Chapter 113: The Shock of the White Emperor's Disciple (Thanks to [Nuanyang 1314])

Chapter 113: The Shock of the White Emperor’s Disciples (Thanks to [Warm Sun 1314] for the Silver Alliance!!!)

How can the Origin be taught?

This is impossible, isn’t it?

And besides, this big brother of his knows nothing about the Origin!

The first step of the plan is already unworkable, let alone the rest—it’s all… nonsense.

And he had believed in him so much.

“Who says the Origin cannot be taught?” Qi Yuan said softly. “Chen Huan, if I teach you the Origin and help you ascend to the Supreme, will you serve me for a hundred years?”

“A hundred years? Even a thousand would be fine!” Chen Huan replied without hesitation.

“Swear it on your inner demon,” Qi Yuan said calmly.

“Are you serious?” Chen Huan stared wide-eyed at Qi Yuan.

This guy didn’t seem to be faking it.

“Mm.” Qi Yuan nodded, speaking with an air of profundity. “The opportunity is right before you. It’s up to you to seize it.”

“Swear it, then! Who’s afraid?” Chen Huan’s nature was also rather carefree; otherwise, he wouldn’t have stayed in the City of No Return for so many years.

“I, Chen Huan, swear on my inner demon: if the Warden of the City of No Return successfully teaches me to grasp the Origin and helps me ascend to the Supreme, I will serve him for… a hundred years.

If I break this oath, may my inner demon shatter my body and I die!”

In the Drifting Wind Realm, swearing on one’s inner demon was the most solemn vow.

Once broken, the inner demon would truly tear through the body, and the demonic calamity would emerge prematurely.

“Big brother, I’ve made the oath. Now you should guide your little brother and help him step into the Supreme,” Chen Huan said with a shrug, casually.

And at that moment, Qi Yuan’s robes inexplicably turned blood-red, and a crimson cloak draped over him.

A mysterious and unfathomable aura swirled around him. He stood beside Chen Huan, yet somehow Chen Huan felt as if he were seated high in the celestial palace, looking down from above.

He was startled, then excited, and then he heard the whisper, like the murmurs of an ancient god from time immemorial.

“The power of man and demon, its essence lies in the seven sins: greed, pride…”

“The gusty wind does not last all morning; the sudden rain does not last all day; the human heart does not perish forever…”

“To take, one must first give…”

The ethereal voice drifted into Chen Huan’s ears, filling his soul.

Chen Huan felt as if he were floating among the clouds, yet also deep within the earth.

In the vast firmament, the whispers fell like sweet rain upon his body.

His parched frame became moist and supple; his dried-up soul was, for the first time, brimming.

He did not know how long passed, but suddenly he opened his eyes, and a dazzling light burst forth from them.

“I… understand!”

Chen Huan looked at Qi Yuan, now clad in a blood-red robe. His heart was a tumult of mixed emotions, beyond his own description.

Or rather, beyond imagination.

How could the Warden of the City of No Return understand the Origin?

And even if he did, how could he teach it to another, and how could that other understand?

Especially the preaching.

Even the White Emperor and the Venerable One could not preach the Origin, enabling cultivators to know and comprehend it.

Could it be… that the Warden of the City of No Return was a reincarnation of some great power?

But even the greatest power could not preach the Origin, could they?

“How is it?”

Qi Yuan’s voice came, pulling Chen Huan from his thoughts.

Chen Huan looked at Qi Yuan. The blood-red robe had faded, and he had returned to the familiar figure Chen Huan knew.

The sense of awe and dread had diminished greatly.

Suddenly, Chen Huan dropped to his knees with a thud: “Dad, Dad, I’m your long-lost son!”

As he spoke, he even wrapped his arms around Qi Yuan’s thigh.

“Get lost!” Qi Yuan kicked Chen Huan flying. “Hurry up and become Supreme! Complete my plan!”

With that, Qi Yuan vanished from sight.

Only Chen Huan remained on the city wall, lost in melancholy.

“What a pity… I missed my chance to claim a dad.” Chen Huan looked disappointed, his expression like someone who had gone to the bathroom without toilet paper, used a two-dollar lottery ticket as a substitute, and then found out the next day that the ticket had won millions.

“But…” Chen Huan’s spirits lifted again. “If I can’t be the son of a big shot, being his enforcer isn’t bad either!”

“Never thought that at just eleven hundred years old, I could step into the Supreme—and not just any ordinary Supreme!”

At this thought, Chen Huan was immensely thrilled.

The Origin that Qi Yuan had taught was different from the Origin that ordinary Supremes comprehended.

Though he didn’t know what it was like for other Supremes to grasp the Origin, he knew there was a gap.

