This is what is meant by false clan rules, but is truly a tool for personal gain!
Someone like Ji Zi would naturally not care about such empty 'clan rules'.
Looking at the dozens of family elders behind Ji Biyue, and the few old men behind her, Ji Zi sighed inwardly, not caring about them.
If he truly cared, the other party wouldn't have gone this far.
" Biyue, stop now," Ji Zi declared.
Upon hearing Xiao Zu speak, Ji Haoyue, whose head was hanging low and whose mouth was full of blood, painfully raised his head.
His breath was weak, but his eyes gleamed, and he uttered hoarsely, "Little... Ancestor, Ziyue..."
To his disappointment, Ji Zi did not make a decision on the matter, which instantly dimmed the light in Ji Haoyue's eyes.
Ji Zi simply shook her head, fully aware of the situation.
He disliked Ji Biyue's personality.
If the other party fails to take the head of the Great Saint of Undying Mountain, he can still influence the situation of his family.
As for now...
"Do we really have to confront the current patriarch's imperial weapon?"
Ji Zi asked herself honestly. Her thin figure seemed frail, and her gaze was as deep as a vast dark universe, devoid of any light.
Opposite him, a beautiful woman in a long black dress stood still, her eyes showing no fear. Her fair, snow-white brows radiated a faint blue light, as if something within them was poised to strike.
With such a powerful and profound aura, and under the warning of the Void Mirror, it was undoubtedly an ultimate magical artifact.
Sure enough, an Ancient Emperor Clans stood behind the other party.
In the end, Ji Zi backed down, not wanting to see a war of imperial weapons and the division of the Ji Family.
After all, Ji Biyue's actions these days have largely been for the sake of the family.
Ji Zi agrees with this.
He took Ji Haoyue away, and before leaving, he stopped in front of the gate and said something.
" His Sacred Body has reached its peak, making him no less capable than an Ancient Emperor Clans."
After the two left, Ji Biyue narrowed her long eyes, looking like a sinister and beautiful serpent, inspiring fear in those who beheld her.
The Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family, stroking his long beard, smiled and said, " The Great Accomplishment Sacred Body is indeed extraordinary, but that prince from Ancient Emperor Mountain is clearly even stronger!"
The other elders present unanimously agreed, saying that Haoyue was being immature and would likely change in the future.
As for Ziyue...
"She has benefited from so many family resources and bears this surname; some things are her mission, and she and her siblings cannot afford to act recklessly."
"That's right, Ye Fan is audacious and reckless, showing no respect whatsoever. His path has narrowed, yet he remains oblivious."
The elders of Ji Zi's lineage trembled with fear, daring not to utter a sound, much less to face the cold gaze of the family head.
"The Thirteenth Elder is getting on in years; he should go and guard Planet 3865 in the Ancient Domain."
What was bound to happen, happened. The patriarch's words made an elder tremble, his face turning ashen, as if he had been stripped of a thousand years of lifespan.
The gap between the Burial Emperor Star and the most desolate Ancient Domain outer mineral planet is greater than the difference between heaven and earth.
But under the weight of the authority, he still bowed tremblingly.
"As the clan leader commands!"
A moment later, all the elders left, leaving only the woman with her back to the ancestral divine might, like a Goddess in the dark night.
Suddenly, the ruthless woman smiled, her beauty as exquisite as a blooming night-blooming cereus, and all her previous sinister aura vanished.
Her long, black hair fell down, and she lowered her head. What she had cared about before, the various torments she had suffered there, now seemed insignificant.
Once you are second only to one person, you can rise above hundreds of millions of others.
This is her path.
The power to decide the fate of others with a single word—this is the right she tirelessly pursues!
Elsewhere, Ji Zi brought Ji Haoyue to Little Moon's residence.
The girl in purple saw her brother covered in blood from afar and her heart tightened. She quickly flew over to him.
"Elder brother..."
As she approached, she saw that her brother was pale and weak, and the white silk lining beneath his battle robe was stained with blood. She couldn't help but remove the lining to examine him. From his shoulder blades down, he was covered in wounds, his skin torn and bleeding, with not a single wound healed. She choked up, and tears rolled down her cheeks like rolling gourds...
The owner of the Mandate Palace wasn't entirely clear about the final outcome that day.
All that is known is that after recovering from her injuries, Ji Haoyue traveled to the remote Border Wasteland the starry sky and adopted a terrifying method of self-training.
But what followed was the first match-fixing scandal in history.
This truly shattered Ji Haoyue's Dao heart, almost causing her to collapse completely.
For some reason, knowing these things, the master of the Mandate Palace didn't feel much empathy for his elder brother, but rather a sense of leisurely comfort.
Perhaps it's because they haven't experienced love involving life and death.
Perhaps it's due to an indifferent nature.
Perhaps they underestimated it.
The third point is perhaps more important.
"So what if she's a mere Origin Spirit Body, even if she's the direct descendant of the Ji Family? I laugh at the Ji Family's wishful thinking in trying to match her with the Master of the True Phoenix Hall. Her brother is merely Great Saint..." The Mandate Palace Master remained calm, not taking Ji Ziyue too seriously.
The other party's physical condition can be considered special.
But those who don't reach the Quasi-Emperor are nothing more than withered bones and ants, utterly unworthy of praise.
At this moment, the two Great Power in the Heavenly Mandate Palace sat facing each other. The master was in no hurry, leisurely sipping his Enlightenment Tea, watching the dragons and phoenixes intertwine in the clouds outside the hall, and occasionally responding with a few humble words, which gave him a unique state of mind.
