[The Progenitor of the Hehuan Clan] Chapter Twenty: Fate Plays Tricks, Immortals Seek the Dao

Chapter Twenty: Fate Plays a Trick, an Immortal Seeks the Dao
As the Five-Colored Heavenly Tribulation arrived, Xiang Yin was still immersed in his own world. Golden divine lightning traversed the distance of space,
instantly striking Xiang Yin. The destructive elements within wantonly ravaged every cell in Xiang Yin's body. Golden light, belonging to metal,
was the most explosive metal energy formed from the lightning tribulation, like invisible swords, dancing wildly within Xiang Yin's body. If he didn't take
any action, Xiang Yin would explode and die within seconds.
Others undergoing tribulation prepare magical treasures and formations to block the lightning tribulation outside their golden core, preventing it from touching
their most vulnerable points. But Xiang Yin was completely unprepared, as if running naked on a mountain of knives—
playing with extreme risk, playing with flair, playing with extreme confidence in his skills.
Xiang Yin's clothes were instantly shredded, his body leaning back at a 45-degree angle, almost
falling. His massive member, like a cannon, a gun, a roaring dragon defiantly piercing the sky, formed a 90-
degree angle with him, tilting upwards at a 45-degree angle, directly in the direction of the colorless calamity clouds.
Xiang Yin activated the Cleansing Technique, his body surging with golden energy, washing over every part of his body, retaining the essence
to repair himself, and releasing the violent portion. He then activated the Gathering Technique, drawing the violent portion into his penis
, compressing it like a cannonball being loaded. Finally, he activated the Sun Shooting Technique, unleashing the remaining violent golden energy like an arrow
from his urethra.
With a deafening "bang," a huge hole appeared in the Yuanbao Building from the ground floor, its protective barriers destroyed, and a golden light
shot into the sky.
The sect leader exclaimed, "What is this? He's retaliating!" The onlookers gasped, trying to peer into the cave, but
unfortunately, the cave was wide open, and no one could see its true form. Several high-ranking members of the Wealthy Sect beside the sect leader remained silent, unsure
what this golden light was.
The golden light shot into the clouds, causing a surge of thunderclouds. Two bolts of lightning arrived, dark green, seemingly one after another. Passing through the air
, one moment filled with excess wood energy, the next enveloping Xiang Yin. Like an overfed feast,
if one were to indulge freely, the only outcome would be bloating and bursting. Xiang Yin wasn't greedy; he only took what he could, and with another cleansing,
gathering, and shooting motion, another green light shot into the sky.
The Wealthy Sect leader understood: "This is a technique of using one's own methods against another." The surrounding crowd
nodded silently. Then, the third tribulation arrived, silent and colorless. The thunderclouds surged, and the lightning struck.
Water-based thunder, like harmless water molecules, is omnipresent, relentlessly squeezing into every part of your body. If left unchecked,
it's like inflating a balloon—no matter how big, it will eventually burst. Controlling the body is Xiang Yin's forte, so
he wasn't in a hurry, letting the water energy wash over his entire body, like a massage.
Fire-based thunder followed in quick succession, spreading like a fire line, slowly approaching. Xiang Yin gathered his water energy and shot it out to
counteract the fire-based thunder, but the water-based thunder meeting the fire-based thunder was like adding fuel to the fire; with a whoosh, the fire-based thunder grew even larger, pressing down on Xiang Yin
. Xiang Yin inwardly cried out in alarm; his already thigh-thick penis grew even thicker, the glans incredibly red. Xiang
Yin pinched his kidney point, spitting out a mouthful of semen.
Demons have body-refining techniques, obtaining bodies as powerful as demonic soldiers; humans have weapon-refining techniques, obtaining the Heaven-Slaying Sword; demons have soul-refining techniques, obtaining the Ten Thousand Ghosts Slaughtering God Sail.
