novelraw Chapter 975 969: Dividing the Treasures
Chapter 975 969: Dividing the Treasures
"Why is the memory of ancient demon scripts fading?"
In the inheritance world, Di Tian squatted on the ground, his right hand supporting his chin, his eyes shining brightly.
Upon realizing he couldn't recognize the ancient demon scripts, he indeed felt a bit sorrowful.
But soon he realized the gravity of the situation; the inherited texts of the human tribe and demon tribe seem to have all been forgotten, and the cultivation techniques they now pass on are translations by later generations.
Are the writings of the demon tribe and human tribe intolerable to the will of the Heavens?
Or is there a mysterious existence unwilling to allow the continuation of human and demon civilizations?
"Laws of Heaven and Earth?"
Suddenly, in Di Tian's mind, the words of Kunpeng echoed, seeming to impart some understanding.
After a moment, he shook his head, ceased contemplating the issue, feeling the human tribe matter was unresolved, he was in no position to study heavenly laws.
"Let's first check the State Preceptor's legacy!"
Di Tian stood up, walked to a bookshelf, pushed hard, and the ground in front of him cracked open, revealing a corridor leading to unknown locations.
Following the corridor, Di Tian arrived at a palace large as ten thousand miles, filled with countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
There are pills!
There is a medicine garden!
There is the blood essence of countless demon tribe powerhouses!
Yet most captivating to Di Tian's eyes were the ten pills floating in mid-air, shining with sacred light, containing the power of the laws of the Primal Chaos, the strength within comparable to a star.
"Sacred Pill!"
Di Tian murmured, his breathing became heavy.
Above the ninth-grade immortal pill, is the Sacred Pill!
Simply put, it's the pill for cultivation of Saint Realm experts, which has long disappeared in the present myriad worlds.
"With these pills, Bai Ze the Demon Saint's injuries should be able to heal!"
Di Tian held a pill, sensing the vast energy, feeling exhilarated.
The true strength of Bai Ze he wasn't quite sure.
But he could be certain Bai Ze wouldn't be weaker than him!
Even though the Ancient Chaos Era isn't as powerful as the Sky-Breaking Era, there are many Quasi-Saint behemoths present, Bai Ze is the head of the ten great demon saints, his cultivation is at least at Immortal Lord Realm.
Furthermore, in the outer world of Chaos, remain four demon saints.
If all were to emerge, All Clans Hall would see an increase of five ancient Immortal Lords.
By then, defeating the Human Ancestor, suppressing the human tribe, would it not be effortless?
Thinking here, Di Tian transformed into a worker, starting to gather endless treasures.
Busy for four hours.
Di Tian's soul returned to his body, eyes opening, immediately sensing the heavenly materials and earthly treasures within his personal space, showing a hint of smile.
"Master Di, what just happened to you?"
Peng Di asked concernedly.
Jiu Jiang, Sun Monkey, Demon Peng King and other All Clans Hall powerhouses surrounded Di Tian, worry filled their faces.
Only Bai Ze looked unruffled, his eyes bright, full of anticipation.
"Went to see the State Preceptor!"
Di Tian laughed loudly, waving his right hand, full of grandeur, saying: "Let's go, we return to All Clans Hall to distribute treasure, the time for the rise of myriad tribes is here!"
The many powerhouses were taken aback, then gleefully ecstatic, their breathing became heavy.
Simultaneously, they secretly wondered, what treasure did Master Di obtain to be so enthusiastic.
Daring to say such things as the rise of myriad tribes.
Gradually.
The sky broke into dawn.
Di Tian led the powerhouses back to All Clans Hall, entered the floating grand hall.
"Everybody, surely all are curious about what this ruler obtained!"
Sitting on the emperor's chair, Di Tian glancing around, asking solemnly.
The powerhouses awkwardly smiled, didn't respond.
"This ruler, in the Demon Master's tomb, obtained three thousand blood essences of demon tribe powerhouses, boosting bloodline purity, enhancing talent!"
Di Tian spoke.
With a turn of his right hand, a crimson bloodline appeared in his palm, emitting extreme pressure, suppressing heaven and earth, suppressing all laws, suppressing the universe!
A wolf's howl sounded, resounded from ancient space-time, echoed in the ears of the powerhouses.
