Chapter 430: Am I Really Not His Illegitimate Father?

Chapter 430: Am I Really Not His Illegitimate Father?

Ziyuan Daxe smiled gently, "Xiao Lu is a good and kind person."

"An Xunlu... well, she's quite a gossip and envious, always badmouthing people behind their backs. You should be careful."

"Ziyuan Daxe, I not only gossip behind people's backs, but I also do it to their faces!" An Xunlu glared at Ziyuan Daxe, her murderous intent unconcealed.

This further convinced Qi Yuan that there was something off about Ziyuan Tian's bloodline.

The cultivators here were somewhat divine.

Take the Moon Goddess Palace, for instance, and the cultivators in other places were much more ordinary.

When it came to surface-level exchanges, they were all very polite and well-mannered.

"Hmph! You just arrived in Ziyuan Tian and already you're at the top of us Demon Disciples. I want to see what you're capable of."

An Xunlu was also ruthless and decisive.

This scene made Qi Yuan blink in surprise.

This was the real flavor of the cultivation world.

In his past cultivation experiences, the people he encountered were too kind.

For example, during his visit to the Jiang family, not even Xiao Pisan came out to provoke him.

"What cultivation level are you? I'll lower my cultivation to match yours, otherwise it's unfair."

"I'm at the Purple Mansion stage," Qi Yuan replied earnestly.

An Xunlu's face instantly turned red with anger, "You're shameless!"

This person was so shameless! Pretending to be at the Purple Mansion stage.

"I really am at the Purple Mansion stage. I'm not lying," Qi Yuan said with a serious expression.

Ziyuan Xiaolu, standing nearby, seeing An Xunlu's reaction, burst into laughter, "I can testify that he's truly at the Purple Mansion stage."

"Hmph!" An Xunlu's chest heaved with anger, revealing a large amount of her cleavage.

She flicked her sleeves and stomped away.

This scene left Qi Yuan disappointed.

He also wanted to see the level of a "Purple Mansion" cultivator from a major power.

Ziyuan Daxe narrowed her eyes, speaking ambiguously, "Is it white or big?"

"Huh?" Qi Yuan was a bit confused, not understanding Ziyuan Daxe's meaning.

"Her... do you want to take a bite?"

"Huh? Can you not be so shameless?" Qi Yuan was exasperated, his head filled with black lines.

The people from Black Demon Abyss were really not normal.

Ziyuan Xiaolu, standing beside him, had a face flushed with embarrassment, her hands clutching her clothes. If not for her shyness, she would have likely covered her ears.

"I'm just saying, don't get your hopes up. You won't have the chance to take a bite. An Xunlu likes... the Black Sword." Mentioning the Black Sword, Ziyuan Daxe's face rarely showed a look of seriousness.

"Hey, don't spread rumors about me. I didn't mean... that about An Xunlu!" Qi Yuan was speechless.

The people from Black Demon Abyss were too good at spreading rumors! However, this kind of situation was also common in the Blue Domain.

Common cases.

Someone posts: Is XX infertile?

Followed by others: I heard XX is infertile.

Hmm... the rumor spreads.

However, this also requires time to ferment.

Ziyuan Daxe's rumor-spreading was without any buildup.

The Ziyuan Clan's members were so gossipy, yet they had lived for so long.

"You don't have a sense of humor. I said all this just to bring up the Black Sword."

"Wait, how do you know about cells?" Qi Yuan blinked in surprise.

Could they be from the same place?

"We in Black Demon Abyss have studied bloodlines and created the term 'cell', is that too much?" Ziyuan Daxe looked at Qi Yuan as if he were an idiot.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan immediately understood.

At the Yangshen stage, if their eyes weren't better than a microscope, that would be too pathetic.

"You, work harder on cultivating the Ancestral Blood Art, and suppress the Black Sword.

That Black Sword guy is known as the Light of Black Demon Abyss.

I'm rebellious and don't like him." Ziyuan Daxe said earnestly.

The Black Sword was hailed as the first Heavenshot of Black Demon Abyss, capable of becoming a Great Principle existence.