For over a decade, Xiang Yin had meticulously refined his root, nurturing it with all his heart and soul. Though not a divine artifact, it had been cultivated into
a formidable weapon. The essence he exhaled was no ordinary substance. Moreover, now that his golden core was complete and his root refinement had
reached a minor success, everything he exhaled was pure essence. Even the fire and lightning had to digest it for over a second, the essence naturally merging into it.
Several streams of magical energy flowed into his root, forming a towering structure. He channeled his true energy, gently stroking it with both hands, activating the Nine-Turn Lotus
Throne. His root, pointing skyward, slowly rotated. The fire and lightning struck the root,
which utilized it, beginning to refine itself. At first glance, it resembled a magnificent lotus throne blooming in the sky, exceptionally radiant.
Such fiery fire and lightning used for body refinement was unprecedented. Only one or two onlookers understood its power
, and all were speechless…
Once the fire and lightning subsided, the thunderclouds dissipated, and the fifth lightning bolt vanished without a trace.
Seconds later, the sky cleared again. The Sect Master of the Wealthy Sect cried out, "Not good!"
He leaped into Xiang Yin's room, finding it in complete disarray. Xiang Yin lay in the center,
reduced to a clay sculpture, his enormous root gleaming brightly. It turned out the earth thunder possessed the characteristics of the Mother of All Things, merging
with the four thunders before it. When the victim absorbed the four divine thunders, it suddenly erupted, turning the soul to earth, making it
impossible to defend against…
The Sect Master of the Wealthy Sect sighed, clinging to a last shred of hope. He touched Xiang Yin's forehead with his index finger. "Eh!" he exclaimed
. The child still retained a trace of life, though it was abnormal. His golden core slowly rotated, making its
final struggle.
The Sect Master of the Wealthy Sect hesitated. After all, he was an outstanding disciple of his sect; he couldn't just stand by and watch him die. However, he also knew that the
Ancestor's Heaven-Seizing Creation Pill was no ordinary item. The other precious auxiliary ingredients were unnecessary; the main ingredient was undoubtedly
the blood of a true dragon. What, then, was a true dragon? That was a top-tier existence in this world. An ancestor with the cultivation of the Mahayana stage
had only exchanged a liter of blood from a benevolent True Dragon for ten Creation Pills, six of which were immediately wasted.
Two had already been used, leaving only two precious ones in his possession. Other Daoists were extremely envious, but the ancestor truly
wouldn't sell them for a fortune.
Whether this kid has that kind of luck, only heaven knows… The sect leader can only do his best. After all,
no one has ever survived the fifth color of the Five-Colored Heavenly Tribulation; this kid is indeed a prodigy. Although…
the wealthy sect leader slightly opened his collar, revealing a pendant hanging on his chest—a small
, rectangular mirror with a gold frame, exquisitely beautiful. When the mirror reflected a silver object, it seemed to imprint the image into the mirror
.
"You all take care of the aftermath, I'm going to see if this little slut can be saved." The Rich and
Noble Sect Master spat out a small golden sword, which grew longer in the wind, reaching a full meter in width. He leaned back and lay sprawled on the sword, his feet
resting on its hilt. The large golden sword vanished into the sky like a shooting star…
The Rich and Noble Sect Master lay on the golden sword with unparalleled ease. The sword's speed was incredible, its speed unmatched. At the Nascent
Soul level, whether one could see the road or not was irrelevant when one's divine sense was spread out. It flew towards the depths of the sea for a day and a night, then suddenly…
Turning upwards, they flew towards the clear blue sky. The Sect Master of the Wealthy Sect cast a sword incantation to guide them, and suddenly it was as if they had entered the depths of white clouds
, a hazy white expanse where visibility was impossible. Within minutes, they broke through the clouds, revealing a celestial island floating above. This
was the residence of the old ancestor, the Azure Cloud Immortal, the Azure Old Monster, and his wife, the Rainbow Cloud Fairy. The Sect Master of the Wealthy Sect stopped
on the platform in front of the island, and his majestic voice echoed from all directions.