Vaguely visible, within the bloodline stands a giant red wolf, mastering the laws, its eyes arrogant, its aura extraordinarily vast, truly an Immortal Lord.
Great demon blood essence!
Within the hall, the eyes of the myriad world powerhouses were wide open, their throat rolling, staring intensely at Di Tian's palm.
In many hearts, a trace of greed flashed.
Bloodline!
To the myriad tribes, it's extremely crucial.
A tribe with a strong bloodline is naturally more talented, thus elevating its status.
Currently, the myriad tribes have ten royal tribes, these are groups where the ten demon kings reside, possessing relatively pure demon tribe bloodline.
As for other tribes, through five eras of propagation, the bloodlines have become diluted, devolving into semi-demon bloodlines.
Impure bloodline is why they can't bear the honorific of 'demon tribe.'
"These three thousand blood essences of demon tribe powerhouses, this ruler will reward to the tribes of strong power, does anyone have objections?"
Di Tian asked.
"None!"
The present powerful representatives of myriad tribes all shook their heads.
Among the myriad tribes, the concept of might makes right is long implanted in their minds, thus making things very straightforward.
The strong take more.
They entirely missed the point that Di Tian's words had a flaw.
Reward!
That's what a king says to his subjects.
"Demon Court!"
Only Bai Ze, who remained silent, squinted his eyes, pondering silently.
"Aside from bloodlines, there are billions of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, this ruler decides to place them in the Treasure Pavilion, where any strong warrior of the myriad tribes can exchange them using battle achievements, does anyone object?" Di Tian continued.
"None!"
The powerhouses shook their heads.
Reward for success, punishment for failure!
That's also an iron rule among the myriad tribes.
"Additionally, there's only the cultivation technique from the ancient demon court left, this ruler doesn't recognize it, you can look at it yourselves!"
Di Tian took out a scroll, said solemnly.
He didn't mention the ten Sacred Pills.
"Don't recognize!"
Bai Ze picked up the scripture, carefully looked at it for a while, his brow furrowed, shook his head."
The other powerful representatives of myriad tribes passed it around, none recognizing the ancestral script.
"It seems we can only ask the Literary Realm to translate!"
Di Tian seeing this, sighed disappointedly.
"But... what if the Literary Realm misinterprets?"
Demon King Jiu Jiang said worriedly.
Cultivation technique!
It's the root of cultivation!
If the technique is flawed, one might inadvertently fall into demonic possession lightly or be annihilated heavily!
"Rest easy, they wouldn't dare!"
Di Tian said confidently.
Upon hearing this, Jiu Jiang stopped questioning.
In the following time, was the treasure distribution, Di Tian divided the three thousand bloodlines according to strength and loyalty, rewarding them to each tribe's bloodline affiliations.
The tribes receiving great demon blood essence left full of joy.
During this process, several tribes expressed dissatisfaction over Di Tian's allocation, filed protests.
But without exception, all were bloodily suppressed by Di Tian's iron rule, and ordered to exile tribes.
Following this incident, tribes not receiving bloodline rewards no longer dared to cause trouble, left regretfully.
Two days later.
In the spacious hall, only Di Tian and Bai Ze the two demons remained.
"This is for you!"
Di Tian waved his hand, took out a 'Sacred Pill', placed it before Bai Ze, said with a smile.
"Sacred Pill!"
Bai Ze glanced at the pill, did not take it, but asked, "Master Di isn't worried that my restoration of power might threaten your position?"
The struggle for power is omnipresent.
Within myriad tribes too, it's no exception.
With this Sacred Pill, Bai Ze is confident to restore his peak power, which is the pinnacle of the Immortal Lord Realm.
"A demon saint deserving of the tribe's merit should receive a Sacred Pill!"
Di Tian's expression unchanged, said smilingly, seemingly ignorant of Bai Ze's underlying meaning, hands behind his back, left the hall.
However, none noticed, at the moment of turning.
A trace of sinister flashed across his eyes.
Power causes people to infatuate!
"This favor of pill bestowment, I shall remember!"
Just as Di Tian was about to exit the hall, Bai Ze suddenly said, "If possible, I wish to assist you in founding a new demon court!"
He was oblivious to Di Tian's change of expression.
Thus felt very grateful for the Sacred Pill given by Di Tian.
"Alright!"
Di Tian paused briefly, flashed a brilliant smile, waved his hand, and vanished.