Chapter 224: Divine Fetus

In the first month of pregnancy, the first month is just right, like dew sprinkling on flower buds. Dew sprinkles on the flower buds, not knowing whether the child is real or false. In the second month of pregnancy, all grasses turn green; grasses sprout and rise upward. The child is like floating aquatic grass, not knowing whether it takes root or not. In the third month of pregnancy, on the third day of the third month, one eats two meals out of three daily meals of tea and rice. Two meals of tea and rice are not tasty; the flat ground feels like climbing a high mountain...... Ten Months Pregnancy Song

At the center of the Divine Sea, a golden-yellow fruit lay quietly in the Divine Sand.

The Divine Water rippled.

The Divine Water nourished the Divine Sand, and the Divine Sand wrapped the Divine Fruit.

Zhang Xingyu clearly felt that a life was being born within the Divine Fruit.

Initially, it was merely an embryo, taking root and sprouting inside the Divine Fruit. As it continually changed and grew, it gradually evolved into a human form. After evolving the form, its head gradually developed eyes, ears, nose and mouth; its body grew differentiated limbs; and its torso evolved the five viscera and six bowels.

Once the torso had fully developed, its little mouth twitched slightly, drawing in streams of Divine Essence.

At the same time, the Divine Essence within the Divine Fruit was completely consumed, the Divine Sand wrapping the fruit gradually disintegrated, and the Divine Fluid in the Divine Sea gradually dried up.

When the final stream of Divine Essence was drawn into its mouth, the Divine Infant slowly opened its eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Xingyu had a strange feeling.

He felt as if he were an unborn fetus, lying in his mother's womb.

All around was pitch black, all around silent and soundless.

Zhang Xingyu disliked this feeling.

He forcefully swung his arm, fiercely striking the pitch-black sky.

Bang!

With a soft sound, the Divine Fruit shattered.

A golden infant rose to its feet from within the Divine Fruit.

The infant kicked its legs, stretched its arms, then sighed: "Damn it, what is this?! Sun Wukong leapt from a stone, yet I actually grew from inside a fruit."

The infant turned its head to look around, then sighed again: "My Divine Court is too shabby. The sky has no sun, no moon, no stars. Not to mention the Divine Sea being small, there isn't even a drop of Divine Fluid inside."

Above the Divine Sea, a black diamond protruded its head.

"Not bad, not bad, truly nurtured a Divine Infant." the System praised.

Beside it, a humanoid golden mist held up a crystal-clear jade cauldron, bowing down to the Divine Infant below: "Congratulations, Divine Lord, on cultivating your Divine Body."

The Divine Infant curled its lip arrogantly and waved its hand at the humanoid figure.

"It's nothing, just cultivating a Divine Body— for me it's a matter of minutes!"

The System Black Diamond gently shook: "Host, will you die if you don't brag?"

As the Divine Infant was about to reply, a mighty roar suddenly came from the sky: "Who are you?"

This roar came from a tiny golden thread of Divine Soul floating above the Divine Sea.

This was Zhang Xingyu's Divine Soul.

"Who am I? I am you, and you are me!"

The golden little figure smiled and lightly waved at the golden Divine Soul thread.

The Divine Soul thread resisted, shaking, then turned into a golden light shooting toward the forehead of the golden little figure.

Shortly after, a six-faced yellow crystal appeared on the forehead of the golden little figure.

"Achieved Divine Status?" the System Black Diamond exclaimed in surprise.

At the same time, the golden humanoid figure bowed again: "Congratulations, Divine Lord, on attaining True Godhood!"

The Divine Infant touched the crystal on its forehead, feeling pleased, and lightly waved at the humanoid golden mist.

"It's nothing! My divine powers are vast. The mere True God Realm is just a matter of minutes!"

The System Black Diamond made a discordant sound: "I say, host, don't you know what humility and low-profile mean? Besides, your Divine Status has only a paltry six divine abilities— a pathetic Divine Status weaker than weak. Moreover, your Divine Body is only the size of a pea; how dare you flaunt it? Who knows how many years and months until you achieve a true Great God! The revolution is not yet successful, comrades must still strive. Young people, keep pushing forward!"

