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In the night, my Nascent Soul suddenly opened its eyes, feeling a sense of aversion towards the newly appeared Remnant Souls in the Qi Sea. It wanted to expel the Ghost Elder's Remnant Soul, but I quickly conveyed my thoughts, and the Nascent Soul closed its eyes again, choosing to ignore it.
The Nascent Soul can only maintain basic cognitive judgment while the cultivator's physical body and consciousness are still intact. It is particularly resistant to foreign entities that attack the physical body. Moreover, the Ghost Elder had studied the secrets of Yin and Yang for many years and spent a long time in the Underworld, which made my Nascent Soul develop a certain level of resistance.
"Ghost Elder, hold on," I urged as I rode on Qiongqi, flying towards Jiangnan while occasionally glancing back.
After a while, I finally arrived at the large courtyard in Jiangnan. The collapsed courtyard wall had been repaired, and upon hearing my arrival, everyone rushed out from within. Seeing the large patches of blood on me, they quickly helped me down. Yang Sanqian frowned and asked, "Hao, how did you get hurt like this?"
I replied, "I encountered the Old Scholar."
"And what about the Ghost Elder?" Yang Sanqian inquired.
I paused and recounted what had happened at Yin Mountain. After listening, everyone fell silent. Huzi said, "Let's help Haozi inside to heal."
Once inside, I activated Renewal of Withered Trees. After an hour, my injuries had greatly improved, and the damaged nerves in my brain had also healed. I pushed open the door and stepped back into the courtyard where everyone was waiting; Jiyao was also being supported outside. As the Yaochi Saintess, Jiyao naturally knew the Yaochi's cultivation method Renewal of Withered Trees, and her injuries were already much better.
Jiyao approached me and asked with concern, "Hao, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Mother." I helped Jiyao sit down by the stone table and then turned to everyone. "It seems that the Yang Family is trying to offer a furnace for one of Old Scholar's avatars to preserve it for a long time. I don't know why such evil methods exist; in any case, if we see Ghost Elder again, it will no longer be him."
Yang Sanqian said, "Once one reaches the Tribulation Realm, anything is possible. An avatar can remain for a long time without disappearing; over time it may develop its own consciousness. Many years ago, Old Scholar was already attempting to cultivate Shadow Clone Technique. If I'm not mistaken, it should be something recorded in the Yang Family's texts."
Sky Master added, "According to what Hai Kong and Benefactor Yang Hao said, the Yang Family now wants to cultivate experts above Mahayana Realm. If they find one more person, that would make five Mahayana Realm experts; could they be aiming to seize the Book of Life and Death?"
"No." A weak voice came from my abdomen. "The Yang Family may already have other experts. Yang Hao, release my Remnant Soul."
I performed a secret technique to release a strand of Ghost Elder's Remnant Soul from the Qi Sea. Yang Sanqian's eyes turned red as he called out Ghost Elder's name.
"Skill is lacking, and I've embarrassed the Divine Hero. Fortunately, Yang Hao knows many secret techniques, allowing my Remnant Soul to be nurtured within him as my Soul dissipates. Otherwise, I might not have had the chance to see you all one last time," said the Ghost Elder.
Jiyao stood up and addressed the Ghost Elder, "Thank you for saving me that day."
"The Saintess is too kind. I have known the Divine Hero for many years; he is my only confidant in life. It is my honor to save your life," replied the Ghost Elder.
I turned to Huzi and asked, "Why hasn't Wu returned yet after all this time?"
Haikong said, "I have already used secret methods to notify the disciples of Leiyin Temple to urge Master Wu to come quickly. He must be hurrying here under the stars right now."
Yang Sanqian looked at the Ghost Elder's Remnant Soul and asked, "What did you mean when you said there are other experts from the Yang Family?"
The Ghost Elder replied, "Divine Hero, as a member of the Yang Family, do you know if there are other old monsters still alive in the Yang Family?"
Yang Sanqian shook his head and said, "I've never heard of any. Besides Old Scholar Yang Kaishan, who is over a hundred and forty years old, and Yang Xuanzong and Li Chang'an, who are nearly a hundred years old, are there really other experts?"
The Ghost Elder nodded and said, "Yes, besides Old Scholar's avatar, there are two other experts whose power is at least above mine. They wear masks and are hidden in the forbidden area behind Yin Mountain; they might be the Guardians of Yin Mountain."
Yang Sanqian responded, "The forbidden area behind the mountain is where Old Scholar retreats. I have been there with him before; aside from him, there was no one else, nor have I ever heard of any Guardians."
The Ghost Elder continued, "Regardless of their identities, even without those two, the Yang Family is not something any sect can deal with. Old Scholar has lived in seclusion for many years; he has researched ghost techniques and the path to immortality throughout his life. No one can guess what he has discovered. However, once someone from the Yang Family obtains the Book of Life and Death, the consequences will be severe. Divine Hero, have you considered uniting various sects to jointly deal with the Yang Family?"
Yang Sanqian replied, "The Daoist Sect's various factions are like a scattered sand pile. The Yang Family has not taken action for now; Serpent Cult fears chaos; Sword Pavilion is stubbornly independent; Wudang has been destroyed; Arched Eyebrows is weak; and other sects have dwindling talents with no extra strength to spare. If the Yang Family goes to great lengths just to obtain the Book of Life and Death to eliminate everyone, our most important task right now is to find Miao Guanyin and warn her in advance."
