The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 984 - 434: Intelligent Miniature Scouting Bug?_2

Chapter 984: Chapter 434: Intelligent Miniature Scouting Bug?_2

This Demon Master, it seems, has been in the Black Demon Abyss for less than half a year.

Having cultivated the "Ancestral Blood Mantra" for such a short time, he has already come to be tested.

This made the old man sigh with emotion. No wonder the other party was a Demon Master, and he was just a gatekeeper.

He had cultivated the "Ancestral Blood Mantra" for a full ten years and had only just entered the first layer.

He was still outstanding when not compared to those Demon Masters.

This Demon Master Blood Robe had cultivated for less than half a year, and now... was it the first layer, the second layer, or perhaps... the legendary third layer?

After thinking for a bit, he immediately shook his head.

Black Sword took half a month to enter the third layer, three months to enter the fourth.

This was the fastest record in the entire history of the Black Demon Abyss.

Apart from Black Sword, no one else has managed to cultivate to the third layer within a year.

Regular Demon Masters also reach the first layer around one year.

So he estimated, most likely the first layer for Demon Master Blood Robe, with a small chance of the second.

Qi Yuan listened to the old man’s explanation, his gaze fixed on the strange creatures in the river of blood, showing a look of surprise in his eyes.

[Intelligent Miniature Scouting Bug can detect the progress of cultivating the "Ancestral Blood Mantra".

Network connection is broken and in a state of severance.]

His eyes saw a different aura in the blood spirits.

This statement, how is it somewhat science fiction?

Doesn’t it fit with the Immortal Path?

No, that’s not right either.

Because Immortal Path and science fiction, in a certain sense, lead to the same destination.

"Where did you get this river of blood from?" Qi Yuan asked curiously.

The old man was slightly puzzled, "This... I do not know."

"Could you give me a little? My home is very empty, I have no pets." Qi Yuan stretched out his hand, asking for something.

This put the old man in a difficult position.

In the end, he gritted his teeth, "You can have a little bit, only a little bit."

"Thank you very much, here’s a ’good person card’ for you," Qi Yuan said.

Speaking, Qi Yuan took out a card from his pocket and with a brush wrote the words "good person card" on it.

"Look, your good person certificate!"

Seeing this, the old man couldn’t help but smile bitterly as he took the "good person card," "Thank you for the honor, Demon Master."

When the Demon Master ascends to become a Sun God Heavenly Venerable, his handwriting... might be worth some money, right?

Speaking, the old man waved his hand and gathered the water from the river of blood, pouring it into a golden bowl.

The small golden bowl held ten thousand pounds of water.

"Is this enough?" the old man asked cautiously.

He was actually a bit puzzled, still someone was interested in this river of blood.

Besides testing the progress in the "Ancestral Blood Mantra," the river of blood had no other use.

"It’s enough," Qi Yuan accepted the golden bowl.

"Alright, I’ll do the test now."

As Qi Yuan said this, he started to run the "Ancestral Blood Mantra."

His thoughts were also in turmoil.

Should he conceal a bit?

Generally speaking, cultivators would hide their capabilities.

But immediately, he shook his head.

Hide my ass.

He really wanted to tell the elders of Ziyuan Tian, go learn Ancestral Blood!

He wanted to quickly increase his cultivation level to boost his ability to protect himself.

Without giving it much thought, Qi Yuan’s "Ancestral Blood Mantra" was running wildly.

The old man watched intently, his eyes focused on the river of blood, anticipation shining in them.

About the time it takes a breath to pass, the old man’s eyes lit up, "The column of blood raises without diminishing, Demon Master indeed, not only has he passed the first layer, but he is also breaking through to the second."

Witnessing this, the old man was convinced.

Why is there such a big gap between people?

Entering the second layer within half a year, this speed, could it rank in the top ten in the entire Black Demon Abyss?

He felt like he was witnessing history.

Talents were emerging everywhere.

Ziyuan Tian was about to produce a true Heaven Pride.

But in the next breath, he widened his eyes, "Actually... three columns!"

One could see that in the river of blood, three columns of blood were spraying out.

This Demon Master Blood Robe... was truly the first beneath Black Sword.

Apart from Black Sword, no one in the Black Demon Abyss has stepped into the third layer within a year.

No wonder rumors outside said that the old ancestor wanted to pit Blood Robe against Black Sword.

At first, the old man thought it was a bit far-fetched.

To make an improper comparison, if the Demon Master was a Heaven Pride seen once in ten thousand years, then Black Sword was a Heaven Pride seen once in a hundred billion years.

He believed Blood Robe could surpass other Demon Masters, overpower Ice Sword, but could not believe he could reach Black Sword’s level.

But now...

He started to breathe rapidly.

The old ancestor had great insight.

Yet, as he grew more agitated, he couldn’t stop himself.

Because, the river of blood in front of him was bubbling up,

and column after column of blood rose ever higher in a frenzy.

After three columns, came four, then five!

The old man was stupefied, utterly astonished.

With an incredulous look on his face, he gazed at the blood river before him; his mind was in total disarray.

"Sev...en pillars?"

His eyes widened, pupils dilating, thoughts in chaos.

How could there be seven pillars!

This was the seventh layer!

