Wen Xinyun wept bitterly.
She had always believed that her parents were both dead, leaving her with a tragic past. But moments ago, she heard from Wen Yang that her mother might still be alive.
Her heart ached.
She longed to know her mother's whereabouts, to hear any news about her.
But the price of that knowledge was accepting Wen Yang's demand—returning to the Wen Family's Mystic Realm and sacrificing all her cultivation at the Ninth Forbidden Peak, just like the previous generations of those with Heterochromatic Eyes, to help break the realm's seal.
Wen Xinyun hated the Wen Family. How could she possibly agree?
Yet, if she refused, what would happen to her mother?
Upon learning about her mother's suffering, Wen Xinyun felt an unbearable pain in her heart.
Now she was torn between choices, not knowing what to do.
When she saw Lin Jiufeng, her eyes welled up with tears, and without hesitation, she threw herself into his embrace, sobbing uncontrollably.
Lin Jiufeng and Bai Fox remained silent, allowing her to release her pent-up emotions.
While Wen Xinyun cried her heart out, Bai Yunfei, Old Goat, Zhou Tianzi, and Yue Dashan all arrived.
None of them spoke.
They simply waited for Wen Xinyun to finish venting her emotions.
By the time she cried herself to exhaustion, she lifted her head from Lin Jiufeng's chest, only to see her master, her martial uncles, and her junior brothers watching her.
Her face flushed instantly.
She quickly stepped back, covering her reddened eyes and cheeks with her hands.
"Senior Brother, what did Wen Xinyun and Wen Yang talk about?" Bai Yunfei asked with concern.
Lin Jiufeng slowly recounted their conversation.
The others frowned as they listened.
The hot-tempered Yue Dashan clenched his fists in rage.
"That Wen Family is shameless! They're threatening Senior Sister! If she doesn't sacrifice her cultivation, they won't reveal her mother's whereabouts! Utterly despicable!"
Zhou Tianzi's expression darkened.
"Senior Uncle, let's capture Wen Yang and interrogate him! I refuse to believe he won't talk!"
Bai Yunfei shook his head.
"Although the Wen Family's Tenth Forbidden cultivators are trapped in their Mystic Realm, they still have many Ninth Forbidden experts. Five thousand years of accumulation is not something to underestimate. Wen Yang is emboldened by that."
Old Goat nodded in agreement.
"These hidden families always have their trump cards. They might possess terrifying means we don't know about. We must not act recklessly."
Wen Xinyun wiped away her tears, looking at Lin Jiufeng with pleading eyes.
"Senior Uncle, what should I do?"
Everyone turned to Lin Jiufeng, placing their full trust in him.
To them, no matter how big the problem was, as long as Lin Jiufeng was there, it would not be an issue.
This trust had been built over time, little by little.
Lin Jiufeng smiled gently at Wen Xinyun.
"With me here, there's nothing to fear."
Wen Xinyun's heart settled, and she nodded firmly.
After a moment of thought, Lin Jiufeng turned to Bai Yunfei.
"Tomorrow, invite Wen Yang to the Scripture Pavilion for tea. Tell him I'd like to have a conversation."
Bai Yunfei was surprised.
"Senior Brother, are you planning to negotiate with Wen Yang?"
Lin Jiufeng nodded.
"No matter what, let's talk first. Who knows? We might come to an agreement."
Bai Yunfei nodded.
"I'll inform him immediately."
"For now, let Wen Xinyun stay here and rest. Don't worry about anything else until after my conversation with Wen Yang tomorrow."
Lin Jiufeng made the decision.
No one objected. They all left one by one, leaving only Wen Xinyun behind.
"Rest now. You've been through too much today. Don't overthink. With me here, I will find a way to resolve this."
Lin Jiufeng gently ruffled Wen Xinyun's hair.
"Mm! I trust you, Senior Uncle."
Wen Xinyun felt at ease and went to rest.
Inside the tea chamber, only Lin Jiufeng and Bai Fox remained.
