Chapter 627: Demon Saint's Myriad Transformation Divine Scripture, Urgent! Urgent! Urgent!

Chapter 627: The Demon Sage's Myriad Metamorphoses Scripture—Urgent! Urgent! Urgent!

Just as Zhang Yu had anticipated, Ying Zhoufan would not turn down the business.

Thus, swayed by the other party's pitch, he purchased the blood of three high-tier demon scions.

True to her reputation as a top scholar at the Heavenly Demon University, Ying Zhoufan's efficiency was impeccable; within roughly two hours, she dispatched someone to deliver the blood right to Zhang Yu.

"So fast... could this actually be the blood of the Heavenly Demon school team members?"

Zhang Yu let a drop of blood fall upon the Azure Water Golden Crystal Armor, sensing as the armor parsed the hidden information within the demon scion bloodline.

He was not in the least worried that anyone would question his motives for buying demon blood.

After all, the Azure Water Golden Crystal Armor bred demon beasts, and rapid breeding could naturally be achieved through demon blood; aside from completing the Demon Sage's Myriad Metamorphoses Scripture, the purchased blood could later be utilized in combat and production.

"No problem."

Having confirmed that the bloodline of high-tier demon scions could complete the Demon Sage's Myriad Metamorphoses Scripture, Zhang Yu placed another order with Ying Zhoufan.

Meanwhile, his company's recruitment drive had swiftly gathered a batch of low-tier demon scion blood, which Zhang Yu paid to have delivered via high-speed courier.

As the demon blood was continuously collected, the Demon Sage's Myriad Metamorphoses Scripture in Zhang Yu's mind was gradually completed—a profound, complex, and immensely erudite Daoist technique.

"The Demon Sage's Myriad Metamorphoses Scripture is a technique rooted in the demon scion bloodline, enabling the practitioner to transform into various demon scions."

"But if that were all, it would be no different from the Heavenly Demon's Hundred Transformations of the Heavenly Demon University."

"The true brilliance of the Demon Sage's Myriad Metamorphoses Scripture lies in its ability to spawn demon scion avatars."

"At level ten, one can manifest two demon scion avatars; at level twenty, four. This number neatly corresponds to the thought-threads of the Boundless Mind Inner Dharma Body."

"As a Daoist technique pointing straight to level eighty, if ultimately combined with the Remnant Bull's Self-Sacrificing Heart Art and the Boundless Mind Inner Dharma Body, one could become an entire army, single-handedly transforming into a demon horde with monstrous regenerative powers and diverse scion abilities..."

Delving deeply into its profound mysteries, Zhang Yu felt that, judging by the technique's might, it could at least be classified as a military-grade art; his arduous efforts had not been in vain.

"But demon scion avatars and the like are far too easy to see through."

Zhang Yu figured that if he were to cast this technique directly in the future, it would likely be all too easy for others to notice something amiss.

"Fortunately, the Azure Water Golden Crystal Armor inherently possesses the ability to breed demon beasts. Once I master the Demon Sage's Myriad Metamorphoses Scripture, I can simply use the armor to mask the technique, which should pose little issue."

With this thought, Zhang Yu continued to peruse the technique, registering it within the Feathered Tome.

However, like other Daoist techniques, the Demon Sage's Myriad Metamorphoses Scripture was not something that could be mastered through secluded, bitter cultivation alone; practicing this art required the continuous refinement of demon scion bloodlines and the collection of vast amounts of demon blood.

Moreover, it demanded specific types of demon scion bloodlines, requiring everything from low-tier to high-tier blood, and in substantial quantities.

To master the technique as swiftly as possible, Zhang Yu had no choice but to continue his company's recruitment activities to keep gathering low-tier demon blood.

At the same time, he did not abandon the import of high-tier demon blood through Ying Zhoufan.

In the ensuing period, Zhang Yu cultivated the Demon Sage's Myriad Metamorphoses Scripture over and over; as massive amounts of demon blood were consumed, especially that of high-tier scions, his spirit coins steadily dwindled.

