Chapter 903: Heavenly Dao Seed, Reincarnation Cultivation |
"Indeed, let the blood of All Heavens flow into rivers!”
By the fire pool, several figures gathered, all whispering about something, their words seething with intense hatred and intent to kill.
This was the humiliation and suffering endured by generations, already etched into their bones, that same pent-up frustration also simmering in every clan member’s heart.
In the past, there wasn’t such an overwhelming aura of malice and murderous intent, but now, with the resurrection of the Ancestor imminent, this energy became increasingly uncontrollable. Amidst the discussion, some were already imagining how to make All Heavens bleed in regret!
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the void, shrouded in a hazy green light, slipping through the unique prohibitions of this area and appearing silently.
"Greetings, Goddess.”
Someone noticed the woman in aquamarine attire, paused for a moment in astonishment, and promptly kneeled with reverence.
Some Semi-Saints standing by the molten lava fire pool also bowed deeply upon seeing her.
"Grandmother, I wish to see the Ancestor.”
Ying Xiaoxiao returned and went straight to the divine hall at the highest level, where a dignified old lady in a deep red robe sat enthroned. She immediately restrained her aura, bowed her head submissively, and spoke.
"Xiaoxiao, now that you are a Saint, you should put away your playful heart and remember the mission you carry on behalf of our clan,” the dignified old lady said with a hint of tenderness on her face.
Ying Xiaoxiao spoke softly, “I have gone to the Ancient Fog realm to absorb the Extreme Dao Power from there, purified many spirits tainted with hatred from slaughter, allowing them to be free from torment in Mo River. Additionally, I bring back good news.”
"Your heart is kind, it’s just unfortunate that even as our clan ferries All Living Beings, we are labeled as the Demon Race. All Saints are unjust, disregarding fairness
A hint of hatred emerged in the eyes of the dignified old lady, but as her gaze turned back to Ying Xiaoxiao, it softened again, saying, “What good news that merits disturbing the Ancestor? The Holy Thought of the Ancestor has just awakened and needs to rest for recovery.”
"I have found an ally. With strength comparable to the Three Calamities Saint, when the Ancestor leads our clan for revenge, he can provide us with support to fend off both the Green Lamp Buddha of the Buddhists and that Void Ancestor!” Ying Xiaoxiao quickly said.
"Oh?”
Surprise flashed across the eyes of the dignified old lady, who inquired, “Is that so? After that great catastrophe, all Saints have kept their distance from our clan. We also dare not approach those Saints rashly, revealing our traces. How can you be sure that this Saint is willing to help?”
"Because he bears grudges against them, too,” Ying Xiaoxiao stated.
The dignified old lady became interested and asked, “Which Saint is it?”
"Grandmother, you’ll recognize him once I mention – it’s that one who recently came first in the Supreme Genius Battle,” Ying Xiaoxiao replied with a smile to the dignified old lady, her eyes gleaming brightly.
"Him?”
The dignified old lady had clearly heard the legend of Haotian Venerate, who participated in the Supreme Battle without relying on Incense Fire, achieved saint ascension through the Ritual Path, and became a Saint who decisively defeated the forces of Buddhism and Void Holy Land soon after – an unparalleled accomplishment throughout the ages.
"How did you come to know him?”
The dignified old lady examined her great-granddaughter, noticing the smile in her eyes, eyes that held a slight motion.
"Met him in the Mortal World, with Uncle Mo at the time,” Ying Xiaoxiao said, her gaze slightly dimming, the light in her eyes quickly fading into despondency.
The dignified old lady immediately perceived her thoughts, her expression changing slightly as she sighed softly, “Your Uncle Mo volunteered himself. For the Ancestor to be resurrected is a supreme honor. You need not grieve for him.”
Ying Xiaoxiao remained silent, not responding.
The dignified old lady continued, “I was planning to send someone to win over that New Saint too. Other Saints either knew about that great catastrophe or feared the Supreme Saints and didn’t want to get involved. Some even wished to be pawns, keen to deliver our clan’s news to the Source Ancestor to curry favor
As she spoke, her face revealed a hint of coldness, “Only these New Saints are bold, retaining the arrogance of their Heavenly Pride without as many cowardly intentions. I didn’t expect you could actually connect with him; indeed, that is good news. You go talk to the Ancestor yourself.”
Praised by her grandmother, Ying Xiaoxiao showed a faint smile again and nodded her head.
Afterward, she made her way deeper into the Divine Hall.
There, a colossal Fire Crystal floated, and within the crystal, an immensely strong Saint Path aura fluctuated, even in its restrained state. It was as if an ancient colossal beast lay within, exuding an enormous pressure.
Ying Xiaoxiao’s gaze shifted, and she bowed in respect.
"What is it?”
A dispassionate thought emerged from the Saint Path aura.
"For the Ancestor, I have found a Saint assistant who can contribute to the grand plan,” Ying Xiaoxiao said as she relayed the matter of Li Hao willing to provide support.
After she spoke at length, the Saint Path aura within the Fire Crystal moved slightly, leaking out a trace suffused with the destructive and murderous intent of the Extreme Dao.
"There is no need to take the risk of contacting other Saints. I do not require the assistance of others. If the news leaks, it might ruin the grand scheme,” said the voice, which did not carry the happiness Ying Xiaoxiao had expected but instead a touch of irritation.
Ying Xiaoxiao was momentarily stunned, realizing the Ancestor’s concerns had merit. She quickly said, “He is different from the others. Even if he is unwilling to help, he won’t leak this news.”
"Hmm?”
The voice apparently didn’t expect Ying Xiaoxiao to contradict it.
After a brief pause, the voice turned icy and authoritative, “Do you trust me, or an outsider? You carry the mission of our clan, being the Goddess, yet so naive. Do you want a single mistake of yours to cause our entire clan, including myself, to endure another catastrophe inflicted by All Saints?!”
Ying Xiaoxiao turned pale and promptly knelt, saying, “Ancestor, I just thought
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