Chapter 103

"Of course it didn't succeed." Lin Xian coughed, waved the horsetail whisk in his hand, and it transformed into a sky-covering curtain, instantly interrupting the noisy cursing. He smiled slightly and said, "It's just that my lineage has some connection with the first generation Saint, er, Saint Son of Yaochi."

"First generation Saint Son?" The Saintess of Yaochi was slightly stunned, not remembering that Yaochi ever had a first generation Saint Son.

The Sacred Ground of Yaochi was a tradition founded by the Queen Mother of the West in her later years. At that time, her husband, the Great Accomplishment Saint Body, had died after encountering a curse. Heartbroken, the Queen Mother of the West set a rule: Yaochi rarely accepted male disciples, let alone a Saint Son.

Throughout the ages, only a few Yaochi Saintesses had married outside the sect; most Saintesses succeeded to the position of Queen Mother of the West.

"Woof, woof, woof..." The big black dog clamored, "Yaochi did have a Saint Son. You bunch of unfilial descendants should go back and flip through the ancient records."

The expression of the Yaochi Saintess became increasingly subtle, and her voice was ethereal, like immortal music: "That must be my lack of learning. I invite the Daoist to come up for a meeting."

Seeing this, the descendants of the Thirteen Great Bandits all began to howl like ghosts: "Beast, what a beast!"

Just like that, they easily entered the boudoir of the Yaochi Saintess.

Under countless gazes that could kill, Lin Xian and his group stepped into the interior of the pavilion where the Yaochi Sacred Ground was temporarily residing, where several girls in white were serving, guarding nine pieces of stone material.

Lin Xian glanced at them, thoughtful. It seemed that the Yaochi Saintess had come to the Northern Region this time to find the Source Heaven Master.

The two young Daoist acolytes beside him, Er Lengzi and Wang Shu, were staring blankly at the stone materials.

"Has the Daoist noticed anything unusual?" the Yaochi Saintess asked tentatively.

"None at all." Lin Xian smiled slightly, not taking the bait. Playing hard to get, he took a jade box from his bosom and handed it to the Yaochi Saintess.

The Yaochi fairy beside her prepared to step forward to take it, but was stopped by the Yaochi Saintess. She smiled softly, like the sound of nature: "Daoist, what is the meaning of this?"

"To accomplish the unfinished work of predecessors, to attain the perfection of merit..." Lin Xian said leisurely, drawing sideways glances from everyone.

The voice of a middle-aged woman came from inside the pavilion: "The Yaochi Saintess does not marry outside."

"Senior is mistaken. Our two families have a connection; this is a gift for Yaochi." Lin Xian did not change his expression. He flicked the horsetail whisk in his hand, set down the box containing the Human Origin Fruit, and said leisurely: "My Qingxia Gate wishes to establish a sect in the Northern Region and spread the faith widely. I hope Yaochi will grant permission."

In the five regions of Big Dipper, there is no lack of Imperial lineages. The southern part of the Eastern Wasteland is the territory of the Yaoguang Sacred Ground and the Ji family, while the northern part of the Eastern Wasteland is the domain of the Jiang family, the Yaochi Sacred Ground, and the Thirteen Great Bandits.

To preach here, one must build good relationships. Regarding the Jiang family and the Thirteen Great Bandits, there are the God King and Jiang Tingting to act as intermediaries.

The Yaochi Sacred Ground counts as a familiar stranger, with quite a bit of history.

"Kid, isn't this gift of yours too heavy!" the Black Emperor grinned, "A Human Origin Fruit, that's over a hundred thousand catties of Source..."

"Kid?" The Yaochi Saintess suddenly became suspicious, looking at Lin Xian's transformed image of an old immortal, a trace of inquiry flashing in her eyes.

"Human Origin Fruit!" The middle-aged woman upstairs had a frozen expression. To give such a precious gift, could the Qingxia lineage really be thinking of marrying the Yaochi Saintess?

"Daoist, the gift is too heavy." The middle-aged woman upstairs was very firm, pushing away the divine fruit that could extend life.

"Yaochi is truly wealthy and imposing, one sect with three Supremes..." Lin Xian muttered in his heart, then gave a wink to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan understood and said loudly: "We are all our own people, what is heavy or not? If Yaochi has the heart, at most give a return gift of one hundred thousand catties of Source, and that will count as the friendship between the two lineages."

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged woman threw down a post and said indifferently: "Hold this item, and you can withdraw one hundred and fifty thousand catties of Source from any of my Yaochi's stone workshops."

