Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 168 - 117: The Great Daoist Sect Tribulation, the Secret of Immortality! Chu Zhenren’s Call

"Over twenty years ago, Zhang Lingzong emerged out of nowhere, calling himself the Grand Spirit King of the Major Sects... He was almost the protagonist of that era, even White Crane Temple treated him as a great taboo."

At this point, Yun Jianyue couldn't help but look at Zhang Fan.

"You've cultivated the Divine Demon Holy Embryo as well, so you should know how deadly this Technique is."

Zhang Fan fell silent, saying nothing upon hearing this.

To cultivate the Divine Demon Holy Embryo, one must enter the Great Night. Ten years ago, it was exactly because he fell into this tribulation that he forgot all his past memories. If not for using the Divine Splitting Technique to split his Primordial Spirit into three, perhaps he'd have had no chance to cultivate again, much less reclaim the Evil Gods and gradually recover his strength as he does today.

"You still haven't passed through your tribulation, but your father has already faced it four times!"

"Four times?!" Zhang Fan's eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Even though he'd long known that his father, who had labored on construction sites for years and supported his college education through hard work, was no ordinary man; even though he suspected his insomnia-ridden, seemingly ordinary father might be practicing the legendary Divine Demon Holy Embryo...

But hearing from Si Snake that his taciturn, silent father had actually plunged into the Great Night four times, Zhang Fan's emotions couldn't help but shatter in that instant.

He had only entered once himself, barely survived with his life, and still hadn't truly escaped the tribulation.

It was precisely because of this that Zhang Fan knew just how deadly this Technique truly was.

"Four times? Can you still call that being human?" Zhang Fan opened his mouth, unable to resist muttering aloud.

"A truly filial son, aren't you?" Yun Jianyue looked at Zhang Fan with a sneer that didn't reach her eyes.

"If your father didn't have such power, how could he have stormed the world in that era, a mighty dragon crossing the river, making all the Daoist Sects in the world look askance?"

"Without such power, how could he have drawn favor from a Human Xiao?" Yun Jianyue sighed.

The Divine Demon Holy Embryo makes one's Primordial Spirit unimaginably powerful; such a person, regardless of sect or school, could pick up any Daoist Skill with ease and master it at a glance.

That's why, back then, Zhang Lingzong was known as the one who united the strengths of a hundred schools, king of all Spirit King Techniques, tyrannical and formidable beyond imagination.

"At that age, there were few in the world who could suppress him," Yun Jianyue said solemnly.

"That night, ten years ago, all three of your family were at the foot of Dragon Tiger Mountain..."

"Your father, after the Daoist Sect's great tribulation, became the only one to open Dragon Tiger Mountain's gate and walk out alive." Yun Jianyue's voice grew low and somber.

Zhang Fan fell silent upon hearing this.

Now that he thought about it, perhaps his entering Zhenwu Mountain and inheriting the Jade Scroll was not a coincidence.

Because the Zhenwu Jade Scroll is tied to the Daoist Sect's tribulation.

Their family is also tied to the Daoist Sect's tribulation—especially when, ten years ago, Zhang Lingzong brought out something from Dragon Tiger Mountain. Others didn't know, but Zhang Fan had seen it with his own eyes...

It was Jiang Lai!

"The secret to becoming immortal... the longing of so many, the dream of countless people..." Yun Jianyue's voice carried gravitas.

"The masters of every Daoist Sect descended, even White Crane Temple sent people..."

White Crane Temple, a power that held tremendous sway in the Daoist world, is based in Shangjing and acts as the leader among all Daoist Sects in the world.

"Zhang Fan, didn't you cross hands with the White Crane Temple's successor yourself?" Yun Jianyue asked with a half-smile.

"Li Changgeng!"

Back when he reclaimed the Evil Gods, Zhang Fan had already recalled these memories.

Same age, able to match him evenly—ten years ago, in the world, probably only White Crane Temple's Li Changgeng could rival him.

"I hear that this successor of White Crane Temple is anything but ordinary, cultivating one of the nine legends as well..."

"Heaven and Earth Stealing Fortune!"

At these words, Yun Jianyue revealed a playful smile: "He's much stronger than you are now."

"You're getting off topic," Zhang Fan said blandly.

"Since your father walked out alive from Dragon Tiger Mountain, he naturally drew the covetous eyes of the world's Daoist masters—a great battle was inevitable." Yun Jianyue turned, gazing at the dim flickering of firelight, as if she saw that very night.

"However great his Divine Techniques, even he could not withstand many attacking at once..."

"Your mother died in that battle, died at the hands of Daoist masters."

At these words, Yun Jianyue looked at Zhang Fan with mocking eyes.

"Truly a good son. They killed your mother, yet you still stood on their side—and even helped deliver her remnant Primordial Spirit to their hands?"

"Why should I believe you?" Zhang Fan's face darkened suddenly.

"I have no need to risk exposure just to deceive you," Yun Jianyue replied calmly.

"As long as you lift the seal on the Dharma Jar and free the remnant Primordial Spirit suppressed within, you'll know all there is to know. Besides..."

At this, Yun Jianyue paused briefly, her beautiful eyes revealing a chill of menace.

"White Crane Temple has already decided to open Dragon Tiger Mountain once more..."

"Next year, on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the Daoist experts of the world will gather at Dragon Tiger Mountain. If word spreads that you and your father survived, just imagine—what will those Daoist masters do then?"

A mocking smile crept across Yun Jianyue's exquisite face.

"The ninth day of the ninth month, Dragon and Tiger will open again..." Zhang Fan's expression turned grim.

"Zhang Fan, with your current strength, you're far from able to face such a situation... Only if you stand with us do you have any chance..."

"I can help you—free your mother..."

"She is, after all, a Human Xiao; even with only her remnant Primordial Spirit left, she's still beyond all constraint..."

Yun Jianyue's words carried deep temptation, and before her voice had faded, there was a bang—the door behind was pushed open, sunlight spilled in and illuminated the dark room.

"No need to rush your answer—take your time to think over what I've said."

"People of the Daoist Sects, so righteous on the surface... There are good men among them, and bad as well. But before the path of immortality, what meaning do good and evil have?"