Chapter 268: The Changes of the Divine Stele

It is said that the Blood God Grass is the only Spirit Medicine capable of additionally increasing the lifespan of a Spirit Realm Great Cultivator.

However, because it is so scarce, many Great Cultivators never have the opportunity to encounter it once in their lives, let alone obtain another stalk to extend their lifespan after reaching Spirit Transformation.

Furthermore, compared to Great Cultivators who already possess a thousand-year lifespan, unless they are on the verge of passing away, they do not have much ambition or interest in such an extremely scarce Spirit Medicine as the Blood God Grass.

Having the leisure to search the world for Blood God Grass is not as good as sitting in meditation to temper one's cultivation and raise one's realm as quickly as possible.

Therefore, if these two stalks of Blood God Grass were to appear in Shenzhou, the turmoil they would cause would likely be a hundred times greater than that of the Divine Blood Paste; not only would the late-stage Danyuan Realm powerhouses of every Immortal Sect flock to them and break each other's heads, but even those old monsters in hiding whose lifespans are nearly exhausted would be unable to resist running out to beat each other's brains out.

In the face of advancement and longevity, Daoist powerhouses who are usually gentle and elegant, with hearts as calm as still water, would all reveal extremely ferocious and terrifying faces.

True Monarch Guiling has not known Xu Chen for long, but because he is a disciple of the Taiyuan Sect, he can be considered an acquaintance, and furthermore, he has a deep connection with the Yuqing Hall, so there is a sense of intimacy, as well as the thought of doing his best to help before his lifespan is exhausted.

But Xu Chen stuffed these two stalks of Blood God Grass and a previously obtained Tribulation Crystal into his hands without a second thought; this is not just extending his life, it can even be said that he is using his own strength to push him to the point of breaking the Void and becoming an immortal.

If this does not count as a favor, then there is no such thing as a favor in this world.

No matter which of these two items appeared in the Mortal World, it would inevitably stir up monstrous waves.

Because in the entire Shenzhou territory, no one has crossed the threshold of a True Immortal for over a thousand years.

But this opportunity has now fallen into the hands of a dying man like him, who has been trapped in a dead end for over seven hundred years and whose lifespan is nearly at its end.

"Daoist Friend Xu is righteous. No matter what this poor Daoist does, it will not be enough to express my gratitude, so I will say no more. Once I have refined these two Spirit Medicines and recovered my cultivation, I will surely exhaust all my strength to assist you, even at the cost of my life!" True Monarch Guiling bowed again and said.

Xu Chen could only help him up again and said, "Senior need not be like this. I will keep watch outside. Also, please keep the matter of the Tribulation Crystal and the Blood God Grass confidential!"

True Monarch Guiling hurriedly said, "Daoist Friend Xu, rest assured. This poor Daoist will swear by my Dao heart that I will not leak a single word; otherwise, my path of the Dao will be severed in this life, and I shall die a violent death!"

Xu Chen hurriedly shook his head and said, "Senior, your words are too heavy. This junior will head out first!"

Watching Xu Chen walk out of the cave chamber, True Monarch Guiling held the two blood-red, coral-like Spirit Medicines that radiated rolling spiritual light, trembling with excitement for a long time. Only then did he take a few deep breaths, and sparing no effort to consume Spirit Qi, he raised his hand to set up a barrier before sitting cross-legged to breathe and regulate his mood.

Then, a green light flashed between his brows, and he swept one stalk of Blood God Grass into his Purple Mansion to begin refining it with his technique. Before long, a thick aura rippled through the cave chamber, and a red halo dissipated from True Monarch Guiling's body.

Outside the cave, Xu Chen felt the fluctuations of the Spirit Qi barrier and nodded to himself. He sat down cross-legged beside the stone table again, closed his eyes, and began to circulate the Great Void Demon Refining Art, continuing to slowly repair the injury on his chest while simultaneously exploring the changes after the fusion of the Heaven-Suppressing Divine Stele and the Blue Light Treasure Bottle.

