“ wǒ xiǎng ， wǔ lǎo huì hěn yǒu kě néng shì chōng zhe zhè xiē shī gǔ lái de 。” sī mǎ cháng kōng chén shēng dào 。
“我想，五老会很有可能是冲着这些尸骨来的。”司马长空沉声道。
"I think the Five Elders' Association is likely after these bones," Master Changlang Shangkong said in a solemn tone.
“ shī gǔ ？ tā men yào zhè xiē shī gǔ gàn shén me ？” méi xiǎng dào rì cháng suǒ jū zhù de wàn xiān dǎo xià ， jìng rán hái kě néng mái cáng zhe zhòng duō shàng gǔ xiū shì de shī hái ， lǐ fán xīn zhōng yǒu xiē zhèn dòng 。 tóng shí ， miàn duì sī mǎ cháng kōng de huí dá ， yòu yǒu xiē bù jiě 。
“尸骨？他们要这些尸骨干什么？”没想到日常所居住的万仙岛下，竟然还可能埋藏着众多上古修士的尸骸，李凡心中有些震动。同时，面对司马长空的回答，又有些不解。
"Bones? What do they want with those bones?" Li Fan was somewhat shaken. He had never expected that under his residence, the Ten Thousand Immortals Island could be hiding so many ancient cultivators’ remains. At the same time, he couldn't understand Master Changlang Shangkong's answer.
“ zhè jiù bú shì wǒ suǒ néng zhī xiǎo de le ， shuō bù dìng wǔ lǎo huì néng shǐ sǐ rén fù shēng ne ？ ruò shì nà xiē zuì chū de chuán fǎ zhě men xǐng lái ， kàn jiàn rú jīn wàn xiān méng de qíng xíng ， pà bú shì yào zhí jiē chōng jìn wàn xiān méng zǒng bù ， gēn tā men bù sǐ bù xiū ba 。” sī mǎ cháng kōng lěng xiào yī shēng 。
“这就不是我所能知晓的了，说不定五老会能使死人复生呢？若是那些最初的传法者们醒来，看见如今万仙盟的情形，怕不是要直接冲进万仙盟总部，跟他们不死不休吧。”司马长空冷笑一声。
"This is beyond my knowledge. Perhaps the Five Elders' Association can bring the dead back to life? If those original transmitters of teachings were to awaken and see the current state of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, they might directly storm into the alliance headquarters and fight to the death," Master Changlang Shangkong sneered.
“ hē hē ， dào yǒu shèn yán 。” lǐ fán méi yǒu jiē huà ， ér shì chà kāi le huà tí 。
“呵呵，道友慎言。”李凡没有接话，而是岔开了话题。
"Haha, friend, be cautious with your words." Li Fan didn't respond but changed the topic instead.
“ cóng yún shān hǎi biàn 、 zuì chū de chuán fǎ zhě 、 wàn xiān dǎo de yóu lái ……”
“丛云山海变、最初的传法者、万仙岛的由来……”
"The transformation of Cunyun Sea, the original transmitters of teachings, the origin of Ten Thousand Immortals Island..."
“ zhè xiē wú yī bú shì yǐn mì zhì jí zhī shì ， yǐ wǒ duì dāng jīn xiū shì de liǎo jiě ， kǒng pà nà xiē huà shén xiān jūn ， yě wèi bì néng xiàng dào yǒu zhè bān ， duì zhǒng zhǒng yǐn mì rú shǔ jiā zhēn 。”
“这些无一不是隐秘至极之事，以我对当今修士的了解，恐怕那些化神仙君，也未必能像道友这般，对种种隐秘如数家珍。”
"All these are matters of utmost secrecy. Based on my understanding of current cultivators, even those Golden Core Emperors might not know as much about these secrets as you do."
