Cultivation: I Have a Golden Talisman

In the dead of night.

The moonlight was as bright as day, and the heavens were clear.

A streak of Escape Light cut across the sky, landing on a mountain peak.

The figures of a man and a woman appeared—it was none other than Fang Cheng and the mysterious young woman. They glanced back the way they came, seeing only a range of snow-capped mountains standing silently against the horizon.

Fang Cheng took out a palm-sized Jade Tower and cast a Spell. With a flash of spiritual light, the tower instantly grew to a height of one hundred feet, standing firm upon the mountain.

He said to the young woman, "We’ll rest here for a while."

With that, he led the way into the Jade Tower.

The young woman blinked, then followed him inside.

A moment later, it was as if an invisible giant hand swept past, erasing the Jade Tower from sight.

Beneath the moon, the world fell into a tranquil silence.

The inside of the Jade Tower was luxurious, spacious, and exceedingly comfortable. It was furnished entirely to Fang Cheng’s liking, with magnificent appointments and exquisite, vibrant plants.

Fang Cheng had just slain several Dharma Masters from the Mingxiao Domain, acquiring a number of their storage-type Magical Artifacts. He still needed to break the seals on each one and take inventory of his spoils.

Of course, the most precious of all was the Immortal Copper Treasure Box.

There was still some time before the Feathered Immortal Tree’s appearance, which gave him an opportunity to unravel the mystery of the Treasure Box.

They took their seats, one host and one guest. The young woman’s slender frame seemed all the more delicate in the large, luxurious chair.

Fang Cheng picked up the teapot, used Magical Power to boil water from a Spiritual Spring, and steeped some Spirit Tea. He then poured her a cup and said, "Now that you’ve had your revenge, a great weight must be lifted from your shoulders. Allow me to toast you with this tea in place of wine."

’No matter her background,’ he thought, ’for her to navigate among so many Dharma Masters with only an Early-stage Life Talisman Cultivation, and even successfully plot against the Supreme Elder of the Yin Yang Sect... it was truly worthy of respect.’

’The power of hatred was not to be underestimated.’

Her fair hands caressed the teacup. She glanced at Fang Cheng and said softly, "Thank you."

After a pause, she spoke somberly, "Nangong Chilong destroyed my home and slaughtered my family. For all these years, not a single day has passed that I haven’t dreamed of killing him. Now that I’ve seen him die a wretched death, I have no more regrets in this life."

A wistful expression appeared on her delicate, fair face, and a profound loneliness filled her eyes.

In the dead of night, her mind would always conjure the image of Nangong Chilong brutally suppressing her entire clan.

For his own sick pleasure, the old scoundrel had even violated the female members of the family in front of all the men, draining their essence for his cultivation.

If not for the legacy of a top-tier sect she had received in her youth, and the various means it afforded her to escape, she too would have long since joined the ranks of her family’s departed souls.

Her heart now unburdened, she revealed to Fang Cheng the story she had kept hidden for so many years.

The young woman’s name was Yun Qiuyuan. She was a core disciple of the Yun Family, a second-rate aristocratic family in the Mingxiao Domain. Her parents were both Life Soul Cultivators, and she had lived a privileged life.

In her youth, she had stumbled upon the legacy of the Heaven-Stealing Sect, a top sect in the domain from ten thousand years prior. Furthermore, she had been taken as a disciple by a Tribulation Realm Great Power, becoming the direct heir to the Heaven-Stealing Sect’s teachings.

Unfortunately, the Tribulation Realm Great Power’s time was up. He soon left to face his tribulation alone, admitting that he had almost no chance of success.

For several years, Yun Qiuyuan obediently followed her master’s orders, revealing her incredible fortune to no one.

Until the day disaster struck the Yun Family.

The exact cause was lost to time, but the Yun Family had somehow offended the Supreme Elder of the Yin Yang Sect. Nangong Chilong took matters into his own hands to vent his fury, slaughtering them, draining them for his cultivation, and eradicating them root and stem. He wiped the Yun Family from the Mingxiao Domain completely.

Relying on a Fifth-rank Magical Artifact and the Divine Techniques her master had taught her, Yun Qiuyuan managed a narrow escape. From that day forward, she dedicated her life to vengeance, with no room for any other thought.

The Heaven-Stealing Sect specialized in the Empty Hand Skill. As she traveled the world, she unintentionally stole a treasure from the Ancient Evil Race and used it as bait in her scheme against Nangong Chilong.

According to her original plan, even without the "unexpected factor" of Fang Cheng, Nangong Chilong would have at least been severely wounded, if not killed.

Then, she would have been able to infiltrate the Yin Yang Sect and enact another deadly plan to complete her quest for vengeance.

But the way events unfolded afterward went far beyond her wildest expectations.

She had witnessed with her own eyes the shocking spectacle of Fang Cheng sweeping through the Dharma Masters as if they were mere chickens and dogs. It was terrifying, yet exhilarating.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Fang Cheng asked slowly after hearing her story.

Yun Qiuyuan smiled faintly. "My master left me a Grotto Heaven Blessed Land. I’ll return there to focus on my Cultivation and do my best to preserve our lineage."

Fang Cheng took out the Immortal Copper Treasure Box and the Ten Thousand Transformations Bead, placing them on the table. In a low voice, he explained the method for opening the Treasure Box, which he had deciphered with the Creation Golden Talisman.

A strange look crossed Yun Qiuyuan’s face as she listened. "It must be the Ancient Profound Talismans!" she blurted out.

"Ancient Profound Talismans?" Fang Cheng frowned. He had never heard of them before.

Yun Qiuyuan explained, "During the Ancient Times, this world was ruled by the three thousand Ancient Evil Races. The Human Race was weak, merely struggling to survive. Near the end of that period, the Ancient Evil Races fought a great war against an off-world race, which left them severely weakened. It was at this time that a Wordless Celestial Stele fell into our world. The Human Race seized this opportunity and began its rise to prominence."

"After the Ancient Times came the Ancient Era. During the Thirty Thousand Years of the Ancient Era, seventy-two Tribulation Realm Great Powers emerged from the Human Race. They came to be known as the Seventy-Two Saints of the Ancient Times. All seventy-two of these Saints achieved mastery by comprehending the Wordless Celestial Stele, and they led the Human Race Cultivators to supremacy over the world."

"The Ancient Profound Talismans are what the Seventy-Two Saints gained from their comprehension of the Wordless Celestial Stele. The legacies of the world’s many Mystic Sects and Demon Daos today have all evolved from these very talismans."

Understanding dawned on Fang Cheng.

’The Immortal Copper Treasure Box was crafted by the Seventy-Two Saints. It was only natural that the key to opening it would lie in tracing it back to its source—to the legacy they left behind.’

’I wonder,’ he thought, ’which six of the Seventy-Two Saints correspond to the six Ancient Profound Talismans required for the Treasure Box?’

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