Following the footsteps of the Old Turtle and Feng Chenfeng, the group wound their way through the branches of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree, chatting idly for an hour before arriving at the territory of the Battle Apes.
As soon as they arrived, many Battle Apes at the peak of the Tribulation Transcendence realm came out to welcome them, bowing respectfully to the Old Turtle and the Demon Clan Patriarch, Feng Chenfeng.
"Patriarch, Senior Turtle, the Ancestor has been waiting for a long time."
Apart from their Ancestor, the strongest members of the Battle Ape clan were at the peak of the Tribulation Transcendence realm.
However, due to the special bloodline of the Battle Apes, even those at the peak of Tribulation Transcendence could hold their own against Quasi-Saint realm demons when fighting in a frenzy.
"Lead the way."
Without much formality, the group was quickly brought into a natural tree hollow.
The tree hollow was estimated to be several hundred meters high, and its solid walls emanated a soft glow, keeping the interior from being pitch black.
As they ventured deeper, everyone sensed a powerful aura gradually becoming clearer.
Before long, they arrived in front of the master of this tree hollow.
A giant ape, over a hundred meters tall, leaned against the trunk of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree. He sat there peacefully with a round belly, looking like a small mountain. His features were kind, with long, grizzled eyebrows hanging down to his jaw, and his eyes were half-closed.
His entire body radiated a formidable aura, yet it was also permeated with an aura of death.
Just like the elder guarding the Demonic Sect's scripture pavilion, or like Huangfu Wujiang, these were all signs that his lifespan was nearing its end.
This was the only remaining Battle Sacred Ape of the Battle Ape clan today.
"Senior Sun, we have arrived."
Feng Chenfeng cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.
Although he was the current Patriarch of the Demon Clan, in terms of seniority, this old Senior Battle Sacred Ape was vastly older than him, older by several eras, in fact.
"Old Sun, it hasn't been that long since we last met, how did you get so old?"
The Old Turtle looked at the Battle Sacred Ape before him, his expression somewhat wistful, feeling an infinite sense of melancholy in his heart.
Was this last old fellow from his era also about to pass away?
Sun Zhantian slightly opened his eyes, a kind smile appearing on his face, and a weathered voice came from his mouth, "Brother Xuan, do you think I'm a turtle? Being able to live this long."
His tone carried a hint of teasing.
Back in the day, his older brother Xuan Xiaotian had even taken him along to travel the Xuanhuang Realm. He didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, although this older brother looked aged, he was still full of vitality.
While he himself was nearing his end.
When it came to longevity, who on earth could outlive this guy?
"Hey, you dare to tease your older brother? Do you really think that just because your cultivation is higher than mine, you can act so presumptuously around me?"
Seeing that Sun Zhantian still had the mood to tease him, the Old Turtle Xuan Xiaotian felt his mood lift. "How much time do you have left?"
Sun Zhantian chuckled, "About a thousand years."
"..."
Listening to the conversation between the two elders, Mo Tianxiao thought this old senior was about to die. He never expected him to still have a thousand years of lifespan left. Damn, that was enough for a normal person to live ten lifetimes. As expected of demonic beasts, they sure could live long.
Sun Zhantian suddenly cast his gaze over the many juniors. As his eyes swept across them, everyone felt an immense pressure.
"Greetings, Grandpa Sun."
"Junior Mo Tianxiao pays his respects to Senior Sun."
"Junior..."
The crowd introduced themselves one by one.
Sun Zhantian simply nodded. "Huang Xiaoyao has grown so much. The last time I saw you, you were just a child."
"Chenfeng, has Huang Xiaoyao's bloodline not awakened yet?"
Sun Zhantian seemed to notice Huang Xiaoyao's condition and casually asked.
Hearing this, Feng Chenfeng looked somewhat helpless. "That senior's requirement is very strange. For him to awaken Huang Xiaoyao's bloodline, he needs..."
Speaking of this, Feng Chenfeng suddenly thought of something. His gaze suddenly fell on Mo Tianxiao, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "I almost forgot that little friend Mo is also human. I think I've figured out a way to awaken Huang Xiaoyao's bloodline, but I might need little friend Mo's help when the time comes."
