A few hours later, Huang Jiao was gone. Lu Yun’s guess had been correct.
These people, revived through Martial Dao Will, had long since become new lifeforms possessing most of the original person’s memories. This wasn’t a rebirth, merely a lingering will that refused to perish.
A person dead for several hundred years would seal their thoughts into a stone, a Talisman, or a sword, waiting for the day someone would find and touch it. Then, they would burrow into that person’s mind and live again through their body.
Therefore, the true Tiangong General from five hundred years ago had long since failed his breakthrough, his body and Dao obliterated.
The only reason he left a portion of his Martial Dao Will behind was for the Overseas Immortal Island.
After all, it manifested in the mortal world periodically, and Huang Jiao, being a Qi Refiner, had calculated the heavenly secrets to predict this exact time.
It wasn’t just Huang Jiao; the Lifeless Lotus Sect and others like them had also predicted that the Overseas Immortal Island would appear again in this era.
After failing their breakthrough attempts using the Dragon Vein Power the last time, none of them were resigned to their fate. They all wanted to make one last, desperate attempt.
According to Huang Jiao, the Dragon Vein’s power was even more nourishing than Immortal Flesh; it was the primordial power of heaven and earth.
It wasn’t something that grew from the ground or drifted in from the sea—it was the very source of heaven and earth itself.
In any case, the Overseas Immortal Island would appear again in a year, so Huang Jiao and his group had to depart from the Seeking Immortal River in the Kunlun Secret Realm.
The Kunlun Secret Realm is invisible to mortal eyes. Only after the Overseas Immortal Island manifests in the mortal world will the Secret Realm appear in the Daxia Capital, the place where all the world’s fortune converges.
And that place was just outside the northern suburbs of Yanjing City, in the Northern Wilderness Mountain Range.
The Seeking Immortal River flowed from the foot of the Kunlun Secret Realm, heading east through countless gorges and deep ravines before finally emptying into the sea to reach the Overseas Immortal Island.
Huang Jiao’s purpose in coming was to recruit Lu Yun. After all, he wasn’t the only chosen one of his era who was still alive.
There were also old monsters who had somehow survived since the Zulong Dynasty, numerous reclusive Ancient Martial Families, and capable experts from every walk of life. Each and every one of them was a peerless talent.
The expedition to the Overseas Immortal Island wasn’t something one could do alone, yet everyone wanted the Dragon Vein for themselves.
But Huang Jiao had been to the Overseas Immortal Island once before. He knew better than anyone that you couldn’t get in by yourself. The place was protected by numerous restrictive Arrays and guarded by Celestial and Earthly Spirits of unknown age.
Those beings were not something one person could handle. He had to find trustworthy people to join forces with.
"One year..." Lu Yun murmured. ’One year is enough time. The Dragon Vein’s power is far greater than that of Immortal Flesh, how could I possibly pass this up?’
’One’s descendants will have their own fortunes to make.’ For the sake of the great Dao of longevity, Lu Yun couldn’t stay cooped up at home forever.
He couldn’t protect his descendants forever, either. They had their own paths to walk.
Besides, ever since his breakthrough to Half-step Manifest Saint True Monarch, Lu Yun could now leave some protective measures for Jingteng and the others.
The power of a Manifest Saint True Monarch was what Huang Jiao called the power of the Divine Thought Golden Core, a product of Martial Dao Will fused with the power of heaven and earth.
This power could last for centuries; as long as its vessel remained intact, it would not dissipate.
It was simply too powerful, however, and ordinary materials could not serve as a proper vessel.
Ordinary iron tools and common jade couldn’t withstand this power; they would shatter if the power of the Divine Thought Golden Core was infused into them.
Thus, Lu Yun turned his attention to the Wisteria Spirit Staff from the Zulong Dynasty in his hand. It, on the other hand, seemed capable of containing the power of the Divine Thought Golden Core.
As Lu Yun squeezed the head of the staff slightly, a faint wisp of purple light seeped from his palm into its shaft.
Lu Yun planned to spend the entire next year constantly infusing his Divine Thought Power into the Wisteria Spirit Staff until it was completely saturated.
By the time he left Yun Port City, the power stored within the staff would be enough to last the Lu Family for a very long time.
The next day, Zhou Lie brought Jiang Haiwan and the others to the Lu Family residence.
Since the glass and walls of the villa were still being repaired, Lu Yun arranged to meet them in the main hall of the old family residence.
The moment Jiang Haiwan stepped into the main hall, he saw Lu Yun—a man who, like himself, had once been a Martial Champion Scholar during the Yin Dynasty.
He stopped in his tracks, and the people behind him followed suit. Each of them was filled with a mix of complex emotions.
Even Zhou Lie could feel that something was different about his master. He had the distinct impression that his master, sitting there, was like an Immortal, completely out of place in the mortal world.
It was an aura brimming with divinity, not the contrived air of an expert putting on a show.
"My honored guests, please don’t stand on ceremony. Be seated."
After Lu Yun spoke, Jiang Haiwan and the other titans who held immense power in Shun’an Province all obediently took their seats like well-behaved children.
The next moment, they cupped their fists in unison and declared, "We pay our respects to Lord Lu!"
Lu Yun gave a slight nod, then cut straight to the chase without beating around the bush.
"Yes, I am aware of the reason for your visit. If there are no other requests, we can begin now."
Jiang Haiwan and the others were overjoyed to hear this. They cupped their fists in unison once more and declared, "Our thanks to Lord Lu for making this possible!"
Just then, Bai Longfei walked in from outside. Ever since moving the Bai Family to a nearby property, he had been finding excuses to visit all the time.
Everyone in the Lu Family knew exactly why: Bai Longfei wanted to take Lu Yun as his master.
When he sensed that the hall was filled with Huajin masters, his face was a mask of confusion.
’What’s happening? Why are there so many Huajin masters here? And they’re all strangers.’

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