True Martial World - Chapter 1297: Clear Lunar Island

"Oh? Combat Sacred Body?" Yi Yun's heart stirred when he heard that. He knew that Old Snake's Combat Sacred Body was a powerful technique. He had seen the battle between Old Snake and the Myriad God Patriarch with his own eyes. It was a dazzling scene, as though a god of war had descended.

"Hehe, Kid, I know that after you obtained the Dragon Emperor Technique, you probably feel elated with success. You won't think highly of ordinary cultivation techniques, but this Combat Sacred Body of mine is not a cultivation technique but a mystic art!"

"This mystic art is the greatest opportunity I have chanced upon in my life. The cultivation technique I cultivated in can’t exactly be considered a good one. It’s at the level of the 'Ten Thousand Fey Divine Canon.’ If I had something good, why would I be so eager to obtain the Dragon Emperor Technique? But when I combined this ordinary cultivation technique with Combat Sacred Body, it gave me the ability to challenge a Godly Monarch!"

"Challenge a Godly Monarch?" Yi Yun gasped deeply.

"It was all in the past." Old Snake shook his head. He seemed somewhat wistful recalling the glorious days before he was injured.

Yi Yun remained silent. He knew how much Old Snake yearned to reach the peak of martial arts. He had suffered a serious injury and experienced a drop in cultivation realms as a result. Perhaps, he had lost all hope of seeking the peak of martial arts. It would have been understandable considering the setback Old Snake received.

Old Snake believed that the Dragon Emperor Technique would be a turning point for him. Unfortunately, the Dragon Emperor Technique demanded the cultivator to have vibrant vital potential. With Old Snake's advanced age, it was difficult for his cultivation to bear much fruit.

Yi Yun secretly decided that if he could become a Godly Monarch, he would seek out means to help Old Snake and cure him of his injuries.

"I previously mentioned that the Combat Sacred Body is extraordinary because it augments other cultivation techniques. In the martial world, there are many kinds of cultivation techniques but there are very few mystic arts!"

"If powers exercised from a cultivation technique have a might of ten, then when augmented by my Combat Sacred Body, their might can become more than ten or even several tens! Of course, the higher grade the cultivation technique, the harder it is for Combat Sacred Body to enhance it. Perhaps it would only enhance the might by twenty to thirty percent. But for top cultivation techniques, just twenty or thirty percent is a staggering increase!" Old Snake said proudly.
Yi Yun fully understood what he was getting at. For example, if the Dragon Emperor Technique was enhanced by ten percent, just that ten percent was already more powerful than an ordinary cultivation technique that was enhanced by tens of times.

"Kid, watch carefully. How much you can comprehend depends on your perception. This Combat Sacred Body isn't easy to learn. If you can't pick it up, then even spending hundreds or thousands of years would be pointless. And even those who can pick it up have to go through an arduous process just to obtain a little success!"

As Old Snake spoke, golden light burst out of his body. The way to teach Combat Sacred Body was very unique. Typical cultivation techniques came with textual manuals, but Combat Sacred Body had none. It required the teacher to demonstrate it directly. This also limited the heritage of the Combat Sacred Body. Such a mystic art could easily be lost to time.

Back when Old Snake learned the Combat Sacred Body, he had entered an ancient battlefield. There, the worldly laws had naturally recorded the scenes of ancient Godly Monarchs battling. Old Snake spent a century on that ancient battlefield and through watching the battle projections, he learned the Combat Sacred Body!

…

Time passed until, in a blink of an eye, it was summer. The Myriad God Ridge's main peak was filled with an abundance of greenery, with fields of flowers vying to be the prettiest. The array formation that had been stopped was reactivated, and Jade Emperor Palace was being rebuilt. The Myriad God Ridge appeared to be flourishing.

For the past few months, the Myriad God Ridge closed itself to outsiders to settle its internal affairs. It no longer held disciple recruitment drives.

Yi Yun also moved out of Sunken Moon Tower and into Jade Emperor Palace. The palace that symbolized the highest power and authority in Myriad God Ridge had been rebuilt with Mystic Numinous White Jade. All the Myriad God Ridge Elders had gone to great effort to ensure that Yi Yun was satisfied with the reconstruction of Jade Emperor Palace.

They carefully enshrined Yi Yun, who was the true owner. They were a lot more subservient than they were to Myriad God Patriarch, afraid that their days would be miserable the moment they displeased Yi Yun.

Yi Yun stayed in the Jade Emperor Palace for no other reason than that he needed space to control the Ascending Dragon Cauldron. The Sunken Moon Tower was too small while there was a gigantic square in front of Jade Emperor Palace. It gave enough room for the Ascending Dragon Cauldron to fly around easily.

For half a year, Yi Yun was still unable to store the Ascending Dragon Cauldron in his body. He felt helpless for he knew that the Dragon Emperor bloodline in him was not pure enough.

Although he was already the owner of the Ascending Dragon Cauldron, he was still far from being able to fully control the Ascending Dragon Cauldron.

Just a month ago, Yi Yun had managed to barely use his will to shrink the Ascending Dragon Cauldron to a foot tall, allowing him to keep it in his interspatial ring. That was his limit.

The Ascending Dragon Cauldron was not to be underestimated. Every time he stored it in his interspatial ring, Yi Yun would feel the interspatial ring tremble as though the space within could not withstand it.

"From the looks of it, my bloodline is still inadequate. I need to remedy this as fast as possible. To cultivate the Dragon Emperor Technique, I must raise the purity of my bloodline."

Yi Yun made his plans. In fact, over the past half year, Yi Yun had been cultivating the Dragon Emperor Technique and Combat Sacred Body while also practicing his control of the Ascending Dragon Cauldron.

When it came to his cultivation of the Combat Sacred Body, Old Snake's jaw nearly dropped.

Old Snake had previously mentioned that very few people could cultivate the Combat Sacred Body, that it would be useless no matter how much one worked at it if they lacked talent. Even those with talent had to cultivate for at least ten years.

But in the past half year, Yi Yun was already able to inject the golden light into his arms and produce a portion of the Combat Sacred Body's might. Although he was still found lacking when compared to Old Snake, his achievements could be used in actual combat. This was already the 'little success' that Old Snake had previously mentioned.

However, Yi Yun found it normal. Old Snake's Combat Sacred Body was masculine in nature, it aligned with Yang. Hence, it was only suitable for men. And with Yi Yun cultivating pure Yang laws and having a Nine-treasured Dao Palace, along with his high perception, he cultivated it for double the results with half the effort.

But Old Snake nearly could not accept it. The kid was great at making others feel puny. Back on the ancient battlefield, Old Snake was a high-spirited and peerless youth with excellent talent. Yet he spent a hundred years to comprehend the Combat Sacred Body. He was much slower than Yi Yun.

"From the looks of it, through my demonstrations, the Combat Sacred Body has already turned increasingly profound but easy to master. I have simplified the esoteric aspects of it! It was all because I gave such a good demonstration that you comprehended it so quickly," Old Snake said as he held his chin while looking at the almost blindingly golden light that shimmered from Yi Yun's arms.

Yi Yun was amused but he did not rebut him. As long as the old man was happy.

However, Yi Yun was somewhat interested in the ancient battlefield that Old Snake had previously mentioned.

