However, the pure Origin Energy that Yun Xiangdong and his brother had channeled into Bai Chen's body over the past few days at the expense of their cultivation base had shown their effects.

Other than the Absolute Dust Sword Qi in his Dantian that could not be dispelled, his other injuries had all recovered.

It could be seen how much these two loved their eldest nephew.

It was said that Yun Xiangdong and his brother were only outer clan disciples in the past. It was all thanks to Yun Qingxiao's father's personal promotion and their hard work that they were able to attain their current status.

Ever since Yun Qingxiao's father went missing, the position of the leader of the Family Yun brothers had been replaced by others. However, the eldest brother that they respected the most was still Yun Qingxiao's father — Yun Qingxiao.

Since then, the Yun Xiangdong brothers had sworn an oath to protect Yun Qingxiao for the rest of his life!

Bai Chen's gaze flickered slightly.

This Family Yun was not all sinister and ruthless people. There were also extraordinary men like Yun Xiangdong who valued friendship and loyalty.

It seemed that he would have to take his time to plan his revenge …

Bai Chen suddenly stood up and stretched his body.

The most important thing now was to either dispel the three Absolute Dust Sword Qis or take them for his own use.

They would become a life-saving trump card.

"Mmm … Mmm …" Behind him, a trembling and fearful voice rang out. Bai Chen realized that Third Master Yun and Fourth Master Yun were nowhere to be seen. There was only a little servant boy who was trembling on the ground.

That voice was clearly terrified to the extreme. He could not help but make a sound, but he forcefully stopped himself.

Bai Chen scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Xuanyan, where did Third Uncle and Fourth Uncle go?" He looked around and realized that he was in the middle of a wasteland. There were only a few spots of green in front of him.

Yun Qingxiao's personal servant boy, Xuan Yan, was only eleven years old. He was only two years younger than Bai Chen.

Xuan Yan's thin and shriveled body trembled incessantly. He knelt on the ground with his head lowered.

"I don't know …"

Bai Chen frowned and said, "Get up and answer me!"

"Yes …" Xuan Yan finally stood up shakily, but he still didn't dare to look into Bai Chen's eyes.

"Replying to Third Young Master, Third Master and Fourth Master left as soon as they received the news. They also asked me to take good care of you and tell you to go see them after you've recovered." Xuan Yan replied.

Then, he took out a golden slip of paper from his sleeve. Fiery red runes were imprinted on it.

Thousand Transformations Talisman!

Bai Chen narrowed his eyes.

Once one's cultivation reached the ninth grade of God Master, one would welcome the Nine Gods Baptism that all cultivators dreamed of.

He was one step away from reaching the level of a Deity Emperor who could fill several seas with a single thought and kill hundreds of millions of people with a single wave of his hand.

The Divine Emperor Realm was divided into nine ranks. Every three ranks would grant a Divine Skill.

There was another path on the continent — the path of cultivation.

Medicine refinement, weapon refinement, and talisman refinement were the three main paths.

Medicine refinement and weapon refinement were the most popular. There were gains and losses. One had to give up the origin power that one had cultivated for many years and turn it into the flame of the origin to refine medicine and weapons.

One had to give up powerful martial arts in exchange for a lifetime of wealth.

However, Divine Talisman Masters were not like that.

For thousands of years, the highest achievement of a Divine Talisman Master was the Thousand Turns Talisman in his hand.

However, because the talisman was extremely complicated, the success rate was not high.

Unless, when a Deity Emperor advanced, a newborn baby could receive the Nine Gods Baptism together with the Deity Emperor before the Connate Qi dissipated. Only then could the baby become a natural Divine Talisman Master.

However, which Deity Emperor would be willing to share half of the baptism in exchange for a Divine Talisman Master who would be meaningless in the future?

Very few, very few indeed.

Those with low talent could make the Nine Turns Talisman and teleport ten miles. Those with medium talent could make the Hundred Turns Talisman and teleport a hundred miles. Those with high talent could make the Thousand Turns Talisman and teleport a thousand miles in a day.

Why was the talisman that could teleport ten miles called the Nine Turns Talisman and not the Ten Turns Talisman?

This was an unwritten rule in the Nine Gods Continent. Anything that was related to ten was called nine. No one knew why.

The biggest drawback of this talisman was that it took a long time to prepare and was slow.

The higher the level of the talisman, the longer the preparation time. Therefore, Divine Talisman Masters in the family were often sold with a piece of gold.

Bai Chen held the golden talisman and sat on a big stone drowsily. Xuan Yan, who was standing behind him, was also a little listless.

After four hours and a half, all the talisman characters on the talisman finally lit up. The talisman paper turned into ashes and the talisman characters condensed into a golden light gate.

Bai Chen stood up and stretched lazily. He muttered, "It's finally done!" Then he stepped out and disappeared in the light gate.

Xuan Yan followed closely, but he was very surprised. He had been with the Third Young Master for so long, but he had never seen the Third Young Master so easy-going. It was really strange …

Alas, it's better not to be nosy, or else … Xuan Yan shivered as if he had remembered something terrible.

Bai Chen lowered his eyes and endured the dizziness and discomfort caused by the teleportation.

With a flash of golden light, Bai Chen's figure appeared in front of the Family Yun's Mansion.

Although the Family Yun's Mansion was called a mansion, its scale had reached the level of a palace.

The gate was made of dark iron. After being baptized by the power of hundreds of experts, it was indestructible.

The dark green walls were engraved with exquisite floating cloud patterns. Under the sunlight, they shone brightly and looked extremely mystical.

Those who really paid attention would find that these tiny and dense cloud patterns contained extremely terrifying explosive power. Even Divine Emperors did not dare to touch them easily.

Bai Chen's mood was complicated at this time. He stared blankly at the huge and quaint plaque, feeling lost in his heart.

Since when had his Moon Hall been so prosperous and flourishing? It was even more prosperous than before. But now …

Humph!

What's the use of wallowing in self-pity?

I, Bai Chen, will take back the blood debt that your Yun Divine Clan owes me, one by one, and double!

Bai Chen snorted and led Xuan Yan through the gate. Following the direction in his memory, they walked straight to the main hall.

The magnificent hall was solemn. When Bai Chen stepped into the hall, dozens of majestic and sharp Divine Senses swept over instantly, containing powerful pressure.

Even if it was just a glance, Bai Chen could feel that these Divine Senses had probed him no less than a hundred times.

Bai Chen's handsome young face was still cold and indifferent, which was exclusive to Yun Qingxiao. His body was straight and his face was calm.

All the Elders present, including the five Family Yun brothers, nodded in satisfaction.

This kid had gone out to train for a few months and had become even more unfathomable. Even they could not detect his cultivation, and he could even withstand their pressure so calmly.

In fact, Bai Chen was already complaining in his heart. He had used all his Source Strength to seal the Sword Qi. Just now, he was relying on the little bit of Divine Sense power left to maintain it.

The pressure that surged like a tide finally dissipated. Bai Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. He supported his body, which was almost limp on the ground, and took a small step forward. He secretly used his Divine Sense to evaporate the tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

He bowed and said, "Yun Qingxiao greets the five Uncles and the Elders." His words were emotionless, as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice.

What a joke. All the people present were the top forces of the Family Yun. They could not afford to make any mistakes. If there was even the slightest mistake, these old foxes who had been immersed in the schemes of Jianghu for many years would become suspicious.

Not everyone was as stupid as Yun Xiangdong and Yun Yueyang.