Chapter 917
Chapter 917: Presenting the Captives
Stars shifted and seasons turned. In the blink of an eye, several years had passed.
Tianyuan City.
Shui Lingxin and Liu Xu entered the city together, still somewhat dazed by the grand spectacle of human elites gathered under one roof.
Just a few years prior, the human race had been in a precarious state.
Aside from other matters, the Penglai Immortal Pavilion had been under long-term siege, nearly half of the ninety-nine domains had fallen, and eventually, even the Penglai Immortal Pavilion itself was almost breached!
At that critical juncture, it was Fang Xi who emerged from his closed-door cultivation, having achieved the Mahayana realm, and single-handedly turned the tide!
At the time, Shui Lingxin was already greatly astonished, but she never imagined that this was merely the beginning!
Her 'Uncle-Master' not only displayed the astonishing cultivation of a Mahayana Ancestor but also commanded myriad cultivators, defeating the Moon Gaze Clan's grand army.
By this very day, he had pursued and routed the enemy, venturing deep into the Demon Realm, almost utterly annihilating the demon race's high-tier cultivators.
It was rumored that several True Spirit-level beings of the demon race had activated their final hidden reserves, yet they were still defeated.
Large numbers of demons retreated to the Ancient Demon Domain, and even a reclusive True Spirit made a move, activating the ancient Heavenly Demon Grand Array, hoping to prolong their dying breath.
As a result, her 'Uncle-Master' broke through the array alone, slaying a True Spirit with the ease of reaching into a pouch to retrieve an item, finally and completely breaking the demon race's last backbone.
Aside from a small portion of the demon race escaping to the Barbarian Wasteland, all demon territories were now poised to become human lands.
"Might this immortal maiden be Pavilion Master Shui of the Penglai Immortal Pavilion?"
Just then, a streak of light flew over, revealing the figure of a Return to Void cultivator. It was none other than Wang Lingying.
"Indeed. And you are?"
Shui Lingxin and Liu Xu exchanged a glance, and she inquired.
"I am Wang Lingying, humbly serving under Senior Qing Hezi. . ."
As Wang Lingying spoke, his tone was incredibly complex, though the specifics of his inner feelings were beyond Shui Lingxin's comprehension.
"Senior Qing Hezi was delighted to learn of your arrival and commanded me to receive you. We have already prepared a cave abode for both of you at the 'Heavenly Immortal Pavilion. ' The ceremony for presenting the captives will take place in a few days."
Cultivators had always maintained the tradition of presenting captives before the spirits.
This time, in the war among the four races, the human race had suffered heavy casualties, and it was natural to present captives before the spirits to comfort the souls of the fallen heroes.
"I heard that during this ceremony for presenting captives, even the Great Chieftain of the Jiuchi Race was captured?"
Liu Xu's eyes flickered, and she suddenly spoke.
"That is correct. . . Senior Qing Hezi established a super teleportation array to the Jiuchi Race. With Senior Qing Xu Tong Zi and other Mahayana cultivators leading the charge, our allied army was unstoppable. Not only the Great Chieftain of the Jiuchi Race, but also the patriarchs, Saint Sons, Saintesses, Great Elders, Great High Priests, and other important figures from the Water Clan, Fire Clan, Void Clan, Stone Clan, and other alien races. . . all became captives."
Wang Lingying spoke with a sense of shared glory.
Recently, all the sects and powers in the Starry Sky Domain were like this, especially Zhai Xingzi, who was practically leaping and prancing, desperate to make this grand ceremony a success.
After all, they were direct subordinates of Qing Hezi!
"Capturing enemy leaders, his might shook the Earth Immortals. . ."
Shui Lingxin showed a hint of emotion on her face.
She hadn't expected that her Uncle-Master had already reached such a stage. Now, he was probably not only the universally revered lord of the human race, but his power must have already spread throughout the entire Earthly Immortal World, right?
Just then, a commotion suddenly erupted at the city gate.
Return to Void and Integration-level demon beasts roared, pulling a pitch-black carriage, which slowly came to a halt.