"Little Gui? What is it?"
Gui Yuntao, the Sect Master of the Wealthy Sect, dared not conceal anything and truthfully reported what he had seen and heard to the Azure Cloud Ancestor.
The old sect master pondered for a moment and said, "Let him out and see."
The Azure Cloud Immortal pondered for a moment again. The Sect Master of the Wealthy Sect had no idea what his ancestor was thinking, nor dared
to guess.
"Leave him here, and go." The Sect Master of the Wealthy Sect responded and transformed into a golden light, disappearing.
A white-haired immortal appeared on the platform, with willow-leaf eyebrows and a goatee—a truly enlightened sage. The immortal
carefully observed the small clay sculpture, estimating Xiang Yin's circumference to be a meter long—a truly wondrous object
…
The old man took a few steps in front of Xiang Yin, gritted his teeth, and pulled out a bright red pill, placing it into Xiang Yin's mouth.
It was the priceless Creation Elixir. The moment the red pill entered his mouth, it was as if an immense life force had been injected into his body.
Every cell in his body, every strand of his soul, radiated vitality dozens of times greater, regenerating itself. Xiang Yin's injuries instantly improved
, and his constitution gradually strengthened. His full recovery was only a matter of time; truly worthy of being
one of the ten most sacred medicines in the world—the Creation Elixir.
The old man waved his hand tenderly, and servants carried Xiang Yin away to rest in a side room. The old man instructed, "
Notify me when he wakes up."
A month later, his mind had recovered, and Xiang Yin gradually regained consciousness.
Two months later, his bones recovered; three months later, his muscles returned to their original position; and in April, Xiang Yin hatched…
It felt like a long dream, yet also like a fleeting moment. Xiang Yin opened his eyes. Before him was a snow-white
ceiling. A maid in a floral dress stood guard by the bed, her large, curious eyes fixed on Xiang Yin's manhood. Suddenly,
a cracking sound was heard, and Xiang Yin emerged, his skin perfectly altered, his body completely naked. His manhood
had returned to its normal size, and his eyes, like black holes in the stars, possessed an endless
suction force.
The maid's heart pounded, like a little girl who had done something wrong. Only she knew
how many times she had secretly tried to fit his manhood in the past few months—it was simply too big, impossible to squeeze in…
Was it only an elephant that could use something so large? The little maid was filled with curiosity.
Suddenly, the voice of the Bi Yun Ancestor abruptly appeared in the side room: "Shi Fen, bring him to see me."
The maid, Shi Fen, obeyed and led the way. She then explained to Xiang Yin everything that had happened after he fell into a deep sleep,
which the ancestor had naturally instructed her to tell Xiang Yin, exaggerating the value of the Heaven-Seizing Creation Pill several times over.
The island was filled with overlapping palaces, artificial mountains and fairy flowers, and many wild birds, but few pedestrians.
Turning a corner in the long corridor, they bumped into a group of women, all dressed as maids. The one in the lead was like a
figure from a painting, exquisitely beautiful, with a rosy face, about fifteen or sixteen years old, mischievous eyes, and small red lips.
The woman said, "Where are you taking a man? Don't you know men aren't allowed on Cloud Island? What's
the punishment for disobeying this order?"
Shi Fen, the maid, was immediately terrified and scrambled to her knees, crying, "It was Elder Bi who wanted to see him! I didn't bring him
in on my own! Miss, Miss, spare me... Waaah..."
Xiang Yin looked at the young lady, just as Miss Bi glanced in their direction. Xiang Yin didn't flinch, but
smiled lightly, exuding a carefree air. Coupled with the white clothes and trousers he had just changed into, and his Core Formation strength, he even possessed a somewhat otherworldly
air.
Miss Bi's heart skipped a beat, but she retorted defiantly, "What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes
out!"
