Abao said in grief and indignation:
"I have come to help the Crane Clan overcome their tribulation!"
As he spoke, he leaped into the air, only to be pulled down by Ling Yun.
"Your going is useless!"
The number of young faces among the Crane Clan is decreasing...
"Fellow Daoist! We give up. Let's not let the young people die any more. The tribulations of the older generation should not be borne by the young!"
The patriarch of the Crane Clan wept uncontrollably and decided to give up the tribulation.
At this moment, the entire territory was plunged into grief.
"Why! Why! The crane clan is such a kind race, why must they suffer such a great calamity!"
"We beg the heavens to spare the Crane Clan! We kneel and plead!"
"I am willing to offer my lifespan to the heavens, begging them to spare the crane clan!"
"..."
The onlookers wept, expressing their indignation on behalf of the Crane Clan.
Ling Yun sighed and withdrew the lightning tribulation, for the Crane Clan alone had to bear the consequences of this karma.
He could accept it, but it would only bring greater consequences to the Crane Clan.
The next moment!
All the cultivators knelt on the ground and looked up at the sky.
"I offer my lifeblood to Heaven to save the Crane Clan!"
Countless drops of vital essence blood floated towards the sky. Vital essence blood is the most precious thing for cultivators, which shows how deeply they sympathize with the Crane Clan.
They are also repaying the debt owed to the Crane Clan for saving them back then.
The evil sect cultivators swore an oath with their souls and shouted:
"We are willing to abandon evil and promote good, cultivate for the righteous path of heaven and earth, and exchange our blood curse with the Crane Clan so that our race may continue!"
Once such a vow is made, it means that if one commits an evil deed in the future, it will bring divine punishment and annihilation of both body and soul.
It is evident that even those who commit evil feel a sense of injustice.
Seeing these scenes, the ancestors of the Crane Clan wept silently.
The next moment!
His life essence fell back from the void and entered the cultivator's brow.
Before they could even react, a sudden downpour began.
The rain only hit the bodies of the crane tribe.
This is the heavens weeping, the heavenly way is crying, moved by the young man of the crane clan and the onlookers.
The next moment!
A crane exclaimed in surprise:
"I feel that some kind of restriction within my bloodline has dissipated!"
Upon hearing this!
Everyone knelt and worshipped the heavens.
"Thank you, Heaven!"
At this moment, a gentle female voice rang out:
"No need to thank me! As the saying goes, 'Heaven's movement is ever vigorous; so should a gentleman constantly strive for self-improvement.' It was your determination that saved you!"
After she finished speaking, she added:
"Don't say things like 'Heaven is unjust' anymore!"
After he finished speaking, the world returned to its clear state, a rainbow covered the crane's territory, auspicious omens descended from the sky, and the blood curse was lifted!
The tears of Heaven are comparable to the liquid of lightning tribulation!
"Congratulations to the Crane Clan for breaking the blood curse and ensuring the continuation of their race!"
All the monks clasped their hands in congratulations.
The Crane Ancestor felt no joy at this moment, for he knew that the lifting of the blood curse was achieved by the young members of the Crane Clan at the cost of their lives.
Thank you all!
The ancestors sincerely thanked them, for these cultivators had come to repay their karmic debts, and it was because of them that they were able to move the heavens.
The patriarch walked up to Lingyun and bowed deeply:
"Thank you, young friend!"
Ling Yun nodded slightly, accepting the ancestor's bow. Then, with a wave of his hand, thousands of orbs of light suddenly appeared in front of him.
"This is the soul of a young man from the Crane Clan who perished in the lightning tribulation. With proper care, he will be resurrected soon!"
Ling Yun couldn't bear to see these young people perish, so he secretly took action to gather their shattered soul light.
Seeing the innocent faces within each ball of light, the ancestors held the balls in their hands as if they were precious treasures.
At this moment, the pent-up frustration they had suppressed for 50,000 years completely dissipated.
"Thank you, sir!"
A flock of baby cranes surrounded Lingyun.
That evening, at the ancestral temple, hundreds of ancestral masters hosted a banquet for Ling Yun and his group, as well as members of the Heavenly Pill Sect.
For many years, the Heavenly Pill Sect has generously provided longevity pills to the Crane Clan free of charge.
When the patriarch of the Heavenly Pill Sect ascended to immortality, two of the three Nascent Soul Realm experts guarding the Daoist temple were experts from the Crane Clan.
Tens of thousands of cranes are hidden within the Heavenly Pill Sect, ready to face any attempt to sabotage the ancestor's ascension.
The old crane patriarch raised his cup, and for the first time, a smile appeared on his weathered face.
"Many thanks, young friend Ling! Many thanks, fellow Daoists of the Heavenly Pill Sect! I'd like to offer you all a toast!"
"Wait!" The Heavenly Pill Sect Master waved his hand and laughed:
"That's not quite right of you. You should toast them one by one, it's too sneaky to toast them all at once."
"Oh, hehe..." The Crane Ancestor shook his head and laughed:
"Alright, then let's toast separately!"
The Crane Clan, with the character "仙" (xian, meaning immortal) in their name, inherently possesses a touch of immortality. Their cuisine also carries an ethereal quality, making its flavors unforgettable.
After several rounds of drinks, the Crane Clan Ancestor looked at Ling Yun and the others and said with a smile:
"Young friend Ling has lifted the blood curse on the Crane Clan, and our Crane Clan will certainly show our appreciation. We've heard that you have a fondness for treasures, so this is just a small token of our appreciation. Please accept it!"
The patriarch of the Crane Clan handed Ling Yun a large storage bag.
Ling Yun sighed inwardly, "Who spread the rumor that I like treasures?!"
He glanced at the sect leader of the Heavenly Pill Sect.
The latter looked down at his nose and indifferent to his thoughts, as if it had nothing to do with him.
The patriarch of the Crane Clan continued:
"Simply giving away treasures would make our Crane Clan seem rather vulgar. Our ancestors have unanimously decided to pass on our clan's strongest divine power to you all."
Upon hearing this, Ling Yun was slightly moved. The Crane Clan was a powerful race, and their supernatural powers and killing abilities were extraordinary.
Ah Bao, standing to the side, asked curiously:
"Ancestor, what is your innate divine ability?"
The old ancestor stroked his beard and asked in return:
"Young friend, you are a sword cultivator, right? What do you do when your sword is gone?"
"I still possess sword intent and sword energy!"
"What if the sword intent and sword energy are gone too?"
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