Chapter 360: Ming River Patriarch

Mu Yi stood where he was, cold sweat streaming from his forehead.

He inwardly wished he could hang those bastards from the Shu Mountain Sect and beat them to death.

This bizarre thing had been suppressed here for an unknown number of years, clearly on the verge of breaking, and the Shu Mountain Sect messed it up, seized Ba Xia, causing this thing to see the light of day again.

A Blood Demon was killed at first sight, and this thing might be on the same scale as the one I saw in the Great Ming Sea.

"Bai Ze, Bai Ze, calling Bai Ze!"

Mu Yi immediately pulled out a Bai Ze horn and began calling Bai Ze; at a time like this he could only turn to Bai Ze, the nosy one who knows about this thing.

Previously Bai Ze forced his own death and promised him three chances; Mu Yi now didn't hesitate to use one.

"Mu Yi, you mixed‑up brat! You still dare contact me!" Bai Ze's voice, full of resentment, came through the Bai Ze horn, and just listening, Mu Yi could feel Bai Ze's boundless grievance.

"I warned you, you insisted, what can I do?" Mu Yi retorted, and Bai Ze was instantly at a loss for words.

It was indeed his own self‑destruction, so how could Mu Yi be blamed?

"What is it?" Bai Ze yawned, then a lazy voice came, still carrying a third of resentment.

"You can't feel it?" Mu Yi was startled.

"The situation is special, describe it!" Bai Ze's tone suddenly became odd, and finally he could only change the subject.

Mu Yi thought Bai Ze was a bit strange, but didn't dwell on it, assuming Bai Ze was hiding here and there.

Mu Yi described his observations to Bai Ze, but the other side of the Bai Ze horn remained silent for a long while.

"Good kid, you truly have deep fortune; how could you even stumble upon such a thing?" After a long pause, Bai Ze's slightly speechless voice came.

"Although I can't see that thing now, from your description—blood dripping into a river, a single drop wielding such power, guarded by Ba Xia, that blood might be a Blood Divine Son!"

Bai Ze seemed to organize his words and then told Mu Yi a major revelation.

"Blood Divine Son?" Mu Yi was startled, involuntarily recalling the divine technique Bai Qi had demonstrated before.

"Not the kind of Military Strategist war god Bai Qi you know; he doesn't have that strength yet." Bai Ze seemed to guess what Mu Yi was thinking and said casually.

"This Blood Divine Son, barring any surprise, should come from the Ming Sea, likely from that fellow called Ming He Jiazu, and it has a bit of connection to you. The Asura race he created was later largely converted by the Buddhist Sect; the Asura path and the Asura beings within the Eight Heavenly Dragons of the Buddhist Sect also stem from this!"

Bai Ze spoke slowly, unveiling a corner of Jiuzhou's scenery for Mu Yi.

"How come I've never heard of Ming He Jiazu's name? Among the gods of the Heavenly Court and Underworld, there seems to be no such figure," Mu Yi was puzzled; he sounded like a big shot, even if not an emperor‑level, at least a first‑ or second‑rank figure, so why no information at all?

"He's dead. Though he claimed the Blood Sea never dries and the Ming River never dies, his actions were erratic and he defied the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court and Underworld. Later, when Jiuzhou's native forces reopened the heavens and earth, the various Buddhas of the Buddhist Sect acted together and directly suppressed him."

"A full 480 million Blood Divine Son avatars, not a single one escaped, all were brutally slain."

"This was also a major achievement of the Buddhist Sect's establishment in Jiuzhou, and when Di Zang took residence in the Underworld, he lived beside the suppressed Ming River; the Buddhist Sect's Asura beings were largely converted at that time."

Hearing Bai Ze say that, Mu Yi grew more puzzled—weren't none of them able to escape? What is this thing before him?

"Later, Ming He couldn't endure the Buddhist Sect's conversion, directly self‑detonated his true spirit, and it's said he caused some trouble in the Underworld, which led to the birth of the Ten Courts Yama system."

"This thing is probably the Blood Divine Son that fled the Underworld during the self‑detonation, right? The junior named Bai Qi mentioned earlier also obtained a Blood Divine Son, which led to the development of the so‑called Blood Divine Son divine technique."

Bai Ze clicked his tongue in amazement; he had never seen such a thing himself, yet Mu Yi managed to encounter it.

Mu Yi's mouth twitched; the ancient big‑shot's Blood Divine Son avatars felt increasingly dangerous the more he listened.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't touch it, nothing will happen. When Ming He Jiazu self‑detonated, Hou Tu Niangniang personally acted to extinguish his true spirit, so the Blood Divine Sons you see have power but no trace of sentience."

