Seven days later, in the hall of the City of Traps.
Today was an extremely important day for the Mo Family. Yan Dan would become the Mo family's giant, and Yan Hong would become the Mo family's commander. When he was eighteen, he would enter the forbidden area of the Mo family to train. As long as he passed the trial, he would successfully take over as the Mo family's giant.
The stands on both sides of the hall were already filled with distinguished guests. The representatives of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy sat in the front row, and the rest were the disciples of the Mo Family. Everyone had gathered together to witness one thing. The ninth generation of the Mo Family, one of the two most prominent schools in the world, had stepped down, and the tenth generation of the Mo Family had officially succeeded the throne. Everyone present had a solemn expression on their faces as they carried out this solemn ceremony. The giant looked around with a serious expression, and finally, his gaze fell on Yan Dan, and he shouted in a solemn tone.
"Today, the Mo Family invites all of our friends from the Hundred Schools of Philosophy to witness the 10th generation of the Mo Family officially taking over Mo Mei as the Mo Family's new tycoon!”
" Yan Dan, take the sword." Although the giant spoke solemnly, his eyes were filled with kindness.
" Yan Dan, take the sword." Yan Dan's expression was solemn and his tone was solemn. He knelt on one knee and held the sword with both hands.
"Today, the disciple of the Mo Family, Yan Dan, has officially taken over the position of the tenth generation of the Mo Family. I hope that you will remember to love everyone and bring glory to the Mo Family.
"Yes! In this life, I will definitely take the responsibility of bringing glory to the Mohist school. I will be conscientious and do not dare to slack off.”
"The world is white and I am the only black. I am not attacking the Mo Sect and loving everyone for the rest of my life."
"The world is white and I am the only black. I am not attacking the Mo Sect and loving everyone for the rest of my life."
Next, Yan Dan put on the Moyun Robe, which was personally made by the ancestor of the Mo Family, Mo Di. The robe was black in color, with a green auspicious cloud at the bottom and a picture of a Kylin howling at the sky on the back. The material used to make it had long been lost. It was only known that it could block knives and swords, avoid cold and heat, and shelter from rain and dust. It was extremely precious, and every generation of the Mo Family's giants took over the Momei and Moyun Robe at the same time when they succeeded to the throne. Thus, the succession ceremony of the sect leader was officially completed.
After the ceremony ended, the Hundred Schools of Philosophy gradually left, leaving only the Confucians behind. The School of Political Traversing remained in the City of Traps.
Everything returned to silence. Yan Hong walked alone on the plank road. Suddenly, he saw Nian Duan standing alone on the platform in front of him, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance. He looked dignified and beautiful.
"Godmother, why are you here alone?”
"Hong 'er, it's nothing. I'm just a little frustrated and want to be alone. Since you're here, you should accompany me.”
"Good!" He was still extremely respectful and respectful towards his foster mother, Yan Hong, who loved him dearly.
" Hong-er, tomorrow-cough cough, I want-cough cough-"
"Godmother, it's windy here. Let's send you back to your room first.”Seeing Nian Duan coughing non-stop, Yan Hong knew that he couldn't stay here for long.
"Alright, go back to your room first. I will tell you in detail.”
"Good!"
Yan Hong helped Nian Duan back to his room and poured a cup of water for him. He used silver needles to calm his breathing. After doing all this, Nian Duan's face regained its ruddy color. However, just as he was about to speak to Yan Hong, his face suddenly turned from red to blood red. He felt his throat go dry and his limbs go weak.
"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Nian Duan's face instantly turned pale.
"Godmother, what's wrong with you? You're a doctor. Why didn't you treat such a serious illness earlier? Ever since Yan Hong came to this world, this was the first time he felt flustered. This was something he had never thought of. He had a feeling that his loved ones were about to leave, and his eyes were already red.
"Good child, as you said, I am a doctor and I know my own condition. Don't worry.”Even so, from Yan Hong's diagnosis of his pulse, he knew that Nian Duan's illness was so deep that he could not hold on for much longer. For the first time in his life, Yan Hong revealed his true feelings and leaned into Nian Duan's arms, quietly enjoying the peace, tranquility, and warmth of his mother's love. Nian Duan did not say anything and just smiled at Yan Hong, gently stroking his head. In Nian Duan's heart, this was the attachment a child should show to his mother. At other times, Yan Hong was too mature and calm. He was not like a child, but a man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
"Hong 'er, promise me one thing, okay?”
"Godmother, tell me. No matter what it is, I will definitely agree.”
"If…if, one day, Mother is no longer around, please take good care of Rong 'er.”Although it was a question, there was a hint of pleading in his tone.
Yan Hong looked at Nian Duan as if he had been struck by lightning. He could see the longing for life in her eyes, the reluctance and love for her and Duanmu Rong. His heart tightened, and tears flowed uncontrollably. He choked and said,"This is what my mother remembered. She will not let Rong 'er be hurt at all."”
"This letter is for you. The other is for Rong 'er. You can open it again in 20 years. At that time, everything will be revealed and there will be no more doubts in your hearts.”He carefully handed the two letters to Yan Hong.
"Yes, your son will remember!"
After that, Nian Duan and Yan Hong just chatted quietly. They were not biological, but they were more like biological children. This pair of mother and son poured out their deep affection today. Yan Hong did not know that today would be the last time they would have such a cordial conversation. The next time they met, things would be different.
