The Little Book Spirit was trying to recall the past, following the storyline the old tortoise told.
As for Xu Xian, he was mostly just there for the ride, listening for amusement.
Events from hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years ago, were older than legends.
In the era he lived in, the birth of human ancestors hadn't even been that long ago...
Whether it was truth or lies, it all came down to the old tortoise's mouth.
But.
One had to admit, the story was indeed very exciting.
During the Era of Primal Chaos, an age when Immortal Emperors ran rampant, the Ten Thousand Races vied for supremacy.
The Battle of the Boundary Sea broke out, and more than half of the top powerhouses fell.
Because of that battle, the elite of every race were either killed or wounded, sowing the seeds of calamity for the wars to come.
At some point after the Battle of the Boundary Sea, the final war of the Era of Primal Chaos erupted, which history books called the Battle of the Hundred Emperors.
What did that mean?
As the name implied, every Immortal Emperor in the Cangming Realm participated in that war.
The old tortoise said that the war lasted for thousands of years, and the entire Cangming Realm was shattered.
The Nether Tortoise's master, Xuanwu, fell in that very battle.
Later.
The Heavenly Dao sent down a lightning punishment to settle all accounts.
A few Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors were lucky enough to survive.
From then on, the eras shifted.
The Era of Primal Chaos came to an end, and the Era of Ancient Immortals opened a new chapter.
Over a long period of time, the living beings of the Era of Ancient Immortals inherited the foundation and fortune left by the Great Emperors of the Era of Primal Chaos, rising rapidly.
Among them.
A new monarch rose forcefully from the Boundary Sea, intending to unify the Cangming Realm.
The Nether Tortoise was a follower of that monarch.
That monarch had once dwelled in darkness, possessing an extreme thirst for slaughter and a body and soul that were immortal and indestructible...
Yet even so, the end that awaited him was still failure.
He was defeated by the Li family, whom the Nether Tortoise hated so much.
When mentioning the Li family.
Hatred was hard to hide in the Nether Tortoise's eyes.
The Nether Tortoise stated plainly that if the Li family hadn't used special means to avoid the reckoning of the Era of Primal Chaos, their foundation would not have been preserved.
In all the world, there would have been no one capable of being an opponent for its Sovereign.
No one could have blocked the Sovereign's path.
But unfortunately, the Li family did exactly that.
It said it clearly remembered that in that battle, two Immortal Emperor ancestors of the Li family from the Era of Primal Chaos stepped through the pass.
They suppressed all of eternity.
The Sovereign was defeated, and those who followed him naturally could not escape their fate, being either killed or wounded.
As for itself, it was unfortunately suppressed within this small world of the Li family.
How long had passed since then.
Even it couldn't say for sure.
The story ended.
It was simple.
It wasn't hard to tell, nor was it hard to understand; it was just a rotten plot of a group of beings fighting and scrambling to be the boss.
It was no different from the current situation in Fanzhou.
The demons, beasts, humans, and spirits vied for supremacy, with constant slaughter.
They cooperated and constrained each other while competing for the Central Plains, wanting nothing more than to unify the world and seize all the resources of Fanzhou.
When the demon race was powerful, the whole world fought against them.
When the Wendao Sword Sect was powerful, the whole world plotted against them.
At that time, the Sovereign it spoke of was the same.
It was just that the demons lost, and that Sovereign also lost, while the Wendao Sword Sect still existed today.
The only difference might be that the fighting above the heavens was more intense, the time span was longer, and the casualties were more tragic.
The Nether Tortoise stopped its story there.
Because it didn't know what happened afterward; being suppressed here, its divine sense simply couldn't penetrate the Nether Pool to see outside.
Moreover, over the long passage of time, because the power of the seal was constantly eating away at its spirit essence, it had been deep in slumber.
Having only recently woken up, all it knew was that its current plight was all thanks to the Li family.
It also told Xu Xian that the Sovereign it followed should also be suppressed within this land of Fanzhou.
Of course, it made sure to emphasize.
Should.
Maybe.
Perhaps...
No one could say for sure.
The truth might only be known to the Li family.