Because those who barely comprehended the Origin could only settle for the lowest form of Origin divine ability.

But now, Chen Huan felt that many paths lay before him.

Every single one was a broad and magnificent road!

The Supreme he was about to become was not the lowest kind, but one with immense potential!

…

The Endless Blood Sea seethed without cease.

A whisper arose: “A familiar feeling… like I’ve known it before.”

Blood vapor surged to the heavens, and countless demonic beings writhed within the blood sea.

The voice spoke again.

“Little Crocodile, take the sword and go to the City of Ten Thousand and Eight Hundred.

If you encounter a person… or thing, and the sword’s blade flashes with blood-red, then invite him here.

Treat him… better than you treat me.”

The voice trailed off, then sank back into the blood sea.

A massive crocodile flew out from the blood sea, bearing a sword on its back, and vanished.

The Supremes guarding the Endless Blood Sea naturally heard the Venerable One’s words.

Their eyes showed confusion and shock.

Especially that phrase: Treat him… better than you treat me.

In the City of One Hundred and Eight Thousand, who has appeared?

From the Sovereign’s tone, that one seems… quite extraordinary.

At the same moment, within the White Emperor’s palace, a flash of light streaked by.

The inner hall, unopened for a thousand years, swung open, and a white crane flew out from within, heading toward the City of One Hundred and Eight Thousand.

All the Supremes who witnessed this were somewhat astonished.

What on earth had happened? The White Emperor’s white crane… how could it fly out?

One must know that this white crane had not emerged for several millennia.

Even when the North-South conflict was decided, this white crane had never once appeared.

Countless messages, sent from near the White Emperor’s palace, spread throughout the various reaches of Flowing Wind Realm.

Countless Supremes turned their gazes toward the City of One Hundred and Eight Thousand.

The entire Flowing Wind Realm was seething with undercurrents.

……

“Big Brother, I’ve become a Supreme!” Chen Huan followed behind Qi Yuan, his tone still the same as before, but with a touch more respect.

In truth, at first, he hadn’t known how to face Qi Yuan.

After all, he was clearly a big shot.

But after thinking for a long time, he decided to act just like before.

Of course, the matter of sworn brotherhood could no longer be brought up.

Perhaps, in the future, there might still be a chance to acknowledge him as a foster father.

“Barely passable.” Qi Yuan was in good spirits too. “Seven days to achieve Supreme—it seems my meticulous plan is entirely feasible.”

“Big Brother’s plan is flawless, unprecedented and unrivaled!” Chen Huan immediately showered him with flattery.

“In that case, let us go hunt Supremes.” Qi Yuan’s eyes were full of anticipation.

A Supreme—he could not kill one himself, but through Chen Huan, he could beat a Supreme to the brink of death, and then he would deliver the final blow.

That way, he could gain a vast amount of experience points.

As he was now, leveling up was far too slow.

Ordinary demonic spawn gave too little experience.

He needed to slay Supremes to gain more experience and level up to 120.

Now, with the appearance of the Great Supreme, the Purple Daoist, Qi Yuan was once again unable to eat or sleep in peace.

He had to hurry and reach level 120, comprehend the Origin, and awaken his Origin Divine Ability, only then would he have a fighting chance.

“Hunt Supremes?” Chen Huan was still somewhat worried. “Big Brother, are you really up to it?”

“Isn’t it you who’s here? What’s there to fear?” Qi Yuan said confidently.

“That’s not the answer I wanted to hear.” Chen Huan didn’t trust himself.

“And I’ll be assisting from the side—Supremes can be suppressed with a flip of the hand.

Don’t underestimate the weight of me, the number one support in the Milky Way.”

Hearing this, Chen Huan felt much more at ease.

With the big shot dealing the main damage, he could just coast along.

“Big Brother, how do we find Supremes?” Chen Huan asked.

“Follow me, and you won’t go wrong.”

Qi Yuan often went out to hunt demonic spawn, and occasionally had some “encounters,” learning of places where Supremes frequently appeared.

He had a certain understanding of the Supremes in the Land of a Thousand Cities.

“Let’s go!” Qi Yuan said.

“Alright.” Chen Huan quickly followed, his heart beating fast.

Hunting a Supreme!

That was hunting a Supreme!

What had he done to deserve hunting a Supreme!

……

The Flowing River Demon Lair.

Neither Demon Controllers nor Demon Exorcists were willing to come to this place.

Because, every so often, an endless stream of demonic spawn emerged from here to join the great battle at the City of One Hundred and Eight Thousand.