He believed that if he could watch the clash between two ancient Godly Monarchs, he would definitely benefit immensely. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

The Combat Sacred Body he cultivated was, in the end, derived from Old Snake's own comprehensions. If he saw the projections in person, he would probably gain more. It would also be truer to the actual Combat Sacred Body.

However, gaining entry to that ancient battlefield was not easy and not something he should have been thinking of at present.

There were many things Yi Yun needed to do. Just the cultivation of the Dragon Emperor Technique took up a lot of Yi Yun’s time and effort.

Besides, Yi Yun also planned on heading to the Seven Desolates to confirm the news regarding Lin Xintong.

The Seven Desolates was Bai Yueyin's territory. He did not know what Bai Yueyin's cultivation level was, but she was definitely at a realm much higher than his. Yi Yun had a premonition that searching for Lin Xintong in the Seven Desolates would not be a simple task. In front of the massive entity known as the White Lunar Divine Empire, his strength was paltry. Every increase in his strength added a level of safety.

As Yi Yun was pondering over the matter, Duanmu Qingwen walked over. She gave a casual bow and said, "Young Master, an ambassador from Clear Lunar Island wishes to visit."

Although Yi Yun was already sect master, Duanmu Qingwen was used to calling Yi Yun young master. Her impression of Yi Yun was just too different from that of the typical old-looking sect master.

"Oh? Clear Lunar Island…"

Yi Yun naturally knew of the Clear Lunar Island. In the Calm Seas, there were a few powerful factions. Three of them, the Myriad God Ridge, Clear Lunar Island, and the Heavenly Pivot Chapter were equal. Ranked after them was the White Rock Conservatory.

Clear Lunar Island was situated in the vast sea and was based on a single island that spanned about five hundred kilometers. Among the few powerful factions, the Clear Lunar Island had the fewest disciples, numbering a few thousand.

However, the few thousand disciples were specially selected. Any random disciple of theirs would have talent most Myriad God Ridge inner-sect disciples could not compare with.

"What is the purpose of the Clear Lunar Island's visit?"

"That I do not know… Young Master, you are sect master so Elder Sun got me to inform you."

Yi Yun stroked his chin. Indeed, although he had become Myriad God Ridge's sect master, he had yet to act as one. Other than living in Jade Emperor Palace, he was usually cultivating in seclusion. Any matters pertaining to running the Myriad God Ridge were left to the various Grand Elders.

However, for a sect that was Myriad God Ridge's equal to send ambassadors, the discussions could not be only left to the Elders. He still needed to be kept in the loop.

"Qingwen, let Elder Sun make the arrangements."

True Martial World - Chapter 1296: Huan Chenxue's Entrustment

Over the past half-year, Sunken Moon Tower had been in a state of lockdown. There were many guards still stationed outside Sunken Moon Tower, under Myriad God Sect Master's orders, that previously watched Sunken Moon Tower and prevented Yi Yun from leaving.

At that moment, the guards saw Yi Yun approaching them on the cauldron, and felt stifled simply by the Ascending Dragon Cauldron's tumultuous might.

They had heard Song Zhanchen's words too. Although they were unsure what had happened, it was clearly not the time for them to be asking questions about the matter. They immediately bowed to the approaching Yi Yun. "Greetings, Sect Master."

At that moment, they were feeling uneasy. Over the past half-year, there was no lack of instances where they made things difficult for Yi Yun. If Yi Yun was irked by them, they were in for a world of trouble.

Yi Yun ignored them and went directly inside Sunken Moon Tower.

"Young Master…"

Duanmu Qingwen came forward the moment Yi Yun landed. She was delighted simply by Yi Yun’s return but she never expected Yi Yun to suddenly become Myriad God Ridge's sect master. Furthermore, all the important figures in Myriad God Ridge were treating him with awe and respect.

"Boom!"

The Ascending Dragon Cauldron landed heavily in Sunken Moon Tower's yard, filling its entirety.

Back when she was recruited, Duanmu Qingwen had attempted to awaken the Ascending Dragon Cauldron with her blood. The cauldron’s draconic aura left the sort of impression that made her want to submit to it.

"Sorry for making you suffer for half a year," said Yi Yun as he jumped down from the Ascending Dragon Cauldron. He still lacked the ability to hide the Ascending Dragon Cauldron in his body.

Yi Yun knew that Duanmu Qingwen had accompanied him in his confinement for half a year and suffered tremendous stress. After all, there were rumors that said that Yi Yun would be eventually executed.

As Yi Yun's maidservant, Duanmu Qingwen's outcome would likely have been tragic once something happened to him. Zuoyan Xiaoyu was a clear precedent. Some people would vent their anger on the people around Yi Yun when they failed to get revenge on Yi Yun.

Yi Yun beckoned with his hand as the God Advent Tower appeared out of thin air. Following that, a figure flew out of the pagoda, landing beside Duanmu Qingwen.

The girl was none other than Zuoyan Xiaoyu. Duanmu Qingwen was stunned when she saw Zuoyan Xiaoyu. "Xiaoyu, are you alright? Did Young Master… save you?"

Duanmu Qingwen was extremely shocked. She had previously heard that Zuoyan Xiaoyu had been taken away by the Song and Zhang families and believed that her outcome was likely grim. She never expected to see a completely fine Zuoyan Xiaoyu standing right before her.

"Yea, I killed Song Bowen and Zhang Wuchen back then and saved Xiaoyu. As my killing of them couldn't exactly be made public, I hid Xiaoyu away."

Yi Yun explained the whole situation in a few words, causing Duanmu Qingwen’s mouth to go agape. The situation of the time was a perilous one. It seemed like it would be impossible to save Zuoyan Xiaoyu.

However, on careful thought, Yi Yun had almost instantly become the Myriad God Sect Master. If he could make such an inconceivable thing happen, then killing Song Bowen and Zhang Wuchen millions of miles away did not seem so crazy in comparison.

"From this day forth, the two of you can stay in Sunken Moon Tower together. If the both of you are interested, you can learn the Myriad God Ridge's cultivation techniques. I will be entering seclusion for some time," Yi Yun said simply. With Yi Yun's present position, Duanmu Qingwen and Zuoyan Xiaoyu would no longer be bullied. It was even likely that people would rush to fawn over them and place them on pedestals.

As for the Myriad God Ridge's cultivation techniques, Yi Yun thought nothing of them after obtaining the Dragon Emperor Technique. However, to the two girls, they were supreme cultivation techniques.

Zuoyan Xiaoyu and Duanmu Qingwen were immediately overjoyed as they said with a bow, "Thank you, Young Master, for your generosity!"

When they were recruited into the Myriad God Ridge, they were only outer-sect disciples. The perks they lacked stood in stark comparison with those of the core disciples. The cultivation techniques they cultivated in were only the more crude and trivial techniques of the Myriad God Ridge. They never expected to receive such an opportunity.

Duanmu Qingwen was extremely curious as to how Yi Yun had become Myriad God Sect Master. However, before she could ask, Yi Yun entered the Ascending Dragon Cauldron in a flash.

Now that he had the Ascending Dragon Cauldron, he no longer needed a seclusion chamber.

