Seeing the shocked expression on Jinshi’s face, Xiao Yan also felt uneasy; it seemed he might know something regarding the ancient clan.
“How come you suddenly mention the ancient tribe, Xiao Yan? Surely you are not having any conflicts with them?” Jinshi regained his composure after a while, saying anxiously. The Ancient Clan was certainly no Storm Hall; offending the Storm Hall, Xiao Yan might still live merrily, but offending this mysterious ancient clan—well, the consequences were dire.
Waving his hand slightly, Xiao Yan chuckled. “To begin with, I haven’t even met these ancients—how could I get into strife with them? I only wanted to find out something about them. Is there possibly news regarding them you could share, honored senior Jinshi?” Relief returned to Jinshi, who rubbed the sweat gathered on his forehead.
“If that be the situation then all’s well,” replied Jinshi with relief as he added cautiously, “Across all Zhongzhou, perhaps even the Hun Kingdom—the soul palace for humans, or alchemical spire, or the triad ancient families from the Bestiarchy, must still be wary of this enigmatic clan.”
Xiao Yan was indeed surprised—even though Xiaor’s background probably didn’t hold weakness, the mysterious might of the ancients still exceeded his wildest guess.
“Yet why have I never heard of this ancient tribe? Why does their presence seem absent from both the human and Bestiarchy powers? Perhaps, do they not belong to either?” puzzled Xiao Yan.
“Strictly speaking, they fall among humans,” explained Jinshi slowly,” However… they’ve persisted since antiquity, bearing the lineage rumored to link back to emperors—those mighty斗帝.”
“An Emperor line?” questioned Xiao Yan surprisedly.
“Legand dictates those achieving斗帝 would experience profound transformation, enabling blessings passed through bloodlines. Among ancient epochs numerous tribes bore this帝王blood, gifted in cultivation with some lucky ones attaining斗帝 skills via inheritance—notably rare though…” Jinshi nodded, reverence in every mentioning of ‘斗帝’, an awe for supreme might reigning celestial and worldly realms alike in past eras.”
Such ancient dynastic tribes maintained strict lineages, only ever engaging in mating with extraordinary elites to keep the bloodline uncontaminated.”
“Back then there were many who had斗帝 heritage. With passing time though, barely a remnant survives—an insurmountably formidable tribe: This mystic ancestral faction.”
“The ancients care little about grandstanding dominance, Their prowess however, remains unquestioned as home to numerous powerful champions. Traces across the Spirit Continent of such potent competitors are almost non-existent.”
Nodding slowly Xiao Yan now comprehenced why Xiaor warned reaching only斗宗 strength would be required to find her—an incredible revelation—the Hun Palace’s audacity being tempered by such fearful reverence. He imagined then—how monstrous must be such a clan’s might?
“Honored senior Jinshi do you happen to identify where resides the clan’s headquarters?” inquired Xiao Yan carefully once poised.
“Beyond Zhongzhou, Eastern lands are their realm mostly,” revealed Jinshi solemnly “With most factions large & small being mere dependants, seldom however they intervene, choosing secluded habitation within ‘the Gu Realm’ typically.”
“Gu Realm?” startled once again.
“Legand states any attaining斗圣 would ascend peak martial ranks of Mortal Worlds, becoming圣级 beyond the common comprehension possessing capability like conjurations from void to birth abodes,” Jinshi admired “This ‘Realm’ was shaped by ancients reaching圣级 through successive generations. After ages’ enhancements & expansions though unable to compare to whole Zhongzhou, it certainly would resemble no less then northern Zhongzhou’s scale, a secluded sanctuary belonging exclusively them. Thus common Zhongzhoun men barely acquaint with their hidden domain.”
Inhaled deeply, Xiao Yan was bewildered—crafting domains? Could mortal power wield wonders like this? Did圣truly possess such inconceivable might?
The thought sending shivers down his spine—he pictured hands capable of tearing space itself! Compared thusly—Emperor might, how unfathombly colossal then it should tower? The blood inheritance Jinshi alluded wasn’t as wild an imagine as it once seemed.
