Chapter 388

Since ancient times, countless Great Emperors, Ancient Emperors, and even Heavenly Venerables have left descendants on this ancient star.

Their bloodlines have fused together, and although they have undergone a million years of change, they have become extremely thin.

But once spiritual energy recovers and stimulates the bloodlines, there will inevitably be atavism, and even bloodline fusion and mutation will occur.

Sometimes, Lin Xian even feels that this was done intentionally by the ancient Great Emperors. The true immortal mountains and blessed lands of Earth are all covered by great arrays, and the tiny external areas are filled with humans, with the tip of the iceberg accommodating 99% of the planet's living beings.

Such a vast gene pool is limited to a few landmasses for breeding and selection. Not to mention birthing one or two Holy Bodies or Heavenly Demon Bodies, even if a Chaos Body popped out of Earth, it would be within a reasonable scope.

The Heavenly Court's decree was passed down, and whether it was the sects of the Central Plains, the families of the demon gods, or the Western traditions, they all stirred into action.

Quality over quantity. If stunning disciples were recommended, there would not only be rewards of great medicine and imperial scriptures, but the Great Sages behind the families could also be the first to enter Mount Kunlun to comprehend the immortal weapons together with the various Quasi-Emperors.

Except for a few pre-determined candidates, such as the Young Heavenly Master Zhang Qingyang and the Great Xia's Long Xiaoque, the cultivation world changed its closed-off form of the past and began to search in the mortal world. Even if it were one in ten thousand among billions of people, there would be hundreds of thousands of talents, and then after careful selection, there would always be geniuses.

And then, they really found human heroes, or rather, demon heroes!

A squirrel with purple fur could only be considered an ordinary spirit pet, and its aptitude was barely enough for cultivation among humans, but the child in its arms was extremely stunning.

Its whole body shimmered with purple light, like silk, exquisite to an excessive degree, making one subconsciously think of a divine material—God-Marked Purple Gold!

"Kunlun Immortal Blood."

Great Xia's Long Que said with an incomparably certain tone, "This child has Kunlun Immortal Blood. If the Heavenly Court didn't have Quasi-Emperors, I would have wanted to snatch it away and take it as my own disciple."

A dignified Great Sage was now carefully holding a small squirrel, his eyes incomparably doting. If the Great Xia Longque family knew, they would definitely go crazy. What kind of person was their ancestor? Unruly and a world-shaking demon god; the younger generation was always cautious in front of them.

Even a prodigy within the clan like Long Xiaoque would be overjoyed to receive one or two pointers from the Great Sage Long Que.

But now, the Great Sage Long Que's attitude was simply humble to the extreme.

The little guy was as crystalline as a purple diamond, and its pair of eyes were like two black gemstones, and very large, blinking pitifully and flashing with light. If a woman saw it, she would definitely go crazy and want to dote on it.

But in the eyes of Great Xia's Long Que, this was a future Quasi-Emperor—Kunlun Immortal Blood, at least a Quasi-Emperor!

"Little squirrel, little squirrel..."

Lin Xian smiled and waved, took out a ten-thousand-year Vermilion Fruit from his bosom and handed it over. The little guy sniffed it and was very happy, holding the fruit and rolling around.

After playing enough, the little squirrel was attracted by the spiritual energy of the Vermilion Fruit and was about to take a bite, but suddenly looked up at Great Xia's Long Que and carefully pushed half of the fruit out.

"Eat it. I have roamed the world for a lifetime, would I snatch food from a junior like you?"

Great Xia's Long Que snorted coldly and stood with his hands behind his back.

The purple little squirrel scratched its head, not understanding Great Xia's Long Que's meaning, but it sensed the other party's kindness and laughed heartlessly.

Lin Xian shook his head. Senior Long Que, in this environment, being tsundere is out of fashion. How old are you, still playing this game?

The Heavenly Court's recruitment this time had a very wide scope and also had a profound influence. Many mortal nations quietly replaced part of their textbooks with ancient literature studies to lay the foundation for future cultivation.

But the screening was also extremely strict. Fewer than ten people could truly enter Mount Kunlun, and only the little squirrel was qualified to go to the Immortal-Becoming Land.

