He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Chapter 112 The Cloud Clan's Legacy

When consciousness returned, it was in a peculiar space within the sea of ​​consciousness, surrounded by countless points of light, as numerous as stars, each a complete and intact inheritance.

Although he felt confused, Fu Xun still reached out and touched the largest ball of light. He had a feeling that he couldn't leave this place without seeing all of these things.

In an instant, a history of the Cloud Clan appeared in his mind.

Fu Xun stood there in astonishment for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before finally finishing organizing the contents of this inheritance.

"The Cloud Clan is one of the many ancient holy clans in the Netherworld Sea. Their territory is called Tianfang Cloud Valley, which is the largest island region and one of the closest to the Netherworld Abyss."

During the Battle of Hongyuan, the Yun Clan suffered heavy losses, with only a small number of clansmen migrating in several branches. The clan leader's lineage left with the ancestral tokens... So much time has passed that no one knows what happened back then, but the mighty Yun Clan has simply vanished..."

Fu Xun sat down cross-legged, his interest piqued, and patiently examined each of the points of light. "...There are at least several dozen Holy Races in the Netherworld Sea. Could there still be any on the continent today?"

"Mystic power?" Fu Xun was looking at the overview of a secret manual. "Mystic power is innate to all races and awakens at certain opportunities. It is a mysterious and unpredictable power, ever-changing and called 'mysterious'."

"Hmm? The Kunlun Snow Clan? A sacred clan separated from the Cloud Clan by several clan territories, residing in the same sea area, whose Xuan power... belongs to water?"

Fu Xun inexplicably thought of Leng Huan's water magic and that strange power, because she was the strangest person he had ever seen, and naturally he compared her to this book.

"Could she really be a member of the Kunlun Snow Clan?"

"What is the Xuan power of the Yun clan like...?" This book is too thick; it's all about the characteristics and power of various clans. Fu Xun wanted to know about the Yun clan, but unfortunately, the earlier parts were all arranged according to the five elements, and the Yun clan's part was at the end.

"..." He flipped through the pages for a long time before finally seeing it, "Yun Clan's profound power, summoning wind and rain? Lightning and thunder?" Fu Xun stared blankly for a long time. If he were Leng Huan, he would definitely say that this is too abstract.

As I continued reading, I finally learned something concrete: "Soaring through the clouds, reaching the highest heavens, the power of clouds and thunder is at my disposal... So the Cloud Clan are born with wind and thunder spiritual roots?"

My goodness, what was the world like thousands of years ago?

Fu Xun seemed to see the prosperous cultivation world of thousands of years ago, with countless powerful beings and a gathering of geniuses.

I couldn't help but yearn for it; it must be such a magnificent and awe-inspiring world.

Everything that was happening now was beyond his imagination. He thought of his mother, who should have been surnamed Yun, but by chance she was adopted by the Yin family of Xijun and was named Yin Wuyou.

Finally understanding that the method his mother used to train his body since childhood was actually to purify his bloodline, and recalling how she risked her life to seal her power in his body with a secret technique, Fu Xun was a little dazed. His mother had never revealed her identity and was willing to live under someone else's roof. Had the fallen Holy Clan become so weak?

No wonder the flight techniques and lightning magic she secretly taught him from a young age were extraordinary. It's a pity that without the proper inheritance, they weren't complete, and he couldn't awaken his profound power earlier...

Mother, she didn't know that the keepsake she kept had a space for inheritance, but she must be from the Yunhuang lineage.

What happened? How come she's the only one left in the Cloud Clan?

There are still records of the Battle of Hongyuan on the mainland, which took place at least seven thousand years ago. At that time, the demon race ran rampant on the mainland, and the entire continent was in chaos. The Eastern Divine Dynasty rose to power after that.

...

He glanced at these records and didn't want to bother with them anymore; they were disjointed and these old almanacs were useless to him.

He continued to look at the other points of light, the smaller ones being spiritual techniques. He quickly finished looking at them and finally found the Cloud Clan's profound energy cultivation method among a group of points of light.

Because of his mother's influence, he automatically awakened the power of cloud and thunder, which he suddenly comprehended during the Golden Core Tribulation.

"The Primordial Spirit Cloud Scripture? The Cloud Chapter?"

A faintly glowing figure sat cross-legged in the small space of the mind's eye, occasionally talking to himself, sometimes seeming to have an epiphany...

Divine thoughts, like countless grains of sand in the Ganges, scattered across the nine heavens and stars, yet a thousand years had passed in an instant.

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On the shore of Baiquan Bay, a place that was hidden by an array and seemed deserted was suddenly illuminated by a dazzling golden light. A stray desert wolf that was drinking water was startled and let out a whimper before quickly tucking its tail between its legs and running away.

