Chapter 757

Chapter 757: Heavenly Immortal Inheritance

Ye Yun smiled faintly as he gazed ahead, recalling his past invincibility. Ah, that unmatched feeling had been far more thrilling than even the murderous intent of the Purple Shadow Divine Sword. Though he still didn’t understand why the woman had aided him, he felt obliged to show some gratitude.

Even if she remained a demon, Ye Yun wasn’t petty enough to scorn her help. Demons deserved thanks too—after all, it cost him nothing, not even an Immortal Spirit Stone. But for the Heavenly Immortals of the human race? No gratitude. Only cold remembrance of their differences.

“Wow, it’s so dazzling!” Shui Lingling gasped upon entering, awestruck by the thick spiritual energy from the world.

“Fine decorations indeed. The spiritual power here is way denser than outside. Fitting for the inheritance of Master Slash Immortals,” Shui Yingying mused.

“I wonder if the old master would appreciate your flattery,” Ye Yun teased as the girls gushed.

“We don’t need his approval—it’s sincere!” Shui Lingling giggled, then paused. “Wait, isn’t that Mo Wenxian?”

“It is,” Ye Yun confirmed, smiling. “Brother Mo, back so soon? Did you claim Master Nine Palaces’ inheritance?”

“Brother Ye! No wonder you seemed familiar. Another breakthrough? Your talent’s unreal!” Mo Wenxian laughed.

“Even with his inheritance, I’m no match for Master Nine Palaces himself,” Mo Wenxian replied humbly.

“Where’s Master Slash Immortals’ inheritance?” Ye Yun cut to the chase.

“Top of the palace. But guard your will—or end up like my friends here,” Mo Wenxian warned, gesturing to his companions.

“Good. A tough trial means it’s worthwhile.” Ye Yun shrugged. Fear? Unnecessary. His mental power neared the Earth Immortal realm, and he’d once briefly touched the Heavenly Immortal realm—a fact he clung to with pride.

Though he’d only reached it via demonic energy, that fleeting taste of Heavenly Immortal power had sharpened his insight. For now, that was enough.

“Ling’er! Hiding from me?” Xue Yi smirked as Shui Lingling ducked behind Shui Yingying.

“We’re not friends!” Shui Lingling huffed.

“My acknowledgment suffices, no?” Xue Yi whispered something, sparking Shui Lingling’s curiosity until they chattered like old pals.

Ye Yun shook his head, amused by their instant bond. After parting with Mo Wenxian, he turned to the girls. “Who’s trying the inheritance first?”

He’d let them attempt it—he’d surely claim both Master Slash Immortals’ and the unknown Celestial’s legacies anyway.

“Can’t be me.” Shui Lingling tapped a floating stone. No glow. She tried others, pouting. “Broken? Why reject Ling’er?”

“Same here.” Shui Yingying swapped stones, then sighed. “Let Ye Yun try. Our Starfall Arts are enough.”

“My turn.” Ye Yun channeled true qi into the stones. Warmth surged through him.

Threads—countless threads—woven into a world of cause and effect flooded his mind. “Master Slash Immortals, spare the games,” he called out.

“How’d you know it’s me?” a voice chuckled.

“Who’d dare invade your legacy in the Celestial-Demon battlefield? But your Sword Path… enlightening.”

“Smooth talker! Since I’m long dead, take this Sword of Cause and Effect. Fulfill my wish.”

Ye Yun grinned. Free inheritance? Perfect.

“Mastering it won’t be easy. But with your talent? Possible.” The voice faded as sword truths unfolded.

Because in that fleeting instant earlier, Ye Yun had sensed the aura of a Heavenly Immortal emanating from himself. Though faint, he had indeed stepped into that realm. With the Heavenly Demon completely vanquished and considering Ye Yun’s earlier words, the answer became clear.

"I merely used the senior’s Sword Path for verification. Should I truly comprehend it, my own Born as a Sword path remains equally extraordinary," Ye Yun clasped his hands, unperturbed by the words of Slash Immortals’ remnant soul.

