Chapter 1309: Yao Yao and the Origin of the Three Seeds

Clearly, Yu Shang's ancestors were also very distinguished. This clan was once glorious, but over generations, it gradually declined, and the secret artifact it guarded and concealed became a target.

At this moment, Chu Feng still didn't know what the artifact was, nor did he know who his enemy was.

In fact, he was more interested in learning about the enemy: their origin, their level of terror, and whether they were stronger than, but not weaker than, the Martial Lunatic.

Based on the available information, this had to be a myth among myths, a prehistoric monster whose power was on par with creation itself, comparable to Li. Otherwise, how could such a thing be possible?!

However, Yu Shang remained silent, not revealing the person's identity despite Chu Feng's repeated inquiries.

"I'm afraid that mentioning that clan might alert certain unseen beings and implicate you," Yu Shang said, his voice weak, his hair white, and his eyes dim and cloudy.

Chu Feng felt a pang of sorrow seeing him in this state. His life had been too tragic; his only close relatives—his daughter, his eldest son, and others—had all been murdered. Now, he was alone and helpless, so haggard, desolate, and miserable.

At the same time, Chu Feng was alarmed. What kind of enemy was this? What truly terrifying being could it be, so powerful that merely uttering its name could trigger a response?

Yu Shang urged him to be ready to receive a secret diagram.

Chu Feng was startled. Was such a fuss necessary just to receive a diagram? This must be the secret artifact, he thought.

"This is a spiritual imprint passed down from ancient times, containing clues to that secret artifact," Yu Shang said, his expression extremely solemn, instructing Chu Feng to accept it with his spiritual perception.

The matter was of great importance; precisely because his ancestor's spiritual imprint was etched into his mind, outsiders couldn't probe it. If anyone tried to forcibly take it, his spiritual sea would collapse.

Chu Feng pondered that if Yu Shang were to pass on this imprint diagram, he would likely lose his last spiritual anchor, and his life might come to an end.

Chu Feng refused again, urging old man Yu Shang to keep it himself, believing that one day he would see the light and be able to seek revenge.

Since this was a secret artifact, coveted by supreme experts since ancient times, if Yu Shang one day unearthed it, he might be able to use it to suppress and kill his great enemy.

"Don't worry about me," Yu Shang said. "This is a rare opportunity. The reason I want to give it to you is also because this spiritual imprint doesn't reject you and subtly feels close to you. In all these years, this has rarely happened, except when facing someone with my clan's blood flowing through them."

Yu Shang said something surprising, understanding Chu Feng's concern. He told him that he wouldn't die but would strive to live and endure until the day of dawn.

Chu Feng sighed softly, feeling sad for him, and was also puzzled as to why Yu Shang's ancestor's spiritual imprint didn't reject him.

In fact, Yu Shang was also puzzled, and eventually thought of a legendary possibility.

He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Perhaps someone from your family had dealings with our clan in the past and received the baptism of our clan's true blood."

This left Chu Feng stunned and profoundly confused.

Yu Shang explained that their clan was extraordinary, so mysterious that even they felt it. It was said that occasionally, individuals with extremely special bloodlines would appear in their clan, whose blood, under certain inexplicable circumstances, could be activated into another state, becoming an ultimate panacea capable of baptizing all living beings.

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng was deeply shocked. What kind of physique and true blood was this? That it could be like this was truly astonishing!

This blood was very special, legendary, and profoundly mysterious. It could even be said that after baptizing someone's body, it could promote mutation, imbuing them with some of the blood's characteristics!

After hearing this, Chu Feng was somewhat dumbfounded with surprise. Was there such miraculous blood in this world? It was too mystical and felt unbelievable.

Without needing to think, Yu Shang's clan's ancestors, in extremely ancient times, must have been far more mysterious and powerful than imagined.

Otherwise, how could the blood of the clan members who occasionally appeared be like this?!

Yu Shang sighed. In fact, even he felt deeply skeptical upon hearing such rumors, finding them incredible and feeling that their strangeness and power were somewhat outlandish.

Even the clan members themselves found it hard to imagine and felt it was like an outlandish legend.

But this was the truth; the clan had records and some evidence remaining.

Therefore, he suspected that Chu Feng's ancestors had a connection with their clan and had received the baptism, causing Chu Feng's lineage to acquire certain characteristics that made the spiritual imprint feel close to him.

"That should be impossible," Chu Feng said, shaking his head. Because he wasn't from the Yang Realm at all and should have no connection with Yu Shang's clan.

