Chapter 1529: Taiyi Sword Wall

"By the way, Ninth Uncle, that was a phenomenon of Nascent Soul advancement, wasn't it? Who reached the Nascent Soul stage?" Wang Qingqi suddenly remembered something and asked curiously.

"Qiuming has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, Hua Xin failed, and Qingjing, Qingjun, and Mengbin are still in secluded cultivation," Wang Changsheng replied truthfully. Among the three, he was most optimistic about Wang Qingjun.

Wang Qingjun was cautious and prudent in his actions. Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingling were too dazzling, leaving Wang Qingjun with few opportunities to distinguish himself. After entering the Core Formation stage, he was responsible for overseeing the family's assets in the Northern Border.

Wang Qingjun had experienced many setbacks and traveled extensively. His experience was richer than that of Wang Mengbin and Wang Qingjing.

He merely had a better feeling about Wang Qingjun; he wasn't certain if Wang Qingjun would truly advance to the Nascent Soul stage.

"That's great news! All told, our family now has six Nascent Soul cultivators. It's a pity that cousin Haitang cannot permanently reside on Green Lotus Island," Wang Qingqi said with some regret. He had often helped Ye Haitang refine Yellow Spring Pills, and their relationship was good.

"Haitang has her duties, you have yours, everyone has their own tasks. We all have our responsibilities. I wonder if Qingshan and the others have eliminated the Netherworld Spiders yet," Wang Changsheng sighed, a hint of worry in his eyes.

After chatting for more than half an hour, Wang Changsheng returned to Green Lotus Peak.

As he approached Green Lotus Peak, Wang Changsheng heard a joyful zither melody. He could tell, however, that there was an undertone of sorrow within the music.

He knew very well that Wang Ruyan was worried about Wang Qingjing.

He was equally worried about Wang Qingjing, but the Grand Dao was impartial; worry was useless. They couldn't offer any help; Wang Qingjing had to rely on herself.

Entering their residence, Wang Changsheng saw Wang Ruyan playing the zither in the stone pavilion, her face full of sorrow. The melody slowly became more intricate, then swiftly swept across the calm lake surface, causing it to suddenly ripple and unleash waves dozens of feet high.

Wang Changsheng's figure flickered, and he suddenly appeared beside Wang Ruyan. He gently patted her shoulder, embraced her, and comforted her, "Wife, children and grandchildren have their own destinies. Some things are beyond our control."

Wang Ruyan leaned into Wang Changsheng's embrace and sighed, "Qingjing is our only daughter. I truly hope she advances to the Nascent Soul stage, but we both understand her situation."

"By the way, has there been any news from the Northern Border yet? It's been several years." Wang Changsheng, not wanting to dwell on the topic, quickly changed the subject.

Wang Ruyan shook her head and said, "No, Qingshan should be back soon, I suppose. With a Spirit Transformation cultivator overseeing the Northern Border, nothing major should happen."

After chatting for a while, Wang Ruyan went to cultivate. A great calamity was approaching, and no one knew when it would arrive. They could only cultivate as much as possible, increase their cultivation, and enhance their self-preservation abilities.

Wang Changsheng placed the Gold-Devouring Ant Queen and the Double-Eyed Rat in different locations; both had fallen into a deep slumber. This was the Double-Eyed Rat's third time entering slumber, and it was uncertain if it would advance to the fourth rank this time.

It was the Gold-Devouring Ant Queen's first time entering slumber. Advancing for spiritual insects was more difficult than for spiritual beasts, but once a spiritual insect reached a high rank, its abilities were no weaker than those of ordinary demonic beasts.

After settling the spiritual beasts, Wang Changsheng went to the basement, took out refining materials, and began to craft a fourth-tier puppet beast.

The Wang family currently possessed two fourth-tier puppet beasts. Wang Changsheng gifted the newly crafted fourth-tier puppet beast to Fairy Ziyue.

Having an additional fourth-tier puppet beast provided an extra layer of reliance in combat.

The Blazing Sun Divine Pagoda had been repaired and could be considered a trump card.

***

Eastern Wilderness, Taiyi Immortal Sect.

A towering peak, straight into the clouds, looked like a colossal sword lying horizontally on the ground from a distance.

In a secluded small courtyard with blue tiles, some azure spiritual flowers were planted. Their buds were crescent-shaped, and a group of azure spiritual butterflies were collecting nectar.

Liu Ye sat on a stone bench, his expression solemn.

Sword Master Xiaoyao and Wang Qingshan stood by, both master and disciple wearing respectful expressions.

