirit, that was simple for her as well. She only needed to nurture her Sword Dao Runes and the Purple Bamboo Sword. There was no need to nurture other precious arts within her cave heavens. That was the path others took, not hers.

By then, Yun Canghai had learned everything from Yun Xi, including how they had obtained the hide scroll.

"A God's inheritance... This inheritance is far too powerful. It can be used by every race with a bloodline inheritance. Once word of this secret art gets out, it will bring tremendous trouble."

Yun Canghai spoke solemnly. He had never expected Yun Ying to obtain such an inheritance. Her fortune truly reached the heavens.

"Whoever created this secret art must have been a peerless expert, beyond anything we can imagine. Keep it safe, and do not pass it on to anyone, not even our clansmen. The risk is too great."

Yun Canghai handed the hide scroll back to Yun Xi and warned her.

"Why? Grandfather, aren't we going to let the clansmen cultivate it?"

Yun Xi looked puzzled. If this secret art was so powerful, shouldn't they have all the more reason to let their clansmen cultivate it and grow stronger?

"The stakes surrounding this secret art are too high. Ordinary people are not qualified to cultivate it. It is enough for you and Ying to cultivate it. There is no need for a third person. I will forget about this secret art and pretend it never appeared."

Yun Canghai's expression was stern, without the slightest hint of a joke.

"Grandfather, is it really that serious? It's only a secret art..."

Yun Xi still could not quite understand.

"You still don't understand how powerful this secret art is. Once you successfully cultivate it, you will understand. Right now, even I would have difficulty explaining it clearly to you. All you need to know is that this is a peerless inheritance bestowed by heaven specifically upon you and Ying. That is enough."

Yun Canghai shook his head. That was all he could say.

"I understand, Grandfather. I'll do as you say."

Yun Xi nodded and put away the hide scroll.

"The Desolate Region will soon fall into chaos. You must grow stronger as quickly as possible. Only then will you have a sliver of hope for survival."

Yun Canghai changed the subject, his voice somber.

"Grandfather, is it really that serious?"

At his words, a trace of worry appeared in Yun Xi's eyes. The Desolate Region was about to fall into chaos, and the Heaven Mending Pavilion's sacrificial spirit would soon pass away in meditation. That would mark the beginning.

"Serious does not begin to describe it. This great calamity is destined to sweep across the entire Desolate Region. No one will escape it. Even places beyond the Desolate Region may not be spared."

Yun Canghai sighed softly. As the lord of Heavenly God Mountain, he reigned over the Great Wilderness, yet now he wore such an expression.

"Grandfather, isn't there still an ancient formation on the rear mountain?"

Yun Xi thought of it.

"That formation... Without its crucial formation diagram, we have never been able to restore it. If that vile peacock... Ah, let's not speak of it."

Yun Canghai shook his head.

After a pause, he added, "When it comes to cultivation, you can ask Ying for guidance more often. She has forged her own path, and her experience will be a great help to you."

"I understand."

Yun Xi nodded gently. She knew that as well.

"All right, go back and focus on your cultivation. If you need anything, just tell me."

Yun Canghai smiled faintly.

"See you later, Grandfather."

Yun Xi turned and left.

One day, not long afterward, a piece of news shook the Great Wilderness: the Heaven Mending Pavilion had been destroyed overnight.

Everyone trembled in shock. The Heaven Mending Pavilion had endured since ancient times and possessed unmatched might. That it could perish just like this was truly difficult to believe, leaving everyone sighing with regret.

Only recently, Bear Child's antics during the Heaven Mending Pavilion's selection had caused a tremendous uproar.

Yet no one had expected the Heaven Mending Pavilion to reach its end so soon after the Hundred Broken Mountains closed, reduced to ruins overnight and consigned to history.

"Too many powers were targeting the Heaven Mending Pavilion: ancient clans like the Tuoba Family, along with Primordial Sacred Mountain powers such as Xiling Beast Mountain, Southern Meteor Sacred Mountain, and Yi Mountain. The Heaven Mending Pavilion's sacrificial spirit was powerful, but its lifespan had reached its end. There was nothing to be done."

"What a pity that no one obtained the divine seed of the Heaven Mending Pavilion's sacrificial spirit. That was a divine treasure its sacrificial spirit had nurtured since ancient times, something that would make even Gods' eyes burn with envy."

It was a storm that swept across the Desolate Region, making people pale at its mention and leaving endless sighs in its wake.

"Is that so? The Heaven Mending Pavilion was destroyed."

On a spiritual mountain within Heavenly God Mountain, Yun Ying sat beside a stone table in the Purple Bamboo Forest and spoke softly.

"If the Heaven Mending Pavilion's sacrificial spirit hadn't reached the end of its lifespan and passed away in meditation during the battle, the outcome would probably have been very different. Sadly, that is reality."

Yun Xi could not help sighing as well.

"Speaking of which, big sister, did you find that treasure while you were in the Hundred Broken Mountains?"

Yun Ying suddenly asked.

"Huh? Oh, you mean that... No... I didn't... There was nothing."

Yun Xi's reaction was rather strong, and her expression was somewhat unnatural.