Chapter 429: Fated Cause and Effect

"Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, we have arrived."

The old woman, carrying the youth Yan Beicheng, entered the hall again.

In just the past seven days, the old woman's life force has grown weaker, like a dying candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

The youth Yan Beicheng cried until he became a tear‑soaked person.

The old woman smiled calmly and said, "Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, does our agreement still hold?"

"Naturally."

Lin Chuan took out the Spirit Master General Canon he had completed, handed it to the old woman, and said, "Take a look."

"Thank you, Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion."

Yan Xiu cupped the ancient book with both hands.

She could sense that many new divine soul seals had been engraved on the Spirit Master General Canon, far exceeding those before.

The fire of hope burned fiercely in her heart.

She opened the book; the old woman glanced at it, her pupils widened, and she soon fell into deep shock.

She is the strongest of the Yuling Master Lineage in nearly a thousand years.

She knew the original contents of the Spirit Master General Canon like the back of her hand, yet even so, knowing the old technique contained flaws, she did not know how to amend it.

It was not until she saw the content derived by the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion that she suddenly understood.

So it can be done this way?

At this moment, Yan Xiu felt a sudden enlightenment, clearing the mist to see the light, and many previously incomprehensible points became clear.

What a pity!

It's a pity that her end is near! She is about to depart.

The future of the Yuling Master Lineage will be handed to the grandson Yan Beicheng.

Yan Beicheng's talent surpasses hers; he will surely revive the Yuling Master Lineage and reach an even higher pinnacle.

Without needing to finish reading, Yan Xiu already knew this ancient scripture would completely save the Yuling Master Lineage.

She closed the book, daring not to look further.

If she kept reading, she feared she would be unwilling to die.

But she had never thought of reneging.

In front of the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, she also had no room to renege.

Yan Xiu rose shakily, dropped her cane, her knees trembling, and fell to the ground to kneel, but Lin Chuan waved his hand and supported her with force,

"What are you doing?"

"Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, your kindness to our Yuling Master Lineage is beyond our repayment," Yan Xiu said, tears welling in her eyes.

"I already said, it's just a transaction."

Lin Chuan gestured, "You need not thank me; I'm merely doing what I promised you."

"Yes."

Yan Xiu no longer pressed the matter.

"Come with me."

Lin Chuan walked toward the inner hall.

Yan Xiu took a deep breath and handed the Spirit Master General Canon to the youth Yan Beicheng,

"Beicheng, Grandma is leaving."

"Remember our agreement; the mission you bear is our clan's destiny. Even if you are alone, you must press on properly."

"We will all be watching you from elsewhere."

"Until you cultivate the Way of the Spirit Master to an unprecedented pinnacle, at that moment you will certainly see us again."

Yan Xiu hunched her body, turned, and left.

Tears could no longer be held back.

The youth Yan Beicheng stared at her silhouette, sobbing uncontrollably, only able to call out "Grandma, Grandma," and eventually he fainted.

Arriving at the inner hall.

Yan Xiu, as if reflecting light, flushed considerably, bearing a resolve that welcomed death.

"Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, what should this old one do?"

"Merge into this sword."

Lin Chuan drew the Sword of All Beings.

"This sword… is rather strange."

Yan Xiu was surprised; within the sword she felt no killing intent, but instead a strong vitality.

Is this the true reason the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion exchanges souls?

Lin Chuan said lightly, "My sword, named Sword of All Beings, only cuts Black Mist, not living beings…"

He gave a brief explanation.

With each transaction, he makes everything clear to the client.

It is not to clear his own reputation, but to let the departing spirit understand what it is doing at the end.

"I see."

Yan Xiu suddenly realized, "Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, you must be the reincarnation of an Immortal, right?"

Yan Xiu's speculation matched the first sword soul on the Sword of All Beings, Wushan Tonglao Wu Zhaor, and in their view, only an Immortal could attain such insight.

Indeed, if he had not experienced the Darkness of future dream reincarnation, and had also cultivated the One‑Qi Transforming the Three Purities, Lin Chuan would not have done this.

Even with high talent, without the support of dream‑cultivation space, it would not work.

You want to forge the Sword of All Beings?

Then that's a dead end.

The Sword of All Beings has no killing power; it must be paired with a reverse‑heaven technique that manipulates Creation in order to have any combat effectiveness in the treacherous cultivation world.

Because of the accumulation of various factors, it is destined that no cultivator will walk this path.

Thus people like Wu Zhaor, Yan Xiu and others think Lin Chuan is the reincarnation of an Immortal who has witnessed the calamities of living beings.

"At the brink of death, I can still lend a hand to the living beings of Heaven and Earth; it is a great honor."

Yan Xiu laughed heartily, "I still hope the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion can look after my grandson; I would not regret it even after a hundred deaths."

"Fine."

Lin Chuan nodded, "Your grandson and I share some Karma; I will look after him to some extent."

"Hahaha! So it was destiny? Then I can go with peace of mind."

At that moment, Yan Xiu had no more regrets; his soul power grew ever purer and resolutely merged into the Sword of All Beings' embodiment of the myriad aspects of beings.

Lin Chuan withdrew the Sword of All Beings.

……

Three days later.

The youth Yan Beicheng awoke.

He said nothing, just sitting on the bed in a lost‑soul, despondent manner, his eyes hollow, his eye sockets pitch‑black, as if a specter had drained his essence.

No matter how Lin Chuan called him, there was no response.

"Your grandmother said the Spirit Clan's True Dragon Conference is about to commence; as the last heir of the Yuling Master Lineage, won't you attend?"

Lin Chuan replied lightly.

Yan Beicheng jolted sharply, and light finally sparked in his pupils.

"Grandmother… True Dragon Conference… the final glory of the Spirit Master."

"Yes."

"I cannot do this; I cannot betray my grandmother."

He sprang up from the bed, rushed outward, burst out of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, and soon vanished from sight.

Lin Chuan did not bother to attend to him.

A few days later.

Yan Beicheng returned, looking much healthier, his expression tinged with helplessness and resentment.

"Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, may I ask you for a favor?"

"You should know the rules of Myriad Symbol Pavilion," Lin Chuan said.

"I..."

Yan Beicheng clenched his fist, "Lord, grant me a certain period of time; after I finish what I must, I am willing to exchange with you."

"Just kidding."

Lin Chuan smiled, "I promised your grandmother to look after you a bit; you returned to ask about the Spirit Master General Canon, right?"

"Yes."

Yan Beicheng nodded, "I would like you to guide me in cultivating the Spirit Master General Canon; consider my life a debt to you, which I will repay later."

Regarding the matter of his grandmother Yan Xiu exchanging souls with the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, Yan Beicheng already harbored resentment.

But he soon understood.

It was his grandmother's choice, made for the Yuling Master Lineage, not a reason to blame the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion.

Especially after reading the Spirit Master General Canon, he was even more shocked.

Only then did he realize how terrifying the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion is; the revised Spirit Master General Canon, even at the pinnacle of the Yuling Master Lineage, is something that ancestors were willing to stake their lives on.

It is truly a flame that can rekindle the hope of the Yuling Master Lineage.