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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千一百五十一章 修罗神血与无定河

The major sects were now on equal footing, and after a hundred years of cultivation and rest, it was not impossible for them to regain their former glory. The patriarch of the Luo family's eyes glowed with a hint of madness.

Below, the婴期 elders exchanged glances, both looking confused.

"Grandfather, what is Deva Blood? Could it be more precious than the Heavenly Treasure?" A robed cultivator licked his tongue and asked in surprise.

"Hmph, I have already said that our Luo family could become the dominant sect of the Twelve Provinces of Heaven Cloud because we inherited the bloodline of the Celestial Tyrant King. However, after millions of years of reproduction, this bloodline has become very thin. Otherwise, our family would have recovered its vitality long ago. This Deva Blood is a drop from the blood of the Aru Shura King left in the mortal realm during ancient times."

"A single drop?" Luo Zisu raised her head, a look of confusion appearing in her eyes. "Grandfather, I've heard of the Aru Shura King; he was indeed formidable, but his strength was only on par with that of the Celestial Tyrant King. Can one drop of his blood really bring our family back to its former glory?"

"Little Zisu, you're wrong," the Luo family patriarch rubbed his forehead and said mysteriously.

"Wrong?"

"Yes, the Aru Shura King who left this Deva Blood is not like her ancestors. Legend has it that she was exceptionally intelligent and powerful, on par with a true immortal. Originally, the Netherworld was divided into six realms, each with its own ruler, but they did not subordinate to one another. However, she took control of them all."

"Then what about the remaining half drop of Deva Blood?" A thin old man asked.

"Old Seven, you truly have no backbone. I said that I would not shortchange those who risked their lives for treasure. The remaining half drop, I will take half, and the last quarter will be diluted with spiritual essence based on your performance in obtaining the treasure. Those who are lazy or unwilling to put in effort will receive less," the patriarch paused, but everyone understood.

Of course, many questions remained. In the cultivation world, status was determined by strength, so they had no objections to the patriarch's share. However, with only a quarter drop left and more than ten people sharing it, would that be useful?

Among all present, Luo Zisu was favored, so she hesitantly asked her question.

"Rest assured, although there is little Deva Blood left, its power comes from divine energy. The effects on the body are incomparable to any spiritual elixirs or medicines. For instance, Zi Cong, you were already a late-stage cultivator; with good fortune and effort, you might even advance to the Separation Realm," the patriarch said.

"Grandfather, is that really possible?" The robed cultivator's face lit up in joy.

"It is natural. Otherwise, it would take at least a thousand years for our family to regain its glory through branching out. Our hopes lie with you all. Zi Cong has a chance to advance to the Separation Realm; as long as you're not too foolish, advancing to the late-stage of the Spirit Stage should be within reach."

Everyone inhaled deeply and then looked excited. After all, cultivators were inherently selfish, so using family revival to motivate them was far less effective than tangible benefits. The patriarch nodded satisfactorily, his private desires even more pronounced.

He would keep a quarter drop for himself; it wouldn't matter much if he didn't become the top expert in the Twelve Provinces of Heaven Cloud, but eternal life was at stake. "Alright, everyone understands my purpose. Time is pressing, and we can't afford to dawdle here. The nine ghost girls are ready, so let's begin."

The patriarch finished speaking and suddenly rose from his seat, transforming into a streak of light that flew out of the temporary cave. He headed towards Xuan Yuan City.

Other old cultivators exchanged glances and followed him.

On another side,

Lin Xuan encountered trouble. Before him were numerous ghosts numbering nearly a hundred, each with different appearances. They lunged at him with claws bared.

"Die!"

Lin Xuan's brows furrowed as he waved his sleeves, releasing countless sword lights like fish swimming through the water. The spiritual light flashed, and it fiercely clashed with the ghosts.

Cries of pain echoed, and soon all the ghosts were slaughtered.

Though there were many ghosts, the leaders were equivalent to condensation realm cultivators, while the rest were only at the foundation stage. Even if their numbers doubled, Lin Xuan could easily handle them.

"Master," a white light flashed as Yue'er appeared before him: "Do you not think this place is..."

"Hmm." Lin Xuan nodded. "The number of阴脉 is excessive. Throughout my journey, I've encountered numerous阴脉, which, as their name suggests, are akin to spiritual veins and妖脉, capable of generating dense阴气.

This greatly benefits ghost cultivators in advancing.

However, the number on this side of the world is scarce; it's a rare item. Legend has it that only in the Netherworld do these阴脉 exist in such abundance."

Lin Xuan was one hundred percent certain that although he had been sucked into a spatial vortex, this place was not the legendary Netherworld.

The Netherworld was on par with the spiritual realm; if he were there, he would encounter higher-grade entities. But apart from the Netherworld, where else could have such abundant阴脉?

A cultivator might wonder endlessly, but Lin Xuan had a special experience. He and his master exchanged glances and almost said in unison: "The Indeterminate River."

"Master, are you thinking the same thing?"

"Yes. After our experience on the Spirit Beast Island, how could I forget? From ancient times, there were three holy lands: Penglai Mountain, Spirit Beast Island, and this Indeterminate River," Lin Xuan said as he released his spiritual sense to search for useful clues.

"Master, regarding the three holy lands, shouldn't they be related to Seven Star Island's Cloud Sea?" Yue'er had her own thoughts but couldn't help showing a hint of doubt on her face.

"Foolish girl, who said that the three holy lands must belong to Seven Star Island and its cloud sea? We only saw records there. Don't forget; Spirit Beast Island is elusive, existing between the spiritual realm and mortal world," Lin Xuan explained thoughtfully.

"I understand what you mean, Master. By analogy, you're saying this Indeterminate River lies between the mortal world and the Netherworld. Therefore, by chance, one could enter from any place in the mortal world."

"Exactly, that's how it should be."

Lin Xuan chatted with Yue'er while his mind churned with thoughts.

The information about the three holy lands appeared in his mind.

He had already visited Spirit Beast Island and knew its layout well. He really missed Xiao Xue Fox; her talent was astonishing, and he wondered if she was still as obedient now that decades had passed. Of course, she needed to reach the transformation stage for that, but with three tails, she might not be too lazy.

As for Penglai Mountain, it was rich in spiritual energy comparable to the spiritual realm, a cultivation paradise for mortal humans. The mountain's name was fitting; its size was incredible, reportedly covering millions of miles, not far behind Youzhou Province.

However, among the three holy lands, Indeterminate River was the most mysterious. While the other two were described in ancient texts to some extent, Indeterminate River was only mentioned once with no clear description or specific form. Only a few ancient cultivators' speculations were listed.

Some said it was an extremely wide river, others claimed it was actually an island with a peculiar name. Still, another suggested that the Indeterminate River might be a palace of one of the six kings in the Netherworld...

Of course, none of these speculations had solid evidence to support them. Spirit Beast Island and Penglai Mountain were visited by cultivators, but no one had ever ventured into Indeterminate River, though it was possible that they never returned.

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