Ye Fan had a strange expression, caught the post, and looked at Lin Xian again, having the illusion of holding a million and being told to leave his children.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Lin Xian smiled slightly and performed a Daoist salute: "Many thanks to Yaochi, then this poor Daoist will take his leave first."

Saying this, Lin Xian took his group and really left, without the slightest nostalgia, leaving the Yaochi Saintess stunned. After they had gone far away, a fairy beside her couldn't help but say: "What on earth did these people come here to do?"

"Perhaps they really came to sell things?" The Yaochi Saintess was also somewhat unsettled. She had never seen such people. Could one hundred thousand catties of Source be more precious than a Yaochi fairy?

There are countless Saint Sons on the Eastern Wasteland, throwing away thousands of gold, yet they cannot even enter the threshold of Yaochi.

If Ye Fan were to answer this question, he would choose the one hundred thousand catties of Source without hesitation.

The Saint Body is poor and afraid, and he doesn't dare to spend even a catty of Source recklessly.

The reason Lin Xian and Ye Fan's group left so quickly was because of another reason: Lin Xian's two young Daoist acolytes, Er Lengzi and Wang Shu, began to have their bloodlines quietly change after coming into contact with the nine stones of Yaochi.

They were evolving from ordinary Silver Blood descendants toward the true Silver Blood Imperial Clan, with wisps of silver light appearing in their blood. If it were all silver, they would be at least Great Saints, if not Quasi-Emperors.

Wang Shu and Er Lengzi's forehead bones were like a portal, connected to a mysterious origin, with divine energy nourishing their bodies. They were no different from cultivators in the Divine Bridge realm.

"Damn it, they are going to evolve into pure-blooded Silver Blood Imperial Clan members!" The big black dog's eyes went straight as it watched, shouting, wanting Lin Xian to hand over the two young acolytes for it to guide.

Ye Fan looked sideways and whispered: "Is this black dog reliable? It won't teach them until they bleed out, will it?"

Hearing this, the Black Emperor was immediately furious and bit toward Ye Fan: "Is this Emperor that kind of person?!"

"You are exactly that kind of dog!" Ye Fan used the Fighting Saint Art to counterattack.

"Leave it to the Black Emperor; no one among us understands the Primordial King Clan better than it does," Lin Xian said softly, but he thought of another matter.

Among those nine stone materials of Yaochi, there must be relics of the Silver Blood Imperial Clan. They might be stone materials given to Yaochi by the fifth-generation Source Heaven Master. The two are of the same origin, so he must find an opportunity to get his hands on them.

In this way, Er Lengzi's older sister and younger sister could both stimulate their bloodlines and transform toward the true Imperial Clan. From then on, the Heavenly Mystery Sacred Ground would never lack core disciples.

In the future, when conquering other regions, there would be no need to worry about the problem of manpower, and they could expand rapidly.

Although the Black Emperor is black and cheap, comparable to Duan De, it has followed the Beginningless Great Emperor for many years and can be called a divine treasury. It taught a very strange profound technique, specifically targeting the special physiques of Lei Bo and Wang Shu, guiding the mysterious energy within their forehead bones to temper every inch of their flesh and blood.

Other descendants of Wang Lei who were considered to have aptitude and good character were also taught some introductory mental techniques, laying the foundation for future awakening.

After another period of time, relying on the one hundred and fifty thousand catties of Source from selling the Human Origin Fruit, the unused divine Source, a large amount of Purple Mountain stone, and the two Source Heaven Masters searching for dragons and veins every day.

By scraping together resources, they were finally gathered. Ye Fan broke through to the fourth heaven of the Dao Palace, and Lin Xian also successfully stepped into the fifth heaven of the Dao Palace.

This time, the five elements gathered, the Dao Palace was complete, and Lin Xian initiated a transformation. According to the guidance of the complete Dao Scripture, he completed the third transformation of the Other Shore, and his physique was improved once.

This was not the end. Lin Xian had a premonition that he still had one more transformation in the Dao Palace realm, because besides the five gods, there were still three "selves" to cultivate in the Dao Palace.

Looking at Ye Fan, whose cultivation speed was getting faster and faster and was gradually catching up to him, Lin Xian sighed at the perversion of the Ancient Saint Body, needing only resources to break through, while also feeling happy.

It wouldn't be long before the Saint Body was small-accomplished, and he could gnaw on Ye Fan!

"Saint blood extends life, what a beautiful thing!" Lin Xian often discussed with the Black Emperor how to maximize the use of Saint blood.