"Haha! None have dared address this Ancestor so boldly in ages. Well said!" Slash Immortals’ remnant soul showed no anger. "Ambition serves you well. Young man, I shall impart this sword of cause and effect. Treasure it."

In an instant, Ye Yun became immersed. A sword spun ceaselessly within his mind—oscillating, slashing, weaving through a realm of threads until his sea of consciousness could no longer withstand the Sword Path’s pressure.

"Even if I comprehended your Sword Path, senior, I’d grasp mere fragments. Please take no offense." Ye Yun smiled calmly, recognizing his limits.

"Worry not! Having slain that Heavenly Demon, you deserve our respect. This fading remnant offers little, and your humility shames us," Slash Immortals laughed heartily, pleased by what he witnessed.

Though Ye Yun hadn’t fully grasped the Sword Path, he’d merged it with his own essence, demonstrating remarkable comprehension. The remnant soul felt unexpected satisfaction—having no heirs, he now saw Ye Yun as an ideal successor. Had he lived longer, he might have honed this disciple further, but this inheritance would suffice.

"Your Sword Path’s causal forces of simplicity are profound. Without certain… obligations, I mightn’t have comprehended even this much," Ye Yun acknowledged respectfully.

"Teachworthy indeed! Since your companion’s remnant soul also practices the sword, let us spar! Grant this departed soul final peace." Slash Immortals grinned at the Ancestor of the Sword Path.

"Intriguing proposition!" Unmatched Sword Might erupted as a black-white sun blazed in Ye Yun’s mind. A blurred sword formed from yin-yang energies surged forth.

Two sword arcs collided—flashes of light erupting where black-white energies met purple Sword Energy. The clash peaked, then dissipated from Ye Yun’s consciousness, leaving profound insights.

The Sword Path will revealed new horizons. Being mere projections, their clash left no harm, only enlightenment.

"This is Slash Immortals’ sword of cause and effect. Though I grasp but fragments…" Ye Yun murmured, replicating the sword’s motion amidst mountain vistas.

Heaven and earth became his blade. Within his sea of consciousness—already surpassing Sixth Level Earth Immortal realm—energy stirred from superb heavenly materials within him. As the Small World shattered under his strike, Ye Yun opened eyes briefly gleaming with black-white and primordial purple swords before they vanished.

"Finished, Ye Yun?" Shui Lingling inquired anxiously, having sensed his transformation into a Sword Path vessel. Relief washed over her as he awoke.

"And you two?" Ye Yun asked the girls. "Obtained the other Heavenly Immortal’s inheritance?"

"No. That senior disliked us," Shui Lingling sighed. "We must accept this."

"Matters in Three Celestial Heavens conclude. We depart," Ye Yun stated simply.

"Leaving now?" Disappointment tinged Shui Lingling’s voice.

"My cultivation reaches peak Seventh Level Nascent Soul. Earth Immortal realm nears." Ye Yun ruffled her hair. "I’ll seek you both when possible."

"Visit Ling’er!" She nodded, knowing to not hinder his path.

"This journey settled much." Ye Yun smiled, his mind stabilized—the demonic aspect sealed by Xuelian Heavenly Immortal’s Extreme Cold Inheritance, only to emerge in direst need.

"In large cities, I’ll refine the Thunder Spirit. My demon spirit was sacrificed upon reaching Heavenly Immortal realm initially." He recalled relying on that mysterious woman’s artifacts for the ritual.

Exiting Broken Space, Ye Yun beheld chaos—once-serene landscapes now warped, skies collapsing under torrents of demonic energy. Ominous black figures loomed, heralding the Devil Race’s resurgence…

Ye Yun observed calmly, having anticipated this. After eradicating Celestial Tower’s Heavenly Immortals and Demon God remnant souls, he knew the Celestial-Demon battlefield’s wards would fail.

"No matter. Inheriting their legacy, I cannot remain idle." He trusted humanity could withstand this—the Demon Realm’s portal wasn’t fully open yet. Time dwindled, but enough remained.

A thunderous arc split the heavens, blazing toward distant horizons.