I added, "Senior Miao Guanyin is with Zhou Manman. Her power is so high that she can evade detection; even Old Scholar cannot pinpoint her location. However, there is one person who understands Divination Technique well enough to divine their whereabouts through Zhou Manman."
"Is there still someone who understands the Divination Technique?" Ghost Elder asked, puzzled.
I nodded and replied, "Guo Daozhen."
"Hao, do you know where Guo Daozhen lives?" Yang Sanqian inquired.
"I do. He and his son are currently living in a countryside area. I'll set off early tomorrow morning to find Guo Daozhen and ask for his help," I said.
Yang Sanqian nodded. After that, we discussed for a long time. The Buddhist Sect's Cultivation Method has a significant nourishing effect on souls, so Haikong used Buddhist techniques to nurture Ghost Elder's Remnant Soul, preventing it from dissipating at any moment.
Humans have Three Souls and Seven Spirits. Ghost Elder's Dao Body was shattered by Old Scholar's Transcendent Hand, which contained the power of thunder. I only managed to gather one of the souls using secret methods, but it wouldn't last long; it would soon be consumed by the Yang Qi of the mortal realm. I knew Ghost Elder wanted to see his beloved Wu one last time.
The next morning, a voice called out from outside the door.
"Wu is back! Open the door!" Wu shouted cheerfully.
After a while, everyone came out of the house, and I stepped into the courtyard, looking at the exuberant Wudao. "Wu, didn't you receive any messages from Leiyin Temple yesterday?"
"No, I just finished refining the Mountain Spirit and headed straight here. You know those monks are no fun at all; I'm someone who can't live without meat! On my way here, I even helped a village catch a troublesome wandering ghost," Wu said awkwardly as he glanced at Haikong and Douding stepping out of the house. "Sky Master is here too; it's not that I have anything against your Leiyin Temple."
"Wu, let me tell you something," I said.
Everyone turned to look at Wu, who was still brimming with excitement. His power had increased dramatically, making it hard for him to hide his exhilaration. "I'm now a powerful figure in the Dao Fruit Realm! Haozi, you're like my own father! I thought it would take me another ten or eight years to reach the Dao Fruit Realm. Let me tell you secretly—I actually comprehended a Divine Ability!"
Wu Zheng noticed something was off with everyone and asked with a slightly softened tone, "What's going on? You all look like you've seen a ghost."
“Beloved Disciple, come in. I have something to say to you.” A weak voice came from within the room.
Five's expression shifted from cheerful to one of confusion, resembling a child who had been scorned. His eyes darted around, observing the expressions of those present, his face growing paler by the moment.
He placed his hand on the door. “Old Immortal, what are you up to?”
“Ghost Elder: Beloved Disciple, come here and let me take a good look at you.”
Five pushed the door open and saw the faint golden glow emanating from the shadowy figure of Ghost Elder's Remnant Soul inside the room. After a night, much of Ghost Elder's Remnant Soul had already dissipated.
Looking at Ghost Elder, Five asked with a pale face, “Are you here to play tricks again?”
“Five, being able to see you one last time before I go brings me great satisfaction. Your cultivation has reached the Dao Fruit Realm. Now, I will pass on the position of the master of Yin Yang View to you. From this day forth, you are the seventeenth master of Yin Yang View, and I bestow upon you the Yin-Yang Sword.”
Five replied blankly, “I've secretly learned the Yin-Yang Sword long ago; it’s just that my realm wasn’t sufficient to wield it.”
“You're quite mischievous. Having it right in front of you is tantamount to wasting your cultivation!” Ghost Elder said sternly.
Wudao interjected, “Old Immortal, stop playing around. You really scared me. Last time you pretended to be dead, and if you do this again, I won’t pay attention to you anymore.”
Outside the door, Huzi said, “Five, Ghost Elder was…”
“I didn’t ask you!” Five howled, his eyes turning red.
I looked at Huzi and shook my head.
"Five," the Ghost Elder said, "it's been four years since I last gave you your New Year's money. You’ve grown up now, and I regret not being able to see you marry and have children."
Five clenched his fists, stubbornly glancing to the side without saying a word. The Ghost Elder continued, "You once asked me why I only took you as my disciple. I don’t really know. Perhaps it’s because I thought you were already enough trouble on your own. What kind of master needs to take care of a disciple who can’t even manage by himself?"
"There was also a time when your Daoist Sect was in such disarray that I should have taken on another disciple. If you had died, at least the Yin Yang View would still have an heir. But now, that’s no longer a concern for me because I’ll be the one to go first. I suggest you only take one disciple in the future, and make sure they are obedient and capable of taking care of things—preferably someone who can cook."
"In the Daoist World, nine out of ten are lonely. Take good care of yourself and try not to bully others."
"And by the way, you really should lose some weight. It’s only been a few years, and you've gained so much."
"We had an agreement before: if one of us dies first, the other isn’t allowed to cry but must smile instead."
As the Ghost Elder spoke, he reached out to pat Five's head. Five's spirit was weak and swayed unsteadily, his face filled with sorrow as he looked at Wudao, who stubbornly turned away with trembling shoulders. "Don’t you have anything to say to your master?"
Five's jaw quivered as muffled sounds of grievance escaped his lips, tears streaming down his face. The Ghost Elder smiled gently and wiped away the tears on Five's cheeks. "Well then, I must be going. Please take care of yourself."
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