Chen Zonglin left respectfully.
Since the secret has already been revealed, and he was considered to have the potential to achieve the Golden Core stage within the sect, it's reasonable for Chen Shuangbai to reward him with cultivation resources.
The hall fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of the wind outside the window and the occasional chirping of birds in the distance.
Chen Shuangbai tossed it gently, and the jade cup floated lightly to the ground in front of Chen Fuguang and his sister, hovering in mid-air and slowly rotating.
The two of them are from the same clan as Chen Shuangbai.
Although I can't compare to my master Chen Shuangbai in terms of cultivation level, I might be able to sense more things.
Disappointingly...
After the jade goblet left Chen Shuangbai's hand, its slightly mystical quality completely vanished, and it returned to being an ordinary jade wine goblet covered with fine cracks and slightly bluish-gray.
Chen Fuguang and Chen Yazhen tried to use their Divine Ability to activate it, but there was no response.
Chen Shuangbai had no choice but to take it back.
Shenyang walked up from behind, lowered his head, and carefully examined the jade goblet. A brilliant golden light gradually flickered in his pupils, but it soon faded away. Somewhat disinterested, he said, "Boring."
Clearly, he couldn't make the jade vessel react either.
"It seems this object is indeed protected by extremely strong restrictions; only those at the Nascent Soul level can make it react as it did just now."
Chen Fuguang stroked his chin and analyzed carefully.
Chen Yazhen nodded as well.
"Judging from this, my Chen Clan clan's ancestor was probably not just an ordinary official guarding the Daoist scriptures... most likely a Nascent Soul Cultivator himself."
This conjecture is undeniably bold.
Let me ask you a question!
In this day and age, which major sect or clan doesn't have Nascent Soul level cultivators who reign as kings and ancestors?
If the Chen Clan's ancestor was indeed a Nascent Soul Cultivator, and also the official in charge of guarding the Daoist scriptures at that Daoist temple... then the status of that Daoist temple itself would probably far surpass that of the major sects and clans in the country today?
But then again...
"It was precisely because the Daoist temple suffered a catastrophic disaster that our ancestor was able to escape... to allow a Nascent Soul Cultivator to escape without any thought of revenge, and even to live in obscurity forever..."
Chen Fuguang's tone became more serious, and he asked, "Then how big of a disaster is this?"
Yes, for a Nascent Soul Cultivator to be so utterly terrified that he dared not even entertain the thought of revenge, forced to live in anonymity and barely survive in the chaos of the world—how terrifying must the scale of that catastrophe have been?
" Spirit Transformation?"
Shenyang suddenly spoke.
"Perhaps it's... above the Spirit Transformation stage?"
Zhanlu, who hadn't uttered a word from beginning to end, suddenly raised her head and said this.
What realm lies beyond the Spirit Transformation stage?
Mahayana!
In the medieval era, Celebrated Splendor Continent could occasionally produce one or two Spirit Transformation cultivators, but in the current near-ancient era... the Nascent Soul is the pinnacle of cultivation in this world!
Even achieving the Spirit Transformation is difficult!
But if a being at the Mahayana stage were to intervene...
This idea is a bit too terrifying... and a bit too outrageous.
The people inside the hall merely let the idea swirl in their minds a few times, then no one spoke of it, letting it dissipate.
Not long after.
Shenyang left with the two siblings...
Having finished dealing with most of her daily affairs, Zhanlu naturally departed.
Only Chen Shuangbai, holding that jade goblet, stood under the gradually dimming Setting Sun, two points of pure white light slowly appearing in her eyes.
[ Azure Firmament Heaven ].
Chen Shuangbai and Vast Sea Elder stood at the entrance of a palace, quietly watching the magnificent golden-feathered white eagle, which had revealed its true demonic form and was quietly lying within an array.
It was Feiguang.
At this moment, Feiguang had fallen into a deep slumber.
Above his head, a ritual instrument was quietly operating, with three dark blue tail feathers suspended within it.
Each time this ritual was performed, wisps of faint blue light rose from it, seeping into the body through the gaps in the Feiguang feathers and merging into the blood, flesh, and meridians.
Clearly, this ritual instrument is assisting Feiguang in refining the True Spirit Demon Mark contained within these three tail feathers.
Vast Sea Elder stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on Feiguang, a hint of satisfaction in his expression. He stroked his beard and said, "Your spirit beast's foundation is even more solid than I imagined."
"Originally, he only possessed a Xuan-grade bloodline. To bear the demonic markings of true spirits like the Ghost Chariot and the Primordial Peacock, the entire process must have been extremely painful."
"But precisely because of its solid foundation and strong demonic body... in just a few days, it has already begun to actively absorb the True Spirit Demon Mark within its tail feathers."
Chen Shuangbai, of course, understood why.
When Feiguang was still young, he was nourished by the [ Moon Soul True Water ] every day.
In earlier years, a separate residence was built on Jade Screen Peak. Chen Shuangbai set up Moon Sacrifice Grand Array, led by Changming, which would occasionally draw upon the moonlight, from which Cuiping Peak would also benefit.
Its foundation is extremely solid!
"Senior, in your opinion, what are the chances that Feiguang has the ability to break through his original bloodline limitations?"
Chen Shuangbai asked.
"About half."
Chen Shuangbai's face showed a slight look of surprise.
He had assumed that since Vast Sea Elder had praised him, there was at least an 80% chance of him successfully breaking through the bloodline shackles... but it turned out that he only had a 50% chance.
"Hey!"
Seeing the look of surprise on Chen Shuangbai, the primordial spirit shook its head slightly and said, "True spirits are called true spirits because these beings stand at the very pinnacle of the evolution of all demons!"
True spirits are the epitome of the best of heaven and earth, the ultimate among all demons.
In High Antiquity times, Martial Dao Immortal Dao. Early humans indirectly mastered various great powers of heaven and earth by refining and learning the demonic runes of the True Spirit Demon Race, thus beginning the path of human rise.
This is enough to demonstrate the power of the true spirit!
Refining True Spirit Demon Mark is never something that can be guaranteed even with a strong foundation.
Vast Sea Elder continued, "My formation and ritual can only assist it in refining, but the remaining half of the risk mainly depends on the will of your spirit beast itself!"
"This is just like you human cultivators. Every cultivator who ascends from mortal to Mahayana is a person with an unyielding and indestructible will!"
In short, it can be summed up in one sentence.
Refining True Spirit Demon Mark is inherently a risky process.
Risk and reward are inherently intertwined.
For Feiguang to transform and break through the shackles of his original bloodline, external forces are important, but his own will is even more crucial!
As Chen Shuangbai listened, her gaze fell on the slumbering Feiguang.
Through the Blood Pact between them, he could indirectly sense that Feiguang was indeed undergoing a slow transformation.
For now, all we can do is silently cheer him on.
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