Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 52: Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant

When Xu Yang heard this, he couldn’t help but laugh, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes as he sneered, "Beg you?"

"I brought you here just to learn the truth!"

"As for revenge, I’ll take it myself."

"Unlike some people, who fled to the Barbarian Race, hiding here and there, not even daring to think of revenge."

"Brat, what did you say?" Zhao Mushen flew into a rage, the might of the Myriad Phenomena Realm enveloping the entire space, crushing it into violent distortion.

Spurt!

Xu Yang’s body trembled as if hit by lightning, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Gritting his teeth, he retorted without a hint of courtesy, "Did I say anything wrong?"

"You’ve been hiding among the Barbarians for more than ten years. Do you really still carry any desire for vengeance?"

"Do you still even dare?"

Every word was a blade, stabbing straight into Zhao Mushen’s heart.

His expression turned utterly ashen, his lips trembled, but not a word came out.

It’s been nearly twenty years.

He didn’t want to admit it, but the truth was clear—he’d already lost the will for revenge. Even among the Barbarians, as a leader enjoying all he did, he’d grown accustomed to it.

Now, with his last bit of cover ripped away by Xu Yang, all that remained was shame and fury.

Even Lv Xiu’s face dimmed, but she looked at Xu Yang, her eyes grave as she said, "You may be powerful, but as for avenging them, there’s not a shred of hope!"

Xu Yang grinned: "What if I were still a sixteen-year-old fourth-rank Alchemist?"

"What?"

"Impossible."

Lv Xiu shook her head reflexively, frowning—making a spectacle?

Her admiration and goodwill for Xu Yang instantly faded by more than half.

"If you are a fourth-rank Alchemist, then I’m Zheng Xuan’s son," Zhao Mushen sneered, finding it ludicrous.

Xu Yang’s expression remained unchanged as he mocked, "If I weren’t, would the Kunwu Division treat me like a treasure trove? Would a Daqian native like me be allowed to stay at Kunwu Division’s headquarters?"

"This..."

Zhao Mushen and Lv Xiu exchanged glances in disbelief.

Xu Yang’s position in Kunwu Division was indeed rather unusual.

Even the direct descendants had no right to live in such a core area of the manor!

But to say he’s a sixteen-year-old fourth-rank Alchemist... that’s just too outrageous!

"You—" Zhao Mushen began, but was interrupted by Lv Xiu: "How can you prove it?"

"Why should I prove anything to you?"

Xu Yang snorted coldly and turned to leave.

He’d gotten his truth—he was satisfied.

Just as he said, Zhao Mushen had hidden among the Barbarians for nearly twenty years and long since lost his courage for revenge—what use was the Myriad Phenomena Realm?

Even if he needed help with his revenge, he’d never beg these two.

"Stop."

Zhao Mushen barked in a low voice.

He stared hard at Xu Yang, intent on catching any flicker of emotion on his face.

But there was nothing at all.

Could it be true?

No!

Absolutely impossible!

Sixteen, a fourth-rank Alchemist... unless the world itself had gone mad!

"Old Zhao, enough,"

Lv Xiu stopped Zhao Mushen again—knowing his temper, if he kept clashing head-on with a stubborn Xu Yang, things would only get worse.

She held onto Zhao Mushen, a glint of suspicion in her eyes, and slowly said, "Whether you’re really an Alchemist or not... we want revenge all the same."

"But the power of King Beixuan’s Manor is too great."

"You—"

Lv Xiu abruptly paused.

Xu Yang’s arrival truly stirred great waves in her heart.

Xu Miaoxin, once the Sect Leader’s personal disciple!

Now, her son had come.

"You need help!"

Lv Xiu took a deep breath and solemnly said, "If you can recover one thing, even risking our lives for you—Old Zhao and I—would not be too much!"

Xu Yang’s pupils narrowed, at last showing some genuine interest.

