Chapter 475: Chu Yang

During his ascension, Chu Yang had no concern that anyone would disturb him.

On one hand, Mu Tianyin would guard him constantly on the Continent of Battle Qi.

On the other, no one had the nerve to try.

Half an hour later, Chu Yang slowly opened his eyes, sensing the comprehensive enhancement brought by the Seventh-Level Ascension Sacred Body, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The comprehensive boost of the Sixth-Level Ascension Sacred Body reached approximately 140.5 percent.

The Seventh-Level Ascension Sacred Body reached approximately 156.5 percent.

Compared to the Fifth-Level Ascension Sacred Body, this was an increase of over thirty percent, meaning Chu Yang’s various abilities had improved by over thirty percent.

Yet with the enhancement of all his abilities, his overall strength had surged far beyond that figure.

For instance, the power of [Fengdu] increased by ten percent, and Deno’s Ultimate Gene also increased by ten percent, but their fusion resulted in a power boost far exceeding ten percent.

Exhaling a foul breath, Chu Yang stretched lazily and leaned back in the reclining chair, lifting his teacup.

At the same time, his soul force, wrapped in source qi, swept out and firmly suppressed the ripples rising from beneath the earth.

Thus, even if the battle within the Ancient Emperor’s Cave grew fiercest, it would have no effect on the outside.

Another half hour passed, and two figures flew out first from the Heaven Burn Qi Refining Tower; one of them was Zi Yan.

The other was a middle-aged man with long purple-gold hair and golden irises brimming with authority.

Zhu Kun!

The elder dragon emperor of the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon clan, a Peak Battle Saint, had once sought an opportunity to break through to Emperor level and found the Ancient Emperor’s Cave—only to be betrayed by the Ancient Emperor and reduced to guarding its entrance.

Zi Yan still bore faint tear tracks; her gaze toward her father held a hint of distance and resentment.

Abandoned since childhood, it was natural she harbored some bitterness.

“Emperor Chu!” Zi Yan approached Chu Yang and bowed deeply.

Zhu Kun had clearly heard of Chu Yang’s deeds and hurriedly bowed as well, adding gratefully: “Thank Itachi, Emperor Chu, for coming to my daughter’s aid in her time of peril!”

Chu Yang waved his hand. “I helped the Eastern Dragon Island back then not because of Itachi, but out of respect for Elders Zhu Li and Qi Itachi.”

“But I’d ask Itachi to carry a message back for me: I wish to appoint those two elders as the Imperial Guardian Dragons of the Great Xia Empire.”

“If they agree, let them come to the Great Xia Imperial Palace to find me.”

Chu Yang had been bosom friends with those two Eastern Dragon Island elders, their temperaments perfectly aligned.

Had I not intervened, given their talent, even if the Continent of Battle Qi entered a new golden age with abundant spiritual energy, they’d never break through to Emperor level in a lifetime.

Zhu Kun looked utterly bewildered—he clearly had no idea who Chu Yang meant.

But Zi Yan’s expression brightened instantly. “Rest assured, Emperor Chu, I’ll deliver your message!”

Chu Yang nodded, speaking with deep implication: “Following Huo Er is a wise choice. Itachi and the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon clan will gain immense benefits because of it.”

“I assume Itachi already know of the Great Thousand World. If the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon clan and the Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan can set aside their grudges and protect Huo Er…”

“Becoming True Dragon and True Phoenix is not impossible…”

Hearing this, Zi Yan’s eyes sharpened; Zhu Kun frowned.

The temptation of True Dragon and True Phoenix was undeniable—but it also seemed too ethereal.

The two clans had been ancient enemies for countless years. Even if those in power wished to bury the hatchet, how could the clan members accept it?

“That’s all I’ll say. What Itachi choose to do next is entirely up to Itachi.”

With that, Chu Yang waved his hand. The two dared not speak further and quickly withdrew.

Moments later, warriors from various clans also flew out of the Heaven Burn Qi Refining Tower—clearly, the struggle had reached its final outcome.

Chu Yang had been watching the scene below all along and understood everything perfectly.

As in the original storyline, Hun Tian Di seized the Emperor-grade Proto-Elixir, but the Hun Clan suffered heavy losses and failed to claim the Flame Plaza.

Compared to before entering, the number of clan warriors had decreased by sixty percent—clearly, many had perished in the struggle.

Yet despite the fierce fighting, all the powerful figures still came before Chu Yang to bow, then departed quietly, daring not to fight in his presence.

Akatsuki Yan remained last, staring at Chu Yang, lips moving but words unspoken.

“Itachi want me to intervene and help Itachi deal with Hun Tian Di?” Chu Yang regarded him with a faint, knowing smile.

Akatsuki Yan clenched his teeth, bowing and speaking gravely: “The Hun Clan has wolfish ambitions. If Hun Tian Di breaks through to Emperor level, the continent will never know peace again!”

