The Primordial Holy Land

Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.

"A cultivation technique inherent to your bloodline? Try circulating it and see."

Since the description of the Divine Fox Sacred Body hadn't mentioned this aspect, Ye Chuan hadn't known the physique would come with its own technique.

Hu Li nodded, sat cross-legged, and closed her eyes to focus her will.

Ye Chuan watched her, studying the changes in her body.

Soon, a passage of ancient and obscure text surfaced in Hu Li's mind. The characters seemed to come alive, flowing from her Sea of Consciousness into her Dantian.

As the text circulated, the vortex of spiritual energy around her surged once more. This time, the energy was far more violent than before, yet it flowed with orderly precision along specific meridians.

Red and blue spiritual power intertwined within her body—half scorching like fire, half freezing like mysterious frost. Two extreme forces merged perfectly under the mediation of the bloodline technique.

Behind her, nine pink fox tails swayed gently. The tips of the tails glowed with nine distinct faint lights: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and white, echoing the spiritual power within her body.

"Is this... a top-grade technique? No, it seems to be even above that. Seriously? Does a Gold-tier physique produce an even stronger technique?" Ye Chuan looked at the phenomena surrounding Hu Li, curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Ye Chuan cast an investigative spell on her to check the basic information.

It appeared to be the supreme technique of the Ancient Divine Fox clan, capable of invoking nine types of elemental source powers from heaven and earth. Cultivated to the extreme, the nine tails could reach the heavens, possessing power capable of destroying the world.

He hadn't expected the Divine Fox Sacred Body to awaken a heritage technique along with it.

Interesting.

A nine-tailed fox, huh?

Those fluffy tails actually felt quite soft to the touch.

Half an hour later, Hu Li slowly opened her eyes, red and blue spiritual power flashing fleetingly in her pupils.

She stood up and stretched her limbs, feeling as if her body was filled with inexhaustible strength. The spiritual power within her was several times denser than before; she had actually broken through from having no cultivation base straight to the Golden Core Realm in one go!

Her cultivation speed was even faster than his own.

"What kind of heaven-defying cultivation speed is this? Is she cheating?" Ye Chuan crossed his arms. Even when he broke through to the Golden Core, he hadn't been this efficient; he had needed to gather various materials first.

Is this stat inflation?

Is this a newbie starter pack?

Why was it so hard when I was cultivating?

"Boss, this technique... seems to be called the 'Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Art.' It says I can control nine types of power!" Hu Li said, her nine tails wagging happily, leaving trails of pink afterimages in the air.

"Mm, very good. Hmm?" Ye Chuan noticed that after Hu Li stood up, she was slightly taller than before.

Hiss, the loli seems to be disappearing.

"Put some clothes on first," Ye Chuan said, taking a set of clothes out of his backpack space.

"O-Okay, Boss!" Hu Li felt a rare twinge of shyness, hugging the clothes to cover her face, though she forgot to cover other parts.

However, Ye Chuan didn't feel much of anything.

First, he wasn't that kind of person.

Second, he preferred them bigger.

Ye Chuan continued, "This is the heritage technique of the Ancient Divine Fox. It is stronger than any technique I could find at the Treasure Pavilion. From now on, you will cultivate this. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me."

Of course, Ye Chuan hadn't cultivated this thing either, but he could still solve basic problems.

At the very least, he was better than those theoretical grandmasters.

Hu Li said joyfully, "Thank you, Boss! Hu Li will definitely cultivate hard so I can help Boss fight in the future!" As she spoke, she waved her small fist, and her nine tails perked up in coordination, putting on a 'I am very fierce' appearance.

Help me fight?

Ye Chuan was actually amused by her. He reached out and rubbed her head.

"Don't be in a rush to fight. Build a solid foundation first. Now that your physique and spiritual roots have awakened, you need a handy magic treasure. I'll forge one for you in a moment."

"Boss, wouldn't that be too expensive?"

"It doesn't matter."

Hu Li bit her lip gently, silently etching this into her heart: "Boss is the best."

If Ye Chuan wanted her to die, she would execute the order without hesitation.

Ye Chuan's current actions were, in reality, not much different from raising a death warrior.

A medicine slave with a broken body, unable to cultivate, discarded and auctioned off at will.

In Ye Chuan's hands, she could eat her fill, gained dignity, obtained the ability to cultivate, and was granted a second life.

To Hu Li, her body and soul belonged entirely to Ye Chuan.

She leaned close to Ye Chuan, gently rubbing her fluffy tails against his arm, her small face full of reliance.

...

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Qiang!"

Just as Ye Chuan was planning to make a magic treasure for Hu Li, three earth-shattering bell tolls suddenly rang out from the sky outside the shop.

The sound was not made by mortal iron; every toll contained ancient Dao rhymes. The sound pierced through the clouds and oscillated downwards, causing the city walls of Xuanjing City to buzz and vibrate. The cultivators in the city felt a roaring in their ears and a surging of their blood and qi.

"What is that?!"

"Ah! My soul feels like it's being torn apart!"

"Is... is Xuanjing City under attack? What kind of divine ability is this?!"

"Which divine being is this?!"

Immediately after, the clouds above Xuanjing City churned crazily, like ink stirred by an invisible giant hand, forming a massive vortex.

From the center of the vortex, a pressure far exceeding that of Elder Qingxuan from yesterday descended like a collapsing sky, instantly enveloping the entire city.

The pressure was not violent, but heavy and majestic, like an ancient divine mountain crushing down from above. Cultivators below the Spirit Transformation Realm were pressed flat against the ground, feeling a sharp pain in their chests even when breathing.

Even cultivators above the Spirit Transformation Realm could only barely maintain a kneeling position, their spiritual power stagnant within them.

"Hmm?" Ye Chuan naturally noticed this scene. Seeing Hu Li beside him gasping for breath under the suppression, he casually released a strand of Chaos Power to protect her.

"B-Boss? What's happening outside?"

"Who knows? Maybe someone wants to refine this city, or maybe they're coming for me?"

Ye Chuan flashed to the outside of the shop. He looked up at the sky, a playful look flashing in his eyes.

Deep within the cloud vortex, ten brilliant golden lights pierced the mist first, hovering in mid-air like ten small suns.

They were ten cultivators dressed in Daoist robes carved with intricate patterns, wearing the tokens of the Taichu Holy Land. The tokens emitted a faint golden glow.

Each of them stood straight as a pine, their auras deep as an abyss. They were surrounded by a unique Dao rhyme and rosy clouds, within which minute laws and patterns could be seen flowing.

Mahayana Realm!

It was actually ten Mahayana Realm cultivators holding the line!

The legendary realm of great power, cultivators who were practically land deities—yet ten of them had appeared at once!

Even the current City Lord, after sensing this aura, was already terrified enough to prepare his Space-Rending Seal to flee.

"The Holy Son of the Taichu Holy Land has arrived. Cultivators, bow your heads and welcome him!" The ten cultivators shouted in unison, their voices exploding like thunder, causing ripples to spread through the clouds.

Hearing this, the cultivators in the city couldn't control their bodies and hurriedly kowtowed, shouting in unison: "Welcome, Holy Son!"

A Holy Land!

It was actually that Holy Land!

And these ten Supreme Elders were merely guards?!