"Judging by the time, it's almost time for my third dream..."
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Fan finally brought up Ye Jin, asking to borrow one or two ounces of the Water of Seven Lights from this place.
As before, it was still limited to the exchange between the two Enfeoffed Sovereign...
"I know that the Water of Seven Lights is rare. This bronze piece was found when I traveled along the ancient path of the True Demon Clan, and its quality is close to that of Immortal Gold."
Ye Fan waved his sleeve and took out a piece of ancient bronze the size of his palm.
This bronze is extraordinary, covered with Desolate Antiquity patterns resembling insects, birds, fish, and snakes, exuding a sense of antiquity. It emanates a heavy and majestic feeling from the inside out. The front is very smooth, polished like a mirror, and has a dragon foot-shaped pattern branded on it, clearly indicating that it has been a rough blank that has been refined.
The master of the Mandate Palace glanced at the bronze ingot and shook his head, saying, " Mythological Bronze? Do you know the origin of this material, elder brother?"
"I don't know, but there are old people on the Luo Heaven Secret Network who have studied this material. More than ten similar pieces have appeared. The best ones are comparable to immortal Immortal Gold, while the worst ones have lost all their essence and can only be used to refine Dao Palace Weapons. However, they are similar in spirit, so they should undoubtedly belong to the same category."
Ye Fan was curious. He had seen a lot and had a broad perspective, but there were always things in the world that he didn't know.
The master of the Mandate Palace reached out and grabbed a bronze stone of the Saint King level from the Mountain and Sea Diagram.
Then, they joined their fingers together to form a sword and wrote patterns on the copper block.
A moment later, the bronze block shone brightly, radiating an aura and luster only materials made by the Great Saint could possess.
"This thing has a lifespan of seven thousand years," the black-haired youth said with a smile.
With the blessing of his Dao patterns, the grade of this bronze item was raised by one level.
Ye Fan seemed to be deep in thought, and had some guesses in his mind.
"In the most ancient times, there were those whose cultivation was unfathomable. This material was leftover from their refining process, and it bears unknowable Bone Text. As for today, because it is not a core divine inscription, it is inferior to Immortal Gold in terms of material."
"This could be called the Ultimate Sublimation technique... An unfathomable cultivator can sublimate ordinary remnants, making them nearly Immortal Gold even after millions of years. If such an existence truly exists, who else but an immortal could it be...?"
Ye Fan sighed, stroking the patterns on the bronze, as if he could see in the most ancient times, when a great cultivator sacrificed offerings to refine the heavens and ascended to immortality.
A true immortal should be able to turn stone into gold and transform the rotten into the miraculous!
"Sublimation..."
The Heavenly Mandate Palace murmured to himself, as if a certain trigger had been struck, causing his very soul to tremble...
At this moment, in a secret realm where mountains and seas meet in the Great Luo Heaven Realm, a faint voice spreads.
" The Ultimate Sublimation..."
Under nine black Taiyang, a colossal mountain lay across the landscape, and a stream in the forest shimmered with crystalline light. Upon closer inspection, it was a boulder about five meters tall, its color dazzling, with faint traces of Flying Immortal and indistinct human shapes.
The stone figure has nine orifices and eight openings, absorbing and exhaling the essence of heaven and earth, surging with vigorous Life force.
If the Source Heavenly Master activates his Dharma Eyes, he can see:
Within that stone, a woman with divine beauty and unparalleled grace, her meridians outlined in Immortal Gold, her Daoist path formed, crystal clear, seemed poised to awaken at any moment and break free from the stone!
At this moment, the woman in the azure gold floated on the ground, every inch of her body gleaming and sacred, as clear and translucent as a gemstone. Upon closer inspection, a vast amount of runes had accumulated in every inch of her flesh and blood, and there was a trend, with countless tiny lines undergoing transformation, just like a piece of wood that was about to rot suddenly turning into brand new wood.
These patterns are becoming more and more numerous and incredibly dense, indicating a critical moment.
The next moment, the stone embryo burst forth with light again, and countless strands of Divine Radiance, like Chaos Cave, emitted a terrifying aura. The light overlapped, and the stone figures outside were also radiating Life essence, rolling and roaring, with an astonishing and extremely terrifying aura.
The entire Mountain and Sea Realm was formed around this point, creating a wind tunnel that absorbed the essence of the stars. The stone figure constantly emitted light, and the Dao of Devouring track engraved on its stone surface was incredibly terrifying, attracting countless rays of light like moths to a flame, surging into the stone core and never returning. This also caused the aura inside the stone figure to continuously grow stronger.
At that moment, a smaller stone not far away began to tremble, and on it appeared to be anthropomorphic emotions, etched with fear.
No, that's impossible!
"It's clearly a secondary gold spirit, how could it possibly evolve into Immortal Gold...?"
The Saint Spirit within the stone fetus experienced tremendous emotional turmoil and became very agitated.
It had a premonition that a second being with the same origins as itself would be born in the world, which it could not accept.
From the moment it became conscious, it realized that it was unique, the only Immortal Metal Saint Spirit in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
And now.
Ancient history is about to crumble.
Once Secondary Metal Saint Spirit crossed the chasm and entered its domain.
The possessiveness of all living beings made the stone-embryonic Saint Spirit very restless, and even the Stone King was constantly shaking.
"No!" Suddenly, a distinctly menacing malice was revealed without warning from within the stone embryo, followed by a frenzied roar. " The Undying Mountain's Feud, the only Immortal Metal Saint Spirit in this world."
"I am the only supreme Saint Spirit King."