He did not avoid the topic or conceal it, directly stating that he was from the Lesser Yin Realm, as he had not avoided old man Yu Shang when speaking with Qing Yin.

And recently, Yu Shang had been protecting him and ensuring his safety, so he had nothing to hide.

Apart from his initial surprise, Yu Shang had long since calmed down. Which evolutionist didn't have their own secrets? Especially beings who could become Great Sages, they were naturally extraordinary.

Yu Shang, a Celestial Venerable in the Yang Realm with extremely mysterious ancestors, naturally knew many secrets. Various theories of reincarnation were not unfamiliar to him.

"Perhaps your ancestors were people from the Yang Realm's past?" Yu Shang asked.

Chu Feng shook his head; that was unlikely.

There was a saying that beings in the Lesser Yin Realm were all buried remains from the Yang Realm that had later revived.

Some beings from the Yang Realm had been very arrogant, stating directly that the Lesser Yin Realm was merely a mass grave left behind by the Yang Realm in ancient times, where some corpses had gained sentience and gradually revived, giving birth to various ethnic groups.

Such a statement naturally made the people of the Lesser Yin Realm feel deeply humiliated.

At this moment, Chu Feng's heart stirred, and certain thoughts suddenly surged within him.

"Senior, are you sure you are the only one left in your clan? Are there any other blood relatives, any descendants, who might have entered the Lesser Yin Realm?"

As he spoke, his heart pounded, because when he considered certain possibilities, it might bring hope to Yu Shang, who had little life left.

"No, only I am left," Yu Shang replied. "Everyone else is dead, either by accident or by inexplicable misfortune, just like my daughter, my eldest son, and the others."

Yu Shang's heart ached. Such a grand, glorious, and distinguished clan was now facing complete extinction, its bloodline severed, with no descendants left!

"Senior, perhaps you don't know," Chu Feng said, "what if a descendant left behind a bloodline somewhere, and I happened to encounter them and was tainted by their true blood?"

At this, Yu Shang hesitated, because he recalled some things and had heard some cruel truths, and he also suspected that descendants had indeed been scattered elsewhere.

"My only grandson, it was said, might have had a posthumous child..." Yu Shang mentioned this, and old, cloudy tears almost flowed down his face, filled with immense sorrow.

Back then, he went to search and pursue them, but was obstructed by hostile clans. His grandson's partner was abducted, and the unborn child vanished with her.

However, Yu Shang later heard that the posthumous child had been raised and had also had descendants who were kept in a scattered manner.

But the ultimate outcome was tragic. That enemy not only coveted the secret artifact guarded by their clan but also wanted to research the rare true blood that occasionally appeared within their clan.

"They were subjected to all sorts of experiments, very cruel, very pitiful, and I heard they all died in the end," Yu Shang said, his old eyes cloudy and his heart heavy. He was powerless to reverse fate or change anything.

All because the enemy and their clan were too powerful!

Chu Feng couldn't bear to reopen the old man's wounds, but for some reason, he still wanted to ask what those scattered descendants had experienced, because he felt that a certain possibility might be true.

"For instance, their living bodies were used to nurture the evil blood remaining from the corpse of a great evil spirit, causing their own bodies to rot and turn into a puddle of pus and blood."

"For instance, because they knew our clan occasionally produced special true blood, they subjected them to various stimuli within their bodies, even planting mother gold seeds, hoping to cultivate mother gold that surpassed heaven and earth..."

"Stop!" Chu Feng was shocked upon hearing this. It finally clicked; his conjecture had come true!

"Senior, you still have descendants! I... I've seen them!" Chu Feng exclaimed excitedly, wanting to tell Yu Shang the truth.

In the Lesser Yin Realm, on Earth, Yao Yao's grandfather was just like this; mother gold grew within his body, a seed that had been planted by others back then.

Most crucially, Yao Yao's grandfather had come from the Yang Realm, fleeing to the Lesser Yin Realm.

Old man Yu Shang was too pitiful, lonely, and miserable. If he knew that there were still descendants in the Lesser Yin Realm and that their clan's bloodline had not been severed, he would surely be incredibly excited and joyful.

However, in an instant, when he thought of Yao Yao's fate, Chu Feng became silent again, feeling very uneasy, distressed, and pained.

Because his last farewell with Yao Yao was in the Great Abyss; she had sunk down and never resurfaced!

On that day, Chu Feng's physical body had disintegrated, leaving only a remnant soul and blood. He was sent out by Yao Yao, who, holding the stone jar, emerged from the depths of the dark Great Abyss, while she herself sank back down.

"Old scoundrel Taiwu!"

