Qing Feng bowed to Dao Lord Zisu and urgently said, "The situation is critical now, it's not suitable to continue the inheritance. Please, Shibo, stop it."
But if the inheritance was interrupted now, Qin Yue might lose some of her divine powers.
However, if it wasn't interrupted, Qin Yue would explode and die. The choice was clear.
Dao Lord Zisu explained with a troubled expression, "The inheritance has already begun. Qin Yue's divine soul is connected to the stone statue. Forcibly interrupting it will damage her soul, potentially rendering her unable to cultivate forever, or even turning her into a living dead."
Normally, items on Ancient God Peak were considered to have only historical value. Who would have thought that a power of inheritance was hidden here?
"How could this be?" Qing Feng's face changed drastically, and he angrily questioned, "Since it's so dangerous, why did your Zhijian Peak place these things here? Didn't you consider that someone might break through their bottleneck and obtain an inheritance here?"
The Disciples of Purple Rock and Dragon Yang Lineages around also looked solemn, realizing that if they were in the same situation, the outcome might be equally tragic.
Those who hadn't accepted the inheritance felt fortunate at this moment, especially the Dragon Yang Lineage, who were visibly delighted. A genius Disciple being crippled due to an inheritance was an unexpected joy for them.
"These are all things from Ancient God Peak. We originally thought they were useless, just decorations, and never expected them to be awakened," Shen Ti explained for Dao Lord Zisu.
"This is called an 'accident'? The things from Ancient God Peak are relics from the previous era. If they were truly useless, the Sect would have discarded them long ago. Why would they be specially preserved? Your ignorance is understandable, but don't harm others," Qing Feng was furious.
Hearing Qing Feng insult the Disciples of Zhijian Peak in such a way, all the Disciples present were shocked.
In the Beast Taming Sect, for many years, no one dared to treat the Disciples of Zhijian Peak like this, especially in front of the Chief.
As an existence second only to the Sect Leader, the Chief of Zhijian represented the Sect's strongest combat power.
Qing Feng, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, dared to speak so directly and contradict him. It was like an ant trying to shake a giant tree. Even among orthodox sects, such behavior was extremely audacious.
Although he spoke the thoughts of many, especially those who encountered bottlenecks in their cultivation, they all felt that Zhijian Peak indeed had problems. But was all this truly just an "accident"?
You actually said, 'we' are the ones who will die? It sounds so easy.
For a moment, some were worried, some felt pleased, and even more were secretly happy.
"I will do my best to protect everyone's souls and minimize the damage." Dao Lord Zisu wasn't angry; instead, he became uncharacteristically humble.
He was a Sword Cultivator, not an Evil Cultivator. Right was right, wrong was wrong. This time, he was indeed wrong, and being reprimanded was only natural.
"No, Senior Sister loves to fight the most. If she loses the ability to cultivate, it's no different from killing her." Qing Feng's brows furrowed.
Although this inheritance was good, it was, after all, from ten thousand years ago and no longer suitable for the present. Looking at the pained Qin Yue within the Dharma Idol, Qing Feng adjusted his breathing, entered a state of 'unity with nature,' and focused on finding a solution.
Suddenly, he found a clue. This wasn't a record from the Beast Taming Sect, but rather from the Demon Sect's Chen Shanyu's inheritance—a method to seize another's inheritance.
By creating chaos through endless slaughter, and using the aura of blood and the power of resentment to set up a Blood Spirit Array, one could interfere with the original inheritor's divine sense, thereby achieving replacement.
However, there wasn't enough slaughter available at present, and setting up the array was also very complex.
However, this array was originally created by the Dao Sect.
The carefree lineage of the Dao Sect obtained it through their powerful talent. If a descendant's talent was even stronger, they could take its place without additional preparation.
Thinking of this, Qing Feng's eyes lit up, and he turned to Dao Lord Zisu: "Shibo, I have a way to save Senior Sister. Please help me."