Even though the human and demon races were still allies, the sudden sight of a large group of high-tier demons appearing deep within human territory still caused some surprise.
Liu Xu swept her divine consciousness over them and saw several demons emerging from the carriage. Most were demonesses with incredibly voluptuous figures.
The one leading them was exceptionally enchanting, her two exquisite black horns further accentuating the smooth, milk-like skin of her forehead. Her pure purple eyes held a mysterious depth, seemingly cultivated with some high-tier pupil art, causing the male cultivators present to feel their souls captivated.
"It's actually her. . . the Miao Xiang Yu Mo Wang, one of the six Devil Kings of the Demon Race!"
Liu Xu blurted out, "This Integration-level Grand Cultivator is famously the Demon Race's foremost beauty. . . I didn't expect her to be sent here."
"Hmph, now that our human race is number one in the Earthly Immortal World, if the demon race still wishes to cling to life, they must obey our human race's will. What is a mere Miao Xiang Yu Mo Wang worth?"
Wang Lingying felt a sense of shared glory, unconsciously wiping the corner of his mouth, and led the way.
"When can we pay our respects to Senior Uncle-Master?"
Shui Lingxin asked.
"This. . ."
Wang Lingying looked a bit troubled: "Senior Qing Hezi is currently in closed-door cultivation. Even the Mahayana cultivators of our clan and the demon race have to wait for an audience. But as soon as Senior emerges from his cultivation, I will immediately present your request. . . I don't think you will have to wait too long."
'Has Uncle-Master really reached such a level? Then why would he continue his closed-door cultivation. . . '
'Cultivation, cultivation. . . Is ascending to immortality truly that good? '
Shui Lingxin lowered her gaze, thinking with a touch of melancholy.
...
Earthly Immortal Spiritual Realm.
A colossal, pitch-black alchemy furnace stood proudly.
This semi-immortal artifact-grade alchemy furnace, named the 'He Mo Lu,' was a treasured possession of the demon race.
However, since Fang Xi took a liking to it, it was now his.
The He Mo Lu had four legs and two handles, its surface dull and unremarkable. It bore many flame-like patterns.
Whenever alchemy was performed, invisible demonic flames would emerge, easily refining various herbs, flesh, blood, and even gold and jade materials, making it a favorite of top-tier alchemists.
Fang Xi sat cross-legged, controlling the invisible demonic flames, occasionally transmitting divine consciousness messages.Three fox demons, dressed like alchemy apprentices, stood by, holding gourds and other implements, adding various precious materials as instructed.
"After three hundred cycles of time, the Black Devil helps me complete my elixir!"
"Open!"
Fang Xi unleashed a spell seal.
Buzz! Bang!
The He Mo Lu rumbled, then abruptly opened.
Subsequently, pills as crimson as blood flew out, shimmering with spiritual light and exuding an enticing aroma.
Even the Nine-Tailed Great Sage of the demon race couldn't help but sniff.
Clink! Clink!
The crimson pills dropped one by one into a jade tray, emitting clear sounds, and gathering red clouds around them, appearing quite extraordinary.
"Taisui Pill. One furnace yielded eighteen finished pills, seven secondary pills, and six waste pills. Still acceptable. . ."
Fang Xi picked up a pill between his index and middle fingers, meticulously examining it, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face.
Ever since he learned that the essence of the Ancestral Demonic Tree was beneficial for condensing a nascent Dao Seed, he had begun research and exploration in this area, even obtaining many ancient texts from the demon race for study.
The result, naturally, was nothing definitive.
How profound and ingenious was the Dao Fruit's creation? Apart from using the Earth Immortal inheritance to merge one's primordial spirit with a Heaven and Earth Spiritual Root, it was simply impossible to seize that elusive trace of creation power.
Fang Xi thus sought another path, thinking of the Taisui!
Although the Taisui was far weaker than the Ancestral Demonic Tree, Fang Xi's research confirmed that it was also a 'Dao Fruit creation'!
He wondered if refining pills from its flesh and blood would be effective?
