novelapdf Chapter 72 Red Thread Foundation Building, True Monarchs Compete for Disciples
Chapter 72 Red Thread Foundation Building, True Monarchs Compete for Disciples
Taiyin Sect
The Yin Immortal sat opposite Chen Chunan.
Disciples on both sides offered fragrant tea.
Chen Chunan took a small sip of the tea, its aroma refreshing and invigorating, bringing a moment of clarity to his mind.
Chen Chunan sincerely praised, "This is truly excellent tea!"
Ji Yin was no longer as cold and aloof as before; he spoke with a cheerful smile: "This tea is produced in my Cold Moon Grotto. If you like it, you can take some back with you."
Chen Chunan didn't stand on ceremony: "Then thank you very much for your generosity, True Lord~"
Ji Yin smiled calmly, then frowned: "I intended to ambush and kill the Black Snake today, but when I arrived at the location, I found nothing. Returning home, I was quite uneasy, so I used my rudimentary Yin-Yang divination techniques. I calculated that the Black Snake should already be in Jiangzhou, and it's after you!"
Chen Chunan was not surprised. He had killed several aquatic Golden Core cultivators last time, so it would have been strange if they hadn't reacted at all.
"I had a feeling before, and I think it was because that viper killed many of his Golden Core demon generals that it wanted to get rid of me."
"So what do you plan to do?"
"I myself am not afraid, but I have a group of people with me. I plan to bring them to stay at your Cold Moon Cave for a while. Is that alright?"
This was something Ji Yin had promised before. Although she loves peace and quiet, she will not go back on her word.
"But this is something I already promised. I'll have Youjing and Youming take the Cloud Sea Boat to help your family move. There's still an open space in the southwest corner, which shouldn't be a problem to settle your family there. It's just that my cave is small, so please don't find it unpleasant."
"It would be wonderful if I could just stay alive; why would I complain?"
...
On that very day, Chen Chunan decided to lead his clansmen to Hanyue Cave.
However, it's still necessary to maintain proper boundaries before entering the grotto. Since there are many members in our family and we are living under someone else's roof, it wouldn't be pleasant if a conflict broke out.
"Fellow clansmen, due to unforeseen circumstances, we need to temporarily seek refuge at the Cold Moon Cave of the Taiyin Sect. Please remember to follow the rules, do not wander off or move around recklessly, and obtain all cultivation resources from the Three Elders..."
The three elders and seven elders of the clan stood below with a group of clansmen.
When the clansmen learned that they were to move into the Cold Moon Cave Heaven of the Taiyin Sect, a Nascent Soul faction, they were all somewhat incredulous, even if it was only temporary.
They never imagined that Chen Chunan, who was stuck at the peak of the third level of Qi Refining just two years ago, would become such a figure.
Now, not only do they possess the strength to kill Golden Core cultivators, but their friends are also Nascent Soul True Monarchs, whom they never dared to dream of before.
Now, the several promising young immortals are on the verge of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, and their families are thriving. This is a wonderful life that they could only dream of before!
After Chen Chunan finished speaking, the three clan elders also stood up and said to the clansmen, "Everyone should cherish the blessings we have today and not cause any trouble. Anyone who causes trouble, I will take their head!"
The joy of the clansmen about to enter the cave was instantly dampened, and they all solemnly and loudly agreed.
...
Three days later
The clansmen built houses and settled down.
Chen Chunan also took the time to carefully study the True Explanation of Weapon Forging several times.
However, he had no interest in studying it today.
This is because the foundation for the red line project is about to be laid.
The spiritual energy above the new clan land has condensed into clouds, and Chen Hongxian, who sits cross-legged in the center of the courtyard, is radiating brilliant light.
The two spiritual energies, water and wood, condensed into streams of water vapor, which converged directly towards Chen Hongxian's lower dantian.
Chen Chunan frowned. He couldn't help with the Foundation Establishment process; he could only stand by and watch over the place.
The speed at which the red line was built was somewhat beyond his expectations.
Since she was given the cultivation technique obtained from the Shoucheng Storage Ring, Hongxian's cultivation progress has been rapid.
In addition, resources are readily available on a regular basis, and there is also the help of the wisp of pill energy released by Chen Chunan when he refined the Yellow Sprout Pill last time.
