The Power of Fate (Happy January 4th)

"Oh? The Myriad Phenomena Demon King." A hint of curiosity flashed in Ji An's eyes.

"Yes, brother." Ji Ning nodded emphatically. "I fought it head-on for several rounds, and at that time its strength was comparable to mine."

Ji An nodded slowly upon hearing this.

The fact that this Myriad Phenomena Demon King could fight Ji Ning, who had not yet mastered the Star Seizing Hand, to a draw shows that his strength has definitely reached the level of a normal Myriad Phenomena Perfection. It is reasonable that the Ji Clan is no match for him.

Moreover, this Myriad Phenomena Demon King also commands all the Violet Palace Demon Race on the Yan Mountain land. Without him and Ji Ning in charge, the Ji Clan would indeed be powerless to resist such a force.

"Ji An, what do you think we should do?" Ji Jiuhuo looked at him. "Our decision at this moment concerns the rise and fall of the entire clan. We dare not be negligent in the slightest."

"The Demon King of Myriad Phenomena —not so difficult to deal with." Ji An said calmly. "Don't worry, Elder Clan Chief, I will leave an avatar here. If that Demon King dares to attack again in the future, he only needs to call my name."

It should be noted that Primordial Spirit or a demon can create clones, and Void Returning spirit or demon can even transform a single hair into a clone.

Ji An had already cultivated the "Crimsonbright Nine Heavens Diagram" to the Thirteenth Floor, so condensing an avatar was naturally no problem for him.

However, the power of this clone is limited, only about the cultivation level of the early stage of the Myriad Phenomena Realm. After all, creating a clone will inevitably deplete the strength of the original body.

However, given Ji An's understanding of the Grand Dao, even though he was only an avatar at the early stage of the Myriad Phenomena realm, ordinary Primordial Spirit Daoists would be no match for him. He was more than capable of guarding the Ji Clan.

Upon hearing this, joy immediately spread across the faces of everyone in the hall.

Ji Yichuan and Yuchi Xue exchanged a smile, their hearts filled with warmth. Their clone was also their son, and they were naturally overjoyed that he could stay and accompany them.

Ji Jiuhuo, Granny Shadow, and Ji Liuzhen could hardly contain their excitement. Ji An leaving behind an avatar would not only help them defend against powerful enemies, but more importantly, with his occasional personal guidance, the Ji Clan disciples would surely be able to obtain better cultivation resources.

It should be noted that the guidance of a Primordial Spirit Daoist was an opportunity that the Ji Clan had previously begged for but could not obtain.

Seeing everyone's joyful expressions, Ji An smiled and said, "By the way, clan leader, before Ji Ning and I set off, there are some things we want to give to the clan."

"Hmm?" Ji Jiuhuo looked puzzled.

In an instant, Ji Jiuhuo, Ji Liuzhen, and Granny Shadow Ying, along with Ji Yichuan and Yuchi Xue, all turned to Ji An.

Ji An smiled slightly, said nothing more, and simply raised his hand gently.

"Splash!"

After a series of crisp sounds, countless magical treasures appeared out of thin air on the previously empty hall floor, piling up like a mountain in an instant!

Longswords, spears, flying shuttles, poison needles, long staffs, seals, ribbons, whisks, pagodas, flying boats—all sorts of magical treasures were on display, their dazzling light illuminating the entire hall. A rough count revealed over a thousand items, their variety far exceeding the imagination of the crowd and far surpassing anything Ji Jiuhuo and the others had ever seen in their lives.

"This—" Ji Jiuhuo gasped, his face filled with shock; Granny Shadow gripped her cane tightly; Ji Liuzhen was so shocked that his mouth gaped open, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Even Ji Yichuan and Yuchi Xue, who were used to seeing all kinds of storms, were speechless with astonishment at the magical treasure mountain before them.

Ji An remained calm and waved his hand gently once more.

"Buzz!"

Another low hum resounded, and another batch of magical treasures appeared out of thin air beside the Magic Treasure Mountain.

This batch of magical treasures was not numerous, only about a hundred pieces, but the aura emanating from each one far surpassed that of the ordinary magical treasures nearby.

