However, the changes these few seconds brought him were enormous, because he! He condensed his natal magic weapon.
The Book of Life and Death of Chaos! This is his natal magic weapon. Originally, when he was condensing the Heart of the Three Realms, he was given two choices: the first was the Reaper's Scythe, and the second was the Book of Life and Death of Chaos. However, he still chose the second one.
Because the Reaper's Scythe carries the aura of death, he would be killed before he even reached the God Realm. That's why he chose the more restrained Book of Life and Death.
The Book of Life and Death in Chaos is only related to reincarnation, not to the God of Death, which is the best choice for him at the moment.
"This natal magic weapon is truly a wonderful thing!"
Jiang Yuan only realized the preciousness of the Heart of the Three Realms at this moment. It was an essential item for condensing top-tier magical artifacts, and only one such artifact would appear once every hundreds of millions of years in the Three Thousand Worlds. Now, it had been generously given to him by Emperor Jiang. He even wondered if he was Emperor Jiang's illegitimate son.
The Book of Life and Death is an auxiliary magical artifact. It can be used to write names and kill powerful enemies thousands of miles away. It can also help cultivate a series of reincarnation powers, including the profound mysteries of life and death. Possessing the Book of Life and Death means that one's inheritance of the God of Death is becoming more and more complete, and one is beginning to walk on another path.
"Unfortunately, time and space are frozen here, making it impossible to use the Book of Life and Death!"
He wanted to try out the abilities of the Book of Life and Death in Chaos, but due to the special nature of the Soul River, he couldn't use any of the power of reincarnation, otherwise, a conflict with the Soul River would be a big problem.
In addition to the condensation of his natal magic artifact, the Book of Life and Death, Jiang Yuan's soul also benefited. His previously singular Heaven-Mending Soul not only reached the peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm in terms of level, but also developed towards a complete set of three souls and seven spirits in terms of quality.
This is not a bad thing. If the Soul of Mending Heaven really develops to the point of having three souls and seven spirits, this body may become his second life. You should know that such a clone with a soul and a body is completely different from the clone created by One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones. The clone created by One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones is just a tool, while his current body is a living being with flesh and blood, and the level of life is completely different.
"Death, it's time for you to leave!"
A hollow voice echoed in the Soul River, but it was slightly different from the old man he had heard before. However, he ignored these differences after hearing the words "you can leave," as he was eager to see the abilities of his natal magic weapon, the Book of Life and Death.
Jiang Yuan closed his eyes, and the Soul River trembled. Instantly, all the members of the Jiang family were thrown out of the Soul River and reappeared on the Jiang family's ancestral land.
"Holy crap, my soul strength has reached the Heavenly Spirit Realm!"
"You're only at the Heavenly Spirit Realm? I've already condensed my natal magic weapon!"
"Hahaha, I've also condensed my natal magic weapon!"
Excited chatter filled the three ancestral sites of the Jiang family. Almost everyone who came out of the Soul River benefited greatly. They didn't know that they were able to obtain such great benefits entirely thanks to Jiang Yuan. It was because Jiang Yuan dug open the source of the Soul River that the soul power gushing out of the spring increased a hundredfold or a thousandfold, which gave them the opportunity to easily condense their natal magic weapons.
Of course, their natal magic weapons, condensed with pure soul power, are incomparable to Jiang Yuan's natal magic weapons condensed with the Heart of the Three Realms.
As soon as Jiang Fu came out, she excitedly looked around. Finally, she saw Jiang Yuan in a corner and immediately ran over to him, saying, "Silent gourd, have you condensed your natal magic weapon yet?"
"No!" Jiang Yuan denied it outright. If he said he had condensed it, this girl would definitely make him show it. There were so many strong people in the Jiang family, and he didn't want anyone to notice anything amiss.
"Oh, what a pity! It seems that nine out of ten people who went there managed to condense their natal magic weapon!" Jiang Fu said with some regret for Jiang Yuan.
"Your natal magic weapon will condense sooner or later, no rush! But what quality of natal magic weapon have you condensed?" Jiang Yuan asked, shifting his attention.
"whee!"
Jiang Fu smiled happily, then said mysteriously, "A girl as outstanding as me, of course I need the most outstanding natal magic weapon!"
"Heaven will not let down those who work hard, you deserve it!" Jiang Yuan congratulated him.
He knew Jiang Fu's location, which even possessed the power of a supreme relic, so the natal magic weapon she had condensed must be exceptional.
"Thank you, give me a hug!"
Jiang Fu opened her arms to hug Jiang Yuan. It wasn't frivolous; she just felt a special sense of familiarity with the man in front of her, like a gentle and handsome older brother next door.
"Goodbye, I still want to go to the ancestral land of the Jiang family in Zhongyuan to see if there is any news about my family!" Jiang Yuan also wanted to pay respects to his adoptive parents.
“Then I’ll go with you!” Jiang Fu said.
"No need, you should celebrate with your friends. After all, this is a rare and joyous occasion, and I don't want to spoil your fun!"
After finishing his sentence, Jiang Yuan left alone. Having already determined the location of the Zhongyuan Jiang family after seeing the Soul River, he no longer needed Jiang Fu as a guide.
Jiang Fu felt a pang of sadness watching the dejected figure leave. Among the Jiang family members, an outsider would feel out of place. Although the other person didn't show it, his demeanor subtly conveyed a sense of being homeless.
"Father, Mother, I've come to see you!"
In front of an inconspicuous tombstone in the Jiang family in Zhongyuan, Jiang Yuan took off his mask and knelt before the tombstone in his most authentic form. Memories of the past flooded his mind. He had a happy childhood in the Jiang family and also experienced a cruel adolescence. Although everything eventually returned to square one, and he was still that pitiful wretch without a home, at least he had once possessed and experienced the emotions that life should have.
No one has ever come to pay respects at this joint tomb because his adoptive parents died in their prime, and he had no other children or descendants. Therefore, the tombstone has been neglected for many years.
"Father, let me fill your glass with your favorite wine!"
Jiang Yuan had prepared offerings before he arrived. After filling his father's cup with wine, he took out a box of pastries and a bunch of chrysanthemums and placed them on the right side of the tombstone, saying, "Of course, there are also my mother's favorite pastries and autumn chrysanthemums."
"Father, Mother, your son is unfilial; it has been eighteen years since I last visited you!"
After lighting three incense sticks, Jiang Yuan leaned against the tombstone. Only here did he feel like a child who hadn't grown up, lost and helpless.
His feelings for the Jiang family stemmed primarily from his parents. With his parents alive, life still had a source; without them, the rest of his life was only a journey back home. Therefore, after his parents passed away, he didn't have much attachment to this family anymore.
He stayed at the grave for two hours, recounting to himself every detail of his life since leaving the Jiang family. There was no one left in the Jiang family's ancestral land.
He knew it was time to go!
Otherwise, if the elders of the Jiang family saw him at his parents' graves, his identity and motives would inevitably be questioned.
"Father, Mother, I'll come to see you again next time!"
After finishing his sentence, Jiang Yuan kowtowed three times, then composed himself and left.
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