After becoming rich overnight, I handed over the system.

Chapter 474 Twin Brothers

"More than just knowing." Ye Shou's expression was grave. "The Netherworld Palm is the Netherworld Sect Master's unique skill; anyone struck by it will die within three days. Fortunately, you have the Xuan Tian bloodline protecting you, which delayed the onset of the poison."

He reached out and pressed his hand on Lin Han's palm print, and a gentle internal force flowed into it.

Lin Han felt the stinging pain lessen slightly, but the black palm print was still clearly visible.

“This poison can only be completely eliminated using the ‘Mysterious Heavenly Purifying Spring’ from the secret repository,” Ye Shou said. “But before that…” He suddenly looked back the way they had come, his eyes sharp, “A guest has arrived.”

Almost simultaneously, a jumble of footsteps and the clanging of metal came from the other end of the passage.

The man in the golden-threaded mask appeared with his Netherworld Cult followers, and was clearly taken aback when he saw the bronze giant gate and Ye Shou.

"Ye Shou? You old codger, you're still alive!" the man in the gold-threaded mask hissed.

Ye Shou sneered, "The Netherworld Sect's dogs have a really sharp nose; they caught wind of us so quickly."

The masked man with the gold thread turned his gaze to Lin Han: "Kid, open the door, and I'll spare your life!"

Lin Han, swords in hand: "Dream on!"

"Then don't blame me for being impolite!" The man in the golden mask waved his hand, and the Netherworld Cult members simultaneously threw out a black sphere.

The sphere crashed into the cave wall and exploded, releasing a thick black mist that quickly filled the entire space.

"Hold your breath! There's poison in the fog!" Ye Shou shouted, and a golden light flew out from his sleeve, exploding in the air and forming a light barrier to temporarily block the black fog.

Liu Wushuang brandished her slender sword, the sword wind dispelling the poisonous mist around her: "Senior, what do we do now?"

Ye Shou quickly pressed the dragon scale mechanism on the bronze door: "I'll lead the young master inside, Miss Liu will cover our retreat! The door can only be maintained for ten breaths after it opens!"

The dragon scales sank in a specific order, and the bronze door emitted a heavy rumble as it slowly opened to both sides.

A dazzling white light surged from inside the door, vaguely revealing a vast scene within.

Seeing this, the Netherworld Cult members intensified their attack.

The masked man with the golden thread personally took action, his palms glowing with black energy, aiming straight for Ye Shou's back!

"Watch out!" Lin Han tried to stop them, but was entangled by two Netherworld Cult members.

At the critical moment, Liu Wushuang leaped in front of Ye Shou, her slender sword clashing head-on with the poisonous palm! With a "bang," she spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward into the white light inside the door.

"Frostless!" Lin Han's eyes were bloodshot. He activated the Xuan Tian Nine Revolutions at full power, and the two swords combined to unleash an astonishing sword aura, blasting away all the surrounding Netherworld Cult members!

Ye Shou grabbed his arm: "Young Master, come inside!"

The bronze door is slowly closing.

Lin Han glanced at Liu Wushuang struggling in the black mist, gritted his teeth, and rushed into the room with Ye Shou.

Just as the door closed, he saw a sinister smile appear on the face of the man in the gold-threaded mask...

The white light gradually dissipated, and Lin Han found himself standing in a huge cavern.

The ceiling of the hall is inlaid with luminous pearls, as dazzling as the starry sky.

The walls were lined with countless bookshelves, filled with ancient books and scrolls.

In the center is a clear pool of water, the water emitting a faint white light—this must be the Xuan Tian Pure Spring.

Liu Wushuang lay by the pool, her face pale but her breathing steady.

Ye Shouzheng took her pulse: "It's alright, just a shock to her internal energy. She'll be fine after a short rest."

Lin Han knelt beside Liu Wushuang and held her hand: "Thank you..."

Ye Shou sighed softly, "Miss Liu is just as devoted and loyal to her father."

He pointed to the pool, "Young Master, let's first cure the Netherworld Palm poison."

Lin Han took off his shirt and stepped into the pool.