Chu Yang raised an eyebrow. “Even if he breaks through to Emperor level, do Itachi think he could be my match?”

“Besides, the Hun Clan is not strong enough to shake the positions of the Great Xia Empire or the Yun Lan Sect!”

“Itachi should know I didn’t help Itachi arrange things with Akatsuki Xun’er out of mere kindness.”

“If Itachi want me to help Itachi again, show me your sincerity.”

Akatsuki Yan frowned, probing: “What do Itachi want me to do?”

“The Flame Spirits,” Chu Yang said softly. “I want Itachi to gather all the Flame Spirits, then give me one strand of their primal flame.”

Akatsuki Yan let out a bitter laugh. “I’ve managed to combine several Flame Spirits into myself by sheer luck—if I were to gather them all, I fear…”

Chu Yang raised his hand to cut him off, his expression odd. Seriously? Luck?

That’s all thanks to the Burn Decree, isn’t it?

No wonder he’s called “Mr. Luck.”

“It’s not difficult for Itachi, and I have no intention of helping Itachi fight Hun Tian Di.”

Chu Yang took a small sip of tea. “Neither the Great Xia Empire nor the Yun Lan Sect will interfere in conflicts between other factions for the sake of gain.”

“But I will help Itachi break through to Emperor level. Whether Itachi defeat Hun Tian Di depends entirely on your own strength.”

“Yet to break through to Emperor level, Itachi must gather all the Flame Spirits—there’s an inevitable link between the two. So what I just said isn’t a condition.”

“After all, if I killed Itachi, I could still obtain the Flame Spirit’s primal source!”

Akatsuki Yan’s face changed slightly; a chill ran through his heart.

Chu Yang looked calm and easygoing, almost approachable—but he hadn’t forgotten how many powerful figures had fallen in Jiama Empire because of this man.

This was absolutely a ruthless killer.

“So the Flame Spirit’s primal source is merely an additional condition…”

Chu Yang smiled warmly. “My real condition is this: after Itachi break through to Emperor level, Itachi must continuously gather all powerful flames across the world and forge the Supreme Emperor Flame.”

“It’s also beneficial for Itachi—Itachi’re already on the path of fire. When the time comes, giving me one strand of the Emperor Flame’s primal source won’t harm your foundation.”

Akatsuki Yan froze, momentarily stunned.

He had imagined countless possibilities, even prepared for the worst—but he never expected Chu Yang to make such a demand.

As Chu Yang said, it cost him nothing!

In fact, it was the very path he must walk to become stronger—and hadn’t he already planned to gather powerful flames from the Great Thousand World the moment he learned of its existence?

“Is it really that simple?” Akatsuki Yan felt uncertain.

Chu Yang smiled. “Why would I lie to Itachi?”

“The uniqueness of the Burn Decree ensures only Itachi can forge the Supreme Emperor Flame I desire.”

“Even if I killed Itachi and took the Burn Decree, I wouldn’t have the time to gather flames and raise another disciple—it’s too troublesome.”

“We both gain what we need. Everyone wins.”

Akatsuki Yan didn’t doubt Chu Yang’s words—but something still felt off…

It sounded as if his only value was being a tool to collect flames?

That was a blow to his pride—he’d been hailed as a genius wherever he went since rising to prominence.

“Deal!” Akatsuki Yan had no reason to refuse.

Chu Yang nodded, then waved his hand gently. The two appeared on the Flame Plaza.

He pointed at the statue of the Ancient Emperor. “The Ancient Emperor’s legacy lies within. But to receive the inheritance and break through to Emperor level requires a long time.”

“This process will take longer than Hun Tian Di’s breakthrough via the Emperor-grade Proto-Elixir—but I can alter the flow of time here.”

Akatsuki Yan exhaled deeply. Time was what he lacked most; Chu Yang’s help solved that problem instantly.

“Thank Itachi!” Akatsuki Yan bowed to Chu Yang, then turned without hesitation and flew toward the statue.

Chu Yang smiled, then contacted Mu Tianyin to help adjust the time flow.

With Mu Tianyin as the Realm Spirit, this was effortless—he didn’t need to go through the trouble of using the Klein bottle.

After sealing the deal with Akatsuki Yan, the transformation of the Phoenix True Spirit among the Four Sacred Spirits was now secured.

The primal source of the Emperor Flame, fused from all Flame Spirits, was undoubtedly the perfect substance to trigger the Phoenix True Spirit’s evolution.

Moreover, with the precedent of the Ancient Emperor and the Realm Spirit on his side, gathering spiritual essence for the Emperor Flame wouldn’t be difficult.

After successfully gathering the essence, replicating the fusion of Ao Ting and the Divine Dragon Spirit would grant the Phoenix True Spirit sentience.

As for the Supreme Emperor Flame?