To cultivate the "Ancestral Blood Mantra" to the seventh layer, there was no need to cultivate, one could just sleep all day. With sufficient resources, ten thousand years would pass and one would directly step into the Realm of Sun God.

The seventh layer was a watershed.

At present, among all the Demon Masters in the Nine Heavens, there were no more than a handful who had cultivated the Ancestral Blood Mantra to the seventh layer.

And now, there would be one more.

And the time they took to cultivate the Ancestral Blood Mantra... was measured in tens of thousands of years.

But the result...

Demon Master Blood Robe in half a month?

The old man was completely dumbfounded, or perhaps, out of his depth.

"Stop taking deep breaths, I’m feeling it’s getting a bit hot in this room. It’s the seventh layer already, hurry up and change my contribution points!"

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand, beginning to ask for his contribution points.

After all, he still had to attend the Ultimate Reasoning and Discourse Assembly.

These words, they jolted the old man out of his shock.

He had never encountered a situation like this before.

After all, it was unprecedented to reach the seventh layer of the "Ancestral Blood Mantra" in less than half a year.

This was too shocking and outlandish.

It was like a three-year-old child killing an old ancestor with a single fart.

"This... according to the procedure, I must report this to the higher authorities," the old man said with difficulty.

The scene in front of him was too exaggerated, too fantastical, as if it were fake.

It was like on Blue Star, if your neighbor claimed he won the lottery jackpot worth a trillion, you probably wouldn’t believe it, thinking it’s too absurd.

The old man dared not doubt it, this matter needed to be reported to the higher authorities.

As the person in charge of the Ancestral Blood Pavilion, he had privileges that ordinary people did not—namely, the ability to pass information from inside the Ancestral Blood Pavilion to the ancestors.

As he spoke, he took out a black incense and quickly lit it.

In the Black Demon Abyss, black was revered.

The black incense signified that the information was of the highest level.

After lighting it, the old man felt some trepidation, staring at the seven blood pillars, his expression vacant.

Beyond the skies.

Ziyuan Ancestor was refining the Black Demon Ancestral Blood, and after a moment, he appeared somewhat worried.

"Alas, I can’t continue to cultivate, the Root Demon Calamity is approaching, and with my current cultivation level, I fear I won’t be able to survive the next Root Demon Calamity."

Those at the Realm of Ultimate Reasoning face the Root Demon Calamity as they attempt to advance their cultivation level.

The Root Demon Calamity grows stronger and stronger.

If the level of Ultimate Reasoning comprehended is low, facing the Root Demon Calamity, one could easily fall into the Root Demon Sea.

Very few at the Realm of Ultimate Reasoning Sun God die in battle, most fall during the Root Demon Calamity.

Even the mighty ones in the Realm of Great Ultimate Reasoning can perish in the Root Demon Calamity.

Only those who master the Supreme Ultimate Reasoning can face the Root Demon Calamity without trepidation.

"Is three calamities my limit?" Ziyuan Ancestor lamented.

He had only survived three Root Demon Calamities at the Realm of Great Ultimate Reasoning.

Apart from the Great Old One, no one else at the Realm of Great Ultimate Reasoning had survived four calamities.

"The Linya Shedding is coming soon, better not to cultivate anymore, sigh, it’s really hard to be in the Realm of Great Ultimate Reasoning," Ziyuan Ancestor sighed, and then, thinking of something, he said discontentedly, "Why did my damn brain comprehend such a low level of Ultimate Reasoning?"

At that moment, a wisp of faint black smoke rose up outside.

Ziyuan Ancestor’s attention was momentarily drawn there.

"A message from the Ancestral Blood Pavilion..."

His thoughts raced.

"Could it be that besides a Heaven Pride, it’s... Demon Master Blood Robe being tested?"

Thinking about it, the possibility of Demon Master Blood Robe being tested seemed highest.

Expectation shone in his eyes: "Could there be three layers, or even four layers!"

He had high hopes for Blood Robe.

Since the Black Sword and Black Demon Ancestral Blood were of the same origin, it was normal for Blood Robe’s cultivation of the "Ancestral Blood Mantra" to be inferior to Black Sword’s, but as long as it wasn’t too far behind, he could accept it.

His hand hovered over the black incense.

His eyes moved slightly.

"Seven layers?!"

For a moment, he was dumbstruck.

Three months... freaking seven layers?

Are you even human?!

Blood Robe hadn’t cultivated the "Ancestral Blood Mantra" before, he could confirm that.

Three months to the seventh layer.

It was as if he wasn’t cultivating the "Ancestral Blood Mantra," but rather as if the "Ancestral Blood Mantra" was pleading with him to cultivate it!

Ziyuan Ancestor waved his hand grandly, and the scene inside the Ancestral Blood Pavilion appeared before him.

Seven pillars of blood water, incredibly dazzling!

This meant that Blood Robe had truly stepped into the seventh layer in three months’ time!

His gaze fixed on Qi Yuan, his expression one of shock, and then ecstatic joy: "Screw the Linya Shedding, screw the Sixfold Heavens, I’m not serving them any longer!"

Obviously, what he wanted to serve was the person before him.

Thinking of something, the Great Ultimate Reasoning within him began to circulate frenziedly.

He intended to capture this fragment of divine concern and erase it!

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