…

At that moment, in the wide open space of the Ascending Dragon Cauldron's interior, there was an old man sitting in a corner. He was focused on reading the nine engravings of the True Dragon.

Previously, Old Snake had ripped open space and led the crowd back to the Myriad God Ridge from the pocket world. Just traveling through the spatial turbulence took them nearly a month.

Throughout that month, Old Snake stayed inside the Ascending Dragon Cauldron to study the Dragon Emperor Technique.

He was already completely immersed in the Dragon Emperor Technique's laws and was almost in a trance-like state.

He originally had the Soaring Serpent bloodline and the loss of his ancestral heritage left him unsettled. But even the Soaring Serpent's ancestral heritage was far inferior to the Dragon Emperor Technique.

Although the Dragon Emperor Technique was profound and intricate, it was too difficult for Old Snake to cultivate in.

"What a pity…" Old Snake muttered to himself. "The Dragon Emperor Technique is partially a cultivation technique that opens up one's vital potential. Furthermore, to refine the relic, a large number of divine treasures need to be gathered. If I were to try and cultivate it now, I will have started too late… More than half of my lifespan has been depleted and there's little left of my vital potential. And worst of all, I was once seriously injured. This makes it even harder for me to cultivate the Dragon Emperor Technique…"

Old Snake sighed. He was engrossed in reading the Dragon Emperor Technique but the various limitations left him disappointed.

"Senior, is there no way to cultivate it at all?" Upon hearing Old Snake's words, Yi Yun found himself pitying the old man. Old Snake had gone through so much effort for so long to obtain the Dragon Emperor Technique. He had even done all the work in the final battle with Myriad God Patriarch. He had paid quite a sizable price but, in the end, he could not cultivate in it at all. The old geezer was quite a tragic figure.

"I should be able to cultivate a little of it, but at best I can only cultivate ten to twenty percent. I wouldn't be able to cultivate a dragon. Completing the Soaring Serpent volume and cultivating an ancient Soaring Serpent bloodline would be the most I could do."

Old Snake shook his head. Perhaps to him, obtaining the Dragon Emperor Technique was mostly a sentimental thought.

"Senior, if you need any pills or relics, I can provide some assistance. I'm rather confident in my knowledge of alchemy," offered Yi Yun. Yi Yun was confident he could successfully refine most of the pills required by the Dragon Emperor Technique as long as the ingredients were available.

Old Snake laughed and said, "There's no need for that for the time being. Kid, although the Dragon Emperor Technique is good, it's simply cultivating the physical body to stimulate one's vital potential! Your nomological insights are extremely deep and your Heart of the Sword is very powerful. But you are lacking when it comes to your usage of Yuan Qi. You have probably never come in contact with such techniques. Didn't you ask me previously what that lass, Chenxue, wrote in her letter to me?" Old Snake asked. Yi Yun’s ears pricked up. The letter was written in a language that Yi Yun had never seen before or recognize.

"That lass Chenxue gave me an overview of your past experiences. She had also analyzed the weaknesses in your cultivation. Having seen my best skill, she exhorted me to teach you the Combat Sacred Body."

True Martial World - Chapter 1295: Returning to Myriad God Ridge

When the Myriad God Patriarch took Yi Yun and all of the elders of the Myriad God Ridge away, the sect was leaderless. The Jade Emperor Palace had suddenly collapsed and many Myriad God Ridge disciples were unsure of what had happened.

Over the past few days, under the outer sect Elder's leadership, the collapsed Jade Emperor Palace’s wreckage was gradually cleared. Many people were worried that the Myriad God Ridge had been attacked. With all the Myriad God Ridge's upper echelons disappearing and the power shockwave that came from the spatial teleportation array, they guessed that the upper echelons of the Myriad God Ridge had gone to fight an intense battle with an unknown enemy.

Quite some time had passed but there was no news of that battle. Even the battlefield was unknown. It left many people uneasy.

Then, one day, energy gathered in the sky above the Myriad God Ridge. Spatial dimension laws became chaotic as a result.

"Boom!"

The sky suddenly tore apart with a massive maelstrom appearing out of nowhere. Chaotic spatial storms surged out of the vortex.

"What is happening?"

The Myriad God Ridge's disciples had a drastic change in expression as they saw the Myriad God Ridge Elders appear from the vortex. They realized that it was a spatial passageway.

"The Elders are back!"

"Haha, they have finally returned safely. That's wonderful."

Many people heaved a sigh of relief. Those who had gone were the backbone of the Myriad God Ridge so if anything bad happened to them, the Myriad God Ridge would be finished. The ordinary disciples would also lose any protection they were conferred with and their good days would be over.

"I see my family head!" a junior from the Song family cried out. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Song Zhanchen return safely. Talk was going around that the Song family was in a precarious situation. It could not endure another loss.

At that moment, there was a loud boom. The spatial passageway that had been opened trembled as a gigantic bronze cauldron flew out. It was extremely heavy and its motions seemed to be something the spatial passageway could not withstand.

"Ascending Dragon Cauldron!" The Myriad God Ridge disciples naturally recognized the cauldron.

"Eh? Why don't I see Sect Master?" someone asked.

People noticed that the Myriad God Sect Master was not among the entering crowd. Myriad God Patriarch had disappeared but that wasn't a surprise. The patriarch was always mysterious in his comings and goings, but it was strange that the Myriad God Sect Master had not returned.

Furthermore, they were baffled that they could clearly see a youth stepping on the cauldron's lid, using it as his ride.

"Isn't that Yi Yun?" someone exclaimed.

The Ascending Dragon Cauldron was the cornerstone treasure of the Myriad God Ridge. Typically, they would all pay homage to the Ascending Dragon Cauldron as though it was a god. But now, Yi Yun was stepping on the Ascending Dragon Cauldron. How could they not be surprised?

However, despite him standing on the Ascending Dragon Cauldron, the Elders present seemed to turn a blind eye. Instead, they circled around Yi Yun as though they were a myriad of stars surrounding the moon. It left everyone present dumbfounded.

What the hell was happening?

"Young Master Yi has returned safely too…"

In Sunken Moon Tower, Duanmu Qingwen watched the scene from afar. She heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Yi Yun finally return. She had been constantly worried that trouble would befall Yi Yun since he had been imprisoned for such a long period of time. Numerous people in Myriad God Ridge yearned to see Yi Yun suffer.

"Family Head, what's happening?" asked Song family member. They had previously heard through the grapevine that Myriad God Patriarch had imprisoned Yi Yun and would execute him. They were looking forward to Yi Yun's execution as a way to avenge the Song family. But now, Yi Yun appeared alive and well. He was even stepping on the Ascending Dragon Cauldron.

"Family Head, why does that little bastard Yi Yun dare to step on the Ascending Dragon Cauldron…"

A middle-aged man from the Song family went forward and spoke to Song Zhanchen. This middle-aged man was someone that Yi Yun knew, actually. He was manager Song, in charge of the Myriad God Ridge's core disciple district's Miscellaneous Chores Department. Back then, he had transferred Zuoyan Xiaoyu away from the Sunken Moon Tower and arranged for her to be Zhang Wuchen and Song Bowen's maidservant. Yi Yun had gone to the Miscellaneous Chores Department to inquire about the transfer and he played dumb. In the end, he was brutally beaten up by Yi Yun, making him disfigured. He spent a lot of herbs and half a year's time to finally recover. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

Song Yuanpin held a grudge for the humiliation of being beaten. He was waiting for an opportunity to seek revenge. He originally felt that it would happen soon, but this new, strange scene left him depressed.