Ji Jiuhuo and the other Violet Palace Cultivators instantly sensed that these were all Earth Rank magic treasures!

However, Ji An's actions did not stop there. He waved his hand for the third time, and this time, only two treasures floated quietly in front of the Earth Rank magic weapon - a flying sword and a pair of wings, which were the Windsun Heaven-Escaping Wings that Ji An had used before.

"There are over a thousand Human Rank magic treasures, over ninety Earth Rank magic treasures, and two Heaven Rank magic treasures here," Ji An said, looking at the stunned crowd in the hall. "Even if a group of Wanxiang Adept emerge from my Ji Clan in the future, these magic treasures will be sufficient to support their cultivation needs. As for these two Heaven Rank magic treasures, they will be bestowed upon the first member of my Ji Clan to advance to the Primordial Spirit stage."

"Enough—enough!" Ji Jiuhuo's voice trembled. "Most cultivators acquire their magical treasures through their own adventures and fortuitous encounters. Tribes bestowing them are merely icing on the cake. Such—such a vast quantity of magical treasures, An'er, how—how did you—"

He simply couldn't imagine that Ji An, who was only at the Nascent Primordial Spirit stage, could accumulate such a terrifying fortune in just six years. This fortune was already comparable to the entire wealth of an ordinary Primordial Spirit expert.

Ji An did not explain the origin of the magic weapon, but simply waved his hand again.

"Whoosh! Countless jade bottles filled with elixirs, thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, and all sorts of refining materials appeared on the ground, in equally large quantities and in countless varieties."

"Elders," Ji An changed the subject, "While these external things are important, the true foundation of a clan lies in its inheritance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall was instantly filled with countless books, jade slips, silk scrolls, and gold books, piled up like mountains.

The books were piled up layer upon layer, and soon they transformed into a majestic mountain of books.

Ji Jiuhuo and the others were already stunned. They looked up at the two "mountains" in front of them. Such a huge magical treasure and Daoist scriptures were something they had never dared to dream of before.

Ji An's gaze swept over the shocked faces of his clansmen, and he said in a deep voice, "The most crucial element of this is the nine sets of inheritance."

With a slight thought, nine orbs of light appeared in his palm, each containing a jade slip or a scroll of heavenly scripture.

"These nine sets of inheritances will become the true core secrets of my Ji Clan in the future, and must never be easily passed on!" Ji An said solemnly. "Among them are Immortal Rank Qi Refining methods, divine and Godfiend Body Refinement techniques, and even supernatural powers and visualization methods—"

As for why there are Immortal Rank techniques but they are not given to Ji Ning, it's simply because none of these inheritances are suitable for Ji Ning's water-based Immortal Rank Qi Refining techniques.

Ji An surveyed the crowd, his voice resounding. "These inheritances are something even the top powers in An Tan Commandery might not possess!"

These are all relics left behind by the Immortal Juhua, and the magical treasures before us are merely the tip of the Iceberg.

"How should these methods be taught? To whom should they be taught? And when should they be taught?" Ji An's gaze fell on Ji Jiuhuo and the other two, and he slowly spoke, "I have personally written a jade book, which details the outline of the Core Inheritance, the cultivation requirements, and the timing and standards for teaching it."

After saying that, he produced an ancient jade book in his palm and handed it to Ji Jiuhuo.

Why not entrust this matter to the clone?

The reason why the clone would be burdened with trivial matters and find it too troublesome to personally bestow these magical treasures and Daoist scriptures upon the clan members is that if it were to take control of them. The reason for not entrusting them to the parents is the same.

Seeing the speechless excitement of his clansmen, Ji An smiled gently. He looked at his parents beside him and said, "Father, Mother, the clan leaders are handling the clan affairs. You don't need to worry about them. Just focus on your cultivation."

Then, he turned his gaze to Ji Ning: "Xiao Ning, we should get going."

Ji Ning nodded emphatically, his eyes full of anticipation.

Ji An said no more and nodded slightly to his parents and the three elders.

In an instant, a figure exactly like him slowly appeared beside him—it was his clone.

