Eternal Life: I Have the Favor System

Everyone inside the cave was stunned.

A Flying Sword had descended from the sky. It was a Flying Sword that glowed with a radiant light, one that seemed to resonate with the Five Elements Power and various other forms of Heaven and Earth Power.

This Flying Sword hovered right above their heads.

The pressure forced everyone to involuntarily crouch down.

Even Yuan Shanhe and the green-robed Elder from the Cyan Cloud Sect were no exception.

In the entire cavern, only Yan Zhen could gaze upon the Flying Sword, completely unscathed.

Chu Lingguang and Guo Wei tried to look up, but they felt a power from above that threatened to seep into their bodies through their gaze, forcing them to bow their heads.

Yuan Shanhe and the green-robed Elder lost their grip on Yan Zhen’s shoulders.

Yan Zhen’s body floated up toward the Flying Sword, and the immense pressure gradually dissipated.

Chu Lingguang, Qin Yu, and the others could finally look up. They saw Yan Zhen standing on the Golden Flying Sword as it flew out of the cave, out of the Canal, and headed out to sea.

At the same time, a RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE echoed from within the cave.

The river, which had been sucked dry, now gushed out from the withered vines like a geyser, surging up toward the riverbed.

"Quick, let’s go!"

Guo Wei hastily grabbed Chu Lingguang and leaped toward the cave ceiling.

Both of them had reached the Qi Refining realm. Although they hadn’t mastered the Sword Control Technique or the Qi Manipulation Technique, they could still use their Spiritual Power to propel themselves out of the cave.

A few pushes off the cave walls were all they needed to get out easily.

Of course, some were too slow or lacked sufficient Spiritual Power, and they were swallowed by the gushing river water.

SPLASH!

「A while later.」

Water spewed from the cave. The once-dry riverbed slowly began to fill, the waterline rising higher and higher. The boats stuck in the mud were gradually lifted by the returning water.

Life returned to the Canal.

The fishermen, merchant crews, and even the dancers and owners of the Song Boats—all who depended on the Canal for their livelihood—wept with joy.

"The reincarnation is over," Guo Wei sighed.

By now, the dense Spiritual Qi had completely vanished.

"The world is probably headed for chaos," Chu Lingguang said.

The Yun Family siding with overseas forces meant that Yuanchu Mountain could no longer control the Great Yuan Dynasty as it had before. The reincarnation that happened once every three hundred years was the greatest opportunity in the lands of Great Yuan; Yuanchu Mountain would not give up this territory easily.

"My Cyan Cloud Sect is accepting disciples! We have endless Cultivation Techniques for you to practice. As long as you have a Spirit Root Constitution, the Cyan Cloud Sect will turn no one away!" the green-robed Elder announced to the crowd from his position in the air.

Yan Zhen had been taken away by the Golden Flying Sword, so the Elder’s attention now turned to the Seventh Prince. His words were tantamount to telling Yuanchu Mountain that the Cyan Cloud Sect intended to put down roots in Great Yuan.

"Yuanchu Mountain is the only orthodox Cultivator sect! Anyone who joins the Cyan Cloud Sect will be an enemy of Yuanchu Mountain. I’ll give your Cyan Cloud Sect three days. After three days, if any Cyan Cloud Sect disciples dare to remain in the Great Yuan Territory, we will kill them without mercy!" Yuan Shanhe declared.

Large groups of Yuanchu Mountain disciples appeared on both banks of the Canal.

This was their territory, after all. In terms of numbers, Yuanchu Mountain had the absolute advantage.

"Such arrogance, Elder Yuan. Don’t tell me you actually think you can wipe out our Cyan Cloud Sect," the green-robed Elder snorted coldly.

But Yuan Shanhe paid him no mind.

He led the large contingent of Yuanchu Mountain disciples and departed.

The green-robed Elder was stunned. He knew this wasn’t Yuanchu Mountain’s usual style. ’A sudden retreat means they’re gathering their strength,’ he thought. ’It seems they’re truly preparing for an all-out war with the Cyan Cloud Sect.’

As the saying goes, even a mighty dragon is no match for a local snake. The green-robed Elder glanced at Yun Shu, his expression turning awkward.

"Master, the reincarnation happens once every three hundred years. We can’t let Yuanchu Mountain have such a great opportunity all to themselves," Yun Shu reminded him.

"Then we shall bide our time for over two hundred years. When the next reincarnation is upon us, the Cyan Cloud Sect will return with a vengeance," the green-robed Elder said.

"What?"

"Master, you can’t do this!"

The Seventh Prince’s expression changed drastically.

Yun Hong also had a bad feeling.

’Is the Cyan Cloud Sect trying to avoid a large-scale conflict with Yuanchu Mountain? Are they planning a full retreat?’

If that was the case, the Yun Family would be thrown into the blood pool by Yuanchu Mountain. All who supported the Cyan Cloud Sect would be torn to shreds by Yuanchu Mountain, and Yuanchu Mountain would continue to control Great Yuan as it always had.

They would select a new, obedient bloodline from Great Yuan. As for whether they would control the cultivation of people within the Dynasty in the future, that remained to be seen.

"Enough nonsense! Let’s go!"

Without another word, the green-robed Elder swept Yun Shu up and sped away toward the sea.

"Little Brother!" Yun Hong cried out.

He glanced in the direction of the imperial family, but in the end, he, Qin Yu, and the others followed the Cyan Cloud Sect disciples and left Great Yuan.

Without the support of the Cyan Cloud Sect, remaining in Great Yuan was a dead end for them.

"The Seventh Prince was deceived," Chu Lingguang said in alarm.

"I never thought Cultivators could be even more heartless than the Court," Guo Wei lamented.

"Master, what do we do now?" Chu Lingguang asked.

"We can’t stay in Great Yuan any longer. We have to leave," Guo Wei said.

"What about Senior Sister, Senior Brother, and the others?"

Chu Lingguang thought of Yang Shaorong, Guo Fang, and the others.

"Let them stay. Shaorong is already a disciple of Yuanchu Mountain, and Great Yuan will become a new Great Yuan. It’s far safer for your Senior Sister and your Second Aunt to remain in Great Yuan than to follow us out to sea," Guo Wei said.

"I’ll do as you say, Master."

Chu Lingguang nodded. He also knew that the situation had changed abruptly. For some, Great Yuan had become extremely dangerous, but for most, it seemed like nothing had changed at all.

"I wonder who took Yan away?"

Chu Lingguang thought of Yan Zhen.

"The Golden Flying Sword flew out to sea. It was probably a faction from the same region as the Cyan Cloud Sect."