Due to the odd nature of the matter, he had suppressed his voice. He did not dare to directly lash out. Only Song Zhanchen could hear him.

He originally believed his family head would tell him the reason, but he never expected that Song Zhanchen's expression would sink the moment he heard his words!

"You darn slave with eyes at the back of your head! What nonsense are you spouting! You must have a death wish!"

As Song Zhanchen spoke, he suddenly took a step forward and slapped Song Yuanpin in the face!

"Pa!"

The crisp sound of flesh and skin colliding was heard as Song Yuanpin cried out in pain. His body flew up for Song Zhanchen's slap was too ruthless. Song Yuanpin was spinning like a top in midair and even the flesh on one side of his face had been slapped into mush.

Before Song Yuanpin landed, Song Zhanchen took another step forward and kicked out, striking Song Yuanpin in the abdomen.

"Peng!"

Song Yuanpin cried out tragically and spewed a mouthful of blood. His body flew out tens of meters away, slamming heavily into a wall.

"Boom!"

The granite walls trembled as blood splattered on them. Song Yuanpin had been knocked dizzy by Song Zhanchen. His body slipped down from the wall and he was seeing double. He couldn't make out anything clearly.

He could not understand what was wrong with the words he said. Why was he brutally beaten by his family head? It wasn’t even this bad back when Yi Yun brutally beat him up. He clearly sensed that his dantian had cracked from the family head's kick. It was truly a bad beating. His pitiful self had just recovered from his injuries and now he was going to be bedridden again. This time, he would be bedridden for at least a year.

The sudden act of brutality made everyone go silent. They looked at Song Zhanchen in shock, unsure why he had suddenly beaten up someone from his own Song family.

"Listen up!" Song Zhanchen spoke. "From this day forth, Young Master Yi will be the new sect master of the Myriad God Ridge! And from this day forth, the Myriad God Ridge will only have a sect master and no patriarch. The sect master will wield the highest authority in the Myriad God Rudge! In the future, all of you are to listen to Young Master Yi's instructions. Anyone who slights Young Master Yi will be dealt with according to the sect's rules. Don’t ask for mercy, for this punishment is already considered light."

Song Zhanchen had infused his voice with Yuan Qi, allowing it to reach every corner of the main peak.

When everyone heard it, they were petrified. None of them dared to believe their ears!

Yi Yun was the new sect master of the Myriad God Ridge!?

Furthermore, the Myriad God Ridge would only have a sect master and no more patriarch!?

Was Song Zhanchen mad?

The Myriad God Patriarch held an esteemed position. He held weight across the entire Calm Sea! Even if the Myriad God Patriarch had stepped down, Song Zhanchen could not just declare that the Myriad God Ridge would only have a sect master and no patriarch from that day forth!

Furthermore, why would Myriad God Patriarch hand the position to Yi Yun?

If he wanted to hand it over, he should have handed it to Feng Yunyang. Speaking of Feng Yunyang, where was he?

The people could not see any signs of Feng Yunyang. And when they noticed how the Elders present had not objected to or protested to Song Zhanchen's words, as though they were silently admitting to what he said, the Myriad God Ridge disciples were completely dumbfounded. They felt like that they were experiencing a crazy and ridiculous dream.

"What are you standing around in a daze for? Quickly bow to our new sect master!"

Song Zhanchen urged them. However, people reacted slowly to his exhortation. They could not accept such a reality.

"Did you not hear what I said?"

Song Zhanchen suddenly went forward and struck out twice with his fists. Another two Song family members were launched like rubber balls. Those that had stayed behind in the Myriad God Ridge were weaker disciples, so how could they withstand Song Zhanchen's attacks?

They were beaten so badly that they spewed large amounts of blood.

Seeing Song Zhanchen burning with killing intent, someone cleverly and frantically bowed. He said, "Greetings, Sect Master!"

Although they were unsure as to what had happened, things had already developed this far. If they did not bow, they would be beaten by Song Zhanchen. It was unknown why Song Zhanchen had suddenly become the loyal subordinate of Yi Yun. He did not show any mercy in his attacks.

"Greetings, Sect Master…"

Everyone began to bow.

Yi Yun felt a little speechless when he saw so many people bow before him. All he wanted was to return to the Myriad God Ridge. He never expected to see such a scene happen. He had never mentioned anything about a new sect master. It was all Song Zhanchen's own decision.

Perhaps due to the existence of the slave mark, Song Zhanchen had completely submitted to Yi Yun. The current scene must have been a result of this. It made Yi Yun sigh. A slave mark was truly oppressive!

Yi Yun did not think much of his new position of sect master. He was not interested in any of the formalities. He said, "There's no need for all these formalities. Do whatever you need to do. You are dismissed."

With that said, Yi Yun flew towards Sunken Moon Tower with the Ascending Dragon Cauldron beneath his feet.

True Martial World - Chapter 1294: Origins Royal Seal

When the various Myriad God Ridge disciples saw how the two Elders, Song Zhanchen and Zhang Tianxing, were being mind-controlled, they felt a creeping sense of dread. They secretly celebrated the fact that, although they were hostile towards Yi Yun, they did not go so far as to lose all decorum with him. The Song and Zhang families set an example for what would happen if they did. Song Zhanchen and Zhang Tianxing had to sacrifice themselves just to barely ensure that their family clans would not be destroyed.

For warriors, death was preferable to becoming the soul slave of another person. Even if it did not last for all eternity, a hundred thousand years still dealt a huge impact to one’s martial heart. Losing so much time would cost them any further cultivation breakthroughs in the future.

After Yi Yun was done with everything, he suddenly realized that two gray dots of light were floating from the dead Myriad God Sect Master and old woman's corpses.

These dots of light resembled two marks. The marks had dim lusters and they were beginning to dissipate into the surroundings as though they would soon vanish.

"This is…"

Yi Yun was slightly taken aback.

"They are Divine Lord Royal Seals," Old Snake said nonchalantly.

When Yi Yun heard that, he felt a jolt through his heart. "Divine Lord Royal Seals!? You mean to say that they are naturally formed from the worldly laws?"

Yi Yun long knew of Divine Lord Royal Seals. The difference, strength wise, between a Divine Lord with a Divine Lord Royal Seal and one without was great. In the entire Myriad God Ridge, only the Myriad God Sect Master and the old woman had Divine Lord Royal Seals.

When he heard Yi Yun's words, Old Snake rolled his eyes and said, "How can a divine item formed from the worldly laws be so easily obtained? It’s like how you previously thought that the 'Ten Thousand Fey Divine Canon' and the 12 Empyrean Heavens' divine canons were formed naturally from the heaven and earth. That’s nothing but rumors!"

"Rumors?" Yi Yun's heart skipped a beat.

Old Snake shook his head and said, "There are Divine Lord Royal Seals that are condensed naturally from the worldly laws, but they are extremely few in number. They are very rare and nearly impossible to come by. So how could these two fogies have obtained one? Even if they did, they would have been snatched away by the Myriad God Patriarch."

