Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

A deal was made, host and guest both delighted.

Of course, except for Yang Jie.

As the gathering dispersed, Lin Lang strode quickly over and whispered, "Sir, all parties have been notified. The sect will soon send someone to take Yang Jie back. As long as the evidence is solid, Yang Jie may keep his life, but he’s basically finished."

"If the Yang Family wishes to protect him, their old ancestor would have to appear in person and pay a certain price."

Just having the Yang Family’s Golden Immortal ancestor come forward would already be a hefty price.

For an insignificant Early Stage Celestial Immortal?

It would be utterly disgraceful.

Hearing this, Xu Yang gave a faint smile, "Well done."

"By the way, the Yang Family wouldn’t come here to snatch him, would they?"

Lin Lang paused, then chuckled, "Sir, rest assured. If the Yang Family dares storm this place to take someone, things would escalate far beyond this."

"These are Immortal Crystals from selling the Profound Pure Jade Bamboo—not much, but please don’t mind."

Xu Yang tossed Lin Lang a thousand second-tier Immortal Crystals, saying indifferently, "In the coming half year, I’ll still need a lot of help from you, Mr. Lin."

"Sir, this... Hiss, second-tier?"

Lin Lang had thought they were first-tier, not paying much attention, but when he got a look, he was instantly stunned.

He knew very well the value of six hundred stalks of Profound Pure Jade Bamboo.

Exchanged for second-tier Immortal Crystals, that’s just over ten thousand.

A thousand second-tier Immortal Crystals is by no means a small amount.

"Sir, shouldn’t these resources be turned in to the sect?" Lin Lang asked cautiously.

Xu Yang waved his hand, "The Sect Leader said, apart from the share turned in to the sect, the rest I control."

Hiss!

Lin Lang’s whole body shuddered; the look in his eyes towards Xu Yang changed drastically in an instant.

The resources nurtured by this treasure land—Four Spirits Immortal Mountain—were enough to make great clans like the Yang Family and the Ye Family covet and desire them, enough to supply nearly half a year’s resources for such a clan.

Leaving aside the portion handed over to the sect, the remainder was also a shocking sum.

Especially, many of the second-tier Immortal Elixirs and treasures were rare and precious.

And Xu Yang was given full control over them?

And it was the Sect Leader’s personal instructions.

At this moment, Lin Lang felt that the degree of attention paid to Xu Yang in the sect might already surpass even Yang Yuan.

"Thank you, my lord."

Lin Lang’s expression turned solemn and he bowed respectfully.

"Let’s head back."

The two left the town, heading straight for the Immortal Mountain.

Upon their return, Xu Yang asked Lin Lang to gather twenty Black Blood Flower Vines, then went into his chamber.

"As for Alchemy, undoubtedly the five families will be tempted, but there’s no rush for now."

Nine-Turn True Immortal Elixir traded for second-tier Immortal Crystals and Immortal Jade was a long-term plan.

If he came across any rare treasures, he couldn’t afford to be short on capital.

"The four volumes of Daluo Immortal Skill—now that Windfall Immortal Wilds has been mastered to entry level, further improvement will require not just time but rare insights."

For now, it would be difficult to advance greatly.

Four Spirits Immortal Mountain, oriented around water and wood.

"Water... Immortal Slaying Rain!"

A glimmer flashed in Xu Yang’s eyes. Though water and rain differed somewhat, they shared similar marvels—he could certainly begin by comprehending this one.

Comprehending and cultivating simultaneously.

These thoughts settled.

Xu Yang rose and walked out of his room, heading toward one of the Immortal Mountains.

Arriving at the cave at the foot of the mountain, Xu Yang went straight inside.

The cave was vast—its passage snaked downward, and deep within, it split into several branches, most of which ended at plots where water-aligned Immortal Elixirs were planted.

But one branch led to a cultivation treasure ground, saturated with formidable water-aligned Immortal Spirit Qi.

Xu Yang reached the end. Mist filled the cave, and on the stone walls hung crystalline droplets shining like pearls, gleaming brilliantly in the veiled mist.

Such a scene truly took Xu Yang by surprise.

He took a moment to sense it and found the water-aligned Immortal Spirit Qi here was thick and intense, invigorating his mind.

"Amazing, this place is even beyond what I’d expected."

"These water droplets could almost condense into Immortal Crystals."

Even the stone walls, infused year after year, now glowed with a jade-like luster.

The dense water mist in the cave was condensed from the purest Immortal Spirit Qi.

