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"Ah, Little Nine will be fine; he's not an ordinary spirit beast," Zhao Yang reassured. He then looked at the Ginseng Doll in Liu Rou's arms and said, "Hurry up and save the uncle! If you can't cure him, don't blame me for eating you!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Yang said this, the Ginseng Doll immediately jumped out of Liu Rou's arms and extended its pinky finger towards Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang stepped on it, and the Ginseng Doll quickly burrowed into the ground, only to pop out from beside King Yu's feet. It scampered up to King Yu's shoulder and, without warning, spat in his face. Then it turned around gracefully and hopped back to Liu Rou, extending its tiny hands as if saying, "Hug me."
"Is that it? Damn it, are you trying to make me angry? Spitting in my father-in-law's face! You haven't even brushed your teeth!" Zhao Yang was furious; he felt he needed to teach this ungrateful Ginseng Doll a lesson before it got too out of hand.
The Ginseng Doll hid in Liu Rou's arms, tucking its head in fear.
"Brother Zhao Yang, he says Uncle King Yu is already better," Liu Rou quickly stopped Zhao Yang.
At that moment, King Yu was feeling warm all over; the demonic energy within him was gradually dissipating. The crimson Dao marks transformed into steam and began to disperse. He nodded and said, "Indeed, the Ginseng Doll is truly magical. My Dao Injury is healing rapidly; soon I will return to my peak condition!"
Zhao Yang nodded and said, "Since you say so, Lord Father-in-law, then Qingxue must be my wife!"
"What? You know Qingxue?" King Yu was astonished.
Zhao Yang nodded and replied, "Lord Father-in-law, Qingxue has been through thick and thin with me. Initially, when we were at the Myriad Spirit Sect, we were hunted by the Zhonghuang Army and Hidden Gate. Later we were forced to separate..."
Thus, Zhao Yang recounted the details of his experiences with Yu Qingsnow. At first, Liu Rou felt a surge of jealousy until she heard how Yu Qingsnow had nearly lost all her life signs by prematurely unleashing her sixth and seventh strings for Zhao Yang. Only then was she moved.
"So Sister Qingxue loves Brother Zhao Yang so deeply, yet she never clings to him or even says a word of concern..." Liu Rou felt a pang of emotion.
Zhao Yang sensed Liu Rou's feelings and pulled her into his embrace.
King Yu had long been stunned by the revelations. From shock to relief, he sighed and said, "I never expected Qingxue to have such a fate. The seventh string of King Yu's Zither has been passed down through generations; the higher one's cultivation, the greater its power. At its highest level, it can shatter heaven and earth and directly traverse the void. I have spent my life seeking this truth only to find that Qingxue surpasses me by so much."
Zhao Yang patted King Yu on the shoulder and said, "Uncle, don't take it to heart. The path of cultivation takes time. A cultivator can live for a thousand years, and the suppression of the Great Dao has been lifted. You will eventually step into the Tribulation Period and ascend to immortality."
"Don't call me uncle; call me father-in-law!" King Yu replied irritably.
Thus, Zhao Yang and King Yu drank and celebrated, while Liu Rou danced alone under the moonlight.
Her dance was breathtaking, as if nine celestial beings had descended. The melody was exquisite, causing even the celestial maidens to pale in comparison, with Liu Rou's brilliance filling the sky.
At first, King Yu frowned slightly, feeling a bit agitated, and whispered, "Is that a demon?"
Zhao Yang grasped King Yu's wrist. King Yu glanced at Zhao Yang, who seemed unconcerned, nodded, and continued drinking while occasionally cheering.
What they did not know was that at this moment, the Central Sovereign was deep in thought before the Heavenly Mechanism Wall. A line of words floated by on the wall—Ginseng Baby appeared, Demon Moon reborn.
Meanwhile, Old War God, who was in seclusion at the Imperial Tomb, opened his eyes and also gazed toward the distant Heavenly Mechanism Wall, murmuring to himself: "The Ginseng Baby appears once every ten thousand years; that is understandable. But what is this Demon Moon? From ten thousand years ago?"
