If Jiang Ye had refused Xu Mang entry into the Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool,
the Xu Family would undoubtedly hold a grudge, and the relationship between the Jiang Clan and the Xu Family would plummet to an all-time low, even to the point of outright hostility.
Originally, this was a perfect flashpoint.
“You should have watched with cold eyes, shouldn’t you, Jiang Ye?”
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Xu Qiye’s mouth, but his eyes remained icy: “Could it be that this Divine Son of the Jiang Clan is truly a Saint?”
“But it’s fine; Xu Mang’s injuries mean he’s crippled even if he lives.”
“The Xu Family will never produce another Xu Mang.”
His expression slightly darkened.
A strange feeling inexplicably rose in his Heart-Nature.
Logically, he should have been happy that Xu Mang was crippled, shouldn’t he?
Why did he feel as if he had lost something very important in the unseen world?
The more Xu Qiye thought about it, the more he felt something was amiss. Recalling the Devilish Qi that had entered Xu Mang’s body earlier, he found it somewhat familiar.
“Could it be… the Blood Fiend Cauldron?”
He suddenly stood up, a surge of Spiritual Qi erupting from his body.
That’s right!
Devilish Qi entering the body! The Blood Fiend Cauldron!
Xu Qiye instantly pieced the events together in his mind.
He was certain that the strange curse transmitted by Xu Yang’s Clone Origin, which had damaged his Dao foundation, was connected.
The aura was very familiar!
The Jiang Clan must have used an evil object like the Blood Fiend Cauldron, through Xu Yang as a medium, to curse his main body!
“Xu Mang was attacked and killed by someone from the Demonic Path?”
“Could it be a scheme by Jiang Ye?”
“Why would he do this?”
Xu Qiye was very certain about this matter in his Heart-Nature.
But he couldn’t figure out the reason for a while. He could understand cursing his main body through Xu Yang.
After all, he had previously used the Jiang Clan to strike at the Xu Family, and the Jiang Clan was an innocent victim, so retaliation was expected.
But why use the Blood Fiend Cauldron to attack Xu Mang?
“Xu Xiye, what are you doing?”
Above the sacred platform, rays of light intertwined.
A noble and aloof woman, dressed in golden phoenix-feathered robes, sat quietly. She was Shen Luowan, the Second Princess of the Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty.
Noticing Xu Qiye’s unease, she asked.
Xu Qiye then realized his lapse in composure and quickly calmed himself, sitting down and replying, “Princess, there’s no need to worry. I am merely amazed by the divine peculiarity of the Jiang Clan’s Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool…”
Shen Luowan didn’t pay much attention.
Her eyes fixated on the Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool’s entrance, which was about to close, a subtle ripple of emotion in her gaze.
“This is… Jiang Ye?”
“The outside world says he possesses the talent of an Emperor of Heaven, born with the Eternal Immortal Body, and entered the King Sealing Realm before adulthood… Seeing him today, he is even more astonishing than rumored.”
She recalled Jiang Ye’s figure from earlier—that calm yet sharp demeanor, yet with a hint of laziness and nonchalance, truly rare among the many Prodigies.
She didn’t exclaim or show any emotional fluctuations, but something in her eyes seemed gently stirred, a hint of unusual interest surfacing.
“This Jiang Ye… actually broke through the Holy Land’s Restriction without hesitation.”
“How can the Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool be a place he can use so casually?”
“His casualness, yet no one dares to utter a word. This person’s methods and courage are already beyond what an ordinary youth can compare to.”
She murmured to herself, her voice clear and cool, yet without disdain, instead, it was somewhat akin to admiration.
“If I could gain his assistance… my path to ascension might be hastened by several years.”
Shen Luowan’s gaze shifted, a hint of complexity rising in her eyes.
She was not a lovesick woman; her Heart-Nature was extremely high, and she never easily admired others.
But that transcendent yet ruthless sharpness in Jiang Ye’s demeanor truly suited her taste.
“Since the Jiang Clan is willing to form a marriage alliance with me… perhaps I should seriously consider it?”
Shen Luowan lowered her eyelashes, like a dormant golden phoenix quietly spreading its wings.
Meanwhile, Xu Qiye wasn’t paying attention to Shen Luowan’s expression at this moment, his Heart-Nature filled with shock.
Thousands of thoughts churned in Xu Qiye’s Heart-Nature.
He could only think of one possibility.
That is, with this incident happening at this particular time, the Xu Family would undoubtedly believe that he, the mastermind, was behind it.