"Nephew Ye, this disciple you've taken is excellent. When the Netherworld Spiders caused trouble in the Northern Border, he proactively went there to eliminate them. This is truly commendable," Liu Ye said with a smile, his eyes filled with appreciation.

"Uncle Liu, you flatter me. Teaching disciples is my duty, and eradicating evil and defending the righteous path is the duty of cultivators like us. There's nothing to praise," Sword Master Xiaoyao said humbly. He was well aware of Liu Ye's temperament: if a capable person was humble, Liu Ye would appreciate them more; if an incapable person was humble, Liu Ye would simply ignore them.

The more humble Sword Master Xiaoyao was, the more Liu Ye liked Wang Qingshan.

"Well said. A great calamity is approaching, and our sect should not rigidly adhere to every rule. Take Nephew Wang to the Taiyi Sword Wall. How much he comprehends will depend on his own insights," Liu Ye said, his expression turning solemn at the end.

Sword Master Xiaoyao gasped, exclaiming in surprise, "Uncle Liu? Is that true? Qingshan is only an unregistered disciple. According to the founder's instructions, no one can comprehend the Taiyi Sword Wall unless they have performed extraordinary merits. This goes against reason."

The Taiyi Sword Wall was a treasure refined by a fifth-tier artifact master at the request of the Four Seasons Sword Master. The Four Seasons Sword Master had inscribed his understanding of the Sword Dao upon it. The Sword Dao was profound and mysterious, to be intuitively grasped rather than verbally expressed.

The Taiyi Sword Wall was a consumable item, similar to a talisman treasure; it would be rendered useless once its power was depleted. Since its creation, only five disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect had been able to see the Sword Wall. Liu Ye was one of them. Sword Master Xiaoyao hadn't had the opportunity; strictly speaking, he had forfeited that chance.

"Hmph, a great disaster is approaching, and our sect will not be spared. Ultimately, the Taiyi Sword Wall is an inanimate object. If it can help Nephew Wang advance further in the Sword Dao, what does it matter if it becomes useless? Oh, and bring Nephew Han along. Let them both comprehend the Taiyi Sword Wall for a month. How much they grasp will depend on their individual abilities."

Liu Ye's expression was solemn. The Netherworld Spiders were certainly not the so-called "great disaster"; such a disaster would not be so easily resolved. The Immortal-Demon War over four thousand years ago was a true great disaster: an ocean region of fifty million li in circumference was directly turned into ruins, tens of thousands of cultivators died in that catastrophe, and the Myriad Ghost Sect was erased from the cultivation world.

The current disturbance by the Netherworld Spiders in the Northern Border cultivation world only resulted in the loss of some cultivators; its impact was not significant, and it did not qualify as a great calamity.

No matter how good the Taiyi Sword Wall was, it was still an inanimate object. It would be foolish not to use it when a great disaster was imminent.

"Yes, disciple understands. Qingshan, you must cherish this opportunity. Even your master hasn't had the chance to comprehend the Taiyi Sword Wall," Sword Master Xiaoyao said with some excitement.

Wang Qingshan paused slightly, then curiously asked, "Grandmaster Liu, why not let Master enter as well? He should be able to comprehend great divine abilities."

"Your master is trapped by emotions; his Dao path ends here. His entry would only be a waste of an opportunity. You and Tianxuan are not entangled by emotions, so you may go. Whether you comprehend anything depends entirely on the individual, unrelated to aptitude or cultivation. To this day, only five people in our sect have comprehended the Taiyi Sword Wall, and only this old man has gained some insights; the other four had no gains."

Liu Ye spoke slowly. Sword Master Xiaoyao was originally the most promising sword cultivator in the Taiyi Immortal Sect, but he was trapped by emotions, and his cultivation had stagnated. His Dao path had reached its end.

"Qingshan, Uncle Liu is right. Your master no longer has this opportunity. You and Nephew Han must strive hard. I hope you can comprehend something. Not everyone gets this chance, so you must seize it," Sword Master Xiaoyao exhorted, his expression solemn.

The Taiyi Sword Wall was a forbidden area of the Taiyi Immortal Sect. Since this treasure was crafted, many disciples had heard of it, but only a handful had actually seen it.

Sword Master Xiaoyao originally had the opportunity to see the Taiyi Sword Wall, but for the sake of Lin Siruo, he gave up that chance and thus lost all connection to the Taiyi Sword Wall.

Wang Qingshan's expression became resolute. "Yes, disciple understands. I will certainly cherish this opportunity."

Liu Ye gave a few more instructions, then dismissed the master and disciple.

"Ancestor, if you are still in this world, I hope you will bless our sect to overcome this great calamity," Liu Ye muttered to himself, gazing into the high sky.