Chapter 783: Second Purple Soul Seed

The Yi Xian White Pagoda was silent.

Soon, however, a cold laugh echoed from the upper levels of the pagoda, belonging to the Yi Xian Grand Master.

"As the Soul Infusion Grand Master, you utter nonsense, disgracing your position!"

Following his cold laugh, the Yi Xian Grand Master's figure emerged from the upper levels. He stepped out into the main hall, his gaze cold as he glared at the Soul Infusion Grand Master, beginning his rebuke.

"You claim to read ancient texts? To verify history? You assert that my Yi Xian lineage never possessed an Yi Xian Dao Seed in the past?"

"Then look, what is this!"

As he spoke, the Yi Xian Grand Master raised his right hand and pointed upwards. Immediately, a terrifying soul thread fluctuation emanated from the upper level. Its intensity surpassed all others, nearly reaching three hundred thousand. At the moment this fluctuation spread, a light screen materialized, revealing a colossal figure within.

It was a divine being, a Divine Child. However, unlike the Divine Child previously woven by the Yi Xian Grand Master, this one radiated an aura of ancientness and profound power, far transcending the usual scope of a Divine Child. It gave a sense of returning to the void, and not a typical one. The soul thread fluctuations emanating from it were extremely formidable. Moreover, within its body, a single blue snowflake shimmered with brilliant light, connecting all the soul threads. It was precisely a Dao Seed.

Seeing this, the Soul Infusion Grand Master fell silent. The Soul Infusion cultivators around him, including the Seventh Prince, all frowned. Everyone inside the white pagoda was astonished. Some guessed the origin of this Divine Child, and that guess deeply unsettled them.

"This is our Yi Xian lineage's ancestor, Chen Daoze!" The Yi Xian Grand Master's voice reverberated through the white pagoda. "External rumors claim that after achieving great mastery and weaving a Divine Child, he passed away, becoming a mummy preserved within our Yi Xian lineage. But in reality, how could our ancestor perish so easily! Our ancestor, Chen Daoze, chose to enter slumber to research Dao Seeds himself! There has long been a Dao Seed within our ancestor's body; how can you claim there was none previously! Furthermore, our ancestor himself has integrated a Dao Seed. So how can you suggest a 'single thought from upstream'? Upstream? Tell me, who is upstream from our ancestor?"

The Yi Xian Grand Master flicked his sleeve, speaking with pride, then turned to face his students. "You too, open your eyes wide and observe carefully. You can naturally discern if this projection is fake. Our ancestor is still in slumber; see clearly if his Dao Seed is the same as yours!"

The Yi Xian lineage disciples felt a stir in their hearts. They had noticed the blue snowflake on their ancestor's head before, and it was identical to the one integrated within them. Facts spoke louder than words and could dismantle all rumors.

Xu Qing's eyes gleamed with surprise. He understood the origin of his previous feelings but was still very surprised; he hadn't expected Yi Xian lineage's Chen Daoze to have faked his death. "Chen Daoze's soul... its profoundness far exceeds that of the Grand Master by several times. Unfortunately, the blue snowflake's enhancement to it is limited. If it were a purple soul seed, it would surely allow his soul threads to break through five hundred thousand." Xu Qing mused.

The Yi Xian Grand Master's counter-attack was something the Soul Infusion lineage could not refute. At this moment, the Soul Infusion disciples' expressions grew solemn. Seeing this, the Yi Xian Grand Master sneered again.

"The person I mentioned earlier who was in secluded cultivation is our lineage's ancestor. In one month, he will emerge from his seclusion."

"If you still have doubts, do you dare to hold a debate in a month's time!"

This declaration not only shook those within the white pagoda but also caused an uproar among students from various lineages observing outside. The Grand Academy Debate was the highest level of competition between lineages and a fundamental principle of the Grand Academy, advocating that different lineages use debates to enhance their persuasiveness and attract students. In the early days of the Grand Academy, such debates were frequent. Even debates involving major lineages would draw the attention of the imperial family, with the Human Emperor often attending as an observer. However, with the passage of time, as the Soul Infusion lineage became dominant, debates grew less common. Yet today, the Yi Xian Grand Master actually proposed a debate. These words were like a general drawing his sword from its scabbard.

