Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

After Yang Zhenyuan vented his anger, he slumped dejectedly into his chair.

The Yang Family cultivators before him stood frozen in terror, not daring to say a word.

"Did Xu Yang leave any message?"

"No."

The Yang Family cultivator shook his head.

"If Xu Yang wasn’t behind the scenes stirring things up, this would’ve been absolutely impossible." Yang Zhenyuan gnashed his teeth with hatred.

Slandering the Yang Family—well, it couldn’t exactly be called slander.

From the start, that ironclad evidence, the Recording Pearl, could only have been leaked by Xu Yang.

But now, the five major factions had joined forces.

The Yang Family stood alone and weak.

With the news already spreading everywhere, trying to change the current situation was basically hopeless.

At least for now, Yang Zhenyuan was at his wits’ end.

What could you do?

Clarify things?

The key was—would anyone believe you?

"Sir, the second young master, he..."

At the mention of Yang Xiao, Yang Zhenyuan’s rage surged again, the veins bulging on his forehead.

He could imagine, after the mess Yang Xiao made, how rotten the Yang Family’s reputation must be now.

Does he really think this is Black Fire Immortal Mountain?

That you can just bash everyone over the head with a club?

Tap tap~~

A string of footsteps suddenly approached from afar.

"Who’s there?"

Yang Zhenyuan’s face darkened as he raised his eyes, gaze sharp as blades.

No reply from outside, but as a figure strode in, Yang Zhenyuan and another cultivator’s pupils contracted; Yang Zhenyuan instinctively shot to his feet, both shocked and delighted.

"Young master, what brings you here?"

"Young master, your arrival is a godsend."

Yang Zhenyuan suddenly felt like he’d found a backbone to rely on.

Yang Yuan had arrived.

Yang Yuan was nothing like that useless Yang Xiao—his years of performance were there for all to see, and there wasn’t a single family affair he’d handled that anyone could criticize.

Everyone in the Yang Family admired Yang Yuan deeply, heart and soul.

With Yang Yuan around, maybe there was still a chance to fight back.

Even if there truly was no way, at least the blame wouldn’t fall squarely on Yang Zhenyuan’s shoulders.

Yang Yuan walked straight in, took a seat on the chair, and tapped his fingers lightly. "I’ve more or less gotten a full picture of what’s happening."

"Our family might be at a disadvantage for now, but it’s not a dead end."

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhenyuan’s eyes lit up. "Young master, how do we strike back?"

Yang Yuan narrowed his eyes. "The day before the trade event, I’ll step forward in person, using my status as both a prodigy on the Immortal Pride List and Black Fire Immortal Mountain core disciple to set the record straight. Also, we’ll lower the entry threshold for this Yang Family trade event."

"Other than that, I’ve brought with me five single-use Golden Immortal Talismans, personally crafted by Ancestor himself."

Hiss!

Yang Zhenyuan sucked in a breath, then his face broke into a wild grin.

Yang Yuan stepping onto the stage himself, clarifying things with such status, that would really put himself right out in the open and work miracles.

After all, if he was slapped in the face, it’d be the entire North State that would see him lose face.

No one would take such a huge risk doing something pointless.

This move would change everything at once.

Adding in the reduced entry threshold, as well as five single-use talismans forged at the Golden Immortal level to be put up as prizes for the treasure gambling round—this would be an unprecedented, massive temptation.

A full reversal in one strike!

"As expected of our young master—I was about to explode racking my brains for a way out." Yang Zhenyuan sincerely sighed.

"And Yang Xiao?" Yang Yuan suddenly asked.

Yang Zhenyuan’s face changed, forcing a bitter smile.

A moment later.

Yang Yuan’s expression had turned gloomy.

"Xu Yang!"

"I really did underestimate you."

But as for Yang Xiao being taken, Yang Yuan was actually quite helpless about it inside.

This could only be blamed on Yang Xiao’s own stupidity.

You were already given a way out, but still wouldn’t leave.

But still... he was his own little brother.

As long as he didn’t bring him back, the Yang Family’s honor would remain trampled outside for another day.

"You all don’t need to worry about this matter anymore."