"This system of yours is so boring!" the Divine Infant pouted, sitting cross-legged in the air above the Divine Sea.

Zhang Xingyu opened his eyes.

What met his eyes was a golden sword light.

Swish!

Zhang Xingyu had no time to think, as the Fire Dragon transformed into light and pierced through his body.

Boom—!

A red and a golden sword light violently collided in midair, producing a thunderous roar.

After repelling the incoming flying swords, Zhang Xingyu finally saw the situation around him clearly.

About ten zhang ahead of him stood four people.

Leading them was a man of imposing bearing— none other than Yuan Wushang.

Yuan Wushang gripped a golden flying sword, coldly staring at Zhang Xingyu.

Behind him stood three people.

One of them was a burly man holding aloft a glowing sixfold treasure pagoda.

The other two were a short, stout man embracing a golden skeleton, and a tall, thin man holding an ink-black skull.

The Night Pearl emitted a lurid white light, casting the expressions of those present in an especially grim light.

Holy crap! These guys are really dogs. In such a pitch-black, indiscernible environment, they actually managed to find us again.

Zhang Xingyu tightened his grip on the flying sword in his hand.

This battle seems inevitable.

"Senior Brother Yuan, this kid's body is glowing; he must have taken that Divine Fruit. If we kill him, we can refine his flesh and blood into pills, perhaps retaining some of the Divine Fruit's efficacy. Once we consume them, our strength will surely increase greatly." the man holding the skull shouted.

Yuan Wushang lightly nodded.

When a tiger doesn't show its might, you treat me like a sick cat.

Zhang Xingyu gathered all the spiritual power within his body.

The fire dragon in his hand emitted a brilliant light.

"Fire Dragon, Fire Dragon, let's join forces today and wipe out the enemy!"

The Fire Dragon trembled lightly, silently responding to Zhang Xingyu's words.

"Kid, this sword of yours is not bad, I want it!" shouted the big man holding the treasure pagoda, rushing at Zhang Xingyu.

Zhang Xingyu lightly waved the Fire Dragon in his hand.

"My sword is called the Fire Dragon; if you have the ability, come and take it!"

"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin! Kid, prepare to die!"

The big man holding the treasure pagoda shouted loudly, pouring spiritual power into the treasure pagoda in his hand.

In a moment, the treasure pagoda transformed into a small mountain, howling as it enveloped Zhang Xingyu.

"Fire Dragon, attack!"

Seeing the enemy make a move, Zhang Xingyu flew on his sword to meet them.

"Crack!"

The Fire Dragon struck the treasure pagoda, which emitted a bursting sound.

"Turns out it's just a showy, useless thing!"

Zhang Xingyu laughed heartily and pressed the Fire Dragon's attack.

"Boom!"

After three strikes, the treasure pagoda shattered.

"Damn it! Dare to destroy my treasure!" the big man spat a mouthful of fresh blood.

Yuan Wushang, seeing this, activated the flying sword in his hand.

"Let's attack together, don't let him get away!"

Having said that, Yuan Wushang launched a fierce attack at Zhang Xingyu.

At the same time, the short fat guy and the tall thin guy behind him also launched an attack.

Damn! Too shameless!

Zhang Xingyu cursed under his breath, then shouted loudly: "Fire Dragon, Slay Immortals!"

A streak of light flashed, and the big man holding the treasure pagoda, the short fat guy, and the tall thin guy spurted blood and collapsed.

Although Yuan Wushang reacted quickly, he also paid the price of his sword being destroyed and himself injured.

He looked at Zhang Xingyu in horror, as if seeing a terrifying monster.

Zhang Xingyu spat a mouthful of fresh blood, barely using the Fire Dragon to support his body.

That sword strike just now had exhausted all the spiritual power he had just gathered.

Yuan Wushang had reservations, while Zhang Xingyu had no strength left.

Neither side made another move; they simply stared at each other in silence.

After a moment, Yuan Wushang's eye corner twitched.

He once again sacrificed a flying sword.

"Kid, prepare to die! I don't believe you can unleash that sword strike again!"