Moreover, it wasn't just any Great Principle, but one that had comprehended the Supreme Principle, just like the one in Taohuang Palace.

For so many years, since Black Demon Abyss became the overlord of the Sixth Heaven, they had never produced a Great Principle that had comprehended the Supreme Principle.

Hence, the Black Sword was particularly valued.

Even a Heavenshot like Ziyuan Daxe had been influenced by these ideas.

Once they stepped into the Yangshen stage, they would prioritize the Black Sword.

Naturally, she had this in mind.

"Niu Jiao Sister, don't worry. Last time you helped me, next time I'll help you deal with the Black Sword," Qi Yuan said, patting his chest.

"You really took it seriously?" Ziyuan Daxe said, speechless.

Thinking about how the Blood Cloak treated the Taohuang Palace cultivator as a major enemy, it was normal to look down on the Black Sword.

"I'm just saying, don't actually go cause trouble for the Black Sword. That guy is terrifying. He's a disciple of the Black Demon Ancestor, and even our Ancestor calls him 'Junior Brother'." Ziyuan Daxe's face turned serious.

The Black Demon Ancestor was one of the nine elders of Black Demon Abyss, and the remaining eight were his disciples.

So, the Black Sword's seniority was higher than theirs.

Ziyuan Daxe shrugged, "Your cave residence is ahead, I won't go there.

Perfect timing, Ziyuan Xiaolu is good at doing chores, so let her help you organize your cave residence."

Ziyuan Daxe finished speaking and left, yawning.

Although the ancestor highly regarded the Blood Cloak, Ziyuan Daxue also understood that no matter how powerful the Blood Cloak's bloodline was, it couldn't compare to the Black Sword.

Black Demon Ancestor Blood... was limited.

In the vast emptiness, only Qi Yuan and the shy Ziyuan Xiaolu remained.

"Little Pink Horn, I'm counting on you to take care of the cleaning!" Qi Yuan looked at Ziyuan Xiaolu with a gentle expression.

Ziyuan Xiaolu's face turned red, seemingly embarrassed by Qi Yuan's address.

She lowered her head and whispered, "Okay."

After Ziyuan Xiaolu finished speaking, she flew towards Qi Yuan's iron cave abode.

Instantly, thousands upon thousands of Ziyuan Xiaolu's clones appeared in the air, scattering to various locations within the iron cave abode.

Qi Yuan witnessed this scene, placing his hand under his chin, his expression turning solemn as if contemplating something of utmost importance.

Finally, after several dozen breaths, Qi Yuan's face revealed an excited expression.

"If I can deceive Ziyuan Xiaolu into going to Lanxing, and have some of them work in electronics factories to tighten screws, won't I be able to make a fortune? And if some of them go to a certain country as vagrants, won't they bankrupt that country?"

The more Qi Yuan thought about it, the more he felt his own cleverness, having discovered a tremendous business opportunity.

This also made him quite excited.

Without further thought, he entered the well-arranged cave abode, making some minor adjustments.

Frequent mental exertion often led to insomnia and mental excitement.

He took out the Ancestral Blood Art and examined it carefully.

【This is a bloodline advancement technique with several loopholes. If they are corrected, cultivation speed can be increased by more than a hundredfold.】

Qi Yuan's eyes, trained in his field, instantly spotted the loopholes in the Ancestral Blood Art.

He also obtained more information about the Ancestral Blood Art.

"So, the Ten Thousand Paths Divine God also contains a special bloodline."

"Devouring the original body... isn't the case."

When Ziyuan Daxue approached him, Qi Yuan had already made several speculations.

Initially, he believed that the Devouring Original Body given by the Foodless Holy Mother was an extremely special bloodline.

But it turned out to be the Ten Thousand Paths Divine God.

"So, cultivating this Ancestral Blood Art can also enhance the potential of my Ten Thousand Paths Divine God bloodline and subsequently increase my strength?"

Qi Yuan pondered.

After returning from Gong Palace, his cultivation in the Ten Thousand Paths Divine God had stalled.

His martial arts journey seemed to have reached its culmination.