Just moments earlier, in the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, Heavenly Blessed Land, and Spiritual Spring Deep Valley, countless ancient beings broke through the earth. Their bodies were merely old skins wrapped around bones, dark and exuding a foul odor.
A giant eagle, nearly ten zhang long and almost fully formed from spiritual energy, swooped down from a high cliff upon hearing the commotion. Before it could react, a massive hand made of an old tree branch seized it.
Moments later, at the bottom of a valley where a spiritual pool gushed forth, a pile of eagle feathers scattered. A gaunt old man stood tremblingly with bulging eyes. His belly swelled with fresh blood that coursed through his veins, causing every inch of his skin to bulge out. In no time at all, he transformed into a vibrant old man filled with vitality.
The old man's eyes turned bloodshot and were filled with veins of crimson. He let out a wild laugh and exclaimed, "I failed to transcend tribulation in Yellow Sky but somehow survived! The Ginseng Baby must be mine!"
In the distance, a gaunt old man sat cross-legged atop a mountain peak, the bright moon hanging overhead and star maps floating around him. Within a ten-mile radius, all the flowers, grasses, and trees had withered away, as powerful life essence surged madly into his body, causing his robe to swell and flutter in the night wind.
"I wonder what era it is now and how many generations of Central Sovereigns have ruled. Back then, I was defeated in one move, my Dao Injury never healed. Ultimately, I have no hope of becoming an immortal. I will take my revenge on his descendants first." After speaking, the gaunt old man remained still and slowly vanished, while the eight-hundred-foot Rainflower Mountain Peak beneath him collapsed with a thunderous roar, turning to dust.
Such scenes were common across the Five Elements Continent, where strange phenomena occurred incessantly and slaughter began to rise. Yet all were converging towards one place: the Southern Region of Zhongzhou!
"This powerful life essence is indeed true! The rumors are real; there truly exists the first Holy Medicine, Ginseng of Ten Thousand Years Becomes a Saint! Haha, I will finally not have to die! Heavenly Realm, one day I will bring down the Nine Heavens and the Demon Moon Shrine. The remnants of ancient times shall ultimately perish at my hands!" In a fiery cave, an ancient figure engulfed in flames spoke, his language slightly different from that of today.
At that moment, a beautiful village girl emerged from a nearby mountain village, chattering away: "I never expected that even my old hag would have moments when her Primordial Infant could seize another's body. How could this Consort of Rain be so strong? I thought I was already the strongest in the world! In my old age, I almost fell into a trap; truly useless!"
This person was none other than the Old Witch who had nearly been killed by the Consort of Rain. Her Primordial Infant had escaped from Falling Flower Valley and was searching for a suitable body to possess across Zhongzhou. However, after searching high and low, she found no cultivator close to her origin. While passing through a small mountain village, she finally discovered someone whose aura resembled hers closely—only to find he was an ordinary person with not a trace of True Qi within him. She had no choice; if she did not seize a body soon, she would dissipate.
As the Old Witch continued her chatter, a tremendous noise erupted from the nearby mountains. The life essence of plants and animals diminished significantly as they gathered towards one location.
The Old Witch transformed into a wisp of black mist and vanished, reappearing moments later above an old Taoist priest's head.
The old man wore a Taiji Robe and had a heroic appearance. Surrounding him lay piles upon piles of corpses, including human bodies that had all withered away—blood completely drained, leaving only skin stretched over bones.
Before the old man lay a peculiar compass inscribed with dense ancient characters. The symbols for Dryness, Danger, Stagnation, Shock, Wind, Fire, Earth, and Marsh corresponded to various directions—southeast, southwest, northwest—and stars twinkled mysteriously on its surface.
The Old Witch in the void was initially taken aback but then felt puzzled: "Could this be the Divine Artifact Zhou Tian Da Luo Pan from ancient times? Impossible; it must be a replica. Otherwise, who in this world could withstand its power? Moreover, I've never seen this Taoist before; his cultivation is at the Tribulation Period level. When did such a figure emerge in the Five Elements Continent?"
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