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Chapter 212: Chu Feng: A Day of Double Blessings

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Ye."

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Ye."

Within the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, fellow disciples offered their congratulations to Ye Beixuan, who had just broken through.

He cupped his hands toward the crowd. "Thank you all for protecting me during the process."

Wang Baole smiled and said, "There's no need to be so formal, Junior Brother. This is what we should do. Come on, let's go pay respects to Master—he's surely waiting for you."

"Mm."

After responding, Ye Beixuan followed his fellow disciples to the head courtyard to meet Chu Feng.

When the group arrived, Chu Feng was sitting on a stone chair, gently fanning himself with a folding fan.

"We greet Master."

"No need for formalities."

Chu Feng smiled as he turned his gaze toward Ye Beixuan. "Beixuan, how do you feel?"

Ye Beixuan respectfully replied, "Master, I've never experienced anything so wonderful. I truly don't know how to describe this feeling."

In his previous life, he didn't awaken a divine body until he reached the Nirvana realm. Now, having done so within just a few short years after rebirth, it all felt unreal.

"Hahaha…"

Chu Feng couldn't help laughing heartily. "You're quite the straightforward one. Since you've broken through to the True Fate realm, we'll hold a celebration for you tonight."

"Long live Master!"

Everyone shouted joyfully.

The next morning—

As usual, everyone rose early for cultivation. After Wang Baole finished his training, he ran into Miss Nangong.

"Yu'er, what brings you here so early?"

Yu'er rolled her eyes at him and said with mock annoyance, "I came to bring you good news. My father has agreed to your request."

Joy spread across Wang Baole's face. "Did Uncle set any other conditions?"

Yu'er smiled. "Who would dare impose terms on a future saint? When do you plan to make your declaration?"

Wang Baole said, "In three months, I'll announce it publicly. I'll personally go to Tiandao Villa and reclaim everything that belongs to my lineage."

Yu'er nodded in satisfaction. "Good. When the time comes, the Great Yu Dynasty will support you."

"Thank you."

Wang Baole bowed deeply to her.

Yu'er beamed sweetly. "No need for thanks between us."

Three months later, Wang Baole, together with the Great Yu Dynasty and the Wang Clan, jointly announced to the world that on the fifteenth day of the first month next year, they would head to Tiandao Villa to reclaim the rightful inheritance of the Mo Clan's Tiandao lineage.

The moment this news broke, all factions below the level of sacred lands in Xuanzhou erupted in uproar.

Although Tiandao Villa had declined since the upheaval a century ago—even with a Half-Saint legacy remaining—no one regarded it as a Half-Saint power anymore, merely as a noble house of regional strength.

Now, a Half-Saint power, a noble clan, and the direct disciple of Wendao Academy were joining forces to challenge the Demonblade King for the Tiandao lineage.

To the world, this was going to be a grand spectacle. Since the Taixu Secret Realm event, nothing major had stirred in Xuanzhou.

Now that Chu the Half-Saint's personal disciple was about to reveal his strength to the world, everyone wanted to witness whether this disciple could match the likes of the Invincible Sword and the Unrivaled Tyrant Fist.

Inside Tiandao Villa—

The current villa master, Mo Wuxin, stared at the latest report. His withered face creased deeply in the center.

A hundred years ago, he had mastered the Demonblade Technique and eradicated the old elders—but at great cost to his own vitality.

In the past century, he had only taken action twice, each time severely shortening his lifespan.

The Demonblade Technique was a life-for-life blade art—the more life force it consumed, the greater its power.

"Mo Yu… to think that old thing is still alive, and even produced a successor. Who gave you the courage to challenge me?!"

The old steward beside him quickly said, "Villa Master, Mo Yu and that live-in son-in-law are not worth worrying about. I'm more concerned whether the Half-Saint from Wendao Academy will intervene personally."

Mo Wuxin chuckled. "Don't worry. As long as that brat doesn't die in Tiandao Villa, the Half-Saint won't act. When the time comes, as long as I kill Mo Yu, that brat won't be a threat."

"But what about the Great Yu Dynasty and the Wang Clan?" the steward asked worriedly.

Mo Wuxin sneered. "You think they'll go all out for one cripple? Go summon Li'er."

"Yes, sir."

The steward turned and left.

Before long, a middle-aged man slowly stepped into the main hall.

Mo Wuxin looked at his direct grandson and said, "Li'er, haven't you always wanted to learn the Demonblade Technique from me? Today, I'll pass it on to you!"

Mo Li's face lit up with wild joy. He had begged for this blade art for a hundred years, but his grandfather had always refused—until now.

"Thank you, Grandfather! I won't let you down!"

Mo Wuxin spoke calmly, "No need to thank me yet. Before, I refused because you hadn't reached the Spirit Nurturing realm. And this technique is far too tyrannical—it damages the foundation. If you trained it prematurely, your soul wouldn't endure."

As he finished speaking, Mo Wuxin casually pointed, imprinting the technique directly into Mo Li's mind.

"In three and a half months, Mo Yu's branch will come to Tiandao Villa. I hope you won't disappoint me then."

Mo Li cupped his hands. "Grandson will not let Grandfather down!"

Within Wendao Academy—

Wang Baole remained focused on cultivation. He was not far from the Heaven Origin realm. Thanks to the Taixu Flesh and years of accumulated resources, he could continue cultivating even without leaving the house.

In cultivation, time flows unnoticed.

Two months later, late one night—

Two immense bursts of energy startled Chu Feng awake as he had just laid down.

"Huh… someone else is breaking through?"

He remembered Wang Baole was close to a breakthrough—likely within days. But now, it seemed another disciple was breaking through too. Could it be Caiyi?

Thinking this, Chu Feng jumped out of bed—but quickly returned under the covers.

Caiyi wouldn't cause such a huge disturbance, even with new insights. He went back to sleep.

On two separate peaks of Miaomiao Mountain—

Wang Baole and Nie Xiuyuan broke through at the same time.

Such intense energy fluctuations naturally woke all the other disciples.

Qin Qin, Ye Beixuan, and others arrived via flight. Even Elder Bing appeared behind them.

Everyone watched the two about to break through without speaking.

By the next day at noon, both had successfully broken through, one after the other.

Chu Feng watched the fading energy and murmured, "A day of double blessings—excellent, excellent."

Just as his words fell, a familiar voice rang out in his mind:

"Congratulations, host. Disciple Nie Xiuyuan has broken through to the Path Union realm. Host is rewarded with eighty years of cultivation."

"Congratulations, host. Disciple Wang Baole has broken through to the Heaven Origin realm. Blade Intent of the Engraving Blade reaches perfection. Host is rewarded with thirty years of cultivation, Dao Insight +2."

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