Chapter 293: Actually, There Is One More Thing
Immortal Phoenix Scripture.
It was a cultivation method without a designated grade.
But at this moment, in Li Xun's eyes, its value was no less than any Imperial Scripture—in fact, an ordinary Imperial Scripture might not even be comparable to the Immortal Phoenix Scripture in his hands!
The reason Imperial Scriptures were so terrifying was primarily because they originated from an Emperor.
Whether later generations could cultivate one and eventually ascend to the Emperor Realm was still uncertain.
But the Immortal Phoenix Scripture was different.
By cultivating it, as long as one did not fall along the way, one was almost guaranteed to become an Emperor!
What was even more unbelievable was that ordinary Imperial Scriptures required extremely high cultivation prerequisites—special physiques, unique talents, and so on.
But in contrast, the Immortal Phoenix Scripture had almost no requirements at all.
As long as you were male, that was enough.
Your innate aptitude didn't matter.
In short, from any perspective, the Immortal Phoenix Scripture was flawless, completely transcending all Imperial Scriptures.
However, this cultivation method had one fatal flaw.
Everyone knew:
Feng was male; Huang was female.
The name Immortal Phoenix Scripture was derived from this symbolism.
Anyone cultivating the Immortal Phoenix Scripture had to be male—but after reaching Great Completion, they would transform into a woman.
This alone was enough to make countless people unable to accept it.
Of course, there were still those who craved immortality and would choose to cultivate it anyway.
If it were merely a matter of changing gender, then fine—it would just be a super-charged, fantasy-world version of the "Sunflower Manual."
But the real problem was, during cultivation, with each breakthrough into a major realm, the practitioner would undergo a transformation—from soul to flesh.
This transformation was excruciatingly painful.
If one failed to endure it, the soul would collapse and scatter, turning into nothingness with no chance of reincarnation.
However, if one could persevere through the transformations, the benefits were enormous: one's talent would become increasingly terrifying, and even one's comprehension ability would double.
If a cultivator managed to endure until reaching the Emperor Realm. then the physical body and soul refined through the Immortal Phoenix Scripture would become unimaginably powerful.
Among peers, no one would be able to contend with her.
"Comprehension and physique both multiply… No wonder this Immortal Phoenix Scripture records cultivation only up to the Emperor Realm," Li Xun murmured to himself.
From this perspective, if one truly withstood all transformations, then after becoming an Emperor, one's comprehension would reach a level frightening beyond words.
At that point, whether the Immortal Phoenix Scripture had a continuation no longer mattered.
Because with such comprehension, the practitioner could naturally complete all broken paths on their own.
"With no bottlenecks in cultivation, practicing the Immortal Phoenix Scripture makes all realms before the Emperor Realm flow naturally. This is something every cultivator dreams of… but the transformations…"
Li Xun whispered, light flickering in his eyes.
Although the Scripture didn't explicitly describe how terrifying the transformations were, anyone could imagine it:
Transforming a man into a woman bit by bit…
For the mind and the body alike, this was an enormous trial.
There were probably few people who could endure such a transformation.
"What a pity."
Li Xun shook his head slightly.
The Immortal Phoenix Scripture was indeed powerful, but it didn't suit him—and it was of little use even as a reference.
Most likely… he could only treat it as an investment.
After all, in the cultivation world, there were surely plenty of people suited to practicing the Immortal Phoenix Scripture.
Since the method had almost no entry requirements, whether someone could successfully cultivate it was not something he needed to concern himself with.
"Master, what's wrong?" Huang Xi asked curiously.
Just moments ago, a strange ancient book had appeared in her master's hands, and his expression had turned somewhat unnatural.
This naturally aroused her confusion.
"It's nothing."
Li Xun exhaled deeply, put the Immortal Phoenix Scripture into his storage ring, and casually summoned the Golden Divine Chariot.
"The Otherworldly Demon here has been dealt with. We should be leaving."
"Master, where are we going next?"
Huang Xi followed closely beside him.
"The Spirit Clan."
Li Xun replied without hesitation.
Since the other side targeted him so blatantly—and he was no saint—he naturally had to return the favor.
Moreover, with Huang Xi, a powerful expert, at his side, whether the Spirit Clan could withstand what was coming was still an open question.
The Spirit Clan was strong, but in Li Xun's view, it was uncertain whether they even had a Saint King–level powerhouse within their ranks.
Meanwhile, inside the Spirit Clan, a heavy gloom hung in the air.
Within a grand hall, an elderly man with snow-white hair and beard sat at the head.
He held a dragon-headed cane, his half-lidded eyes concealing the simmering fury beneath—a dormant volcano that could erupt at any moment.
Though he said not a single word, the entire hall was already shrouded in a suffocating pressure.
Everyone present stood frozen, afraid to even breathe loudly.
This man was none other than the Grand Elder of the Spirit Clan.
By seniority, he was a generation above even the Clan Patriarch.
Seven hundred years ago, he had already survived the Saint Tribulation and became a Four-Tribulation Saint.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would soon retreat to the back mountain to cultivate in seclusion, no longer involving himself in worldly affairs.
But because of the recent chaos within the Spirit Clan—where even the Clan Patriarch had fallen—they had no choice but to bring this half-retired Grand Elder back out to take charge of the situation.
"The Clan Patriarch has fallen. A Saint has fallen. Such enormous incidents—and only now do you come to report to me?"
The Grand Elder, though aged, spoke slowly, his voice low with the chill of twilight—yet everyone who heard it straightened instinctively, fully alert.
"G-Grand Elder…"
Below him, a middle-aged man glanced up nervously before speaking hesitantly:
"Actually… there is one more matter…"
"Hm?"
The Grand Elder's eyes abruptly snapped open, and a terrifying killing intent surged outward as he said coldly:
"And what else?"
"When the Clan Patriarch was still alive, he sent several Divine Palace Realm experts to hunt down that little beast, Xiao Fan. A few days ago— for reasons still unknown—those Divine Palace Realm experts, along with more than a dozen Life and Death Realm cultivators, all…"
"All fell."
As the final three words were spoken, the atmosphere in the hall grew even heavier.
The fall of the Clan Patriarch and a Saint had already shaken the entire Spirit Clan to its core.
But now, to learn that elsewhere the clan had also lost several Divine Palace Realm experts…
Even with the Spirit Clan's deep foundations, this was a blow they could hardly withstand.
It could be said that these two consecutive disasters had truly crippled the Spirit Clan.
Without at least a thousand years, they would not be able to recover their vitality.
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