No wonder Four Spirits Immortal Mountain could foster Immortal Elixirs at such speed—there was a reason.

The Spirit Vein beneath the Immortal Mountain was indeed extraordinary.

Xu Yang’s face lit up, and he stepped forward to sit cross-legged in the center.

First, cultivation.

Wong!

The vast water mist suddenly surged, then turned into a series of rolling streams, which entered the body.

The empty Immortal Veins were instantly filled with pure Immortal Spirit Qi, cycling through one hundred and eight Immortal Veins, then pouring into the Immortal Foundation. After the foundation’s tempering, it became a trickle, coursing through all the bones and veins, circulating endlessly.

Water-aligned Immortal Spirit Qi was dense and cool, clearing the mind.

Xu Yang quickly calmed his spirit.

A long while passed.

Xu Yang opened his eyes and shook his head slightly. "The resources required for my cultivation are truly terrifying. Even placed within the sect, this would count as a top-level treasure land—cultivating in the Celestial Immortal Realm here is half the effort for twice the result."

"But my twelfth-grade Immortal Foundation is nothing but a bottomless pit!"

Still, Xu Yang knew not to rush in cultivation; slow and steady was needed.

While cultivating, he reviewed the four Daluo Immortal Skills.

After refreshing himself on all four, Windfall Immortal Wilds even yielded new insights and gains, an unexpected delight.

Finally,

He turned his inner gaze to Immortal Slaying Rain.

This Immortal Technique was much like Windfall Immortal Wilds—both were range-type, devastating Grand Techniques.

Of the four Immortal Skills, Thunder Mansion Frenzy was a combat technique, undisciplined by form or movement, focused on lightning intent—fierce and overbearing, cast at will, driven by one’s will.

Heart Monkey Intent Fire, on the other hand, was for Primordial Spirit attacks, the hardest of all.

Immortal Slaying Rain draws upon intent to blend worldly forces with one’s own immortal essence, forging a rain of spells—each droplet concealing deadly force.

The spell rain crosses the sky, infinite, boundless, engulfing all, slaughter without end.

Compared to Windfall Immortal Wilds, it lacked a measure of esoteric essence, but possessed a greater extremity of killing power.

"Windfall Immortal Wilds and Immortal Slaying Rain are both fearsomely powerful, with massive consumption, but with a twelfth-grade Immortal Foundation, that’s the least of my worries."

"Once I master them, switching between the two... marvelous."

"Time for a test."

Xu Yang took a deep breath, swiftly calmed his mind, and submerged himself in the mysteries of Immortal Slaying Rain to comprehend and sense its marvels.

The cave gradually descended into deathly stillness; only the mist’s faint rippling remained.

...

The Yang Family.

"Clan Leader, the eldest young master has returned."

"Yuan’Er is back? Excellent."

The Yang Family Clan Leader, Yang Tiance, saw his worry and gloom vanish at once, replaced by proud joy.

Yang Yuan stepped into the hall and bowed, "Father."

"Yuan’Er, you’re back at the right time. The family’s recent troubles have weighed heavily on me," Yang Tiance sighed.

Yang Yuan nodded slightly, "Father, I have already heard."

"Yang Jie has been taken into the Immortal Sect; and five other clans’ people have testified that he assaulted core disciples and wardens—an unforgivable crime."

"Yang Jie is finished."

Yang Tiance gripped his hand tightly, staring at Yang Yuan.

Yang Yuan sat down slowly and said, "Let him go."

"A fool. The price to protect him is too steep—not worth it."

"But what about Xu Yang? What’s his story?"

Not saving Yang Jie did not concern Yang Tiance, but Xu Yang was another matter—something felt off.

"Within the sect, the importance placed on him seems no less than on you."

A trace of shadow flickered in Yang Yuan’s eyes, as he silently nodded in agreement.

So it was true... Yang Tiance was aghast, "This..."

My son made it onto the Immortal Pride List.

"That fellow, his potential is impossible to estimate. He hasn’t reached the Immortal Pride List, but shouldn’t be underestimated."

"With him here, whether on Black Fire Immortal Mountain or in the future, should I join the Inner Sect—there’ll be no day for me to rise," Yang Yuan said through gritted teeth, each word deliberate.

Yang Tiance’s pupils contracted, shock surging within.

He had no doubt about Yang Yuan’s words; it was precisely because of that he couldn’t find peace.

Meeting Yang Yuan’s gaze, Yang Tiance’s eyes turned cold. "He must die!"