Chapter 316

Deep in the Jade Pool's forbidden land lies a top‑grade stone embryo that has been painstakingly nurtured for no less than a hundred thousand years, and it is already close to great perfection.

Yang Zhu, the Jade Pool Holy Maiden, Heihuang, and others now stand before the unborn holy spirit; faintly, a weak breathing sound can be heard from beneath its stone skin.

This holy spirit still needs considerable time before it can be perfectly born.

The holy spirit lineage is usually nurtured by heaven and earth for millions of years; only after birth can it be flawless, and proving the Dao is merely a matter of time.

Those born prematurely have innate deficiencies in their true form, becoming like the unrecorded ancients, and require the Mending Heaven Great Law from the Stone Scriptures to be repaired.

Why not just dig it up? Anyway, it's not anything fun.

The Black Emperor muttered, he never took a liking to the holy spirit, and would rather just dig up the nine-aperture mortal before him, using the cultivated essence divine liquid within to temper his body.

After all, it was nurtured with combined effort by the Yaochi predecessors; if we give up now, it would be a pity.

The Yaochi Holy Maiden spoke: when we initially brought back the holy spirit, our willingness was to add a great foundation to Yaochi; if we truly allow a Yaochi holy spirit to be born, it would merely be a great trump card.

It requires pouring too much energy and resources, and still needs to wait for endless years.

Now that Imperial Prince Yang Zhu has been born, all other foundations become void; in his presence they are nothing but empty setups.

Actually, only a word from Yang Zhu is needed; Yaochi, no matter how reluctant, will decisively slay this holy spirit.

Since things have come to this, let's continue nurturing it.

Yang Zhu took out a precious vial, dropped a drop of immortal fluid obtained from the God-Ghost Hidden Land; upon contact with the nine-aperture mortal, it was completely absorbed.

Immediately, the nine apertures of the divine fetus spewed auspiciousness, steaming seven-colored mist, a wondrous sight.

I will now transmit the Mending Heaven Great Law of the holy spirit lineage to you; if you later are born and head toward goodness, that's fine, but if you cause any trouble, I will personally suppress and kill you.

As the words fell, Yang Zhu's brow flashed with brilliant divine light; the Mending Heaven Great Law turned into a cluster of dazzling runes, which instantly entered the divine fetus.

Buzz—

The next moment, the nine-aperture stone man trembled slightly, as if responding to Yang Zhu, not daring to defy.

Big brother, she seems very obedient.

Beside her, the little girl stepped forward, squatted down, directly extended her fair and tender little hand, gently stroked the divine fetus, not at all afraid.

Maybe.

Yang Zhu smiled; indeed, many beings possessing divinity will, to some extent, be wary of the little girl.

You all take the immortal fluid as well, then enter seclusion.

He gave Bai Chen and others each a drop of the immortal fluid; this thing is too precious, like an elixir of immortality, only a drop is enough.

After taking it, even if later one consumes large amounts, the effect will be greatly diminished, almost negligible.

Thank you, Imperial Prince.

Bai Chen and others stared at the crystalline immortal fluid before them, their expressions slightly stunned; given their experience and knowledge, they had never seen such an immortal object! Unable to wait, they entered the Chaos Immortal Realm, each chose a place to comprehend the Dao, began to absorb the essence of the immortal fluid, and successively entered a state of enlightenment.

This is too precious; Jiang Yi Fei cannot accept it.

When Yang Zhu likewise wanted to bestow a drop of immortal fluid upon Jiang Yi Fei, the latter was very humble, feeling that this supreme treasure was too weighty to accept casually.

Then Jiang Yi Fei here again thanks Brother Yang; since your great undertaking is accomplished, I, Jiang, will take my leave now, not wishing to continue disturbing.

When Yang Zhu explained the nature of the immortal fluid, Jiang Yi Fei had no choice but to accept it; afterwards he clasped his hands in salute, remembering this great kindness.

He departed, elegant and graceful, accompanied by the Golden Lion Roar; after leaving the Yaochi territory, he then mounted his steed and rushed to the Jiang family.

Obtaining this immortal fluid is undoubtedly a tremendous opportunity; he wants to hurry back, immediately enter seclusion, and swiftly increase his cultivation.

Yue'er, I also brought back many things for you.

Besides the immortal fluid, Yang Zhu waved his sleeves, and many divine materials and immortal treasures appeared.

The Source of the Dao, Nine-turn Immortal Dan embryo, Stellar River Purple Sand, Crimson Jade Marrow, Divine Phoenix Stone—none are not rare marvels, hard to find in the world.

This…

The Yaochi Holy Maiden, though she thought she had seen much of the world, could not help but be moved upon seeing so many supreme treasures.

Then I will accept it.

She originally subconsciously wanted to delay, but after a pause in her divine sense she realized that she and Yang Zhu had already been engaged; if she acted this way, it would seem overly distant.

So she had no choice but to properly store all the marvels.

It's been too long since I returned to Bei Dou; I want to go out and wander about.

Having said that, they left Yaochi; what Yang Zhu naturally needed to do first was to go find Tong Tong, and also check whether the unscrupulous Daoist's burial of himself had gone smoothly.

