Chapter 900: The Youngest Quasi-Supreme, Micro-Dust World, Personally Creating a Son of Luck

Which youth is not filled with hot blood?

Tuoba Yu was just like that.

He had seen the Black Skin Clan suffer oppression too often and had always been holding a fire in his heart.

Why should the Black Skin Clan be a slave clan and have to suffer oppression?

Is the life of the Black Skin Clan not a life?

"A youth with guts, but unfortunately, too stupid!"

The one-eyed giant waved his hand casually, and a fierce wind surged out.

With a puff!

Tuoba Yu spat out blood and was directly sent flying!

"Xiao Yu!"

Tuoba Lan's pretty face turned pale.

"Hmph, if you don't comply today, I will slaughter your entire Black Skin Clan!"

"Anyway, you lowly slave clans are like wild grass; cut one batch and another grows." The one-eyed giant had killing intent in his eyes.

"We agree, we agree!"

The Black Skin Clan chief said with a trembling voice.

Tuoba Lan's eyes were red, and she was taken away by the one-eyed giant.

Another group of women was also tied away.

These one-eyed giants were at least three zhang tall, like small giants.

One could imagine what kind of nightmare these women who were taken away would experience.

With the one-eyed giant's physique, that would not be a simple torture.

It was simply going to be skewered through.

"Sister A-Lan!"

Tuoba Yu was furious, the corners of his eyes were about to split, and blood flowed down.

His heart was as angry and painful as if it were bursting!

"Sigh, child..." The Black Skin Clan chief shook his head and sighed.

"If only I were strong enough..." Tuoba Yu bit his teeth hard, and bloodshot eyes spread.

In a cruel place like the Foreign Domain,

weakness is the original sin!

As long as one is strong enough, status, position, resources, women, and dignity—all will be there!

"I am too weak." Tuoba Yu said painfully.

Their slave clans had poor natural talent to begin with.

Plus, they had no resources, and even less in the way of good cultivation techniques and divine abilities.

Wanting to rise was harder than ascending to heaven.

The Immortal Domain at least had some academies and colleges that could teach some ordinary cultivators.

But the Foreign Domain did not.

Even if there were, those were only for people with talent, strength, and status to join.

Slave clans like them didn't even have the qualifications to be servants.

And just at this moment,

Rumble!

Heaven and earth showed strange phenomena again.

In the Heavenly Tomb several thousand li away, lightning flashed, and tribulation clouds gathered.

"What exactly is wrong with the Heavenly Tomb? There has been movement frequently lately; could it be that some change has occurred?"

Some tribal forces in the surroundings were all discussing it.

And Tuoba Yu suddenly fixed his gaze forward.

Heavenly Tomb!

A weird forbidden land filled with various legends of death!

But there was no lack of a small number of lucky ones who could obtain heaven-defying fortune and opportunity within it!

"If only I could obtain it..." A look of unprecedented determination flashed in Tuoba Yu's eyes.

With his current situation, let alone whether he had cultivation resources,

even if he did, wanting to cultivate step by step, he didn't know how long it would take.

The only way was to gamble and give it a shot!

If he won, he would become a person above others and could even lead the entire tribe to escape the lowly slave clan status.

If he lost, it would just be a lowly life anyway.

"What is the point of living like this? Better to gamble!" Tuoba Yu's eyes flashed.

Late at night.

Tuoba Yu left the tribe alone, flashed away, and streaked violently toward the direction of the Heavenly Tomb.

……

Heavenly Tomb, in the dark valley.

Infinite Chaos Qi surged, and various Order Dao Laws intertwined.

It was as if it were brewing a sleeping god.

And on the side, Jun Xiaoyao's slender figure appeared.

He looked slightly illusory.

This was the form manifested by Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit.

"Not bad, the harvest this time is too great; my cultivation has already been raised to the Quasi-Supreme Realm," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

One must know that Jun Xiaoyao was not even thirty years old.

To step into the Quasi-Supreme Realm at such a young age,

is simply unique through the ages.

Searching through ancient history, one could not find a single one.

Even those seed-level geniuses and young supremes were actually at least hundreds or thousands of years old.

Some were even thousands of years old.

It was just that relative to the lifespan of a cultivator, they were very young.

But Jun Xiaoyao was truly young, not just relatively.

Even if calculated by the age of a hundred, Jun Xiaoyao was still very young.

"And this is not the limit; with the expansion of the inner universe, I don't even need to cultivate deliberately, and my realm will rise with the tide."

Jun Xiaoyao sighed, even he was shocked by his own talent.

No need to cultivate; lying down was still stronger than those who cultivated diligently.

He was just that monstrous.

"And my inner universe has finally transformed into a Micro-Dust World," Jun Xiaoyao noticed another point.

Before, after the Green Emperor's guidance,

Jun Xiaoyao understood that the inner universe also had levels.

Micro-Dust World, Small Thousand World, Middle Thousand World, Great Thousand World, Single-Body Universe, Multiverse, etc.

Before, Jun Xiaoyao's inner universe couldn't even be counted as a Micro-Dust World; it could only be counted as an inner space.

But now, after being nourished by the World Tree,

Jun Xiaoyao's inner universe expanded rapidly, with a range of more than ten light-years, already reaching the level of a Micro-Dust World.

There were various material rules and yin-yang rules within it.

Jun Xiaoyao now could be considered to have stepped into the threshold.

But by comparison, his peers hadn't even opened up an inner universe yet.

Jun Xiaoyao had already exceeded his peers by too much.

"The Chaos Constitution manifested by the Chaos Green Lotus should take shape in a few months."

"However, the Ancient Huanggu Shengti fused with the Origin of the Dao will take some time to completely transform into a quasi-Innate Huanggu Shengti Dao Fetus."

Jun Xiaoyao estimated.

But this was also within his plan.

Anyway, these were all his physical bodies, with no difference.

By then, the fusion of the Chaos Constitution and the quasi-Innate Huanggu Shengti Dao Fetus would likely be able to sweep away everything.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was bored,

suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Interesting, I didn't expect someone to dare to come to this forbidden land, and it's a mortal body at that."

Although Jun Xiaoyao did not know the situation of this forbidden land,

he knew that this was absolutely an ancient forbidden land of the Foreign Domain.

Yet in such a perilous place, a youth whose cultivation was not even at the Ninth Stage of Saint Communion dared to break in.

It was no different from seeking death.

Jun Xiaoyao's spiritual sense spread out and immediately locked onto that youth.

It was indeed the Black Skin Clan youth, Tuoba Yu.

His face was delicate and pretty, with a look of determination.

And his cultivation was plain and unremarkable.

"This..."

Jun Xiaoyao had a sense of déjà vu.

Isn't this the standard protagonist setup?

Entering a forbidden land, a life of nine deaths, accidentally obtaining fortune, then defying fate, and becoming a person above others.

However, the only thing that could be determined was that

this youth did not have such great luck.

He was not a Luan Ao, Wang Teng, or the like.

"A slave clan youth, actually a good candidate for proselytizing."

"And personally creating a Son of Luck is also quite interesting."

Jun Xiaoyao still needed to collect the Power of Faith to irrigate the Seed of Faith.

He should also lay down a chess piece.

This Tuoba Yu was indeed a suitable candidate. ===== CHAPTER 901 =====