Chapter 1365: Vajra Fruit

"Daoist Qin, although I mainly practice the Crimson Profound Sutra, I began with the Sword Dao when I first started cultivating, and I have never neglected it since. I had always thought I had achieved something in the Sword Dao. But after hearing you teach today, I finally understood there is always someone greater beyond oneself, and a higher heaven beyond the sky! Your insights are original, yet they point straight to the true meaning of the Great Dao..." A Spiritual Infant cultivator in a crimson robe leaned forward slightly and gave Qin Sang a fist-and-palm salute.

Qin Sang listened to these seemingly flattering words with an unchanged expression.

He recognized this person. His name was Jiang Xue, one of the red-haired grandmaster's two Spiritual Infant disciples.

The number one righteous sect in Small Cold Domain had split into two in their hands, and the two sides hated each other, fighting over the orthodox name of Chunyang Sect.

In the end, both sides had lost. Others had taken advantage of the opening, and both factions suffered heavy losses and began to decline.

As Jiang Xue praised Qin Sang, a female cultivator at the other end of the celestial platform revealed disdain in her eyes. She was the red-haired grandmaster's other disciple, whose Dharma name was Chitan.

These two were as incompatible as fire and water. Unless it was a major event like Blood Lake or Ziwei Palace, they almost never appeared on the same occasion.

For both of them to personally come and offer congratulations today made Qin Sang feel deeply honored.

"However..." Jiang Xue’s tone shifted, and he said seriously, "Just by listening to you teach, I still feel as though I am separated from the Great Dao by a layer. I would like to be so bold as to ask you for a little guidance. We can stop after a brief exchange. What do you think, Daoist Qin?"

Jiang Xue’s cultivation was similar to Qin Sang’s, so this could not be considered bullying the weak. Judging by his tone, he did not seem to have come looking for trouble either.

Everyone looked toward Qin Sang. Qin Sang glanced at Jiang Xue. Discussing profound principles and exchanging guidance were normal matters, but for some reason, he felt Jiang Xue seemed to have another motive.

Over the years, apart from handling Qingyang Temple’s affairs, he had spent all his time in bitter cultivation, with no distractions. He had not paid much attention to the outside world.

He could not figure out Jiang Xue’s intention, but Qin Sang did not fear him. Without hesitating, he nodded in agreement.

Jiang Xue’s expression brightened. He thanked him, then a mass of crimson light flew out from between his brows. He said in a deep voice, "Please make the first move, Daoist Qin!"

Qin Sang did not stand on ceremony. He summoned the Golden Sinking Sword and made it tremble lightly. It transformed into a ray of sword light, with the Seven-Yin-Soul Killing Array drawn but not yet released, and flashed toward the ball of light before Jiang Xue!

One could not see much with the naked eye, but everyone present was a top expert. They saw at a glance how dangerous this sword was and secretly broke into a cold sweat for Jiang Xue.

"Good!" Jiang Xue shouted.

The ball of light flickered and condensed inward, revealing a spiritual sword. In an instant, the spiritual sword transformed into a crimson streak and met the Golden Sinking Sword.

The fluctuations of the spiritual sword were extremely faint, and its sword light was restrained to the extreme. Not a single part of the celestial platform elsewhere was affected.

But every Spiritual Infant cultivator could sense that Jiang Xue’s sword was far from simple. He had fused the Crimson Profound Sutra into the Sword Dao, giving it a unique style!

When he said earlier that he had some achievements in the Sword Dao, it had not been empty boasting.

Ding! The two spiritual swords touched and separated at once. A dim light faintly erupted, but before it could spread, it was swiftly absorbed into the body of the Golden Sinking Sword.

This level of control was exquisite to the smallest detail. The Golden Sinking Sword remained motionless where it was.

Jiang Xue’s spiritual sword, however, was forced back three chi. The difference was clear at a glance!

Jiang Xue withdrew his spiritual sword and praised, "Daoist Qin, your swordsmanship has reached a profound level. I am impressed! It is a pity Junior Nephew Han is not here. Although Junior Nephew Han is only at the Golden Core Realm, his attainments in the Sword Dao are extremely deep. If he could receive your guidance, he would certainly improve by leaps and bounds."

The Spiritual Infant cultivators were surprised. They did not know why Jiang Xue had suddenly mentioned this Junior Nephew Han. Was he trying to introduce a disciple to Qin Sang?

On the other side, Chitan suddenly became alert.

"Han..." Qin Sang’s gaze flashed, and he immediately remembered someone.

Back then, the man who had almost led him into Han Residence had been Immortal Master Han! The Han Family was precisely an immortal cultivation family attached to Chunyang Sect.

