novelraw Chapter 477 - 250, Taizu is the true dragon, and the rest of the emperors are merely fake dragons_2
Chapter 477 - 250, Taizu is the true dragon, and the rest of the emperors are merely fake dragons_2
He was a Manager of the Shadow Assassination Hall, while Xu Xing was a "Freelance Cultivator" of the Righteous Path. They were like fire and water, incompatible. If others were to witness them together for extended periods, it would be disastrous.
"Second Brother, don’t be hasty..."
Upon seeing this, Xu Xing hurriedly reached out to stop King of Might. He took from his waist the Storage Bag obtained from the three Demon Cultivator Dao Lords he had previously slain.
Opening the Storage Bag, he took out a pile of Demonic Spirit Materials, Jade Slips, Pills, Artifacts, Utensils, and the like.
"These objects of the Devil’s Path are of no use to me. These are the Spirit Objects I obtained from killing the Dao Lords of the Soul Gathering Gate, Life Slashing Mountain, and Blood Break Cliff in the North Wilderness..."
"Second Brother, please choose a few as a token of my appreciation," Xu Xing said, standing up with a sincere expression and bowing slightly to King of Might.
Relationships needed maintaining.
King of Might had agreed to help him this time without asking for anything in return. However, that didn’t mean Xu Xing could, in good conscience, turn a blind eye to the remuneration King of Might deserved.
"The Immortal Path is long..."
"Of the four of us who swore an oath back then, Third Brother died of old age, and Big Brother only survived by being turned into a corpse puppet, though he still lives in this world..."
"Only you and I are left to ascend this Great Dao together."
After speaking, Xu Xing glanced at King of Might’s expression. Seeing he was tempted yet hesitant, Xu Xing continued with these words.
These words were not entirely disingenuous; they carried sincere sentiment.
On the path to Immortality, if all my old friends were to wither away, leaving me alone, this long journey would inevitably become far more desolate.
"Since these are Spirit Objects of the Demon Way..."
"Then I shall be so bold as to take a few."
Upon hearing this, King of Might was instantly moved. The stern coldness on his face thawed, and his fierce eyes welled with tears. He resembled the leader of the Righteous Army from all those years ago, not the Demonic Cultivator specializing in assassinations he was today.
Time flies.
Although he had never felt much brotherly affection for Xu Xing, his Fourth Brother, it was true that they had sworn an oath in blood and become sworn brothers back then.
"Dao Pill Treasures, Nascent Soul Treasures, Third-level and Fourth-level Talismans, these are... Soul Drop Pills, Seven Demon Pills..."
After composing himself, King of Might’s gaze swept over the nearly one hundred Demonic Treasures laid out on the table.
The sight nearly made him jump in shock.
These were all high-grade items.
The finest among Demonic Treasures.
"Fourth Brother, did you say these Demonic Spirit Objects were looted after you killed the Dao Lords of Soul Gathering Gate, Blood Break Cliff, and Life Slashing Mountain?"
Treasures from a Dao Lord’s collection...
A sudden chill ran down King of Might’s spine.
To have killed three Dao Lords of Demonic Sects so soon after reaching the Nascent Soul realm... this Fourth Brother of mine is a bit too terrifying.
Although Demonic Cultivators had weaker foundations than cultivators of the Righteous Path, when it came to cunning and combat experience, cultivators of the Righteous Path were far inferior to Demonic Cultivators. Moreover, cultivators who could become Nascent Soul Dao Lords of the Demon Way were, without exception, all ruthless individuals.
Killing three Demon Cultivator Dao Lords is much more challenging than killing cultivators of the Righteous Path at the same level!
"I’ll choose these few items."
After examining the Demonic Spirit Objects, King of Might showed no greed by taking a large haul. Instead, he carefully deliberated and selected a few Treasures suitable for his own cultivation path.
"Fourth Brother, although you cannot use these Demonic Spirit Objects, you can still sell them in the Market. Many Business Associations will acquire such Demonic Spirit Objects..." King of Might reminded Xu Xing.
However, as soon as he said this, he immediately regretted it. For Xu Xing to have progressed so far as a ’Freelance Cultivator,’ he certainly wasn’t naive. How could he not know that these Spirit Objects could be sold in the Market? His saying they were ’useless’ to him and not selling them was probably just to make me accept them without worry.
"Let me also pick a few items for Big Brother."
Xu Xing waved his hand, gathering several Artifacts and Spirit Objects beneficial to corpse puppets, and pressed them into King of Might’s hands. There was not a hint of regret on his face.
At the Dao Lord level, ordinary Spirit Objects were already useless to him.
They were like the Origin Energy of the Blessed Land at Chongzhen Temple—priceless and difficult to measure in Spirit Shells.
Even a small loss could easily amount to hundreds of millions of Spirit Shells.
Therefore, he hadn’t bothered going to a Business Association to sell these Demonic Spirit Objects; it was better to do a favor like this.
After King of Might departed, Xu Xing left the private Box in the Inn. After a moment of contemplation, he rode his cloud to Yanxia Mountain, located outside Divine Capital City.
Fengling and the six imperial mausoleums are all intact, with no signs of tomb raiding...
Second Brother was right. If someone were to investigate my constitution and try to harm me through sorcery, Zhang’er’s remains—he being my descendant—would be a better link than Yunniang’s. So, what about Yunniang’s remains...?
He descended from the clouds and once again stood on the terrace of Fengling. His Divine Sense probed inward, returning to the Side Tomb Chamber.
He reopened the gilded and painted coffin. Under the control of his Divine Sense, the Burial Goods within were neatly arranged one by one outside the coffin.
There’s no corpse aura on this Phoenix Robe... If this robe was what Yunniang wore for her burial, then after the body decomposed, the robe would surely be stained with traces of decay...
Xu Xing mused.
Seven days ago, when he had come to pay respects to his deceased wife, Zhao Yunniang, he had found the coffin desecrated. Consumed by rage, he had no mind for such details.
If King of Might hadn’t noticed these discrepancies, I might never have realized that the Side Tomb Chamber of Fengling was also merely a cenotaph—a Clothes Tomb.
Nie Shu was the one who sent a letter to Sealed Demon Island to inform me of Yunniang’s death. Whether she truly died or not, only those who were there at the time would know...
Two hundred years have passed. Mortals would have long since died, generations of them... However, Nie Shu should still be alive; she was a Manager at the Lu Shi Pavilion in the Flying Feather Immortal Palace...
Xu Xing stroked his chin.