Chapter 151: Severed Limb Regeneration, Immortal and Indestructible, Three Heads and Six Arms...

The Celestial Demon Sect members never expected Chen Sha to actually subdue Teng Zijing.

To think that the seventh-ranked expert in the world would serve as someone’s beast of burden in the future—and not even as a carriage driver, but as a literal mount. Such a bizarre occurrence was something even Chen Canxuan had likely never done back in his day.

Yet to Chen Sha, it didn’t seem like a big deal.

He had already faintly foreseen that the Heaven and Earth Divine Land would soon undergo a drastic change. When that time came, even Broken Ascenders at the Great Vajra Level might not necessarily remain the mainstream power between heaven and earth.

This could be seen from the various legends of the Broken Great Vajra. Even non-human entities like Corpse Charms and Mountain Crossing Snakes could achieve the Broken Great Vajra Level and ascend. It was evident just how magnificent and vast the world behind the Southern Heavenly Gate truly was.

Therefore, if he truly managed to stand at the pinnacle of heaven and earth in the future, he might genuinely need nine dragons to pull his carriage just to put on a proper show of prestige.

Teng Zijing was heavily injured by lightning and completely immobilized. Chen Sha simply let the Celestial Demon Sect members take over, locking the man in the sect’s specially made prison. By the time Chen Sha set out again, he figured Teng Zijing’s injuries would be healed just enough to be useful.

At this moment, Chen Sha had already arrived at the Celestial Destiny Palace deep within the Heaven-Hiding Valley.

Looking at the crimson palace, Duanmu Ying said, “This was the place where Sect Leader Chen lived back in the day. Later, the Sect Leader had people paint it red. From then on, she only wore red for the rest of her life…”

Red was a festive color, the color worn only during grand weddings.

Chen Sha fell silent in his heart. His father had never officially married anyone in his entire life. As a son, even he felt that his old man had been far too irresponsible.

Gazing at the red Celestial Destiny Palace, he couldn’t help but say, “In other words, my mother’s current retreat is a closed-door life-or-death meditation. Unless she completes the cultivation of the final two volumes of the Celestial Demon Strategy and transforms into a Demon Immortal, it’s impossible for her to come out.”

Duanmu Ying said softly, “The Sect Leader has been highly competitive her entire life. She is definitely unwilling to accept her defeat at the hands of Long Zaitian. If she can break through and become a Demon Immortal, she can hold her ground not just against the top five experts in the world, but even the top three.

“However, Long Zaitian also has the final First Layer of the Demon Heaven Tribulation, the ‘Heavenly Tribulation’, left to achieve. It is hard to distinguish the superiority between these two supreme secret manuals of the Demon Sect. If Long Zaitian is the first to step into the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, then…”

Duanmu Ying sighed inwardly.

Judging from the current situation, the Demon Saint Sect’s inheritance of the Demon Heaven Tribulation had never been broken. It was simply that its initial entry difficulty was higher than the Celestial Demon Strategy, which was why only Long Zaitian had succeeded in all these years. But it was precisely because the inheritance had never been broken that Long Zaitian held an advantage over their Sect Leader.

Long Zaitian stepped into the Thunder Tribulation Realm three years ago.

Now, three years had passed. He should be incredibly close to the supreme Heavenly Tribulation Realm. If he stepped into it first, he would also possess the strength of the top three in the world. Now, it all depended on who would step into the final First Realm first.

Chen Sha looked at the tightly shut palace doors, feeling helpless. He had originally come to visit Yun Shouxuan, only to find that he couldn’t meet her. Hearing Duanmu Ying’s worries about Long Zaitian stepping into the Heavenly Tribulation Realm first, Chen Sha glanced at her.

“Leave Long Zaitian to me. Even if he steps into the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, I am confident I can kill him. It’s only a matter of time,” he said.

His mother might need half a year to a year to finish her retreat. During this period, Chen Sha would absolutely track down Long Zaitian first.

Duanmu Ying recalled the scene of Teng Zijing’s defeat at Chen Sha’s hands. Her heart stirred. Perhaps the Holy Son really could destroy Long Zaitian before the Sect Leader came out of her retreat.