At this moment, within the demon lair, a woman with a grim expression appeared. Below her, over a dozen Nation Guardians, and even Terrestrial Myths, were trembling and prostrating themselves, clearly terrified of this woman.

“Yu Bai Supreme, what happened at the Flowing River Demon Lair… was our negligence,” one Terrestrial Myth said with difficulty.

“Hmph, the Land of a Thousand Cities has only ninety-nine demon lairs.

This lair was broken into and its spawn slaughtered, leaving a gap for ten years. If not for the impending war, I would never have discovered this. How long were you planning to hide it?” Yu Bai Supreme’s face burned with rage.

Demon Controllers could control demons—this was inextricably linked to the demon lairs and the Supremes.

This lair had suffered severe damage and needed to be replenished with the Supreme’s Origin before demonic spawn could continue to emerge.

“We actually reported it, but you were in seclusion, Supreme…” one Terrestrial Myth hesitated, trying to defend himself.

“What, is it my fault then?” Yu Bai Supreme’s anger caused the human-demon force in the air to instantly solidify.

That powerful Terrestrial Myth suddenly couldn’t breathe, his entire body locked in place, unable to move.

“Deceiving superiors and concealing the truth—deserving of death!” Yu Bai Supreme clenched her hand, and the Terrestrial Myth, dozens of meters away, was crushed into a mist of blood.

Having killed one person, Yu Bai Supreme seemed to be in a slightly better mood. She looked at the others and asked, “Who broke into the Flowing River Demon Lair? I need an explanation.”

“Reporting to the Supreme, this place is closest to Yuzhou Territory. It should be the Guardian of No Return City.

He is at the Terrestrial Myth realm, extremely powerful, appearing and disappearing unpredictably. Over the past few decades, he has often gone out to sweep away demonic spawn,” said a Nation Guardian.

Another Terrestrial Myth added, “Now that the Great Supreme has arrived, the cities of the Land of a Thousand Cities have begun retreating toward Great Sorrow City. Yuzhou Territory is empty, but that Guardian of No Return City, not knowing his place, remains in No Return City.”

Hearing this, Yu Bai Supreme’s face showed a contemptuous expression: “A mere Terrestrial Myth, and so arrogant?

Take some men and raze No Return City.”

Yu Bai Supreme spoke casually, as if handling the most ordinary matter.

The Terrestrial Myths present exchanged glances, not daring to answer.

“What, can’t you handle a mere Terrestrial Myth?”

“Supreme, that Terrestrial Myth is no ordinary one.

Once, three of our comrades besieged him, and he slew them all with a single sword.

There are rumors that the Guardian of No Return City is a disciple of the White Emperor.”

These terrestrial myths are in unbearable agony.

The land of Yuzhou has now become a place of doom.

They dare not show themselves, fearing they might encounter that baleful star and die at his hands.

"Hmph, a mere terrestrial myth has scared you witless—what a joke," said the Yubai Sovereign, displeased. "Does he have six legs and seven arms?"

The terrestrial myths present dared not reply, all lowering their heads.

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

"How dare you slander me without cause? You deserve death!"

With that voice, a blinding flash of sword light streaked by.

A sneak attack!

Every cultivator present felt a terrifying sword intent that made their scalps tingle and their blood run cold.

If that sword fell upon them, it would be enough to slay them outright.

The sword light swept past, and stones from the cave ceiling kept falling.

Anger flashed in the Yubai Sovereign's eyes: "A mere terrestrial myth dares to draw a sword against me!"

Facing Qi Yuan's strike, she stood motionless, taking the blow directly on her chest.

Clang!

The sword clashed violently against the Yubai Sovereign's chest, protected by a primal power.

A sword strong enough to easily kill a terrestrial myth struck as if against the hardest steel.

Qi Yuan's proudest strike, enhanced by the torn garment, only managed to poke a hole in the Yubai Sovereign's robe.

Through the hole, a expanse of snow-white skin was visible.

The sword left not even a red mark on the soft human flesh.

The Yubai Sovereign was stunned; she hadn't expected the sword to pierce her clothes.

Though this remarkable strike couldn't harm her, tearing her robe had surprised her.

She was astonished, but Qi Yuan was even more so: "You... are too tough?

If you're married and your husband isn't a sovereign, how could he ever breach your defenses?"

Rage twisted the Yubai Sovereign's face: "How dare a brat insult me? You seek death!"

A mere terrestrial myth dared to provoke a sovereign.

If word of this got out, she, Yubai, would be secretly mocked throughout the northern lands.

Her rivals would openly jeer!

Furious, she declared: "Let me show you what a sovereign truly is!"

With a single move, the Yubai Sovereign unleashed a mighty primal power technique.