"The Divine Lord Royal Seals that typical Divine Lords fuse with can be categorized into two types. One is formed by the warrior over a period of time after they break through to the Divine Lord realm. The value of these Divine Lord Royal Seals depends on the strength of the person who condensed it. The weaker their nomological insights, the weaker the condensed Divine Lord Royal Seal. Many Divine Lord Royal Seals are unstable, to begin with. When their owners die, they begin dissipating. The two Divine Lord Royal Seals you currently see are examples of that."

"As for the second type, they are condensed by ancient mighty figures. When they broke through to the Divine Lord realm, the laws within them condensed into a Divine Lord Royal Seal. These Divine Lord Royal Seals become perfectly structured thanks to the laws. As a result, even after the creators pass away, the seals can be preserved for tens of millions of years or even hundreds of millions of years! Especially a Godly Monarch's royal seal. Many times, the competition over a Godly Monarch Royal Seal can stir up a bloody storm."

Yi Yun was dumbstruck for a moment when he heard Old Snake's explanation. So that was the case.

It was understandable on further thought. Divine Lord Royal Seals as he knew them were formed naturally from the worldly laws and the royal seals that belonged to ancient mighty figures could exist for a very long period of time. To typical warriors, tens or hundreds of millions of years was equivalent to eternity. Therefore, it was easy for the common warrior to have the misconception that seals were condensed from worldly laws from ancient times.

From the looks of it, Azure Yang Lord had used a royal seal left behind by an ancient mighty figure and not a royal seal that was naturally condensed from the worldly laws. Otherwise, Bai Yueyin would have long taken away his Divine Lord Royal Seal. How could she have let it be taken away by Azure Yang Lord's enemy?

"Senior, these Divine Lord Royal Seals that ancient mighty figures condense may have perfect laws but they are ultimately someone else's. Isn't there a problem when fusing with one?"

Upon hearing Yi Yun's inquiry, Old Snake chuckled. "I know what you are thinking, Kid. You aren't wrong, what belongs to others is ultimately theirs. There will be all sorts of problems in trying to fuse with one. If you have the ability to condense one that matches or even exceeds the Divine Lord Royal Seals of ancient mighty figures, it will naturally be best to use your own."

"But how many people are capable of doing that? Feel free to challenge yourself!" It was a rare instance of Old Snake commending Yi Yun. "However, even if you can produce a perfect Divine Lord Royal Seal, it would probably still be inferior to an Origins Royal Seal that is naturally condensed from the worldly laws!"

"The Origins Royal Seal is truly rare. Obtaining one is fated according to the creator! Furthermore, an Origins Royal Seal does not conflict with a Divine Lord Royal Seal you condense yourself. A warrior can have more than one Divine Lord Royal Seal and the more they fuse with, the stronger they become. Of course, you must have the ability to fuse with that many royal seals."

As Old Snake spoke, he patted Yi Yun on the shoulder, "Kid, I think highly of you. When the time comes, get a few Origins Royal Seals and honor this old man with one. I'll be able to share in your glory."

Yi Yun rolled his eyes when he heard Old Snake's words. The old fellow had just spoken a few things of importance before he began degenerating back to his flippant self.

"Don't roll your eyes. The Sinkhole has many opportunities. There are Godly Monarch Royal Seals left behind by ancient Godly Monarchs and there are true Origins Royal Seals. These can all be found in the Sinkhole. This is also why all the true experts in the 12 Empyrean Heavens choose to enter the Sinkhole at some point."

Old Snake's words enlightened Yi Yun. He did know of many experts that had gone to the Sinkhole.

In the history that Azure Yang Lord left behind, each Empyrean Heaven had seventy-two Divine Lords.

But later, when Yi Yun reached the Yang God Empyrean Heaven, he noticed that there were not that many Divine Lords. Ignoring the Central State Divine Territory, even the Myriad Divine Territory which was considered the core trading center of the Yang God Empyrean Heaven did not have Divine Lords that had truly fused with a Divine Lord Royal Seal. Among the people Yi Yun had met, only Huan Chenxue's old servant, Elder Mo, seemed to be a real Divine Lord.

If he could really obtain an Origins Royal Seal in the Sinkhole, it would be perfect.

With this thought in mind, Yi Yun sighed gently. A genius like Azure Yang Lord was still limited by his realm and knowledge even back then. The 'Yang God Manual' and the Divine Lord Royal Seal that he treasured greatly were actually things that Bai Yueyin did not think highly of.

"I can be considered Azure Yang Lord's successor. I shall resolve all of Azure Yang Lord's regrets in his place." With this thought in mind, Yi Yun's will grew stronger.

"Senior, let's return to the Myriad God Ridge first."

"Alright!"

"By the way, what happened to Myriad God Patriarch's corpse?" How many Divine Lord Royal Seals did he fuse with?"

Yi Yun recalled the Myriad God Patriarch. If he had an ancient mighty figure's Divine Lord Royal Seal, it might be useful to sell it if he can’t use it.

Old Snake shook his head. "That old bastard was seriously injured. In my final strike, he appeared to be disintegrated. All I found were some remains of a corpse."

"Remains of a corpse?" Yi Yun's brows pricked up. "Are you sure that the corpse belonged to that undying old fart?"

"Probably. I can't think of any ability of his that can survive my final strike. Besides… the two soul slaves of that undying old fart are dead too. By the way, isn’t this yours?"

Old Snake threw an interspatial ring to Yi Yun. It was a brand new interspatial ring. Yi Yun's interspatial ring had shattered during the battle, but since the space within the interspatial ring was an alternate space, the items within were preserved even when the ring shattered.

With a thought, Yi Yun immediately sank his perception into the interspatial ring. An ice-blue sword appeared in Yi Yun's hand the next moment.

It was Mirage Snow!

With the Mirage Snow sword in hand, Yi Yun heaved a sigh of relief. "I finally have it back in my possession."

The sword had been given to him by Huan Chenxue. It meant a lot to her and if he had lost it, he felt that he would not be able to answer to Huan Chenxue.

After putting Mirage Snow away, Yi Yun frowned slightly.

Old Snake saw this and said, "Kid, I know what you are worried about. Ignoring the fact that the old bastard wouldn’t have been able to survive my strike, even if he did slip away, he would definitely be seriously injured. His injuries would be worse than the ones I received years ago. His cultivation might even be lost completely. He would be having a hard time, to say the least!"

True Martial World - Chapter 1293: True Owner

"The Nine Revolutions Azure Tree grows an inch a year. After a million years, it can grow as tall as a mountain, and after a billion years its crown will reach into the cosmos. It’s one of the rarest herbs that can extend one's life. Kid, you actually managed to obtain this?"

Old Snake was indeed knowledgeable. He recognized the fruit at a glance.

"That old child was the one that wanted to refine it into a medicine. If I had not taken it, this fruit would probably be in his stomach now."

Upon hearing Yi Yun's words, Old Snake laughed. "That lass Chenxue sure has a good eye. She didn't think wrong of you. This fruit is really something great!"

Old Snake cherished life. He did not feel like he had lived long enough so any herb that could extend his life was something he prized. Especially a divine herb like the Nine Revolutions Azure Fruit, for not only could it extend his life, it could even replenish his vitality. It would even help ease the injuries he had just recently received.