In this regard, the big black dog is an absolute expert. It is used to killing acquaintances, and the Beginningless Great Emperor of the current age must have used his own Saint blood to baptize the Black Emperor's flesh, otherwise, it cannot be explained why the Black Emperor's flesh is so powerful, able to bite back and forth with the Ancient Saint Body.

"Use the Li Fire Divine Furnace, good medicine needs a good furnace!" the big black dog clamored, "If he dares to resist, just throw the Saint Body in to temper it."

"A furnace to refine people, do you think I'm Taishang Laojun?" Lin Xian muttered, but he still sacrificed the Li Fire Divine Furnace. This is a Quasi-Emperor weapon, the weapon of the Hengyu Great Emperor before he attained the Dao. He didn't know why it had fallen into the hands of a Dao Palace sect like the Li Fire Sect.

When they seized this item from the Li Fire Sect, Ye Fan's face turned green, and he kept saying it was impossible, absolutely impossible.

However, the fact was so magical that a Quasi-Emperor weapon, which could even be called half an Emperor weapon, was obtained so easily.

Five-colored mist threads drifted, the copper furnace was bright and shiny, looking very exquisite. On the furnace body, there were some blurred carvings. Vaguely, one could see a sun and several divine birds.

This is definitely a wonderful tool for refining great medicine. Lin Xian collected Saint blood, received Silver blood, squeezed Imperial blood, cut open his own blood, and didn't even let go of the Black Emperor's blood.

Making the big black dog shout that it was truly a dog meeting a dog, not even letting go of a dog.

It turned out that sacrificing the Li Fire Divine Furnace was not to refine the Saint Body, but to refine the Black Emperor.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over your Demon Saint blood." Lin Xian shouted, using the Fighting Saint Art to suppress the Black Emperor, but no matter what, he couldn't cut through its flesh.

In the end, it was only after Lin Xian used both threats and inducements, promising to teach it a few sentences of the Qing Emperor Scripture, that the big black dog stingily squeezed out a few drops of demon blood and symbolically put it in.

Many kinds of blood mixed together, quietly undergoing a mysterious change. Lin Xian let the system detect it, and it actually detected a trace of chaotic aura that was extremely small.

This made Lin Xian have a bold idea. If he added some God blood and Dao blood, and refined ten thousand bloods into a pill, wouldn't he be able to refine a Chaos Divine Pill?

And it was only taking blood, not hurting the origin, which could allow the ten thousand kings of the world to continuously produce blood, sell blood, and create blood.

This profit is simpler and rougher than the Ruthless Great Emperor eating the origin, but it requires a long-term effort. Refining one Chaos Divine Pill a year, ten thousand years is ten thousand pills, one million years is one million pills!

With one million Chaos Divine Pills, even a pig could become an immortal.

"I have a great idea: establish a Heavenly Court and save all the kings of the world." Lin Xian's eyes had light, as if he saw hope, and he said righteously: "Fly to immortality with the whole sect, and bring all living beings to eternal life together!"

Once this idea came out, the Black Emperor shouted "good fellow."

If the Ruthless One is still a simple and rough slave owner, killing and seizing, then Lin Xian is an entrepreneur, using an invisible whip to whip the kings of the world forward.

This whip can be divine medicine, immortal scriptures, eternal life, the Great Dao, or a rescue ticket for the dark turmoil.

In the face of the danger of dark turmoil, what is mere King blood?

After Ye Fan attains the Dao as the Heavenly Emperor, Lin Xian can also sell tickets to the Immortal Domain to all living beings in the universe. The Heavenly Emperor aims for the Immortal Dao and swears to march into the Immortal Domain, bringing all living beings to become immortals. Such an opportunity only comes once in an era.

The last time the Heavenly Emperor fought on the Immortal Road was in the Mythological Era's Heavenly Court. Don't miss it if you pass by. If you don't get on the bus now, you will have to wait another few million years to enter the domain!

You only need ten thousand years of King blood to be sealed in divine Source and follow the Heavenly Emperor to lie down and win into the Immortal Domain!

What? Ten thousand years is too long, a Great Saint can only live for eight thousand years? It's okay, we can pay in installments.

Sleep for one hundred thousand years first, then wake up for one thousand years to cultivate the Dao, recreate blood, and after selling the King blood, go back to sleep in the divine Source.

Don't worry, don't worry about the divine Source not being enough and dying of old age in the years.

There is a Ye Heavenly Emperor who lives with the world. Whoever dies, he will not die. He can refine divine Source at any time and re-seal the kings.

(End of this chapter)