Boom—!
Boom!
Boom!
The sudden upheaval naturally attracted attention.
Elder Wang He.
Elder Jiang.
Elder Wang, who suppressed the forbidden area.
The three elders transformed into streams of light and arrived almost instantly, standing beside Chu Xun. As they looked at Xiao Rongyu—still sleeping peacefully, yet with terrifying waves surging endlessly within her body—their expressions changed in unison.
"Physical recovery!"
"Nirvana and rebirth!"
"Phoenix Nirvana!"
"Hahaha!"
"Heaven will not destroy my Donglin Sect!"
Ecstasy spread across their faces. None of them had expected such an outcome. Xiao Rongyu, who had been on the brink of death, had undergone nirvana at the moment of despair and unexpectedly awakened her Phoenix Divine Body.
Elder Wang He glanced at Chu Xun, surprise and uncertainty flickering in his eyes. Xiao Rongyu had clearly been dying, and Elder Chu had only just arrived—yet now this miracle had occurred. If one said it had nothing to do with him, it would be hard to believe.
"The master is blessed by fate," Chu Xun said with a gentle smile.
"Mhm!"
"Heaven blesses my Donglin Sect!"
Elder Jiang and Elder Wang, who guarded the forbidden area, did not dwell on Chu Xun's involvement. After all, even a saint could do nothing about Xiao Rongyu's condition—how could Elder Chu possibly reverse it?
…
…
The nirvana continued.
The elders waited quietly.
Elder Wang, who suppressed the forbidden area, laughed with joy. "With the leader reborn through nirvana and her physique awakened, Donglin Sect is finally firmly established among the Holy Lands!"
Elder Jiang nodded. Earlier, they had truly been worried—the saint of Donglin Sect was dying, and no one strong enough had stepped forward. Although he held high expectations for Elder Chu, time was still needed. Now, Xiao Rongyu's reborn physique was enough to carry Donglin Sect through its most dangerous years.
"If only we could give the leader another cultivation method," someone sighed.
"I've heard the Great Phoenix Sutra of the Yin Dynasty would be perfect!"
"Unfortunately…"
"That scripture disappeared long ago."
"Even the leader herself couldn't find it."
As they spoke—
A disciple approached from outside.
"Hm?"
"Jiang Chen?"
"What is he doing here?"
Elder Wang He was surprised. Although there had been great commotion earlier, after their arrival they had sealed the fluctuations, making it impossible for outsiders to detect anything.
Whoosh!
A ray of light enveloped Jiang Chen and brought him in.
"Jiang Chen pays respects to… Master!"
Jiang Chen had originally come to seek an audience with Xiao Rongyu, but upon arriving, he saw Chu Xun standing calmly nearby. He was momentarily stunned. In his understanding, his master rarely left the Sutra Pavilion—why was he here today?
Looking around and seeing several elders, Jiang Chen quickly saluted. "Greetings, elders."
"What are you here for?" Chu Xun asked.
"I obtained something from the Yin Ruins."
With a calm smile, Jiang Chen flicked his sleeve lightly. A secret scripture floated into the air.
"Great Phoenix Sutra."
"The Great Phoenix Sutra?"
"The Great Phoenix Sutra?!"
The elders were dumbfounded. Even Xiao Rongyu and the leaders of the six Holy Lands had searched for it without success—yet it had fallen into the hands of this junior.
"Let me see…"
"Is it real?"
"Yes!"
"It truly is the Great Phoenix Sutra!"
"A scripture of the Yin Dynasty!"
Seeing their astonishment, Jiang Chen raised his chin slightly, pride unconcealed. Yet none of the elders minded—instead, their smiles grew wider.
"Good!"
"Excellent!"
"Outstanding!"
"Jiang Chen, you've made a tremendous contribution to the sect!"
Jiang Chen remained composed and said calmly, "This is only one of them."
Only one?
Elder Jiang.
Elder Wang He.
Elder Wang, who suppressed the forbidden area.
The three elders stared at him as though gazing upon an unrivaled treasure, anticipation blazing in their eyes.
Buzz!
A bronze sword, long buried in dust, appeared in the air. Wisps of dragon energy coiled around it, and Donglin Sect's fortune visibly trembled.
Bang!
Elder Wang He's eyes widened. The Great Phoenix Sutra alone had already delighted them beyond expectation—who could have imagined there was more?
"Zhenguo Sword!"
"The Zhenguo Sword!"
"So it really is the Zhenguo Sword!"
Elder Jiang exclaimed in amazement. "This sword has been nourished by the dragon energy of the Yin Dynasty for hundreds of years. It's already a peerless holy weapon capable of suppressing fortune. With it, Donglin Sect's luck will grow even stronger!"
Elder Wang He nodded. The moment the bronze sword appeared, Donglin Sect's fortune stabilized and became more solid—a clear auspicious sign. But since the sword belonged to Jiang Chen, he asked solemnly:
"This item is extraordinary. Are you certain you wish to contribute it to the sect?"
Jiang Chen looked proudly at Elder Chu, smiling brightly, and nodded firmly.
"Good!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
Elder Wang, who guarded the forbidden area, laughed heartily. "Jiang Chen, with these great contributions, you will soon be canonized as the Holy Son of Donglin Sect!"
Elder Wang He.
Elder Jiang.
Even Chu Xun glanced sideways.
The title of Holy Son signified the future successor of the sect. Donglin Sect rarely appointed one—yet now, this declaration was equivalent to a formal promise.
From this day on, Jiang Chen's status as Holy Son was officially acknowledged.
In the future, he could choose:
To inherit Donglin Sect.
Or to inherit the Jiang family.
This would normally be impossible—but under these circumstances, all concerns were dispelled.
"Master."
Jiang Chen looked at Chu Xun with genuine admiration. He knew that without him, none of these gains would have been possible.
"Yes."
Chu Xun nodded lightly—tacit consent.
Yet inwardly, he felt curious. The Yin Dynasty ruins should have been a place where the destiny protagonist gained the most—yet everything had fallen into his disciple's hands.
Unable to resist, he opened his eyes and looked deeper.
[Name: Jiang Chen]
[Age: 28]
[Cultivation: Venerable Fifth Realm]
[Luck: Dark Lotus (Destiny Villain)]
"Hm?"
Chu Xun was startled. Jiang Chen's luck had once been deep purple—yet after this journey, it had undergone a drastic transformation.
That meant only one thing.
Jiang Chen still had other gains.
Chu Xun's gaze turned meaningful.