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Hanno said, "It's not that I recognized them, but I remembered which book described these swords."
Li Wei Feng asked in confusion, "Which book?"
Hanno replied, "The Legend of Chu Liuxiang. When Chu Liuxiang was investigating the mastermind behind the assassin organization and the Left Mingzhu incident, Xue Yi Ren once took him into his sword chamber and introduced him to the Eight Directions Copper Sword and the Zhaodan Sword."
Edge recalled, "I remember Chu Liuxiang's response: 'In ancient times, during the reign of the Zhou dynasty, the famous rulers Taikang and Shaokang gathered renowned craftsmen to forge the Eight Directions Copper Sword over ten years!' He also said, 'Throughout history, great rulers have possessed famous swords. Shaokang forged the Eight Directions Copper Sword; Zhuanxu had a painted shadow that soared; Taijia had a sword named Wenguang; Wuding had a sword named Zhaodan... This sword is indeed Zhaodan, but its sword box has been decorated by later generations.' At that time, Xue Yi Ren praised Chu Liuxiang's keen eyesight repeatedly."
Li Wei Feng looked puzzled. "So this Porcelain Jar is actually connected to Xue Yi Ren's sword chamber?"
Hanno nodded. "It's very likely; we should light a candle for Xue Yi Ren!"
Li Wei Feng said, "I think we should light a candle for Chu Liuxiang."
"Indeed, in that world, only Chu Liuxiang could steal his beloved swords without alarming Xue Yi Ren." Hanno relished the thought but was unaware that in Chu Liuxiang's world, he would be unable to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. He was being pursued by Xue Yi Ren from Central Plains to the Western Regions and then overseas, leading to a series of dramatic events.
While martial artists might not fight as spectacularly as cultivators, there were still lessons to be learned. Li Wei Feng and Hanno watched intently while secretly intervening to protect those targeted by hidden hands, ensuring no one sustained serious injuries during the competition. After three rounds, ten individuals emerged as finalists ready to compete for the championship when Li Wei Feng and Hanno made their appearance.
Suddenly, two figures appeared out of thin air in mid-air. In this world where legends of immortals circulated, everyone immediately recognized Li Wei Feng and Hanno's identities.
"Immortals? Are even immortals here to snatch treasures?" a burly man blurted out without thinking.
The people around him quickly stepped back a few paces to distance themselves from this fool who had offended the "immortals."
Li Wei Feng and Hanno didn't bother with such a character. Li Wei Feng stated, "This Porcelain Jar is fated to belong to me. I won't take anything from you all for free. The only purpose of this Porcelain Jar is to retrieve swords from within. I will exchange these swords with you all; everyone on this mountain can receive a sword personally crafted by me."
A sword personally crafted by an immortal? It must be extraordinary; even if it couldn't compare to the swords obtained from the Porcelain Jar, it would surely be sharper than any other sword in the martial world today. Thus, no one uttered another word as they allowed Li Wei Feng to store the Porcelain Jar in his storage bag. Li Wei Feng then took out another storage bag and turned it upside down. Everyone watched as countless swords continuously emerged from a bag no larger than a palm, raining down like a shower of swords.
"There are a total of twenty thousand swords here; each of you can take one. The excess will be handled by the Abbot of Fahua Temple and Xuan Yang Zhen Ren."
The Abbot of Fahua Temple and Xuan Yang Zhen Ren exchanged wry smiles. They had thought they had rid themselves of the troublesome Porcelain Jar, only for this "immortal" to hand them another problem. Fortunately, these were just ordinary swords rather than treasures; their standing in the martial world would allow them to manage it.
"Causality concluded; I shall take my leave." With that, he and Hanno flew away from Shaoshi Mountain.
The crowd saw two streaks of silver light flash by before the immortals vanished without a trace. They couldn't help but exclaim in awe, causing news of their appearance to spread far and wide.
After leaving Shaoshi Mountain, the two did not return to the Xianyu Family but disguised themselves as ordinary people, beginning their journey through the Mortal Realm. During this time, they resolved several incidents of demon disturbances. Five years later, they had restored the intimacy they once shared in their original world. Hanno still had not regained her memories, yet she fell in love with Li Wei Feng all over again, just as intensely as before. After all, he was the man she had once loved; although she had forgotten him, that love had not vanished.
As the five-year period was coming to an end, they returned to the Xianyu Family to spend the last month together. After this, it would be difficult for Li Wei Feng and the Xianyu Family to meet again.
Xianyu Hai proved to be just as diligent as his uncle, Li Wei Feng. Although spiritual energy was scarce in the Mortal Realm, Xianyu Hai diligently cultivated with the spirit stones left to him by Li Wei Feng. In five years, he had reached the peak of the Qi Refinement Stage at level three; if he were in the cultivation world, he could have advanced to levels five or six.
On the morning before their departure, Hanno woke up and opened the door to find the courtyard covered in flowers. In the center of the yard was a heart shape made of red roses, and Li Wei Feng stood in the middle of it. Upon seeing Hanno open the door, he knelt on one knee and raised a box in his hand.
"My dear, marry me!" The direct and simple words struck a chord in Hanno's heart. Tears welled up in her eyes as she accepted the opened box, revealing a pair of rings embedded with exquisite spirit stones.