Now that the 'Taisui Pill' was refined, Fang Xi assessed its medicinal properties, confirming that it greatly replenished blood and qi, benefiting even Integration-level body cultivators significantly. Furthermore, if taken regularly, it might even allow their body cultivation to advance to the Mahayana level. . .
This was the result of adding countless rare ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and attempting to refine a new type of elixir.
As for Dao Fruits, creation, and such. . . none of that could be discerned.
"Indeed, one cannot glimpse the marvels of the Dao Fruit's creation without reaching the True Immortal realm. . ."
Fang Xi sighed inwardly: "Perhaps. . . I should cultivate the Taisui to the eighth-tier, or even True Immortal level?"
The resources consumed in doing so would naturally be immense.
But if it involved breakthroughs beyond the True Immortal realm, it would certainly be worth it.
"Just right, I have plenty of eighth-tier demon beast meat on hand now. I can feed it to the Taisui first. . ."
Fang Xi placed the pills into a red-skinned gourd and shook a small bell.
A gentle breeze passed, and a female cultivator in black appeared, respectfully taking the gourd.
The Jiu Wei Da Sheng's tail slightly stiffened upon seeing this woman: 'Zangmingzi. . . '
Even though she had seen it many times, facing a Mahayana-level puppet still made her heart tremble.
Fang Xi had gained some understanding from the Gui Xu Zi's puppet inheritance, and now he could slightly control the Zangmingzi puppet.
In the future, when facing the Mahayana Immortal Lightning Tribulation, he could even use it to block the disaster!
This was the most profound 'Wan Jie Kui Lei'!
'Although I now possess a vast collection of treasures from the human, demon, and devil races, and several Mahayana corpses, which are enough to provide raw materials for several puppets. . . '
'My technique isn't up to par. Rashly attempting to create a Wan Jie Kui Lei carries a high risk of failure. . . '
'But failure doesn't matter, since they are all items obtained unexpectedly. . . '
The puppet arts in the 'Xuanji Secret Manual' encompassed everything. Fang Xi planned to leverage this inheritance to improve his own puppet mastery, preferably reaching the eighth-tier.
With the situation in the True Immortal World still unclear, puppet arts were clearly of great use.
...
"Difficult, difficult, difficult. . ."
More than ten days later, Fang Xi emerged from his closed-door cultivation, looking dejected after failing to comprehend the puppet inheritance. He then saw a large number of transmission talismans, like countless headless flies, buzzing chaotically within his cave abode.
This was already the case because of his esteemed status; there were not many people qualified to send him transmission talismans in the first place. Otherwise, the number could easily be ten million times greater.
Fang Xi swept his divine consciousness.
His Mahayana-level divine sense instantly browsed all the invitations, and naturally, he also saw the intelligence report of Shui Lingxin and others arriving at Tianyuan City.
However, he merely glanced over them, his divine consciousness landing on a transmission talisman covered in demonic secret script, and he murmured: "The demon race has arrived. It's time to resolve things once and for all, and then the Earthly Immortal World can enjoy peace. . ."
Fang Xi reached out, grabbing the demon qi-emitting transmission talisman. He spoke a few words, then flicked his finger.
Whoosh!
The transmission talisman transformed into a black light, piercing through the void.
Not long after, a figure appeared outside the cave abode, bowing gracefully: "Miao Xiang requests an audience with Senior Qing Hezi."
Fang Xi smiled faintly and removed the restrictions.
Shortly, the Miao Xiang Yu Mo Wang, clad in exquisite demonic armor, with small black horns on her head, and pure purple eyes, gracefully entered. Seeing Fang Xi seated cross-legged, she immediately bowed in greeting.
Gazing at her voluptuous hips and her waist so slender that one couldn't help but worry for it, Fang Xi merely sneered: "Xun Lao Mo dared not come to our grand sacrificial ceremony. Is he not afraid of me seeking accountability?"
Upon hearing this, Miao Xiang Yu Mo Wang's delicate body trembled, knowing that the fate of the demon race now rested entirely upon the will of this supreme figure of the Earthly Immortal World!
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