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Yang Long's words chilled me to the bone. At that moment, my Dao Qi was bound, and my Qi Sea had solidified, rendering me unable to control my Golden Elixir.
When Yang Yan had told me that the Yang Family possessed half a book detailing a method to seize another's Dao Dan, could it be that not only Dao Dan could be taken, but even the Golden Elixir?
I struggled in anger, but the chains binding my hands and feet sapped me of all strength. I asked, "I want to know, is Yang Yan one of the Top Ten Offerings? Have you already absorbed the Dao Dan of your own kin?"
Yang Long replied, "Of course. Do you really think I only have late-stage Divine Transformation Realm cultivation? Or that I've condensed a useless Seventh-Rank Golden Elixir?"
I said, "Since you've already seized the Dao Dan from your kin, your talent must be among the best of your generation. Why go through all this trouble to set me up?"
Yang Long responded, "Seizing another's path ultimately has its limits. No matter how powerful one becomes, perfection cannot be achieved; there will always be flaws. I, Yang Long, can only be number one, not number two."
Standing before me, Yang Long had four cauldrons brought forth. Each cauldron was embedded with mesmerizing Blood Soul Stones, stones capable of influencing one's mind.
On the platform, Yang Xuanzong declared, "Let’s begin."
The Nine Elders joined forces to cast an incantation that made the four cauldrons spin. The light from the Blood Soul Stones shone upon me, leaving me momentarily dazed. The Nine Elders muttered a vague chant, and suddenly pulled their hands back. I screamed in agony as I felt something within me being drawn out.
A dazzling Golden Elixir flew before my eyes and was swiftly taken by Yang Xuanzong.
Yang Xuanzong laughed heartily as he looked at the Golden Elixir in his hand. He turned to Yang Long and said, "Dragon, take it for yourself now; better to act quickly than let things drag on."
"Yes!" Yang Long accepted the Golden Elixir and consumed it, beginning to claim it as his own.
"Reporting to the family head, it seems this traitor still has other things within him!" one elder exclaimed.
"Extract everything!" Yang Xuanzong commanded sternly.
My skin began to crack. The Treasure Basin was forcibly pulled from my Qi Sea by an overwhelming evil force. Everyone gasped in shock as Li Chang'an exclaimed, "This is Qi Sea Storage! Only Ancient Cultivators possess such abilities!"
Yang Xuanzong narrowed his eyes and said, "It was mentioned in the book; could it be due to his possession of the Book of Life and Death or the Martial Dao Classic?"
Black streams of the Book of Life and Death flowed from my body, enveloping my skin. I clenched my fists and suddenly unleashed the evil force of the Four Cauldrons, causing the Nine Elders to stagger back. I leaped into the air and vanished from everyone's sight.
Li Chang'an snorted, and with a wave of his hand, I fell from the clouds, plummeting to the ground.
Li Chang'an was renowned in the Daoist Sect for his Transcendent Hand technique, capable of restraining a person from the void with just one hand. Moreover, the Yang Family was skilled in crafting Hundred Li Talismans and Thousand Li Talismans, mastering the Void Technique, which prevented me from using Time Walk to escape.
"Capture him!" Li Chang'an commanded.
A group of Yang Family disciples rushed toward me. I threw a punch, instantly turning those who got too close into a bloody mess.
"Desperate struggle, die!" Li Chang'an's palm came crashing down, a massive hand descending from the clouds. With a thunderous roar, I lay on the ground before the main hall, my body convulsing.
Even with the Book of Life and Death and Martial Dao Classic at my disposal, allowing me to unleash power tenfold or a hundredfold, facing the entire Yang Family made me realize how insignificant I truly was.
With my Golden Core extracted, I was practically rendered useless. My Qi Sea was slowly dissipating, and the chains on my body continuously drained my Dao Qi. I gasped for breath, feeling exhausted and on the verge of fainting.
"Brother, please don't kill Yang Hao!" Yang Wanru cried out, her voice trembling with fear.
I said, "Let this girl go, and I'll tell you the secrets of the Book of Life and Death and Martial Dao Classic."
Yang Xuanzong chuckled and replied, "What does it matter that you've learned Martial Dao Classic? You're still as fragile as an ant. As for the Book of Life and Death, Old Man is certain you don't know as much as I do."