For a moment, the Yi Xian lineage disciples within the white pagoda were invigorated, while the Soul Infusion lineage members, in contrast, fell silent.

After a long pause, the Soul Infusion Grand Master withdrew his gaze from the light screen, looked at the Yi Xian Grand Master, and spoke calmly. "Very well. Then, in one month, on the day your ancestor emerges from seclusion, we shall hold the Grand Academy Debate!"

With that, the Soul Infusion Grand Master turned and departed. All the high-ranking Soul Infusion officials also left the Yi Xian White Pagoda, their expressions grim.

Inside the Yi Xian White Pagoda, everyone was exhilarated. The Grand Master held his head high, waving his hand for everyone to return to their normal activities, while he himself, with his hands behind his back, returned to the upper level.

As for Xu Qing, he watched the departing Soul Infusion cultivators, lingering his gaze on the Seventh Prince and their Grand Master, then turned his head to look at the upper levels of the Yi Xian White Pagoda. "Should I give them another soul seed?" Xu Qing sensed the ninety-nine purple snowflakes within his body, pondered for a moment, and then left the Yi Xian lineage.

Late at night, within the Grand Academy, a pouch identical to the one from before was delivered to the Yi Xian White Pagoda. The Grand Master sensed it immediately but did not fly out at once. He waited for a moment before swiftly departing. He didn't care who delivered it; he knew very well that the mysterious senior did not wish to reveal their identity, and there was no need for him to investigate and cause displeasure. What concerned him was whether the pouch contained a purple snowflake, as he had expected.

Upon receiving it, he suppressed his excitement and returned to his secret room, opening the pouch. Seeing the purple snowflake inside, the Yi Xian Grand Master was filled with extreme excitement. After a long moment, he took a deep breath, carried the elixir bottle containing the purple snowflake, entered the Yi Xian forbidden chamber, and presented it with both hands before the slumbering Chen Daoze.

Meanwhile, late at night, in the Soul Infusion lineage's white pagoda, an event of profound significance was also unfolding...

In the upper levels of the Soul Infusion White Pagoda, within the Sutra Repository, the Seventh Prince appeared, reviewing jade slips. Due to the nature of the Grand Academy, the Soul Infusion lineage's Sutra Repository stored many cultivation insights from disciples, making it convenient for future generations to consult and improve. It also contained the experiences of previous masters, to prevent later practitioners from making mistakes. The Seventh Prince was currently perusing them.

Tonight, he could have left, but after returning from the Yi Xian lineage, he recalled the Grand Master's praise, specifically the mention of "sixty years." "After sixty years, you will surely achieve greatness... But the Crown Prince Incense is about to burn, and there's only one year left. So, I cannot wait sixty years."

Dissatisfaction flickered in the Seventh Prince's eyes. Although his cultivation had broken through, he still felt it was too slow. He hated Xu Qing and yearned for revenge. He longed to become the Crown Prince and govern humanity. Originally, with his uncle, King Tianlan, as his backer, all of this was not impossible for the future. But now... "If my cultivation could shake the heavens... everything would be resolved effortlessly!"

The Seventh Prince felt a growing irritation in his heart. While pondering, he searched, wanting to see if there was any shortcut. He had asked the Grand Master about this, but the Grand Master had not told him.

Thus, time passed. An hour later, after perusing numerous cultivation records, a faint glow suddenly appeared in the Seventh Prince's eyes as he looked down at the jade slip in his hand. This jade slip contained the cultivation insights of an elder from the Soul Infusion lineage. It proposed an idea: absorbing a sufficient quantity of souls from one's own kind seemed to accelerate the body's integration of divine beings and reduce its limitations. However, this method was too cruel and went against human nature, so the elder had abandoned it, only trying it on a small scale by killing personal enemies.

The Seventh Prince fell silent. After a long moment, he left the Sutra Repository. As for the jade slip, he placed it back in its original position.

A long time later, in the quiet Sutra Repository, the Soul Infusion Grand Master's figure appeared silently. He stood where the Seventh Prince had been, looked down at the jade slip, and smiled faintly.