Within the Thunder Ancient Country, there was a holy land known as ‘Mt. Leiting.’
“Mt. Leiting.”
The Mountain sitting guest had also arrived here. From a distance, Mt. Leiting appeared as a towering high mountain, but upon ascending, one would find it incredibly vast and extensive, with separate spacetimes existing atop it.
All nine Monarchs of the Thunder Ancient Country had their True Bodies or Avatars frequently residing here, along with other Godly Kings and elite members of the Imperial Clan.
“My disciple is much stronger than I was,” Mountain sitting guest felt quite pleased, “Transcendence of the Primal Chaos Realm number one? At my pinnacle, I was about as strong as Luo Feng is now.”
Back when he was God King Jin, he cultivated his godly body as one would a Secret Treasure Weapon, reaching the ‘Cosmic Body’ realm; his physical body was extremely terrifying, not inferior to Luo Feng’s today.
Even when fleeing, his physical body acted like a fleeing-class Secret Treasure, possessing many abilities to escape.
When the three City Lords of Shi Kingdom made thorough preparations and suddenly struck, the Mountain sitting guest still managed to escape. But during that sudden attack, his wife, fellow sect members, and his tribal clan were all annihilated.
Under his endless hatred, he chose to go to the Universe Ocean, seeking an opportunity for revenge.
“My wife, my fellow sect members, my brothers in life and death, my tribal clan…” Mountain sitting guest harbored endless resentment, which, after ages of brewing, had deeply infused into his soul.
For revenge, he was willing to pay any price.
“You need to be patient, wait for Luo Feng to grow.” Mountain sitting guest even avoided seeking out Luo Feng, not wanting to put any pressure on him and just wishing for Luo Feng to grow steadily and securely.
As Mountain sitting guest pondered this, he walked along and suddenly noticed a figure ahead, immediately he saluted: “Desert Wind City Lord.”
“Hmm.”
The Divine Power Incarnation of Desert Wind City Lord simply responded impatiently and went far away.
Mountain sitting guest did not mind at all because he knew that the true body of Desert Wind City Lord was currently imprisoned by his own disciple, Luo Feng.
A moment later.
Mountain sitting guest arrived at an ancient hall where he patiently waited in the spacious hall. After a long time, a figure bathed in flames appeared on the throne of the hall.
“Zuo Shanjin, you wish to cultivate the Primordial Bloodline?” the flaming figure looked down at Mountain sitting guest.
“Yes, God of Fire King,” Mountain sitting guest replied respectfully.
“Guest Official of Primal Chaos Realm, you want to cultivate the Primordial Bloodline? You either gather enough Merit Points or fully join the Thunder Ancient Country,” the flaming figure looked at Mountain sitting guest, “Your Merit Points are insufficient.”
Mountain sitting guest said, “I am willing to fully join the Thunder Ancient Country.”
Guest Elders are quite free; it is normal for them to leave an Ancient Country. But once fully joined, they are tied to the war chariot of Thunder Ancient Country.
“Good,” the flaming figure nodded, “Fully joining the Thunder Ancient Country only grants you the qualifications to cultivate the Primordial Bloodline. Truly mastering it? There are still many obstacles. Even among the Imperial Clansmen, few who enter the Primordial Bloodline succeed in transcending the Primal Chaos Realm.”
“I understand,” Mountain sitting guest responded.
“To cultivate the Primordial Bloodline, the stronger your Spiritual Will, the better, and the deeper your understanding and accumulation of the Dao, the better.
If you are completely corrupted by the residual will of the Primordial Bloodline and forget yourself, then you have completely lost control,” the flaming figure said, “According to the rules of our Thunder Ancient Country, once you completely lose control and lose yourself, you will be imprisoned in the Snow Demon Prison for ten thousand eras!
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If you still cannot regain yourself within ten thousand eras, you will be executed.”
“I understand, I have made my preparations,” Mountain sitting guest stated.
He was originally a Godly King, a realm much higher than Primal Chaos, having faced countless hardships, his Spiritual Will was also at the level of the Second Realm of Godly King. Mountain sitting guest was confident in maintaining clarity as he began his training.
As for the later stages? That was uncertain.
Not long ago, an ancient being of Thunder Ancient Country, ‘Snow Demon God King,’ lost control. The power of Snow Demon God King was comparable to that of the nine Monarchs of Thunder Ancient Country. The reason he never became a Monarch was that he couldn’t fully control his own power and would occasionally lose control.
