The Sacred Ruins

In outer space, Yang Xuan could no longer sit still. In his eyes, this was something he had brought upon himself. He had created a counterfeit heaven’s chosen for no good reason and what’s worse, this person was trying to trick his clan sister.

Wouldn’t they become laughingstocks if this news was transmitted back to the resplendent sea of thriving stars and noticed by those evil friends and influential noble scions?

His entire body began to burn up as he paced through empty space—it made him restless just thinking about those people being amazed at first and then breaking into laughter. He felt extreme discomfort as if he were being pricked.

At this moment, his face was as dark as a pot. He paused in empty space and decided that he must find a way to contact his sister and have her finish that brat off!

Qing Lan saw that something wasn’t right and immediately issued a warning, "Yang Xuan, don’t get weird ideas. You and I have no way to interfere with the matters on earth. Even saints have no way to manifest there. After all, this place used to be ranked eleven in the entire cosmos! Back then, just how many emperors and Bodhisattva’s had fallen here? Each famed mountain is drenched in sage blood. Otherwise, the situation today would never have come to be!"

"This won’t do. I must utilize some methods. Even if I can’t interfere with this horrifying planet, I must send word to that saintess clan sister. Otherwise, she’ll be dragged into the abyss by that imposter. This is all my fault, so I must rectify it," said Yang Xuan.

His expression was fluctuating; he was worried that this clan sister of his would come to like this imposter and commit a grave strategic mistake. If the sect were to hear of this, it would threaten this saintess’ position.

The more powerful the holy land, the more intense the competition. Although this clan sister was fairly gifted and possessed great talents, it would impact her greatly if she were to fail miserably on this declined planet.

Even though there were live saints in their race, they wouldn’t necessarily want their descendants to become the saintess of another orthodoxy. They also wouldn’t want to see her fail.

"This won’t do. I won’t let you err again." Qing Lan shook his head and was determined to stop him. Otherwise, he might also be implicated, or even imprisoned, if this matter were discovered. He was originally sent here on a penal sentence.

Yang Xuan’s expression changed slightly.

Qing Lan suddenly spoke, "Eh?! What’s that? The secret treasure your clan sister has chosen looks quite familiar."

Mount Yandang. There was a lake atop its summit with abundant reeds and dense grass. Around it hung various types of spiritual falls and countless deep ponds. It was known as the number one mountain of the southeast and famed as the most wondrous scenery in the region.

Yang Shan brought out a bronze sword. It appeared quite simple and was covered in green patina. Additionally, the blade was fairly thick and almost seemed like a blunt truncheon.

Yang Xuan saw this and felt a mouthful of aged blood surge up. Wasn’t this the sword he had gifted that clan sister?

At this moment, he felt as if his heart were being scratched by a hundred claws as if 25 mice were running through this chest. His heart was trembling with discomfort and his entire being felt bad.

The scenery within the folded space on Mount Yandang was similarly beautiful. There were verdant pine forests and clear springs flowing over the rocks. Additionally, the misty energy radiance emerging from the saintess Yang Shan’s lithe figure painted the scene with a layer of holy splendor, causing it to become even more elegant.

Yang Lin jogged into the folded space, received the bronze sword, and brought it to Chu Feng.

It felt heavy in the hand and its weight alone had surpassed all other heavy armaments. It appeared simple and unadorned. Chu Feng tried peeling off the patina but to no avail.

He had a feeling that the sword possessed intriguing origins and was quite extraordinary.

When he stilled it with energy, the bronze sword droned loudly and erupted with dazzling radiance. It shot out far into the distance like a true dragon poised to tear through the skies.

"This sword can’t be considered superb, but it’s not bad either. It’s exceedingly sturdy and has experienced many battles throughout the long years without being damaged at all. It was once a treasured weapon of one who has shed his mortal body to walk the path of a saint."

Yang Shan introduced the weapon with a smile. Although she was wearing a veil, brilliant lights would flow around her body when she smiled. The blossoming divine lights became even more radiant and engulfed the entire mountainous woods.

Chu Feng smiled delightfully like a blooming flower and simply couldn’t close his mouth as he expressed his gratitude seriously. He felt that this was a true saintess—such generosity!

He glanced at the saintess’ figure and peeked at her bulging chest. Yes, she indeed possessed great aspirations.[1] No wonder she was so impressive in handling matters.

His stealthy glances were immediately noticed by Yang Shan. However, she proceeded to collect her glistening hair with a smile, her graceful demeanor moving one’s heart all the more.

"Let me remind brother Chu. You shouldn’t shoot random glances at saintesses and empresses from the other realms. Some elder sisters might hold a grudge."

After hearing this, Chu Feng’s expression immediately became firm and vowed, "I’m definitely not that kind of person. I most certainly will not do such a thing!"