“ dào yǒu jiū jìng shì hé lái lì ？” lǐ fán bù miǎn yǒu xiē hào qí de wèn dào 。
“道友究竟是何来历？”李凡不免有些好奇的问道。
"Who exactly is Master?" Li Fan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
“ wǒ néng yǒu shén me lái lì ， bù guò shì zài xún cháng bù guò de xiū shì yī míng bà le 。” sī mǎ cháng kōng bù yǐ wéi rán dào 。
“我能有什么来历，不过是再寻常不过的修士一名罢了。”司马长空不以为然道。
"What could be my origin? I'm just an ordinary cultivator," Master Changlang Shangkong said with a dismissive tone.
jiàn lǐ fán mǎn liǎn bù xìn ， sī mǎ cháng kōng ào rán dào ：“ hǎo jiào dào yǒu zhī dào ， zhè shì jiān shì ， zhǐ yào fā shēng ， bì liú xià hén jì 。”
见李凡满脸不信，司马长空傲然道：“好叫道友知道，这世间事，只要发生，必留下痕迹。”
Seeing Li Fan's disbelief, Master Changlang Shangkong proudly said, "Let me tell you, in this world, as long as something happens, it leaves traces."
“ bù dài biǎo mǒ chú xiū shì men de jì yì ， jiù néng chè dǐ yǎn mái lì shǐ de zhēn xiàng 。”
“不代表抹除修士们的记忆，就能彻底掩埋历史的真相。”
"It doesn't mean that erasing the memories of cultivators can completely bury historical truths."
sī mǎ cháng kōng huò rán qǐ shēn ：“ shì wú bù kě duì rén yán 。 bù mán dào yǒu ， wǒ sī mǎ cháng kōng ， nǎi shì yī míng shǐ guān ！”
司马长空豁然起身：“事无不可对人言。不瞒道友，我司马长空，乃是一名史官！”
Master Changlang Shangkong stood up abruptly. "There is no secret that cannot be told to others. I won’t hide from you, Li Fan. I am a historian named Master Changlang!"
shuō bà ， tā quán shēn de qì xuè sì hū dōu jù liè yùn zhuàn qǐ lái 。
说罢，他全身的气血似乎都剧烈运转起来。
After speaking, his entire body seemed to surge with intense energy.
xiū xíng zào huà hōng lú gōng ， duì qì xuè zhī lì wú bǐ shú xī de lǐ fán ， jīng yà de fā xiàn ， zhè sī mǎ cháng kōng tǐ nèi de qì xuè zhī lì bān zá wú bǐ 。
修行造化烘炉功，对气血之力无比熟悉的李凡，惊讶的发现，这司马长空体内的气血之力班杂无比。
Li Fan, who was familiar with the cultivation art of Bloodline History, was surprised to find that the blood force within Master Changlang Shangkong's body was incredibly mixed. Some were extremely vigorous, like newborn infants, while others were quite ancient, as if they had existed for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
yǒu de shí fēn wàng shèng ， shì gāng gāng dàn shēng bù jiǔ de yīng ér 。
有的十分旺盛，似刚刚诞生不久的婴儿。
The blood force gushed out from Master Changlang Shangkong’s body and formed a magnificent red river above his head.
dàn yǒu de què xiāng dāng gǔ lǎo ， fǎng fú yǐ jīng cún zài le chéng qiān 、 shàng wàn nián yì bān 。
但有的却相当古老，仿佛已经存在了成千、上万年一般。
Li Fan carefully observed each drop of the crimson blood. In every drop, there were countless images and sounds flickering.
qì xuè zhī lì zì sī mǎ cháng kōng tǐ nèi pēn bó ér chū ， zài tā de tóu dǐng xíng chéng le yī tiáo zhuàng guān de xuè sè cháng hé 。
气血之力自司马长空体内喷薄而出，在他的头顶形成了一条壮观的血色长河。
The older the recorded time, the higher up it was.