As the little guy walked into Mount Kunlun, Lin Xian was surprised to find that, except in the Immortal-Becoming Land, he could find a true Medicine King near Mount Kunlun.

And the little squirrel itself found several small Medicine Kings of fifty or sixty thousand years, which could be called a miracle.

"In the dark, is there really such a thing as destiny? The Kunlun Immortal Blood coming to the immortal mountain is like returning home."

Lin Xian sighed, and then, following the little squirrel's guidance, bumped into a Semi-Divine Medicine.

A Fleeceflower with emerald green leaves and golden roots was rooted in the earth vein. Its face was old, and its expression was nervous, as if it were an old man, constantly begging, "Don't eat me..."

This was the ancestor of the Fleeceflower, and no one knew how many years it had grown. It was a divine herb nurtured by heaven and earth, breathing in the essence of the sun and moon, its body full of inexhaustible essence.

It could not leap across the sky like an Undying Medicine, but it could travel through the earth veins like the ancestor ginseng of Mount Zhangbai. Only a sixth-generation Origin Heaven Ancestor like Lin Xian could stop it.

"Don't worry, the Heavenly Court has Undying Medicine; we don't need you for pill refining."

"Are you willing to enter the Immortal-Becoming Land and grow there?"

"I want to borrow you to observe the Dao for a while."

Lin Xian stared at the Fleeceflower and said incomparably seriously.

One of the mysteries of the Red Dust Immortal is to produce longevity substances oneself. Lin Xian engraving the Kunlun terrain onto his own body is based on this principle, and Ye Fan observing the incomplete human-shaped divine medicine dying and coming back to life is also this kind of realization.

If one could witness a Semi-Divine Medicine transforming into a Divine Medicine, that would be a true great opportunity.

"Can I also go to the Immortal-Becoming Land?" The Semi-Divine Medicine Fleeceflower was very pleasantly surprised. It didn't expect to turn a misfortune into a blessing. Although Semi-Divine Medicines like them could live forever, they didn't have the cultivation of Undying Medicine and lived in constant fear.

"Squeak squeak..."

The purple little squirrel stepped forward to comfort it and invited the Fleeceflower to sit on its shoulder.

Whether it was because of the little squirrel's innocent heart or the attraction of the Kunlun Immortal Blood, the Fleeceflower was very close to it.

Stepping into the Immortal Valley, both the arrival of the Semi-Divine Medicine and the little squirrel's aptitude shocked several Quasi-Emperors, and even Undying Medicines circled around it, wanting to play together.

"An innocent heart?"

Emperor Yu was a bit shocked and muttered, "Pure and flawless, able to be close to the immortal, the Immortal Platform not being stained, only remembering the most profound things—there really is such an existence."

"This little guy might be able to become an immortal in the future."

A conclusion drawn from the mouth of a Quasi-Emperor is definitely not nonsense. Lin Xian had seen someone similar to the little squirrel, named Little Nan Nan, who was the Dao Fruit of the Ruthless Great Emperor.

One born innately, one arriving later; if they met, they would definitely become good friends.

The little squirrel and the Undying Medicine chased and played, and in a trance, a light of divinity circulated.

"Kunlun Immortal Blood, it really is Immortal Blood!" The Daoist Shan Huang clicked his tongue in wonder and had the thought of taking it as a disciple.

The Human Demon Quasi-Emperor was also moved, but unfortunately, the little squirrel was instinctively afraid when it saw his big bone club and hid behind Lin Xian. Although it later sensed the Human Demon's kindness and hopped forward, it showed there was no fate.

"My Dao is the law of the jungle; it is indeed not suitable for him." The Human Demon old man shook his head. If the little squirrel forced itself to learn his Dao techniques, it would only destroy its innocent heart and easily lead to the extreme demonic path of survival of the fittest, viewing all spirits in the world as food, while the state of mind was indifferent.

That would be a disaster. If a Demon Emperor started a dark turmoil without self-slashing, I'm afraid the Supreme Beings in the forbidden zones would be so anxious they would jump out to defend the great universe.

Thus, Emperor Yu and the Daoist Shan Huang began to argue.

The Daoist Shan Huang said earnestly, "Brother Dao is of the human race, why compete with me for a prodigy of the demon race?"

