Bring Back the Hun Tian Tu

"The Hun Tian Tu is inside. Little brother, just go in and take it yourself. Of course, the Hun Tian Tu was born of heaven and earth; its dust is as heavy as mountains and cannot be stored in spatial storage. How much you can carry away will depend on your own ability."

Yuan Wu reminded Xiang Tian.

Xiang Tian nodded and entered the treasure vault. It was filled with a dazzling array of strange objects, though to Xiang Tian they were all junk. To the demon beast clan, however, they were priceless treasures.

The Hun Tian Tu was silver-gray, piled high like a small earthen hill.

Although this stuff was precious, a natural treasure of heaven and earth, its practical value was limited and its uses were not widespread. Added to that were its special properties, which made mining and transporting it extremely difficult. That was why only blockheads like the Beast Race would bother with such thankless labor.

Xiang Tian took out a cloth sack and began stuffing the Hun Tian Tu inside, handful by handful.

Sweat beaded on his forehead. This Hun Tian Tu was absurdly heavy. No wonder the Guang Hao Immortal King had complained so much after carrying the Heavenly Stele around.

Even Yuan Wu could hardly bear to watch. How was this guy like a member of the Dragon Clan? He looked at the Hun Tian Tu as though he had just seen his own mother, apparently wishing he could empty every last grain of it from their treasure vault.

When Xiang Tian felt he had taken enough, he hoisted a sack of Hun Tian Tu onto his back. His face flushed bright red, and he was nearly cursing his mother in his heart. He had no idea whether this would be enough.

Seeing how much he was struggling, Yuan Wu kindly lifted the sack for him and said, "Your physical body really isn't up to much. Since when did the Dragon Clan become so sickly?"

Xiang Tian wiped away his sweat. "Just an exception. An exception. I'm a little weak."

Yuan Wu glanced at him and said nothing more, though the pity in his eyes was impossible to hide.

After leaving the treasure vault, Xiang Tian wanted to leave at once. But damn it, Yuan Wu insisted on keeping him for a meal until the clan chief emerged from seclusion. He would not even give Xiang Tian the Hun Tian Tu, afraid that he might run off with it.

Xiang Tian was so anxious he scratched at his ears and cheeks, but there was nothing he could do. He could not beat Yuan Wu. He was truly in despair!

At the table, seeing Xiang Tian looking gloomy, Yuan Wu patted him on the shoulder. "You're so young—why are you carrying such heavy worries? Little brother, you need to pull yourself together."

Pull himself together?

Xiang Tian was speechless inside. If I still had spiritual power in the Companion Bracelet, just watch whether I'd pull myself together or not. If I left even a single grain of Hun Tian Tu in your treasure vault, I'd consider it my loss!

"Hehehe... Little friend, thank you for this time."

Suddenly, the old clan chief's voice rang out. Yuan Wu quickly rose to his feet, and the moment he saw the clan chief appear, he immediately bowed.

At this moment, the Demon Ape clan chief had taken the form of an old man. Xiang Tian followed suit and bowed as well.

The old clan chief smiled faintly and waved a hand. Yuan Wu tactfully departed, leaving only Xiang Tian and the old man in the room.

Seeing that Xiang Tian had not sat down, the old clan chief pointed at a chair. "Young man, sit."

Xiang Tian's heart was in turmoil. He nodded and could only sit down.

He had not expected this old man to refine the Vajra Sarira so quickly.

The chief of the Ancient Demon Ape lineage possessed strength at least equal to a Golden Immortal. Earlier, in his haste, he had not carefully discerned Xiang Tian's identity. But now that his condition had improved, if he discovered something was off, would Xiang Tian not be slapped to death by this old man?

"Where are you from, young man?"

The clan chief personally poured Xiang Tian a cup of wine.

Xiang Tian froze, then could only force himself to answer, "This junior naturally came from the Dragon Clan."

