Chapter 8: The Primordial Saint Body and the Myriad Wood Saint Body

“Enough. Let us not dwell on that any longer.”

“Holy Lord Ye, I have already made my purpose clear.”

“Let my son and daughter try the Heavenly Emperor Scripture. If they are suited to cultivate it, then I will owe your Primordial Sacred Land a favor.”

“In the future, your Primordial Sacred Land may ask me to act once on your behalf, or put forward one request that I find acceptable.”

Without saying anything further about the formation, Lu Xunxian returned to the main matter.

What Lu Xunxian had not expected, however, was for Ye Wushuang to reveal a troubled expression. After a long while, he let out a sigh and said, “Fellow Daoist, it is not that I am unwilling to pass the Heavenly Emperor Scripture on to your son and daughter.”

“It is just that the Heavenly Emperor Scripture of my Primordial Sacred Land has requirements. Only those with the Primordial Saint Body can cultivate it.”

“Otherwise, everyone in my Primordial Sacred Land would already be cultivating the Heavenly Emperor Scripture.”

The reason the Heavenly Emperor Scripture was so powerful was because of the Primordial Saint Body.

Without the Primordial Saint Body, the Heavenly Emperor Scripture was merely on par with an ordinary Immortal-grade cultivation art.

And within the Primordial Sacred Land, Immortal-grade cultivation arts were everywhere.

There was simply no need to cultivate the Heavenly Emperor Scripture in particular.

“Is that so? It seems they have never been tested for any special constitutions.”

Only then did Lu Xunxian remember that matter.

Back then, after his wife entered the tutelage of an elder from the Qingfeng Sacred Land, she had returned home and tested Lu Xiaoyao and Lu Qingyun.

Once she learned that they had no Spiritual Roots, she had left immediately.

And after Lu Xunxian obtained the method to complete Spiritual Roots, he had only helped them complete their Spiritual Roots. He had never checked whether they possessed any special constitutions.

Now that Ye Wushuang mentioned it, Lu Xunxian finally recalled it.

Hearing that, Ye Wushuang took out a fist-sized green crystal from his Storage Ring.

“Children, place your hands on the Detection Stone. If you possess a special constitution, the stone will react.”

At his side, Lu Xiaoyao and Lu Qingyun looked at Lu Xunxian somewhat timidly.

“Go on. Your father is here.”

Lu Xunxian encouraged them, and only then did Lu Xiaoyao and Lu Qingyun walk over to stand before Ye Wushuang.

With absolute strength to rely on, Lu Xunxian was certain that even standing right in front of him, Ye Wushuang would be unable to harm his son and daughter.

“Little ones, which of you will go first?”

Ye Wushuang looked at the two children, doing his best to put on a gentle smile.

“Brother first.”

Lu Qingyun said softly.

Lu Xiaoyao, meanwhile, strode forward and placed his hand on the Detection Stone.

Everyone watched in anticipation, curious to see what kind of special constitution the child of a mighty figure like Lu Xunxian would possess.

In the next instant, the Detection Stone trembled, and a ray of golden light shot into the heavens.

“A Saint Body!”

The moment he saw that scene, Ye Wushuang’s eyes widened in shock.

Even Lu Xunxian was slightly startled. Clearly, he had not expected that his son, who had once lacked a Spiritual Root, would actually possess a Saint Body.

In the cultivation world, special constitutions were divided into four grades: the Spirit Body, the Immortal Body, the Saint Body, and the most terrifying of them all, the Divine Body.

Yet for ordinary cultivators, even the lowest-ranked Spirit Body was something that could only be encountered by chance, never sought.

Once a person with a Saint Body stepped onto the path of cultivation, then unless they met someone with a Saint Body of the same level, or a Divine Body that surpassed it, they would be invincible among those of the same realm.

And the reaction of the Detection Stone had not yet ended.

Several phantom figures of mighty experts appeared within the stone’s projection. Every one of them carried an overwhelmingly terrifying aura, like war gods in the heavens.