It would serve as “nourishment” to further elevate the Phoenix True Spirit!

The Four Sacred Spirits had all completed their first evolution—but as Chu Yang had anticipated, the upper limit of the Ascension Spell was far beyond this.

However, pills crafted from herbs could no longer trigger the second evolution—they required other heavenly treasures.

After the second evolution, the True Spirits’ strength would roughly reach the Earth Supreme level.

Currently, the Four Sacred Spirits lagged far behind Chu Yang’s own power and could offer him little effective aid—so he intended to rapidly elevate their strength.

In a flash, Chu Yang vanished from the Flame Plaza and reappeared in the Bamboo Grove of Yin Valley.

“Construct a small world for me. I’m going to refine medicine.”

Hearing Chu Yang’s request, Mu Tianyin didn’t hesitate—she merely flicked her slender hand, and a stable small world formed, a spatial passage appearing before them.

“The commotion might be loud—will this space even hold up?” Chu Yang raised an eyebrow.

Mu Tianyin rolled her eyes. “I’m a Realm Spirit, after all. The space I construct can easily withstand the rampage of Earth Supreme spiritual energy.”

“As long as Itachi don’t generate energy fluctuations comparable to a Heaven Supreme’s power, the small world won’t collapse.”

Chu Yang nodded, then stepped into the space passage.

Mu Tianyin, as the World Spirit, was truly unmatched—she had merely raised her hand to construct a miniature world, yet even its mountains, rivers, grasses, and trees appeared indistinguishable from the outside realm.

Sitting cross-legged atop a mountain peak, Chu Yang reached out and gently clenched his fist; a medicinal cauldron formed from primordial energy materialized before him.

The Shanrong Cauldron had long been stored within his Soul Palace, and with his current strength and alchemical skill, it could no longer withstand the shock of pill condensation.

Awakening Pangu’s spiritual awareness, Chu Yang whispered, “Give me the final derivation results of the pill formula.”

After Pangu’s transformation, he had tasked Pangu with deriving the pill formula.

Within the Tree Spirit’s memories, there existed numerous pill formulas far surpassing Emperor-grade pills; using these as references, combined with Chu Yang’s own insights and alchemical experience, posed no difficulty for Pangu.

The next instant, three new pill formulas appeared in Chu Yang’s mind.

One of them gathered celestial and terrestrial energy, its effect utterly terrifying.

The other two restored soul energy dramatically and enabled the user to enter a state bordering on sudden enlightenment.

The effects of these three pills directly matched the level of a Supreme Sovereign!

Without hesitation, Chu Yang began refining.

After Mu Tianyin transformed into the World Spirit, Chu Yang no longer needed to worry about pill tribulations—but the commotion still remained immense.

The instant the first pill was completed, a terrifying surge of energy swept across the entire miniature world, reducing grass and trees to dust and shaking mountains and rivers to the brink of collapse.

When the second pill was completed, the entire miniature world trembled violently, mountains and rivers crumbling.

After the third pill was completed, the miniature world could no longer bear the strain and shattered completely.

In the Bamboo Grove of Yin Valley, Mu Tianyin stared at Chu Yang stepping out of the space rift, her face dark with exasperation.

No wonder he’d asked her if the space was stable before entering.

He’d truly generated energy fluctuations rivaling those of a Supreme Sovereign!

Fortunately, this was within a miniature world—if he’d refined these pills on the Qi Continent, he might have triggered massive spatial collapses!

After calming her thoughts, Mu Tianyin murmured, “The energy tide is about to end. If Itachi don’t connect to the Greater World soon, the Qi Continent will fall into energy depletion.”

“At that point, many cultivators may regress in their realms.”

“Especially since Hun Tian Di and Akatsuki Yan are on the verge of breakthroughs—if they cause any more chaos, the Qi Continent may approach total energy exhaustion!”

Chu Yang nodded. “Don’t worry—I know what I’m doing.”

With that, he vanished in a flash, leaving Yin Valley.

…………

In the Void Space, a region far distant from the Ancient Dragon Island.

Chu Yang gazed toward the direction of the Ancient Dragon Island and muttered, “With this distance, they shouldn’t be affected, right?”

He reached out and tore open the void—or rather, ripped open a space node.

Behind this rift lay the very realm where he had once found Sun Wukong.

“The residual energy from both realms… should be sufficient!”

Chu Yang took a deep breath, then swallowed the two pills he had just refined, keeping only the one that restored soul energy.

Primordial Wu True Body enveloped him!

An energy singularity appeared above his head!

Under the influence of the Gathering Spirit Pill, energy from the Qi Continent and the other realm surged wildly toward him!

Simultaneously, Chu Yang’s mind became utterly clear, as if he had entered a state of sudden enlightenment!

All was ready—whether he could transform the Primordial Wu True Body into a Sovereign Dharma Body depended on this single moment! (End of Chapter)