"Is Brother Han at Qingyang Temple?" Qin Sang’s gaze pierced through the clouds and mist as he looked below the mountain.

Jiang Xue shook his head. "After Junior Nephew Han learned of your name, he found it hard to believe. Later, once he confirmed that it was really you, he was greatly encouraged and spent years in seclusion and bitter cultivation, hoping to catch up to your footsteps. I only learned later that Junior Nephew Han and you actually had such a connection. I can only regret that our eyes were blind back then and we missed a genius like you!"

Qin Sang chuckled. "If I had had the chance to join Chunyang Sect, my cultivation path likely would not have been so difficult."

The two of them were speaking in riddles. The Spiritual Infant cultivators were full of questions. They all knew Qin Sang had once been a disciple of Shaohua Mountain, but they did not know how he had become connected to Chunyang Sect as well.

Chitan’s expression turned grave, and she secretly discussed something with Si Di and Yaojing.

After Chunyang Sect split, she had become friendly with the neighboring Taiyi Core Sect and received the support of Daoist Master Chongyi. Jiang Xue and Shanxing Sect, meanwhile, supported each other from opposite sides, and Dongyang Bo’s shadow was behind them as well.

After Si Di and Yaojing took over Taiyi Core Sect, they followed Daoist Master Chongyi’s will and continued supporting Chitan.

The sect leader of Shanxing Sect had not formed his Spiritual Infant for a very long time, and the sect’s foundation was far inferior to Taiyi Core Sect’s.

Dongyang Bo had had all his plans disrupted by Qin Sang and lost his ambition to contend for supremacy. Shanxing Sect gradually showed signs of retreating, and Jiang Xue’s situation became increasingly difficult.

Chitan had already seen the first glimmer of victory. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xue had suddenly brought up this "Junior Nephew Han," who seemed deeply connected to Qin Sang.

Finally, after a small trading fair, the Spiritual Infant cultivators each carried their own thoughts and ended this Dao discussion, then took their leave from Qin Sang one after another.

Qin Sang personally saw them off. The grand ceremony had ended. Everything was settled.

Jingyu needed to return to Thousand-Mountain Bamboo Sea to discipline the fat chicken, so she also left with the lesser demons.

Qingyang Temple was on the right track and no longer required Qin Sang to worry over it.

Qin Sang took the white cat and flew toward Peach Blossom Valley.

Not long after they entered Peach Blossom Valley, a figure appeared outside the valley. It was none other than Jiang Xue.

Qin Sang personally came out to welcome him.

An hour later, Jiang Xue flew out of Peach Blossom Valley with both joy and worry on his face.

Inside the cave dwelling, Qin Sang played with the jade cup in his hand and softly murmured, "Vajra Fruit..."

Just now, Jiang Xue had told Qin Sang everything about the Han Family's Head's situation.

Jiang Xue had been worried that the Han Family Head had mistaken the wrong person, so he had not dared to presumptuously bring him here for a visit. Now that he knew it was true, he would definitely have the Han Family Head come to visit in the future.

During their conversation, Qin Sang had heard Jiang Xue speak about the grudges between him, Chitan, and Taiyi Core Sect, and he understood Jiang Xue’s intention.

Jiang Xue intended to form an alliance with Qingyang Temple.

Qin Sang neither agreed nor refused. In any case, even if Jiang Xue died, protecting the life of the Han Family Head would not be difficult for him. He did not make any promise and would first see how sincere Jiang Xue was.

Instead, Qin Sang had managed to draw out one matter from Jiang Xue.

Of the legendary Ten Divine Woods, three had once appeared in Small Cold Domain.

The first was the Infinite Blood Mulberry Wood. Now that Blood Lake had been destroyed, the Infinite Blood Mulberry Wood that had fallen into Blood Lake had most likely met with disaster as well.

The second was Wandering Man’s true body, which had turned into charred wood during the lightning tribulation.

The third was a single Vajra Fruit!

Back then, in order to seize the Vajra Fruit, the red-haired grandmaster had not hesitated to use the full strength of Chunyang Sect and brazenly destroy Blood Nether Sect. Unexpectedly, the Blood Nether Sect disciple who had obtained that Vajra Fruit was extremely vigilant and had escaped before the sect was destroyed.

The red-haired grandmaster ordered his disciples to search everywhere, and they traced the trail all the way to the desert, where they found traces suspected to have been left behind by that Blood Nether Sect disciple. In the end, however, they still failed to capture him.

From then on, that Blood Nether Sect disciple and the Vajra Fruit vanished completely, leaving no trace or news behind.

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