Chapter 92: 【Sacred Body, the Era Has Changed!】

"Time is passing, and the ominous curse is growing stronger," Lin Xian sighed. "Sacred Body, the era has changed!"

Before the Desolate Era, the Sacred Body could still reach Great Completion, but after the Desolate Era, it fell into the status of a Desolate Waste Body, unable to even break through to the Four Extremities.

It was not that the people were useless, but that the curse had affected the entire universe.

It was the Supremes of the Forbidden Zones who forcibly interrupted the rise of the Sacred Body lineage; otherwise, with nine consecutive generations of invincible Supremes, and even a Sacred Body Heavenly Emperor like Wu Shi suppressing the world, it would have been a rhythm of the entire clan ascending together.

"Is this the true meaning of the Desolate Waste Body?"

Ye Fan only felt it was incomparably harsh. Throughout his cultivation journey, he had been called a waste body countless times, and his Dao heart had not fluctuated much.

Only now, upon converging with the lineage of the Source Heaven Master and having Lin Xian reveal a corner of the red-haired ominousness, did he understand the cruelty of the truth.

Heaven and Earth are unkind, treating all things as straw dogs. The Heavenly Dao has never possessed favoritism or affection; so-called likes and dislikes are merely the actions of the human way.

"A debtor is not worried about many debts, and a person with many lice does not itch," Lin Xian said meaningfully. "Even if you do not learn the Source Heaven Master's inheritance, as a Sacred Body, when you reach your later years, the ominousness will still come knocking."

"Rather than sitting and waiting for death, it is better to take up the Source Heaven Master's inheritance and combine strengths."

"The path to salvation lies within it."

Ye Fan felt a chill in his heart. He looked toward Zhang Zhiwei and pleaded, "Old Master, if I learn the Source Heaven Divine Art and become a Source Heaven Master, I will definitely protect the Zhang family lineage. If there are outstanding individuals in the Zhang family in the future, I will pass the inheritance on to them..."

"Little Immortal, you need not say more," Zhang Zhiwei said with a bitter smile. "This old man is not someone who cannot adapt. If the ominousness can be eradicated and the red hair severed, it is a good thing that brings blessings to the descendants of my Zhang family."

"It is just that the 'Source Heaven Book' has been lost for over a thousand years, and later generations have only learned the fur," Zhang Zhiwei said despondently. "It was lost in Purple Mountain."

"What!" Ye Fan was shocked. He had finally made up his mind to bear the karma and fight the red hair, only to have his pants down and be told the Source Heaven Book wasn't there.

Zhang Zhiwei sighed and recounted the past.

Purple Mountain was related to an Ancient Emperor. The Zhang family's first ancestor, that Source Heaven Master, warned his descendants not to blaspheme it, but to respect it, and it would bring blessings for ten thousand years.

However, a thousand years ago, an ancestor made a decision that went against the ancestors, entered Purple Mountain, and never came out again, and the "Source Heaven Book" was lost from then on.

"Ancient Emperor..." Ye Fan's heart surged with waves. Purple Mountain was actually related to an Emperor; he wondered which Emperor it was.

If he could obtain his Dao lineage and acquire an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon, then the Heavenly Jade Sacred Land would possess an indestructible foundation.

"I know that Emperor in Purple Mountain; his name is Wu Shi," Lin Xian said with a knowing smile. "He is an Emperor of the Sacred Body lineage."

"Ah..." Ye Fan was slightly stunned. "Holy Lord, hasn't the Sacred Body lineage never produced an Emperor?"

"The Queen Mother of the West and a Great Completion Sacred Body had a son," Lin Xian said. "I told you that a long time ago."

"It was in the Dragon Coffin." Ye Fan suddenly realized. Lin Xian had indeed said this sentence; the Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus had also become an Emperor.

"But... does the Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus count as the Sacred Body lineage?"

Ye Fan asked suspiciously, "Emperor Wu Shi shouldn't count as the Sacred Body lineage, right?"

Lin Xian said with a calm expression, "Go ask Emperor Wu Shi's father if Wu Shi is of the Sacred Body lineage, and then go ask Emperor Wu Shi if he feels he is of the Sacred Body lineage."

