The altar in the bronze palace is burning with candle fire.

Xu Fu sits on the mat, silently gazing into the darkness where the intertwined roots of the Golden Tree have been burnt to ashes, leaving only scattered ashes drifting in the cold wind.

"This thing is called the Candle Light Divine Tree, but it is not its true form, merely a root. Back then, the Qilin Venerable created this independent space in his world to serve as its... petri dish? Yes, that's the modern term. I once read the memories of those outsiders to understand the world beyond."

He explained, "If you ask me about the essence of the Candle Light Divine Tree, my answer is that I don't know. In the creation myths of the Ancient God Clan, Candle Light and You Ying were born at the creation of the world, and no one knows whether this is life, or some kind of law, or something else entirely. In any case, people call it Primordial."

He originally intended to continue speaking, but suddenly looked at the sword resting on his neck and couldn't help but say, "Young girl, can you remove your sword from my neck? I'm about to die."

"Sorry, it's not that I don't trust your character, but I fear you might go berserk again. After all, you were captured by three Ancient Supremes. No one knows whether they've planted something like a time bomb in your body." Su Youzhu held the Demon Extermination Sword with both hands, her gaze highly focused, like a sword master concentrating deeply.

However, her pretty face still bore the blush from the earlier affectionate moments, her expression slightly shy and annoyed.

Whether because it was witnessed,

or because it was interrupted.

Gu Jianlin also sat awkwardly on a pill furnace, having to admit that the young lady's caution was correct.

"Well said, it should indeed be so."

Xu Fu sighed, "But why do I feel so displeased?"

He was a Ninth Rank Taiyi God, even in this near-death state, his spirituality had withered, yet if he truly went berserk, two young ones might not be able to subdue him.

"Young girl, wait a moment."

He suddenly raised his hand, a black hole opened in his palm, and a sword, chilling as bone, materialized out of thin air.

The sword's length was approximately nine feet, its entire body shimmering with a golden radiance, as if entwined with scorching Yang Flame.

At the instant Gu Jianlin saw this sword, he felt a tremor deep in his soul.

"I think I've seen this before."

Su Youzhu said suspiciously, "When I followed my teacher as a Cheater back then, it seemed..."

Xu Fu said indifferently, "This sword is named Cong Yun! In the Yingzhou people's mythology, it has another alias called Heavenly Cluster Cloud. It was nurtured from the body of the Orochi, which was also an ancient Primordial, originally from the Qilin Clan, but later mutated into a monster after devouring the Divine Blood of the Candle Dragon Clan."

"These are experiments attempted by the Qilin Venerable, including the Pseudo Ancestors here, all creations of the Qilin Venerable. I will bury them here together, not letting them out to harm others, so you can rest assured."

"The Orochi was also one of the test subjects, and the creation myth of the Yingzhou people essentially stems from that Black Supreme. Cong Yun was once his weapon. This sword can control dark matter and dark energy, and can absorb life force to replenish itself, though few have earned its approval."

He chuckled, "It's aloof in nature, not talkative, difficult to get along with. Only by using this sword can you pose a threat to me. Try to touch it and see?"

Su Youzhu's eyes brightened slightly; evidently, she yearned for the sword, as it was both powerful and beautiful. Normally buying her a bag makes her happy for days, let alone such a precious artifact.

She reached out and grasped the icy, jade-like hilt, and the sword vibrated faintly as if resisting.

At this moment, Gu Jianlin glanced at the sword.

In an instant, Cong Yun stopped vibrating and obediently remained in the girl's palm.

Successful containment!

Su Youzhu delightedly toyed with the sword, sensing the power emanating from it, then positioned it back against the old man's neck, earnestly saying, "Thank you, Xu Fu. You, who once were captured by Ancient Supremes three times, I will treat this sword with respect, not tarnishing its famed reputation. But should you make any move, I will sever your head."

Xu Fu nodded reassuringly, yet turned to complain, "If you want to cut off my head, I have no objections, but can you stop mentioning my being captured three times by Ancient Supremes so often? Young people should have some manners."

Cough cough.

Gu Jianlin and Su Youzhu both coughed slightly; mainly, this old man was too pathetic.

One feels compassion upon sight.

Should be recorded in history.

"Both Candle Light and You Ying are Primordial, and as the fifth Ancient Supreme born, the Qilin Venerable was nurtured by the Third Power, yet no one knows what this so-called Third Power is. This implies that since there is a Candle Light Divine Tree in this world, there ought to be a treasure representing You Ying." Xu Fu said calmly.

"Where is the true form of the Candle Light Divine Tree?"

Su Youzhu pondered as she asked.

"If nothing unexpected happens, at the topmost layer of the Qilin Immortal Palace."

Gu Jianlin recalled that massive Golden Tree, considering that when the Pharmacist led them deep into the tomb, they likely did not see the outside scenery; otherwise, she couldn't be unaware.

"The youngster seems to know quite a bit."

Xu Fu shook his head and said, "The Candle Light Divine Tree was always under the Qilin Venerable's control, later usurped by both Candle Dragon and Vermilion Bird Supremes. Of course, this shouldn't worry you; relay this to your family elders. And as for Penglai Fairy Island, it doesn't hold any Mystery of Immortality, merely a deception."