The path to enlightenment is destined to be filled with hardships and trials, but as a member of a family of cultivators, she must consider many more factors.
So after listening to Yun He's words, she decided to discuss it with her father.
Yun Hong frowned deeply inside the main hall. His worries had not yet subsided when the patriarch's opinions came one after another. He was caught in the middle and really did not know what to do.
Looking at his young children sitting upright before him, he knew that Yun Feng would not be afraid of the crisis in the Vast Sea.
The reason they're seeking my advice now is simply because they're considering the future of the family's cultivators.
Yun Hong let out a deep breath, thinking to himself about a message he had received earlier, realizing that his attempts to win him over had failed.
The man's refusal of his kindness greatly disheartened Yun Hong. Was the clan's cultivators truly destined to decline?
"Father, why seek others so desperately? Know that the most important thing on the path of cultivation is one's own heart. If one's own strength is insufficient, how can one truly win over others as allies? Only when one's own energy is sufficient can one truly gain the loyalty of others!"
Although Yun Feng had her eyes closed, she seemed to be able to sense Yun Hong's distress.
While Yun Hong was deep in thought, he uttered these words, which carried a slightly profound meaning.
Looking at his children with their eyes closed across from him, Yun Hong suddenly felt as if his little Feng had truly grown up.
When his father was worried, he was already able to stand up and explain the situation to him.
Yun Hong was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. Looking at Yun Feng's forced composure, he said with a slightly heavy tone:
"Feng girl, you knew everything?"
"Father, there's no need to hide it from me. During our time in the ancestral temple's secluded retreat, that person barely even glanced at me. How could he be someone who willingly submits?"
"Alas! So be it, it's all about timing and circumstances!"
Seeing that Yun Feng had come to terms with it, Yun Hong decided to stop hiding his true intentions and revealed all the previous arrangements.
Upon hearing this, Yun Feng's expression remained unchanged. He remained in the main hall like an old monk in deep meditation, completely unmoved by external things.
Since her attempts to win her over have failed, she has no choice but to venture into the Vast Sea this time.
She didn't achieve a good ranking in the sect's selection of core disciples, so this time she can only achieve something in the journey to the Vast Sea to maintain the influence of her family's cultivators.
Yun He sighed inside the main hall, realizing that his young children were right.
Ultimately, one must possess sufficient power to attract others to willingly submit.
Yun Hong pondered for a moment, then wanted to grant Yun Feng permission to participate in the Qinghe Daoist Sanctuary trip, but he suddenly stopped just as the words were about to leave his throat.
The True Spirit seemed to have discovered something outside the main hall; its deeply furrowed brows relaxed in an instant, and a strange sense of pride welled up within it.
He gestured to Yun Feng to leave, and although Yun Feng did not know what her father meant, she still made sure to leave at his suggestion.
The interior of the main hall suddenly became spacious. Yun Hong tidied his appearance slightly and then calmly greeted the newcomer inside the hall.
"Disciple Yunmo greets Elder Yun Hong!"
After a slightly respectful announcement, a straight figure entered the main hall from outside the mountains.
Upon seeing that figure, Yun Feng, who was hiding deep within the hall, trembled slightly, thinking to herself:
What is he doing here?
"Where did the Yunmo cultivator come from?"
After Xu Long entered the main hall, he only saw Yun Hong occupying the hall.
Those phoenix eyes stared straight at him, as if they had been waiting for him in the main hall for a long time.
Golden light shone slowly within his phoenix eyes, emanating an inexplicable aura as it flickered.
There were still some incomprehensible runes appearing in his eyes. Although the runes were ethereal, Xu Long could already sense the vastness within them.
Yun Hong's aura began to rise rapidly as the runes appeared, and an ancient and imposing presence descended upon the hall.
Xu Long's heart stirred; this aura was far too mysterious. He suddenly remembered something.
On the Thousand-Jun Tower of the Perfected Lord Pinglu, the True Lord also felt this power when he displayed his might.
The art of talismans is an ancient method, and the aura emanating from Elder Yun Hong is also extremely ancient, suggesting he must have received some fortuitous encounter from somewhere.
Xu Long felt a little intimidated when he saw that look in his eyes, since he had previously refused the other person's kindness.
At this point, they shamelessly came to ask for help again, but since they were now under someone else's roof, they had no choice but to submit.
This old man was definitely trying to keep him waiting, so Xu Long had no choice but to slowly reveal his purpose.
"The defensive talisman was indeed made by me, but as cultivator Yunmo knows, it was not easy to make, and I don't have many left."
"Elder, you are wise. Yunmo does indeed desire defensive talismans. If you have any, Yunmo am willing to pay a high price to purchase them."