“How may one enter this fabled Realm however—honest opinion is, not one I have precise intelligence on; had Rat Clan numbers and resources not run abundant, never would knowledge of such magnitude even trickle down to humble self,” shaking wistfully. “Yet learning thus much was satisfactory already,” Xiao Yan reasoned—his mind set on the ancient challenge ahead; despite might as daunting as it was—whether peril of flaming infernos or blade-mountain gauntlets, there’s no way he’d hesitate.
“If not countless elders shelter that mysterious sect, perhaps fewer than their archenemy’s might dwell within—though he has transcended斗宗, probably still insignificant compared to their power.” That thought would hold him though not enough to become restraint—ambitions undetered.
“When I have finally freed master Yaolao, then it would be time I visited them! No matter how different their customs, they still walk as man.” Gritting his determination silently he refused to let dread obstruct destiny. “For Xiaor waited patiently, how else could I not make this effort. Failing would dishonor bonds deeply.”
“Prioritaze expelling Jinshi’s blaze curse soon, time for the Quad Pavilion Conference per MQH’s indication runs closely,” he calculated next,” Missing this chance—when again Wind Reverent remerges is unknown.”
Little expectant had Xiao Yan of Gold谷 efficiencies—he had been astoundingly swift—yet midafternoon not arrived fully before he found himself delivered the desired quantity.
Tucked halfway a crag’s bosom, in fog-bound stonework abodes—pervasive mists tinged with pungent medicine aroma mixed into humid vapours.
Within, stood sizable timber vat, brimming where Jinshi sat cross legged immersed up to his neck—the intolerable heat denied him reprieve of any斗气, forcing profuse sweat across his head. Nearby stood calmly as ever, Xiao Yan, emerald flame churning over his palm; entanged within danced multitudes herbal components; after moments, reduced it became: one red essence tear drop—flicked, into the bath splashed—turning bathwater red with bubbling froth dancing.
“Consume this elixir,” as Xiao Yan tossed into orbit the pill to hover before Jinshi’s face—he inhaled and swallowed instinctively.
The pill entered, spreading numbing icy tendrils throughout each inch of his internal organs and simultaneously, the red-hot liquid within started permeating insidiously into his body heat. In the dance between this cold & fiery force within – little beads of grey, rancid liquid dribbled dropwise from his pores.
“Haaa…!” Jinshi winced violently with every exuded bead—from his gritted jaws escaped pained hisses—clearly suffering immense distress.
Golden谷 anxiously watched Jinshi thrash pained.
“All in its course, bear patiently—respective discomforts resolve through perseverance,” assured casually; flicked a flame globule which joined others now alight beneath the tub.
Temperature escalated—Jinshi flushed red with breath burning outward as Gold谷’s hairs pricked sensing sheer proximity to perdition, but for proof toxin expelling successfully, otherwise suspicions he were roasting Jinshi alive would brew.
Amid the scorchers’ blaze more and more rancid excretions seeped. However琉璃莲心焰 kept ever incendiarily cleaning—maintaining potion potency. Eight agonized burning hours of such icy-furnace cleansing eventually exhausted before completion. Despite this aggressive expulsion, Jinshi’s toxic burdens proved deeply embedded and couldn’t vanish entirely yet.
“At pace maintaining progress—five more days clear away majority blaze plagues!” forecasted Xiao Yan as the bath ran dry. “Provided daily soaks into special solutions I craft here for two or more cycles monthly, finally expugn toxin completely over few seasonal moons.” Xiao Yan withdrew green fire while observing Jinshi’s now towel-cloaked ascent, “
Xialou thanked profusely—expressed gratitude eternally from Ratkin kin—”Find me at Mountain Tianmu whenever services required, Xiao Yan, for such relief of years lingering afflictions—never forgotten.”
Nod laughing, observing Jinshi’s newfound vivacity Xiao Yan’s hand absently grazed own chest—recalled own dire predicaments,魔毒斑, poison entwined in flesh years, although lacking encounter尊 yet, now possessing斗宗 resilience bolstering his inner struggle.
“Firm resolve now steeled—Perhaps now my斗宗 status allows containment of斑—unlock the斗气 of a hidden斗宗 within?” At thought a thrill surged—he’s long dreamt of absorbing this latent resource; if indeed possible the surge could catapult his strength.
Xiao Yan could delay deliberating much less—he’s eyed this poison scheme countless days already, ambitions unshakeable with heart ablaze.
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