Living in Yellow Maple Valley, I steadily cultivate immortality with a daily divination!

Chapter 212 The entire clan migrates, returning to the Yue Kingdom! The Demonic Marrow Diamond!

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I don't know how much time passed.

In the darkness ahead, something unusual finally appeared.

It was a chaotic area where light and shadow intertwined.

The milky white, pure spiritual energy and the pitch-black, viscous demonic energy were like two giant dragons, frantically intertwining, colliding, and annihilating each other, unleashing silent energy ripples that caused the surrounding space to subtly distort.

And at the center of that light and shadow.

A fragmented array of complex patterns, faintly glowing with spiritual light, was vaguely visible.

This is precisely the point at which the ancient formation was damaged!

"This is it!"

Lin Chuan's spirits lifted, and braving the raging energy turbulence, he forced his way closer to the array patterns.

Following the techniques taught by the elders of the Tai Zhen Sect, he quickly embedded several high-grade spirit stones into the groove in the center of the Spirit Stabilizing and Demon-Suppressing Plate, and then slapped the plate against the center of the damaged array pattern with his palm!

"Buzz—!"

The array plate shone brightly with silver light, and the ancient runes on it seemed to come alive, instantly resonating with the broken array patterns below.

The array plate adhered firmly to the array patterns, and the silver light spread rapidly, connecting the broken runes like a spider web.

Instantly, the originally violent and chaotic spiritual energy and demonic energy seemed to pause slightly and become a little more orderly. Although they were still entangled, the sense of being out of control, as if they were about to completely erupt at any moment, was greatly reduced.

"Success!" Lin Chuan felt a sense of relief.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that, deep within the cracks of the broken array, as the demonic energy was temporarily stabilized, there seemed to be several black, translucent crystals, about the size of a thumb, radiating pure, cold demonic energy, stuck there.

"This is... a magic marrow diamond?!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes.

This item is a rare and precious material formed from the essence of demonic energy accumulated over tens of thousands of years. It is a supreme treasure for refining top-tier demonic magical artifacts.

Even without cultivating demonic arts, its hardness and demonic-guiding properties make it incredibly useful when refined into certain special magical artifacts.

Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed at the air, his magic power transforming into an invisible hand that drew the demonic marrow diamonds into his pocket. This was an unexpected delight.

Just as he was about to leave, a thought struck him again, and he took out the slightly damaged green Ghost Banner, which he had obtained from an elder of the Yinluo Sect, from his storage bag.

This banner needs to absorb the demonic energy of Yin spirits to grow and repair itself. Although the demonic energy here is violent, it is purified after being filtered and transformed by the great array.

He infused a wisp of magic power into the Ghost Banner, and the small banner trembled slightly. The pained faces on the banner seemed to smell a delicious meal and began to wriggle.

Lin Chuan threw the small banner into the demonic energy in front of him.

"Waaah—"

The Ghost Banner moved without wind, quickly expanding to about ten feet in size. Its surface, like a bottomless pit, began to frantically devour the pure demonic energy around it!

The viscous demonic energy transformed into streams of black liquid that disappeared into the banner.

The minor damage on the banner surface, nourished by the demonic energy, was repaired and restored at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the spiritual light of the entire banner became more profound and solid.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Ghost Banner emitted a satisfied hum and automatically flew back into Lin Chuan's hand.

Although it will take some time for the Ghost Banner to fully recover its former power, most of the damage has been repaired, and it is full of spiritual energy, so its power will surely increase greatly.

"Walk!"

Having reaped a bountiful harvest, Lin Chuan did not linger and turned to fly upwards at breakneck speed.

The journey home was easy and familiar. Although the pressure remained, I felt much more relaxed.

"Splash!"

The sea broke open, and Lin Chuan's figure soared into the sky, landing steadily in front of the three anxiously waiting cultivators.

His face was slightly pale and he was breathing heavily, clearly having exhausted himself, but his eyes were bright and he seemed to be alright.

Almost simultaneously, the three of them also keenly noticed that the momentum of the huge vortex of spiritual energy below seemed to have slowed slightly.

It then began to slow down at a visible rate. Although it did not stop completely, it was much gentler and more orderly than the previous violent eruption!

"It's a success! The eruption of spiritual energy has slowed down!" Wei Wuyai exclaimed in delight.

"The formation has stabilized! That chilling sense of loss of control has disappeared!"

Master Zhiyang stroked his beard and laughed heartily.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you've worked hard! This is a great deed that will benefit Tiannan for generations to come!"

The old demon Hehuan looked at Lin Chuan with less scrutiny and more sincere praise and gratitude.

Repairing this formation prevented the eruption of demonic energy, thus saving Tiannan from a catastrophe that could have engulfed the entire cultivation world.

This is indeed a great act of merit.

"You flatter me, fellow Daoists. It was just my duty."

Lin Chuan regulated his breathing for a moment, calmed his aura, waved his hand, then looked at the Old Demon of Hehuan and smiled:

"Fellow Daoist Hehuan, I await good news regarding the Yue Kingdom. I need to return to Huangfeng Valley first to reorganize my forces and prepare for the relocation."