"Oh, is that so? Then I'll show you what kind of talisman you need!"
Xu Long knew he would be left hanging by the old man for a while, but he was genuinely curious about the defensive talisman, so he was willing to accept being ripped off by the fellow.
But Yun Hong did not say anything after hearing this, instead he shot the golden light in his eyes directly at Xu Long.
His face betrayed no emotion, only golden runes flickered in the depths of his eyes.
At this moment, Yun Hong's handsome and refined demeanor vanished, and his aura became somewhat ferocious, with golden runes appearing in the void beneath his eyes.
When Xu Long's bewildered gaze met the rune for a fleeting moment, he was instantly captivated by it.
An overwhelming aura poured into his mind without warning.
Xu Long had no time to struggle. He didn't know why Yun Hong had attacked so suddenly, so he could only mentally summon the Wisdom Sword to defend himself.
The runes solidified instantly upon entering his mind, and then Xu Long felt...
A force of nature, like wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, was forcefully applied to him.
This force of nature was quite heavy, and as the runes changed and solidified, they churned repeatedly within the Sea of Consciousness.
A rumbling sound echoed continuously in his Sea of Consciousness, and the golden rune from before instantly condensed into a talisman within Sea of Consciousness.
Elder Yun Hong's skill in making talismans is so profound that he can directly manifest them in people's minds without the aid of a paperweight.
The sudden thunderclap was the release of the lightning power from just moments before.
A huge purple lightning bolt suddenly appeared in Xu Long's mind.
The Wisdom Sword then suddenly rose up in his Sea of Consciousness, accompanied by a buzzing sound.
The lightning bolt that materialized behind the illusory talisman shot fiercely toward the spiritual platform.
The waves in the Sea of Consciousness surged and raged, completely engulfing the Wisdom Sword.
The purple lightning bolt in the sky was like a blazing sun, replacing the original radiance of the spiritual altar.
As the storm erupted in his Sea of Consciousness, it caused the endless waves to surge backward, Xu Long's soul, behind his spiritual platform, shuddered instantly.
In that instant, he felt as if he were facing Divine Punishment Lightning Tribulation.
At this moment, the Wisdom Sword was submerged by the waves, and Xu Long's spiritual platform was exposed to the purple lightning.
If the other party truly intended to harm him, this attack would inevitably damage his soul.
But just as Xu Long was greatly shocked, the talisman shining in the air suddenly changed, and then transformed into a wind blade within the radiant light.
Before the power of the wind blade could be fully displayed, the Wisdom Sword below finally overturned the waves.
With a thought, Xu Long unleashed a sharp whistle, and the sword light on the surface of the Sea of Consciousness suddenly surged up.
The surging tides were instantly churned and shattered, countless waves spreading out under a white flash.
A long trail flashed across the water's surface, causing the tides below to swell and churn in unison.
When the Wisdom Sword of wisdom in the Sea of Consciousness rose, it was like a roaring sea dragon, its overwhelming power sweeping across thousands of mountains, following the illusory talisman.
The wind blades suddenly unfurled behind the talisman, as powerful as a peacock spreading its tail feathers. They swept towards the incoming sword without flinching.
A loud "whoosh" sound suddenly arose, as if a ball of fireworks had been ignited between the water and the sky.
The boundless energy collided fiercely at this moment, sword energy like dragons and wind blades like sparrows.
The two forces, when they mate, cause the water below to tremble violently.
A rumbling sound echoed continuously in his Sea of Consciousness, and the two energies separated instantly after their brief union.
Xu Long's thoughts shifted, and the Wisdom Sword immediately swirled back. However, the water tornado behind the Wisdom Sword remained powerful, sweeping towards the talisman.
The wind blades that preceded the talisman were also dispersed by the Wisdom Sword, and the tornado that erupted at this moment seized the opportunity to completely quell it.
As the tornado was about to strike, Yun Hong, who was sitting cross-legged inside the main hall, sneered.
Immediately, his True Spirit stirred, and a vast amount of soul power manifested in Xu Long's Sea of Consciousness.
After the wind blades dispersed, the illusory talisman glowed again, and then a blazing heavenly fire condensed in front of it.
The crackling sound, accompanied by the scorching heat, instantly evaporated all the moisture within the Sea of Consciousness.
Xu Long frowned deeply. The natural energy within this talisman seemed truly inexhaustible, and its release had already suppressed his Wisdom Sword.
The waterspout before the illusory talisman dared not linger, but instead gathered a wave to engulf it.
After the heavenly fire appeared, it also went towards the tornado, and the two completely different energies collided in the Sea of Consciousness.
With a muffled "bang," the waterspout collapsed in an instant.
The power of the heavenly fire subsided slightly, but the water waves that had just been dispersed suddenly swelled up again.