Now, he had found a way to improve his Ten Thousand Paths Divine God.

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

"The Ten Thousand Paths Divine God seems to value bloodlines more."

"The Immortal Path, on the other hand, emphasizes comprehension and the Dao."

These were two distinct paths.

"Will the Ten Thousand Paths Divine God not cultivate into a Great Muscle Tyrant?" Qi Yuan hesitated.

But after some thought, he had already swallowed a star.

The Dharmic Body was already a Great Muscle Tyrant.

"Start modifying the Ancestral Blood Art and cultivate!"

Without further thought, Qi Yuan a treasure, he began meticulously modifying the Ancestral Blood Art.

Outside the iron cave abode, Ziyuan Xiaolu's tens of thousands of clones continued their meticulous cleaning using various techniques.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes, focusing intently.

Three days passed, and Qi Yuan opened his eyes.

A strand of blackness swirled within his pupils.

His face showed surprise: "Is the Ancestral Blood Art so powerful?"

After modifying the Ancestral Blood Art, he quickly cultivated, and through his own efforts, he broke through to the first level.

With this breakthrough, he realized the power of this technique.

His Ten Thousand Paths Divine God cultivation had increased... by a hundredfold! This was incredibly terrifying!

"Isn't it said that advancing in the Yang Deity realm is as difficult as ascending to heaven? How come it's so easy?"

Qi Yuan was in a good mood.

Just the first level was so terrifying.

If he cultivated to perfection, wouldn't he be able to trounce even a Great Supreme Enlightenment?

Or perhaps become even stronger?

In a 6919 book, there wasn't a single mistake!

However, at this moment, Qi Yuan stopped cultivating.

He felt that he had been cultivating too hard and needed to rest for a while, as he felt weak.

Work and rest in harmony.

To use an inappropriate analogy, this type of cultivation required a certain type of blood cell, and one had to wait for them to regenerate before continuing cultivation.

This situation was an objective reality.

However, cultivators in the Dark Demon Abyss rarely encountered this issue.

After all, their cultivation progress was slow.

"Let's see what gift my ancestor gave me."

Qi Yuan then remembered that Ziyuan Tan had also given him a small gift.

He carefully opened the storage bag that Ziyuan Tan had given him.

Gifts from a Great Supreme Enlightenment required caution.

In an instant, a drop of extremely terrifying blood fell into Qi Yuan's eyes.

This drop of blood exuded an incredibly frightening aura.

It seemed like it could crush a planet if it fell.

Qi Yuan also sensed a strong sense of danger.

Through this drop of blood, he seemed to see an extremely powerful being.

"This is..."

【Black Demon Ancestor Blood, the source of the Dark Demon Sky bloodline, left behind by an extremely powerful being during their transformation.】

His left eyebrow twitched.

It indicated that this was a good item without danger.

"So fragrant..."

Qi Yuan was tempted.

He directly swallowed half of the drop of blood.

The other half remained.

He didn’t swallow it.

Because… he was full.

In an instant, Qi Yuan felt a strong sense of satiety and sensed his energy surging once again.

Countless changes were happening and evolving within his body.

He felt that his body seemed to be even more robust.

Even without the protection of immortal energy, he wouldn’t feel pain if he encountered his past enemies and got a nosebleed from them.

"I feel incredibly strong now!"

"I could eat a hundred million steamed buns in one meal without drinking water!"

"No wonder our well wanted to swallow the Black Demon Ancestor Blood; it’s a great tonic!"

"Coming to the Dark Demon Abyss was the right move; it’s my blessed land!"

Qi Yuan’s gaze was deep and full of anticipation.

Feeling energetic, he wanted to run a few laps around the Blue Star.

However, he hesitated.

Why was the Purple Origin Heavenly Ancestor being so good to him? Something unusual must have a reason!

Qi Yuan pondered, and his figure flashed out of the cave’s bedroom.

Not far away, Ziyuan Xiaolu was looking down, her pink horns gleaming, seemingly using her head to ram a door, like a bull plowing a field.