Though Zhao Mushen was intolerable, a Myriad Phenomena Realm expert, a Yang Realm powerhouse, both from the Cyan Gang Sect—once Northern Territory’s dominant sect—their strength was unquestionable!

If he could win them over, the benefits needed no explanation!

Risking their lives was no idle claim.

"Back then, four of us escaped to the Barbarian Race together."

"Old Zhao was an elder, the other two were the sect’s last remaining prodigies."

"One fell on the way; the last, years ago, entered the most terrifying forbidden land of the Barbarians—the Red Sand Blood Desert!"

Forbidden land?

Xu Yang was confused.

"The Red Sand Blood Desert is opened every so often by the four great Barbarian clans after the Barbarian God’s Grand Sacrifice. Though perilous, it also holds immense opportunities; he entered carrying the Cyan Gang Sect’s Sect Leader’s token, the Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant, but never returned—his fate unknown!"

"But he’s most likely perished."

A hint of regret and resignation flashed in Lv Xiu’s eyes. Shaking her head, she said, "Since the Kunwu Division values you, it’s not hard to secure a spot in the Barbarian God’s Grand Sacrifice."

"As long as you can recover the Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant, Old Zhao and I swear to risk our lives for you—no hesitation, no regrets!"

"Moreover, after the Cyan Gang Sect’s fall, it wasn’t just Old Zhao and me who escaped—there are still a few old fellows hiding in Daqian. If they’re still alive, their strength should not be weak!"

"With the Sect Leader’s token, none would dare disobey!"

Lv Xiu finished in one breath, staring intently at Xu Yang.

"Really?"

Xu Yang’s expression didn’t waver, but his heart was thoroughly shaken.

Zhao Mushen laughed harshly: "If you truly bring it back, never mind us laying down our lives, I’ll apologize to you myself, and pay respects at your mother’s grave to beg forgiveness!"

Lv Xiu shot Zhao Mushen a glare, then said, "Old Zhao and I didn’t lose our will for vengeance, only hope; we’ve grown old, with little room to improve."

"After all the effort just to survive, if we died for nothing, what would be the point?"

"The Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant is a peerless treasure, full of Yin Yang Essence—sun by day, moon by night—can accelerate a Martial Artist’s cultivation, nourish Spiritual Power, and automatically draw in the world’s Yin Yang Qi; for its bearer, breakthroughs at the Yin Yang stage are twice as easy, and in critical moments, its power can be drawn to heal and recover."

"After breaking through the Yin Yang stage, the Martial Artist can even feed energy back into the pendant—the reserves inside are incredible!"

"If you find it, it’s yours, and it’ll be of enormous benefit to your cultivation!"

At this, Xu Yang’s eyes lit up.

If all this were true, it was truly a supreme treasure!

And most important, its symbolic meaning.

If I could find it—if my mother still lived—she would surely be overjoyed!

"If I find it, I’ll let you know."

Xu Yang gave Zhao Mushen and Lv Xiu a long look, then turned to leave.

After a few steps, Xu Yang paused, turned back to look at them.

Lv Xiu asked, puzzled, "Is there something else on your mind?"

Xu Yang said, "Is there any side effect for a Daqian native to join the Barbarians’ Bloodline Trial?"

"The Barbarians’ Bloodline Trial?"

"You’re going in?"

Lv Xiu’s face changed dramatically, full of shock.

Xu Yang hesitated—her reaction seemed to suggest the Bloodline Trial was by no means a good thing for a Daqian native?

He nodded suspiciously, "Is it not suitable for someone from Daqian?"

"Of course not!"

Zhao Mushen narrowed his eyes, coldly sneering: "Is it your own idea, or did Wuo Longyue send you?"

"Wuo Longyue!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Hmph, these Barbarians—truly treacherous lot!"

Zhao Mushen let out a cold snort and said gloomily, "You’d best refuse. Once a human accepts the Barbarians’ Bloodline Trial, you’ll never be able to return to Daqian!"

Something really is wrong—damn that Wuo Longyue!

Xu Yang’s face turned especially grim: "Why?"