Old Snake played with the Nine Revolutions Azure Fruit and then threw it straight into his mouth. He effortlessly swallowed the fist-sized fruit whole.

Yi Yun was dumbfounded seeing this. "You ate it just like that? Aren't you going to refine it into a pill?"

"Eat? How could I bear eating it like that?" Old Snake swallowed the fruit with some difficulty before muttering, "I just swallowed the fruit whole and put it into my dantian. I'll use its vital essence to slowly nourish my dantian's wounds. In the future, I'll refine it gradually."

As Old Snake spoke, he noticed Yi Yun giving him a strange look. "Kid, what are you looking at!?"

"I say… you swallowed such a large fruit whole. Don't tell me you are really a snake…"

Yi Yun had been joking, hoping to nip at Old Snake but he never expected Old Snake to roll his eyes at him. He said leisurely, "I have some Soaring Serpent blood in me but it's not pure. It's the same with Snake Girl. Years ago, I noticed this helpless orphan who shared the same blood as me, and I took her in as a disciple. However, the heritage of our ancestors has long been lost. The cultivation techniques I cultivated in had nothing to do with our bloodlines. Women aren't suitable for cultivating my Combat Sacred Body, so I didn't teach it to her."

Old Snake had said all of that nonchalantly with a Yuan Qi transmission.

Yi Yun was taken aback when he heard that. It was the first time he heard Old Snake talk of the past. So Old Snake really was related to snakes.

The five-elemental laws each had a corresponding divine beast. The Azure Dragon matched wood, the Vermilion Bird matched fire, the White Tiger matched metal, the Black Turtle matched water, and finally, earth was matched with the Soaring Serpent.

The Soaring Serpent had the bloodline of the Dragon Emperor. That fact was all Yi Yun needed to understand why Snake Girl's blood was able to awaken the Ascending Dragon Cauldron. It was not a coincidence.

"Senior, it's no wonder you want to obtain the Dragon Emperor Technique…"

Yi Yun was enlightened. Old Snake's ancestral heritage was lost. In order to cultivate in the paramount martial path, he naturally wanted the Dragon Emperor Technique that conformed to his bloodline. It was very likely that he had a strong desire to regain the illustrious history of his lineage.

"That's right. My bloodline made me have a special feeling towards the Ascending Dragon Cauldron. However, I have tried to interact with it in the past. My blood is unable to awaken the dragon soul within the Ascending Dragon Cauldron."

Old Snake shook his head. He was human after all. His bloodline was very far from the Dragon Emperor's bloodline.

"How are you going to deal with these people?" Old Snake suddenly asked.

When the Myriad God Ridge disciples heard that, they immediately turned nervous.

The old geezer in front of them was unfathomable. They felt immense pressure when facing Old Snake.

Yi Yun looked at the people as his eyes flashed with a cold glint.

He did not have a good impression of the Myriad God Ridge. After all, a crooked stick will have a crooked shadow. There were few people in the Myriad God Ridge that were good. Many of the Myriad God Ridge disciples in front of him deserved death!

However, Yi Yun did not intend to kill them. There were many experts among them and if they fought desperately together, it would be quite a problem.

Yi Yun said, "I do not make it a habit to let my enemies go. If I let you off today, it's possible that you would seek revenge on me tomorrow."

Everyone's hearts sank when they heard Yi Yun's words. It was not that they didn't want to make a desperate fight for their lives, but they did not know that Old Snake was injured. From their point of view, Old Snake was an unfathomable and fearsome existence. There was also Yi Yun, whose strength was not to be underestimated. He had the ability to slay Cang Wu and had refined the impregnable Ascending Dragon Cauldron, allowing him to attack and defend easily. They felt that there was no hope for victory.

"I want all of you to sign a soul contract to submit to us. None of you are to betray us for ten thousand years! After ten thousand years, your freedom will be restored!"

This was the best solution Yi Yun could come up with. Ten thousand years gave them a glimmer of hope. A majority of people could tolerate such conditions.

Old Snake said, "That's quite a good solution, but only have them submit to you. Old me can't be bothered with having these people as slaves."

"Alright."

Yi Yun nodded. In a way, this meant that the Myriad God Ridge was now under Yi Yun's control. With such a large sect at his command, he now had a large group to do various things for him, such as obtaining information and searching for herbs.

Upon hearing Yi Yun's proposed conditions, all the Myriad God Ridge disciples fell silent.

Many people were agape but no words came out of their mouths. It would be fine if they submitted to Old Snake, but how could they feel okay with submitting to a junior like Yi Yun?

However, if they did not submit, it would likely cost them their lives. With the submission only lasting ten thousand years, they just needed to bear with it. They still had a long road ahead of them.

And on careful thought, Yi Yun's talent meant that it wouldn't take long for him to become a Divine Lord. Furthermore, he would likely be unparalleled among Divine Lords. In that case, they wouldn't feel as aggrieved.

"I submit…"

An elder spoke.

With someone taking the lead, more people followed suit. The juniors agreed to it much faster. Although signing a soul contract was humiliating, at least they got to keep some amount of their freedom.

Meanwhile, the ones that were suffering the most anxiety were the Song and Zhang families.

The two family clans had targeted Yi Yun in various ways in the past. Now that Yi Yun was about to become the true owner of the Myriad God Ridge, they felt bitter. What would befall them in the coming days?

It was ironic when they thought about it. Just a few days ago, Feng Yunyang had become the successor to the sect master, attracting the envy of countless people.

And now, Yi Yun was the true owner of the Myriad God Ridge. It was equivalent to having the position of Myriad God Patriarch! He controlled their fates!

Back then, Myriad God Patriarch wanted to use Yi Yun as a refinement herb. But now, all that the Myriad God Patriarch had prepared was used for Yi Yun’s benefit. Even the sect had become Yi Yun's. If Myriad God Patriarch had realized this before his death, his rage would probably split the pocket world in two.

One by one, nearly everyone chose to submit. Yi Yun planted a soul mark in their soul seas.

These soul marks were some of the mildest kinds. It was not like Myriad God Patriarch's which would cause the slave to die when the master died.

At that moment, Yi Yun walked in front of Song Zhanchen and Zhang Tianxing. The two shuddered when Yi Yun approached them. When they saw Yi Yun condense a soul mark, the corners of their mouths twitched.

They discovered that the soul marks that Yi Yun condensed were different from the others. When their perception connected with the soul mark, they were clearly informed of the contents of the contract. Not only did they need to submit to Yi Yun, their thoughts would be controlled by him. Their life and death were also at Yi Yun’s discretion. Furthermore, the period of their enslavement was ten times longer than the rest. A hundred thousand years!

This was closer to a true slave mark. The only difference was that it was not forever.

Yi Yun looked coldly at Song Zhanchen and Zhang Tianxing. He could not be bothered with asking for their decision. He did not have the patience. If they did not submit, he could just kill them directly. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

Song Zhanchen and Zhang Tianxing's mouths twitched. They felt like their backbones had been extracted. If they were not burdened by their responsibility towards the Zhang and Song families, they could have acted in defiance. However, as things were now, their entire families could easily be erased from the Myriad God Ridge by Yi Yun.