Who knew if the Li family still had other small worlds similar to Fanzhou in their hands?
However.
After listening to the story, Xu Xian hadn't come away empty-handed.
At least he could be certain that Fanzhou was indeed a prison used by the Li family to hold those they had defeated.
Xu Xian curiously asked the old tortoise, "You just said the previous master of the Sword Tower was named Ye Wujiang. Then why isn't this Sword Tower with his Ye family? Why did it end up with the Li family?"
The Nether Tortoise didn't hide anything and spoke directly.
"Years ago, Ye Wujiang had a confidante who was a member of the Li family."
"Ye Wujiang spent his life seeking the sword and had long since entered the Sword Gate, cutting off his worldly ties and severing his seven emotions and six desires. Naturally, he had no descendants, but he had many followers by his side."
"The Li family was one of them."
"After the Battle of the Boundary Sea, knowing his days were numbered, Ye Wujiang delivered the Sword Tower to that Li family ancestor, instructing them to guard it on his behalf until a new master of the Sword Tower was born."
"Therefore, in the late Era of Primal Chaos, the world jokingly called the Li family the Sword-Guarding Clan. The disciples of the clan were all protectors of the sword."
"Generation after generation, they kept their promise, watching over the Sword Tower and waiting for the new master."
"Clearly, they have waited long enough, and you are that master..."
Xu Xian was half-believing and half-doubting, but explained this way, it sounded reasonable.
The old tortoise suddenly took the opportunity to ask, "By the way, may I ask your honorable name?"
Xu Xian didn't hide it and told him directly, "I call myself Bai Mang!"
The old tortoise reacted instinctively, "A fake name?"
Xu Xian was startled; could it be that he really saw through it?
Without blushing or his heart skipping a beat, he said, "My real name!"
The old tortoise spoke again, "So, your name is Li Bai Mang?"
Xu Xian suppressed his patience and said it once more, "I am Bai Mang. There is no Li."
The old tortoise didn't quite believe it and said in shock, "You actually aren't surnamed Li? Do you take your mother's surname?"
Xu Xian was speechless; this old fellow just had to tie him to the Li family tree.
He grumbled, "When did I ever tell you I was a descendant of the Li family?"
"You aren't a member of the Li family?"
"Correct."
"You're actually not from the Li family?"
"Is that so strange?" Xu Xian said.
The old tortoise confirmed it again and again until it felt that Bai Mang really wasn't lying to it, and only then did it realize.
Thinking carefully, the person really hadn't said it.
It had always been its own preconception, assuming he was a descendant of the Li family.
The Sword Tower originated from Ye Wujiang, and while the Li family was named Li, no one had ever said that the Sword Tower could only be inherited by a descendant of the Li family, right?
It slapped its tortoise head and said pleasingly, "Look, isn't this just a misunderstanding? Since you aren't from the Li family, why didn't you say so earlier? This is quite a mess."
Xu Xian rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that it hadn't asked!
He couldn't be bothered to argue and followed up with a question, "Don't give me that useless talk. What else do you know? Tell me everything."
The old tortoise spread its hands, "Nothing else. That's all I know. As you can see, I can't leave this place at all. I really don't know what the world outside has become."
It was telling the truth, but it wasn't telling the whole truth.
It still held something back; for example, it didn't say why it had woken up.
The seal showed signs of weakening, and moreover, it was continuing to fade...
There were only two possibilities for such a situation. One, the Li family had forgotten them.
Second, something must have happened to the Li family, so no one was maintaining the operation of the seal.
Of course, it didn't dare to say such a thing out loud. It had to make the youth in front of it feel that there was no possibility of it escaping, so that he would lower his guard and suspicion toward it.
Otherwise, with this kid's temperament, he might just kill it first to be safe.
Xu Xian nodded thoughtfully, his gaze shifting to the Little Book Spirit, who was still in a daze, asking for its opinion. Was there anything else it wanted to ask?
The Little Book Spirit slowly shook its head.
Xu Xian understood and began to handle his own business, his expression changing as he said, "An honest man doesn't resort to trickery. If you want me to let you go, that's fine, but you must hand over that [Delusion] divine ability to me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless..."
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