The Secret of the Three Clans

Chapter 393 The Secret of the Three Clans

The black storage bag was left behind by the inner demon puppet, serving as a small consolation.

I wonder which race of cultivator this demonic puppet belongs to.

With that thought in mind, Gu Fan erased the divine sense imprint on the storage bag and poured out all the contents at once.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pile of spirit stones, mainly mid-grade spirit stones, numbering in the hundreds, while there are fewer than ten high-grade spirit stones.

"This is too shabby!" Gu Fan frowned immediately.

Not to mention comparing him, even the wealth of any Nascent Soul cultivator in the Yan family is more than this.

However, considering the other party's identity as a sword cultivator, he felt relieved.

It is common knowledge that most sword cultivators in the cultivation world are poor.

He exchanged the spirit stones he earned for spiritual materials and pills, and while he spent his days comprehending swordsmanship, he rarely practiced any immortal cultivation techniques.

It truly has nothing but swords.

Gu Fan sighed in disappointment, then casually took out a high-grade spirit stone and stuffed it into the mouth of the gourd that was squatting nearby.

"Everyone who sees this gets a share; this is yours."

"Hmm." Hulu puffed out his cheeks and squinted his eyes.

Gu Fan put away the spirit stones and examined the remaining items. The only slightly valuable items were a few refining materials and several bottles of pills.

Gu Fan pocketed the spiritual materials, but the origins of the pills were unknown, so he simply distributed them all to the gourd.

Hulu took the jade bottle, her beauty dazzling. She pulled out the stopper, opened her mouth wide, and swallowed the bottle of pills like pouring beans.

Then, with a swipe of his lips, a spiritual light rippled through his abdomen.

"It's quite sweet," the gourd said with a smile.

In terms of devouring power alone, Devouring Spirits and Transforming Essence may not be as good as Devouring Heaven Secret Technique, but it has one outstanding feature: the ability to refine various foreign objects.

Even if these weren't poisons, the gourd could decompose them into pure spiritual energy.

After dealing with the pills, Gu Fan looked at the last few items.

There were three red jade slips and a token.

He picked up a red jade slip and was about to examine it when he probed it with his divine sense. The jade slip flashed with spiritual light and then shattered into a handful of sand.

"Tsk, how stingy!"

Gu Fan shook his head, not surprised at all.

Any sect with a certain reputation has measures in place to prevent outsiders from spying on the jade slips, in order to prevent the loss of their cultivation techniques.

He checked the remaining two red jade slips one after another, and the result was the same.

Reluctantly, he picked up the last token, and upon seeing the pattern on it, his brow furrowed.

On the front of the token was the Xuan Yang Seal, exactly the same as the one on the back of his hand.

However, the back of the token is inscribed with the words "Mysterious Shadow"!

"That inner demon puppet is actually a Xuan Ying demon cultivator?" Gu Fan was greatly surprised.

Although he had never met the Xuan Ying demonic cultivator, he had heard the name from Yan Fuyao many times and knew more clearly that the three clans had been plundered by the Xuan Ying demonic cultivator many times, resulting in countless deaths and injuries among their disciples.

The Xuan Ying Demon Cultivator, whom even the three races' Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't defeat, appeared in the Xuan Yang Secret Realm.

He suddenly recalled what the Yan family patriarch had said before they parted: "Life and death are unpredictable in the secret realm. If you encounter other cultivators, as long as they are not disciples of our clan, you can make your own decisions and do not hold back."

"So that's what 'no need to hold back' means." Gu Fan chuckled.

Now that things have come to this, the origins of the Xuan Ying Demon Cultivator are obvious.

The Yan, Xu, and Lin families joined forces to wipe out the Xuan Yang Sect, but the Xuan Ying Demon Cultivator possessed the Xuan Yang Seal, making him highly likely to be a remnant of the Xuan Yang Sect!

After figuring it out, Gu Fan chuckled and shook his head.

Whether it's the three great immortal clans or the Xuan Ying demonic cultivators, he only came for the Great Evolution Divine Light, and he didn't care about any other grudges.

As long as it doesn't block my collection of the Great Evolution Divine Light, that's fine.

After a fierce battle, Gu Fan gained nothing except a few spiritual materials, which left him somewhat frustrated.

After a moment's thought, he returned to the portrait and sat down cross-legged.

The sword intent in the painting was beyond his reach, but after pondering it carefully for a while, he felt that there was something he could learn from it.

That sense of severing heaven and earth, and the Daoist intent of metal within it, are things worth savoring.

