Sage of Humanity
Chapter 1032 - 1030: My Name is Feng Wujiang

"Mount Tai... who is that?" Lu Ye gazed at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"You don't recognize him?"

Lu Ye shook his head. He truly hadn't heard of the name Mount Tai, nor did he know why the man in front of him would suddenly bring up this person.

The middle-aged man frowned. The young man's expression didn't seem fake, and under his strong Mental Consciousness scrutiny, a True Lake Realm couldn't possibly lie in his face. So it appeared that the young man truly didn't know Mount Tai.

But not knowing didn't mean he hadn't seen him.

Because the method for crafting that Dao soldier was only known by him and Mount Tai. Years ago, he had studied this method alongside Mount Tai.

At that time, he found this crafting method morally questionable and therefore discarded it.

It now seemed that Mount Tai had already utilized this method, and the Dao soldier sitting in meditation before him was undoubtedly crafted by Mount Tai. That's why he could easily subdue Dao Thirteen. Otherwise, no matter how strong he was, it wouldn't be possible to make Dao Thirteen fall asleep with a single finger.

For people like them, killing an enemy was easy, but subduing one often required several times the effort.

With a Dao soldier crafted by Mount Tai by his side and having recited the next line of "Righteous Blood Flows Forever," the young man's origin was now unmistakably clear.

It was just that his cultivation... seemed a bit low. Was this the aid provided by their homeland?

"Where are you from in the Nine Provinces?" the middle-aged man asked.

Lu Ye's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of him. He almost thought he had misheard and uncertainly asked, "What did you say?"

The middle-aged man smiled and asked again, "Which province and sect are you from in the Nine Provinces?"

Even though Lu Ye had a steady disposition, he was quite shocked this time.

He never thought he would hear someone mention the Nine Provinces in this Blood Refinement World. Numerous thoughts swirled in his mind, and he instantly realized: "Senior... are you from the Nine Provinces?"

The middle-aged man nodded, "Not only am I from the Nine Provinces, but all of them are as well."

Behind him, Jian Guhong and others looked at Lu Ye with narrowed eyes.

Lu Ye's origin from the Nine Provinces was something they had already suspected. Because in the Blood Refinement World, such existence as a Dao soldier was impossible, let alone a Divine Sea Realm Dao soldier.

Only the Nine Provinces could produce such a Dao soldier.

They hadn't confirmed this earlier, so they didn't tell Lu Ye. They planned to take him back and question him carefully.

Now seeing Lu Ye's reaction, they knew their guess was correct.

The young man truly was from the Nine Provinces.

In this unfamiliar land, suddenly seeing fellow people from his homeland, despite the significant age and cultivation difference between Lu Ye and them, he couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship, his emotions fluctuating.

Thinking carefully, if the Nine Provinces Heaven's Augury could send him to the Blood Refinement World, they could naturally send others.

It now seemed that before him, there were already Nine Provinces cultivators sent here. Only a cultivator from the Nine Provinces would have the courage and boldness to establish a human force in this Empyrean Sea, constantly resisting the Blood Race.

Lu Ye finally released his grip from his sword's hilt, exhaled deeply to calm his excitement, and cupped his fists in salute, "Lu Ye from the Righteous Blood Sect of Bingzhou, greets all the seniors."

At these words, Jian Guhong and the others were stunned, simultaneously looking at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was also taken aback. He stepped forward and grabbed Lu Ye's arm: "You are from the Righteous Blood Sect in Bingzhou? The Righteous Blood Sect of Mount Ao?"

"Yes." Lu Ye noticed the person in front of him had an exaggerated reaction.

Logically, with his cultivation level, firm in mind, even if the sky fell, he should maintain composure. However, in that instant just now, his breathing was somewhat unsteady, a clear sign of emotional turmoil.

"Who leads the Righteous Blood Sect now?" the middle-aged man asked, his voice slightly trembling.

"Our sect master, Thang Yifeng!"

"Is the venerable well?"

"Well, well." Lu Ye slightly frowned; the grip on his arm hurt a little.

The middle-aged man also seemed to realize this and immediately released Lu Ye's arm, continuously nodding, "As long as well, as long as well!"

Lu Ye felt puzzled and faintly guessed the person in front of him might have some connection with his sect, or else why would someone of such cultivation get so emotional over Ma sect and the sect master?

"Senior, who are you..."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, a warm smile appearing on his face, "I am Feng Wujiang, I wonder if you've heard of me."

Lu Ye was momentarily stunned, then blurted out, "Impossible!"

Feng Wujiang, what a renowned name.

Almost since his early days in cultivation, he had heard this name, and as he grew, he continually understood the weight of this name.

It can be said that Feng Wujiang represents an era, not only for him but for the entire Nine Provinces today, who doesn't know?

The Righteous Blood Sect rose because of Feng Wujiang and fell because of Feng Wujiang.

Back in the day, the sect was able to rise to the status of a 1st grade sect under the leadership of this Master Brother. After his death, the sect gradually declined, and the remnants of its influence linger to this day. On the Spirit Stream battlefield and the Cloud River battlefield, Lu Ye was often targeted and besieged by the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge. Even after joining the Bingzhou guard, he was suppressed by his own Divine Sea cultivators because of Feng Wujiang.