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Lin, my word is my bond. I will soon have someone handle the Ghost Spirit Sect's withdrawal and ensure that Yellow Maple Valley returns to Yue Kingdom smoothly!" The Old Demon of Joyful Union solemnly promised.

"In that case, I, Lin, will take my leave first." Lin Chuan cupped his hands in farewell to the three, then transformed into a streak of azure light and sped off towards the Yellow Maple Valley of the Northern Liang Kingdom.

After this incident...

The name Lin Chuan and the Yellow Maple Valley he represents will undoubtedly reach a new level in terms of status and influence in the cultivation world of Tiannan.

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Several months later, Lin Chuan returned to Huangfeng Valley in the Northern Liang Kingdom.

Inside the main hall of the main peak, Elder Linghu was troubled by several recent sect affairs. Upon seeing Lin Chuan return, his worried expression eased slightly: "Junior Brother is back. How did things go at the Boundless Sea?"

"Senior Brother Linghu, I have good news!" Lin Chuan walked over with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Oh? What good news?"

Linghu Laozu's spirits lifted.

Whatever his incredibly powerful junior brother calls "good news" must be extraordinary.

"Let the disciples prepare and pack their bags. We... are leaving the Northern Liang Kingdom." Lin Chuan's words carried a deeper meaning.

"Leave Beiliang?" Elder Linghu was taken aback, then his eyes flashed with disbelief, and his voice trembled slightly, "Junior brother, you mean... could it be..."

"good,"

Lin Chuan nodded with a smile, his voice firm and resolute. "We are going back to Yue Kingdom. And the entire Yue Kingdom. From now on, it will be the world of Huangfeng Valley! The three great cultivators of Tiannan—Wei Wuyai, Zhiyang Shangren, and Hehuan Laomo—have all personally agreed to this. The Ghost Spirit Sect will be leaving soon."

"The Kingdom of Yue! To occupy the Kingdom of Yue entirely!"

Linghu Laozu suddenly stood up from his seat, his aged body trembling slightly with excitement, and his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

More than a hundred years ago, the demonic forces invaded, and the Yue Kingdom fell. Huangfeng Valley and the other five sects were like stray dogs, forced to abandon their foundations built over thousands of years and flee north to the Northern Liang Kingdom in a panic.

Although they have gained a foothold, their sect's territory, resources, and influence have shrunk by more than ten times!

For over a century, returning to the Yue Kingdom and restoring his ancestral homeland has been his greatest obsession and regret.

"Junior brother... how did you manage to do that? To monopolize a country is a matter of great importance, yet three great cultivators actually agreed..."

Linghu Patriarch suppressed his excitement and asked the question that had been bothering him.

Although Yue is not the most prosperous and powerful country in the south, it has a vast territory and abundant resources, enough to support a large sect.

Although Huangfeng Valley now has two mid-Nascent Soul cultivators and Lin Chuan is even stronger than a late-Nascent Soul cultivator, its dominance of a nation still easily attracts envy.

"Don't worry, senior brother."

Lin Chuan spoke calmly, yet with absolute confidence, "During this trip to the Boundless Sea, I resolved a potential catastrophe in Tiannan, a feat of unparalleled merit. The three great cultivators have personally promised me this as my reward."

As for the Ghost Spirit Sect… since the fall of the Wang Tiansheng brothers, they are no longer what they once were, and the Old Demon Hehuan has tacitly accepted their withdrawal from the Yue Kingdom. With my current strength, I can monopolize the Yue Kingdom; who dares to disobey?

Looking into Lin Chuan's deep and calm eyes, and sensing the restrained yet vast aura within him, the last trace of doubt in Linghu's heart vanished.

Yes, my junior brother is no longer the Core Formation junior who needed my care back then.

He is a top expert who can slay the Divine Master Mulan, fight against ancient demons, repair ancient formations, and be treated as an equal by the three great cultivators!

With him in charge, Huangfeng Valley has a monopoly on Yue Kingdom, and who dares to easily make a fuss?

"Good! Good! Good!"

Linghu Patriarch exclaimed "Excellent!" three times, overjoyed, his eyes gleaming with a long-lost sense of pride and brilliance. "I'll go make preparations right away! I'll summon my disciples immediately and announce this!"

The following day, at the main peak square of Huangfeng Valley, the bell tolled nine times, its sound carrying for miles.

All cultivators in the valley, whether in seclusion or not, were urgently summoned.

A dozen or so Core Formation elders stood at the front, followed by more than six hundred Foundation Establishment stage deacons and managers, and then a dense crowd of more than three thousand Qi Refining stage disciples.

Everyone wore expressions of confusion and curiosity, wondering why the sect had suddenly struck the nine bells and made such a fuss.

Linghu Laozu and Lin Chuan stood side by side on the high platform.

Although the old patriarch Linghu was in poor health, he was still in good spirits today. His gaze swept over the faces below, especially those old faces who had followed him all the way from the Yue Kingdom after a hundred years of vicissitudes, and he was filled with emotion.