As soon as the clone solidified, it bowed to everyone and said in a deep voice, "Clan leader, father, mother, Granny Shadow, Uncle Liuzhen, from now on, this clone of mine will be stationed at the Ji Clan West Prefecture."

He paused, then added, "But rest assured, everyone, this clone of mine will always be in a state of deep slumber and meditation. It will only awaken when it senses the call of the clan leader, my father, or my mother, or when it senses that the Ji Clan is facing an insurmountable enemy."

The Divine Demon Clone is different from the Clone Technique. Maintaining it at all times would consume a lot of the original body's energy. That's why Ji An put the clone into a deep sleep to avoid affecting his own cultivation progress.

Upon hearing this, Ji Jiuhuo and the others nodded in understanding. Ji An's future was limitless, and naturally, he couldn't let such trivial matters hinder him.

He practiced cultivation.

Ji An's true form reached out and gently grasped Ji Ning's shoulder.

"An'er--" Yuchi Xue looked at her two sons who were about to leave, her eyes filled with reluctance.

"Mother, I will definitely come back to see you and Father often," Ji An comforted gently, then turned to Ji Ning, "Xiao Ning, let's go."

Ji Ning took a deep breath and solemnly bowed to his parents and elders. "Father, Mother, Clan Chief, Grandmother, Uncle Liuzhen, we're leaving."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji An no longer hesitated and grabbed Ji Ning's shoulder.

With a whoosh, the two figures instantly tore through space and vanished without a trace.

Myriad Swords City, in the shimmering void, Ji An and Ji Ning landed steadily on a patch of lush green grass.

"Brother, your Void Shift technique is truly convenient. In the blink of an eye, you can traverse tens of thousands of miles." Ji Ning couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Ji An smiled slightly, and with a gentle flip of his hand, a small silver-gray boat appeared in his palm—the very same boat he had seen in Zhen back then.

The Human Rank magic treasure chosen by the treasure hall Void-Escaping Boat.

"This Void-Escaping Boat is a Human Rank treasure I acquired years ago, and I now bestow it upon you, Xiao Ning." Ji An casually tossed the small boat to Ji Ning and said with a faint smile, "You will be in charge of controlling it for the rest of the journey."

"Great!" Ji Ning's eyes lit up as he took the Void-Escaping Boat, his heart filled with joy.

Anyone would be overjoyed to unexpectedly obtain a Human Rank magic weapon.

He immediately channeled his divine power into the Void-Escaping Boat, and within moments, he had completely refined the silver-gray flying boat.

With a thought, the small boat, which was originally only an inch in size, instantly transformed into a flying boat over ten feet long, hovering in front of the two.

Ji An was the first to board the flying boat, followed closely by Ji Ning.

"This Void-Escaping Boat can be activated by both Qi Refining power and Demon God," Ji An patiently explained the method of operation from the side.

Ji Ning listened attentively and immediately circulated his Violet Palace Mansion Yuan Qi, slowly pouring it into the flying boat beneath his feet.

"Buzz!"

The Void-Escaping Boat suddenly burst forth with a dazzling silver light, transforming into a silver-gray Flowing Light that instantly pierced through the clouds and soared into the sky.

"So fast!" Ji Ning felt the whistling wind in his ears and the ground rushing past him below, his heart filled with shock.

The speed of this Void-Escaping Boat was several times faster than when he used the Windwing Evasion at full power, and the boat was exceptionally stable, without any sense of turbulence.

The boat is completely transparent, offering an unobstructed view of the mountains and rivers below.

"If pushed to its limit, its speed is comparable to Myriad Phenomena Perfection Manifestations realm flying at full speed." Ji An stood beside Ji Ning, his voice clearly reaching his ears. "Moreover, this ship can also merge with the Heaven and Earth Great Dao, so even if it encounters Primordial Spirit Daoist, it will have a chance to escape unscathed."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ning nodded silently.

However, this second wonderful use is practically useless to him or most Violet Palace Cultivators —after all, not everyone can comprehend the Heaven and Earth Great Dao and Earth at the Violet Palace realm like Ji An.