"How many methods for breaking into the Tenth Forbidden Realm are recorded in your ancestral memories?" Lin Jiufeng asked.
Bai Fox suddenly stood up, eyes wide with shock.
"You're preparing to break into the Tenth Forbidden Realm?"
Lin Jiufeng nodded.
"I want to give it a try. Otherwise, I won't have enough confidence against the Wen Family."
"But their Tenth Forbidden experts can't leave the Mystic Realm, right?" Bai Fox asked.
"What if they find a way out?"
"Besides, the Wen Family isn't the only hidden power. There are others as well. Now that I've reached the late stage of the Ninth Forbidden Realm, it's time to prepare for the next step."
Lin Jiufeng's tone was calm but firm.
Bai Fox agreed.
"That's true. You should be prepared. My ancestral memories contain hundreds of methods for breaking into the Tenth Forbidden Realm. I'll share them with you now."
Lin Jiufeng nodded, picked up Bai Fox, and sat cross-legged on the tea mat.
Closing his eyes, he merged his spiritual consciousness with hers.
A flood of ancient methods for stepping into the Tenth Forbidden Realm surged into Lin Jiufeng's mind.
Each method was carefully curated by Bai Fox's ancestors, and Lin Jiufeng studied them intently, feeling enlightened.
"So this is the way to break through the Tenth Forbidden Realm… how simple."
For the first time, he realized that the path was clearer than he had imagined.
The Ninth Forbidden Realm was about comprehending the Grand Dao.
The Tenth Forbidden Realm focused on the soul, requiring the cultivator to carve a divine world within their sea of consciousness.
The Tenth Forbidden Realm was known as the Stairway to Divinity.
It was a step toward deification.
This stage demanded deep insights into one's past cultivation path.
For Lin Jiufeng, this wasn't a problem. He had always walked steadily, leaving no gaps in his foundation.
Now that he had the method, he only needed to accumulate enough power before breaking through.
Just as Lin Jiufeng immersed himself in comprehending these techniques, a line of text suddenly appeared before him:
[You have studied the breakthrough methods, activating your unparalleled enlightenment. You have comprehended the Gate of Myriad Laws.]
Lin Jiufeng was taken aback.
The Gate of Myriad Laws?
What was that?
He immediately examined it.
Within his sea of consciousness, an immense surge of energy condensed into an ancient gateway—pure white yet exuding an aura of antiquity.
Lin Jiufeng quickly investigated its nature.
The Gate of Myriad Laws!
As the name suggested, this gate could absorb all techniques, merge them, and unleash an overwhelming attack capable of suppressing everything.
It was a fusion of a technique and a divine artifact.
The more cultivation methods Lin Jiufeng mastered, the stronger the Gate of Myriad Laws would become.
"Excellent. This will serve as one of my trump cards, giving me an edge in my breakthrough to the Tenth Forbidden Realm."
Lin Jiufeng was very pleased.
He refined the Gate of Myriad Laws, integrating it into his being and anchoring it within his sea of consciousness.
Boom!
The moment the Gate of Myriad Laws stabilized in his sea of consciousness, a terrifying surge of energy enveloped his body, propelling his very life essence to a higher level.
The Grand Dao resonated, like drifting clouds and falling rain, nourishing every cell within him, initiating his transformation.
His cultivation surged toward the peak of the Ninth Forbidden Realm.
The Gate of Myriad Laws greedily absorbed every technique Lin Jiufeng had ever learned, engraving them as radiant stars upon its surface.
By the time the energy infusion ended, Lin Jiufeng opened his eyes, feeling the immense power coursing through him.
He had reached the peak of the Ninth Forbidden Realm.
Satisfied, he ruffled Bai Fox's fur and grinned.
"You truly are my greatest helper in cultivation. Without you, who knows how long it would've taken to reach this stage?"
Bai Fox squinted contentedly, chuckling.
"As long as I can help, I'm happy."