Chapter 667 Yu Yaozi's Proposal
The Demon Kingdom is located in the southern part of the Hundred Realms.
Beyond the Demon Kingdom, continuing south, lies a chaotic realm where living and gloomy environments intertwine. It's like sunlight filtering through branches, casting shadows and dappled patterns on the ground.
The Chaotic Zone is a battlefield left over from the calamity a thousand years ago. The human race, rice people, and other creatures from the Hundred Realms Wilderness have blocked the dead and darkness here.
This chaotic zone contains more than a dozen habitats, the largest of which, the "Crossing Tribulation Realm," is the first medium-sized habitat under the six large habitats and is where the Crossing Tribulation Temple is located.
The influence of the Crossing the Calamity View extends to all habitats in the Chaos Zone.
In these habitats, from the royal court and countless clans to the chivalrous warriors and soldiers, the shadow of the Crossing Calamity Temple can be found in almost every source of martial arts.
The exception is the sanctuary habitat.
The Holy Sanctuary lies in the southwestern corner of the Demon Kingdom and the territory of the Crossing Tribulation Temple, separated from the Demon Kingdom's southern wilderness by a vast, secluded realm. For thousands of years, this narrow, secluded realm, spanning thousands of miles, has been fortified with arrayed walls following the contours of mountains and rivers to prevent the return of the undead army.
This is the high wall in the southern part of the Hundred Realms, and also the training ground for the Demon Kingdom's army.
Six months ago, light was restored to this place.
The demon army crossed the Great Wall of Formations, chariots and giant beasts marching side by side, banners obscuring the sky, horns blaring, as they surged toward the border of the Holy Sanctuary, their killing intent condensing into dark, ominous clouds.
At the summit of a precipitous mountain ridge where the Great Wall of Array is located, sits a formidable human fortress built of massive stones. From here, one can simultaneously gaze upon the mountains of the Holy Temple's habitat and the desolate southern desert of the Demon Kingdom.
A heated argument was taking place inside the main hall.
"Bang! Bang!"
Liu Tianchen slammed his hand on the table and said in a deep voice, "The army of the dead and the darkness of the Netherworld have already devoured the four states of the Holy Temple Realm, leaving hundreds of millions of our people either dead, wounded, or displaced. Now, even more powerful dead are gathering here in droves, and the next step is to take the heart of the Holy Temple Realm."
"Once the entire Holy Land falls, the Demon Kingdom will be next. With your internal strife and chaos, can you hold the Great Wall of Formations?"
"Without the Sanctuary habitat acting as a thorn in the side outside the Great Wall, how many times more pressure would you have to bear?"
One of the rulers of the living realms said, "Once the army of the departed crosses the Great Wall of the Formation, they can look down upon the entire Hundred Realms of Living Realms."
The Holy Dynasty's Minister of the Interior, Zuo Tianqing, pondered for a moment and said solemnly, "The interior of the Netherworld of the Dead is actually a disorganized mess, constantly embroiled in conflict. However, if they were to conquer the Holy Temple's Realm of Life, taste its benefits, and quickly gain power, it would be a catastrophe."
“We must defeat them before they gain momentum, or we will regret it,” another lord of the habitat said.
The three demon ministers of the Demon Kingdom gathered in the hall, remaining calm and composed in the face of verbal attacks from the lords of various living realms.
The patriarch of the Ancient Clan struck the ground heavily with his jade cane and said in a deep voice, "Yu Baxian is trying to drag everyone into the abyss and make them die with him when his own lifespan is about to end."
Qu Qiao, one of the three demonic figures, was a bald old man covered in demonic markings. He had narrow eyes and a sinister and ruthless aura: "The clan leader had better show some respect to the Demon Lord, or you will definitely be on the list of those who are buried alive with him."
Upon hearing this, a cold wind seemed to blow through the hall, and everyone calmed down considerably.
A martial arts emperor whose lifespan is nearing its end will no longer be bound by any rules or regulations in the world.
He will become more terrifying than any living being, and nothing he does will be surprising.
Nine-Point Dragon, the leader of the three great demonic beings, is a deformed martial artist who follows the path of dragon transformation.