Given that scoundrel Duan De's cautious nature, there's an eighty percent chance nothing will come of it.

Grandparents, Grandfather and Grandmother, I and Yue'er are about to be wed; I have come specially to report this.

After leaving, they deliberately took a detour to the former Yaochi site; Yang Zhu stood by the divine lake, and from afar performed a bow toward the deep depths of the lake.

He knew that although the Queen Mother of the West and the Perfect Saint Body had, after calculation, fallen, there still remained a trace of lingering thought.

One is a Great Emperor, the other is an existence comparable to a Great Emperor; having reached such a level, even if they have fallen, how could their imprint dissipate so easily?

Goo—gloo—gloo—

Not long after the sound, the divine lake rippled, with a greenish mist steaming up, sacred and harmonious.

The phantom of the Queen Mother of the West appeared, as always dignified and magnanimous, astonishingly talented and extraordinarily beautiful, yet not losing her majesty.

Although it is merely a lingering imprint, just a single hand standing here gives people an indescribable feeling of awe and trembling, making them unable to resist paying homage.

Yaochi Holy Maiden pays respects to the Queen Mother of the West.

Seeing this, the Yaochi Holy Maiden knelt down; regardless of whether it was because of Yang Zhu or her own status, upon witnessing the manifestation of the Queen Mother's divine trace, there is no saying that a great rite is not required.

Big Black Dog pays respects to the Queen Mother of the West.

Even the Black Emperor, who is usually proud and arrogant, at this moment lost his temper; a lewd expression first appeared, his demeanor exceedingly solemn, his tone respectfully said.

I am the Dragon Horse, now the mount of the Imperial Prince; I have seen the Queen Mother of the West.

The Dragon Horse is no exception; having restrained its wildness, it is also very respectful; although it is somewhat frenzied, it is not so frenzied as to dare disrespect the Great Emperor.

Moreover, this is also a relative of Yang Zhu.

Actually he had always been very curious about the Big Dipper, the many ancient emperors, Purple Mountain, the Seven Great Life Forbidden Zones, various ancient divine relics, several holy lands and clans…

But he had only stayed in the Big Dipper for a short time before, so he hadn't had the chance to explore it properly.

"Then I can rest assured."

The Western Emperor's phantom spoke, but only Yang Zhu could hear her; she stood dignified above the lake surface, her eyes filled with a smile, extremely relieved.

"Once I prove the Dao, I will surely find a way to revive you."

Yang Zhu's emotions could not settle; whenever he thought of his two relatives lying cold in the lake's icy water, his heart felt inexplicably pained.

"I, my husband, and your father all believe in you."

The Western Emperor still wore a smile, then her figure gradually turned illusory, transforming into a shower of light that dissipated in the heavens and earth.

"Damned Underworld, if it weren't for hiding with the Heaven-Reaching Nether Treasure back then, it would have long been destroyed by the Great Emperor." The Black Emperor likewise felt sorrow, then gritted his teeth; ever since he learned the Holy Body was ominous and arose from the Underworld, he has grown to hate that matter even more.

"Indeed, it's there."

After a round of deduction, Yang Zhu learned Tong Tong's approximate location and immediately crossed over, arriving outside the territory.

The Sun Star, also called the Fire God Star, here the temperature is scorching, as if fiery phoenixes dance, burning all things; even ordinary Saints find it hard to approach the core.

After they entered, they soon arrived before an ancient temple that radiated holy light, like a divine sun; this is a temple for worshipping the Sun God, said to be related to the Sun Holy Emperor.

Inside the hall, there is a teleportation array, and an Old Golden Crow sits cross-legged there, silently waiting, its aura terrifying, its whole body entwined with solar fire essence, resembling an ancient god.

"Who are you, and why have you barged in here?"

Upon seeing humans enter, that Old Golden Crow leapt to its feet, eyes scrutinizing, fixedly staring at Yang Zhu and his group.

He is a Golden Crow at the peak of the Saint King realm, having lived many years, his strength terrifying; among the Golden Crow clan, his status is of great importance.

Due to their race, their bloodlines are extremely strong, thus they inherently possess an overbearing aura from the marrow, which is also the case now.

"Boom!"

Yang Zhu casually swung a palm, and a Chaos Divine Waterfall swept across the sky, a vast white expanse, like a hanging galaxy pouring down, boundless and immense.

As the waterfall appeared, brilliant and dazzling, it illuminated the universe, reflected the heavens, its aura terrifying beyond compare! "How could this be……"

The Old Golden Crow was startled, its golden feathers all moved, like countless metal rods, crystal clear and bright, striking together, emitting a sound like myriad swords clinking.

This strike is too terrifying; even a Great Saint–level expert would gasp, for it is a power of myriad Dao, boundless, indestructible, capable of crushing anything with ease!

"Pfft……"

No matter how hard the Old Golden Crow struggled, it was useless; under the assault of that Chaos Divine Waterfall, its body shattered inch by inch, the whole thing covered in blood.

Blood blossoms burst forth; its golden feathers were all torn off, ground into a shower of light, reeking of strong blood, scattering with the wind.