I retorted, "If I'm guessing correctly, it was someone from the Yang Family who placed the Blood Poison Curse on me back then. I even suspect that the Yang Family is behind the murder incident involving the Book of Life and Death."
"You don't need to know that. The Nine Elders are Dragon Guardians; refine the Golden Core. Peng Er, first throw Yang Hao into the dungeon and notify Ancestor to prepare for taking the book!" Yang Xuanzong ordered.
"Yes!" Yang Peng exclaimed excitedly as he stepped forward to drag me away by the chains.
I looked at Yang Wanru, tears streaming down her face as she gazed at me before losing consciousness.
When I awoke again, pain coursed through my body, leaving me utterly powerless.
The surroundings were cold and damp, with an unpleasant odor lingering in the air. A single beam of light shone down from above, and as I stumbled forward, I realized I was locked inside a cage.
"Who are you? How could someone so young be trapped by the Yang Family's Binding Immortal Rope? None of us have experienced such treatment!" An old man's voice echoed from the darkness.
It was then that I noticed there were others imprisoned around me. They looked disheveled and barely clothed, clearly having been held captive for many years.
I asked, "Where is this place, and who are you?"
The old man, with his white hair and pale complexion, replied, "This is the Yang Family dungeon, located a hundred meters deep at the foot of Yin Mountain. No one can save you from here. We are all from the Yang Family, you bastard. Who are you?"
"I am also from the Yang Family. My name is Yang Hao. My father is Yang Sanqian."
"What?!" My words startled everyone else who was imprisoned in the dark.
"Your father is Yang Sanqian? Then your mother must be Yaochi Saintess Jiyao?" the old man asked.
"Yes," I confirmed. "I am the infant cursed with Blood Poison during the Death and Life Register Incident over twenty years ago. I survived because my body was sealed by my father’s Book of Life and Death. Now I've fallen into the trap of the Yang Family; my Golden Core has been extracted, and my Qi Sea is dissipating. It won't be long before I become useless."
"That bastard Yang Long again!" a group of people cursed.
The old man sighed and said, "We are all bastards of the Yang Family. After Old Scholar passed the family head position to Yang Xuanzong, he turned a blind eye to everything. Yang Kaishan sacrificed young talents like us to cultivate his son Yang Gonglu, taking their Dao Dan. Your father, Yang Sanqian, was the most talented of his generation, so his aptitude caught Yang Xuanzong's eye; he wanted to transfer it to Yang Gonglu. In the end, Old Scholar intervened to release Yang Sanqian. But later on, for some reason, Yang Xuanzong discovered a wicked method that could absorb others' cultivation at any stage—not just Foundation Establishment Realm Dao Dan but even Core Formation Stage and Dao Fruit Realm could be stolen. Naturally, he set his sights on us. Ten years ago, there was chaos at Yin Mountain; we bastards united and killed Yang Gonglu. We even injured Yang Xuanzong at that time, but ultimately we were all wiped out and have been imprisoned ever since. To take revenge, he made his grandson Yang Long his successor and selected ten talented bastards to offer as tributes to various sects. Once they produced Dao Dan upon establishing their foundation and activated their spiritual brilliance, their Dao Dan would be forcibly reclaimed. All descendants within those sects have already become tributes for Yang Long to consume. Your grandfather—Yang Sanqian's father—was killed during the rebellion against Yang Xuanzong."
Hearing about my grandfather's death—a man I had never met—was not unexpected but still left me sighing inwardly. I asked, "Why must they send the ten talents of the Yang Family to various sects?"
The old man replied, "The Yang Family Book states that Dao Dan aptitude and cultivated methods can be inherited along with Five Elements Attributes. If one were to seize Nascent Soul or Dao Fruit, they would completely inherit everything belonging to the tribute."
"This is bad news for me," I said gravely. "I possess the Martial Dao Classic and have studied all kinds of texts—the Sword Pavilion, Wudang, Arched Eyebrows, and all cultivation methods from Yin Mountain are in my mind."
"The Martial Dao Classic has such power?" Everyone was shocked by my words.
