Chapter 240 : Dao Heir’s Treatment
Chapter 240: Dao Heir’s Treatment
Five days and nights later, the Earthly Sha Warship arrived smoothly at the Elders’ Hall of the sect.
During this time, Chen Beiwu learned from Elder Yu that he had become the sect’s Dao Heir. His status and privileges faintly surpassed even those of Golden Core Elders. Anything he sought, the sect would readily allow—this made his impression of the sect rise greatly.
“Third-Tier grand formations are not merely formations; they are the imprints of Heaven and Earth’s breathing.”
Yu Shuiyao looked at Chen Beiwu with astonished eyes.
If she had not heard it with her own ears, she would hardly have believed such words could come from a mere Second-Tier Array Master.
This child truly has great talent! Yu Shuiyao thought to herself.
Geniuses always cherished one another.
Knowing how extraordinary Chen Ziang was, Yu Shuiyao visited him whenever she had free time over the past few days to discuss formation arts.
And each time, Chen Ziang would speak words that made her eyes light up—words that carried sudden insight.
“We’ve arrived.” Yu Shuiyao looked toward the Elders’ Hall, her expression tinged with regret.
A kindred mind was rare; thus five days had passed in the blink of an eye.
If not for the patriarch’s decree that she must personally instruct the Dao Heir in the Fivefold Grand Taiyi Pill-Refining Method, she would have invited Chen Ziang to continue their discussion in her cave residence.
Finally here!
Unlike Elder Yu, Chen Beiwu let out a silent sigh of relief.
Although discussing formations with a Third-Tier High-Grade Array Master had benefited him immensely, it also risked exposing the Immortal Alliance’s complete formation system.
It was no exaggeration to say that through those five days and nights, Chen Beiwu had not dared to relax his mind even once.
When facing questions that diverged too much from the Southern Wilderness’ formation theory, he had simply played dumb, claiming ignorance.
Yet even so, his answers had greatly impressed Elder Yu.
“Buzz—”
Just then, a jade slip landed in Chen Beiwu’s palm.
“What is this?” he asked curiously, looking at Elder Yu.
“This is a secret formation art I created—Art of Clarity. With this art, formation disks need not be set up beforehand. Once infused with mana, they can instantly lock onto the enemy and automatically deploy the formation.”
“Unfortunately, this secret art can only modify Third-Tier disks for now. It cannot yet adapt to Fourth-Tier ones.”
Yu Shuiyao sighed softly. “Dao Heir, your talent in formations is not beneath mine. Perhaps you will one day perfect the Art of Clarity and bring it to new heights.”
“Many thanks for the gift, Elder.” Chen Beiwu did not act modestly—he directly put the Art of Clarity away.
This secret art held boundless potential and was perfect for an Array Master to use in combat.
Once mastered, a single thought and a flick of his fingers could unleash dozens of Second-Tier Spirit Arrays to suppress and slay enemies—its value was no less than that of a Third-Tier artifact.
“Come, I’ll first take you to the Hall of Mysteries to collect your Earthly Sha Qi, then lead you to pay respects to the Patriarch.” Yu Shuiyao rose and spoke.
Hall of Mysteries
The new deputy hall master, Yun Cang, appeared outside the hall, drawing every disciple’s attention.
The deputy master of the Hall of Mysteries was a highly revered Golden Core True Person.
Such an existence needed no explanation—one casual word could decide the future of an inner disciple.
Yet what stunned everyone even more was that Hall Master Yun Cang was actually standing outside the hall, as though waiting for some honored guest.
What kind of being could make a Golden Core True Person personally greet them?
At that thought, silence fell outside the Hall of Mysteries—none of the usual chatter remained.
Some inner disciples familiar with the sect’s hierarchy swallowed nervously, their expressions tense.
Seeing their reactions, Yun Cang could only sigh inwardly.
After ten thousand years, the Mirror Moon Sect had finally produced a Dao Heir—its significance spoke for itself.
But even so, a Dao Heir’s status should not normally warrant a Golden Core True Person personally welcoming them.
His reason for waiting here was simple—to show his face before Elder Yu and express gratitude.
Even among Golden Cores, there were vast differences.
