Having been an ordinary person in his previous life, Su Yu had a particular attitude toward cultivation.
He had set foot on the path of immortal cultivation.
The body's original owner had shared his name. He had cultivated an Emperor Scripture and secret techniques, and his strength had been exceptional, but his physique had fallen far short of a true heaven's chosen, someone on the level of an Ancient Emperor's child.
He had possessed only the faintest trace of Chaotic Blood. That was hardly surprising: in another spacetime, even the Yaoguang Holy Son, one of the foremost heaven's chosen in Shrouding the Heavens, had ultimately failed to cultivate a complete Chaos Body despite reaching the peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm.
The fastest way to cultivate the Indestructible Heavenly Art was to find a cauldron, order them to cultivate the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, and then devour them.
The original owner had clearly enjoyed no such treatment.
Even if he had, the only cauldron who could have been of use to him was his own father. Their family had been close, and they could not have done something so utterly inhuman.
Su Yu had plenty of ideas about the purple jade pendant, but its artifact spirit had vanished, and there was no intelligent program in the jade disc. Aside from the information it contained, all it could do was reflect his own image. There was nothing he could do with it.
"Whew!
"This is enough. Getting a fresh start is already rare enough, and I even obtained the Devouring Heaven Demon Lid. A person has to learn to be content."
Su Yu let out a long breath and sent out a ray of divine light, illuminating the darkness and the burial chamber.
Before, he had not dared act rashly. There had been something wrong with him, and he had lacked sufficient strength. He could not even wield half an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, and wandering around such a perilous place would have been far too dangerous.
Now, however, things were different.
Things were no longer as they had been. He had inherited everything the original owner had possessed, and with the Devouring Heaven Demon Lid as well, he had gained a measure of confidence.
Soon, he collected the first three corpses he had seen and a jade pagoda.
From the original owner's memories, he knew that two of the corpses were his junior brothers. The white skeleton nearby was his father.
The original owner seemed to have had it even worse than he did: his whole family was together in death.
Looking at the pitiful remains, Su Yu felt an inexplicable sorrow, and even his body trembled slightly. It was a natural reaction from the body.
He calmed his emotions a little and steadied his trembling body.
Su Yu sighed wistfully. Once a person stepped onto the path of cultivation, death became commonplace.
The cultivator whose body he had possessed could be considered a minor heaven's chosen. If he had made it through the Dharma Ending, he should have had the potential to become a Saint, yet his fate had been miserable beyond measure!
Su Yu took out his jade purification bottle and stored the three corpses inside. Then he drew on his magic power to examine their Bitter Seas and found the things left behind in his memories.
With a soft hum, three rays of divine light flew out, bobbing up and down in the air and spilling countless strands of divine radiance. A ray of Chaos light then fell into Su Yu's hand, a beam of emerald-green light came into his grasp, and finally he held the silvery-white moonlight above his head.
Su Yu looked at the three artifacts, keeping his feelings firmly in check. The Devouring Heaven Demon Lid had already outshone everything before them; now, unless an intact Emperor Weapon appeared, nothing could make his expression change.
In his left hand was a spear of the Dao Palace level. The silvery-white jade pagoda above his head was a damaged Saint Weapon, one of the foundations safeguarding their sect.
As for the last, the Chaos longsword, it was the supreme treasure of their lineage. It was a personal Saint Weapon forged by the son of their founding ancestor, who had once followed the dragon. Refined from Red Moon Divine Jade, one of the Nine Heavens Divine Jades, and Chaos Stone, it was an intact Great Saint Weapon.
The sword was precious enough to suppress the fate of an entire sect. In Su Yu's memories, it had always been in the original owner's father's possession, but now it too was in his hands.
The Saint Sword also gave some indication of the pressure Su Yu's lineage had faced. They had suffered not only internal troubles but also terrifying external threats; even an intact Great Saint Weapon had been unable to keep them safe.
The external threats had been the various holy lands and great sects.
The internal trouble had come from the beings of the other branch. Those who had once followed the dragon had split into two branches, and Su Yu's branch had been closer to the "dragon," so it had held greater authority.
Later developments, however, had taken a different course.
When the great sect had begun to decline from its former glory, the other branch had departed, taking an ancestral object with it-a bronze token. This had turned the two branches against each other.
Although the token had been obtained by the other branch's ancestor and bestowed by the Great Emperor,
under the circumstances at the time, Su Yu's branch had held the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar and controlled the rise and fall of the sect, so naturally it had been unwilling to give up the Emperor Token.
The two branches, which had originally come together, had become bitter enemies as a result. As for the present...
By Su Yu's reckoning, the other branch matched the Yaoguang Holy Son and his people perfectly. He could be almost certain it was them.
In his previous life, he had always wondered how Yaoguang Holy Land had forged the Dragon Marked Black Gold Emperor Cauldron. Now it all made sense.
