Chapter 146

Jade Pool, quite magnificent and beautiful, the holy mountain towering, the elegant peaks ethereal, as if one had entered a fairyland, making people lose themselves and become intoxicated.

Divine springs, spirit herbs, and auspicious beasts interlace among the beautiful forests, possessing both immortal aura and wondrous scenery, gorgeous and varied.

This place is the renowned divine land of the Eastern Wasteland, naturally also surrounded by dragon qi, not few in number, purple aura splendid, no less than ten thousand strands, immortal mist hazy, with threads of immortal light rising.

In the depths of this divine land stands a divine peach tree, which the ancient sages of Jade Pool, after enduring nine deaths and one life, brought out a segment of root and stem from the divine ruins to give birth to it.

It is said that this divine peach tree is the foremost holy medicine beneath the Immortal Medicine, possessing many marvelous effects: it can prolong life, strengthen bones and transmute flesh, and all other holy lands desire to obtain one of its fruits.

The ancient tree resembles a coiling dragon, extremely vigorous, its leaves all green, each piece like jade, translucent and glowing; only three peach fruits grow on its branches, hidden among the jade-green leaves, exuding a fragrant aroma.

Yang Zhu, the Queen Mother of the West, and a group of Jade Pool Supreme Elders entered here; normally this place is the most mysterious spot of Jade Pool, where no one may approach.

"This is a holy medicine, it has marvelous effects!"

Heihuang's eyes stared straight, drool pooling on the ground, extremely excited.

"That must be Jade Pool's divine lake, indeed impressive; no wonder several great holy lands seek some of its divine water… and yet there are golden crows and kirins, such auspicious beasts, dwelling by its shore!"

Duan De looked east and west; as expected of someone well‑versed and knowledgeable, he kept exclaiming in admiration, his heart restless, yet he dared not act on his own.

Beneath the ancient peach tree lay a strange stone, around which grew various rare treasures, not lacking spirit ginseng and orchids, each possessing tens of thousands of years of medicinal age, their fragrance spreading everywhere.

The strange stone bears nine apertures and eight holes, constantly exhaling vital energy as if breathing; it already contains a Holy Spirit fetus, which Jade Pool strives to nurture, hoping it will come into the world sooner.

"I'm not saying this, but what is nurtured inside is ultimately a Holy Spirit; if mishandled it will bring endless trouble and invite a great catastrophe." Heihuang's face turned solemn.

"It won't happen; this is a benevolent stone that my Jade Pool sages purified long ago, capable of understanding human intent and also cultivating the ancient human scriptures."

A Jade Pool Supreme Elder spoke thus; to nurture this king stone, Jade Pool has poured in countless, inexhaustible efforts.

"Capable of understanding human intent, cultivating the ancient scriptures…" the big black dog couldn't help muttering.

"But the risk is still not small; at that time a holy land tried it, and in the end the Holy Spirit emerged, nearly bringing them a catastrophe that could overturn heaven—if not for the Wushi Great Emperor stepping in to suppress it, they might have been destroyed."

Upon mentioning this, everyone's faces changed; such a secret is not well known even to Jade Pool, yet Heihuang knows it so clearly.

"Moreover, there is this…"

Now even several Jade Pool Supreme Elders could not remain calm, they all turned to look at the Queen Mother of the West, waiting to see how she would decide.

"Young Master Yang, what do you think?"

The Queen Mother of the West did not answer, but instead gazed inquiringly at Yang Zhu—this was also the purpose of inviting him here.

"Let me take a look at what's going on."

Yang Zhu approached beneath the ancient peach tree; when he was still half a zhang away from the Stone King, the nine apertures ceased exhaling vital energy, all radiance withdrew inward, and it became exceedingly quiet.

"The Holy Spirit seems to be… afraid?"

Seeing this, the Supreme Elders couldn't help but be startled; they only knew the Queen Mother of the West valued Yang Zhu highly, but they did not know his identity.