Xiang Yin said, "Miss, you're just a figure in a painting. Even a glance from you would be a desecration. I shouldn't look, and I
dare not look." With that, she covered her eyes, refusing to look any longer.
Miss Bi took two steps forward, exhaling a soft, lotus-like breath, and gently rested her face on Xiang Yin's. How fragrant! Miss Bi chuckled softly
and said, "What a handsome young man! You won't escape my clutches tonight..." Miss Bi left gracefully
, leaving the dazed Xiang Yin standing there, seemingly still in a daze. It seemed like before, some woman had always begged for mercy under his domineering
spear, hadn't it? But in these past few years, it seemed the world had changed...
After walking for several more minutes, they finally arrived at the highest palace on the island. Shi Fen shouted, "Xiang Yin is here!
"
Suddenly, the air coalesced into a giant hand, grabbing Xiang Yin like a rabbit.
In a few breaths, they were in the inner palace. Here, an incredibly sophisticated illusion had been created—green mountains and clear waters, tall trees
and a small river. A small wooden house sat by the river, its door closed, with a low haystack beside it.
An old man, beaming, stood before the wooden house and placed Xiang Yin upright in front of him. Xiang Yin knew this was
a divine intervention, but remained calm and respectfully bowed to the old man. The old man accepted the bow and said, "I didn't
save you for nothing. Don't be too happy yet; you must promise me three things."
Xiang Yin respectfully replied, "Please speak, Immortal Master. I will do my utmost."
"First: Never betray the Wealthy Sect. Can you do that?"
Xiang Yin pointed three fingers to the sky and swore, "I swear to myself: I will never betray the Wealthy Sect in this life, or else my heart will be consumed by demons, and
my soul will be scattered!"
The old man nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Second: If I ever attain the Great Ascension stage, I will definitely return
something to my descendants worth more than ten times the value of the Creation Pill. Are you willing?" The old man's immortal eyes were like... The
beam of light could see right through Xiang Yin. If Xiang Yin showed even the slightest reluctance, it might just
pierce him through with a single finger.
Xiang Yin thought for a moment, realizing there's no such thing as a free lunch, and that kindness should be repaid tenfold. So he said:"Alright." 　　 Old Man Bi frowned slightly, unsure how to begin. "As for the third matter, it's just a small thing. Come closer and 　　listen."

Xiang Yin approached the old man, but the old man stood there as if he were nothing. Aside from
what Xiang Yin could see, he couldn't sense anything at all—not his sense of smell, hearing, or touch. The old man had
become one with the surrounding air.
"I've heard you're quite skilled in the art of seclusion. Tell me about it?"
Xiang Yin glanced at the old man's root, the implication clear. The old man's face flushed slightly, but his expression remained serious.
The demonstration was excellent. Xiang Yin spoke slowly: "The root grows large from blood, becomes plump from flesh, and becomes strong from bone. We can
…"
Several hours passed. The old man sometimes exclaimed in surprise, sometimes his face flushed and his eyes darted around, sometimes he stroked his beard and sighed, sometimes he nodded, seemingly
having gained some understanding. The old man was listening intently when a cold snort suddenly rang in his ears. Startled, he snapped back to reality
, interrupting Xiang Yin's narration. Looking at the sky, which was darkening as dusk approached, the old man said, "It's getting
late. You should go back now. I'll call you again at this time tomorrow so we can discuss and research further."
Xiang Yin bowed in obedience and was instantly thrown out of the inner hall. Shi Fen had been waiting for quite some time…
Suddenly, a village girl appeared on a haystack beside the small wooden house. Her clothes were half-covered, her eyebrows delicately arched, and
she smiled seductively, saying, "Is this the secret weapon you were talking about?"
Seeing the village girl's alluring face, the old man pounced like an impatient wolf, his claws reaching inside her clothes.
"Grass girl, see how I pamper you!"
A burst of laughter came from the haystack…

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