The Journey of Feng Zun 2
Chapter 92

Feng Zun nodded, "It takes a lot of preparation required, before someone proves his Dao Path to become an Immortal God. If you try and think about it yourself, you will waste a lot of time and effort, will also risk getting lost and not preparing yourself properly, thus effectively trapping yourself in the Immortal Realm forever...

"This type of knowledge is not a high and deep legacy, but it can save you from some mistakes and prevent you from wandering aimlessly, in your quest to become an Immortal God."

Although Lin Yunlan was at the peak of the Immortal Realm, she was comparable to a medium stage Immortal Ascension. And that made him still have hope of breaking through to the Immortal God Realm.

Moreover, Feng Zun had examined the aura of Grand Dao Lin Yunlan. Although his uncle had not really gotten a chance to help him in any way, Feng Zun could not deny that Lin Yunlan had a very strong foundation in the Dao. He was not inferior to Yang Zhongwang of the Southern Sword Pavilion.

One more step, even he could compete with Yu Juan of the Purple Moon Fox Clan. And Yu Juan was one of the five strongest Immortal Ascension cultivators in the Star Sky Realm!

Moreover, in this life, Lin Yunlan was his uncle, and he was going back to the territory of the Lin Family, so Feng Zun naturally had to give him something.

Lin Yunlan's heart swelled, Feng Zun only looked to be in the Immortal Realm. How could he possibly have 'experiences related to proving one's Dao to become an Immortal God'?

But in the end, he refrained from asking.

In fact, right now, Lin Yunlan was already well aware that his nephew was simply not comparable to the so-called "unmatched genius".

He had too many secrets within him, even now he had issued an insight, which would help one to prove his Dao Path and become an Immortal God, that was… doesn't seem too strange.

"Thank you very much, Feng Zun, I really appreciate it." Lin Yunlan kept the jade slip.

Feng Zun smiled, "There is a Dao mark inside that jade slip, if I visit the Blue Lotus Realm, I will be able to find you soon."

Lin Yunlan's heart trembled, "You have killed Lin Xiong, going to the Blue Lotus Realm would be too dangerous for you."

The Blue Lotus Realm was the territory of the Lin Family of Xuanwu Mountain.

"The arrival of the mother in the Tian Clan Realm turned out to be the result of the Lin Clan's evil plan, in the end, I naturally still have to settle my mother's grudge" Feng Zun said calmly.

"As his son, of course I have to get justice for him. Killing Lin Xiong was just the beginning." 

Here, Feng Zun stopped and looked at Lin Yunlan, "You don't have to worry about this. Take care of yourself."

Lin Yunlan's expression turned erratic, but after a while, he rubbed his nose and said in a self-deprecating tone, "When receiving the news of your birth, even if it was only a few days, he said in a self-deprecating manner, I used to go to the Tian Clan Realm. When carrying you back then, I even considered myself as your parent, and treated you like a child, like a nephew who would need my protection. Now, I realize that in your eyes, I'm the one who needs protection…"

Even though he said that, he looked grateful.

The little baby was now an adult, he could already bear his own responsibility, and had the power to look down on the world with pride. 

His future must be bright!

As a family that loved Feng Zun, wasn't this what he wanted to see the most?

Feng Zun watched from the Falling Star Mountain as his uncle disappeared from sight. 

He thought to himself, I was lucky enough to have an uncle who cares deeply about my well-being.

Previously, inside the jade slip, Feng Zun had slipped a letter, explaining that his mother was still alive, and informing him that the current existence of the Tian Clan Realm was not as simple as it looked.

Feng Zun said that after avenging the Lin Clan, he would allow his uncle to meet his mother.

But for now, after finishing a few more affairs in the Luo Mainland, Feng Zun planned to go to the Netherworld World first, to take out some of his teacher's belongings.

......

The moon shone above, shining down on the rushing stream.

Shuoxue was still immersed in contemplation as she sat beside the clear river. The fog and moonlight intertwined, enveloping her beautiful figure and giving her a holy and refined air.

Feng Zun did not need to wait for long before Zu Qinghan, the Master of the Purple Cloud Pavilion, appeared on the Falling Star Mountain with a typical cloak of confucianism and a lotus crown. He looked tired after a long trip.

As soon as he arrived, Zu Qinghan's eyes shone with a strange light, and he asked, "This is the Lin Family headquarters of Xuanwu Mountain, but look what happened! If I'm not mistaken, that Lin Xiong character has already fallen under your sword. Am I right, Fellow Daoist?"

Feng Zun did not think this was strange at all.

As the historian of the Grand Dao, the Purple Cloud Pavilion had access to almost all of the information available under the sky of the Luo Mainland.

Moreover, all over the mountain, every petal of the flower had fallen, and traces of conflict were strewn beneath it. Whoever saw this must have thought something had happened.

But Feng Zun was still shocked because Zu Qinghan found out about the Lin Family of Xuanwu Mountain.

"Since you know about the Xuanwu Mountain Lin Family, I guess you know about the Eighth Star Destruction, or rather, the Blue Lotus Realm?" asked Feng Zun.

Zu Qinghan nodded. "I know a little."

"Then, do you know about the so-called ‘Star Ruins?’"

Zu Qinghan pondered his words, then said, "There is an ancient tome in the collection of the Purple Cloud Pavilion called 'Star Perfection.' It actually recorded a bit of information about the Nine Great Star Ruins, but only a few isolated details. If you want to find out, of course I'm not going to hide it from you."

Feng Zun could not help his curiosity.

This was the first time he had heard someone mention the name "Nine Great Star Ruins".

It seemed that the Purple Cloud Pavilion, this Dao Dust Of Wisdom practitioner, was not as simple as he had imagined!