"When this Blood Divine Son was sealed, its power leaked, and the heavens and earth automatically absorbed and dissipated it. If it weren't for that Shu Mountain Sect you mentioned, this thing probably wouldn't see daylight in this lifetime; perhaps Ba Xia might have a chance to ascend one day!"

Bai Ze also clicked his tongue at the Shu Mountain Sect; after all, the self‑destructive little expert has backing, achievements, and trump cards—how does your Shu Mountain Sect have such nerve to do anything?

Hearing this, Mu Yi let out a sigh of relief, then got excited; this sounded like a good thing.

"Is there a way to take this thing away?" Mu Yi rubbed his hands and asked.

"This is the second problem!" Bai Ze's voice drifted from the Bai Ze horn, and Mu Yi's eye twitched; the guy was definitely venting his anger onto him.

Nevertheless, the temptation was too great, and Mu Yi nodded. If he could bring this thing back, he could, like the Blood Demon, truly condense a portable magical form, and even outside Jiuzhou he could wield high‑grade Legend power.

"Please, senior, teach me!" Mu Yi said solemnly.

"Just use your Asura path barrier to contain it; being of the same root and source, it won't resist you!" Bai Ze's tone suddenly became cheerful.

Mu Yi's face darkened a bit; he was tricked, had he known he would have tried first. This thing's stature is too high, he was duped and didn't dare try, regretting it, having wasted a chance to ask Bai Ze.

Bai Ze was very cheerful; his favorite thing is the feeling of crushing others with knowledge, each time giving him great pleasure, and that's why he meticulously seeks out all unknowable secrets.

The unknown fascinates him, and knowing the unknown that others don't know makes him ecstatic.

"Thank you for the guidance, senior!"

Mu Yi forced a thin smile and thanked the Bai Ze horn.

He then unfolded the Asura barrier, intending to bring this Blood Divine Son back to the main world for gradual comprehension.

"Kid, didn't you want a weapon before? The Ming River Patriarch has the Yuantu and A Bi two spirit treasures; interested in taking them?"

Bai Ze's slightly seductive voice entered Mu Yi's ears, making him a bit tempted, but after a moment Mu Yi laughed.

"Senior, no need to trouble yourself; I saw those two spirit treasures in the Underworld's treasury before, and I still can't control them!"

"Others perhaps can't, but you have this Blood Divine Son; you can directly control those two spirit treasures by other means!" Bai Ze's voice grew more seductive.

"Senior says all this, probably to make me go do something!"

Mu Yi deeply knows there is no free lunch in the world; Bai Ze's long talk merely stirred his deep greed, then used profit to drive him.

"It's not a big deal; for you, it's the simplest thing!" Bai Ze seemed to laugh; he could feel Mu Yi's excitement.

But it is indeed so; even for those first‑ or second‑rank deities, the Yuantu and A Bi spirit treasures are formidable divine weapons.

Even if they cannot unleash the full might of these two companion spirit treasures, just having them together is enough to serve as a weapon of emperor‑level stature.

Mu Yi claiming he wasn't tempted is false; he was very tempted, his weapons in hand were almost catching up to the moon's throw.

The two newly acquired flying swords, not even warmed up, were already shattered.

The power of a warlord can indeed trigger these weapons' ultimate potency, but the damage to the weapons is too great; ordinary weapons simply can't endure it.

"Forget it, senior, keep it for yourself to digest; I have no fortune to receive it!"

Mu Yi ultimately restrained his greed and resolutely put the Bai Ze horn back into his backpack.

Although I don't know what the White Marsh Beast wants me to do, the reward is so tempting that it can't be a trivial matter; my frail body is too delicate, so I shouldn't get involved.

"As long as you're willing to help me, I can stand on Guan Yun Chang's side when he faces tribulation!" the White Marsh Beast's dissatisfied voice came over.

Mu Yi heard that, his hand on the weapon halted for a moment, then resolutely shoved the White Marsh Beast's horn back into his backpack.

It was too tempting; Mu Yi didn't dare to keep listening, heaven knows whether he might be momentarily bewitched.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Mu Yi looked at the Blood God Son within the Reincarnation Barrier; as the White Marsh Beast said, it showed no reaction, just silently hovering, its blood qi drifting uncontrolled.

These drifting blood qi were greedily devoured by the Blood Sea in the Asura Path, and Mu Yi could feel the Blood Sea constantly expanding.

With a thought, Mu Yi expanded the barrier to encompass the entire space, drawing all the raging rivers of blood at his feet into the barrier.