Hanno extended her hand to Li Wei Feng. "Put it on for me."
Li Wei Feng was overjoyed and hurriedly took out one ring and placed it on Hanno's left ring finger. Hanno then picked up the larger ring and placed it on Li Wei Feng's finger. Li Wei Feng immediately stood up from the ground and embraced Hanno tightly. "Wife!"
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Li Wei Feng and Hanno returned to their sect, where they held their long-overdue Core Formation Ceremony and Dual Cultivation Ceremony simultaneously after five years. Their happiness dazzled all the cultivators who came to congratulate them but brought great joy to their master and Cang Song Zhenren. From then on, they cultivated together and explored secret realms, rapidly increasing their cultivation levels. Finally, at ninety-nine years old, they both transcended tribulations and ascended together, leaving behind their legacy in the cultivation world...
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When Hanno opened her eyes, she felt a subtle tremor in modern society around her; aside from a few people, no one else seemed to notice. Hanno realized that she felt a golden core within her dantian, about the size of an egg.
"It's just a golden core!" Hanno felt a bit regretful; it wasn't a Nascent Soul.
At that same moment, Han Dad and Mom Han were diligently studying what their daughters called cultivation manuals when they suddenly felt a surge of warmth in their dantians. They both opened their eyes immediately.
"Old Han, do you feel that?" Mom Han asked Han Dad.
Han Dad nodded. "You felt it too."
Mom Han replied with a heavy affirmation: "That warmth inside my belly feels so nice; could it be what’s written about Inner Power?"
Han Dad said, "Why wouldn't it be? It seems our daughters have found something precious this time."
Mom Han nodded repeatedly, thinking of what she liked to watch, and asked Han Dad, "If we cultivate Inner Power, will we be able to rejuvenate like in the stories and stay young?"
Han Dad shot her a disdainful glance. "Do you think you're a Mountain Witch? Rejuvenating?"
Mom Han retorted, "What's wrong with that idea? Don't you ever fantasize about flying over rooftops?"
Han Dad replied, "I believe my fantasies can come true. With Inner Power, why wouldn't I be able to master lightness skills?"
Mom Han found herself at a loss for words.
At the same moment, several elderly men with graying beards looked up at the sky. "The Dao has changed!"
They were not gazing at the physical sky but rather at the void within a secret realm. This void was devoid of darkness, sun, or moon; it was always one color and one form. And in such a void, they feared they might never see it again. After thousands of years of energy consumption, the mystical realm could no longer sustain itself and would collapse in just a few years.
In Taoist tradition, there are thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed lands in the celestial realms. The Underworld Diagram Prologue states: "The Dao is fundamentally void; things arise from confusion; Qi originates from chaos and transforms into forms. Essence manifests mysteriously, establishing palaces in clear vistas; subtle qualities condense quietly, opening caverns in famous mountains... If one is sincere and diligent, then immortals can be contacted; if cultivation is achieved, then dragons and cranes will ascend in due time. As for the cave regions, high and low differ; true spirits are ranked differently." The Record of Blessed Lands also mentions: "Once heaven and earth were opened, clarity and turbidity were separated, merging into rivers and forming mountains; some align with celestial bodies above while others hide in caves below. All are governed by the great sage's true authority, resulting in spiritual palaces and jade towers. Some are formed by gathered Qi, condensing clouds into illusions; others are beautiful pools filled with emeralds at four corners; or pearl trees and jade forests scattered above. Where divine phoenixes are born and where rare steeds dwell... Whether traversed by the sun or bound by stars; containing winds and rains, harboring clouds and thunder—these are the pivots of earth and the axes of yin and yang." Though these texts may seem exaggerated, blessed lands indeed exist—not as common tourist spots like Mount Yuntai or Qingcheng Mountain but as worlds opened by immortals, what Taoism refers to as "immortal realms."
What Hanno did not know was that her world once truly had immortals during ancient times. Later on, as the earth shifted and Spiritual Energy dissipated, many immortals left Earth behind, leaving only a few secret realms for their disciples. These disciples could not ascend to immortality as they could not withstand the cosmic environment or the turbulence of time and space. Since then, both immortals and cultivators have vanished from Earth. Because these secret realms do not occupy the same space as Earth, the Dao believed that the path to immortality had been severed and self-corrected; from then on, people on Earth could no longer cultivate. If anyone from the secret realm came to Earth, they would also be suppressed by the Dao and become like ordinary people.
The secret realm had existed for thousands of years, but its sustaining energy was nearly depleted. The prominent figures inside had been worried for over a hundred years that after its collapse they would return to Earth only to become ordinary people under Dao suppression, thus severing their path to immortality. Little did they know that there had been a change in the Dao. When Hanno returned from the cultivation world, all these cultivators felt a glimmer of hope arriving. "The Great Dao has fifty branches; forty-nine derive from it," indicating that there still existed something that could escape!
With this glimmer of hope, even if the secret realm collapsed, they could return to Earth to survive and continue their legacy of immortality.
The elderly men simultaneously issued an order: "The earth has undergone great changes; we can emerge now."
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