Three days later, in a relatively open clearing in a continuous mountain forest, Ji An and Ji Ning sat cross-legged, closing their eyes and regulating their breathing.

Ji Ning had been piloting the Void-Escaping Boat the entire way. Since his cultivation level was slightly lower, he was inevitably a bit tired, which is why the two of them were taking a short rest here.

Suddenly, Ji Ning abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on something several miles away, his voice icy. "Brother! Two disciples from Snow Dragon Mountain are besieging three people."

"Is this the power of fate? I never expected to encounter events from the original story here."

Ji An kept his eyes closed, his Divine Consciousness already covering the surrounding area, and the small-scale battle several miles away naturally could not escape his perception.

This scene is clearly a reenactment of the Snow Dragon Mountain disciples surrounding and killing the Meng Clan family members in the original novel.

"Hmm." Ji An's voice was calm and even. "Do whatever you want."

He knew his younger brother's character well; he hated evil as if it were his enemy, not to mention that he already had a considerable grudge against Snow Dragon Mountain.

Having received his brother's permission, a cold glint flashed in Ji Ning's eyes.

With a thought, his Divine Consciousness had already locked onto a location several miles away.

At this moment, in a valley several miles away, two Snow Dragon Mountain disciples dressed in white were manipulating flying sword magic weapons, relentlessly pursuing and attacking the three cultivators.

One of the men, who had an honest-looking face, was acting like a madman, manipulating nine black stone spheres to defend himself. He was already in grave danger and on the verge of death.

As for the other two, they had already turned and fled in panic the moment the man used the forbidden technique.

Puff! Puff!

Two illusory sword shadows suddenly rose from the ground beneath the feet of the two Snow Dragon Mountain disciples without warning.

The sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant, piercing straight through the foreheads of the two men.

The sneer on their faces froze instantly, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"How is that possible!"

How could this be?

Neither of them could understand it until their deaths. They had been robbing for many years and were extremely experienced. Even in the midst of a fierce battle, they were always vigilant about the slightest movement around them.

However, the two sword shadows appeared out of thin air without any fluctuation of magical power. What made them even more desperate was that the protective magic treasures on their bodies, which were enough to withstand the full force of a cultivator at the peak of the Violet Palace Complete realm, were now as fragile as paper and could not stop the sword shadows in the slightest.

The two Snow Dragon Mountain disciples froze abruptly, then collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

"Kill! Kill!" The honest-looking man, Meng Yan, was still roaring madly, recklessly urging the nine black stone balls to smash towards the enemy in front of him—but the next moment, his movements suddenly stopped, his eyes filled with astonishment.

The two white-robed disciples who had been attacking him were now lying stiffly on the ground, a bloody hole between their eyebrows, and they were lifeless.

Dead?

He just died like that?

Of the two fleeing men, the man glanced back and, with the sharp eyesight of a cultivator, spotted two white-clad figures lying on the ground in the distance, even clearly seeing the bloodstains on the ground.

"Younger Sister Xin!" the man hurriedly transmitted his voice, his tone urgent, "Don't run away, those two from Snow Dragon Mountain are already dead!"

Upon Younger Sister Xin abruptly stopped and turned to look. In the distance, where the battle had just taken place, lay two familiar figures in white.

"Let's go, let's go take a look!" the man said urgently.

"Hmm." Younger Sister Xin cautiously followed.

The two quickly flew back to the spot where they had fought, their faces filled with surprise and uncertainty. Their gazes turned sharply to the simple-looking man standing to the side, dumbfounded. The man spoke first, "Stone, what exactly happened?"

Boom!

Just then, flames suddenly rose up, engulfing the bodies of the two Snow Dragon Mountain disciples, and in the blink of an eye, they were burned to ashes.

Two figures emerged from the forest. Upon closer inspection, one was a young man dressed in a silver-gold robe, and the other appeared to be a handsome young man in animal skins.

Swoosh.

With a wave of his hand, the boy in animal skin collected all the magical artifacts left behind after the two Snow Dragon Mountain disciples were burned.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior!" The honest-looking man immediately knelt down respectfully and kowtowed in gratitude.