The pool water was icy cold, but it quickly warmed up.

The palm print on his left arm faded visibly, and the spiderweb-like red lines gradually disappeared.

"Circulate the Nine Revolutions of the Mysterious Heaven, guiding the power of the Pure Spring to cleanse the meridians and marrow," Ye Shou instructed.

Lin Han closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, feeling the energy in the pool water flow into his body through his pores, merging with the internal energy of the Xuan Tian Nine Revolutions, and flowing throughout his meridians.

An unprecedented sense of clarity arose spontaneously, as if I had been reborn.

When he opened his eyes again, the pool water had become crystal clear.

The palm print on the left arm has completely disappeared, and the skin is as smooth as before.

Even more miraculously, he felt his internal strength increase several times over, and he gained more control over his Heavenly Eye.

"How are you feeling?" Ye Shou asked.

"It's better than ever before." Lin Han leaped out of the pool, noticing that even his height seemed to have increased slightly. "This spring water..."

"The Mysterious Heavenly Pure Spring has the effect of cleansing the marrow and transforming the body," Ye Shou smiled. "This is also one of the reasons why the Netherworld Sect covets the secret treasure."

Liu Wushuang slowly woke up, and seeing that Lin Han was unharmed, she smiled with relief: "Your poison..."

"It's off." Lin Han helped her sit up. "How are you feeling?"

"It's alright now." Liu Wushuang stood up, looked around the cave, her eyes filled with amazement, "This is the Mysterious Heavenly Treasury... even more magnificent than the legends."

Ye Shou proudly spread his arms: "This place houses the martial arts manuals, divine weapons, and miraculous elixirs accumulated by the Xuantian Sect over a thousand years. But most importantly..." He pointed to a huge portrait at the end of the cave hall, "...is the legacy of the Sect Master."

The portrait depicts a man in a blue robe carrying a sword, whose features are strikingly similar to Lin Han's, only with a touch more world-weariness and majesty.

Below the portrait is a jade box containing a bronze seal engraved with an intricate star map.

"The Mysterious Heaven Seal!" Liu Wushuang exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Shou nodded: "Exactly. This seal is not only the sect leader's token, but it's also related to a tremendous secret." His expression suddenly turned serious, "This is also why the Netherworld Sect Leader is willing to go to any lengths to obtain it."

Lin Han walked up to the portrait and suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation.

The eyes of the person in the portrait seem to come alive, meeting his gaze.

A massive influx of information flooded his mind—the complete Xuan Tian Nine Revolutions cultivation method, various lost martial arts techniques, and even some scattered fragments of memories...

He saw a man who looked remarkably like himself practicing swordsmanship under the moonlight, the sword flashing like a dragon; he saw the man strolling hand in hand with a gentle woman, who held a baby in her arms; he saw the fierce scene of the Qingcheng Sect besieging the Xuantian Sect; finally, he saw Lin Zhennan carrying the baby fight his way out of the encirclement and disappear into the night...

"Father..." Lin Han murmured, tears streaming down his face.

Ye Shou and Liu Wushuang stood quietly behind him, not disturbing this sacred moment.

After a long while, Lin Han came back to his senses, his eyes showing a newfound maturity and determination.

He turned and asked, "Uncle Ye, who exactly is the Netherworld Cult Master? Why is he so obsessed with the Profound Heaven Seal?"

Ye Shou sighed, "This is a long story. The Netherworld Cult Leader's original name was Ye Youming, and he was... the twin brother of Sect Leader Ye."

Lin Han and Liu Wushuang were both shocked.

"Twin brothers? Why have I never heard anyone mention it?"

"Because this is a scandal within the sect," Ye Shou said with a pained expression. "Ye Youming was born with a reversed meridian, unable to cultivate the orthodox martial arts of the Xuantian Sect, but instead created the Youming Evil Art. After failing to seize the position of sect leader, he was expelled from the sect and harbored resentment, which led him to collude with the Qingcheng Sect to massacre the Xuantian Sect."

Lin Han clenched his fist: "So he not only wants the Xuan Tian Seal, but also revenge?"