Once those war gods were projected, they all bowed respectfully toward Lu Xiaoyao.

“It is actually the Primordial Saint Body!”

Ye Wushuang was even more shocked.

Although the Primordial Saint Body was still only a Saint Body, once it was cultivated to great completion, it was said to possess a terrifying might comparable to a Divine Body.

“Ahem. Senior, may I ask whether your son would be willing to join my Primordial Sacred Land? I can name him the Holy Son of the Primordial Sacred Land!”

Before Lu Xunxian could say anything, Ye Wushuang hurriedly spoke first.

He was farsighted enough to see it clearly. A Primordial Saint Body, together with a father who had descended from the Immortal Realm to gain experience, was more than worthy of being won over with the position of Holy Son.

Moreover, that was the Primordial Saint Body. Even across a million years, one might not see a single one.

The last Primordial Saint Body to appear in the Primordial Sacred Land had already undergone Ascension to the Immortal Realm three hundred thousand years ago.

Since then, the Primordial Sacred Land had never produced another Primordial Saint Body.

The expressions of the surrounding patriarchs changed at once when they heard this, but only for a moment. None of them spoke up to object.

What the Holy Lord could think of, old monsters like them could naturally think of as well.

Lu Xunxian, however, did not agree immediately. Instead, he looked at Lu Xiaoyao and asked softly, “Xiaoyao, I want to hear what you think.”

Lu Xiaoyao raised his head and asked seriously, “Father, if I become the Holy Son of the Primordial Sacred Land, will I have to be separated from you?”

“If I have to be apart from Father, then I would rather not have the position of Holy Son at all.”

“Young nephew, that is not necessary. Even if you become the Holy Son of our Primordial Sacred Land, you may still remain by Senior’s side.”

Ye Wushuang hurriedly interrupted.

He merely wanted to use the position of Holy Son to deepen the connection between this Senior and their Primordial Sacred Land.

“Exactly. As long as you do not wish it, no one can take you away from your father’s side.”

Lu Xunxian spoke with an overbearing certainty.

“Alright, then I want to become the Holy Son of the Primordial Sacred Land.”

Only after hearing that much did Lu Xiaoyao finally agree.

At that moment, everyone could not help turning to look at Lu Qingyun.

They were obviously curious what kind of constitution Lu Qingyun would possess.

Her elder twin brother had tested as having the Primordial Saint Body, so surely his younger twin sister would not be far inferior.

“Go on.”

Under everyone’s gaze, Lu Qingyun placed her hand on the Detection Stone.

And in the very next instant, another beam of golden light shot into the heavens from within the stone.

Everyone was shocked once again when they saw that scene, though because they had already expected something of the sort, they accepted it much more quickly this time.

“Another Saint Body.”

Ye Wushuang stared in a daze.

Then, in the next second, the Detection Stone projected a forest of lush, towering trees.

Every single tree was wrapped in an extremely ancient aura, as though it had lived for untold ages.

“The Myriad Wood Saint Body!”

With his broad knowledge, Ye Wushuang recognized it at a glance. This was precisely the legendary Myriad Wood Saint Body.

Legend had it that the Myriad Wood Saint Body was descended from the bloodline of a branch broken off from the Chaos Tree in ancient times, one that later cultivated all the way to become an Immortal Emperor.

Anyone who possessed the Myriad Wood Saint Body, once it was cultivated to great completion, could recover from any injury in an instant so long as they were not killed outright.

“Senior, my Primordial Sacred Land does not have any cultivation art suited to the Myriad Wood Saint Body.”

“If Senior wishes, I can have the Holy Lord of the Ancient Wood Sacred Land send over the Myriad Wood Scripture.”

The Primordial Sacred Land and the Ancient Wood Sacred Land were on good terms, and the two Sacred Lands were not far from each other.

If Ye Wushuang gave the word, the Holy Lord of Ancient Wood would likely arrive before long.

“In that case, I will trouble you with it.”

For Lu Xunxian, being able to obtain a suitable cultivation art for his daughter so quickly was naturally the best possible outcome.