Seize Longevity

How is a villain forged? This is how a villain is forged – a demonic cultivator without a sense of good or evil. In this world, she is the very act of devouring.

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Chapter 344 Methods to Accelerate the Arrival (Two in One)

Chapter 344 Methods to Accelerate the Arrival (Two in One)

When Yao Yong heard about the traces of the Yao family bloodline, his heart almost stopped.

He originally thought that the only blood relative left in this world besides himself was his daughter Yao Mian, who had disappeared from home after a big fight with him hundreds of years ago.

Yao Yong remembered everything that happened at that time vividly. Every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he was filled with pain and regret.

Hundreds of years ago, the Paper Arts sect had not yet developed into the unifying force it is today, and instead operated ghost markets to shelter evil cultivators. Yao Yong's sister died of blood depletion shortly after giving birth to their only daughter, Yao Mian.

Yao Mian's body is filled with the purest cursed blood of the Yao family. Yao Yong devotes all his love to the only daughter left to him by his sister, but his worries are growing day by day.

Yao Mian is the only descendant of the Yao family left.

For the sake of his daughter's happiness and the continuation of the family, he tried to persuade Yao Mian to find a talented person to marry and kill the father and keep the son. Even if the bloodline was not pure, at least the family could continue to reproduce.

Yao Mian was certainly not happy about this, so she ran away for the first time. When Yao Yong found her again, she had already fallen in love with a mortal who could not practice cultivation.

Mortals, even families with talent for cultivation, are a bunch of trash in Yao Yong's eyes, but Yao Mian falls in love with a mortal and becomes pregnant.

But under Yao Mian's protection, Yao Yong finally recognized them. Unfortunately, the child died in the womb because half of his mortal blood could not withstand the bloodline of the Yao family. Until Yao Mian died of old age a hundred years later, he was unable to give birth to a descendant of the Yao family.

Ten years later, Yao Yong persuaded Yao Mian with the same words again. Yao Mian suddenly became angry and left home for the second time.

But this time, Yao Mian never came back.

Yao Yong searched everywhere for his daughter, but even using his own ghost market as a sleuth, he couldn't find her. It seemed as if she was determined to leave him. He grew angry, confused, and filled with remorse and self-blame. To increase his chances of finding his daughter, he desperately sought to expand the Paper Arts Sect, even accepting an offer from Zang Yaozong to become his eyes and ears in the righteous world.

However, even so, he could not find any trace of his daughter.

Until recently, he sensed the existence of a bloodline mark, and someone killed the Yao family's bloodline.

But it was strange that all his previous enemies had been killed by the increasingly crazy Yao Yong, and the soul imprints of these enemies had no direct connection with Yao Yong, so they were not the soul imprints formed after Yao Mian's death.

Are there more Yao family members born?

Yao Yong began to feel something was amiss. Yao Mian was too innocent and devoted to do such a thing. Besides tracking down his enemy, he also secretly re-investigated the matter, but no clues emerged.

Until today, the words spoken by that damn enemy made Yao Yong tremble all over.

Although he had never been to Zang Yaozong in person, his subordinates had brought back reports about the disgusting practice of using humans as mothers and fathers to give birth to children there.

It is said that there are three types of origins, and the highest level of origin also emphasizes quality and bloodline. Zang Yaozong once invited him to observe, but he really hated it and refused it.

What if Yao Mian was really captured by Zang Yaozong to be used as a mother to give birth to a child and separate the Yao family bloodline... ?

Thinking about it carefully, Zang Yaozong's timing was indeed ingenious. At the time, the Paper Arts Sect was solely focused on finding Yao Mian, and their desperate efforts to expand had resulted in a shortage of manpower. So, naturally, Zang Yaozong sent someone to help him take over all the expansion tasks, allowing him to put his mind at ease and focus on finding his daughter.

After the evil sects were unified and the connection between the two factions became close and inseparable, Zang Yaozong withdrew reasonably, leaving only a channel for exchanging information.

