Jiang Yuan

The demon tiger stared in astonishment at the giant ape hurtling towards it. Its fiery red fur, exceptionally tough muscles, and signature Explosive Flame Demon Fire all indicated that this was a pure-blooded Explosive Flame Divine Ape.

But how could that be? It clearly remembered that the boy before was just an ordinary Half-Demon.

"Could it be Bloodline Reversion?" This thought lingered in the mind of the demon tiger.

"Hmph, so what if your Bloodline Reversion? You're just a lowly Half-Demon." With a cold snort, the demon tiger lowered its body, arched its back, and then pounced.

Boom!!

The giant ape and the demonic tiger collided, and a fierce battle erupted instantly.

Yan Kong was in a daze, fighting the demon tiger entirely on his fighting instincts. At first, thanks to the sudden burst of his bloodline, the two were evenly matched.

However, as time went by, Yan Kong's strength weakened and he was gradually suppressed by the Demon Tiger.

Nothing in this world comes from nothing, and power is no exception.

With the bloodline of the Explosive Flame Divine Ape, Yan Kong could indeed unleash Foundation Establishment strength for a short time, but without the support of a higher realm, it was all just a mirage. In the long run, his true form would be revealed.

Tear!!

A severed arm flew off and landed on the ground. The giant ape crashed to the ground, the dull thud rising above the dust-filled earth.

A yellow shadow flashed past, heading straight for the Thatched Cottage. The demonic tiger's target from beginning to end was that Human Race Cultivator. The other party was clearly healing his injuries, and once he regained some of his strength, the demonic tiger would be in danger.

Therefore, after severely Yan Kong, the demon tiger did not intend to kill him. Instead, it rushed towards the Thatched Cottage, intending to deal with the Human Race Cultivator first.

Buzz!!

A scorching wave of energy spread out, and wisps of crimson flames emerged from all directions. Dust particles condensed under the firelight, transforming into tiny flame crystals that enveloped the demon tiger.

"Not good!!" The demon tiger was terrified and decisively burned its Essence Blood, its body transforming into a streak of yellow light as it flew away into the distance.

Pfft!!

As Yang Tianxue was healing, blood trickled from her lips. With a wave of her right hand, a sparse surge of magical Law Power erupted, transforming into a whirlwind that swept away the Yan Kong and the severed arm on the ground, carrying them away from the scene.

After a long while, the demonic tiger, having regained its senses, flew back, its ferocious head contorted with rage. "Damn it, it was just bluffing!"

Aww!!

A deafening tiger roar echoed through the mountains and forests. Enraged, the demonic tiger first destroyed the entire Thatched Cottage, then wreaked havoc within the Half-Demon tribe before turning and leaving.

A day later, Escape Light flew in from the horizon. Yang Tianxue, disguised as Half-Demon, saw the miserable state of the tribe and her eyes flashed with anger.

Although she was ordered to come to the Nine Phoenix Realm to cause trouble, this tribe had saved Yang Tianxue's life and was kind to her, so it cannot be generalized.

She followed the scent left by the Tiger Demon, intending to kill it, only to find that the creature had already fled, leaving behind only an empty cave abode.

In a mountain valley, a clear waterfall cascades down. Yan Kong, who has transformed back into a young boy, stares blankly at the pool in front of him. His arm has been reattached by Yang Tianxue and has been completely healed with the help of Wound-Healing Pills.

However, the death of many familiar people in the tribe saddened Yan Kong greatly, and he was in a very low mood.

He didn't blame Yang Tianxue, because even without this incident, the tribe was frequently harassed by Demon Beast.

"Do you want to cultivate?" Yang Tianxue walked over and looked down at Yan Kong.

"Cultivation? Can I become as strong as Sister Xue?" Yan Kong his head, his red eyes filled with longing.

"Yes!" Yang Tianxue nodded, her gaze towards Yan Kong filled with guilt and a strange look.

While it's true that few Half-Demons become cultivators, and even fewer become geniuses, those who possess the strengths of both human and demon bloodlines are truly exceptional geniuses, and Yan Kong seems to be one such genius.

The Giant Spirit Continent is located a very long distance from the Ten Thousand Demon Continent. The Giant Spirit Tribe rules this continent.

However, due to the gentle nature of the Giant Spirit Tribe, many smaller races, such as Human Race, live here.

Aside from the Eastern King Continent, the Human Race on other continents of the Nine Phoenix Realm has very few cultivation lineages. As a result, although the Human Race is not small, there are almost no strong individuals. Not to mention Sage Manifestation or Spirit Transformation cultivators, even Golden Core Cultivators are a rare sight.