"Remind me a day from now!"

Gu Fan pinched the gourd's nose and gave the order.

Time is limited in the Xuan Yang Secret Realm, so it's impossible to linger here.

"Aww!"

The gourd shook its head to break free from his clutches and responded in a deep, resonant voice.

Gu Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned to look at the portrait, closed his eyes, and immersed his consciousness into it.

In the same illusory space, with the same people, a golden sword light that seemed to cleave the heavens and earth came rushing towards him, but Gu Fan was no longer alarmed. He calmly and steadily comprehended the meaning within it.

Even when his illusionary self was shattered by a sword, he did not close his eyes.

A slight stinging sensation ran through his mind, and he abruptly exited the illusion.

Gu Fan took a couple of breaths, recalling the feeling of his consciousness being severed, but found that he had no understanding of the underlying meaning. He could only grit his teeth and say, "Again!"

After speaking, he extended his divine sense once more.

In the following half day, Gu Fan was killed countless times in the illusion, and that sword light seemed to have been engraved into his sea of ​​consciousness.

As he exited the illusion once again, he was about to activate his divine sense when he suddenly felt a sense of disorientation.

"My spiritual sense is insufficient? No!" Gu Fan suddenly realized.

The number of stars visualized by the "Star Observation Divine Method" has reached more than 140, and the strength of his divine sense is no less than that of the late Nascent Soul stage.

Even though each enlightenment session consumes some spiritual energy, it would never be like this.

Just then, the Crystal Pure Heart Bamboo swayed its branches and leaves, spreading a beam of clear light that swept across the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

Gu Fan immediately felt his mind clear and the feeling of being in a daze disappeared.

So that's it, it's an inner demon! No wonder there are inner demon puppets here.

Although it did not manifest itself in the form of a demonic tribulation, the demonic influence was subtly exerted within the Source Sea.

The inner demons I'm currently facing can perhaps be cleared away by leaving the Xuan Yang Secret Realm in time and meditating for a few days, but if I take too long to comprehend them...

"No wonder there are demonic puppets here."

Gu Fan sighed, then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

With the Crystal Pure Heart Bamboo supporting it, the invasion of inner demons is nothing more than a minor hardship.

Time slips away bit by bit.

Gu Fan was immersed in the illusion when he suddenly felt an itch in his nose. When he opened his eyes, he saw Hulu pressing her little hand on his face.

Their eyes met, and Hulu chuckled twice.

Gu Fan lowered his head, took a deep breath, and dispersed the remaining sword light in his sea of ​​consciousness. Then he grabbed the gourd and, ignoring its resistance, pinched its cheeks.

Knead, pinch, and pull.

Only when the gourd opened its mouth and begged for mercy did Gu Fan release his hands and savor the enlightenment he had just gained.

The tyrant is ruthless and decisive.

This sword strike is forged with the essence of metal, thereby extracting the Dao intent that can sever all things.

Although the sword intent did not remain in his mind after a day of contemplation, the brilliant golden nature of it greatly benefited him.

As he rose and flew out of the palace, Gu Fan's mind was still filled with the memory of that sword light. When he came to his senses, he found himself standing at the edge of this world.

A layer of dark blue spiritual light pierced through the heavens and earth, isolating this void from the outside world.

Gu Fan raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and a crimson gold sword quickly materialized.

It was transformed from the Divine Power of Cutting Cold Chapter.

However, compared to the past, as soon as Duan Hanzhang appeared, a faint golden elemental aura emanated from him, and a cold light flowed around him.

He raised his sword and slashed forward, severing the azure spiritual light in one blow.

A smooth rift was torn open between heaven and earth, like a giant opening its gaping maw to devour, revealing a pitch-black void.

Seeing this, Gu Fan chuckled, picked up the gourd, and stepped inside.

After walking a few steps through the hole, Gu Fan suddenly felt a bright light appear before his eyes.

Just then, the gourd twitched its nose, sniffed the air, and exclaimed with delight, "There's a magical herb here!"

The next instant, Gu Fan stepped out of the void and immediately sensed eight divine senses landing on him.

The sky remained a hazy gray.

The ground was a flat medicinal garden, planted with several medicinal herbs, from which the fragrance of herbs spread.

Looking up, one could see four people engaged in a magical battle, with traces of fire, ice, and lightning strikes remaining on the ground.

Next to the herb garden stood a thatched hut, which had been partially destroyed by the aftermath of the battle.

Among the four people battling, there was even an acquaintance.

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Xu, you're here too," Gu Fan greeted with a smile.