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The next day, Yan Hong and Guigu 'zi set off for the Haunted Valley. Nian Duan sent them off with tears in his eyes as he dragged his sick body. Yan Dan gave Yan Hong a hexagonal pendant, which was his mother's personal pendant. Yan Hong solemnly wore the pendant around his neck and placed it against his heart to quietly feel his mother's warmth. It contained his mother's longing and love for his son.
Xun Zi personally hung a token on Yan Hong's waist. This was the waist token of a second-generation disciple of the scholarly faction. With this token, Yan Hong would truly have the status of a scholarly disciple.
Yan Hong went to the Ghost Valley alone, Hong Yu stayed in the Traceless Manor to control the overall situation, Xie Zhiyun had completely taken over Liusu, and everything had entered a relatively calm stage. All the forces had entered a dormant period to quietly accumulate strength and prepare for the final battle.
The Ghost Valley was located in the middle of the mountains. Outside the valley, there was a formation set up by the first generation Guigu 'zi. Outsiders who trespassed into the Ghost Valley would only face death. Ten days later, Yan Hong came here and saw that the Ghost Valley was filled with lush vegetation. Occasionally, a few long cries of apes could be heard from the mountains. At dawn and dusk, hundreds of birds flew together. The mountain stream was so clear that one could see the bottom. The green waves were like fish leaping and butterflies flying. It was really a place that returned to its original nature and rippled with yang energy.
When he came to the Ghost Valley, there was a huge stone standing in the middle of it. On it was written: "Anger makes the vassals afraid, and peace makes the world rest." This was Phantom Valley's confidence, this was the domineering aura of a conqueror. If one wanted to become a hero of a generation, confidence was indispensable, and domineering aura was indispensable. Pang Juan led the Wei Kingdom to dominate the world because of his heroic spirit, Su Qin carried the Six Nations Seal because of his extraordinary confidence, and Sun Bin and Zhang Yi were the true heroes of a generation.
From now on, Yan Hong would wait here quietly for the moment when the dragon soared into the nine heavens. This peerless unpolished jade would become a true hero of a generation under Guigu 'zi's forging.
When they arrived at the Ghost Valley, the sun was already setting. The Mingyu Pavilion was built by the first generation of Guigu 'zi. For the next 300 years, it had been a place for the disciples of the Ghost Valley to learn martial arts. It also contained Qimen Dunjia, Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams, which extracted the essence of the sun and moon and nourished the spiritual charm of the earth veins. The ritual of bearing the heavens and carrying things was clear. Under the Heavenly Dao, all living beings shared fate, and every generation of Gui Gu's descendants gathered the talents of heaven and earth. He had inherited the foundation of the earth vein and left the sect to search for his own Dao in the world. Under the Great Dao, there were three thousand Heavenly Dao. All of them could turn into feathers and break through the sky. The final achievement depended on one's comprehension, foundation, and fate. Yan Hong's fate was that he had jumped out of the river of fate since he was born. His fate no longer belonged to the Heavenly Dao, but was hidden in the ethereal Great Dao. Everything was really his own fate, not the Heaven.
Outside Mingyu Pavilion, two youths were waiting quietly. It was as if he had long known that Guigu 'zi would return. He was dressed in white and had long hair that fluttered in the wind. Although he was silent, he was not cold. Instead, he had a trace of natural aura that made people feel close to him. However, the aura around his body was fluctuating and not peaceful. He was destined to experience some hardships. Was his Dao destined to be filled with thorns? One was dressed in grey clothes and had a hairband on his head. What was even more peculiar was that this young man had long grey hair and a cold and arrogant temperament that made people feel intimidated. It was as if he was a lonely star that rejected all friendliness and kindness. Was his Dao destined to be lonely?
Only they themselves knew all of this.
At this moment, the two youths were also paying attention to Yan Hong. At this moment, Yan Hong was dressed in black, and the noble aura of a royal family had been completely hidden. He was like a calm lake, calm and without any waves, but he himself contained enormous potential. The Qi around him was also faintly discernible and constantly changing, but it was vaguely following the established rules under the Heavenly Dao. At least, the two youths could not see through him with their current cultivation.
"Xiao Zhuang, Nie 'er. This is Zhao Huan. From now on, he will be your junior brother. You can call him Zihuan.”The name Zihuan was Yan Dan, Xun Zi, and Guigu 'zi had agreed to conceal Yan Hong's identity as the young master of the Yan Kingdom. Furthermore, the word Huan represented power and solemnity. Determination and magnanimity were exactly what Yan Dan expected of Yan Hong.
"Zihuan greets the two martial brothers."
"Zihuan, these are your two senior brothers, Ge Nie and Wei Zhuang.”Guigu 'zi looked at the three of them and said.
" Greetings, Junior Brother!" The young man who was called Nie 'er by Guigu' zi returned the greeting.
"Er-another one, eh? Don't die here. I won't show mercy in the future.”Wei Zhuang said with a faint smile. However, there was no joy in his eyes, only a faint interest and a little mockery.
"Yes, please guide me in the future.”His tone was calm and composed, without any emotional fluctuations. This surprised Ge Nie and Wei Zhuang, but at the same time, they also looked up to Yan Hong.
From that day onwards, the following years were relatively peaceful, but not dull. Many years later, the three of them had different situations, but regardless of whether it was the proud Wei Zhuang, the quiet Ge Nie, or the cold Yan Hong, every time they recalled the days they lived together, a faint warmth would appear in their hearts.
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With the world in his hands, he could roam freely in the world.
The world was settled between the factions, and the heart was clear that the Heavenly Dao Sword was in hand.
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