"Human race, demon race, we are all one family." Emperor Yu smiled indifferently, "My wife is of the Tushan clan; tracing the bloodline, it is also Kunlun Immortal Blood."

Lin Xian looked sideways, not expecting that among the human emperors, there was a traitor who had hooked up with the Kunlun remnants.

"Hahaha, Kunlun Immortal Blood, where is there Kunlun Immortal Blood?!"

Before seeing the person, one heard the voice. Just as Emperor Yu and the Daoist Shan Huang were at a stalemate, Duan De's voice came from outside the valley, and then his bloated figure came into view.

"A rare thing, truly a rare thing." Duan De paid his respects to the several Quasi-Emperors and Great Xia's Long Que, but his gaze was fixed on the little squirrel, muttering, "Could it become a generation of Demon Emperor?"

Once these words were spoken, except for Lin Xian, everyone's heart skipped a beat. This dead fatty's character wasn't great, but his eye for talent was vicious.

Emperor Zun, the Sun Holy Emperor, the Ruthless Great Emperor, and Ye Fan had never misjudged a person.

"Child, I will pass on a volume of Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun scriptures to you."

The Daoist Shan Huang's face was suddenly filled with smiles, and he waved his hand incomparably kindly. His background was extraordinary. In his early years, he accidentally entered a Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun mansion left over from the mythological era and swallowed a fragment of the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill, thus cultivating into a Quasi-Emperor as an old mountain chicken.

Inside the cave dwelling, there were also Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun notes, which he also obtained for cultivation.

"What are Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun scriptures? I have an Imperial Scripture."

Emperor Yu said with a solemn expression, "Although you are from the demon race, if you worship me as your father, human resources will also be tilted toward you."

The little squirrel was confused and heartless, unable to distinguish what kind of fortune it was to be competed for as a disciple by Quasi-Emperors, just shyly hiding behind Lin Xian.

The so-called price is what people assign to it.

The competition between the two Quasi-Emperors made the little squirrel's status rise straight up, further verifying Duan De's guess.

"Future Great Emperor, future Great Emperor... if it really becomes an Emperor, wouldn't I, this poor Daoist, be able to walk sideways for the next ten thousand years?"

Duan De muttered for a long time, then simply hardened his heart. Relying on having the Imperial Array deity, he gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, saying, "What are Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun scriptures? This poor Daoist is also a Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun reincarnation. Child, come here, this poor Daoist has a heavy treasure for you."

A God-Marked Purple Gold Tower floated in the void, matching the purple little guy very well. All were shining with purple light, reflecting each other, making the several Quasi-Emperors stare blankly.

"Could this tower be prepared for him by the Heavens?"

The Daoist Shan Huang muttered. Having cultivated to the Quasi-Emperor realm, he didn't believe in things like heavenly numbers and destiny, but he would still have a little awe.

The theory of luck is mysterious, but it truly exists.

There is a purple tower in Mount Kunlun waiting for the purple little squirrel with Kunlun Immortal Blood to open it—it's too coincidental.

The theory of the Demon Emperor seems to be truly verified.

The little squirrel didn't know the preciousness of the purple tower, just playing around it as if holding a pinecone, extremely cute.

"Little Song paired with Duan De?"

Lin Xian had a strange expression. One was a scoundrel who could be ranked among the most despicable and shameless in the great universe, and the other was an innocent immortal spirit with an innocent heart. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't feel right.

Duan De used divine techniques to help the little squirrel open its roots, allowing it to speak human language, and then coaxed, "Disciple, call me Master!"

Little Song nodded as if it understood, and then carefully peeked at the others, a bit nervous.

"This poor Daoist is truly confused. Follow me and learn." Duan De patted his head and taught the little squirrel: "Mas-ter!"

Little Song nodded obediently and followed suit, saying, "Disciple, call me Master!"

Duan De's face turned black. It learned, but did it finish learning? It learned the previous sentence.

Lin Xian couldn't help but laugh wantonly, laughing at that Underworld Emperor for lacking wisdom and the Origin Emperor for lacking strategy, losing both the disciple and the troops.

Truly a natural counter to the black-bellied.

(End of chapter)