Chapter 591: Chapter 289: Zhang Jiuzhen, Extraordinary to Saint! Zhongnan Mountain’s Number One Expert

The suddenly quiet air seemed like a tease of fate, bringing memories Zhang Fan had never possessed, leaving him utterly astonished.

"Why were you there when my mom gave birth to me?"

Zhang Fan’s expression turned peculiar as he muttered, re-evaluating the youngest Celestial Master on Zhongnan Mountain before him.

"I had the same master as your mom, back then when she was young, she once clandestinely... learned from Zhongnan Mountain."

Ye Beichen spoke softly but still failed to unravel Zhang Fan’s doubts.

"Then what was my dad doing when my mom was giving birth to me?" Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.

Ye Beichen’s expression slightly tightened, his eyelids lifted lightly, he deeply looked into Zhang Fan’s eyes and uttered two words.

"Killing!"

Zhang Fan was startled by this, his heart turned cold, yet his blood boiled and he couldn’t help but recall what Bai Yujing had once told him.

"In his youth, he encountered great changes, losing all kin, his bloodline shattered, wandering from then on, facing death yet surviving, he has faced more slaughter than the roads you have traveled..."

"You don’t remember..."

Ye Beichen’s gaze turned sharp as a divine light, looking deeply at Zhang Fan, spontaneously uttered an enigmatic sentence.

"How would I remember?" Zhang Fan paused, his expression becoming increasingly odd.

During that time, he was still hurrying to enter this world, yet to be born, how could he remember?

"Do you know what day you were born?" Ye Beichen suddenly asked, shifting the subject.

"On the ninth of September!" Zhang Fan naturally remembered his birthday.

"Ninth of September, double nine Chongyang..."

Ye Beichen muttered softly, his gaze dispersing, yet filled with a trace of reminiscence.

"On the day you were born, many people were there, and many died, many people..."

"Hmm?" Zhang Fan’s eyelids lifted lightly, revealing a hint of disbelief.

"Scarlet blood stained the river, human heads piled like a mountain..."

"Hmm!?"

"Your mom was such a radiant person, really shouldn’t have entrusted herself to Zhang Lingzong..."

Ye Beichen’s fingertips snapped, thunderous noises boomed, making Zhang Fan’s brow jump.

"Senior, that’s our family matter."

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, bracing himself, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

No matter Ye Beichen’s cultivation status, when it concerns one’s own parents, others cannot interfere.

Especially Zhang Lingzong, as a father, as a husband, he deserves this family.

"Your family!?"

These three words seemed like a sharp blade piercing the softest part of Ye Beichen’s heart, he appeared like an outsider, eyes showing a hint of trance and melancholy.

"Your mom suffered a lot following Zhang Lingzong... The South Zhang lineage is so dwindled, among the fourth-generation disciples, is there anyone besides you two?" Ye Beichen coldly spoke.

When Zhang Lingzong was young, the clan experienced great upheaval, South Zhang obliterated, overnight like winter water, ice cold, thus he wandered through Jianghu, amid the blood and storm.

Li Linglong followed him, naturally facing life-threatening situations, eating a lot of hardships.

Today, the South Zhang lineage has long fallen into history, among the fourth-generation disciples, besides Zhang Fan, only there’s Zhang Sheng.

"Extraordinary to Saint... Extraordinary to Saint..."

"Your brother indeed deserves the title of Saint."

"If it wasn’t for him back then, you wouldn’t have survived, how could you have been successfully born into this world?"

Ye Beichen spoke coldly, revealing a past incident.

Zhang Fan listened, feeling emotionally stirred.

"My brother? I don’t remember..." Zhang Fan shook his head.

In his impression, they had always been a family of three, when did a brother named Zhang Sheng appear!?

"Divine Demon Holy Embryo, Great Night is not bright..." Ye Beichen coldly stared at Zhang Fan, blandly said: "Zhang Lingzong is indeed insane, having cultivated this technique, yet still taught it to you."

"I..." Zhang Fan pursed his lips, hesitated to speak.

In fact, his Divine Demon Holy Embryo was not taught by Zhang Lingzong, but by the Three Corpses Primordial Pill inside him.

"Senior, my brother... Do you know my brother?" Zhang Fan shifted his tone, couldn’t help but ask.

"Zhang Sheng... Zhang Jiuzhen..." Ye Beichen muttered softly.

"If the incense of Dragon Tiger Mountain is not extinguished, in the Daoist sect, among the young generation, he must be the unrivaled king, overwhelmingly superior in the present day."

The youngest Celestial Master on Zhongnan Mountain gave Zhang Fan’s brother the highest praise.

Although the South Zhang lineage was severed but not utterly extinct, the robust fortunes fell upon this last disciple.

"He is the last disciple of the South Zhang lineage who was recognized in the Divine Investiture Ceremony." Ye Beichen calmly stated.

The Divine Investiture Ceremony of Dragon Tiger Mountain has a long-standing tradition, any Zhang Family disciple over the age of sixteen could participate, once accepted by the Ancestral Master, they could receive divine naming, henceforth differing.

Eighty years ago, following the Daoist sect’s great tribulation, Zhang Family disciples dwindled, this rule was slightly altered, allowing participation at twelve, if failed, there was another chance at sixteen.

"Your brother was born, the Primordial Spirit was not extinguished, already gaining favor from the Ancestral Master, recognized in the Divine Investiture Ceremony, given the title Jiuzhen." Ye Beichen solemnly stated.

"Primordial Spirit not extinguished?" Zhang Fan’s expression slightly darkened.

The Primordial Spirit is innately born, after birth, the Primordial Spirit gradually extinguishes, Consciousness gradually appears, especially by the age of three, the Primordial Spirit completely falls into slumber, and life is governed by Consciousness.

Throughout history, very few people were born into the murky red dust, with an unextinguished Primordial Spirit, innately established life, truly a seed for cultivating immortals, a profound soul for seeking Dao.

Moreover, Zhang Sheng’s recognition in the Divine Investiture Ceremony, receiving his true name at birth.

Generally in Dragon Tiger Mountain’s history, never had an infant recognized in the Divine Investiture Ceremony.

Since then, Zhang Sheng became the most unique existence in the South Zhang lineage and the entire Dragon Tiger Zhang Family.

The fortunes of the last generation of Dragon Tiger seem to have fallen upon him.

Just one "Saint" word shows the Zhang Family’s expectation of him.

Sadly, for the South Zhang lineage, gaining such a seed seems like the last glory, after the splendid fireworks, comes endless extinction.