"Nine-Point Dragon" is the respectful title given to him by all the demonic cultivators in the world, simply because he is only one point away from successfully transforming into a dragon.
Now, the Nine-Part Dragon has been able to condense a normal human body and appearance, which undoubtedly means that it is about to complete its dragon transformation and become the Emperor of Martial Arts.
Having lived with the appearance of a deformed human for thousands of years, he is now finally able to regain a normal appearance, and naturally has an extreme pursuit of beauty. He has a majestic physique, strong and well-proportioned muscles, a youthful face with distinct features, and clear lines in his eyebrows and eyes.
"The Demon Lord's conditions are not excessive at all. As long as the Ancient Clan of Time hands over the Spring of Life, we will immediately withdraw our troops and allow the armies of various realms to pass through the Demon Kingdom to come and support us." Nine-part Dragon said slowly, his aura overwhelming him as he pressed down on the patriarch of the Ancient Clan of Time.
The patriarch of the Ancient Clan of Time was no three-year-old child. He knew Yu Baxian's desire for the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins. If he succeeded in extending Yu Baxian's life, Yu Baxian would only become more and more ruthless.
Therefore, he said, "I've said it many times, there is no Spring of Life. It may have existed during the time of the Empress, but everything was plundered in the war 20,000 years ago. If Yu Baxian wants to find the Spring of Life, he has to ask Emperor Ji, the Ghost Emperor of Dongxu, and Feifeng."
“Then there’s nothing we can do but wait for the Holy Temple’s living realm to turn into the Dark Realm of the Netherworld. The Demon Lord just happens to need billions of blood essence and soul food.” Nine-part Dragon was not afraid of the furious gazes of the patriarch of the Ancient Clan of Time and the three sect masters of the Holy Temple’s living realm.
There is a huge gap even among the most outstanding and transcendent.
Outside the palace, Yu Yaozi's voice came from the distant void: "If you want the Spring of Life, what can the Demon Kingdom offer?"
"Whoosh!"
A stunningly beautiful figure appeared before the palace gate, casting a long shadow as she drew nearer. Her aura was extraordinary; she tossed out a transcendent bone.
The heavy, transcendent bone head smashed into the hall with a series of loud cracks, spreading fissures.
Nine-Point Dragon looked at the figure outside the door: "As long as the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins provides the Spring of Life, and the Demon Kingdom sends troops to help, it is a matter that can be discussed with the world to fight against the army of the dead."
Upon hearing this, a look of hesitation appeared in the eyes of the patriarch of the Ancient Time Clan.
Compared to the life and death of an entire clan and a habitat, the Spring of Life could be given away. But the fear is that if the demon army is summoned, it will be impossible to send it away again.
What I fear even more is their insatiable greed.
Yu Yaozi entered the hall, her footsteps heavy as thunder, her killing intent still intense: "The Spring of Life is nowhere to be found, but the Spring of Fate is in my hands, and the Spring of Fate can also prolong life."
The gazes of the three Demon Ministers of the Demon Kingdom all fell upon her.
How could Yu Baxian not want to take the Life Spring?
However, Yu Yaozi is not so easy to handle, and the Zen Sea Mist is nowhere to be found.
Yu Yaozi stood in the center of the hall, her eyes like cold stars, her whole body shrouded in a shimmering, radiant glow: "I have a suggestion for you three to convey to Yu Baxian."
"My Lingxiao Palace will participate in the Hundred Realms Longevity Competition as the ruler of the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins, and the stake I will offer is the Spring of Life."
"The conditions are that the Demon Kingdom immediately retreats behind the Great Wall of the Array and makes way for the reinforcements from the various habitats. For a thousand years, it shall not again set its sights on the Ancient Kingdom of the Ruins of Time and the Holy Temple habitat. Furthermore, it shall swear that if it breaks its promise, the Human Emperor will kill it together."
Whether or not you can obtain the Fountain of Life depends on the abilities of the younger generation of your Demon Kingdom.
Zuo Tianqing revealed a strange expression. Yu Yaozi's move had achieved multiple goals at once.
If this can force the Demon Kingdom to withdraw its troops and save the Holy Temple's habitat, then Lingxiao Palace becoming the ruler of the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins will no longer be seen as taking advantage of someone's misfortune, but rather as providing timely assistance.
