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第六百六十五章 逆运者当死

As the Heaven-ordained玄鸟, Xiao Hei naturally understood just how extraordinary Xuke's fate was.

Purple-gold fortune is a rarity, found in only one out of billions. No matter where he went, it seemed that misfortune would turn to good luck and opportunities would come his way effortlessly. Countless treasures were within reach, and chances presented themselves continuously.

How could such an individual die so easily?

Indeed, fortune was not omnipotent. Those with great fortune did not necessarily have immortal bodies; they still faced the risk of perishing when confronted by calamities beyond their命格. However, Xuke had the protection of White Master's red thread, which even a thin strand could severely injure top-tier beast tribes like Scarlet Nine-Headed Dragon. The strength of White Master was truly unimaginable.

From his last conversation with Xuke, Xiao Hei knew that some of the red thread still remained on Xuke’s wrist. Xiao Hei firmly believed that no matter what dangers Xuke encountered in the Xuanhuang realm, the remaining red thread would help him escape.

Thus, he could not comprehend or accept Xuke's mysterious death. He vowed to uncover the reason for his demise.

When the禁制 imposed by Emperor Sanmo weakened, Xiao Hei disregarded the constraints of this world and forcibly left the Beast Kindom Realm. He attempted to follow Xuke’s life path to investigate the secrets behind his death.

There were countless affiliated small worlds in the Xuanhuang realm. Based on mere fragments from the past, it was incredibly difficult to uncover the truth. However, due to their former master-servant relationship and the guiding hand of fate, Xiao Hei spent a thousand years before accidentally entering a vast small world. The floating Scarlet Nine-Headed Dragon corpse in the sky made him realize he had found the right place.

After meeting his old friend, Qinglun Bird, Xiao Hei learned what happened.

When the Beast Cultivation Sect settled down in the Lingxu Realm, they experienced a relatively stable period of development. Although the Lingxu Realm’s aura was weaker than that of Xuanhuang, it could still勉强 meet the needs of the sect's disciples. Due to the ongoing restrictions on simultaneous cultivation, the sect devised two parallel strategies: one was to concentrate their most talented disciples and have them learn from the master and elders, hoping they would eventually derive new techniques for the sect. The other was to find a way to allow communication with beasts without cultivating.

One strategy was called "Derivation," while the other was "Beast Cultivation." Both methods were pursued simultaneously, and given enough time, it might have allowed the sect to regain its former glory.

Xuke, despite his poor enlightenment abilities, had a natural affinity for various beasts. Under the master’s guidance, he became part of the team researching new beast cultivation techniques. He spent days observing the sect's treasure, the Ten Thousand Beast Wheel, and delved into research without regard for time.

One day, Xuke received news that his senior disciple Lu Ya was severely injured and unconscious. Overwhelmed by shock, he disregarded everyone’s objections and returned to the Xuanhuang realm alone.

When he arrived, a terrifying demon mist appeared within humans, spreading throughout the cultivation world. After returning to the Xuanhuang realm, Xuke also contracted this illness but miraculously recovered after seven days.

Lu Ya, on his deathbed, sensed Xuke’s arrival and suddenly regained consciousness. His complexion turned rosy, as if he had not suffered any injuries. However, Xuke knew that it was a last-dying gasp, and he felt immense sorrow.

Lu Ya spoke softly to Xuke alone, asking him to step forward.

That night, no one knew what they discussed.

From then on, Xuke remained in the old Beast Cultivation Sect’s ruins until the Great Migration Plan began. As the sole representative of the sect, he was responsible for relocating countless humans to the Desolate Small World.

Over a century passed swiftly.

The last batch of people were those who had encountered Scarlet Nine-Headed Dragon.

After completing the final migration, Xuke inexplicably did not return to the Lingxu Realm’s Beast Cultivation Sect. Instead, he severed all ties and lived in hiding under a human identity.

Of course, it was not entirely as a human.

Under the guise of his companions not noticing, he used the six heads of Scarlet Nine-Headed Dragon that had been cut off in this world as incubators. With some docile beasts from the sect, he began to breed and propagate various mutant beasts.

Xiao Qing and Xiao Hong, the two birds who always stayed with Xuke, did not understand his purpose but continued to assist him in recording all research findings meticulously.

After several generations of cultivation, the number and variety of mutant beasts increased significantly.

Though weaker than their original counterparts, these mutants had reduced malevolent energy. They no longer attacked humans without provocation.

Years passed, and this world saw a proliferation of new strange creatures.

One day, Scarlet Nine-Headed Dragon returned to this realm for some reason.

It hesitated in the sky, observing for a long time before feeling safe enough to descend. It was accompanied by a brown vulture that looked equally battered, with multiple blackened marks on its body.

"Should have followed Emperor Yi. No need to suffer in Xuanhuang!"

"The Beast Cultivation Realm has declined since Emperor Yi’s leadership. We thought humans would be extinct soon after the great calamity, but there are still formidable beings emerging! It's truly unjust!"

"That fellow from Purple Heaven Sect is alright. Not too outrageous. Speaking of true power, I was here..."

"Ugh, these scars on my head still hurt sometimes!"

Two terrifying beasts conversed freely in the sky, treating the humans as food.

"Brother, don’t worry. Once we restore our strength by devouring this realm, we’ll settle accounts with them!" The vulture stared at the trembling humans below, drooling.

However, there was a hierarchy among beasts.

"Please first, Brother!" The vulture tried to appease him despite his hunger.

Scarlet Nine-Headed Dragon snorted and instantly grew larger. Its three heads opened wide, ready to devour this world whole.

But just then, he saw the familiar red thread again.

"How could this be?..."

This time, Scarlet Nine-Headed Dragon was not so lucky.

The thin thread pierced its body, pulling it out of the realm.

Seeing his older brother killed instantly, the vulture was shocked into silence. No longer caring about kinship, it turned into a black streak and fled in panic.

Humans could only see two fierce beasts being slain by a deity. They cheered and praised the deity for sparing their lives.

Only Xuke remained silent, stroking the now thinner red thread.

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