บท 8: Chapter 38- 20 Years Inside the Tower
Juanxiu, are you sure you wish to assimilate with the blood of the Lightning Cicada?" Xiannu asked, his voice filled with a hint of concern.
"Why do you ask? Is there something wrong with it?" Juanxiu replied, his curiosity piqued.
"It's just that, with your bloodline that belongs to the Seventh Sanctum, the blood may turn into a waste. It's better to give it to someone else who can truly benefit from it," Xiannu explained.
He thought of his father, who may be better suited for it.
Xiannu became vocal in agreement, "Indeed, it is best to give it to someone who can fully utilize its power. Your father, would be a perfect candidate for the blood of the Lightning Cicada."
Juanxiu pondered for a moment before he decided, "Yes, I will wait for the right time to give it to my father. I will focus on my training and cultivation for now."
Years went by and Juanxiu continued to study and cultivate, pouring all of his time and energy into the Emancipation of the Forgotten Realm. But even after five long years, he remained at the same stage, unable to move forward.
Juanxiu sat on the floor of the tower, his sword in hand and his breathing heavy. He had been practicing the Hollylock blade technique for hours on end, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't seem to break through to the next level. "Is there anything I can do to improve?" he asked, his voice filled with frustration.
A voice echoed through the tower, belonging to Xiannu Yindao, the tower's guardian. "I can arrange for some challenges to refine your skills, but it comes with a risk," he said. "And with your current cultivation level, it may not make much of a difference."
Juanxiu let out a sigh, feeling dejected and disappointed in himself. He had always thought of himself as a talentless cultivator, but seeing how he was stuck at the first stage of the Soldier rank, unable to make any progress after five long years is still a different level of being a trash.
Juanxiu was in despair, his frustration evident on his face. "Is there truly nothing that I can do to advance my skills? I've been stuck at the first stage of the Soldier rank for five years now," Juanxiu asked, his voice tinged with disappointment.
"Xiannu," Juanxiu began, "I've been studying alchemy for some time now and I've come across mention of divine medicines and elixirs that can improve the body."
"Yes,"Xiannu replied, "However, your bloodline, belonging to the Seventh Sanctum, might make those remedies ineffective.
"The Seventh Sanctum, while residing in the Eternal Plains, is among the weakest. Most of them are only able to reach the Divine Class. They were often overlooked in the Primordial Era, which is why the Gods trusted them with the responsibility of caring for the seven divine treasures, one of them being the Tower of the Primordial Era. No one would suspect that a weak bloodline holds treasures that can end the universe."
Xiannu Yindao began to speak, "Juanxiu, you should know that the Tower of the Primordial Era is not the only divine treasure that the Seventh Sanctum is responsible for. There are other treasures, each with their own unique abilities and powers. The Necklace of the Samsara, for example, allows the wearer to go through the process of death and rebirth. The Tiara of the Jinn grants the wearer's every wish. The Eternal Necklace gives the wearer complete control over all elements, including the ether force. The Satan's Melody is a piece of music that, when played, gives the user complete control over darkness and the undead, even those of the Eternal class. The Lamp of Immunity makes the wearer immune to all forms of energy attacks. And finally, the Amulet of Corruption can purify any poison and release a deadly poison that massacred the Gods of the Lost Era."
Xiannu Yindao spoke of a legend, one that Juanxiu had never heard before. "Long ago, in the time before time, the seven divine treasures appeared in the nine universes. And with their power, they decimated all that existed. Entire civilizations were wiped out, and the very fabric of reality was torn asunder. It is said that even the gods trembled in fear at the mere mention of the treasures. But, in the end, the treasures were sealed away, and their power has not been seen since. Until you managed to release the tower of the Primordial Era. But, be warned Juanxiu, that their power is not something to be trifled with."
Juanxiu listened in awe, unable to fully grasp the magnitude of the destruction that these treasures could wreak. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of person would be able to wield such power without being consumed by it.
Juanxiu was in awe as Xiannu spoke of the legendary divine treasures. "Is it true that they once wiped out the nine universes?" he asked in disbelief.
Xiannu nodded solemnly. "Yes, it is true. The power of these treasures is not something to be taken lightly. They were entrusted to the Seventh Sanctum for safekeeping, but unfortunately, they were betrayed by one of our own. The treasures were scattered by the Seven Maidens and hidden in different parts of the universe, to protect them from falling into the wrong hands."
Juanxiu's mind raced as he tried to process this new information. "But why did my mother have the Tower of the Primordial Era? Is she one of these maidens?"
Xiannu looked at Juanxiu with a sad smile. "Yes, your mother was one of the seven maidens entrusted with the task of hiding the treasures. She was the caretaker of the Tower of the Primordial Era, and it was her responsibility to keep its knowledge safe."
Juanxiu felt a sense of understanding wash over him. Everything was beginning to make sense. "So that's why I was able to open the tower. She was a being that belongs to the Seventh Sanctum"
Juanxiu's eyes widened in wonder as Xiannu spoke of the other divine treasures. "Where are they located?" Juanxiu asked, his voice filled with eagerness.
Xiannu shook his head. "The tower cannot sense any of them, which means that they cannot be found in this realm," he replied.
Juanxiu furrowed his brows in confusion. "But how would I know if there were divine treasures?" he asked.