They refused to watch their respective families, which had thrived for years in the Myriad God Ridge, be destroyed because of their mistakes. They had no other choice. They could only bow before Yi Yun and say, "I submit…"

Yi Yun remained expressionless as he flicked the soul marks out. The gray soul marks transformed into streams of light that flew into Song Zhanchen and Zhang Tianxing's glabellas. Their bodies jolted, and when they opened their eyes again, the mortification and indignation in their eyes had vanished. They were replaced with obedience and submission.

True Martial World - Chapter 1292: Old Snake Returns

"Huh? What is happening to Myriad God Sect Master and that old woman?"

Inside the Ascending Dragon Cauldron, Yi Yun saw the old duo convulsing as though they were suffering from epilepsy. Furthermore, their vital and soul strengths were rapidly reducing.

The changes happened too suddenly. It made many of the Myriad God Ridge disciples panic.

"Senior Brother, quickly take this sacred rejuvenation medicine."

A Myriad God Ridge Elder took out a divine pill, one that he really treasured. If this were any other time, he would not have been willing to spare it for someone else’s sake. But now they were trapped in a pocket world and sealed in by Myriad God Patriarch. He could only pin his hopes on the elderly duo.

Myriad God Sect Master swallowed the medicine with great difficulty, but it did little to improve his condition. His vitality was still dissipating.

"Senior Brother, what's going on?"

The Elders asked anxiously. Myriad God Sect Master's eyes were turbid and he could not speak a word.

At that moment, an elderly voice sounded from the skies—

"Don't bother wasting your effort. It's useless to try and treat them. The slave seals that have been planted in them have shattered. Their vitalities are beginning to wither away."

Everyone felt a jolt as they looked up. They saw that the spatial node that was high in the sky had been ruptured, transforming into a huge black hole. A gray-shirted elder strode out of the hold and he was obviously the one who just spoke.

"Peng!"

The elder landed on the ground, drawing everyone's gaze. He looked ravaged and his clothes were tattered. Clearly, he had just experienced an intense battle.

When the Divine Lord Elders saw the newcomer, their expressions changed drastically.

"It's him! That mysterious person who was pursuing the Patriarch!"

These Divine Lords had accompanied Myriad God Sect Master and the old woman to aid in the battle, and as a result, saw Old Snake's face.

They naturally shuddered in fear when faced with the person who could send the Myriad God Patriarch running in defeat.

"He… He can match the Patriarch?" Some of the personal disciples were shocked beyond words when they heard that. The old fellow in front of them did not have any Yuan Qi fluctuations emitting from his body. He actually seemed to have a very normal foundation. From the looks of it, he was an old scammer that had fallen off the martial path. It was unbelievable that he had such strength.

"He's unfathomable. Do not be fooled by his appearance." an Elder warned. His and the other elders’ foreheads were beginning to break out into a cold sweat.

What the old geezer had said was alarming. Myriad God Sect Master was a slave of Myriad God Patriarch. They found it unbelievable but the tragic states of the Myriad God Sect Master and the old woman were proof of his words. This meant that Myriad God Patriarch had likely died at the hands of the old geezer!

Old Snake looked at the Myriad God Sect Master and the old woman and chuckled. He wasn't exactly a sympathetic man, so he thrived on the schadenfreude of watching the elderly duo's suffering.

He knew that the duo was already on the brink of death. They had no means to resist at all. Even if no one did a thing to them, they would slowly die in pain. Perhaps they might survive out of sheer luck, but they would lose all their strength.

"You… you… undying old fart…"

When the dying old woman saw Old Snake, she seemed to gain enough strength for a sudden last spurt of energy as she gnashed her teeth and cursed.

But at that moment, Old Snake suddenly stepped forward. His foot, enveloped in golden light, flashed like lightning as it stepped down on the old woman's dantian.

"Peng!"

With an explosion, the old woman's body jolted. Her dantian had been completely shattered and her energy collapsed. Her eyes protruded out as blood filled the vessels in them. She indignantly stretched out her arm, hoping to grab at something but eventually, her arm drooped down.

Following that, Old Snake was in for a penny, in for a pound, as he stomped down onto the Myriad God Sect Master's dantian.

"Peng!"

Another explosion boomed. Myriad God Sect Master's body curled up like a shrimp. His body convulsed violently as a bloody foam spewed from his mouth. He died right on the spot.

The elderly duo that had wielded firm control of the Myriad God Ridge for so long died in such an offhanded manner.

The Myriad God Ridge disciples around them were shuddering in fear. However, no one dared to try and stop Old Snake. A person that could make the Myriad God Patriarch run was not someone they could fight.

"This old geezer is terrifying. I wonder how he will deal with us…"

Many people took a subconscious step back. Against the old monster in front of them, there was nowhere to run in the sealed-off pocket world.

Old Snake coughed, his face showing signs of exhaustion. He turned his head to look around before finally landing his eyes on the Ascending Dragon Cauldron. "Kid, aren't you coming out yet!?"

Just as his voice faded, the Ascending Dragon Cauldron trembled and a stream of light flew out from the cauldron's mouth, landing stably on the ground.

When the light faded, it transformed into the figure of a youth. It was none other than Yi Yun!

At that moment, Yi Yun, who had just broken through to the eighth-storey Dao Palace and battled Cang Wu, was like a lustrous unsheathed blade. He gave off an oppressive feeling.

"Senior, you are indeed powerful. Even the Myriad God Patriarch isn't your match!" Yi Yun said with a smile.

At the most critical moment, Old Snake had secured his safety with one battle. However, Yi Yun noticed through his Purple Crystal's energy vision that Old Snake was greatly drained after that battle. The exhaustion he had was not feigned. He was truly in a terrible state.

"Kid, you were off refining the Ascending Dragon Cauldron for yourself while this old man did all the hard work. All the benefits have gone to you," Old Snake said unhappily with pouted lips when he saw Yi Yun come out of the Ascending Dragon Cauldron.

He noticed that Yi Yun's cultivation level had reached the eighth-storey Dao Palace and knew that Yi Yun had obtained great benefits.

Yi Yun chuckled and said, "Senior, I had no other choice. It was you who said that the Myriad God Patriarch was not your match and that you had control of the situation. Who knew that something like this would happen? If I wasn't smart enough to create a way out of this dire situation, I would probably have been refined into medicine and eaten."

"When the time came, I knew you wouldn't have been able to find the pocket world's entrance. That old bastard would have refined the Ascending Dragon Cauldron and he would be more than enough to defeat you. And all would be lost. Furthermore, when you were fighting with that old bastard, didn't I use the Ascending Dragon Cauldron to destroy his Grand Sanguine Killing Array, which helped you greatly?"

When Yi Yun said those words, Old Snake felt embarrassed. He had truly been careless. The Myriad God Patriarch had nearly succeeded and, if that had happened, not only would he fail to get any benefits, he would also have led Yi Yun and his disciple to their deaths.

"Kid, what darn trick did you use to survive?" Old Snake asked out of curiosity.

He did not know how Yi Yun had sidestepped an old monster that was far more powerful than him in a completely sealed-off pocket world. It was indeed fascinating. If it were anyone else, they would absolutely be dead.

