Total Absorption

The incredibly dense aura of bloodline origin intertwined with the sharp energy of the treasures, causing all the elders to breathe heavily and their blood to boil.

Shock! Absolute shock!

Ecstasy! Indescribable ecstasy!

Many elders had their eyes wide open, their mouths unconsciously agape. They stared intently at the treasures floating before them, their bodies trembling slightly from excitement.

This was no longer a mere reward; it was a monumental fortune and opportunity dropping right onto their heads.

At this moment, any lingering trace of doubt, alienation, or mere awe that the elders held toward this mysterious Pavilion Master was completely washed away by this tangible, earth-shattering reward capable of altering their martial paths. It transformed into die-hard loyalty and fanatical worship.

Following such a Pavilion Master, what else was there to say?

They would brave boiling water and tread through fire without hesitation.

Gu Changyuan looked at the flushed, distorted demon faces below him, twisted by extreme shock and ecstasy, and the corners of his mouth curled into an imperceptible smile.

By employing both grace and authority, the hearts of the demons could be harnessed.

He did not let the elders wallow in their ecstasy for too long. He raised his right hand again, slightly spread his five fingers toward the empty space below, and gently pressed down.

Buzz!

A massive and complex pale gold, semi-transparent formation appeared out of thin air on the hall's floor, expanding at an astonishing speed to cover the entire hall.

This formation is called the Myriad Demon Origin Return Formation.

Gu Changyuan's voice clearly transmitted into the ears of every elder, carrying a convincing and calming power.

It can provide you with the optimal refinement environment, stabilize the energy of the demon bones, accelerate the fusion process, and protect you from external interference and inner demons during refinement. Everyone may directly complete the preliminary refinement and fusion of the Supreme Demon Bones within this formation. As for the semi-immortal artifacts, after the demon bones are refined, you may take them back to your respective caves to slowly temper and harmonize with them.

Hearing that the Pavilion Master not only bestowed heavy treasures but also thoughtfully set up an auxiliary formation, the elders felt even more grateful.

They no longer hesitated. Forcibly suppressing their excitement, they all bowed deeply toward the high platform, then impatiently sat down cross-legged, gathered their minds, and guided the Supreme Demon Bones floating before them.

They began attempting preliminary resonance and fusion with their own demon cores and bloodlines.

Having arranged for the elders, Gu Changyuan turned his gaze to the ten personal disciples standing on both sides of the high platform.

He gently waved his right hand once more.

Ten peculiar bones, more solid and flowing with the Great Dao than the Supreme Demon Bones previously bestowed upon the elders, slowly flew in front of Tushan Youyao and the other nine demons.

After explaining the effects of the Saint Bones, Gu Changyuan told them to absorb them here as well.

The demons bowed in salute. After speaking, they each sat cross-legged and began to refine the Saint Bones.

Only Tushan Youyao raised her hand and stored the Saint Bone into the storage jade pendant at her waist, making no move to sit.

Gu Changyuan watched her actions, a trace of doubt appearing in his eyes, and asked, What is wrong, Little Yao?

Tushan Youyao looked up. Seeing that all the surrounding demons were immersed in refinement and no one was paying attention to this side, her usual solemn and majestic appearance as the eldest martial sister instantly faded, and a bit of charming innocence rippled in her eyes.

She skipped over to Gu Changyuan with light steps, reached out to gently tug at his sleeve, and softly explained, Refining the Saint Bone is not urgent. It is fine to do it later. Little Yao wants to spend more time with Master, is that okay?

Gu Changyuan chuckled upon hearing this. Naturally, he would not refuse.

Seeing her Master agree, Tushan Youyao sat directly on the jade steps beside him, gently leaning her body against the armrest of his chair. She looked up at him with a pair of watery, alluring eyes filled with reliance.

Gu Changyuan raised his hand, his fingertips gently brushing over the top of her hair, softly rubbing it a few times.

At this moment, time seemed to flow backward.

She seemed to have turned back into that little fox who had just been picked up from the cold pool by her Master, still in shock, wary of everything, yet instinctively coveting this warmth and sense of security.

Back then, her Master would often sit in a rattan rocking chair, looking at the distant mountains and the setting sun.

And she would sit quietly on the footstool beside the rocking chair, just like now, or simply lean against the side like this, looking up at her Master's calm profile, feeling the warmth of his palm landing on her head.

During their time alone, Tushan Youyao chattered to Gu Changyuan about the trivial matters of the past thousand years. She spoke of how the Heavenly Demon Pavilion rose step by step, how the ten junior brothers and sisters fought side by side, and how the layout of the Demon Realm changed.

She also mentioned that she had taken in a disciple named Tushan Hanyan, who had the exact same experience as her, with white hair and a white tail, ostracized by the Tushan clan, and even bore a bit of resemblance to her younger self between the brows.

Gu Changyuan listened quietly, occasionally responding with a few words.

Time quietly slipped away amid the soft whispers.

It was not until the nearly four hundred originally violently fluctuating demon auras in the assembly hall gradually became steady and vigorous. Most of the elders had completed the preliminary fusion of the Supreme Demon Bones and entered the stage of consolidation and slow absorption.

Only then did Gu Changyuan bring Tushan Youyao to stand up and return to the residence on the top floor of the Heavenly Demon Tower.

The three women, Ye Qingxue, Bai Ling'er, and Yue Lingxi, had not rested and had been waiting in the quiet room.

Seeing Gu Changyuan return, they immediately stood up to welcome him.

Seeing this, Gu Changyuan waved his hand, and three Saint Bones appeared before the three women. He set up a small refinement formation for them to absorb together.

Tushan Youyao nodded, sat cross-legged with the three women, and channeled the power of the formation to begin refining the Saint Bone. Before long, all four of them entered a state of deep meditation.

Gu Changyuan nodded in satisfaction. His gaze swept across the room; Gu Xing'er was already sleeping soundly on the soft couch.

And the snow fox cub named Xiaobai was lying in a small basket lined with soft cushions. The pale silver spiritual domain around its body flickered slightly, seemingly cultivating or growing on its own.

With nothing to do, all his close disciples having entered a state of cultivation, Gu Changyuan suddenly remembered the little grand-disciple Tushan Youyao had mentioned, Tushan Hanyan.

I should go see that child, tease my grand-disciple along the way, and pass this rare leisure time.

Thinking this, he gently picked up Xiaobai, his figure flashed, and he disappeared from the top floor's quiet room.

The next moment, he appeared on the very top floor of the First Pavilion, Tushan Youyao's exclusive area.

The layout here was elegant, with purple and white as the main tones. Gauze curtains hung lightly, and incense smoke curled upward.

By a massive carved window that offered a bird's-eye view of most of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion's scenery, a young girl in a white dress, with fluffy white fox ears and a large, bushy tail, was sitting on the windowsill.

With her back to the door, her feet dangled out the window, swaying gently.

Resting her chin in her hands, she looked up at the distant sea of clouds and the rolling demon mountains, seemingly lost in thought. Her long white hair fluttered gently in the breeze.

It was exactly Tushan Hanyan, whom Gu Changyuan was looking for.