Chapter 409: Black Demon Abyss, Lineage

Chapter 409: Black Demon Abyss, Bloodline

The Demon Luo Sacred Tower, compared to the Floating Sky City, was like a countryside versus a city.

The spiritual energy was also far more abundant.

For mortals living in the Demon Luo Sacred Tower, their lifespan could nearly double.

During this time, Qi Yuan had been using immortal qi to cleanse his body, his skin growing ever whiter, crystalline and translucent.

Of course, this whiteness was different from Ning Tao’s cold pale skin—it was more like purity without blemish.

This made Jiang Lingsu, standing beside him, stare wide-eyed: “I want to become a Yin God too!”

She looked at Qi Yuan, both envious and feeling a sense of shame and inferiority.

After all, as things stood now, her skin was indeed not as good as Qi Yuan’s.

“Now that you’re here, focus on cultivation,” Qi Yuan said, patting Jiang Lingsu’s hair.

The trio arrived at one of the layers of the Demon Luo Sacred Tower, called the Gathering Domain Heaven.

This layer was the most bustling within the tower, and also the one with the most foreign cultivators.

Many sacred grounds from other Heavy Heavens, or from the Fifth Heavy Heaven, had established outposts here.

The region where the Demon Luo clan resided was rich in Mirage Light, a valuable substance that could be used to expand divine domains. For Yang God Venerables, it also had significant effects, seemingly related to illuminating the myriad realms.

Thus, all the major powers had set up outposts in the Demon Luo clan’s territory, deploying personnel to harvest Mirage Light.

Now, as they strolled through the Gathering Domain Heaven, streaks of light occasionally flashed by, exuding formidable auras.

Within the great city, Qi Yuan and his two companions moved through the crowd, their expressions calm.

This great city was the central city of the Gathering Domain Heaven, housing outposts of sacred grounds from various Heavy Heavens.

“The Floating Mountain is too low-class—they don’t even have an outpost here,” Qi Yuan remarked with a sigh.

“Cough, cough. The Floating Mountain is merely a sacred ground of the Second Heavy Heaven; it’s only natural they have no outpost here…” Shen Wushen gave an awkward smile.

The Floating Mountain had only one Yang God, and that one was still at the Heavenly Position stage—how could they extend their reach to the Demon Luo clan?

“It seems I’ll have to pick a stronger faction to join this time,” Qi Yuan mused.

Wandering aimlessly through the Demon Luo Sacred Tower was ultimately not a good idea; it was easy to attract unwanted attention.

Especially since he planned to do some big things later, which would inevitably draw the notice of certain Yang Gods.

By casually joining a faction as a guest elder, he could not only freeload on lodging and meals but might even catch the eye of some wealthy female Great Principle, which would be fantastic.

Moreover, having a faction would make it easier to settle his junior sister and Shen Wushen.

At that moment, Qi Yuan stood on a pavilion, gazing into the distance at a wall.

The wall was plastered with numerous “recruitment notices,” and below, many cultivators were reading them.

“Xuan Yun Mountain seeks three Yin God guest elders, Great Venerables preferred; salary negotiable.

Also hiring several Zifu warriors, ten years’ pay for one immortal jade.”

“Jade Immortal Gate seeks Zifu offerings…”

“Tai Huang Palace seeks offerings; cultivation requirement: Mythical…”

“Black Demon Abyss…”

Qi Yuan’s eyes landed on the Tai Huang Palace’s recruitment notice, then he thought for a moment—better to stay away from that Tai Huang Palace person for now.

“In this Demon Luo Sacred Tower, there are four sacred grounds from the Sixth Heavy Heaven with outposts.

The rest are mostly from the Fifth Heavy Heaven.

As for the Fourth Heavy Heaven and below, there are even fewer.” Shen Wushen was still trying to assert his presence.

After all, Qi Yuan had previously mocked him for not seeming like a native of the Immortal Realm, so now he had to show off his familiarity.

He did know something about the famous major powers of the Sixth Heavy Heaven.

“What do you think of the Black Demon Abyss?” Qi Yuan asked casually.

Shen Wushen’s expression turned serious, and he continued, “Every top-tier sacred ground in the Sixth Heavy Heaven has its unique traits.

The Black Demon Abyss’s uniqueness lies in its abundance of Yang God Venerables at the Great Principle realm.

As for exactly how many, this junior does not know.

Because of this, the factions within the Black Demon Abyss are intricate and complex, with many opposing each other.

But even so, the Black Demon Abyss is definitely one of the top ten major powers of the Sixth Heavy Heaven.”

“So many white moons?” Qi Yuan’s eyes lit up, then quickly calmed.

He hadn’t seen them yet; calling them white moons was a bit premature—it would make his white moons seem cheap.

Just then, a scholarly-looking cultivator approached, a hint of arrogance in his eyes: “Daoist friend must have come from a lower Heavy Heaven. Becoming a guest elder of the Black Demon Abyss is not so simple.”

This cultivator was named Ji Buping, hailing from the Fifth Heavy Heaven, and he carried a sense of superiority toward cultivators from lower Heavy Heavens.