Chen Yang, Lu An, and Zhong Hui had by this time entered a stable stage in refining the Divine Blood Paste. A large amount of Underworld Qi was expelled, and their personal auras had all increased significantly; it seemed the efficacy of the Divine Blood Paste was indeed very potent.

As for Wang Daolin, after Xu Chen closed his eyes to meditate, he slowly opened his eyes a crack, glanced at True Monarch Guiling's cave chamber, and even released a wisp of Divine Sense to probe it. Upon discovering that it touched the Spirit Qi barrier, he was so frightened his face turned pale, and he hurriedly retracted his Divine Sense. Then, looking at the full jar of Divine Blood Paste on the stone table, his face twitched for a long time before he finally suppressed his greed and abandoned his plan.

If he stole this jar of Divine Blood Paste and refined it all by himself, he might be able to reach Spirit Transformation.

However, it was clear that the content of the secret conversation between Xu Chen and True Monarch Guiling in the cave chamber was even more mysterious.

And since True Monarch Guiling did not continue to consume such a good thing as the Divine Blood Paste, Xu Chen must have given him something even better.

What could possibly be better than the Divine Blood Paste?

A shocking answer was almost ready to emerge: it was nine times out of ten the Blood God Grass.

He was originally a person of extremely high talent and extreme intelligence, and he came from one of the top three super-large Immortal Sects in Shenzhou. His reserve of knowledge regarding immortal cultivation was even stronger than that of the Yuqing Hall, so his insight was naturally very extraordinary.

Xu Chen's background was strange and sudden.

He had never heard of the Taiyuan Sect, this Song Kingdom Immortal Sect, before Chen Yang fell in.

He heard that there was only one Danyuan Realm Great Elder in the sect, and the rest were only at the Zhenyuan Realm and Kaiyuan Realm, totaling only a dozen or so people.

In the eyes of a Danyuan Realm cultivator like him from the Qingcheng Daoist Field, such an Immortal Sect was like trash, no different from a folk rogue cultivator family.

But Xu Chen's cultivation was clearly completely different from what Chen Yang said. At such a young age, he actually possessed a stronger Divine Sense and Yuan Qi fluctuation than him; he was clearly a Golden Core cultivator.

And he claimed to know a Demon Race powerhouse comparable to a Great Vehicle Golden Immortal.

Regardless of whether this was true or false, it was not easy to act rashly at the moment, or he would bury his life here.

But as long as there was the slightest chance, he would not let go of this guy Xu Chen, who was covered in treasures.

"Damn it, he wouldn't even let me drink a mouthful of Spirit Wine!"

Wang Daolin cursed fiercely in his heart, then closed his eyes to continue refining the Divine Blood Paste, while simultaneously releasing a wisp of Divine Sense to monitor everyone.

He was now spurned by everyone; even if he finished refining one round of Divine Blood Paste, he would still have to wait until Chen Yang and the other two finished refining theirs before he could take the Divine Blood Paste last, otherwise, he would likely get beaten up.

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Over the next few days, no one left their residence again. Apart from eating, drinking, and relieving themselves, they were all fully focused on refining the Divine Blood Paste and the Blood God Grass.

Of course, the effects were also very obvious.

In just a few short days, everyone had changed significantly. As a large amount of Underworld poison was expelled from their bodies, not only did their complexions become ruddy and full, but their Divine Sense also became much stronger, and even their Yuan Qi became much more robust.

Among them, Chen Yang, who had the worst cultivation, now possessed the normal aura of a Danyuan Realm powerhouse, and his Divine Sense fluctuations were very strong.

In just eight short years, Chen Yang had gone from a small cultivator at the mid-stage of the Kaiyuan Realm to a powerhouse at the early stage of the Danyuan Realm; this had to be called a miracle.

And the source of this miracle was the Ghost Cultivation Technique that True Monarch Guiling had created by taking a unique path.

Other cultivators followed the standard procedure of first tempering the body and refining Qi, simultaneously strengthening their Divine Sense to advance slowly.

But the Ghost Cultivation Technique was single-mindedly focused on collecting ghosts to specifically strengthen the Divine Sense, so the body and Yuan Qi were much weaker.