Framing him?
But he, Xu Qiye, was already in a death feud with the Xu Family, wasn’t he?
Could it be that the Jiang Clan feared Xu Mang’s talent?
“It seems this Jiang Ye is not a good person either. This matter was likely his scheme: first, using the incident as a hot topic to assassinate Xu Mang, framing me, and then appearing to save Xu Mang to clear himself of suspicion…”
“What a clever tactic!”
“However, it doesn’t matter. If the Jiang Clan’s use of the Blood Fiend Cauldron gets out, it will undoubtedly cause a huge uproar, and the Xu Family will also realize that the Jiang Clan was behind it…”
“How should I expose this?”
“But this Divine Son of the Jiang Clan might be far more dangerous than I initially thought…”
Xu Qiye originally had a series of plans, but at this moment, he changed his mind… Deep within the Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool.
At this moment, Jiang Ye stood by the pool, quietly gazing into it.
Misty light rose from the poolside, as if immortal birds were chirping softly, and heavenly music flowed down from the Void Realm. Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi surged like a tide towards the center of the pool, reflecting a magnificent painting.
The pool water was as clear as a mirror, and amidst the swirling spiritual light, Xu Mang’s pale face was reflected.
Xu Mang sat cross-legged on a stone platform, his face pale and his aura extremely chaotic.
Strands of black Devilish Qi, like swimming snakes, weaved and entangled within his body, constantly eroding his Meridians and Sea of Consciousness.
Jiang Ye spoke indifferently, his tone showing no fluctuation: “The Sacred Spirit Heavenly Pool certainly lives up to its name as the clan’s treasure.”
At this moment, the spiritual mist behind him stirred, and an elder in a red-patterned Daoist robe appeared, who was none other than Jiang Yuliang.
He frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over Xu Mang in the pool, and finally asked softly, “Divine Son, do you truly wish for him to enter the Sacred Pool?”
His tone was calm, without blame, only curiosity.
“A member of the Xu Family, is he worthy?”
Jiang Ye glanced at the center of the pool, his tone utterly cold: “He can enter because I allowed it.”
Jiang Yuliang was slightly startled, then smiled, no longer speaking.
Xu Mang, hearing this, immediately showed a strange expression, a hint of vigilance and confusion flashing in his eyes, as if he finally realized that he was not brought here out of gratitude or salvation.
However, before he could react, Jiang Yuliang lightly flicked a finger, and a golden imprint instantly merged into Xu Mang’s glabella.
“Sleep.”
Xu Mang’s pupils contracted sharply. Without even a chance to struggle, his Divine Soul instantly fell into slumber, his consciousness plunging into darkness.
Jiang Yuliang raised an eyebrow, then sent out another Seal of light, completely immobilizing Xu Mang to prevent his Divine Soul from breaking free and retaliating.
The next moment, Jiang Ye pointed a finger.
Light burst from his glabella, and a faint golden Soul Imprint quietly condensed, following the spiritual patterns that appeared in the Void Realm, subtly implanting itself deep within Xu Mang’s Sea of Consciousness.
Xu Mang had a Soul Imprint planted on him.
“Radiant Flames, emerge.”
Jiang Ye lightly shouted, and a wisp of flame rose from his palm.
Radiant Flames, the power of the Great Dao accompanying the Radiant God King Body.
It contained the Qi of the Great Dao, capable of purifying evil, repairing the soul, and refining the Origin.
It had never been used before, so he didn’t know how effective it would be.
“Today, I’ll use this Xu Mang as a guinea pig.”
“If the Devilish Qi can be cleared, the entire Heavens will know that the Xu Family owes my Jiang Clan a favor!”
“If Xu Mang can take over the Xu Family in the future, then that would be even better…”
Jiang Ye raised his palm, and a ray of light circulated in its center, clearly a wisp of divine radiance from the Sacred Light Dao, ever-flowing, dispelling evil and warding off demons.
The black Qi around Xu Mang rapidly evaporated, and golden patterns appeared on his body, like divine script imprints. Vitality surged, and his originally dying physique rapidly recovered, even showing signs of a Breakthrough.
Even his Sea of Consciousness, which had been eroded by Devilish Qi, gradually reconstructed under the nourishment of Radiant Flames, as if his spiritual platform had been cleansed and renewed.
“Hmm, not bad!”
Jiang Ye’s expression was indifferent, his gaze slightly lowered, as if observing an artifact being reforged, without a trace of emotional fluctuation.