When he thought of this, Chu Feng felt great hatred and pain; a Dao body of Celestial Venerable Taiwu had descended to the Lesser Yin Realm back then, causing all of this.

Was Yao Yao still alive?

Could she still survive?

At the same time, Chu Feng also understood why the imprint within Yu Shang felt close to him: he had been tainted by Yao Yao's blood.

Back then, when Yao Yao sent him out of the Great Abyss, she kept coughing blood, which stained his soul light and blood.

In that case, Yao Yao had produced that extremely special kind of blood—supreme precious blood. If she were to grow up in the Yang Realm, how powerful would she become?!

Chu Feng also understood why Yao Yao was indisputably called the "Foremost Under the Starry Sky" in the ancient Lesser Yin Realm!

This was not without reason; she possessed truly unparalleled talent!

Living in a flawed world, where the laws were incomplete and severely lacking, yet she could contend with Taiwu, kill evil people from the Yang Realm, and defy the heavens to such an extent—there were indeed reasons for it.

"You say I have descendants, where... where are they?!"

Yu Shang trembled, his lips quivering. His greatest regret in life was not being able to protect his daughter, his eldest son, and his only grandson.

Several of his descendants possessed extraordinary talent, but they all died, victims of malice. This left him unhappy throughout his life, spending it in self-reproach and enduring in dullness. The sky of his life held no brilliance; his entire world was bleak, and his heart was filled with sorrow.

How could he not be excited upon hearing such news now?

Chu Feng hesitated slightly but still told the truth, providing details.

Finally, after careful consideration, he believed that Yao Yao might not have died in the Great Abyss but perhaps had other encounters.

"I believe she's still alive, and she'll reappear in the world someday! If she doesn't appear, I'll definitely go look for her; I'll enter the Great Abyss and save her!" Chu Feng swore a blood oath.

Whenever he thought of Yao Yao, his heart would tremble and ache. He absolutely could not allow her to disappear from the world forever.

At the same time, he told old man Yu Shang that Yao Yao's grandfather was definitely still alive.

Back then, Chu Feng had personally hidden Yao Yao's grandfather, who had lost himself, deep within a planet.

However, after something happened to Yao Yao, her grandfather broke free from his seal and stormed out, roaring like a wounded beast, and vanished without a trace.

Chu Feng strongly suspected that Yao Yao's grandfather had regained some of his sanity and might have mingled among the "Yin Realm Seeds," coming to the Yang Realm with people from there!

Yu Shang trembled, realizing he might have descendants, a bloodline continuation. He let out a low roar, old tears streaming down his face, both sorrowful and joyful.

He almost cried out loud, but forcibly restrained himself, his face covered in hot tears.

"Legend says our clan is of great origin," Yu Shang murmured. "This branch of ours is merely the weakest. The truly powerful branches vanished, having gone to war."

Yu Shang murmured, revealing an even more ancient past.

This branch of their clan, being relatively weaker, was responsible for guarding the ancient artifact.

Even so, they were still incredibly powerful compared to other races.

However, if the other branches of their ancestors were still around, the terrifying being coveting their clan's secret artifact would surely not dare to act, hiding as far away as possible.

Unfortunately, the clan history was too ancient; almost no one believed there were other branches or the glorious past.

Now, only Yu Shang's branch remained, and it was on the verge of extinction.

Yu Shang believed that individuals like Yao Yao, who occasionally manifested heaven-defying bloodlines, were the only ones whose true blood showcased the ancestors' glory—that was the true demeanor their clan should possess.

"Be ready. I will transmit the imprint diagram to you," Yu Shang said, intending to bestow a great gift upon Chu Feng.

"I don't want it. Wait for Yao Yao to return!" Chu Feng said, shaking his head.

"Please accept it for now," Yu Shang said. "I am in my twilight years and could pass away at any time. If this imprint diagram were to be lost with me, I would be a sinner!" He then added, "If you are willing, should Yao Yao reappear one day, you can study it together with her."

"Alright!"

Ultimately, Chu Feng nodded solemnly.

And he once again encouraged Yu Shang, urging him to live on and wait for the day he would reunite with Yao Yao.

Light emanated from Yu Shang's brow as a spiritual imprint blossomed, and a blurry pattern emerged, flying towards Chu Feng.

What did he see?!

Within that secret diagram, Xuanhuang energy emerged from an artifact, with chaos surging, but the pattern of the secret artifact was too vague and blurry to discern clearly.

However, during this process, he saw other familiar things!

He saw three blood-stained seeds shaken loose from the artifact...