Therefore, under the erosion of the Underworld Qi, the group, with the exception of Wang Daolin, had all become like Ghost Cultivators with cold, gloomy auras.

However, in the process of a large amount of Divine Blood Paste continuously purifying the Underworld poison and strengthening their Divine Sense, flesh, and blood, this situation had been greatly improved.

By the time nearly half of the large jar of Divine Blood Paste had been consumed, the extremely cold, Nether Beast-like aura on everyone had completely disappeared, replaced by a vitality of flesh and blood that Xu Chen was familiar with.

At this point, there was no need to continue consuming large amounts of Divine Blood Paste; instead, they began to use Spirit Stones to accumulate and replenish their Yuan Qi.

In order to let everyone improve their strength as quickly as possible, Xu Chen gave each of them ten more Spirit Stones.

As for Xu Chen himself, through several days of continuous circulation of the Great Void Demon Refining Art, the flesh and blood wound on his chest had completely healed. However, the destroyed middle dantian had not been repaired; it was still replaced by a vortex that looked like a blue nebula.

At the moment, he had no other way to repair his dantian, so he could only leave it alone for now, and then continuously meditate to accumulate Yuan Qi through Spirit Stones, pushing his realm toward the late stage of the Zhenyuan Realm.

However, this process was relatively slow.

Although his dantian had been replaced by the refined Giant Clam Pearl, the space after it exploded was equally vast, like a bottomless pit. Relying solely on slowly refining Spirit Stones in his daily life, it was estimated that it would take a year to fill it completely, so there was simply no rushing it.

He was not in a hurry to cultivate and raise his realm now, but rather spent more time studying the Heaven-Suppressing Divine Stele after it had fused with the Blue Light Treasure Bottle.

The Heaven-Suppressing Divine Stele stood in his Sea of Consciousness, looking like a memorial stele over a hundred zhang high, suspended in the pitch-black Void, appearing to support the sky and the earth. It faintly radiated white light, ancient and dilapidated, covered with patterns composed of various profound and complex Ancient Runes. In the center was an illusory blue starlight vortex, about a zhang in size, looking very profound, like a gateway.

Xu Chen had already observed the inside and outside of the Divine Stele many times carefully.

Outside of the patterns composed of Ancient Runes, there was no abnormality. Even when his Divine Sense landed on it, it no longer had the feeling of being stuck in a quagmire, unable to break free, as it had at the beginning.

However, once he entered the interior from the starlight vortex, the feeling it gave Xu Chen changed significantly.

Back then, his consciousness was imprisoned within, and he had a dream of returning to his childhood; after breaking free and entering again, no more dreams appeared, but he discovered that the interior was a super, super huge space that seemed boundless, just like the Void universe of the outside world, with some Blue Starlight scattered here and there, eventually forming an incomparably huge and sparse starry sky.

To him, the aura of these stars was very familiar, exactly the same as the feeling the Blue Light Treasure Bottle had given him before, only they were too sparse, and he could only touch them one by one.

The final result was that he felt his Soul connected to this vast Void intermittently like a large net; although he could not see it clearly, it was filled with an incomparably magnificent and vast aura, containing both darkness and vitality, as if a new universe were slowly being born within his Soul.

Because the time was too short, the range of Blue Starlight he observed and touched was limited, and he had not yet had time to observe the larger areas.

But judging from the range he felt, he felt that the space of this Heaven-Suppressing God Stele was completely unimaginably large, and it seemed to have no boundaries at all.

However, after a few days of slow research and exploration, he finally found the Jade Tablet of the Divine Pattern Battle Technique that had been replicated on the Blue Light Treasure Bottle.

Now it converged into a piece of golden flowing light, constantly rotating and drifting around dozens of dazzling God Crystals amidst the sparse Blue Starlight, bringing a completely different vitality to this vast and boundless Void.

The only thing that worried him slightly was that the Black Mist, Black Water, and Nether Beast that had been taken in by the Blue Light Treasure Bottle were nowhere to be found, and furthermore, he could not even find a shadow of that clone of Heitian the Demon Lord.

(End of this chapter)