Coupled with the repairs to the Seven Extremes Dharma Remains and the maintenance of various magical treasures, Zhang Yu's spirit coins were rapidly draining away.

Fortunately, the revenue from the named moves of the previous match and the advertising fees for the finals arrived in succession, causing Zhang Yu's account balance to surge once more, instantly reaching over four hundred spirit coins—a veritable abundance of ammunition.

...

Aboard Zhang Yu's flying ship.

In a room where all equipment was shut down and every connection to the Spirit Realm was severed.

Zhang Yu was seen forming Daoist seals, his magical power circulating as he cast layers of prohibitions, extracting wisps of demonic qi from the vials of demon blood before him and refining it into his dantian.

The demonic qi then coursed through his body, gradually merging into his flesh and blood, allowing his physical form to grasp, bit by bit, the power of transformation.

As another cycle of cultivation concluded, it seemed as though the roars of tens of thousands of demon scions echoed within Zhang Yu's mind.

For a fleeting moment, he felt as if he had incarnated into various great demons capable of soaring through the skies, burrowing into the earth, and moving mountains and seas, battling against the heavens and nature itself.

Demon Sage's Myriad Metamorphoses Scripture Level 5 (0/50)

Gazing at the level five Daoist technique on the panel, Zhang Yu gave a slight nod in his heart; at this rate, pushing the art to the Foundation Establishment realm of level eleven before the next final would be no problem.

The next moment, with a mere thought, a strand of his hair was blown loose by his protective aura, floating before his eyes.

The hair then twisted, swelled, and deformed, becoming akin to a mass of living flesh and blood, from which low growls emanated.

Zhang Yu knew that as long as he continued to circulate the technique, he could use this single strand of hair as a focal point to summon a demon scion avatar; whether it would be an eagle demon, a boar demon, a lion demon, or some other monster depended entirely on the bloodlines he had refined and his own choice.

This demon scion avatar would be like an extra limb grown from his body, not only controllable at his will but also possessing physical strength at the Foundation Establishment level, along with certain special abilities of the demon scion.

"However, a demon scion avatar transformed from a single strand of hair will last only a few minutes at most before collapsing and dissolving."

"Only by investing more flesh and blood into the transformation will the avatar's duration extend, its physical strength draw closer to my own, and it might even inherit the physical activation ability of my Remnant Bull's Self-Sacrificing Heart Art."

"If I transmit magical power and aura through the sword formation, it won't be difficult for me to manipulate it to execute martial arts."

"And if I equip the avatar with magical treasures... its combat power could be multiplied several times over."

The next moment, accompanied by a swirl of aura, the still-morphing mass of hair was utterly obliterated, dissipating into the air.

"But as expected, using it directly is still too conspicuous." "To deploy it in the finals, I'll have to rely on the Azure Water Golden Crystal Armor for disguise."

Zhang Yu mused, "It seems I'll need to buy more aquatic demon scion blood. In the future, when I activate the Azure Water Golden Crystal Armor to breed aquatic demon beasts, I can slip some of my demon scion avatars in among them."

"Naturally, the demon scion avatars I summon should primarily be of the aquatic variety."

Just then, Zi Yunzhen's voice called out from outside the door: "Boss? Are you in there?"

Zhang Yu's gaze shifted; he had publicly declared he was in secluded cultivation to modify his magical treasures, knowing his assistants wouldn't disturb him without a pressing matter.

Zhang Yu: "What is it?"

Zi Yunzhen said, "Bai Zhenzhen from the Heavenly Sword University wants you to check your messages."

Zhang Yu's heart stirred as he reconnected his eye remains to the Spirit Realm, only to see a barrage of messages sent by Bai Zhenzhen.

Bai Zhenzhen: Get over here fast

Bai Zhenzhen: Where are you?

Bai Zhenzhen: Urgent! Urgent! Urgent!

...

Upon arriving at Bai Zhenzhen's flying ship, Zhang Yu found that there seemed to be no one aboard.