"Emperor Wu Shi is not a Sacred Body Emperor, but he is an Emperor of the Sacred Body lineage."

Who would dare to refute that? Wu Shi's father would directly slap them; if his own son wasn't Sacred Blood, could he be the seed of the neighbor, Old Wang?

If the rumor-monger didn't die, the Queen Mother of the West Tower and the Wu Shi Bell would fall down and beat them up together.

"A father is a father, and a son is a son." Zhang Zhiwei pondered for a long time and slowly said, "Even an Emperor has a father, right? Emperor Wu Shi couldn't have just popped out of a crack in a stone."

Such a simple truth, even a mortal like Zhang Zhiwei knew it; Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed.

Then, in the next second, he reacted instantly, a brilliant light seeming to bloom in his eyes, and he said with extreme excitement, "Holy Lord, since Emperor Wu Shi is of the Sacred Body lineage, then that is a real relative!"

Since he is of the Sacred Body lineage, and he is a Sacred Body, could he rely on his elder?

Lin Xian looked sideways, always feeling that this Ye Fan was a bit strange, and he didn't know who had led him astray.

"The Source Heaven Book is in Purple Mountain, and the Sacred Body Emperor is also in Purple Mountain."

Ye Fan sighed with emotion, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, Purple Mountain is fated with me."

Case closed; Ye Fan's appearance must have been led astray by Duan De.

Lin Xian muttered in his heart, then asked Zhang Zhiwei for advice on how to enter Purple Mountain.

Seeing that the two were in high spirits, looking like they were determined to rely on their elders, Zhang Zhiwei found it hard to persuade them further and only lent them the ancestral stone clothes, stone helmet, stone pendant, stone knife, and star disk.

The stone clothes, stone pendant, stone knife, and stone star disk were all carved from the old skin of Divine Source; they didn't look special, but they contained spirituality.

"Now, this is what you call professional," Lin Xian clicked his tongue twice, pointing at the many tools, and praised, "Still have to rely on the old Source Master."

Zhang Zhiwei urged, "If you encounter some unclean things, you can use these to avoid evil spirits. If you fall into a ghost mine, the star disk will help you find a way out."

Ye Fan felt a bit creeped out and muttered, "I say, Old Master, are you supporting me or scaring me?"

Zhang Zhiwei just shook his head, said nothing, returned to his room, and took out an axe to chop wood late at night.

Someone passed by and asked, "Fifth Master, what are you doing?"

"Sigh, making two coffins as cenotaphs," Zhang Zhiwei sighed.

The next day, when the few woke up and went to find Zhang Zhiwei to talk about the Source Heaven Book, they discovered that the old man had gotten up early and was worshipping Purple Mountain.

Ye Fan went up to greet him, but was surprised to find that the Purple Mountain they had excavated yesterday seemed to have been restored.

He asked Zhang Zhiwei and received a positive reply: this was a demon mountain that would repair and restore itself.

In an instant, Ye Fan was extremely excited and shouted, "Where is this a demon mountain? It is clearly a golden mountain that provides a constant stream of wealth."

In Zhang Zhiwei's shocked gaze, Ye Fan chiseled open the purple stone and began his journey of eating soil. Just like yesterday, there was still a trace of dragon Qi that could be refined.

Little by little, refining one catty of Source in a day, one hundred days would be one hundred catties of Source.

Ye Fan, who was crazy for lack of Source, turned into a rice bucket at this moment.

"Is this little immortal crazy?" Zhang Zhiwei muttered; he had lived his whole life and had never seen such a person.

"He is not crazy, just hungry for too long," Lin Xian looked at the vast Purple Mountain and sighed, "This is the foundation of my Heavenly Jade's sect."

"Relying on elders, relying on the young, relying on Imperial Weapons, relying on inheritance, even soil can be relied on."

"Purple Mountain, from the inside to the outside, is all treasure."

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned. Their ancestors had guarded this Purple Mountain for generations, only worshipping it. A thousand years ago, an ancestor wanted to develop it, but lost his life, and even the inheritance was lost.

How did Lin Xian's group come and develop so many uses for it?