However, before it could expand to its maximum size, it was instantly incinerated by heavenly fire.
The whooshing sound was particularly piercing at this moment, and the waterspout that Xu Long had condensed suddenly erupted with a huge tremor.
A cluster of flames suddenly spread across that body of water, and the intense heat instantly assaulted the mind.
At that moment, a thought flashed through Xu Long's mind, and then a white light streaked across the sky.
A whooshing sound erupted within his Sea of Consciousness, and splashes of water were scattered by the sword energy that burst forth first.
The spreading heavenly fire was stopped by a sword light, and the soul behind the spiritual platform calmed down slightly.
The sword light didn't stop after cutting through the heavenly fire, but instead seized an opening and slashed fiercely at the illusory talisman.
A burst of white light shot up, and the clanging sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the arena.
The rolling sound waves, carried by energy, rippled outwards in the Sea of Consciousness.
As ripples surged atop the waves, Xu Long's Wisdom Sword emerged from within.
With a chilling aura, it instantly severed the spread of the heavenly fire, and the illusory talisman was once again gathered together by a golden light.
Yun Hong stared intently at Xu Long in the main hall, his smile undisguised.
At this moment, he realized that Yun Hong had no ill intentions; he simply wanted to demonstrate the power of the talisman in his Sea of Consciousness.
While Xu Long frantically defended himself, Yun Hong used his own soul power to activate the talismans and release the power of nature.
After several battles, he had come to understand Xu Long's true strength.
"As expected of one of the top three disciples, you've seen all my talismans in your Sea of Consciousness. Have you decided what kind of talisman you need? My talismans are extremely rare and expensive!"
Yun Hong looked at Xu Long, his words full of profound meaning.
The golden light in his eyes had not yet completely dissipated, and when his aura solidified, there was a great sense of oppression in the room.
Upon seeing this, Xu Long fell silent for a moment, then thought of offering to pay a high price for a few talismans.
But the deeper meaning in Yun Hong's eyes was hard for him to fathom, so he could only bow to Yun Hong.
"Hmph! You didn't presume to ask. Do you think I, Yun Hong, want your Spirit Stone resources?"
A thunderous sound suddenly erupted in the main hall.
The once refined and handsome Yun Hong's expression had changed drastically when he faced Xu Long.
His entire demeanor became somewhat sharp, and his gaze was even more aggressive when he shot out his eyes.
Xu Long naturally knew what he was talking about, but just as he was about to take his leave, a figure suddenly appeared in the main hall.
"Senior Brother Yunmo, I only have one question for you: Is Yun Feng truly not worthy of your attention?"
Or is it that Senior Brother Yunmo simply looks down on Yun Feng's background and doesn't want to be too entangled on the path to enlightenment?
Xu Long's words of farewell were abruptly cut off.
Upon seeing Yun Feng, he felt even more embarrassed, never expecting to be confronted face-to-face by Yun Hong.
Seeing Yun Feng's beautiful eyes flutter slightly, Xu Long couldn't help but admire her courage in his heart. "Brave indeed!"
Yun Feng clearly knew that Xu Long had rejected her.
But the fact that she still stepped forward to personally question Xu Long at this moment is enough to prove that she is a proud and arrogant person.
Even if she appears indifferent to being rejected by others, deep down she is always seeking an answer from Xu Long himself.
Seeing Yun Feng personally come out to question Xu Long, Yun Hong couldn't help but suppress his imposing aura inside the hall.
He always cherished his youngest children as the apple of his eye, and they never suffered any injustice in any place.
But Yunmo was ungrateful, which made Yun Feng constantly resentful.
Although she put on a brave face in front of her father, Yun Hong could tell at a glance that she harbored resentment.
Xu Long was stunned by the questioning. He had never had any particular feelings for Yun Feng, and his visit was only to ask for a defensive talisman.
However, it was clear that his words to Yun Ya had hurt Yun Feng, so he used this opportunity to ask a question.
Xu Long felt he had done nothing wrong, only that he felt embarrassed.
After a few breaths of silence, he looked calmly into Yun Feng's eyes and slowly said:
"The path to immortality is fraught with hardship, and the journey to immortality is long. Yunmo dares not linger on the path to immortality, not only for fear of delaying himself, but also for fear of delaying others. One must know that the sun and moon have their phases, and cultivators face Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations. Who can stay on this path forever?"
After Xu Long finished speaking, he let out a deep sigh and then turned to take his leave.
The figure in the hall trembled slightly, but she still had a sentence left unsaid.
What if I could wait?
Would you still linger on this ruthless and desireless path?
But Yun Feng never asked that question until Xu Long's figure disappeared outside the hall.