There had been Ancient Emperor Tokens in the ancient era, so it seemed reasonable that the Ruthless One had left behind an Emperor Token.
After all, she was very mindful of old ties. She had even left behind the Emperor Weapon from her first life, so it was only natural that she had later taken back the bronze token and forged an Emperor Cauldron for the other branch...
Su Yu did not care about that stale old history.
He took stock of what remained in the Saint Weapon's space. Just as he remembered, there were only four thousand jin of Source and a few Dao Palace magical artifacts.
Compared with Ye Fan in the original story, who routinely gambled on stones with a hundred thousand jin of Source, that seemed rather meager.
But it was enough for Su Yu to cultivate.
He sent his divine sense straight into the jade pagoda and refined it anew. The deity within the damaged Saint Weapon still remained, so it would be usable for a long time.
The white jade pagoda was only five inches tall. It had been forged from Silver Moon Divine Jade, one of the Nine Heavens Divine Jades, and a single whole piece at that. It was brilliant and translucent throughout, with moon-white eaves and a moon-white roof. Unfortunately, three of its five upturned eaves were broken.
The Saint Weapon hovered above his head, a silver waterfall cascading down from it. Ancient and imposing, it was wrapped in wisps of Saint Dao Laws and was incomparably sacred.
After refining the Silver Moon Jade Pagoda with his blood once more, Su Yu stored it in his Bitter Sea and picked up the Chaos longsword.
The Chaos longsword was a seamless whole, an intact weapon of the Great Saint level.
The deity inside the Chaos longsword was still slumbering, but because of the pull of his bloodline, neither of the two Saint Weapons rejected him, and the refining process went smoothly.
In the small space inside the Chaos Saint Sword, several hundred thousand jin of Source Stones and a Dragon Transformation-level weapon were piled up. Su Yu's eyelids twitched as realization dawned on him.
So the real treasure was here!
"With two Saint artifacts, and even a Great Saint Weapon among them, this lineage had enough to range unhindered across a whole region. What a pity they all perished here in the end!" Su Yu murmured, somewhat moved.
Even so, apart from the Saint Weapons, the Source this lineage possessed was still not much. Compared with those holy lands and great sects, it was a little scant. In the original story, when Ye Fan cut stones in the Holy City, he routinely obtained over a million jin of Pure Source.
Compared with the Yaoguang branch, they were even less worthy of mention.
The people there were the true princes of the Ruthless One's bloodline now, born beneath an Emperor Weapon and raised in a holy land. They were genuine scions of imperial blood, standing at the pinnacle of the Big Dipper.
Compared with them, if he had not obtained half the Devouring Heaven Demon Lid, he would really have been little different from a beggar. If they ever met, whether he lived or died would be impossible to predict.
Though both belonged to the Ruthless One Lineage, the original owner's branch had perished here, while the branch lying low in Yaoguang Holy Land was at the height of its power, flourishing beyond compare. It truly gave one pause.
For a hundred thousand years the river flowed east, and for a hundred thousand years it flowed west. Now the situation had reversed...
Unlike the Devouring Heaven Demon Lid, which had returned to its original simplicity, both Saint Weapons gave off a powerful Saint Dao presence.
The Silver Moon Jade Pagoda especially, because of its damage, would involuntarily release wisps of terrifying pressure unless it was refined and stored in the Bitter Sea. Each wisp was immensely intimidating, weighing more than ten thousand jun, like a Demon Mountain bearing down.
Su Yu had a feeling that if he unleashed a wisp of Saintly might, it would be enough to overturn mountain ranges and punch through oceans-an unmatched, monstrous terror...
In the dim, hazy burial chamber, after completing the initial refining of the two Saint Weapons, Su Yu sat cross-legged on the bronze floor. The spring in his Bitter Sea sprayed life essence Qi, the source of his divine power boiled, divine power surged like a tide, and rosy light filled the sky.
In the Life Spring at the bottom of his Bitter Sea, the Devouring Heaven Demon Lid suppressed all six directions. Countless intricate "Dao patterns" intertwined over the lid, so profoundly mysterious that they were impossible to comprehend. Yet they gave the sense of the Dao following nature and heaven and earth returning to primordial oneness, profoundly moving anyone who looked at them.
In his Dao Palace, two Saint Weapons breathed streams of Chaos Qi in and out, held by deities as they suppressed this secret realm.
"Hiss!"
Chaos Qi streamed down like the three thousand great Daos taking form. He appeared ever more sacred and transcendent, his bloodstained white robes fluttering and his hair flying. His skin shimmered with light, and he bore the air of a deity.
As radiance swirled around him, the remaining stone skin and filth on his body were shaken directly into dust.
He glanced at the bluestone Dao platform in the center, then stored the small bronze coffin on it directly in his Bitter Sea. Emperor Qi flowed over the secret coffin; it could be considered a special magical artifact, unafraid of Ultimate Dao Laws and of incalculable value.