And when he entered Bai Zhenzhen's room, he still didn't see her anywhere, only noticing a hole in one of the walls.

Zhang Yu examined the hole with curiosity, and just as he was puzzling over it, he heard Bai Zhenzhen's voice echoing from within: "Yuzi, press your body against the hole."

Zhang Yu leaned in, asking in confusion, "What's wrong, A-Zhen?"

Bai Zhenzhen said, "My master went to the gathering of the four universities' Spirit Transformation experts to discuss the tournament; she has no energy to keep an eye on things here right now."

"This is a rare opportunity, and I've turned off all the communication devices on the flying ship."

Bai Zhenzhen continued, "Ever since we last met beneath the arena at the Heavenly Sword University, it's been a long time since we did that..."

Hearing Bai Zhenzhen say that, Zhang Yu immediately understood she was referring to the matter of exchanging divine spirit roots.

After all, given their deep mutual understanding, there was no need to utter the three words divine spirit root and invite unnecessary risk; a simple reference to that was enough for them to understand.

As for the exchange of divine spirit roots, Zhang Yu had been constantly seeking an opportunity, but ever since the Top Ten League began, he was surrounded by the prodigies of the top ten universities, not to mention the occasional scrutiny of the Seven Emotions Divine Lord, which deterred him from acting rashly.

Zhang Yu stepped up to the hole and asked, "Is the Seven Emotions Divine Lord really gone?"

His mind instantly flew to the intelligence Dao Qiankun had previously shared concerning the Transformation Spirit realm.

Zhang Yu mused inwardly, "A gathering of the Transformation Spirits from the four academies? Are the Transformation Spirits of Myriad Laws, Vajra, Immortal Armaments, and Heavenly Sword also planning to unify their wills and rally behind Dao Qiankun against Kuang Tianqing of the Heavenly Demon academies, just as the Heavenly Demon Transformation Spirits have done?"

"If it is truly a matter of such magnitude, then the Divine Lord of Seven Emotions likely has no time to spare for this place."

Yet a second thought struck Zhang Yu: "But the moment you draw near me now, your sword qi will erupt and draw the prying eyes of others."

Bai Zhenzhen's voice drifted from behind the hollow: "That is precisely why I carved out this hole."

"As long as I cannot see you in the flesh, and it is only that, I should be able to restrain myself now."

"Hurry."

With that, Bai Zhenzhen urged him on once more, "The old fogey could be back at any moment."

"Just hurry and align yourself with the opening."

Since Bai Zhenzhen had insisted, Zhang Yu decided to trust her; besides, in his quest for first place in the Grand Ten Tournament, he was loath to forsake any means of augmenting his strength.

Thus, Zhang Yu leaned against the wall, aligning his Divine Spirit Root as precisely as possible with the aperture.

In the very next instant, Zhang Yu felt his Divine Spirit Root surge forth violently, plunging in a single breath deep into Bai Zhenzhen's dantian.

Simultaneously, Bai Zhenzhen's spirit root leapt across to nestle within Zhang Yu's dantian.

As this exchange of spirit roots took place, a peculiar sensation enveloped them both, compelling them to tremble ever so slightly.

It was the Divine Spirit Root beginning to channel the adapted enhancements from their respective bodies, gradually feeding them back into their exchanged physical forms.

Vitality, magical power, physical strength, endurance, bone density, and indeed every facet of their bodily resilience were being reshaped by the Divine Spirit Root.

This was especially true given how long it had been since their last exchange; the physical divergence between them had grown vast, rendering the stimulus of this transformation all the more intense.

Bai Zhenzhen fiercely suppressed the urge to cry out and unleash her sword qi, gritting her teeth as she asked, "Yu, how does it feel?"

Zhang Yu replied, "It feels utterly strange. I can sense your dantian."

Bai Zhenzhen drew a deep breath and murmured, "I can sense yours too."

Immediately after, Bai Zhenzhen felt the feedback surging from the Divine Spirit Root growing ever more violent, ever more overwhelming.

(End of Chapter)