Without the Paper Arts Sect's cover, those born into the Demonic Path would have been completely unaware of the various matters of the Righteous Path and would have been discovered the moment they appeared. They used the Paper Arts Sect to obtain a large number of books related to the Righteous Path, and a hundred years later, they even planted a group of imperial merchants within the Dayan Imperial Family without relying on the Paper Arts Sect's help.

If Yao Yong's daughter had not been lost, he would only care about the inheritance of bloodline and having a habitat for the Yao family. He would not think about expanding the ghost market, unifying the evil ways, or helping Zang Yaozong do all kinds of shady and dirty things.

“Unclean…!”

Yao Yong swept everything off the stone table with a wave of his sleeve. The sound of falling debris mingled with the crackling of copper coins and tortoise shells. He asked for divination using his enemy's words, and the hexagram replied yes.

"Everyone,"

Yao Yong's voice sounded like crying blood.

"Eliminate all hidden forces and prepare to attack Zang Yaozong!"

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Luo Xuanyi hoped that things would go as she expected and she would arrive at the crack in the ghost world, or the crack in the galaxy leading to the divine court.

All the restraints had been broken off, and she remembered all the scenes when she first entered, including the two mythical beast carvings on the stone gate.

A long-tailed flying bird and a creature with a human face and a fish body also appeared in Mo Yi's memory, and thus he learned their names - they were the Tianmen guards Yijiu and Wangchi.

However, she entered through the door properly at that time, and this gap should not allow her to enter.

Luo Xuanyi channeled all her strength into the divine seat within her body. She felt a slight warmth, and the black curtain in front of her, which was like a partition, melted like water. She stepped in with a thought and successfully arrived at the side behind the curtain.

The stars were flowing, and the sea of clouds was swept by the breeze, peeling something off Luo Xuanyi's body. But this time Luo Xuanyi saw it clearly, it was her face.

After joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, and the six desires and distracting thoughts were all stripped away, she became able to hear and see clearly, and saw a wooden boat floating in the distance.

The wooden boat was dark and without a trace of luster. A man in a straw raincoat stood at the bow, seemingly not intending to stop. Luo Xuanyi took the initiative to trek away, lifted by the clouds, and gently floated to the riverside.

"Guide."

Hearing her soft call, the guide's careless eyes suddenly turned sharp. After hesitating, he still let go of the fishing rod.

The boat stopped, but the guide did not invite Luo Xuanyi on board. She walked to the bow very freely.

"Aren't you going to say something to me once?" Luo Xuanyi still remembered that he had repeated the same words of guidance dozens of times last time. Although she knew that she was now jumping in line to board the ship, she couldn't help but want to tease him.

The guide looked at her with a strange expression that kept changing. Finally, he asked, "Are you a god?"

"Guess." Luo Xuanyi smiled, "I'm going to Tianmen."

"..." The guide felt like he'd seen this person before, yet he hadn't. Thinking carefully about the position of the gods in the Divine Court, he didn't think he was any lower god. Then, looking at the spot where she'd come up from, it was a dark star, embraced by a giant white beast.

Something flashed through his mind, but he'd lived too long. Finally, he simply let the thought go, reeled in his fishing rod, and continued on his way to Tianmen.

Luo Xuanyi saw a dark figure closing in on the boat, seemingly trying to say something to her, but she still couldn't hear anything. She looked down at the giant white beast—that was Hou Ming.

The snow-white hair stretched out, wrapping the stars in its arms, as if revealing endless desire and greed, but it was also a little thin.

This time, the boat was moving particularly fast. Luo Xuanyi walked off the boat without even glancing around. The guide's sight gradually disappeared, and she calmly walked to the two heavy doors.