"Pink Horn Sister!" Qi Yuan called out.

Ziyuan Xiaolu stopped her actions, ran to Qi Yuan, and panted, "Blood Cloak Senior Brother, what’s wrong?"

Blood Cloak was the leader of the five demons, so it was appropriate for her to call him Senior Brother.

"I need to secretly ask you about something important, and you mustn’t tell anyone else!" Qi Yuan said solemnly.

Ziyuan Xiaolu nodded vigorously, feeling a bit pleased.

This Senior Brother still trusted her.

She clenched her fists and leaned closer to Qi Yuan, "Blood Cloak Senior Brother, please speak."

"I want to ask if the Purple Origin Heaven’s old ancestor has any relatives left outside, like his father… or his ancestors?" Qi Yuan asked his question.

This left Ziyuan Xiaolu stunned, "I… I don’t know, Senior Sister."

How could she, a mere Mythical Realm cultivator, know the private matters of the Purple Origin Heavenly Ancestor?

"Why are you asking these things, Blood Cloak Senior Brother?" Ziyuan Xiaolu felt a bit wary.

More than anything, she was puzzled.

In the territory of Purple Origin Heaven, such discussions about the old ancestor could be sensed by the old ancestor at any moment.

"The old ancestor gave me a gift, didn’t he?" Qi Yuan said with a suspicious look.

"Ah?" Ziyuan Xiaolu was still puzzled, and a bit jealous.

"He gave me a precious gift. I’ll show you secretly, but don’t tell anyone else!"

Qi Yuan said, lifting a corner of his storage bag.

Ziyuan Xiaolu leaned in, her eyes wide, "Black! Demon! Ancestor! Blood!!"

She was shaken to her core, her face showing disbelief.

This was the Black Demon Ancestor Blood!

Even a Principle Realm Yang Deity wouldn’t qualify to receive it without making significant contributions to the Dark Demon Abyss.

Only the Nine Elders had the right to it.

And yet… it was given to Blood Cloak?

How could she not be shocked?

Then, Qi Yuan’s next words made her even more tense.

"The Black Demon Ancestor Blood is so precious. Your old ancestor must have a reason for giving it to me.

I suspect that I might be your Black Demon Abyss’s long-lost ancestor." Qi Yuan pondered seriously.

As for him being the son of the Ziyuan Ancestor?

He didn’t even need to think about it.

He had lost both parents at a young age.

Since he wasn’t someone’s son, the only truth was that he was someone’s ancestor!

Otherwise, why would the old ancestor be so good to him for no reason?

Ziyuan Xiaolu blinked, her moist lips touched by her little tongue, looking quite astonished.

She said in a pitiful tone, "Blood Cloak Senior Brother, I… I don’t know about such matters."

She didn’t dare to respond to Qi Yuan’s words.

If the old ancestor found out and got angry, she would be in deep trouble.

"Ah…" Qi Yuan sighed, "I won’t make it difficult for you."

Hearing this, Ziyuan Xiaolu breathed a sigh of relief, "Blood Cloak Senior Brother, please don’t say such things recklessly. If the old ancestor hears… it could be dangerous…"

"Also, I am very tight-lipped, Blood Cloak Senior Brother, rest assured!"

Qi Yuan nodded, "Alright, you continue cleaning. I’ll go out and take a look."

With that, Qi Yuan vanished.

He planned to ask Ziyuan Daxue, An Xunlu, and other cultivators of Purple Origin Heaven if the old ancestor giving him the Black Demon Ancestor Blood meant he was the old ancestor’s long-lost child.

Humans are naturally curious, and Qi Yuan was no exception.

At the same time, outside the sky, the Ziyuan Ancestor’s body twisted, his Principle Realm energy coiling together.

He naturally sensed the conversation between Qi Yuan and Ziyuan Xiaolu, as it involved him.

"You… what kind of mind do you have!"

"What are you thinking!"

He had lived for countless years.

How could he possibly have a father or ancestor left outside?

But suddenly, he thought of something, and his gaze became doubtful.

"Could he really be my little ancestor?"

(End of Chapter)

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