"I'll tell you in a while. This is for you." Yi Yun suddenly waved his hand. Something was thrown at Old Snake.

Old Snake caught it and looked at it. It was an azure-colored fruit.

The fruit was crystalline like jade and had a rich fragrance. It looked extremely appetizing.

"This is…" Old Snake's eyes widened. "A Nine Revolutions Azure Fruit!?"

True Martial World - Chapter 1291: Poison Demon's Origins

Yi Yun did not doubt Poison Demon's words. One would not have any consciousness before developing sentience, so it was natural that it did not know who the two combating parties were. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

Yi Yun looked at Poison Demon and asked, "In that case, did you absorb the energy within the skeleton?"

In fact, although Poison Demon was born out of the art of Great Poison, it now had little to do with the supreme existence. After all, the poison had undergone the refinement of divine fire and spent hundreds of millions of years absorbing the worldly essence and the energy within the mighty figure's skeleton. It had long undergone metamorphic changes.

Even that person that used the art of Great Poison would not have expected that the poison he used would gain sentience after hundreds of millions of years of evolution. Such an event required all sorts of fortuitous occurrences.

The black tiger nodded. With so much time having passed, the ashes in the earthen jar had dissipated completely. A portion of its energy had fused into Poison Demon, allowing its body to have an insidious, specterish aura.

"Then you truly live up the description of being insidiously poisonous." Yi Yun smiled. He flipped his hand and put away the jar. It was definitely not some simple funeral urn. It could even be an artifact that a mighty figure used back when he was alive.

"Hey, how do you plan on dealing with me?"

After explaining his origins, the black tiger turned listless. It drooped its head and looked to be dispirited. Just Ling Xie'er alone could destroy it, much less Yi Yun.

Yi Yun stroked his chin. From the point of view of people that followed orthodox teachings, Poison Demon was no doubt a sinister entity. But Yi Yun did not mind it. He said, "If you’re willing to be used by me, I can nurture you but you have to sign a soul contract."

Yi Yun did not intend to destroy Poison Demon. It had proved its extraordinariness by being able to gain sentience. Furthermore, for such a divine item to be born, it had to undergo hundreds of millions of years of evolution coupled with countless fortuitous opportunities. It would be quite a pity to destroy it after it had gone through such an arduous process.

"Sign a soul contract? What are the terms?" Poison Demon was very careful. Although it was afraid of death, it was unwilling to just sign a contract that handed control of its soul to another party. That would be no different from being a puppet.

"Very simple. You just cannot betray me. Serve me for ten thousand years and, after that, you’ll have the freedom to decide on what to do next."

Poison Demon was unlike Ling Xie'er. Yi Yun trusted her completely but did not trust Poison Demon at all.

"Ten thousand years?" Poison Demon's eyes lit up. To the long-lived Poison Demon, ten thousand years was nothing. Besides, as long as it did not betray Yi Yun, it would have freedom of its own mind and soul. The terms of the contract were also rather relaxed, so it would not be used and abused like a puppet.

Poison Demon clenched its teeth and said, "I accept."

"Alright!"

Yi Yun immediately conjured a soul mark that landed in Poison Demon's soul. It did not resist and willingly accepted it.

Yi Yun was adept at alchemy and the 'Dragon Emperor Technique' required him to seek out materials to refine pills. Perhaps Poison Demon would give him some unexpected help with that...

…

At that moment, the Myriad God Ridge disciples were still waiting for news of Myriad God Patriarch. However, the spatial node remained silent. No one had returned.

Many people were also paying close attention to the Ascending Dragon Cauldron. Unfortunately, their perceptions could not penetrate the Ascending Dragon Cauldron, so none of them knew what was happening inside.

"It's been thirty minutes. I wonder how Martial Uncle Cang Wu fared in there."

People were curious as to why Cang Wu was spending so much time inside the cauldron. Logically speaking, he should have finished Yi Yun a while ago.

An elder from the Song family said, "Cang Wu has probably destroyed Yi Yun, and now he's examining the Ascending Dragon Cauldron. It's unknown what he can figure out. Although I don't think Cang Wu can refine the Ascending Dragon Cauldron for himself, he can at least get the opportunities within. It really makes me envious."

The elder chuckled. Although there would be no benefits left for his Song family, Yi Yun’s death was enough to alleviate the Song and Zhang families' anger.

Just as the elder finished speaking, the Ascending Dragon Cauldron trembled gently. Something was expelled from the Ascending Dragon Cauldron.

People looked carefully. It was a corpse that was covered in blood. It was an unsightly mess.

"Is it that little bastard's corpse?"

The Song family elder was delighted. However, when the corpse landed on the ground, he and the rest quickly clammed up.

Although the corpse was a mangled mess, they could clearly tell that the corpse belonged to Cang Wu from his build, attire, and severely distorted face!

"M… Martial Uncle Cang Wu!?" A personal disciple said in utter disbelief.

"Impossible… Martial Uncle Cang Wu has been killed? Did that punk do it?"

People found it unbelievable. Yi Yun was only at the fifth-storey Dao Palace realm while Cang Wu was a late-stage Supremacy!

Even if Yi Yun had obtained opportunities within the Ascending Dragon Cauldron and made a breakthrough, it should’ve been impossible for him to defeat a late-stage Supremacy!

"He's dead…"

The Myriad God Sect Master scanned Cang Wu's corpse with his perception. Cang Wu's heart was gone so he could not be any more dead.

This made his expression sink. The way the situation had so quickly devolved into chaos was extremely terrible. Myriad God Patriarch was being pursued by a mysterious old man while Cang Wu entered the cauldron to kill Yi Yun, only to end up being killed by Yi Yun.

"That punk has probably really refined the Dragon Emperor Relic. In addition, he has digested and absorbed it!" The old woman said. She found it unimaginable that the Dragon Emperor Relic that the Myriad God Patriarch found difficult to refine would be easily refined by a young junior like Yi Yun. Furthermore, he had consumed it in such a short period of time.

"If Cang Wu isn't his match, then doesn't that mean that most of us are not that punk's match?"

Many Elders came to this realization. Even as Elders that had lived for tens of thousands of years, they were still weaker than Yi Yun. They felt a sense of defeat.

Compared to Yi Yun, they were not only weaker than him, they had a shorter life than Yi Yun. Their future prospects were worse than his and they were closer to death than him. This comparison left a bitter taste in their mouths.

"Sect Master, what should we do?" A personal disciple asked.
Yi Yun was inside the Ascending Dragon Cauldron, and outside there was an expert. They were suffering from both internal and external troubles. The situation was extremely dire.

Myriad God Sect Master also felt helpless. He could not think of any solutions but, just as he was about to speak, his body quivered and immediately, his expression changed drastically!

At the same time, the old woman beside him convulsed violently. She hugged her head with her hands and couldn't even stand straight.

"Sect Master, what’s happening to the both of you?"

The people present panicked. At that moment, the old woman cried out and collapsed to the ground. The color in her face had drained and she was convulsing all over. It seemed like she was suffering from epilepsy.

The Myriad God Ridge disciples were dumbfounded from shock. In the present situation, both the Myriad God Sect Master and the old woman were their mental pillars of support. Now, the both of them had gone crazy simultaneously, with them completely unaware of the cause. Everyone was scared out of their wits.