"Tell me about it." Dao Lord Zisu looked at Qing Feng in surprise, clearly not expecting him to have any method.
Qing Feng whispered, telling Dao Lord Zisu about the original cultivation method.
Dao Lord Zisu's face showed joy after hearing it; being able to remedy the situation was naturally the best outcome. As for the inheritance, it wouldn't be too late to learn it and then teach it to Qin Yue. So, he walked towards the female immortal's Dharma Idol, sword energy surrounding him, and directly rushed into it.
Qing Feng breathed a slight sigh of relief, hoping this time would be successful.
Seeing this, everyone looked puzzled, not knowing what special method they used. But it wasn't long before Dao Lord Zisu's figure suddenly trembled, a flash of light appeared, and he was ejected.
"Shibo!" Qing Feng quickly stepped forward to support the staggering purple-robed cultivator.
Dao Lord Zisu raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze fixed on the stone statue: "I'm fine, but Qin Yue... this ancient relic actually judged her aptitude to be above mine!" His usually indifferent voice showed a rare fluctuation.
These words exploded like thunder throughout the entire place. Dozens of gazes simultaneously shot towards the quietly sitting plain-clothed woman, and gasps of surprise rose and fell among the crowd.
The faces of the Ziyan Peak Disciples were ashen. A seedling with the potential to reach the Void Refinement realm only appeared every hundred years in the Sect, and now it was crippled in their hands. In contrast, while the Dragon Yang Peak Disciples maintained a facade of composure, their eyes secretly held delight.
Shen Ti's long sword clattered to the ground, his back soaked in cold sweat. As a Protector Disciple, losing a seventh-grade Void Refinement seed contender meant he couldn't escape severe punishment, even with Zhijian Peak as his backing.
Qing Feng's knuckles turned white. He knew Qin Yue's talent was extraordinary, but he hadn't expected it to surpass Dao Lord Zisu, who was hailed as the "first in a hundred generations."
The Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation that this Shibo triggered when he formed his Nascent Soul was still vividly recorded in the Sect's ancient texts.
"Life and death are fated." Dao Lord Zisu lightly patted the young man's shoulder, but saw an even colder glint in the latter's eyes.
"Dao follows nature, how can there be destiny?" Qing Feng suddenly turned and walked towards the immortal jade statue shimmering with flowing light, "Please, Shibo, clear the area."
Dao Lord Zisu hesitated, then finally waved his wide sleeve. Seeing this, the Disciples from various peaks, some supporting the injured, others shaking their heads and sighing, gradually exited the forbidden area.
Several Chen Ming Peak Disciples looked worriedly at Senior Brother until they received Dao Lord's approval before leaving, looking back every few steps.
"Beware of backlash!" Dao Lord Zisu suddenly shouted. Just as Qing Feng's robes fluttered, he had already passed through the spiritual energy barrier, and countless Dao Rhythms surged into his body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
For the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared on his usually unperturbed face. Dao Lord Zisu even forgot to retract the hand seal he had frozen in mid-air: "He... went in?"
Shen Ti's mouth hung open, and the long sword he had just picked up clattered to the ground again. Qing Feng, who was jokingly called the "disgrace of the direct Disciples," was now bathed in immortal light even more brilliant than Qin Yue's.
"This child's aptitude actually surpasses Senior Sister Qin's?"
As everyone was in an uproar, Shen Ti's Adam's apple bobbed as he squeezed out the question. Qin Yue was a peerless talent even acknowledged by the Sect Leader himself, yet the spiritual testing screen now showed an even more astonishing result.
Dao Lord Zisu, suspended in mid-air, his fingertips trembling, his usually unperturbed face rippled. If this green-robed youth could truly touch the threshold of the Void Refinement realm, or even glimpse the Immortal Gate, this thought caused ripples in her Dao Heart.
Shen Ti rushed towards the Lingshu light screen with reluctance, but upon touching it, he was sent flying ten zhang like a broken kite, his Daoist robe covered in dust, causing the entire scene to fall silent.
