At that moment, they watched the Demon Race sage turn to leave, his departing figure so desolate.
From the moment he entrusted the preaching to Ye Xingchen, the Demon Race sage's entire body had filled with death Qi. With no lingering concerns in his heart, his long-strained essence, Qi, and spirit had instantly relaxed, leaving him unable to suppress the death Qi within him any longer.
As the many demons watched the sage's departing figure, they all silently resolved to find a lifespan-extending pill for him. Without the Demon Race sage, the Demon Race might have perished long ago.
Several times, when the Demon Race faced immense crises, it had been the sage who sacrificed what little lifespan he had left to see through the future and turn peril into safety for them.
This was also the drawback of Double Pupils. Though powerful, they required the sacrifice of one's own lifespan to unleash their true abilities.
Luo Qingshan also wanted to speak, but Ye Xingchen interrupted her, saying:
"Please wait, elder!"
Hearing Ye Xingchen's words, the Demon Race sage turned slightly to look at him and said in a teasing tone:
"Imperial Venerable, surely you aren't going back on your word? A true man keeps his promises. You can't take it back!"
Ye Xingchen actually froze for a moment at the sage's words. He had not expected the Demon Race sage to joke as well. Then he smiled and said:
"Elder, I would never go back on what I promised. But there is something I would like you to agree to. I believe the entire Demon Race hopes you will agree as well!"
Hearing this, Luo Qingshan beside him instantly grew excited and tightly clasped Ye Xingchen's hand. Sensing her excitement, Ye Xingchen gave her an affectionate look and a slight smile.
At that moment, hearing Ye Xingchen's words, the Demon Race sage smiled faintly, but his eyes remained utterly calm.
"Please speak, Imperial Venerable. If it is within this old man's power, I will certainly do it!"
At the sage's words, Ye Xingchen casually waved his hand, and a golden pill appeared in the air before the Demon Race sage.
The instant the golden pill appeared, medicinal fragrance flooded Ten Thousand Demons Square, perceptible even ten thousand miles away.
Golden halos radiating a rich breath of life continually spread outward.
Sensing the breath of life emanating from the golden pill, everyone looked shocked. Ye Xingchen's voice rang out:
"Elder, this is an Indestructible Golden Pill I refined. Please take it, and continue using those eyes to see through the fog and guide the Demon Race!"
Hearing Ye Xingchen's words, the Demon Race sage stared at the golden pill floating before him. Sensing the rich life Qi it emitted, he asked in some shock:
"Imperial Venerable, this... this was... refined by... you?"
"Indeed. This is an Indestructible Golden Pill. Its fragrance can drift ten thousand miles and linger for three days. Taking it can extend one's lifespan by a hundred thousand years."
Ye Xingchen could only take credit for the system's work once again. However, he did not mention the pill's grade, as he did not want the Demon Race sage to feel any burden.
At that moment, every member of the Demon Race was stunned by Ye Xingchen's words.
Luo Qingshan even covered her mouth, her face filled with disbelief. Though she had discerned from Ye Xingchen's expression that her husband could refine lifespan-extending pills, she had never expected him to be able to refine a divine pill that extended one's lifespan by a hundred thousand years.
From the presence emanating from this pill alone, Luo Qingshan could tell that this Indestructible Golden Pill was at least ninth grade.
On the Divine Desolation Continent, ninth-grade pills could be called divine pills.
The entire Ten Thousand Demons Square fell silent. Every member of the Demon Race stood rooted to the spot.
A pill that could extend one's lifespan by a hundred thousand years was undoubtedly a ninth-grade pill. Their Imperial Venerable was actually a ninth-grade alchemist.
At that moment, countless eyes gazed in worship at Ye Xingchen, who stood there.
Only then did they realize that the white-robed figure was growing ever taller in their hearts, and ever more mysterious!
Looking at Ye Xingchen standing there with a smile, the Demon Race sage was equally overcome with excitement.
He reached out with a trembling hand and took the Indestructible Golden Pill from the air. Sensing the immense life Qi within it, the Demon Race sage asked Ye Xingchen in disbelief:
"A ninth-grade divine pill-are you certain you wish to give it to this old man, Imperial Venerable? Do you know that this ninth-grade pill is practically priceless? If put up for auction, it could probably buy a city from the Human Race!"
Hearing the Demon Race sage's words, Ye Xingchen smiled faintly and said calmly:
"Please accept it, elder! Never mind one city-even ten cities could not compare to you in my eyes!"
The moment he finished speaking, before the Demon Race sage could respond, Ye Xingchen casually waved his hand and sent the Indestructible Golden Pill into the sage's mouth while he was unprepared.
The next instant, the Demon Race sage's eyes widened. The moment the Indestructible Golden Pill entered his mouth, it transformed into an immense force of life and flowed into his body.
This immense force of life continually repaired all the hidden ailments within his body, making his meridians tougher and his flesh stronger.
The Demon Race sage could easily feel the tremendous changes taking place within him. His completely withered body seemed reborn, brimming with boundless vitality.
Every member of the Demon Race watched the sage, whose death Qi had vanished and who now continuously radiated the force of life, their mouths hanging wide enough to swallow a goose egg.
The sage's bent back slowly straightened. The deep wrinkles on his face, which had resembled withered wood, grew shallower and shallower as though ironed smooth, and his graying hair actually began turning black.
In the blink of an eye, the Demon Race sage's appearance had completely changed. From a decrepit old man shrouded in death Qi, he had transformed into a middle-aged man.
Feeling the changes in himself, the Demon Race sage looked at his newly powerful hands and strong body, unable to stop trembling.
He actually dropped to one knee before Ye Xingchen and declared in a resounding voice:
"I, Lu Wanchuan of the Demon Race, bow in gratitude for your great kindness, Imperial Venerable. Please accept my bow!"
Only then did the demons, stunned by Lu Wanchuan's tremendous transformation, come to their senses. Seeing the Demon Race sage kneeling on one knee before the Imperial Venerable, they were instantly rooted to the spot in shock once more.
So the Demon Race sage was named Lu Wanchuan. Seeing his reaction, Ye Xingchen instantly flashed aside and helped him up, saying:
"Elder Lu, please don't do this. It is far too much for a junior like me! You'll make the brothers laugh at me! Please, get up!"
"This old man cares nothing for what the other clansmen think. Imperial Venerable, you have practically given me a second life. Calling you my parent in rebirth would be no exaggeration. You are absolutely worthy of my bow!"
Looking at Ye Xingchen, Lu Wanchuan turned and knelt again.
Ye Xingchen felt even more helpless. Why was this old man so stubborn? He immediately caught Lu Wanchuan as he knelt and looked helplessly toward Luo Qingshan, who stood smiling beside them.
Seeing her husband's pleading gaze, Luo Qingshan gave him a charming roll of her eyes before saying to Lu Wanchuan:
"My husband has already seen your sincerity, Elder Lu. Please get up! Today is a happy day. Our Demon Race has no need for such empty formalities!"
Only after hearing Luo Qingshan's words did Lu Wanchuan stop insisting, though he still bowed deeply to Ye Xingchen. Unable to refuse him any further, Ye Xingchen accepted his bow.
He helped Lu Wanchuan up once more.
Now, as every member of the Demon Race looked at Ye Xingchen, their eyes held not only admiration, but deep pride as well.
For their mysterious Imperial Venerable was not only the boss they acknowledged, but also a ninth-grade alchemist.
For there was an ancient saying on the Divine Desolation Continent.
A ninth-grade alchemist could reign supreme over all beneath heaven.