"Bang bang bang……"

Finally, he even played his last trump card for survival, but facing that Chaos Long River, everything proved futile.

A surge of Transforming Dao power roiled; the heavens and myriad worlds would tremble at it; in the end, all life-saving means were shattered by the Forbidden Power with crushing force! "Pfft……"

The Golden Crow was shaken until it coughed up blood in big mouthfuls, its body split into pieces, finally exploding completely; both its flesh and primordial spirit were utterly worn away.

Relying on the teleportation array, Yang Zhu and his group entered the deepest part; this place is guarded by a Great Emperor–level formation, which even a Great Saint would find hard to tread.

"Brother!"

When Tong Tong saw Yang Zhu arrive, her heart leapt with joy, and she hurried forward to greet him.

Now Tong Tong's childishness has faded, replaced by handsomeness and fortitude; as a scion of the Holy Emperor's bloodline, his bearing is naturally extraordinary.

By his side is a handsome young woman, tall and graceful, poised and proper, with the beauty of a sinking fish and falling goose, the elegance of a hidden moon and shy flower.

"Not bad, you've all become great talents."

Yang Zhu nodded; in just a few decades, Tong Tong went from a little boy who could only hide behind others and weep, to someone capable of standing on his own.

Among today's Eastern Wasteland peers of heavenly pride, he is absolutely among the top tier in strength, and this is entirely thanks to his own step‑by‑step progress!

"This is Jiang Ting from the Jiang Clan, my friend; it was he who rescued me back then."

Tong Tong introduced her, and he truly felt deep gratitude toward Ting Ting.

"Jiang Ting has seen the Emperor's Son."

Jiang Ting's eyes flashed with light; she breathed a sigh of relief and was also very delighted.

Yang Zhu's title of Emperor's Son had already shaken the Eastern Wasteland for many years; by his own power he overwhelmed an age, peerless and invincible.

"Ting Ting, since I could remember, I have heard of the Emperor's Son's renown; today I finally get to see a senior."

She had long felt admiration and esteem for him, and after befriending Tong Tong, she often heard him speak of it.

Now, having the fortune to meet him for the first time, how could her heart not be excited?!

"The Jiang Clan's Yin Holy Body is excellent; you are all good children."

Yang Zhu smiled; Jiang Ting possesses the rare Yin Holy Body, and her feelings align with Tong Tong's, making them a match as if made by heaven and earth.

"Thank you, Brother, for the praise……"

Upon hearing that, Tong Tong and Ting Ting exchanged a smile, naturally picking up on some other meaning, and slightly embarrassed, lowered their gazes.

"Hahaha, Brother Yang, you've finally come; Dao Ye has been dying to see you!"

Not far away stands an ice coffin, inside which lies a light cocoon; at this moment, the voice of an unscrupulous Daoist emanates from it.

"How have you been lately, Daoist?"

Not having seen each other for twenty years, Yang Zhu also felt something, and he opened his mouth to greet.

"Who is Dao Ye? This poor Daoist has prepared for this for many years, cannot allow the slightest mistake, so there's no problem."

Duan De spoke solemnly, extremely satisfied with his methods, his words revealing a hint of pride.

"What a pity, what a pity; this poor Daoist must break before he can build, so you probably won't be able to do it on the spot at your wedding, alas……"

Afterwards, he felt a pang of regret; if he had the chance, he would want to witness it no matter what! "Dead fatty, this emperor has returned! "Sure…… being so willing to give up the old foundation!"

The Black Emperor arrived here to meet Duan De; his eyes lit up at once, circling the ice coffin of the Boundless Daoist, constantly marveling.

"You dead dog, look at how smooth your hair is; you must have snatched plenty of good loot."

Duan De and Hei Huang were both the best of the best; although they sometimes schemed and quarreled when together, there was no denying how easily they got along.

After not seeing each other for years, they were naturally excited! 'Give a shout, Gou Huang, hear this—I might still be able to spare you a bit.'

Hei Huang quickly spoke with a smug grin; when these two get together, one of them is bound to pull some trick.

'Go away, you're taking advantage of my tone; I'd better go find Brother Yang.'

After saying that, Daoist Wu Liang spoke in a fawning tone: 'Brother Yang, do you have any supreme treasure? Why not sprinkle some on my light cocoon?'

'Sure.'

Yang Zhu nodded, took out the immortal liquid and divine spring, dropped a few drops onto the light cocoon, and they were quickly absorbed completely.

'Wu Liang, you damn Heavenly Venerable, this is an immortal item—it's not inferior to the essence of the immortal medicine at all!'

Duan De, having seen countless treasures, immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the immortal liquid, exclaimed in astonishment, and repeatedly marveled.

'Big brother, why is the fat Daoist lying inside?'

At that moment, Xiao Nannan asked, and she could actually see through the light cocoon, gazing straight at Duan De's true form inside.

'He's cultivating, just with a different method from others.'

Yang Zhu patiently explained, and after finishing he couldn't resist lightly scratching the little guy's jade nose with the back of his finger.

After hearing that, the little guy let out an 'oh,' nodded repeatedly, then showed a thoughtful expression, truly adorable.

(End of chapter)