"What's worse is that my Golden Core is a once-in-a-millennium Perfect Golden Core; it must have already been claimed by Yang Long."
"Are you serious? You can't be boasting," the crowd expressed their disbelief.
The White-Haired Elder said, "I believe this child. There's no need to deceive us at such a time. Child, what do you wish to do?"
I forced a bitter smile and replied, "Not only do I possess a Perfect Golden Core, but I also have the Book of Life and Death, the Martial Dao Classic, and the Taoist Sacred Artifact Zhou Compass. The Perfect Golden Core has already been extracted. I have no chance of survival left. They cannot obtain the Martial Dao Classic as it recognizes me as its master, but they will get the Book of Life and Death and the Zhou Compass. Once I die, the Qi Sea will dissipate, and the Book of Life and Death will naturally vanish. I ask you all to give me a resolution."
"We cannot do that. You are bound by the Binding Immortal Rope, and we are all shackled by treasures that absorb Dao Qi. Dao Qi cannot leave your body; we cannot kill anyone, or we would have long escaped this cursed place," the elder explained.
As a Holy Body, I was impervious to blades and fire; even suicide was difficult for me.
Afterward, I conversed with others in the dungeon for quite some time, getting to know some seniors from various families until the dungeon door burst open, and a group led by Yang Xuanzong rushed in.
The Nine Elders surrounded me with skull-headed artifacts in hand, chanting Yinwen, causing me to sweat profusely.
"The Yang Family is truly depraved for fame and power. Such a favored child must be transferred to a useless one," the elder remarked.
Yang Long, standing behind Yang Xuanzong, cast a cold glance at the elder and said, "Sixth Grandpa, I spared you because your grandson is ranked first among the Top Ten Offerings. Now take back your words."
The elder retorted, "A useless person is still a useless person. Stealing someone else's achievements—what good does it do to obtain Yang Hao's Perfect Golden Core? In the end, it is not yours; it’s all about karma. You will reap what you sow."
"Long, don't pay him any mind," Li Chang'an turned to Yang Long and said.
Yang Long nodded, his eyes glinting with resentment.
At that moment, I was surrounded by swirling Yinwen. As it entered my body, it gnawed at my bones and soul, causing my body to convulse in pain. The inscriptions of the Book of Life and Death gradually emerged on my skin; these words were summoned by Yinwen and were completely uncontrollable.
"Take the book!" Yang Xuanzong commanded.
An elder stepped forward and punched into my chest cavity. I let out a scream as black light surged forth. The elder was immediately blasted away, crashing through the dungeon wall, his bones shattered into powder; he struggled twice before dying.
The crowd was filled with dread as Yang Xuanzong frowned and said, "Is the resistance of the Book of Life and Death really this strong?"
"It's not that the Book of Life and Death is resisting strongly, but rather that Yang Sanqian's seal is extraordinary. He must have sealed the Book of Life and Death with something remarkable. I just calculated a divination, and the way to break it lies in the eyes of As the saying goes." From the crowd emerged an old man cloaked in black robes, completely shrouded in dark energy, making his face indistinguishable.
"Who is As the saying goes?" Yang Xuanzong asked.
Li Chang'an replied, "As the saying goes is someone close to Yang Sanqian. His master, Chang Xi, was once the foremost master of formations in the Daoist Sect. Back when Yang Sanqian sealed the Book of Life and Death within Yang Hao, it should be related to As the saying goes. It seems his eyes also became murky around that time."
"I see. Second brother, you should go personally and bring As the saying goes here," Yang Xuanzong instructed.
"No need," the old man in black said. "With Yang Sanqian and his wife protecting As the saying goes, you won't be able to capture him. Announce that in seven days, there will be a grand assembly for the Book of Life and Death at Wuzhang Rock on Mount Hua. Everyone will show up then, including Old Man."
"If my guess is correct, you must be Old Scholar," I said to the old man in black. "No wonder I've felt like I've been under surveillance by someone from the Yang Family during this time. Despite my Futu Ridge family serving you like a deity for generations, don't think that your Divination Technique makes you omnipotent. Human calculations are not as good as divine calculations; we'll see!"
The old man in black looked at me and let out a chilling laugh before his figure blurred and gradually disappeared.
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