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The Leng family in Beijun City.

The high-ranking members of the clan gathered in the hall. Leng Huan sat in the first seat to the left of the patriarch. He looked around and saw that everyone who was at home had come except for the elders who were in seclusion.

This reveals a severe shortage of talent. Apart from her, Leng Zhaohe, and Leng Feng, there are only a few Golden Core deacons, Golden Core executive elders, and Foundation Establishment clan members, totaling only seventeen or eighteen.

Including her, there were a total of seven Golden Core cultivators. They looked at each other, their eyes gleaming as they focused on Leng Huan. Finally, they all turned their gazes toward the family head in unison.

Leng Huan touched her nose. The journey was long, and it had taken her a month to get back. She sneaked into her embroidery room and was spotted by Qiu Yue and Dong Xue. After a moment of shock, they screamed and excitedly disregarded the rule of "not rushing," and scrambled to inform Madam Leng and the head of the Leng family of the news.

Then, just like before, she was called to the conference room for a meeting.

In other words, given the current situation... Leng Huan pretended not to notice the gaze Leng Feng was giving him from the next seat, and listened calmly to Leng Zhaohe's words.

"Ahem! Now that Huanxue has returned, everyone is relieved. You... tell me about your experience. How did you advance to the Golden Core stage so quickly? Did you have some great fortune?"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Leng Zhaohe carefully considered his questions. His tone was incredibly kind and approachable, full of compassion and concern, yet also a touch of caution.

Although the Leng family head was still a bit confused, he managed to keep his composure, even though it was too absurd for someone to go out for two or three years and suddenly become a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.

Leng Huan had no choice but to stand up and say a few words concisely:

"First he was trapped in the Dark Light Forest for a year, then he went into seclusion for two or three years, and finally... he encountered the demons, and while chasing the demons, he accidentally disturbed the Nascent Soul demon beasts."

Then I accidentally fell off a cliff and was... trapped at the bottom of the cliff. The restrictions were hard to break, and I didn't break through to the Golden Core stage until I went into seclusion for twenty years. Then, after going through many hardships and spending several years, I finally found the weak point in the restrictions of the secret realm, and... I got out..."

"It took me a month to get back..." Leng Huan said, half-jokingly, thinking to herself that the Northern Region was thousands of miles away and there wasn't even a small town. She was exhausted, and she had already used up all her talismans after leaving the secret realm.

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After the elders sighed with emotion and congratulated her, they each presented their gifts to celebrate her entry into the country. After exchanging pleasantries, Leng Huan, with her storage bag now bulging again, happily greeted the elders without showing any annoyance.

"Huanxue, wait a minute!"

After the meeting, she hurried towards her yard, but was eventually caught up by the cold wind.

Leng Huan could only roll his eyes and turn away, then instantly put on a smiling expression, "Brother, what's up?"

"Can't I ask if there's nothing wrong?" Leng Feng stared at her suspiciously for a moment, then suddenly grabbed her. "Come on, let's go to the observation deck."

“…” Leng Huan quickly shook him off, “Brother, please mind your image! Just say what you want to say, don’t hit me.”

Leng Feng glanced at her, scoffed, and walked ahead with a flick of his sleeve. Leng Huan followed. When they reached the viewing platform, she plopped down on the veranda. She hadn't had a proper rest since returning; hadn't she had it easy?

"You said you were trapped in the Darklight Forest. I went to look for you, but we must have missed each other." Leng Feng ignored her cringe-worthy sitting posture and asked with his arms crossed, "So, Fu found you?"

"Yes." Leng Huan rubbed his eyes wearily, deciding that he needed to conserve his energy later, as traveling was too exhausting.

"You were trapped with him? It was Fu Xun who led you out of the secret realm." The last sentence was affirmative, since Leng Feng was already a Golden Core cultivator when he met Fu Xun.

Leng Huan: "Yes, he's already a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Leng Feng was shocked upon hearing this, "Nascent Soul?!"

From the outside, it seems like only a few years have passed, yet he has already reached the Nascent Soul stage. Isn't that outrageous?

Leng Huan: "It's true. He's exceptionally talented and has superb comprehension, so his breakthrough is quite normal. We ordinary people should just be cautious and act within our capabilities. We can't envy someone like him." The kind of abuse Long Aotian endures is not something an ordinary person can bear.

Leng Feng was stunned for a long time. Putting aside Fu Xun, that oddball, even Leng Huan had walked ahead of him. He steadied himself and asked, "You guys didn't encounter anything else, right?"

Leng Huan immediately shook his head: "No, he's in seclusion, what could possibly be wrong?" Fu Xun is still lying in the desert...

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