Nearby, Yang Lin scowled. How can this Chu Feng be so bold as to say such righteous words when his eyes were almost glowing with evil light just now? This person was too shameless—the native’s chosen one was indeed "extraordinary".

One had to know that the divine suns and imperial descendants he had seen in the past were all impressive people. Some were as gentle as noblemen, some so imposing that they were poised to swallow the mountains and rivers while others were as brilliant as the noon sun. All of them were exceptionally outstanding and would be immediately discovered even if they were to stand amidst a sea of people.

In outer space, Yang Xuan saw Chu Feng smiling as brilliantly as the blooming flowers and his eyes even glowing with evil light as he shot inappropriate glances at this clan sister. He immediately ground his teet hand said, "I’ll slap you to death!"

Qing Lan said suspiciously, "I feel that bronze sword is quite familiar-looking. Didn’t you have one just like that in the past?"

"You’re mistaken!" Yang Xuan denied with a straight face.

But he was secretly sweating. What bad luck! How did the weapon he had so cherished in the past fall into the brat’s hands?

What had he done? He had accidentally forged a counterfeit and harmed his clan sister. Now the brat was going to snatch his weapon away?

On the ground, Yang Shan said gently, "Many people have studied this sword before and believe that it isn’t simple. Even a cousin of mine had studied it for many years while neglecting food and sleep but made no progress. I wasn’t able to discover any secrets either during its time with me. Hereafter, it’s yours."

In outer space, Qing Lan’s expression turned weird as he glanced at Yang Xuan. His meaning was obvious. "What have you to say now?"

Not only did Yang Xuan’s face turned dark, but there was even black mist flowing out of the top of his head. This was a complete darkening. He felt chest pain, blurry eyes, ringing ears and almost sustained an internal injury.

"I’m warning you. You’re not allowed to speak of this when we return!" Yang Xuan warned Qing Lan sternly. If this matter was spread, his heroic name would be thoroughly destroyed. This was a classic case of digging a hole to bury oneself.

He could already imagine the expressions and smiles of those noble ladies, aristocrats and the descendants of great sects as they discussed this matter. He probably wouldn’t be able to meet people for a long time.

Qing Lan smiled quite happily and teased deliberately. "What if that native really is the heaven’s chosen on? I think he resembles one."

Yang Xuan was startled after hearing this, but he soon shook his head. According to his speculations, it would be extremely difficult for a chosen one to appear among the natives of this declining star. It would be a rare miracle if one did appear.

But he glanced repeatedly and felt his heart burning with rage.

That brat’s smile is truly despicable—he stared fixedly at Yang Xuan’s clan sister while fiddling with the bronze sword. The latter truly wanted to dive down and slam the brat to death!

"This won’t do! I have to find a way to rectify this mistake even if I have to break the rules. I must warn her."

Yang Xuan stormed away and decided to interfere. He had to find a way to expose that imposter.

"You can’t!" Qing Lan’s expression sank. He didn’t want Yang Xuan acting recklessly and was prepared to stop him at all costs.

"Hee, hee..." It was at this time that an uncomfortable chuckle was heard from the dark cosmos. Following which, a lady with a well-endowed figure appeared. With her dark red hair, snowy white skin, phoenix eyes and bashful demeanor, she was simply an enchantress.

"Yang Xuan, are you going to commit a big blunder?" Her voice made one feel tingly all over.

"Hu Qingcheng of Andromeda, don’t label people randomly!" Yang Xuan’s expression changed.

Hu Qingcheng was clad in a black golden armor, but parts of her snowy white legs and lustrous arms were left uncovered, making for a stark contrast of colors. She possessed an otherworldly charm and temperament.

She said in a lazy manner, "Oh? I thought I just saw someone about to break the rules because his sister was being tricked. This will affect the descendants from other families."

"You..." Yang Xuan was speechless with anger. The thing he feared most had happened. It was quite possible the matter would soon be made known to all of his friends.

Although originating from different galaxies, they would still see each other from time to time. For instance, people of the same generation would get together for an exchange of pointers. They would compete against one another and also go to neighboring schools to further their studies.

If this enchantress ran her mouth, his name would definitely shake many vital stars.

That was because the identity of evolvers at their level was astonishing and all of them were from top-grade powers. Some were from noble clans, some were aristocrats and even Bodhisattva descendants.

Hu Qingcheng licked her red lips and said with a smile, "I’m quite interested in this little native. If he can leave this planet one day, I don’t mind going to receive him personally."

"Are you planning to seduce him?!" Yang Xuan was indignant. That was because this enchantress was too hateful. She had always enjoyed provoking other people’s emotions and mocking them.

"So what?" Hu Qingcheng didn’t care at all.

In the end, Yang Xuan compromised and said, "I’m willing to expend a fortune. I’ll gift you each a five-star battle beast. How’s that?!"

"Deal!"

"Deal!"

Hu Qingcheng and Qing Lan both nodded delightedly.