Thus, when he spoke to Qi Yuan, he deliberately emphasized the words “lower Heavy Heaven.”

“You have a keen eye, Daoist friend. I accidentally entered a secret realm from the Second Heavy Heaven and ended up here. I don’t even have an immortal jade to go home, so I came looking for a job to earn travel fare,” Qi Yuan replied. “May I ask what is so difficult about becoming a guest elder of the Black Demon Abyss?”

This was the persona he had crafted for himself—an elder of the Floating Mountain.

“The Black Demon Abyss is an extremely exclusive sacred ground, placing the greatest importance on bloodline,” Ji Buping said, tossing his hair and casually revealing a black mark near his ear. “See this? With my bloodline, even in the Black Demon Abyss of the Sixth Heavy Heaven, I could at least be a… steward. Unfortunately, without a Tongtian Jade, I cannot reach the Sixth Heavy Heaven.”

Ji Buping yearned deeply for the Black Demon Abyss of the Sixth Heavy Heaven and desperately wanted to slip into it.

In his view, with his level of bloodline, going to the Black Demon Abyss would surely mean enjoying the best of everything.

“I don’t have a Tongtian Jade either,” Qi Yuan sighed.

Then he heard Ji Buping continue smugly, “The Black Demon Abyss bloodline is one of the most precious bloodlines in the Sixth Heavy Heaven.

The bloodline is divided by the Black Demon Abyss into nine grades, with first grade being the highest and ninth grade the lowest.

This humble one is unworthy, but I have a fourth-grade bloodline—just a hair away from upper-grade bloodline. A pity my mother’s bloodline was a bit inferior.”

As Ji Buping spoke, he sighed and looked at Qi Yuan: “You have no Black Demon Abyss bloodline on you; you cannot become a guest elder of the Black Demon Abyss.”

Though it was a sigh, there was a trace of superiority mixed in.

But just then, a playful voice suddenly rang out: “Who says he can’t join the Black Demon Abyss?”

A woman in a purple robe appeared, her figure graceful, but what caught the eye most were the two horns on her head, resembling a Bull Demon King’s horns, looking indestructible.

She looked at Qi Yuan, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

Ji Buping saw the newcomer and was astonished; he couldn’t discern her identity or cultivation level, and he felt immense wariness.

“This handsome Daoist friend, care to exchange a contact jade slip?” the purple-robed woman said, her tone rather flirtatious.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan was slightly taken aback.

Was he being asked for his “WeChat”?

Indeed, being handsome came with its troubles.

“I rarely give out my contact information on the first meeting,” Qi Yuan said, maintaining his reserve and traditional modesty.

"Give it to me, and I'll help you become a guest elder of the Black Abyss!" The purple-robed woman's eyes held a smile.

Qi Yuan's nose did not grow longer, proving that the purple-robed woman's words were true.

"Sister Horn, here's my contact info. Save my name as... Blood Robe!" Qi Yuan changed his tune quickly.

Ji Buping, standing nearby, watched with a shifting expression; he found it hard to believe the purple-robed woman's words.

After all, the Black Abyss valued bloodline above all else. Even at an outpost, recruiting a guest elder to gather Mi Luo Light required a bloodline.

The purple-robed woman's brows twitched slightly. "I like that nickname—it's got punch."

She referred to being called Sister Horn. "Here's my token. Take it to the Black Abyss, and you can become a guest elder directly." The purple-robed woman was straightforward, producing a jade token.

Ji Buping's face changed when he saw the token, and his body involuntarily hunched.

Because the token was unmistakably black.

Black, in the Black Abyss, signified rarity—only core figures possessed black jade tokens.

"Thank you, Sister Horn." Qi Yuan was delighted.

No wonder some said beauty alone was a disaster, but paired with other things, it became a killing blow.

The purple-robed woman's gaze shifted to Jiang Lingsu, scrutinizing her. "Is this your concubine?"

Her look resembled a villainess in a drama hitting on the female lead, then casting a disdainful glance at the male lead.

Jiang Lingsu, who had been holding Qi Yuan's arm, felt uncomfortable under that gaze.

Especially hearing the content of the purple-robed woman's words, she felt both anger and a strange excitement.

"Ahem... no."

"Good. She's got nothing going for her except big tits."

The purple-robed woman spoke simply, directly, and crudely.

Jiang Lingsu's face flushed completely red.

But she knew this was the upper realm; she couldn't lose her temper and cause trouble for her senior brother.

I'll endure!

Endure!

"Lingsu is a good person," Qi Yuan said gently.

Hearing this, most of Jiang Lingsu's anger dissipated.

"Are you interested in being my concubine?" The purple-robed woman looked at Qi Yuan, startling everyone.

"Ahem, sorry, I'm not into that." Qi Yuan refused outright.

The purple-robed woman looked at him with a playful smile. "Man, you'll come to know my strength and charm someday!"

She spoke like a reverse version of a domineering CEO.

With that, she winked at Qi Yuan, turned into a streak of light, and vanished.

"Young miss, what was so special about that human cultivator?"

A voice transmission reached the purple-robed woman's ear, filled with obvious curiosity.

