human, demon
The moment the restriction was lifted, several cultivators rushed out first.
Mo Zuili and the others did not take any action.
The inner layer of the Immortal Valley is said to be safe, but the suddenly opened Extreme Sea may not be so.
The first group of cultivators ascended into the sky on spiritual energy, their figures sweeping through layers of clouds and mist, their journey unimpeded.
There were no expected fluctuations of restriction, and not even a single spirit beast blocking the way was encountered.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the leading cultivator returned and landed in front of the group, his face showing a mixture of confusion and bewilderment: "There's nothing inside, it's very empty, and we didn't sense any danger."
Upon hearing this, Mo Zuili turned her head and exchanged a glance with Mo Yuan. Both of them had a hint of doubt in their eyes; such a smooth process seemed rather abnormal.
Mo Zuili then turned to Chu Qing beside her and said loudly, "Master, why don't we go up and take a look together?"
Chu Qing nodded, and the group instantly transformed into three streaks of light, flying towards the extreme sea.
The higher you go, the clearer the spiritual energy becomes, and the clouds and mist surge like waves beneath your feet.
As the last layer of mist was pierced, the scene before my eyes suddenly unfolded, with mountains as dark as ink, and undulating peaks forming a neat ring.
In the heart of the mountains, a vast ocean lies quietly, its blue not the usual shade of blue, but a deep, inky black.
As she drew closer, Mo Zuili saw a small, solitary piece of land floating in the very center of the water.
Mo Zuili frowned as the group landed on land.
There are already several groups of cultivators here.
All eyes were focused on the stone tablet in the center of the land.
It was a pure white stone tablet, its entire surface translucent and almost transparent. It stood there quietly, without emitting any spiritual energy fluctuations, and without a single word engraved on it.
More and more cultivators landed at the edge of the small landmass, pointing and discussing the stone tablet. Mo Zuili looked at Chu Qing with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.
Chu Qing walked slowly to the stone tablet, circled it twice, and gently brushed her fingertips across its surface. She felt a cool touch but nothing seemed amiss.
After looking at it for a while, she turned her head and met Mo Zuili's expectant gaze, and smiled gently with a helpless expression: "I don't know what this is either."
After a pause, Chu Qing added, "I know about the Extreme Sea because I once saw a record of it in an ancient book. There was also a similar stone tablet in the ancient ruins where I obtained the Primordial Technique, but it was only mentioned in a few words and its purpose was not explained in detail."
The stone tablet remained motionless, but more and more people came to look at it, and the edge of the small land gradually filled with people.
Chu Qing stood beside the stone tablet, her gaze fixed on the pure white, transparent stone, as if she were pondering something.
A figure who had just landed saw Chu Qing, stepped forward to find him, and asked softly, "Senior, have you noticed anything amiss?"
Chu Qing shook her head, her tone calm: "Not for now."
The two exchanged a few more words, and only then did Mo Zuili learn that the woman's name was Ao Xue.
The scene reached a stalemate, with everyone surrounding the stone tablet, but no one dared to make a move.
Mo Zuili frowned slightly. Could this stone tablet be related to the Heavenly Dao?
If it is a derivative of the Heavenly Dao, and I rashly use my divine sense or spiritual power to test it, I might get entangled by the Heavenly Dao. With the current cultivation level of this body, I simply cannot confront it head-on.
While pondering, a bold demon cultivator couldn't contain himself. He gathered spiritual power at his fingertips and probed towards the stone tablet.
However, when spiritual energy landed on the stone tablet, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any ripples, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving the stone tablet with its unremarkable appearance.
Just as things were about to reach a stalemate, a dark figure darted out from the edge of the crowd. Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, the figure swiftly grabbed a young disciple next to Ao Xue and shoved him violently toward the stone tablet.
Yunmiao Sect has the largest number of members among the sects that have reached the Extreme Sea.
The disciple who was pushed reacted quite well. The moment he sensed the danger, he gathered his spiritual power to try to defend himself, but he was still a step too slow. He was struck on the shoulder by the demon's palm, which contained a strong demonic aura. Warm blood spurted out, and his body crashed uncontrollably into the stone tablet.
Ao Xue turned around, her longsword piercing straight at the demon with a sharp, chilling aura.
Seeing this, the demon tried to escape, but Chu Qing's spiritual power instantly wrapped around its ankle, causing it to fall heavily to the ground and be subdued on the spot.
The Yunmiao Sect disciple still crashed into the stone tablet, blood flowing down his shoulder and dripping onto the pure white, transparent stone tablet.
Seeing that the demonic cultivator had been subdued, Ao Xue rushed forward to help her junior brother up, only to find that the blood did not drip down but instead slowly seeped into the stone tablet.
Because the stone tablet is translucent, one can clearly see the blood slowly spreading inside, like ink dripping into clear water, giving it an eerie beauty.
The monks gathered around the stone tablet all noticed this strange scene.
The cultivators standing nearby subconsciously took a half step back.
Mo Zuili's eyes narrowed as she watched the three drops of blood slowly seep down the transparent stone tablet, eventually settling at the bottom and forming a small, pale red mark.
Just when everyone thought this was the end, the stone tablet suddenly lit up with a faint light.
The red mark at the bottom extends upwards. Then, a jet-black "人" (person) character slowly emerges in the center of the stone tablet.
One of the cultivators whispered, "How could a word suddenly appear?"
Mo Zuili stared at the character "人" (person) for a long time, and a guess suddenly popped into her head.
Looking at the disciple who had just been attacked by the demonic cultivator, he saw that the bleeding from the wound had stopped and the disciple was otherwise unharmed.
