Chapter 81: Everyone Is the Protagonist of Their Own Life

Chapter 81: Everyone Is the Protagonist of Their Own Life

The young boy lifted his head, revealing a somewhat delicate and youthful face. His body tensed slightly as his dark eyes scanned the surroundings, finding nothing.

"Where’s the protagonist? Oh no, did something go wrong with my soul?" Xiao Yan felt uneasy, thinking he might have been hallucinating.

The idea of surviving a cliff jump and obtaining an unparalleled divine art, a fallen genius rising again, finding a holy artifact at a street stall, or a hint of a strong spirit within a ring or necklace—all of it was fake. Completely fake!

Xiao Yan gave a bitter smile and quietly returned to the back of the group, his lonely figure standing out. He then turned away, his heart heavy with disappointment.

Shao Hua was standing nearby, witnessing everything. She couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

Despite having seen the world, the young boy’s clear yet naive frustration still seemed rather amusing, stirring a vague sense of déjà vu deep within her memory.

She turned and asked, "Old Xiao, do you want a disciple?"

Xiao Zicheng’s heart skipped a beat. Oh no, could it be that the promising young talent he had his eye on was about to be taken away?

He glanced over to see who it was. Oh, it’s Lord Donghuang. No problem then.

Shao Hua saw right through his thoughts and shook her head helplessly. "Don’t worry, I’m not competing with you. Come, let’s go see that young lad."

She dismounted from her donkey and waved her hand lightly. It seemed like nothing had happened, but in reality, they had entered a different realm.

A technique that could transform the world!

The inner landscape isolated them from the vast universe, revealing a large city. There were only three people, a donkey, and a bewildered young boy.

"What’s wrong, young man? Have you started doubting whether you’re the protagonist of your own life?" Shao Hua suddenly appeared in front of the boy, repeating her words.

Without waiting for his response, she produced several books and waved them in front of him.

The Bagua Divine Art, the Divine Elephant Hellforce, the Five Emperors' Demon God Arts, the Nine Heavens Star Manual—what impressive titles!

"Wow, so powerful!" The boy was a bit dazed, but the book titles left him feeling a sense of awe.

Xiao Yan rubbed his hands, finally reacting, and asked nervously, "Can I also become the protagonist?"

"Of course. Everyone is the protagonist of their own life", Shao Hua affirmed, patting the boy’s young shoulder.

"Where there’s a will, there’s a way. I believe in you, young man!"

Xiao Yan touched his nose, feeling both flattered and excited. No one had ever said such things to him before.

Moreover, despite not being able to see her face clearly, he was certain she was as beautiful as a celestial being!

Beside them, Xiao Zicheng was also observing the boy, his eyes emitting a divine light that saw through all illusions. He looked at the boy with a hint of admiration.

"His dormant golden blood is undergoing the deepest form of bloodline atavism, absorbing most of his internal strength. Yet, he has still managed to cultivate a Divine Bridge. Not bad, not bad at all."

The lineage’s sacred blood was almost depleted, and the strongest among them was only a Quasi-Sage. Yet, this boy had achieved an extreme form of bloodline atavism.

Xiao Zicheng had already discerned that the boy was not a natural atavism but rather had a rare, extremely pure strand of sacred blood slowly awakening within him.

This also meant a problem: before his cultivation was complete, the boy would find it difficult to progress normally, as his internal strength was instinctively being used to fuel the bloodline’s awakening.

Though not a true first generation, if he continued to cultivate, he could certainly reach the peak and transform into a fully-fledged Saint Body.

"Come, apprentice yourself to me. I will impart to you the supreme secret techniques and divine arts", Xiao Zicheng said, standing with the air of a sage.

Xiao Yan: "???"

Where did you come from, Uncle?

If he had a choice, why would he choose a strange uncle over the celestial being standing beside him?

Unfortunately, the young man had no choice and was immediately taken aside by Xiao Zicheng to be forced into becoming his disciple.

Shao Hua could do little to help, but she offered a secret technique as compensation.

Of course, the most important thing was the Golden Radiance Path. She personally taught the young Xiao the refined version of the Golden Radiance Path, which she had painstakingly developed, making it no less effective than the Movement Secret for long journeys.

Ning Fei, seeing the situation, also revealed some secrets of the Koushan Sect to the young man, telling him that they would be a significant aid in his cultivation journey.

The trio's journey had just begun, but they were already down one member. Xiao Zicheng decided to stay behind to personally guide and teach the young man's cultivation.

Shao Hua specifically asked if the young man had any betrothed, and she was relieved to hear that he did not. However, she was surprised to learn that his childhood friend had entered the Yaochi Holy Land.

Upon arriving at the Koushan Sect, the first thing that caught their eyes was the massive statue of the founding ancestor. Shao Hua gave Ning Fei a sly look.

"Ancestor Chuanying?"

It was one thing for the previous one with the thick brows and big eyes, but you, with your clear and bright features, have quite a few thoughts in your head.

Aren't you afraid that one day the real person will show up and smash your statue?

There weren't many disciples within the Koushan Sect, and it was clear that Ning Fei's teachings emphasized quality over quantity.

Shao Hua stood in the sect's forbidden area, deep within what was once the Zishan Abyss, ignoring the undying traces of the Dao that Ning Fei had never fully cleared. She transformed the desolate land into a secret realm.

She left behind two scriptures and four combat techniques, even the complete Lin Character Secret.

As long as one could pass the trials, all of this could be obtained.

"I didn't think you would care about this place", Ning Fei said, surprised that Donghuang would specifically leave teachings here.

"Consider it a gift for the boy. I left even more in the Yaochi Holy Land, and besides, the Nine Secrets aren't my legacy. It doesn't matter if I leave a few more", Shao Hua said calmly.

She had left her complete legacy in the Yaochi Holy Land, two imperial scriptures were enough for the younger generations to study, and she even created a direct path to the Dao, the Supreme Yin Radiance Sutra, specifically for female cultivators with slightly lesser aptitude.

Of the Nine Secrets, she left the Movement Secret, the Zhe Character Secret, and half of the Formation Character Secret. Learning more about runes and formations was always useful.

Including the Thunderfire Six Calamities Method and the Purple Mansion Soul Cultivation that she had just left in the Koushan Sect, both had been passed down in the Yaochi Holy Land as well.

The former derived from the Lin Character Secret and the latter from the Qian Character Secret, both were highly effective for refining the body and cultivating the soul, and either one alone could establish a holy land.

It wasn't that Shao Hua was unwilling to leave more, but too much could be detrimental.

An imperial scripture already encompassed everything, and ordinary prodigies could hardly master a fraction of it. Overindulgence would only lead to harm.

Ning Fei also stayed in the Koushan Sect, taking on a new identity to reorganize the sect. He had left early, and over ten thousand years, the climate within the Koushan Sect had subtly changed.

Why were the elders and disciples, from the top to the bottom, all fond of concealing their cultivation levels?

At least he himself had once been on par with the supreme beings of the forbidden zones, capable of challenging the Great Emperors. If the world knew this, wouldn't his reputation be tarnished?

One was busy teaching disciples, the other was busy reforming the sect's culture, and neither was a task that could be accomplished in a year or two. Shao Hua didn't bother with them, her steps leading her uncontrollably to the Yaochi Holy Land.

How could she not care?

The main body of the Yaochi Holy Land had quietly relocated to the former imperial palace, leaving only a few ascetic cultivators in the old grounds. The world knew only one side of the story.

"Forgive my selfishness. Let this place become a memory."

A sigh echoed softly, and the old grounds of the Yaochi Holy Land underwent a transformation, forcing everyone to leave.

(End of Chapter)

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