It only took three months to go from the ninth to the twelfth level of Qi Refining!
Chen Chunan was shocked by the speed, and could only sigh that it was no wonder that this world was always fighting over resources.
There are no bottlenecks in resources. As long as you have the talent, age limits and the threshold of reaching the foundation before the age of 40 are simply meaningless.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Hongxian's dantian surged, producing a soft "pop" sound, almost inaudible.
Then a massive aura spread out, and a dazzling seven-colored light shone brightly. A phantom lotus flower appeared out of thin air, which, upon closer inspection, was nine feet and nine inches tall.
Nine feet nine inches! A superior foundation in Dao!
Chen Chunan, who had been waiting by his side, instantly relaxed his furrowed brows.
At the same time, he transmitted his voice to the three clan elders and their group, saying, "The Red Thread has entered the Foundation Establishment stage! Do not worry!"
When the three elders heard that Chen Hongxian had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, tears streamed down their faces, as if their long-cherished wish had finally been fulfilled.
His smile was barely contained: "Excellent! Excellent! Our Chen clan has existed for 257 years since our ancestor Chen Man established the clan! Finally, we have produced a Foundation Establishment True Person! Excellent! Excellent!"
Even the usually strong and brave elder of the Seventh Clan wiped away tears.
Chen Chunan found it hard to understand why they were so excited about the Red Thread Foundation Building.
He now possesses a solid and refined Xuanzhu, having completed one stage of refinement. His strength is only slightly weaker than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, yet they have never been this excited.
Seeing that the red thread's aura was becoming more and more stable, Chen Chunan knew that his realm had been completely stabilized.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a clear, melodious laugh: "Young friend Chu Nan, your family has such a promising talent! Today you have forged a superior-grade Dao foundation; truly a cause for celebration!"
"True Lord Jian Chen? What brings you here?"
Upon seeing Jian Chen, Chen Chunan was taken aback, for this was Hanyue Cave Heaven, not Shangyuan Sect.
"I just happened to be idly here and wanted to have a cup of tea. Her dual top-grade spiritual roots of water and wood are perfectly suited to my Heavenly River Sword Qi inheritance! How about I shamelessly ask this young lady to become my last disciple?"
The sword light that was rushing towards them suddenly stopped and fell to the ground.
"Master, didn't you say I was your last disciple?"
Jian Chen was taken aback, then said somewhat awkwardly, "If you're the closed-door disciple, then she's the locked-door disciple!"
Chen Chunan: ",,,
What a clever disciple who locks the door!
If you were to find a disciple you wanted to take on, what would you call them? A disciple who holds the key?
Just as Chen Chunan was mentally complaining, he heard a sound of teeth grinding.
"You bastard Jian Chen! You actually used an array to trap me just to steal my disciple!"
Chen Chunan turned his head and saw that it was none other than the Extreme Yin True Monarch.
Jian Chen looked embarrassed and avoided eye contact.
His closed-door disciple didn't dare to breathe loudly, fearing that he would be kicked out of the Cold Moon Cave at any moment. Who told his master to go so far?
"Well, I was just eager to nurture talent, wasn't I?"
"Eager to cultivate talent? This is clearly a despicable tactic! You know perfectly well that a person with both Water and Wood elemental roots is perfectly suited to my Yin Dao teachings. Sending such a promising student to practice your swordsmanship is utterly misleading!"
"Han Yuqiu! How have I misled others? My Heavenly River Sword Qi is unparalleled..."
The Yin True Lord's gaze was indifferent: "You can't beat me!"
With just one sentence, she left Jian Chen speechless.
But with such promising talents in front of him, how could he possibly give up?
"My Shangyuan Sect inherited the Daoist lineage of the ancient sword immortal Chen Ying! I..."
"You can't beat me!"
"I..."
"You can't beat me!"
No matter what Jian Chen said, Ji Yin Zhenjun always replied, "You can't beat me."
This made Jian Chen somewhat defensive: "So what if you're strong?"
The Yin True Lord said arrogantly, "Hmph, you're right, high strength is indeed remarkable! No matter what you say, we are both from ancient immortal lineages, yet you have a thousand years more cultivation than me and are still weaker. Doesn't that prove anything?"
Jian Chen: "#@￥%"