Chapter 449: Sun Demon

"Sun Demon?"

Lin Chuan had never heard that title. "Old Wanderer, it seems you now know who the source of the curse is, but unfortunately you cannot avenge it."

The Holy Ape lineage was toyed with by the opponent.

It proves that the Old Wanderer truly lacks the ability to take revenge; the Monkey might have that chance when it matures, but it's been too long.

"Lord Lin, I, the old one, apologize to you."

The Old Wanderer, filled with grief and anger, lowered his proud head, "There is something I should tell Lord Lin."

"Oh?"

Lin Chuan guessed something, "It seems the mastermind behind the scenes also has a connection with me?"

"Hmm."

The Old Wanderer nodded, "The operation to ambush Lord Lin this time was plotted by the mastermind; now it appears that many powerful members of the Demon Tribe have been controlled by him through various means."

"I see."

Lin Chuan didn't pay much attention.

Being targeted is too normal.

To him, they were just petty skirmishes; if they wanted to force him to reveal his trump card, a True Immortal would have to come.

The Old Wanderer was surprised by Lin Chuan's reaction; being targeted by such a mysterious great Demon yet remaining so calm?

Such an attitude is truly rare in the world.

"This Demon calls itself Yang; it is an extremely mysterious great power of the Demon Tribe, and even I have never seen its true form."

The Old Wanderer said, "It has aided many great clans among the Demons, earning the admiration of countless members of the Demon Tribe, who revere it as a great sage."

"It was also he who told me the method to lift the Five-Color Stone curse."

"Unexpectedly, he secretly meddled, scheming to harm my clan, attempting to control it; had we not met the Lord, my clan might have faced disaster."

The Old Wanderer felt only helpless.

Knowing who the enemy is, yet powerless to avenge.

"These tactics are formidable."

After hearing the Old Wanderer's description, Lin Chuan was also somewhat surprised; such a powerful Demon, from the ancient era, and he had actually heard its title?

Truly strange.

For the Sun Demon to achieve this, its power must be infinitely close to the Immortal Ascension Realm, perhaps not far behind even the legendary Chang Haoge.

Otherwise it could not hide so well.

For such a threat, if necessary, he would eliminate it.

Unknown dangerous factors could cause unforeseen deviations, and he would not allow that to happen.

Not to mention the opponent has already set his sights on him.

"Lord, I, the old one, have another unsolicited request."

The Old Wanderer realized the seriousness of the matter.

Lin Chuan nodded, "Speak."

The Old Wanderer said, "I wish my clan's little Monkey to stay by the Lord's side, otherwise it will surely be slaughtered by treacherous thieves."

The Sun Demon is so insidious and treacherous, its mind cruel.

It will inevitably strike at the Holy Ape clan in the future.

He cannot let the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion preserve the entire Holy Ape clan; he only seeks for a single sprout to survive, then disperse the rest, waiting for the little Monkey to grow, avenge, and revive the tribe.

"Alright."

Lin Chuan agreed.

"Thank you, Lord." The Old Wanderer clasped his hands, "I have no regrets left."

"Fine."

Lin Chuan nodded, "After you depart, I will take the little Monkey and protect its growth; you can be at ease."

The Old Wanderer felt countless reluctance in his heart, yet his actions were firm, "May I ask, Lord, what should I do?"

"Return the soul into the sword."

Lin Chuan drew the Sword of All Beings.

The Divine Sword hovered in the air, emitting a strong breath of life.

"Lord, you wish me to become the sword soul of this blade?" the Old Wanderer was startled; in previous battles, he had already sensed the sword's peculiarity.

Forging a sword with another's soul, shouldn't that be an act of killing?

Why is this sword so divine, lacking any killing aura, yet brimming with vigorous vitality?

"At the moment of death, I have one more question; please forgive me, Lord, what is your intention in forging this sword?" the Old Wanderer was very curious.

Just like every cultivator before who performed Return the soul into the sword...

Lin Chuan smiled, "This sword does not cut living beings, it only cuts Black Mist."

"Does not cut living beings, only cuts Black Mist?"

The Old Wanderer was shocked; the young image of the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion seemed to instantly rise, becoming radiant.

This enlightenment!

He vaguely guessed something in his heart.

The Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion is probably the reincarnation of some Immortal, right?

Hahaha.

The Old Wanderer laughed loudly, "I understand now."

He had been to the Black Mist battlefield, deeply knowing its horror, aware of how the Black Mist is a bizarre, hard-to-defeat existence that brings despair and offers no chance of victory.

The time he spent on the Black Mist Battlefield had a great impact on his state of mind.

In his early years, he was exceedingly arrogant, battling heaven and earth.

Even against peers of the Aspiring Immortal rank, he never felt inferior to anyone.

It wasn't until he went to the Black Mist Battlefield that he realized how insignificant he was, and his arrogant flame was extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

Only then did he become the relatively steady person he is now.

Some things can only be understood after experiencing them.

In the years that followed, he would always recall those days on the Black Mist Battlefield of the Star Ring Realm, and he would still often feel fear.

Let him try it again, the soul‑deep fear would not let him utter such words.

Do not cut living beings? Only cut the Black Mist.

What kind of resolve and how lofty a spirit must one hold to dare, in this world of chaotic order, to advance toward the ultimate goal from the very beginning?

Such a state of mind may be something he can never reach.

Precisely because of this, the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion could forge such Divine Swords, beyond the reach of Mortal Dust.

"I, the old man, admire you."

The old wanderer bowed deeply, his Immortal Soul projecting outward; at that moment his state of mind also transformed, seeming to gain a deeper connection with that Divine Sword.

No regrets.

In the end, the old wanderer returned his soul to the sword.

Lin Chuan could feel that the strength of the Sword of All Beings had been enhanced again, more markedly than ever before.

After all, it was an Aspiring Immortal who entered the sword.

The old wanderer had also once fought the Black Mist, his state of mind was different, and these were the reasons the Sword of All Beings grew stronger.

Lin Chuan left this jungle.

Soon after, cries echoed throughout the Ancient Forest, unending for a long time.

The Holy Monkey Clan thought their old ancestor had attained nirvana, losing the greatest pillar of the clan; surely the Holy Monkey Clan also received a message from the old wanderer.

From today onward, the Holy Monkey Clan must flee to every corner, becoming fugitives across the world.

Lin Chuan arrived before the Five-Colored Stone deep within the Ancient Forest.

His gaze fell on the little Monkey still sleeping inside the stone; the Five-Colored Stone contained many powers inherited from the ancestors of the Holy Monkey Clan,

which now have merged with the little Monkey.

Once the Monkey is born, it will likely possess extraordinary strength, beyond ordinary measurement.

"Come out."

Lin Chuan grasped the Sword of All Beings, slashed the Five-Colored Stone, and poured a thick breath of life into it.

Inside the stone, the little Monkey sensed the arrival of vitality and slowly opened its eyes.

Bang!

The Five-Colored Stone shattered in response, and the Monkey was born.

Immediately after, the fragments of the Five-Colored Stone re‑coalesced, eventually forming a mirror that hung over the little Monkey's chest.

"Shifu! Shifu!"

The little Monkey, upon being born, immediately spoke human words, moved nimbly, ran excitedly to Lin Chuan's side, leaping up and down, full of lively vigor.

As for why it called him Shifu, Lin Chuan guessed the reason—it must be due to the clan's inherited will, that being the old wanderer's final admonition.

The old wanderer still could not fully trust him; binding them with a master‑disciple relationship was needed for peace of mind.

What he did not know was…

This is destiny's design, and Lin Chuan will not ignore it.