"Disciples of Yellow Maple Valley, heed my command!"

With the enhancement of his magical power, Linghu Laozu's voice resounded clearly and steadily throughout every corner of the square.

"I have summoned you all today to announce a momentous event concerning the enduring legacy of my Yellow Maple Valley!"

He paused, his eyes becoming even brighter: "Thanks to the great deeds of our sect's Supreme Elder, Fellow Daoist Lin Chuan, who turned the tide in the Boundless Sea and made unparalleled contributions, and with the joint promise of the three great cultivators of Tiannan, from this day forward, the territory of the Yue Kingdom, which originally belonged to the Demonic Ghost Spirit Sect, will once again be under the jurisdiction of my Huangfeng Valley!"

The Ghost Spirit Sect will withdraw soon, and half a month later, the entire Huangfeng Valley will migrate back to the former territory of Yue! From this day forward, Yue will be the gate of Huangfeng Valley, the foundation of Huangfeng Valley!

"boom--!"

It was like a thunderclap exploding in the crowd!

After a brief silence, the square erupted in a deafening roar of exclamations and jubilation!

Those Qi Refining disciples recruited in the Northern Liang Kingdom in recent decades didn't have much of a concept of the "Yue Kingdom." They were just shocked that their sect could occupy a country alone—what glory and a symbol of strength! They excitedly discussed it with their companions, their faces full of pride.

As for those Foundation Establishment stage "old disciples", especially the Core Formation elders, such as Lei Wanhe, Yu Chaohai, and the Murong brothers, after the initial shock, an indescribable complex emotion of bitterness, excitement, ecstasy, and triumph instantly broke down their defenses!

"The Yue Kingdom...are we...going back?"

Yu Chaohai's voice trembled, and his eyes instantly reddened.

He seemed to see again the familiar mountain gate of the Taiyue Mountains, the familiar market town, and the ever-receding outline of his homeland as he looked back during his hasty northward escape.

"Lin Laozu is mighty!" Lei Wanhe suddenly swung his fist, his tiger eyes filled with tears, and roared hoarsely.

"Lin Laozu is mighty!"

"Return to Yue! Return to Yue!"

More and more senior disciples realized what was happening, and their excited shouts echoed like rolling thunder, resounding through the sky.

Many of them have longed for their homeland for over a century and dreamed of one day fighting back.

Today, my dream has been realized in such a way, so suddenly and so gloriously!

All of this is thanks to the old patriarch Lin, who stood calmly on the high platform, his green robe flowing.

"quiet!"

Linghu Laozu raised his hand to suppress the sound, but his face still held an undisguised smile.

"From this moment forward, the entire clan shall cease all non-essential activities, take inventory of the storehouses, pack their belongings, and prepare for the relocation."

Elders and deacons of all branches must register all personnel and supplies under their jurisdiction to ensure an orderly and foolproof relocation!

"We will obey the ancestral decree!" The crowd responded in unison, their voices echoing through the sky, their faces beaming with excitement and enthusiasm.

For the next two weeks, the entire Yellow Maple Valley operated at high speed, like a precise and efficient machine.

The storehouses were inventoried, categorized, and packed; rare medicinal herbs from the herb garden were carefully transplanted into specially made jade boxes; the core array plate of the mountain-protecting formation was dismantled; the disciples were organizing their personal cave dwellings and belongings... A complex atmosphere of busyness, excitement, and a touch of sadness (farewell to Beiliang) permeated the air.

The half-month period passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the gates of Huangfeng Valley were opened wide.

The sky was filled with flying boats, multi-story ships, and various flying magical artifacts, almost blocking out the sunlight.

At the forefront was an ancient flying tower piloted by Lin Chuan and Ancestor Linghu. Behind them were more than a dozen large flying boats carrying the sect's treasury, inherited books, and spiritual vein cores. Further back were hundreds of flying magical artifacts of varying sizes, carrying thousands of disciples.

Like a vast flock of migrating birds, they rose into the sky in a grand procession, slowly heading towards the Yue Kingdom in the southeast.

Such a large-scale sect migration is extremely rare even in the cultivation world of Tiannan.

The countries along the way, whether within the Nine Kingdoms Alliance or other sects, were all alarmed. Countless divine senses probed from afar, and when they saw the bright maple leaf mark on the flag and sensed the two unfathomable Nascent Soul auras in the flying tower, they were all shocked and paled.

The cultivators were discussing it animatedly.

"It's Yellow Maple Valley! Are they planning to migrate their entire clan?"

"The direction is southeast... Could it be heading to the Yue Kingdom?!"

"After hearing about the Boundless Sea, the three great cultivators promised to annex the Yue Kingdom to Yellow Maple Valley... and it really is true!"

"Incredible! Lin Chuan has emerged from Yellow Maple Valley; he's truly soared to great heights!"

"To monopolize an entire country... this Yellow Maple Valley is likely to become another giant in the southern region!"