Xiannu's voice gave a hint of amusement. "You would know," he replied mysteriously. "When you come across one, you will feel a pull towards it, a sense of familiarity. It will call to you, and you will know that it is a divine treasure."
Juanxiu couldn't shake off the feeling of determination that welled up within him after his conversation with Xiannu. He knew that the divine treasures were the key to helping his clan rise from the ashes and reclaim what was once theirs. As he delved deeper into his training and cultivation, memories from when he was just two years old surfaced. There was also an anxiety, worried that these treasures are already in the hand of his enemies. After that, he once again focused on his training.
As he delved deeper into his training and cultivation, memories from when he was just two years old surfaced.
Juanxiu's mind wandered back to that fateful day, the screams of his clansmen still fresh in his memory. The empire's soldiers had come without warning, accusing them of treason and murder. The clan was thrown into chaos as houses were set ablaze and families were torn apart.
Juanxiu, only a young boy of 2 at the time, watched in horror as his grandfather was dragged away in chains, falsely accused of being a co-conspirator in the death of the crowned prince.
The clan's screams of innocence fell on deaf ears as the empire's soldiers showed no mercy. They were ruthlessly massacred, with no regard for the innocent lives that were taken. Juanxiu could still see the bloodied bodies of his loved ones strewn across the streets, the smell of burning flesh and ash still ingrained in his mind.
The anger and injustice of that day still burned deep within him, fueling his desire for revenge and his determination to reclaim what was once rightfully theirs. He will not rest until he has avenged his clan and brought justice to those who wronged them.
The Hao clan was then banished from the empire and sent to the Forgotten Valley, a land overrun by deadly toxins and poisonous flora. As they journeyed through the valley, the once-great Hao clan was met with one tragedy after another.
The toxins of the valley began to take their toll on the clan members, causing them to fall ill and suffer greatly. Despite their best efforts, many of the Hao clan members were unable to survive the harsh conditions of the valley, and one by one they fell to the deadly toxins.
Juanxiu watched in horror as his family and friends were struck down by the poison, unable to do anything to save them. He could only stand by helplessly as his uncle and other clan members abandoned the clan, choosing to flee the valley rather than face certain death.
The pain of losing his loved ones and watching his clan fall apart was unbearable for Juanxiu. He felt a burning sense of injustice and anger at the empire for banishing them to this hellish land. Nevertheless, Juanxiu refused to give up and vowed to do everything in his power to save his remaining clan members and seek vengeance for their suffering.
Juanxiu couldn't help but feel a sense of longing and sorrow as he thought about his father and Tengyang. Despite being banished from the empire and sent to the Forgotten Valley, his father remained loyal to the clan. He remembered how his father would tirelessly work to find a way to save their people, even as they watched one by one, their clan members succumb to the deadly toxins surrounding them.
Tengyang, his father's trusted aide, also remained by his side, never wavering in his loyalty and determination to save the Hao clan. It was this unwavering loyalty and dedication that gave Juanxiu hope, a glimmer of light in the darkness that surrounded them.
As long as there were people like his father and Tengyang, he believed that they could rise from the ashes and revive the clan once again. He held on to this belief, and it gave him the strength to continue moving forward, even in the face of such overwhelming adversity.
Juanxiu's determination and hard work paid off as he finally broke through the second stage of the Soldier rank after 10 long years. He felt a surge of excitement and accomplishment as he thought of all the things he could now do with his newfound strength.
As Juanxiu delved deeper into the study of blacksmithing, he was fascinated by the idea of creating automail. He read extensively on the subject and even sought the guidance of Xiannu Yindao, who provided him with ancient texts detailing the principles and methods of creating automail. Juanxiu was determined to master this art and spent countless hours experimenting and practicing in the smithy provided by the tower.
He faced many obstacles and setbacks, but he persisted, determined to help Liu Peng regain his mobility. With years of hard work and dedication, Juanxiu finally succeeded in creating his first automail. He was elated at his achievement and couldn't wait to show it to Tengyang.
Juanxiu also gained a lot into the study of talisman, pouring over ancient texts and experimenting with different materials and techniques. As he progressed, he began to understand the principles behind talisman creation on a deeper level.
He discovered that it was not just about the materials used, but also the intent and will behind the creation. He spent countless hours meditating on the different uses and applications of talismans, and gradually began to develop a sense of intuition for their creation.
As he continued to hone his skills, Juanxiu reached a breakthrough. He had an epiphany, understanding the true essence of talisman creation. It was not just about creating powerful talismans, but about creating talismans that were perfectly tailored to their intended purpose. With this newfound understanding, Juanxiu's talisman creations became more and more powerful and precise.
Juanxiu had spent the past 20 years studying and cultivating inside the tower, and all of his hard work had finally paid off. He had reached the third stage of the Soldier rank. Xiannu Yindao congratulated him and presented him with a gift, a tiny hammer that appeared insignificant at first glance, but Juanxiu knew that it was no ordinary hammer. He was also given an old writing instrument and paper for talisman crafting.
But these were not the biggest rewards that he had received. Xiannu Yindao mentioned that Juanxiu could now bring two people inside this realm, but they would not be able to enter the tower itself. Nonetheless, bathing in the pure energy outside of the tower was enough of a benefit for them. Juanxiu was overjoyed, knowing that he could bring his father and Tengyang to this realm and help them improve their cultivation. He couldn't wait to share this news with them.
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