"Eh?"
Mo Tianxiao was stunned. How did this involve him?
He didn't know how to awaken bloodlines.
However, thinking of the Battle Sacred Blood, he didn't dwell on it too much and said with a serious expression, "Huang Xiaoyao is my friend. If there's any need for help, I certainly won't decline."
"Hahahaha, good, then thank you, little friend Mo. Huang Xiaoyao's matter is not urgent. Let's handle little friend Mo's business first."
Feng Chenfeng informed Sun Zhantian of Mo Tianxiao's desire for the Battle Sacred Blood.
"Oh? Battle Sacred Blood... I haven't heard that term in a long time..."
Sun Zhantian's eyes glazed over as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.
After a moment of silence, Sun Zhantian focused his gaze on Mo Tianxiao, his expression turning quite serious. "What do you want to use the Battle Sacred Blood for? Tell the truth, don't try to fob me off with the excuse of body refinement."
The Battle Sacred Blood did indeed have body-refining effects for humans, but its essence was simply demonic beast essence blood. Any great demon's essence blood was a holy medicine for body refinement to humans.
Sun Zhantian would not believe that Mo Tianxiao, a human, would travel all the way to the Demon Clan's headquarters just to use Battle Sacred Blood for body refinement.
Hearing Sun Zhantian's words, everyone turned their eyes to Mo Tianxiao, waiting for his response.
And the Old Turtle spoke up even more directly, "Tell us. I'm also very curious, what exactly do you want to use the Battle Sacred Blood for, kid?"
"If it's just for body refinement, Chenfeng's blood would be much more effective than this old fellow's essence blood."
Mo Tianxiao scratched his head awkwardly, sighing inwardly that he still couldn't hide from the curiosity of these old folks.
"Actually... I came to awaken the Battle Sacred Physique..."
"Battle Sacred Physique?"
Juniors like Sun Xiaosheng had never even heard of the Battle Sacred Physique.
"Battle Sacred Physique!? You have the Battle Sacred Physique?"
Hearing the words Battle Sacred Physique, Sun Zhantian immediately stood up. His already massive body now felt like an awakening ancient behemoth, radiating an endless sense of oppression that made Mo Tianxiao feel immense pressure.
"Brat, you aren't joking, are you? The Battle Sacred Physique hasn't appeared for so many years. How could you possibly have the Battle Sacred Physique!"
The Old Turtle also didn't believe Mo Tianxiao's words.
He knew of the Battle Sacred Physique. Ever since the last possessor of the Battle Sacred Physique ascended, it hadn't appeared again for hundreds of thousands of years.
Perhaps it had appeared during that time, but because they couldn't find a way to awaken it, or didn't even know about their own constitution, they lived their lives in obscurity.
Feng Chenfeng also stared at Mo Tianxiao, surprise evident in his eyes.
Little friend Mo was Fellow Daoist Yue's disciple, had obtained the inheritance of the Netherworld Demon Emperor, and now he also had the Battle Sacred Physique? This didn't make sense, did it?
Mo Tianxiao hurriedly waved his hands and explained, "Not me, I don't have the Battle Sacred Physique. It's one of my little brothers. I came here for him."
"Little brother? Where is he? Quickly bring your little brother out and let me see!"
Sun Zhantian's face appeared somewhat anxious and quite excited.
"Uh... my little brother's cultivation is low, and he is far away in the Demon Province. Considering safety issues, I didn't bring him along."
"How did you confirm he possesses the Battle Sacred Physique? You aren't tricking us, are you?"
Old Turtle's eyes were filled with suspicion as he sized up Mo Tianxiao. He then asked Sun Zhantian, "Old Sun, if a Battle Saint Physique was standing right in front of you, would you be able to recognize it?"
"Well... if it has already awakened, I naturally could tell. But if it hasn't awakened, I wouldn't be able to see it."
At this thought, Sun Zhantian immediately felt his heart calm down.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