Lu Ye's feelings towards this Master Brother were complex. There was admiration, naturally, but more of a disappointment for not living up to expectations.

He was not clear on the specifics of what happened back then, as no one had explained it to him in detail, but the current state of the sect could not be separated from this Master Brother.

In fact, before he joined the Righteous Blood Sect, it almost got removed from the records by Heaven's Augury.

With thoughts rolling in his mind, Lu Ye frowned at the person in front of him and said, "My Master Brother has been dead for nearly forty years. Don't lie to me."

Jian Guhong opened his mouth and said, "In front of you are all former dead people."

"What do you mean?" Lu Ye looked at him.

Jian Guhong said, "I'm the fifth-generation sword master of the Beixuan Sword Sect."

A female magic cultivator beside them pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm Lady Moon, the seventh-generation sect master of the Myriad Magic Sect in Leizhou."

Even the physique cultivator who had been silent all this time spoke up, "I'm Mong Jie, the third-generation sect leader of the Righteousness Sect in Bingzhou."

Spectral cultivator Wuchang chuckled, "I'm not any kind of sect leader; I'm an independent cultivator. Even if I told you, you wouldn't know." It's unclear if this statement was true, but spectral cultivators were usually low-key and secretive, purposely hiding their origins.

Lu Ye was mentally shaken by these few simple words.

He didn't know when the third, fifth, or seventh generations were, but the current sect leaders of these major sects in the Nine Provinces evidently had far more than a few generations of lineage. In other words, no matter who these people were before him, they were ancient figures, probably at least several hundred years old, maybe even longer.

Beixuan Sword Sect and Righteousness Sect, Lu Ye was familiar with them as they were 1st grade sects of the Haotian Alliance in Bingzhou.

Lu Ye had also dealt with the Myriad Magic Sect in Leizhou. Back in the Spirit Stream battlefield, which sect from the Core Circle of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge hadn't he extorted?

The Myriad Magic Sect belonged to the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge!

In the Nine Provinces World, the two major factions fought against each other, but in the Blood Refinement World, top-tier cultivators from different factions could coexist peacefully, serving under the same leader—which was quite bizarre.

But it was also natural.

Because this wasn't the Nine Provinces; this was the Blood Refinement World dominated by the Blood Race. Whether it was the Haotian Alliance or the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, in the Blood Refinement World, they shared only one identity.

Human race cultivators!

No wonder both Jian Guhong and Wuchang, as well as Mong Jie, appeared somewhat aged, because they had been alive for who knew how many years. Only Lady Moon was a woman skilled in maintaining her youthful appearance, showing no signs of age, though her real age might not be any less than the others.

These people were undoubtedly sent here by the Nine Provinces Heaven's Augury.

And they were definitely not sent at once but likely at different times, one by one.

This indicates that the Nine Provinces Heaven's Augury had long located the Blood Refinement World and had been using methods to rescue the human race here, achieving some results yet unable to change the dominance of the Blood Race in this world.

There was one matter that Lu Ye always found puzzling.

That was the lifespan of Divine Sea cultivators, which was generally very long, easily spanning over a thousand years. Even if this longevity was slightly decreased due to various reasons, living several hundred years was typically easy.

In the frequent confrontations between the two major factions of the Nine Provinces, it's true that Divine Sea cultivators often fell, but it wasn't to the extent that every era's Divine Sea cultivators all perished completely.

Especially those who could lead their era like the Master Brother.

If they hadn't died, where did they go?

Perhaps some were in closed-door cultivation, comprehending the mysteries beyond the Divine Sea.

But it's also possible they were selected by the Nine Provinces Heaven's Augury and sent here!

Lu Ye suddenly realized, no wonder Jian Guhong and the others were so powerful; just a few of them could slaughter through the tens of thousands strong army of the Blood Race.

Because they were not ordinary Divine Sea cultivators. Each of them had once been a powerhouse who subdued an era and dominated over others.

Only such individuals were qualified to be sent here by the Nine Provinces Heaven's Augury.

Although Lu Ye didn't know what price needed to be paid to send someone from the Nine Provinces to here, it surely wasn't small, so not just anyone could be sent here.

No one ever knew any of this; everyone assumed they had already died.

Looking again at the person claiming to be Feng Wujiang, Lu Ye finally understood why he had felt some familiarity upon first seeing him.

Because of Feng Yuechan.

Feng Yuechan was his daughter, naturally bearing some resemblance.

While he was lost in thought, Lady Moon suddenly pointed to the side, "Look over there."

Lu Ye turned his head to see an old woman with white hair hunching over with a cane, stumbling by from not far away, her form shaky as if she might fall at any moment.

"Don't be fooled by her appearance. That's Granny Jiew, the second-generation Valley Master of the Medicine King Valley, the oldest among us, having lived over a thousand years. Never offend her, or you won't even know how you died. Even I grew up listening to her infamous exploits."