Yang Zhu's eyes shot out two divine beams, penetrating the origin and probing the mysteries; a Dao diagram appeared in his eyes, constantly evolving.

The space trembled; the next moment the Divine Phoenix Immortal Medicine surged forth from within Yang Zhu's body, instantly filling the area with a rich medicinal fragrance that almost intoxicated one.

"Cry!" The immortal phoenix coiled above the Stone King, letting out a bright phoenix call; at that cry the Stone King trembled with fear, unable to stop shivering.

The Divine Phoenix Immortal Medicine seemed uninterested in this stone embryo, its gaze fierce and utterly aloof.

"This is… Immortal Medicine!"

Everyone else was shocked; they never expected Yang Zhu to actually have Immortal Medicine, which is standard equipment for a Great Emperor— not even a holy land possesses a stalk.

"Seal it…?"

Yang Zhu murmured, the little immortal phoenix actually wanted him to seal this stone king, showing great disdain and dissatisfaction— perhaps he knows something, or perhaps he harbors an innate aversion to this sentient being.

"Fine, then place a restriction on it; if it harbors any second thoughts, we will slay it."

After a moment's thought, Yang Zhu nodded in agreement; the Divine Phoenix Immortal Medicine's worry is unfounded.

Holy Spirits are almost the embodiment of power and terror; compared to other sentient beings, they possess an innate advantage from birth, and with sufficient time, ascending to Great Emperor is not difficult.

Moreover, once they become emperors, they are somewhat stronger than ordinary Great Emperors, very troublesome— how could beings like them possibly submit to humans? "The sentient race is domineering and overbearing, with too many uncontrollable factors..."

Afterwards Yang Zhu explained the pros and cons to everyone, saying that attempting to cultivate it is acceptable, but they must inscribe a restriction seal as a precaution.

"Fine, everything as you say."

The Queen Mother of the West nodded without hesitation, agreeing; cultivating the stone embryo in the Jade Pool is to increase her own foundation; now that Yang Zhu has appeared in the world, what could compare to this? "A mere Holy Spirit, once suppressed in Purple Mountain, would behave..." Da Heigou muttered in a barely audible voice.

Purple Mountain, inside which are sealed all the ancient royal clans— each one terrifyingly strong; once they awaken, they could cause rivers of blood to flow in the outside world.

Not to mention that the Holy Spirit hasn't even been born; even if it were born and went there, it would have to coil up, for the Undying Heavenly Lord and the Eight Divine Generals would not indulge it! Yang Zhu immediately began drawing formation patterns; after mastering the Word-Formation Secret, his attainment in formations became ever more profound.

As he etched in the void with his hand, a chilling aura instantly spread; all who heard it were terrified; Yang Zhu traced the nine origin Dao patterns within his body, each stroke containing the supreme rhythm of the Great Dao.

"This poor Daoist can't see anything at all..."

Duande looked up, gazing, very curious; he could clearly feel the terrifying fluctuations, yet in the void there was not a trace of restriction patterns.

"This is the Great Emperor's law; you'd be strange to be able to see it." Da Heigou replied testily.

Not to mention Duande, even the Queen Mother of the West, an expert of that level, cannot perceive even a trace.

"What a profound restriction..."

One Supreme Elder focused intently, trying to catch a trace of the Dao, but his soul and spirit almost fell in, unable to extricate himself; after regaining consciousness he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Black Emperor, can you tell me about Yang Zhu's background?" the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool asked softly.

"This… this I can't say… otherwise, Fairy, you'd better go ask yourself? Huh~ that tree grows really like a tree, I'll go check what's going on."

Da Heigou fortunately lowered his head, shrugging his big head; afraid of letting slip, he hurriedly slipped away, running off in a puff of smoke.

After two hours, Yang Zhu finally finished inscribing the restriction.

When the last drop of essence blood was dotted on it, the restriction was activated; instantly the whole heaven and earth revealed a trace of imperial might, vast and mighty, terrifying beyond compare.

(End of Chapter)