"I have not visited the Dragon Clan in a long time. Some days ago, I heard that Dragon Pool was about to dry up. How is it now? Did they manage to repair it in time?"

Xiang Tian: ...

Who the hell knew anything about Dragon Pool? He glanced at the old clan chief and immediately noticed the amused look in his eyes.

His heart skipped a beat. I'm finished!

"Hahahaha... You lost your composure that quickly, young man?"

To his surprise, the old clan chief laughed heartily, patted Xiang Tian on the shoulder, and continued, "No matter who you are, you brought the Buddha Relic. That makes you the benefactor of our Ancient Demon Ape lineage—and my benefactor as well. By all reason and sentiment, the Hun Tian Tu is yours to take, and this wine is yours to drink!"

At those words, Xiang Tian felt as though a crushing burden had been lifted from his shoulders. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he simply stopped pretending and raised a cup to toast the old clan chief.

Compared to the human world, the forthright nature of these demon beasts made Xiang Tian feel far more at ease.

"You're not human, and you're certainly not a dragon. I've lived to such an age, yet I've truly never heard of anything like you. But I believe you are a blessing from our ancestor, sent to save our clan. This time, when I suffered qi deviation, if not for your Buddha Relic, I would likely have faced grave danger. If something had happened to me, our Ancient Demon Ape lineage would have been pushed aside by the entire Divine Beast Clan."

The old clan chief sighed with deep emotion.

Xiang Tian said nothing. The old clan chief was right—he could not truly be considered human.

The two chatted back and forth. Once they had eaten and drunk their fill, Xiang Tian announced that he was leaving.

The old clan chief personally escorted Xiang Tian to the entrance of the cave. Before the young man departed, he said, "The world is vast. A young man should be high-spirited and accomplish great things, bringing benefit to heaven, earth, and all living beings. Otherwise, no matter how high your realm, if your virtue cannot bear your position, your path of cultivation will still not be smooth. Yet at such a young age, you have already reached Spirit Transformation. You must be favored by the Heavenly Dao. Precisely because of this, you must think of this world!"

Before leaving, Xiang Tian was held fast by the old clan chief's words. He fell silent in thought for a long while, then deeply bowed to the old man, clasping his hands in a long salute. Afterward, he carried the Hun Tian Tu on his back and flew away through the air.

Watching his departing figure gradually vanish into the distance, the old clan chief was filled with emotion. Who had not once been a young man burning with hot blood?

The Heavenly Gate stood at the very center of the Ninth Heaven.

There was a tall tower there, guarded year-round. The Guang Hao Immortal King was located in this place.

On the platform atop the tower, a blind old man suddenly chuckled, startling the Guang Hao Immortal King beside him. He roared, "Old man, what kind of fit are you having in broad daylight?"

The unkempt old man lay on the ground, clutching a wine gourd. Drunkenly, he said, "That little fellow has returned."

Guang Hao froze, somewhat disbelieving. "He's back? So soon? Don't tell me he came back without the Hun Tian Tu?"

"He brought it back, he brought it back."

As soon as he spoke, Xiang Tian descended like a streak of light. When he set down the Hun Tian Tu, the entire tower trembled.

Xiang Tian flushed red as he looked at the Guang Hao Immortal King. "Immortal King, I brought back the Hun Tian Tu."

Guang Hao's eyes widened as he stared at the huge sack, unable to believe it. "You got it back so quickly? Good lad, how did you manage it?"

His words only left Xiang Tian puzzled. Was such a huge reaction necessary? Shouldn't all this have been within his expectations?

Just as he was about to explain, a dark vortex suddenly appeared in the sky. Guang Hao's expression changed. "Damn it, that crazy woman is haunting me like a ghost that won't disperse. How did she get here so fast?"

Who would have thought that the old man merely yawned, then casually slapped the air? The vortex shattered at once, and the sky returned to calm.

"Truly no sense of propriety. You dare act like this near the Heavenly Gate? Do you really take this old man for a decoration?"