If the Ancient Clan of Time and the three major sects turn against us after the war ends, they will be ungrateful.
The only thing that puzzled Zuo Tianqing was that the Demon Kingdom's strength among the younger generation was ten times that of Lingxiao Palace and the Holy Temple Realm. What was the difference between using the Spring of Life as a stake and giving it away for free?
Yu Yaozi's conditions were not harsh, and Zuo Tianqing couldn't imagine that Yu Baxian would refuse.
The three demon ministers were overjoyed to find that this meeting would yield such a groundbreaking result.
Nine-part Dragon remained calm, pondering Yu Yaozi's intentions, and asked, "If the Demon Kingdom seizes the Jade Book of Life Spring in the Hundred Realms Longevity Competition, but you go back on your word, what should be done?"
“This Palace Master will naturally also swear an oath to the human emperors to kill them together! Besides, this is a grand gathering hosted by the martial emperors to quell the conflict, who would dare to mock them?” Yu Yaozi said.
"It seems you have great confidence in the younger generation of the Ancient Clan."
Jiu Fenlong speculated that over the past century, the Ancient Clan of Time had used resources such as the Netherworld in the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins to cultivate a large number of young experts, which gave Yu Yaozi confidence and made her dare to gamble so heavily.
Without further thought, he released his thoughts and sent someone to relay the message back to Xiaoyaojing as quickly as possible.
Before long, Yu Baxian's message returned to the Great Wall of the Array. He did not fully agree with Yu Yaozi's conditions and ideas, seeing through her ambition to subdue the Holy Temple Realm. Instead, he offered the Ancient Clan of Time a very attractive proposal.
He wants both the Fountain of Life and the Fountain of Life.
...
The vast land centered on Chuncheng has been completely restored to its former glory and transformed into a living environment.
Yu Yaozi only has one page of the "Book of Bright Stars and Stars". After activating it several times, the radiance dissipated and it needs to absorb the radiance of the sun, moon and stars again to accumulate. This process will take a long time.
More than half a year later, Li Weiyi returned to Chuncheng and led the Jiuli tribe out of Chunze, finally breaking the seal on their senses.
"My God, is that time itself? How could it have fallen to the ground?"
"Its radiance is very special. If you meditate and absorb it, it will definitely transform your mental energy and spiritual light."
"Is that the Netherworld that the Hermit mentioned? The entire world is shrouded in a light blue mist."
Everyone is observing this new and exciting world; some are delighted, while others are filled with anticipation.
Yao Qingxuan transformed into a stream of light and rushed straight into the Netherworld. Then, he stopped under the tree and carefully sensed the changes in the inner and outer worlds.
"Whoosh!"
Xingyue Nu's figure sped along the waterway that divided the east and west cities. She looked at Li Weiyi and the Jiuli tribe with surprise, suppressing her joy, and asked, "Is the Jiuli tribe also going to migrate to the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins?"
“No, just these people. You are the Third Palace Master’s disciple, so you will arrange their accommodations,” Li Weiyi said.
"Alright, leave it to me."
Xingyue Nu was originally a reclusive elder of the Jiuli tribe.
After exchanging words with Li Songgu for a moment, she led the way, bringing dozens of people from the Jiuli tribe into the Netherworld.
Only half a year had passed outside, but several years had passed inside the underworld.
Li Weiyi secretly observed the changes in Chun City. Construction was in full swing, and the city was beginning to take shape. Various resources were being brought over through teleportation arrays or transported from the rainforest habitat to the city.
The land along the lake and river outside the city has been completely reclaimed, stretching out in one continuous stretch, and has been sown and harvested for several seasons.
Standing on the city wall and gazing at the vibrant world before him, the bustling crowds, and the lively market, Li Weiyi felt a surge of joy as he recalled the darkness and desolation of just over half a year ago.
This joy stems from a love of life and the enjoyment derived from participating in creation.
The true meaning of cultivation is not for fighting, killing, or destruction. Rather, it is about life and creation, as well as the exploration and pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts.
This process was naturally incredibly tortuous and difficult.
"Junior brother, what are you looking at?"
Ge Xiantong appeared behind Li Weiyi like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who would never grow up.
(End of this chapter)
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