Unlike him, a newly advanced Golden Core, Elder Yu—the head of the Formation Hall—was at the very peak of the Golden Core stage, only one step away from becoming a Nascent Soul True Monarch and contending for the vacant position of Sect Master.
Moreover, without Elder Yu’s guidance in his early years, he would never have achieved his current cultivation.
The next moment, a streak of azure rainbow light tore through the clouds. True Person of Nine Palaces stood upon a Cold-Jade Chariot, bringing with him a young figure as they descended from the sky.
“Welcome, Elder Yu!”
“Greetings to the Dao Heir!”
Yun Cang stepped forward with enthusiasm.
“No need for formalities,” Yu Shuiyao nodded slightly.
Chen Beiwu followed sect etiquette and returned the salute as well.
Although the Dao Heir possessed special privileges and ranked above Golden Core True Persons, there was no need for him to act arrogantly.
After all, if he wished to exchange resources in the Hall of Mysteries, he would need to deal with Deputy Hall Master Yun Cang often.
Dao Heir!!!
When the surrounding disciples heard the title, disbelief filled their faces.
Could it be that the heavens of the sect were about to change?
The next Sect Master chosen by the Patriarch was this very person!
Jiuyan Peak, Golden Core True Person’s Cave Residence
“Boom!”
Yu Xuanhao, dressed in a dark-black robe, slammed his hand down. Boundless Nine-Origin Earthly Sha True Qi crushed the jade desk into powder.
“How does that Chen Ziang deserve to be Dao Heir?”
“Late Foundation Establishment at twenty, a Tianyan Dao Foundation, and possessing a Fourth-Tier Formation Disk?”
“I, Yu Xuanhao, have been in the sect for two hundred and eighty years! In the Five-Sect Grand Tournament, I defeated the top true disciples of the Blazing Flame, Heavy Gold, and Azure Wood Sects!”
“I refined the Ten-Thousand Nether Earthly Sha into my body, condensed a Second-Grade Nine-Origin Golden Core, and slew three Golden Core demonic cultivators for the sect—yet I was never granted the Dao Heir position!”
As he spoke, Yu Xuanhao suddenly turned toward the calm-faced head of the Transmission Hall, the Second Elder—Yu Shuxian.
“Great-grandmother, that junior who joined the sect only a few years ago—how can he be placed above me!” Yu Xuanhao roared in anger.
The title of Dao Heir in the Mirror Moon Sect represented privileges beyond the imagination of ordinary Golden Core True Persons.
Simply put—it was equivalent to the treatment of the Sect Master himself. The Dao Heir had priority access to all sect resources.
What did that mean?
It meant that if Chen Ziang wished for Core-Forming Pills or Fourth-Tier Mystic Herbs, the sect would fulfill his request.
But since sect resources were limited, if one person took more, others naturally received less.
Regarding the Core-Forming Pill, Yu Xuanhao did not believe he could compete with the Mirror Moon Dao Heir. If he missed this chance, he might have to wait several more centuries.
“But he truly is stronger than you,” Elder Yu said calmly.
Her great-grandson’s aptitude was decent, but his temperament was too obstinate—otherwise, he might have qualified to inherit the Transmission Hall’s Dao lineage.
Hearing this, Yu Xuanhao fell silent.
His great-grandmother’s words cut deep, leaving him cold and hollow.
Alchemy Hall
Li Wan’er lazily yawned and looked at the black dog lying nearby.
“Iron Egg, I’m going to nap for a bit. Watch the furnace for me.”
Just as she finished speaking, Li Wan’er caught sight of a transmission talisman out of the corner of her eye.
“Mirror Moon Dao Heir—Chen Ziang?”
She blinked, eyes full of confusion.
Strange—she had only gone into seclusion for a few years.
How had Junior Brother Chen suddenly become the Mirror Moon Dao Heir, his status now equal to her own?
“Damn it, I must’ve missed something big.”
Li Wan’er gripped the transmission talisman tightly, then glanced at the blazing furnace before her.
Her Golden Palace Pill was on the verge of completion—she couldn’t leave now.
Otherwise, she would have gone to Water-Moon Residence immediately to test Junior Brother Chen’s current cultivation strength.