"For the next couple of days, don’t make any moves; also, give the Treasure Pavilion’s staff a thorough cleansing. I don’t want to hear of any more idiotic blunders." Yang Yuan looked up, coldly fixing Yang Zhenyuan with his gaze.

Yang Zhenyuan’s heart skipped a beat, and he nodded emphatically.

...

Manor guard post.

"Senior Brother, all of these are...?"

Staring at Senior Brother pulling out bottle after treasure bottle, each one packed with vivid, suspicious-looking, single-eyed pills, Xu Yang’s eyelids twitched wildly.

He thought of Yi Que’s earlier warning. Senior Brother isn’t about to use me as a test subject, is he?

Even with a heaven-defying purified body, just looking at these was enough to make his scalp tingle.

Senior Brother grinned, "These are all my carefully prepared treasures."

"This one, Blast Flame Demon Insect Elixir. Once crushed, blazing flames will erupt and envelop your entire body; if you’re under attack, use this as a shield—should your opponent touch the fire, the tiny demon insects hidden inside will seize their chance to latch on, invade the body, gnaw at flesh and immortal essence, and even damage immortal veins; if your opponent catches on, the insects can just explode directly."

"Even someone at the Late Stage of Celestial Immortal would be at risk."

"And this, Thousand Shadows and Ten Thousand Poison Elixir—a single pill holds over a thousand dust-sized pellets, each carrying carefully curated poisons by yours truly. Once triggered, thousandfold shadows blot out the sky, toxic mist surges everywhere—just defending against the invasion would drain tons of immortal essence and concentration."

"This one, I’ve only come up with recently. It’s called Myriad Violet and Thousand Colors—don’t judge its size, the effect is shocking: inside are ten thousand subterranean fiends and Celestial Gang mystic rays, all condensed in lands of monstrosity and ferocity; add to that large amounts of Immortal Beast Essence Blood and Fierce Roar condensed within; once unleashed, mystic rays shroud the sky, beastly wildness crashes down, the world turns purple and red, senses blinded, sight and hearing cut off..."

Xu Yang stared blankly at Senior Brother pulling out that last pill—fist-sized, purple-red—and the muscles of his face spasmed uncontrollably.

Yet he still couldn’t help swallowing hard.

Good stuff.

Real treasures.

"These three can all threaten the Late Stage of Celestial Immortal."

"Even if you run into that Ice Blade fellow, just throw the lot—you’ll give him hell; if Old Second and I aren’t around and something goes wrong, at least you’ll have a fighting chance."

"Keep them safe."

Senior Brother shoved a handful of treasure bottles into Xu Yang’s arms.

Three types of elixirs, four of each kind.

"Thanks a bunch, Senior Brother."

Xu Yang’s face flushed with excitement.

Senior Brother’s the best.

This stuff is totally a set of doomsday weapons.

"By the way, Master and Old Second both say your Alchemy Dao talent’s insane, and apparently your body’s remarkable too. Just so happens, I came back from this trip with a batch of new things I’ve been researching."

Senior Brother flashed a big grin and pulled out a heap of multicolored Immortal Elixirs.

Xu Yang let his glance sweep over them, and his smile froze.

Dozens of Immortal Elixirs.

All second tier.

Yet most were suffused with a frightening aura, all kinds of weird colors—obviously poisons, or born of some dire, inauspicious land.

Gulp!

Xu Yang’s Adam’s apple bobbed, mouth dry, "S-Senior Brother, I, um, don’t think this is a good idea."

He really wanted to run.

But before he could, a big hand dropped steadily on his shoulder, firm and strong.

He looked up—into Senior Brother’s supremely kind eyes.

"Little junior, elixirs like the ones just now? I can make them anytime you want."

"If I end up developing even crazier stuff, in a life-and-death fight, the power could be unimaginable."

"Besides, how could Senior Brother harm you? I’ve already wrangled a bunch of Life-saving Elixirs from Master, you absolutely won’t die."

"This one, for example—the only problem is the pharmacology isn’t entirely balanced yet, but if I pull it off, heh, the effect will be even more ferocious than Myriad Violet and Thousand Colors!"

Senior Brother slowly withdrew his hand, set both hands behind his back, and winked at Xu Yang: "Little junior, just tell me—do you want these good things or not?"