In an instant, Qi Yuan saw a slender flying needle shoot toward him.

The needle carried a dense aura of slaughter.

Qi Yuan remained calm, his eyes fixed on the needle.

Raising his broken sword, he suddenly shouted: "Chen Huan, the primal power technique has three layers—strike her Danxin acupoint, Xiaokong acupoint..."

At Qi Yuan's command, Chen Huan, who had been lurking nearby, finally struck.

He followed Qi Yuan's instructions without any deviation, pouring his primal power technique wildly at the Yubai Sovereign.

A smug smile curled on the Yubai Sovereign's lips: "I've been waiting for you!"

She had long sensed someone else hiding nearby.

Otherwise, how would a mere terrestrial myth dare to ambush her?

Sacrificing one terrestrial myth to let a sovereign ambush her—that was underestimating her.

Three fine needles appeared, shooting straight at Chen Huan.

Chen Huan's face darkened as he felt a strong threat. Having just broken through to sovereign, he didn't know how to respond, and feared that acting rashly would ruin Qi Yuan's plan.

Most importantly, the Yubai Sovereign's primal power technique was also attacking Qi Yuan—could a terrestrial myth withstand it?

Just then, Qi Yuan's telepathic message came swiftly: "Bind the sky with thought, envision a white crane..."

Chen Huan's face lit up with joy.

"So that's it!"

The Yubai Sovereign's terrifying assault now seemed riddled with flaws and openings in his eyes.

He was ecstatic.

In that moment, his form evaded the Yubai Sovereign's primal power technique and appeared directly behind her.

Myriad Stars River!

Through Qi Yuan's teachings, he seemed to see a river formed of stars.

Never having seen stars, he yearned for them.

He directly transformed this vision into his own primal power technique.

The mighty technique slammed into the Yubai Sovereign's body.

Incredulity spread across her face.

Qi Yuan's voice came again.

"Bind three inches, fix at the returning heart!"

Chen Huan hesitated no longer, following Qi Yuan's words, pouring his primal power technique into the Yubai Sovereign's body without restraint.

For the first time, fear appeared on the Yubai Sovereign's face.

"Who are you? Why... are you so familiar with my primal power technique?"

This was no mere familiarity—it was as if they knew it better than she did herself.

"I am your killer!"

At that moment, Qi Yuan's figure appeared before the Yubai Sovereign, broken sword in hand, killing intent blazing in his eyes.

"You..." The Yubai Sovereign was even more bewildered.

Her primal power technique should have killed a terrestrial myth with ease—how was he still alive?

"Die!" Qi Yuan wasted no words, thrusting his sword into the Yubai Sovereign's body.

But her primal power technique was now bound by Chen Huan, leaving her defenseless, and Qi Yuan's sword pierced her cleanly.

"Finally soft!" Qi Yuan gloated, holding his broken sword.

Earlier, he couldn't pierce her; now, without primal power protecting her, a single thrust broke through.

A torrent of experience poured into him in that moment.

Qi Yuan felt an unparalleled frenzy.

His experience bar soared wildly.

In an instant, it stopped at level 119, very close to level 120, very close to the next chance to comprehend the origin.

Qi Yuan hardened his heart, looking at the terrestrial myths around him. With a flash of his sword, a dozen bodies fell.

He couldn't slay a Supreme, but killing terrestrial myths was truly easier than slaughtering chickens.

He looked at Chen Huan, drenched in blood, and asked, "How is it?"

"Some injuries, but it's fine." Chen Huan's mood at this moment felt unreal.

A Supreme... had he simply been killed by him?

With Qi Yuan's help, he could evade the flaws in Yu Bai Supreme's origin technique and directly strike the core.

But the final collision of origin techniques still left him with not insignificant injuries.

At this moment, he was too excited to care about those wounds.

"Since you're fine, come with me. We'll go to other demon dens and turn them upside down!" Qi Yuan's expression was extremely calm.

He wanted to kill more demon spawns, gather some more experience, and level up to 120.

"Alright!" Chen Huan didn't hesitate at all. Now he was also burning with passion; killing just one Supreme had left him unsatisfied, and he urgently needed an outlet.

At this moment, he too was somewhat led astray by Qi Yuan, his mind clouded by slaughter.

If it were the old him, after killing someone, he would have fled immediately, never daring to go to a second demon den—that would mean being surrounded!

"Let's go!"

The two swiftly left Liuchuan Demon Den and headed toward other demon dens.

Meanwhile, in the City of a Thousand Lands, at the Northern Demon Control Base, the Purple Daoist opened his eyes, a look of astonishment on his face: "Yu Bai Supreme... is dead?"

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