"He has the bloodline of our Black Abyss, and... its concentration is no less than mine." The purple-robed woman's eyes flickered with curiosity. She extended her hand, revealing a mark on her pale arm. "The Demon Heaven Mark flickers—he'd make a fine concubine!"

"His bloodline is that noble!" The purple-robed woman's guardian was profoundly shocked. "How could such a bloodline have leaked from the Black Abyss? Which lineage does he belong to?"

The guardian was astonished.

In the upper realm, the Black Abyss was fanatical and obsessive about bloodlines, almost to the point of madness.

Some infants, if tested at birth to possess an extremely precious bloodline, would see their entire family leap in social class.

Even more extreme, such infants, even if mortal, would receive treatment akin to a myth within the Black Abyss—once they advanced to Yin Spirit, they'd enjoy the privileges of a Yang God Venerable.

This was terrifying.

Because of this, the core bloodlines of the Black Abyss almost never leaked out.

The purple-robed woman's eyes showed surprise.

Because the Demon Heaven Mark had not identified the source of that handsome male cultivator's bloodline.

"Which lineage he belongs to doesn't matter. What matters is that I discovered him, so... he's of my lineage.

Tell me, how should I win him over so he'll agree to be my concubine?"

"Well... with the young miss's charm and power, taking that man should be no problem.

But should I investigate his identity and background?" the guardian asked.

"No need." The purple-robed woman shook her head. "It's a pity—I have to find the Morning Star Blood Beast, or I'd take him back to the Sixth Heaven right now."

The purple-robed woman had come from the Sixth Heaven to the Mara Clan in pursuit of the Morning Star Blood Beast.

This special beast was immensely helpful for enhancing her bloodline.

On the other side, Qi Yuan held the pitch-black jade token, a smile in his eyes. "The Black Abyss really is easy to get into."

Ji Buping, not far away, heard this and burned with jealousy, but dared not show it, for fear of offending a big shot from the Black Abyss.

He had always yearned for and revered the Black Abyss; even a rat that crawled out of it seemed superior to him.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist!" Ji Buping offered a sour congratulations, then vanished without lingering.

Jiang Lingsu, beside him, clenched her little fists, utterly frustrated. She sighed, "Senior Brother, you were right. I was being narcissistic.

This immortal realm has no second-generation heirs taking a fancy to me and causing you trouble.

Instead, it's you who caught the eye of a second-generation heir, and now she's come to bother me.

So this is what it feels like to be looked down on and belittled?"

Jiang Lingsu had never been treated like this before; she was starting to doubt her life.

"What's there to fear? You're not the protagonist of a TV drama—things like this are rare." Qi Yuan shrugged. "Come on, let's head to the Black Abyss outpost and freeload a meal."

"No, this time I have to cultivate hard and break through to Yin Spirit!" Jiang Lingsu gritted her teeth, then slumped in dejection. "Alas, my talent is too poor. Yin Spirit is so hard..."

...

With the purple-robed woman's token, Qi Yuan entered the Black Abyss outpost and became a guest elder without any obstacles.

In fact, even his identity check was lax, saving Qi Yuan the trouble of using the Great Forgetfulness Sutra to bluff his way through.

Inside the outpost, Qi Yuan also ran into Ji Buping.

Ji Buping was quite embarrassed and secretly jealous.

Because he, with a fourth-rank bloodline, had become a Profound-rank guest elder.

While Qi Yuan, thanks to the token, was an Earth-rank guest elder—one rank higher in status.

This made him uncomfortable.

Qi Yuan paid no attention to any of this.

At that moment, he looked at Jiang Lingsu and had a sudden whimsical idea. "What do you think—should I get a temporary tattoo to fake a high bloodline?"

Qi Yuan discovered that the cultivators of Black Demon Abyss always bore certain marks on their bodies, symbols of their bloodline.

Whenever a cultivator from Black Demon Abyss went out, the demon clan cultivators of the Demon Luo Sacred Tower would treat them like revered fathers.

It could be said that cultivators from Black Demon Abyss enjoyed the superior status of "foreign masters" among the Demon Luo clan.

Now, Qi Yuan was half a "foreign master"—if he got a tattoo sticker, wouldn't he be able to swagger around?

Due to the existence of the Taihuang Palace mark, Jiang Lingsu and Qi Yuan could not be too far apart, so they lived in the same cave dwelling but slept in different rooms.

"What kind of mark? Where to stick it?" Jiang Lingsu asked with great interest.

"What do you think of a crescent moon? On the forehead?" Qi Yuan said seriously.

"I think it works."

"No, my face is too pale—I can't imitate Bao Zheng." Qi Yuan shook his head, but then something occurred to him, and a curious expression appeared on his face. "But it seems I don't need to pretend. There seems to be a bloodline similar to Black Demon Abyss within me. Where did it come from?"

Qi Yuan was somewhat curious.

Back then, when the woman in purple spoke to him, Qi Yuan knew she wasn't so superficial as to only fancy his face.

After all, how could people from the upper realm be that foolish?

So, he had even openly eavesdropped on their conversation.

(End of this chapter)