This time, during his loss of control, he rampantly devoured all things, even consuming another Godly King of the Imperial Clan, God King Leisha, along with ingesting an Ultimate Realm God King Weapon, completely digesting that weapon.
“Follow me, first select the Primordial Bloodline inheritance, then choose the corresponding Primordial Bloodline,” the flaming figure led Mountain sitting guest away.
…
The City Lord of Desert Wind was also paying his respects to the Godly King at this moment.
“Ancestor, my true body has been suppressed and imprisoned by Luo He.” the divine power incarnation of the City Lord of Desert Wind said urgently, “He mentioned that he needs at least three hundred billion Cosmic Sand to release me. I can gather eighty billion myself, but I still need two hundred and twenty billion more.”
“You are incapable on your own and you seek to borrow Cosmic Sand from me?” a towering giant seated there, stroking his scale armor, said dismissively, “I myself am short of resources for cultivation.”
“Ancestor!” the City Lord of Desert Wind said desperately, “Why don’t you speak with Luo He yourself?”
The towering giant angrily said, “There’s nothing to discuss! Don’t you know the rules of the Thunder Ancient Country? At the same level of conflict, superiors do not interfere! If you are less powerful than your opponent, then you deserve to die! Even if God Kings of the Thunder Ancient Country and Flame Wind Ancient Country fight to the death, many Godly Kings have died through history…
Both ancestors never interfered.”
At the same level of conflict, superiors do not interfere. If you die, it’s because you weren’t strong enough.
If there’s bullying of the weak! Both Ancient Countries will not tolerate it!
“Then what can I do? In the Primal Chaos Realm, nobody can fight Luo He.” the City Lord of Desert Wind said helplessly.
“That’s not to say there is no way.” the towering giant said with a sly smile, “The Snow Demon Prison currently needs a guard. Just a thousand eons there and you can earn a million Merit Points. I can exchange these million Merit Points for three hundred billion Cosmic Sand for you.”
“A guard of the Snow Demon Prison?” the City Lord of Desert Wind panicked, “The God of Fire is currently imprisoned there.”
The Thunder Ancient Country, is very accommodating towards the God of Fire, also hoping to gradually let him fully master his Bloodline Power. Once he can maintain his sanity forever, he will truly become a monarch.
“To gain a million Merit Points quickly, this is the only way.” the towering giant said, “Don’t worry, the God of Fire, being imprisoned, is relatively safe.”
The City Lord of Desert Wind grimaced.
Relatively safe?
Should there be the slightest problem! The true body he is responsible for guarding must be annihilated, potentially even corrupted.
“Let me think, I need to think more.” the City Lord of Desert Wind said worriedly.
“This task is very scarce, once an emperor level puppet can be dispatched there, this task won’t be yours anymore.” the towering giant said, as guarding the Snow Demon Prison also involves many tasks.
Emperor level power puppets are most suitable, not afraid of will corruption. But they are extremely rare, and with many potentially uncontrollable powerhouses in the Thunder Ancient Country, there are not enough emperor level puppets available.
“Ancestor, I will think of another way.” the City Lord of Desert Wind immediately bowed and left, determined not to take the role of guard at the Snow Demon Prison if there was any other choice.
…
The second eruption of the Blood Spirit Star also lasted about three days, Luo Feng encountered no interruption and easily collected all the Blood Spirit Golden Pearls.
“The second eruption has ended.”
Luo Feng looked at the now tranquil Blood Spirit Star and nodded slightly, “This time I have obtained a total of 72 Blood Spirit Golden Pearls.”
Following that, Luo Feng thought and tucked away the vast Black River World.
For these three days, the Black River World was maintained just in case someone tried to steal the Blood Spirit Golden Pearls.
“Three days and this City Lord of Desert Wind can’t even produce three hundred billion Cosmic Sand?” Luo Feng shook his head, after negotiating with the City Lord of Desert Wind, Luo Feng had agreed to release him as long as he could provide the three hundred billion Cosmic Sand.
Three hundred billion Cosmic Sand is roughly equivalent to a million Merit Points. Cultivating a Primordial Bloodline Physical Body would cost at least a few million Merit Points.
Asking for merely the value of one million Merit Points is not too high.
“First, I’ll send the Blood Spirit Golden Pearls back.” Luo Feng swooshed through the air.
While flying, Luo Feng naturally split an avatar.
An avatar carried the Blood Spirit Golden Pearls directly towards Chu Capital. Another true body, however, headed straight for the border city ‘Xiangjie City’ where Great Saint Yan Su was located.
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Thanks to Venerable Xu Xin for another rewarding contribution to the Hierarch.