Chapter 1908

Not only did Master Yuanshi believe Luo Fu's goal was the Book of Destiny, but even Tongtian Jiaozhu thought the same.

Since Luo Fu's appearance could write the Book of Destiny, the Book of Destiny rightfully belongs to Luo Fu—he is the only one in all of Honghuang's ten thousand years to have ever written it.

Luo Fu knew nothing of Master Yuanshi and the others coming to him with the Book of Destiny.

He was teaching Shibi Shi how to infuse primordial spiritual treasures with poison, and with the power of primordial ginseng fruit, the toxin was indeed several times stronger than what he had used before.

"Saint Luo Fu, you are truly divine!"

"Wow, this poison is incredibly pure!"

Sister Houtu and Sister Xuanming watched from the side, and unable to contain their astonishment, they cried out in surprise.

"This is only a portion. What I have given you—if you master even three-tenths of it, you shall dominate Honghuang!" Luo Fu said calmly.

But Luo Fu's casual words shocked all twelve Ancestral Wushen present.

Yet they never doubted Luo Fu was lying, for Luo Fu truly possessed this ability.

Shibi Shi was especially grateful to Luo Fu; this time, his mastery of poison would surely surpass every member of the demonic race.

Precisely because of this, Qiangliang had also come over.

Luo Fu gave the twelve Ancestral Wushen different primordial ginseng fruits and primordial peaches; how much they could cultivate and transform depended entirely on their own ability and talent.

Qiangliang's strength was especially formidable, on par with Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin.

However, Qiangliang did not compete with them; instead, he wished to see how much the other Ancestral Wushen improved after consuming them before deciding for himself.

Sister Houtu brought over a ginseng fruit and handed it to Qiangliang, saying, "Qiangliang, Elder Brother and Second Brother have both eaten theirs—take this one and see how much your rank increases."

"I'm not in a hurry, little sister. You all eat first."

Qiangliang truly hoped the others would grow stronger—he could go without eating, as long as the Wushen grew stronger, their side would have greater hope.

Moreover, they had already placed all their hopes on Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin's intellect was top-tier.

Di Jiang, as the Ancestral Wushen of space, possessed strength that was no less remarkable.

Yet nearly all twelve Ancestral Wushen were at the Peak of Nascent Soul, and none had yet attained Dao and become a Saint—this was the greatest concern of the twelve Ancestral Wushen, and now they waited to see if they could achieve sainthood this time.

Luo Fu understood precisely what weighed on their hearts.

"If you wish to ascend from Peak of Nascent Soul to Saint, then listen to me—I shall surely help all twelve of you become Saints."

With these words from Luo Fu, the other Ancestral Wushen believed without doubt.

Luo Fu had never lied to them.

The Heaven-Opening Axe was also with them, so no matter what, they had no fear—only that Luo Fu might suddenly vanish.

Sister Xuanming, with great boldness, asked, "Saint Luo Fu, my Xuanming Bone Arrow has now evolved, yet even after consuming the primordial ginseng fruit, my cultivation base has barely increased—could you please do me a favor?"

"Speak."

Sister Xuanming watched Luo Fu's expression; though somewhat embarrassed, she showed no impatience.

"Could Saint Luo Fu please help me open my meridians at the moment when the first ray of sunlight breaks over the eastern horizon?"

Luo Fu looked at Sister Xuanming in surprise.

Sister Xuanming's face was flushed, though she had the nerve to ask—she knew such a request was highly improper, but only Luo Fu could accomplish it.

Moreover, Sister Xuanming wished to rapidly increase her cultivation base, to match the power of her Xuanming Bone Arrow and her pet, which had consumed the primordial peach.