To the left of the stone gate was a carving of thick clouds, descending to the ground, densely carved with star-like points. A long-tailed bird stood atop the cloud, its back turned, gazing coldly back at Luo Xuanyi. Its eyes, carved from gray stone, unexpectedly glowed with the brilliance of a living creature. This was the plague dove, the guardian of the Heavenly Gate.

To the right of the stone gate, a roiling sea of clouds was crudely carved. A round sun was about to rise from the clouds, its golden rays illuminating the human-faced fish scales that swam within them. The face of Luo Xuanyi, who was looking at it, was obscured by the backlit darkness, even the lines of the carving blurred. It was the Wang Chi, the guardian of the Heavenly Gate.

Before Luo Xuanyi could stand firm, Yijiu and Wangchi both showed up.

"I have a divine position, but no divine gate, no lineage to ascend the throne, and no access." Yijiu shouted in a businesslike manner, then tilted his head in confusion. "Strange, how did you get the divine position and come up again? Didn't we say last time that we already knew your request?"

Wang Chi also nodded: "The Heavenly Gate has begun to descend. Don't be so anxious to find it. It hasn't even been two days since the last time."

The last time we spoke, we weren't talking like old friends. Luo Xuanyi knew she was taking advantage of Mo Yi's arrogance in beating up the two gate gods, but she had to take advantage of it and relaxed her attitude.

"The Divine Court thinks it won't take more than two days, but I can't wait." Luo Xuanyi joked, then got back to the point. "I want to know if there's any way to shorten the time it takes for the Heavenly Gate to descend."

Now all the truth has been revealed. Luo Xuanyi and Hou Ming have had a grudge against each other for hundreds of thousands of years, and there is only one way out: one to die or the other to die.

Now that the orthodoxy of heaven is in her hands, everything had better be completed before any unexpected changes occur, otherwise, who knows what that cunning monster will arrange to hinder her.

Yijiu and Wangchi exchanged a look, feeling rather embarrassed: "For the moment..."

Luo Xuanyi smiled cheerfully, spreading her hands to show her friendliness. "Don't be so embarrassed. I actually thought of a way, but I'm not sure if it's feasible, so I came up to ask. After all, I'm still young and don't have much experience in implementing strategies. You guys just listen to me, okay?"

Hearing this, the Tianmen guards breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Of course, it's just to answer questions, it's nothing serious."

"That's great."

Luo Xuanyi smiled brightly and put forward her proposal.

"If I sacrifice all the living beings in the world, will the gate of heaven be able to descend?"

"ah?"

Even though Yijiu and Wangchi were mentally prepared, they were still dumbfounded when they heard such crazy words.

"You, aren't you afraid of ending up with a ruin?"

Luo Xuanyi's smile was flawless.

The two Tianmen guards suddenly shuddered, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense.

"feasible……"

Yijiu pondered, "Everything in the world you live in has been distorted by the afterlife. Now the world is almost polluted and desolate, and all living things are a pile of filth. If you want to descend to the Heavenly Gate again, you must sweep away all the filth. This is also the reason why you said the Heavenly Gate is slow to descend."

Wang Chi continued, "It's just that we don't know how many lives we need to sacrifice. Besides, hasn't your world's Styx been abandoned by the afterlife? It uses its own intestines for reincarnation. Even if it kills the creatures of this world, they will only reincarnate in its filthy intestines, and there is no way to cleanse them."

"About this."

Luo Xuanyi took out a stone slab and gently dusted off the dust, revealing a brilliance that Rong Gui had never had before he was awakened from the divine position.

"It's said that someone picked it up from the gate of heaven ten thousand years ago. I originally thought it could store people as living souls and cut off the cycle of reincarnation. But after my divine position was liberated, this thing looked more and more strange."

Wang Chi took a closer look and was shocked: "Isn't this the coffin of the source of the Styx that Hou Ming threw up?"

"I was wondering how a stone in front of the door could be made into such a heaven-defying magical instrument. I felt something was amiss." Luo Xuanyi muttered, then asked, "What is the coffin at the source of the Styx?"

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