Summoning the Devouring Heaven Demon Lid from his Life Spring, Su Yu followed his memories and strode outward with the Half-Emperor weapon above his head.
The strange and intricate Emperor-level formation patterns in the burial chamber did not activate. After a soft sound, darkness once again shrouded the chamber.
"Buzz!"
After space twisted around him, Su Yu left the burial chamber. Following a bout of violent fluctuations in spacetime, he waited in a world where all he could see was darkness.
An unknown amount of time passed before he appeared out of thin air in a vast Dao ground. He looked back at the small Void space he had just left. The Emperor-level formation patterns within it could only be called priceless treasures, but unfortunately he could not fathom them.
He looked around. This was a Chaos Small World someone had opened up. The entire world was silent and bore the marks of the passing years. Gentle radiance filled the Dao ground, and spiritual Qi was abundant.
A teleportation formation connected the two places; they were not in the same region.
This was the Heavenbreak Mountains!
In another spacetime, Duan De had dug the Devouring Heaven Demon Lid out of the Cloudbreak Mountains.
The teleportation formation just now matched the events of the original story,
and Su Yu felt reassured. What he feared most was an unexpected change.
After all, he had been reborn here. Leaving the Devouring Heaven Demon Lid aside, the course of the spacetime timeline was his greatest reliance.
As the vast expanse surged and rolled, Su Yu stood on the Dao ground, studying his surroundings. Wisps of divine radiance spilled from his eyes, illuminating every direction like two undying lamps...
Chapter 7: A Dead Golden Crow, Its Soul Destroyed, Makes a Sun of Its Corpse; Living Cultivators Sleep Long, Buried in Dust (Please Recommend)
In this Chaos Small World, several thousand stars hung above the horizon, forming a small starfield. Their starlight shone brilliantly, making the space within the small world suddenly seem boundless. This was a manifestation of a spacetime secret technique, as though one stood at the other end of the universe.
These stars were ornaments refined from the universe by an Ancient Great Emperor using immense magic power, for the Dao ground of a Supreme-level existence.
Su Yu stood in the center of the Dao ground, his hair loose and an ethereal air about him.
At the edge of his vision, dilapidated little palaces floated in the air, divided into two sections. Vast pressure emanated from the palace complex, making people tremble.
It was still and silent, filled with the breath of death. Snow-white bones lay joined together, stretching endlessly into a sea of bones that surrounded the palace complex from afar.
Many broken bones even floated beside the palaces, dazzlingly bright. They were remains of beings at least above the Saint Realm. Boundless sword Dao killing intent filled the area, and a killing intent that would annihilate everything covered the entire world, reaching everywhere, piercingly cold.
When Su Yu looked up at the sky, he saw that the small world had a sun of its own. The light illuminating the entire world was not light seeping in from the Chaos space, but light that already existed here.
Observing with the Devouring Heaven Demon Lid's divine sense, Su Yu could clearly see that the blazing sun was the corpse of a Three-Legged Golden Crow, fixed to the top of the small world by someone using immense magic power.
Terrifying True Solar Fire burned on the Golden Crow's body, scorching and fierce. At the heart of the flames was a colossal body that looked as though it had been cast from Dao Tribulation Gold. It seemed to be sleeping, wondrous and majestic beyond compare.
This was evidently also a special Inherited Saint Weapon; otherwise, it could not have endured the passage of hundreds of thousands of years.
Moreover, the presence emanating from the Three-Legged Golden Crow's corpse felt somewhat familiar to him. It was very similar to the presence the Great Saint artifact in his Bitter Sea, the Chaos longsword, had released during its refinement, only much hotter and vaster, and vastly greater in scale.
This was a Great Saint-level Golden Crow. What an extravagant undertaking!
The Ruthless Great Emperor was truly ruthless. And the Ancient Golden Crow Clan really had it bad in Shrouding the Heavens!
Su Yu was somewhat moved. In Perfect World, the Golden Crow Clan was one of the strongest races in the Immortal Domain, possessing Immortal King-level beings-and more than one. Its clan-defending cultivation technique, the Heaven-Encompassing Immortal-Burning Art, was famed throughout the Immortal Domain. "A single cry from the Golden Crow brings the era of Emperor's Fall" was an even more supreme divine ability of the Immortal King level; no one knew how many Supremes and True Immortals had died beneath its cry.
The clan even had a Heavenly Emperor who was about to break through from king to emperor and who had founded the Heavenly Court. Even Butcher might have been a member of this race...
But the impression the Golden Crow Clan left in Shrouding the Heavens was that Ye Fan used them to rack up achievements. From the Immortal Platform Great Powers all the way to the Golden Crow Great Emperor, not one member of the Golden Crow Clan had met a good end.