lǐ fán zǐ xì wàng qù ， měi yī hóng sè xuè dī zhōng ， dōu yǒu wú shù huà miàn 、 shēng yīn shǎn shuò 。
李凡仔细望去，每一红色血滴中，都有无数画面、声音闪烁。
The red river was vast and grand, recording so much information that even with Li Fan's current spiritual soul strength, he felt dizzy after observing for a moment.
yuè wǎng shàng ， jì lù huà miàn de shí jiān yě jiù yuè fā gǔ lǎo 。
越往上，记录画面的时间也就越发古老。
He retracted his gaze in awe. Master Changlang Shangkong noticed Li Fan’s reaction and slowly withdrew the external phenomenon.
xuè sè cháng hé zhuàng guān hào hàn ， jì lù de xìn xī zhī duō ， nǎ pà yǐ lǐ fán rú jīn de shén hún qiáng dù ， zài guān chá le piàn kè hòu ， dōu yǒu diǎn tóu yūn mù xuàn 。
血色长河壮观浩瀚，记录的信息之多，哪怕以李凡如今的神魂强度，在观察了片刻后，都有点头晕目眩。
"This is the Bloodline History Book, which our Changlang family has been compiling through generations," he said.
bù jīn xīn xià hài rán ， shōu qǐ zhí shì de mù guāng 。
不禁心下骇然，收起直视的目光。
"Since our ancestor, Master司马Pai created this Bloodline History technique, our Changlang family has taken it upon ourselves to meticulously record the history of the Xuanhuang Realm."
sī mǎ cháng kōng jiàn lǐ fán biǎo xiàn ， zhè cái huǎn huǎn shōu qǐ tǐ wài yì xiàng 。
司马长空见李凡表现，这才缓缓收起体外异像。
"Even if we die, we will not regret it. We have passed on to the 56th generation."
tā huǎn huǎn shuō dào ：“ cǐ nǎi 【 xuè mài shǐ shū 】， nǎi shì wǒ sī mǎ yī zú ， shì shì dài dài xiū xíng 、 biān zuǎn ér chéng 。”
他缓缓说道：“此乃【血脉史书】，乃是我司马一族，世世代代修行、编纂而成。”
"56 generations?" Li Fan was slightly stunned and about to ask more when Master Changlang Shangkong nodded.
“ zì cóng xiān zǔ sī mǎ péi chuàng xià zhè mén 【 xuè shǐ 】 gōng fǎ yǐ lái ， wǒ men sī mǎ jiā jiù yǐ xiáng jìn jì zǎi xuán huáng jiè zhī lì shǐ wèi jǐ rèn 。”
“自从先祖司马裴创下这门【血史】功法以来，我们司马家就以详尽记载玄黄界之历史为己任。”
"Yes, although practicing Bloodline History compresses our lifespan to that of ordinary people, our Changlang family has never retreated," he said.
“ nǎ pà shēn sǐ ， yì shì bù huǐ ， zhì jīn chuán yǒu wǔ shí liù dài yǐ 。”
“哪怕身死，亦是不悔，至今传有五十六代矣。”
"What is there to fear from death? As long as we have descendants in the world, the Bloodline History Book will automatically seek a suitable successor to awaken and continue its historical mission."
“ wǔ shí liù dài ？” lǐ fán wēi wēi yī lèng ， zhèng yù xún wèn 。
“五十六代？”李凡微微一愣，正欲询问。
Master Changlang Shangkong spoke with righteous conviction. Li Fan was moved by his words.
què tīng sī mǎ cháng kōng diǎn tóu dào ：“ bù cuò ， suī rán xiū xíng 【 xuè shǐ 】， zì shēn shòu mìng huì bèi yā suō zhì hé fán rén wú yì ， bù guò wǒ men sī mǎ yī zú ， cóng wèi yǒu guò tuì suō 。”
却听司马长空点头道：“不错，虽然修行【血史】，自身寿命会被压缩至和凡人无异，不过我们司马一族，从未有过退缩。”
Li Fan had always admired historians. When he was still the Grand Master of Great Xuan and could do as he pleased, all the officials and ministers in court were bowing before him, fearing to utter a single word against him.