Mo Zuili's eyes darted around, and she looked at the demon that Chu Qing had subdued not far away, saying, "Master, why don't we try taking that demon cultivator's blood as well? The Dao of Heaven brings all things to one, and this stone tablet might require the blood of humans, demons, and monsters?"
One sentence stirred up a huge wave of discussion. The cultivators nodded or slapped their thighs, their breathing quickening.
"Immortal bones! There might be immortal bones hidden beneath the extreme sea!" someone exclaimed, rubbing their hands together. "It is said that immortal bones are the closest thing to the Dao of Heaven. Just touching a little bit of them can lead to instant immortality. No wonder the stone tablet absorbs the bloodlines of three races!"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the demonic cultivator who was bound to the ground with a hint of inquiry in their eyes.
Human blood brings forth the character "human," but what about demon blood?
Before anyone could speak, someone in the crowd coughed lightly and looked toward the edge of the Arctic Ocean.
Mo Zuili followed that gaze and saw Shen Qingxing standing beside her.
Her gaze swept over them indifferently. Mo Zuili met her gaze for a moment, unable to discern Shen Qingxing's intentions.
From another perspective, the blood of the Yunmiao Sect disciple that dripped onto the stone tablet earlier has not caused any physical discomfort.
Who knows if the stone tablet will react after collecting the blood of humans, demons, and monsters? It's hard to say whether it will be good or bad. If it's a good thing, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Mo Zuili lifted her foot to walk towards Shen Qingxing, but after taking two steps, she saw Shen Qingxing slowly shake his head and move his lips to say, "Do as you please."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Ao Xue, who was supporting the Yunmiao Sect disciple, moved.
With a flick of his wrist, the longsword, carrying a chilling aura, pierced straight into the demonic cultivator's shoulder blade, and blood gushed out instantly.
With a flick of her wrist, Ao Xue sent the blood droplets on her sword blade flying down onto the stone tablet.
The moment the blood droplet touched the stone tablet, it turned into a thin line of blood that slowly sank to the bottom along the surface of the tablet.
A moment later, a jet-black character for "demon" appeared next to the character for "human," its strokes equally sharp and gleaming with a cold light.
"It's done!" A low exclamation erupted from the crowd, and the cultivators' eyes burned even brighter as they all looked toward the last vacancy—the demon race.
It's unclear who first looked at Mo Zuili, but then more and more eyes focused on her.
Which cultivator who can reach the Extreme Sea isn't well-informed? The news that the young master of the Mo family suddenly became the daughter of the previous demon king and even competed for the demon king's position has already spread far and wide.
Mo Zuili felt a chill run down her spine from being stared at, her mind racing.
Putting aside whether this stone tablet has anything to do with the Heavenly Dao, and whether dripping blood on it is courting death, just consider my bloodline: half-human, half-demon, not a pure-blooded demon. Who knows if the stone tablet will recognize me?
If they deny it and even impose a punishment, then we'll lose a lot.
Mo Zuili cleared her throat and took half a step back, saying, "Don't look at me. I am half-human and half-demon, and my bloodline is impure."
Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze immediately turned to Qing Shanyue.
The news of the opening of the Dragon Realm and the ascension of the new Dragon Emperor had already reached the ears of cultivators.
Although there were still a few demons present, Qing Shanyue was the new emperor of the Dragon Clan, and her cultivation and strength were undeniable. Just like Shen Qingxing, who was the Demon Lord, if she didn't agree, the other cultivators would have more or less reservations.
Qing Shanyue's expression was indifferent. She stared at Mo Zuili for a moment, then slowly walked towards her and lowered her voice: "We're friends after all. Is there any danger in this blood-dripping stone tablet?"
Mo Zuili opened her eyes in surprise, then clutched her chest, feigning injury: "What kind of person do you take me for? If I had known there was danger, I would have dragged you away!"
Mo Zuili paused, then her tone turned serious as she said, "I really don't know. You decide for yourself."
After Mo Zuili decided to compete for the title of Demon King, many plot points changed, and now it's a matter of taking it one step at a time.
Qing Shanyue stared into Mo Zuili's eyes for a long time, then turned and walked towards the stone tablet. She gathered spiritual power at her fingertips, and with a gentle stroke, a drop of bright red blood popped out and landed on the stone tablet.
The blood droplet also transformed into a blood line and sank to the bottom, and the character "妖" (demon) slowly emerged, standing side by side with the characters "人" (human) and "魔" (demon).
But the stone tablet remained silent, neither emitting light nor any aura, simply standing there quietly.
After waiting for a while, someone couldn't help but frown: "What's going on? The bloodlines of all three races are complete, so why is there still no reaction?"
"Is there a missing step?"
Discussions arose again; some people lowered their heads in thought, while others circled the stone tablet.
Just then, a demonic cultivator hiding behind the crowd had a sudden thought: what if only the cultivator who enters with blood can obtain the opportunity later?
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he quietly moved to the stone tablet, bit his fingertip, and smeared the blood on the stone tablet.
"What are you doing!" A sharp-eyed cultivator nearby immediately shouted.
Everyone turned to look and saw that the demonic cultivator's blood did not turn into blood streaks as before, but instead slowly slid down the outer wall of the stone tablet, dripping onto the ground and instantly disappearing into the soil.
The demonic cultivator, held down by the crowd, was still struggling: "Why not? I'm human too!"
Mo Zuili stared at the three words on the stone tablet, her brows furrowing even more. The bloodlines of the three clans were complete, but there was still no movement. What was still missing?
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