Paradise of Demonic Gods

Chapter 1040: Foot of the Mountain

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

At a mountain cliff that was approximately 50 lis or so away from Serene Mountain, Fei Li—who was dressed in emerald-green clothes—looked at the man in blood red clothes with great feelings of love and admiration.

The man was the Blood River Path’s leader, Blood Sea—a heaven-blessed cultivator who had unified six paths in the Demon Sect.

Fei Li looked at this god-like man, feeling that the aura he emitted had become increasingly deep and unfathomable ever since he came out from his seclusion. It was like the Gang Qis that were high up beyond the heavens, giving others a distant feeling like one would never be able to come into contact with it.

Right now, Blood Sea was standing at the mountain cliff. His eyes had turned into crimson vortexes, shooting out a blood red glow continuously. They were just like crimson-red gemstones.

As he looked at the Serene Mountain in the distance that was like a black dragon groveling on the ground, there seemed to be a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Behind the two people, there were rows of the Blood River Path’s disciples. They were half-kneeling, looking at the figure—who was right at the very front—with nothing but respect and admiration in their gazes.

After going through 300 years of separation, the Sacred Sect’s seven paths were finally going to be unified in the hands of this man once again. At the thought of how this great accomplishment would be completed by their hands, uncontrollably agitated expressions flashed non-stop in their eyes.

They looked at Blood Sea with gazes that were becoming increasing filled to the brim with respect and admiration.

At that moment, an Elder walked up next to Blood Sea and said softly, “Sir Asura has sent the latest news that things have been settled with the Desolate Era Path. Based on the timing, they’ll probably arrive at the agreed location very soon.”

“Alright.” Blood Sea nodded. There seemed to be a bit of nonchalance in his tone as if the Desolate Era Path’s submission was unable to excite him.

Fei Li asked puzzledly, “Sir, do we really need to wait for Heavenly Yaksha and the others to arrive? With your strength...”

“Zhao Yinglan is, after all, nominally the strongest expert to have emerged during the last 20 years in our Sacred Sect’s seven paths.” There seemed to be waves seething in Blood Sea’s eyes, producing hints of blood colored ripples. “So, of course, I’ll need to all out in order to deal with her. This is a form of respect to the strong. I only hope that she won’t disappoint me.”

At the next moment, he looked toward the young lady and asked, “Fei Li, how’s the recent situation in the central?”

Right now, the world was in chaos, and Blood Sea wanted to unify the Demon Sect so that he could make use of the Demon Sect’s powers to get involved in this chaotic situation. He was even thinking of taking over the central and assuming that supreme position.

Fei Li gave it some thought and said, “Ever since the imperial court defeated Prince Xin, they have been recovering lost land in the north. The remaining feudal vassals, the three Princes in the south, and that rebel Liang Bo are all lying low. The other smaller rebel armies don’t have the capability to affect the situation. Everyone is accumulating powers, and nothing major has happened.”

“Haha, I didn’t expect that the imperial court would still have the powers to retaliate despite being in such a situation.” The corners of Blood Sea’s lips curled up into a faint smile. “After I’ve unified the Sacred Sect, I’ll have to go meet that legendary female general.”

Blood Sea was very interested in that female general who was said to be beautiful as a fairy and had defeated Prince Xin. There were even rumors saying that she had defeated Tiangang Realm experts from the Three Mountains Four Peaks.

Fei Li’s expression revealed a hint of hesitation, and Blood Sea seemed to sense that. He asked, “What other matters are there? Just say it.”

Fei Li answered in an uncertain tone, “It’s said that the Great Jin Dynasty’s young Emperor has called for reformation and is putting in great efforts into building roads, rivers, and bridges. He is also opening up trade routes, developing craftsmanship, and opening academies. He even... even got the many experts from the Imperial Guards to engage in building work. I don’t know if the news is true or not.”

Hearing Fei Li’s words, the corners of Blood Sea’s lips curled up into a smirk. “Foolish. Rome wasn’t built in a day [1]. The Great Jin Dynasty is already in a battered state and can’t withstand any more turmoil.

“If it were me, I would grant great pardon to the world and recruit volunteer troops, slowly nurturing and accumulating strength.

“What he is doing is good, but the timing isn’t right. He thinks that he can sit firmly on the throne with just one great victory...? His actions have probably depleted the last bit of the imperial court’s energy. He’s seeking his own downfall.

“Moreover, soldiers form the country’s foundation. The stronger the cultivators, the more they require long term cultivation and nurturing,” Blood Sea stated, shaking his head. Then he continued, “He even mobilized martial arts expert to engage in construction work. What he’s doing is truly attending to the superficial things and neglecting what’s essential. He’s courting his own doom over some insignificant benefits. To think that I had viewed him as an opponent previously... By the looks of it, he is just someone who is too young and only has vigor. He has great ambitions but little talent.”

Saying this, he looked toward the Serene Mountain in the distance. There seemed to be blood-colored flames burning in his eyes, “Wait till I’ve completely unified the Sacred Sect...”

...

Zhao Yinglan was sitting cross-legged on Serene Mountain with streams of Tiangang Qis and Disha Qis circling around her, forming mysterious rings and emitting a strange attraction force.

Beside her, Fu Daoxian only looked for a few seconds and already felt that her essential Qi was leaving her body.

She immediately lowered her head and asked puzzledly, “Master, is this the martial art that was taught by His Majesty?”

Zhao Yinglan nodded, and a hint of elation gleamed in her eyes. “After His Majesty read through our Illusory Emotions Path’s martial arts secret manuals, he was able to achieve a thorough understanding of them very quickly and even made improvements to them. His martial arts aptitude is really a rare find.”

During this period of time, she had only been receiving slight guidance from Fang Xingjian. With Fang Xingjian’s realm of being able to reach the essence of things and observe things on the microscopic level, Zhao Yinglan’s martial arts cultivation naturally improved in leaps and bounds. Her Illusory Demonic Rotation even reached a realm where it now assumed a formless state and followed the flow of nature.

Every 10% of her powers could have the same effect as 100% of her powers. Her ability to borrow the opponent’s force to counterattack also went through an upheaval change in its quality.

“Master,” Fu Daoxian asked curiously, “Do you think that His Majesty could be the legendary heaven-blessed cultivator?”

“Heaven-blessed cultivator?” Zhao Yinglan hesitated for a moment. It was said that heaven-blessed cultivators were all martial arts cultivators with exceptional aptitude. That was not all. It was also said that their martial arts were imparted by the heavens, and even if they did not receive any guidance from others, they would be able to acquire countless remarkable skills and techniques.

“He could be.” Zhao Yinglan also held some suspicions of that. After all, seeing how Fang Xuan could reach his current realm despite his age, the only way of explaining it would be that he was a heaven-blessed cultivator.

She looked toward the direction of the mountain peak, and a hint of apprehensive gleam shone in her eyes. Fang Xingjian clearly seemed to have achieved some understanding toward the Demon Sovereign’s legacy and had announced that he was entering training in seclusion from three days ago. He forbade anyone from getting close to the mountain peak.

“Alright, let’s not talk about His Majesty behind his back,” Zhao Yinglan said, patting Fu Daoxian on the head. Then she beckoned, “Come, Xian`er, have a spar with Master. I’ll take this opportunity to also impart you with what His Majesty has taught me. The imperial court is now in need of talent, and it will depend on yourself to see if you can rise up.”

“This disciple understands.” Fu Daoxian nodded. At the next moment, she circulated her powers and flew out. Her long sleeves landed drifted toward Zhao Yinglan like a drifting cloud.