“ sǐ yǒu hé jù ？ zhǐ yào wǒ men sī mǎ jiā shàng yǒu hòu yì zài shì ，【 xuè mài shǐ shū 】 jiù huì zì dòng xún zhǎo hé shì jì chéng de sù zhǔ jué xǐng ， zài xù pǔ shǐ wěi yè 。”
“死有何惧？只要我们司马家尚有后裔在世，【血脉史书】就会自动寻找合适继承的宿主觉醒，再续谱史伟业。”
Only the historians of Great Xuan dared not fear his butcher's knife. Even if they were threatened with their entire family’s lives, these people still truthfully recorded Li Fan’s destruction of the palace and oppression of the empress dowager in history books.
sī mǎ cháng kōng yī liǎn zhèng qì dào 。
司马长空一脸正气道。
After killing some people and finding that later generations continued to do so, he just let it be.
lǐ fán tīng wén ， bù jīn sù rán qǐ jìng 。
李凡听闻，不禁肃然起敬。
He never expected there to be historians in the Xuanhuang Realm as well. With a mix of respect and intrigue, Li Fan realized how important this cultivator was.
duì yú shǐ guān ， lǐ fán dà dǐ shì pèi fú de 。
对于史官，李凡大抵是佩服的。
The many historical records of the Xuanhuang Realm were hidden behind a veil of mystery. Even some had been intentionally concealed. Trying to find out what happened in history just by reading ancient texts was like a fool’s errand.
zài tā hái shì dà xuán tài shī 、 wéi suǒ yù wéi de shí hòu ， mǎn cháo wén wǔ wú bù pú fú zài tā de yín wēi zhī xià ， bù gǎn yǒu yī jù fǎn duì zhī yán 。
在他还是大玄太师、为所欲为的时候，满朝文武无不匍匐在他的淫威之下，不敢有一句反对之言。
With Master Changlang Shangkong, a living historian, present, things were different.
wéi yǒu dà xuán de shǐ guān ， bù jù tā de tú dāo 。
唯有大玄的史官，不惧他的屠刀。
Li Fan deeply understood the importance of this cultivator and started chatting with him again. Master Changlang Shangkong, who had a straightforward personality, spoke freely as they got to know each other better.
jiù suàn yǐ tā men quán zú xìng mìng wèi yāo xié ， zhè xiē rén yě dōu yào zài shǐ shū shàng rú shí jì zǎi lǐ fán huò luàn gōng tíng 、 qī yā tài hòu zhī shì 。
就算以他们全族性命为要挟，这些人也都要在史书上如实记载李凡祸乱宫廷、欺压太后之事。
Li Fan learned that while the Changlang family could use their Bloodline History Book to record history through their bloodline,
dāng lǐ fán shā le yī xiē rén ， fā xiàn hòu lái zhě yī rán rú cǐ zhī hòu ， yě jiù tīng zhī rèn zhī le 。
当李凡杀了一些人，发现后来者依然如此之后，也就听之任之了。
the Xuanhuang Realm was vast. It was impossible for one person to know everything about it.
méi xiǎng dào ， zài xuán huáng jiè ， jìng rán yě hái yǒu shǐ guān de cún zài 。
没想到，在玄黄界，竟然也还有史官的存在。
Thus, the Changlang family also mastered the technique of splitting blood to create avatars, allowing them to travel and record history more comprehensively.
xīn cún jìng yì de tóng shí ， lǐ fán yě xīn zhōng wēi dòng 。
心存敬意的同时，李凡也心中微动。
This was why the Changlang family’s lifespans were generally shorter. The Bloodline River recorded countless pieces of information from the Xuanhuang Realm's past.