To eliminate the problem once and for all, Mu Yi even ripped away those flesh‑like things on the mountain wall and tossed them into the Reincarnation Barrier to be digested.

"At this rate, in less than a week the Asura Path can upgrade again!"

The abundant harvest made Mu Yi overjoyed; on the way back, he was all happiness.

Because the Blood Demon died, the Blood God Son was contained, and the original blood hue between heaven and earth began to thin, even dissipating a bit; the self‑purifying ability of heaven and earth remained quite strong.

When Mu Yi returned to the Shushan Sect, all the goblins, demons, and monsters had already fled without a trace.

This world truly belongs to the righteous path; without the aberrant Blood Demon rising, who would dare face the two land deities Chang Mei and Jing Wei?

"Welcome back, Supreme Deity!"

Perhaps to boost morale, the whole Shushan Sect learned of Mu Yi's identity; after the heavens cleared and the demons, monsters, and birds dispersed, all the Shushan disciples treated Mu Yi with utmost respect.

In the middle of the plaza, a statue of Mu Yi had even been erected.

When Mu Yi returned, Chang Mei and others were leading a human sacrifice; even the previously unruly Dan Chenzi now obediently stood in the ranks to welcome Mu Yi's return.

"The Blood Demon has been subdued, and I've already dealt with the source of the anomaly!" Mu Yi's two sentences instantly excited the disciples present.

Chang Mei and Jing Wei exchanged a glance, dispersed the disciples, and ushered Mu Yi into the main hall.

"Supreme Deity, you've labored; now that the Blood Demon is gone, why do the dark clouds above the firmament not disperse?" Chang Mei asked cautiously.

"What do you think?" Mu Yi sneered back.

"Could it be because of the Demon‑Locking Tower…"

Jing Wei's voice grew softer; they hadn't worried about this before, but with the Patriarch's backing, even divine‑beast descendants could only be obediently captured back to Shushan.

But this time they couldn't reach the Patriarch, clearly a bad omen, so they had to start reflecting on themselves.

"Open the Demon‑Locking Tower; I'll go in and release those innocent divine‑beast and spiritual‑beast souls, and you Shushan and Emei should focus more on demon extermination thereafter."

"Honestly, I don't understand why you'd capture a Baxia."

Mu Yi racked his brain; Shushan is a proper Daoist tradition, and a Nine-tailed Fox, with its dual auspicious and disastrous nature, might be a target, but Baxia is a canonical divine beast—why capture Baxia?

"Back then, Shushan disciples passing through deep mountains sensed Baxia sleeping, set up an altar, performed rites, and invited the Patriarch to temporarily lock Baxia inside the Demon‑Locking Tower, guarding the tower to prevent the monsters inside from escaping…"

Mu Yi's hand trembled slightly; is it really that they just pass by, see Baxia, and decide to seize it?

This is no longer a simple good‑versus‑evil issue; in the mortal world it's akin to forcibly taking a woman.

"Open the Demon‑Locking Tower!" Mu Yi gritted his teeth and said.

He felt that if he kept communicating with these Shushan people, he would inevitably strike them.

Relying on an Upper Realm immortal's backing to do as they wish—does this still count as an orthodox Daoist sect?

They're almost on par with demonic cultivators; no wonder that besides the founding Patriarch, none have ascended—these guys were deviant from the start.

It's unclear whether this flaw stems from the founding Patriarch or a later generation that went astray.

"Supreme Deity, please wait a moment; the Demon‑Locking Tower is of great importance, I need to prepare before opening it, so please wait a moment!"

Jing Wei saw Mu Yi's dark expression, dared not say more, swallowed the usual nonsense about the tower's inaccessibility, and immediately went down to arrange the necessary procedures.

"Boom—"

A series of thunder roared; Mu Yi looked up at the firmament, where a divine dragon coiled behind the dark clouds.

Realizing the opponent's movement was an invitation, Mu Yi flew toward the sky.

"Greetings, Heavenly Lord!" the divine dragon transformed into a female immortal and bowed to Mu Yi.

Mu Yi didn't dare to be presumptuous; he returned the salute, knowing the opponent could block a gate and strike a sixth‑rank deity, surely stronger than himself.

"The Heavenly Law is strict; we dare not disturb the Thunder Pool and interfere with the lower realms; we hope the Heavenly Lord shows mercy and releases my innocent child!" the female immortal said, slightly bending.

Mu Yi nodded, replying politely.

"Companion, you need not be formal; I intend the same, but the opportunity of this realm has already dispersed; you should take it back."