On this day, a spatial rift opened at the summit of the Azure Feather Mountain Range, and a gaunt old man staggered out.

Yang Danglong felt dizzy and lightheaded, and it took him a long time to recover.

Previously, in order to escape pursuit, he accidentally entered a forbidden area and was swallowed by a Spatial Rift. Fortunately, Yang Danglong's cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, and he also had many treasures and trump cards accumulated over the years, which allowed him to survive the spatial turbulence.

"Where is this?" Yang Danglong looked around and muttered to himself.

Thump! Thump!

The tremor startled Yang Danglong, who instinctively used his treasure to cover himself before looking toward the source of the noise.

It was a giant hundreds of feet tall, with bluish-white skin covered in many clearly visible wrinkles, like marble patterns, ancient and robust.

The giant had two pairs of arms and carried a stone club on his shoulders, but to Yang Danglong, it was more like a pillar than a club.

At the base of the stone pillar, a giant wild boar was struggling, its four hooves bound together with vines, hanging from the pillar.

"Is this the Giant Spirit Tribe?" Yang Danglong observed curiously, trying to gauge their strength.

"It must have Nascent Soul combat power, it's not easy to mess with!" With this thought in mind, Yang Danglong kept his distance from the giant.

As he flew, he quickly sensed the presence of his own kind.

The Azure Feather Mountain Range stretches across the Giant Spirit Continent for millions of miles, with thousands of peaks and towering cliffs, making it an incredibly vast and majestic mountain range. It is a veritable ridge of heaven, and countless races rely on this mountain range for survival, including, of course, the Human Race.

On the dark earth, a Wooden Stockade rises from the ground, surrounded by streams and lush green trees, where many Mortal live.

Yang Danglong over the Wooden Stockade and observed for a moment. Just as he was about to leave, he sensed a yang energy rising into the sky. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he plummeted towards a wooden house.

Inside the wooden house, an old man and a young boy huddled together. The old man had white hair and beard, wrinkled skin, cloudy eyes, and a faint aura of death surrounding his forehead.

The boy, with his rosy lips and white teeth, appeared to be eight or nine years old. Although he wore ordinary linen clothes, they could not conceal his innate air of nobility.

"Child, Grandpa is leaving us. Take good care of yourself!" After saying these few words in fits and starts, the old man kicked his legs and passed away.

The boy fought back tears, his small body carrying his grandfather on his back, his legs trembling, as he prepared to walk outside.

A flash of light appeared, and his grandfather suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the boy, "Grandson..."

The sudden sound startled the boy, who quickly put his grandfather down and reached for his trouser leg, where a dagger was hidden.

This world is never short of demons and ghosts. The boy is intelligent and has lived with his grandfather for many years, so he naturally knows that his grandfather is definitely dead. Therefore, his sudden coming back to life must be suspicious.

"Hehe, this little rascal is quite clever!" Yang Danglong shook his head, dusted himself off, and looked at the boy. "Kid, how about we make a deal?"

"What are you?" the boy asked, slowly taking a step back.

"Things?" Yang Danglong was taken aback, then blew on his mustache. "At such a young age, he's already behaving badly, insulting his elders. He deserves a beating!"

After saying that, the boy floated in mid-air, his buttocks facing upwards, and was hit hard several times by Yang Danglong.

The boy, however, remained unperturbed, still gripping the dagger tightly, his expression indifferent.

Upon seeing this, Yang Danglong's eyes flashed with admiration, and he said, "I am a Wandering Taoist, frolicking in the mortal world. Judging from your appearance, you have some talent..."

Before he could finish speaking, the boy interrupted him, "Get out of my grandfather's body first!"

"..."

An hour later, Yang Danglong and the boy buried his grandfather together.

Back in the wooden hut, Yang Danglong sat at the head of the table, while the young man knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Disciple Jiang Yuan greets Master!"

Yang Danglong nodded slightly, his eyes full of satisfaction.

This young man is calm and resourceful, and possesses rare Spirit Body aptitude, making him an excellent candidate for cultivation. Since he needs to hide in the Nine Phoenix Realm, establishing his own sect is the best option. Jiang Yuan is the perfect candidate to be the founding disciple of his own sect!

A thought flashed through his mind, and Yang Danglong reached out and bestowed upon him a secret manual. "I observe that you possess the Lesser Yang Spirit Body, your aura is vigorous and masculine. This manual, 'Supreme Firm Pure Yang Qi,' was obtained by my own chance fortuitous opportunity. If you wish to cultivate it, you must swear an oath that you will not pass it on to a second person without my permission!"

"Disciple will remember!" Jiang Yuan respectfully accepted the manual, a fiery glint flashing in his eyes. Only now did he act like a young man.