xuán huáng jiè de zhū duō lì shǐ ， dōu yǐn cáng zài mí wù zhī zhōng 。
玄黄界的诸多历史，都隐藏在迷雾之中。
To prevent any accidental loss that could erase decades of work,
shèn zhì yǒu xiē bèi rén gù yì yǐn qù 。 xiǎng yào guāng píng chá yuè diǎn jí ， xiǎng yào nòng qīng chǔ lì shǐ shàng fā shēng le shén me ， jiǎn zhí jiù shì chī rén shuō mèng 。
甚至有些被人故意隐去。想要光凭查阅典籍，想要弄清楚历史上发生了什么，简直就是痴人说梦。
the ancestors of the Changlang family created the technique "One is All." As long as there was a single descendant with their bloodline, the Bloodline History Book would never disappear.
ér yǒu le sī mǎ cháng kōng zhè wèi huó de lì shǐ shū cún zài ， kě jiù dà bù xiāng tóng le 。
而有了司马长空这位活的历史书存在，可就大不相同了。
Li Fan asked about the definition of "Changlang family bloodline."
lǐ fán shēn kè yì shí dào le yǎn qián zhè wèi xiū shì de zhòng yào xìng ， gēn tā zài dù zhǔ dòng xián liáo qǐ lái 。
李凡深刻意识到了眼前这位修士的重要性，跟他再度主动闲聊起来。
Master Changlang Shangkong revealed an amused smile. Even if one's ancestor had only a thin connection to the Changlang family, they could still bring back the Bloodline History Book. Over thousands of years, the Changlang family’s ordinary descendants were scattered throughout the Xuanhuang Realm.
ér sī mǎ cháng kōng de xìng zi yě pǒ wèi gěng zhí ， hé lǐ fán jiàn jiàn shú xī zhī hòu ， yě shì zhī wú bù yán 。
而司马长空的性子也颇为耿直，和李凡渐渐熟悉之后，也是知无不言。
In short, as long as all the people in the Xuanhuang Realm weren’t completely wiped out, the Bloodline History Book couldn't be eliminated.
lǐ fán yě màn màn zhī xiǎo le ， suī rán sī mǎ yī zú néng kào xuè mài shǐ shū jì zǎi lì shǐ 。
李凡也慢慢知晓了，虽然司马一族能靠血脉史书记载历史。
"The Changlang family truly is extraordinary! Excellent skills and techniques!" Li Fan praised him.
dàn xuán huáng jiè guǎng kuò wú bǐ 。 shì jiān shì ， dàn píng yī rén ， rú hé yòu néng jǐn zhī ？
但玄黄界广阔无比。世间事，但凭一人，如何又能尽知？
Li Fan asked Master Changlang Shangkong for a communication spirit talisman, carefully storing it in his storage ring.
yú shì sī mǎ yī zú hái zhǎng wò le 【 fēn xuè huà shēn 】 de shén tōng ， néng gòu fēn lí yī bù fèn xuè yè ， zhì zuò fēn shēn 。
于是司马一族还掌握了【分血化身】的神通，能够分离一部分血液，制作分身。
"Master Changlang, we must keep in touch," he said warmly as they chatted for a long time before reluctantly parting ways.
zhū duō fēn shēn ， biàn yóu gè dì ， fāng cái néng jǐn kě néng xiáng jìn 、 zhēn shí de jì lù lì shǐ 。
诸多分身，遍游各地，方才能尽可能详尽、真实的记录历史。
When the avatar returned to the old site of Ten Thousand Immortals Island, the main body in Shi Lin State found that the communication spirit talisman was constantly flashing. Li Fan felt somewhat puzzled because normally, such a talisman would only be used by cultivators within the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance for internal communications.
zhèng shì yīn wèi rú cǐ ， sī mǎ jiā de shòu mìng cái pǔ biàn dōu bú huì hěn zhǎng 。
正是因为如此，司马家的寿命才普遍都不会很长。
Now that the Five Elders' Association had taken over Ten Thousand Immortals Island and dismantled its administrative system, who would use this method to contact him?