Afterwards, Yang Xuan prepared to break the rules by sending his clan sister a message and asking her to expose the imposter.

Chu Feng was smiling quite happily as he said goodbye to Yang Shang. He had profited greatly from this trip by building a relationship with a saintess from the outer realms. It would be fairly pleasant to cooperate with her in the future.

After parting with the saintess, Chu Feng left Mount Yandang.

It was at this time that a silver beam shot down towards him. Additionally, it seemed to be trying to display something with great difficulty.

"You again?!" Chu Feng halted his steps cautiously.

Soon, the silver light exploded together with a burst of blue and red radiance. The three colors mixed together and then disappeared.

In outer space, Yang Xuan had exhausted all of his strength and was completely drained. He turned towards Hu Qingcheng and said angrily, "You’re going back on your words!"

"I feel it’s best to be impartial." Hu Qingcheng’s smile was extremely sweet.

Qing Lan was at a loss about what to say, but in the end, he consoled Yang Xuan, saying, "Let it be Brother Yang Xuan, your sister possesses heavenly talents and a Yuan Radiance Divine Body. She won’t suffer a loss no matter who she goes up against. You don’t need to worry about her. I won’t take your five-star battle beast."

Mount Yandang. Yang Lin gazed at the disappearing phenomenon and mumbled with an astonished expression, "As expected of a heaven’s chosen one, he’s indeed quite impressive. Last time, he was only surging with a silver light, but this time, he was enveloped by three-colored divine radiance. Next time, he might be shooting out a five-colored divine glow. He’s indeed worthy of our saintess’ friendship."

Yang Shan gazed towards the direction in which Chu Feng had left with her profoundly spirited eyes.

In outer space, Yang Xuan was truly about to cough up blood. Half of it was due to his exhaustion, while the other half was due to anger! Damn your grandpa! He had inadvertently helped that brat once again, further cementing his position as the heaven’s chosen.

Was there any justice in the heavens?! He really wanted to wail out loud.

Chu Feng stared at the sky for a long while and felt suspicious. Was someone trying to scare him again? In the end, he cursed in a whisper, "Damn your sister!"

In outer space, Qing Lan and Hu Qingcheng glanced at each other speechlessly.

After hearing this, Yang Xuan was so furious that his fingers were trembling and his pores were spilling out dark mist.

"I really want to slap him to death!"

In the end, he decisively put down the dao crystallizations of the clairvoyant and clairaudient. He would find peace if he couldn’t see anything. He really couldn’t stand that brat anymore.

Hu Qingcheng laughed merrily as she mocked Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan said furiously, "Laugh all you want for now. Isn’t your sister still in the depths of the Mount Hua? She has also dispatched people to invite that brat to a meeting. You’re laughing at me now, but he’ll also trick your sister when the time comes!"

Hu Qingcheng’s charming laughter came to a grinding halt.

Yang Xuan also glanced at Qing Lan and said, "Your race also sent someone, right?"

The calm Qing Lan opened his mouth slightly. He was no longer calm!

On the ground, Chu Feng’s heart was full of delight. This time, he had reaped great profits on Mount Yandang. His ineffable identity as a heaven’s chosen had actually brought him so many benefits.

He decided to pretend to the end!

Since there were divine sons and fairies who were inviting him, why wouldn’t he go? Right, he could go and pay a visit to places like Mount Huang and Mount Hua to have good chat with those saint children and fairies. He only needed to wait for the benefits to roll in!

He suddenly felt that his life was almost perfect.

Chu Feng walked out of Mount Yandang in a leisurely manner and traveled due north. He was quite relaxed after making plans for himself—he would evolve quickly and raise his attainments in the field of domains. This was a rare opportunity.

He hadn’t even gone out of Zhejiang when someone came to find him. The person, claiming to be a messenger from an immortal island, invited him to attend a banquet out in the sea.

"What situation was this?" Chu Feng was suspicious. Had those from the Penglai Immortal Island changed their attitudes?

"I’m not from Penglai. I’m a messenger of the Fangzhan Immortal Island," the visitor corrected him.

Legends speak of three immortal islands in the sea. They were Penglai, Fangzhan, and Yingzhou, respectively.

Chu Feng was puzzled because he had never associated with people from the Fangzhan Immortal Island. Why did they have to invite him to a banquet?

This middle-aged messenger smiled and said with a smile, "It’s a happy occasion. Fangzhan Immortal Island is seeking a son-in-law for their youngest princess. Some major characters heard that you are a good candidate and thus wanted to give you a chance."

Chu Feng as dumbfounded. This had truly exceeded his expectations!

He pondered for a moment. Was this due to his identity as the heaven’s chosen?

However, this time, he wasn’t happy and instead felt horrified. Matters were developing more and more unexpectedly.

He was drenched in sweat and couldn’t help but glance at the sky. Would he be struck by lightning if this kept going on?!

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[1] The word has the "chest" in it.