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Chapter 15 - Chapter 15: Foundation Establishment with Bones

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This small wooden boat was none other than the Flying Boat Li Fan had been longing for.

Through a message carved on the tomb walls by the tomb's owner before his death, Li Fan finally understood the entire story.

It turned out that the tomb's owner was named Qian Hong, a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator. Over three thousand years ago, he was pursued by his enemies and, with no other options, fled into the Severed Immortal Land.

He had originally planned to hide for a while and then leave, but he soon discovered that the Severed Immortal Land had no spiritual energy. Moreover, he was a poor cultivator with very few spirit stones. It didn't take long for his spirit stones to run out. Without spirit stones to replenish his spiritual energy, his cultivation deteriorated.

After a failed attempt to break through the Immortal Sealing Array, Qian Hong was severely injured and realized he was trapped in this place.

However, he was a resilient person and did not give up.

He speculated that when the mortals were banished to this place a thousand years ago, they might have left one or two Flying Boats behind.

Thus, he conducted extensive investigations, spending decades before finally finding Yi Xing's Tomb.

The tomb indeed contained a Flying Boat, but to his despair, the power core array inside the Flying Boat was damaged. He was not skilled in refining artifacts and could not repair it.

Moreover, even if the Flying Boat were repaired, without spirit stones, he could not provide the necessary power with his current cultivation.

At this point, Qian Hong finally gave up on the idea of leaving the Severed Immortal Land. He then lived out the rest of his life as an ordinary mortal, hiding his identity.

Before his death, he carved his life story on the tomb walls, hoping that if any cultivators entered his tomb in the future, they would take his remains back to the cultivation world. The few items he left in the tomb were his prepayment for this favor.

The first item was the force that had caused the deaths of dozens of visitors and was also the reason Qian Hong believed that anyone who entered the tomb must be a cultivator.

Heavenly Oddity: Halt Broken Stele.

A half-broken stone stele with the faintly visible character "Stop" on it.

Li Fan touched the stele, but it showed no reaction, making him feel a bit regretful. The Halt Broken Stele had been affected by the Mortal Immortal Miasma used to break into the tomb and had turned into an ordinary stone.

However, Li Fan was not too concerned. Knowing the location of Qian Hong's tomb, he could always come back for it in his next life.

The second item left by Qian Hong was two jade slips, containing cultivation techniques he had painstakingly exchanged from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals.

"Lesser True Essence Technique, Qi Condensation Stage cultivation technique, current practitioners: 1."

"Cloud Water Record, Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation technique, current practitioners: 1."

When Li Fan picked up the jade slips and felt the information they transmitted, his heart skipped a beat, thinking for a moment that Qian Hong was still alive and had set a trap.

But after a moment, he realized that over three thousand years had passed. Even Foundation Establishment cultivators would have turned to dust, let alone Golden Core cultivators.

As for why these techniques still had practitioners, Li Fan quickly understood.

The Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals must have the original archives of these techniques. If they saw that the number of practitioners had dropped to zero, they would know that the cultivators who had exchanged these techniques had died. They could then put these techniques back up for exchange.

In the three thousand years since, these techniques might have had several owners.

"Black... really black..." Li Fan was speechless.

After a moment of reflection, Li Fan turned his attention to the third item, the Great Derivation Boat.

This was the tool used by the Taiyan Sect to relocate mortals.

Perhaps because this Flying Boat was broken, it had been left behind.

After thousands of years of twists and turns, it had now fallen into Li Fan's hands, offering him hope of escaping this place.

Holding the Great Derivation Boat, Li Fan's heart was filled with emotion. After hundreds of years of anticipation, his wish had finally been fulfilled.

As for the damage to the Great Derivation Boat, Li Fan was not at all worried.

Qian Hong could not repair it, and neither could Li Fan, but someone could!

...

Fifteen years later, after anchoring for fifty years, Kou Hong and Daoxuanzi returned to Xuanjing City.

"Daoxuanzi! Don't push me too far!"

"Kou Hong! Do you think I will let you off just because you fled to the Severed Immortal Land? Hand over the cultivation technique you obtained that day, or I will never let you live!"

"Ridiculous! It's because I lacked the Golden Core Formation Technique that I was stuck at the Foundation Establishment Stage for nearly a hundred years. Now, with my lifespan nearing its end and about to turn into bones, I obtained this Golden Core technique. How could I possibly hand it over to someone else!"

"Indeed! The path to Golden Core, either me or you. There are many cultivation techniques, but there are even more cultivators stuck at the Foundation Establishment Stage! With the path to immortality before me, how could I possibly let you go, and how could I not push you too far!"

"Just a matter of life and death! How laughable that we, brothers for a hundred years, are now drawing swords against each other for a sliver of hope!"

...

Just as the two were about to fight to the death, they heard a loud, carefree laugh coming from Xuanjing City below.

"Just a mere Golden Core technique, worth such a fierce battle between the two of you?!"

Kou Hong and Daoxuanzi both changed expression and looked down.

"Who is it! Such arrogance!"

"Arrogant!"

Despite their words, both were on high alert.

"Why don't the two of you come down and talk!"

From the Grand Tutor's Mansion below, a silver-haired old man called out loudly.

Kou Hong and Daoxuanzi exchanged glances, maintaining a cautious distance as they landed in the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

"Ha ha ha, please!" The silver-haired old man seemed very pleased, leading the two into the main hall and seating them.

After ordering his servants to prepare food and drink, he sighed and said, "When our ancestor was on his deathbed, he said that in the future, two people might come from the east of the Ruin Abyss, enter the capital, and bring our clan the chance to leave this place."

"For thousands of years, our clan has been half-believing and half-doubting. Today, we have the proof, and we should celebrate!" The old man laughed and drained his cup of wine in one go.

Kou Hong and Daoxuanzi exchanged glances.

"May I ask your name?" Kou Hong asked first, his tone much more polite.

"My name is Li Fan." Li Fan smiled in response.

"From your words, it seems your ancestor foresaw our arrival thousands of years ago? What does it mean to have the chance to leave this place?" Daoxuanzi frowned, sizing up Li Fan.

Li Fan seemed a bit displeased, "What? Don't you believe me?"

Kou Hong smiled and shook his head, "This is too extraordinary. We have wandered the cultivation world for a hundred years and have never heard of any derivation technique that can predict events a thousand years in the future."

Daoxuanzi also shook his head.

Li Fan straightened up and asked, "Have you heard of the Taiyan Sect?"

Kou Hong and Daoxuanzi exchanged glances, somewhat shocked, "Is it the ancient sect known for its derivation techniques?"

Li Fan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "My ancestor was a disciple of the Taiyan Sect."

(End of Chapter)