xuè mài cháng hé ， jì lù le xuán huáng jiè guò wǎng wú shù de xìn xī 。
血脉长河，记录了玄黄界过往无数的信息。
Curious about it, Li Fan took out the communication spirit talisman and sensed it. After a moment, his expression turned strange.
wèi le fáng zhǐ yì wài chū xiàn ， ér dǎo zhì jǐ shí dài rén de xīn xuè fù zhū dōng liú 。
为了防止意外出现，而导致几十代人的心血付诸东流。
"Command me to serve as the acting island master of Ten Thousand Immortals Island and be responsible for rebuilding the immortal city in Cunyun Sea."
sī mǎ jiā de xiān zǔ kǔ xīn gū yì ， chuàng zào chū le 【 yī jí shì quán 】 de mì fǎ 。
司马家的先祖苦心孤诣，创造出了【一即是全】的秘法。
"The location is directly above the former site of Ten Thousand Immortals Island."
jiù shì xiān qián suǒ shuō ， zhǐ yào shì jiān shàng yǒu sī mǎ jiā xuè mài liú chuán ， xuè mài shǐ shū jiù yǒng yuǎn bú huì duàn jué 。
就是先前所说，只要世间尚有司马家血脉流传，血脉史书就永远不会断绝。
"Execute immediately without delay."
lǐ fán yòu wèn qǐ le “ sī mǎ jiā xuè mài ” de dìng yì 。
李凡又问起了“司马家血脉”的定义。
Li Fan read it several times before confirming that this wasn't a joke. (End of Chapter)
"I think the Five Elders' Association is likely after these bones," Master Changlang Shangkong said in a solemn tone.
"Bones? What do they want with those bones?" Li Fan was somewhat shaken. He had never expected that under his residence, the Ten Thousand Immortals Island could be hiding so many ancient cultivators’ remains. At the same time, he couldn't understand Master Changlang Shangkong's answer.
"This is beyond my knowledge. Perhaps the Five Elders' Association can bring the dead back to life? If those original transmitters of teachings were to awaken and see the current state of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, they might directly storm into the alliance headquarters and fight to the death," Master Changlang Shangkong sneered.
"Haha, friend, be cautious with your words." Li Fan didn't respond but changed the topic instead.
"The transformation of Cunyun Sea, the original transmitters of teachings, the origin of Ten Thousand Immortals Island..."
"All these are matters of utmost secrecy. Based on my understanding of current cultivators, even those Golden Core Emperors might not know as much about these secrets as you do."
"Who exactly is Master?" Li Fan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"What could be my origin? I'm just an ordinary cultivator," Master Changlang Shangkong said with a dismissive tone.
Seeing Li Fan's disbelief, Master Changlang Shangkong proudly said, "Let me tell you, in this world, as long as something happens, it leaves traces."
"It doesn't mean that erasing the memories of cultivators can completely bury historical truths."
Master Changlang Shangkong stood up abruptly. "There is no secret that cannot be told to others. I won’t hide from you, Li Fan. I am a historian named Master Changlang!"
After speaking, his entire body seemed to surge with intense energy.
Li Fan, who was familiar with the cultivation art of Bloodline History, was surprised to find that the blood force within Master Changlang Shangkong's body was incredibly mixed. Some were extremely vigorous, like newborn infants, while others were quite ancient, as if they had existed for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
The blood force gushed out from Master Changlang Shangkong’s body and formed a magnificent red river above his head.
Li Fan carefully observed each drop of the crimson blood. In every drop, there were countless images and sounds flickering.
The older the recorded time, the higher up it was.
The red river was vast and grand, recording so much information that even with Li Fan's current spiritual soul strength, he felt dizzy after observing for a moment.
He retracted his gaze in awe. Master Changlang Shangkong noticed Li Fan’s reaction and slowly withdrew the external phenomenon.
"This is the Bloodline History Book, which our Changlang family has been compiling through generations," he said.
"Since our ancestor, Master司马Pai created this Bloodline History technique, our Changlang family has taken it upon ourselves to meticulously record the history of the Xuanhuang Realm."
"Even if we die, we will not regret it. We have passed on to the 56th generation."
"56 generations?" Li Fan was slightly stunned and about to ask more when Master Changlang Shangkong nodded.
"Yes, although practicing Bloodline History compresses our lifespan to that of ordinary people, our Changlang family has never retreated," he said.
"What is there to fear from death? As long as we have descendants in the world, the Bloodline History Book will automatically seek a suitable successor to awaken and continue its historical mission."
Master Changlang Shangkong spoke with righteous conviction. Li Fan was moved by his words.
Li Fan had always admired historians. When he was still the Grand Master of Great Xuan and could do as he pleased, all the officials and ministers in court were bowing before him, fearing to utter a single word against him.
Only the historians of Great Xuan dared not fear his butcher's knife. Even if they were threatened with their entire family’s lives, these people still truthfully recorded Li Fan’s destruction of the palace and oppression of the empress dowager in history books.
After killing some people and finding that later generations continued to do so, he just let it be.
He never expected there to be historians in the Xuanhuang Realm as well. With a mix of respect and intrigue, Li Fan realized how important this cultivator was.
The many historical records of the Xuanhuang Realm were hidden behind a veil of mystery. Even some had been intentionally concealed. Trying to find out what happened in history just by reading ancient texts was like a fool’s errand.
With Master Changlang Shangkong, a living historian, present, things were different.
Li Fan deeply understood the importance of this cultivator and started chatting with him again. Master Changlang Shangkong, who had a straightforward personality, spoke freely as they got to know each other better.
Li Fan learned that while the Changlang family could use their Bloodline History Book to record history through their bloodline,
the Xuanhuang Realm was vast. It was impossible for one person to know everything about it.
Thus, the Changlang family also mastered the technique of splitting blood to create avatars, allowing them to travel and record history more comprehensively.
This was why the Changlang family’s lifespans were generally shorter. The Bloodline River recorded countless pieces of information from the Xuanhuang Realm's past.
To prevent any accidental loss that could erase decades of work,
the ancestors of the Changlang family created the technique "One is All." As long as there was a single descendant with their bloodline, the Bloodline History Book would never disappear.
Li Fan asked about the definition of "Changlang family bloodline."
Master Changlang Shangkong revealed an amused smile. Even if one's ancestor had only a thin connection to the Changlang family, they could still bring back the Bloodline History Book. Over thousands of years, the Changlang family’s ordinary descendants were scattered throughout the Xuanhuang Realm.
In short, as long as all the people in the Xuanhuang Realm weren’t completely wiped out, the Bloodline History Book couldn't be eliminated.
"The Changlang family truly is extraordinary! Excellent skills and techniques!" Li Fan praised him.
Li Fan asked Master Changlang Shangkong for a communication spirit talisman, carefully storing it in his storage ring.
"Master Changlang, we must keep in touch," he said warmly as they chatted for a long time before reluctantly parting ways.
When the avatar returned to the old site of Ten Thousand Immortals Island, the main body in Shi Lin State found that the communication spirit talisman was constantly flashing. Li Fan felt somewhat puzzled because normally, such a talisman would only be used by cultivators within the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance for internal communications.
Now that the Five Elders' Association had taken over Ten Thousand Immortals Island and dismantled its administrative system, who would use this method to contact him?
Curious about it, Li Fan took out the communication spirit talisman and sensed it. After a moment, his expression turned strange.
"Command me to serve as the acting island master of Ten Thousand Immortals Island and be responsible for rebuilding the immortal city in Cunyun Sea."
"The location is directly above the former site of Ten Thousand Immortals Island."
"Execute immediately without delay."
Li Fan read it several times before confirming that this wasn't a joke. (End of Chapter)