With this thought in mind, Duanmu Ying felt she might be able to lend Chen Sha a helping hand. She said earnestly, “Originally, the Holy Son’s Holy Blood Awakening ceremony should be hosted by the Sect Leader. But since the Sect Leader is in seclusion, if the Holy Son trusts this old woman, perhaps…”

Holy Blood, the Demon Sect’s Holy Blood Awakening…

Chen Sha had long known that such a bloodline flowed within his body. Especially after obtaining the Beidou Killing Body, he had gained a deeper understanding of what a special physique truly meant. He immediately looked at Duanmu Ying and asked, “I’ve never known what actual benefits and changes occur if the Demon Sect’s Holy Blood is awakened.”

Duanmu Ying fell silent, seemingly finding it difficult to describe. “Throughout the Demon Sect’s history, the Holy Blood has only been awakened nine times, by nine individuals. Every person who awakened the Holy Blood became a generation’s sacred hero who unified the Demon Sect. As for the abilities of the Holy Blood, there are only a few phrases recorded in the ancient texts: ‘Severed limbs regenerate, immortal and indestructible, Three Heads and Six Arms, and a Celestial Eye born on the brow’…”

Chen Sha raised an eyebrow and looked at Duanmu Ying. “Are you sure you’re talking about a level achievable by a human?”

Even Three Heads and Six Arms and immortality were being brought up?

Duanmu Ying replied, “That is how it is recorded in the ancient texts passed down through the Demon Sect. It might be a matter of the degree of awakening. However, there is at least one record in the life of a sacred hero: after awakening the Holy Blood, his arm was severed by his lifelong rival while in the Great Innate Realm. In less than half a month, he actually grew a completely new arm!”

Chen Sha’s expression turned serious. An arm was chopped off, and a new one grew back within half a month. This terrifying healing vitality…

If the Demon Sect’s Holy Blood was truly this miraculous, the Beidou Killing Body would pale in comparison.

Chen Sha pondered for a moment. “What ceremony is required to awaken the Holy Blood?”

Duanmu Ying was slightly overjoyed. “The most important things for the awakening are the altar and the Holy Blood. The Holy Blood already flows within the Holy Son, and the altar is right here in the Celestial Destiny Palace. As long as the Holy Son is willing, this old woman can arrange it for you immediately.”

Meanwhile, right as Chen Sha was learning about the Holy Blood Awakening ceremony at the Celestial Demon Sect.

During the time he had been traveling to the Celestial Demon Sect, the Emperor in the Jade Capital City was finally released after serving his full sentence.

Setting aside how unlucky and pathetic Emperor Zhao Yi was, and how he was destined to become the most disgraceful emperor in the history of the Zhao Country, let’s talk about Yuu Miaolian, Zhang Liting, Lin Qingqing, Qii Zhengyi, Chang Xi, Ancient Bell Spirit, Mu Hongfu, and the rest. They had set off and arrived in the Yuan Country on the fifteenth day after Ancient Bell Spirit’s marrow replacement.

The Yuan Country.

As of now, this could be considered the most ancient country on the Divine Land. It boasted a history of a full five thousand years, tracing all the way back to the era of ignorance five millennia ago. Compared to the relatively small Zhao Country and Jin Country, the Yuan Country was undoubtedly the most expansive country in terms of landmass and population on the Divine Land.

The Yuan Country Capital City.

Looking across the Dongfang land, it resembled a gigantic Qilin beast crawling on the earth. The four city gates, divided into north, south, east, and west, were just like the four heaven-supporting legs of the giant beast.

As the Flying General of the Yuan Country’s Divine Strategy Mansion, not only had Mu Hongfu reached a Top Grade official rank—standing at the pinnacle of subjects—but as a woman, she also had an excellent relationship with the Concubines and Princesses of the Yuan Country’s Royal Family. Furthermore, Ancient Bell Spirit, whom she had raised, was the only child of Princess Rusu, the Empress Dowager’s favorite daughter back in the day.

Because of this, the moment this family returned to the Primordial Palace, they were immediately summoned by the Grand Yuan Empress Dowager.

Upon learning that Ancient Bell Spirit’s Blood Decay Syndrome had already been cured through marrow replacement and only required time for recovery, the Grand Yuan Empress Dowager—who was originally just an old princess consort from the Northwest Bitter State—let muddy tears stream down her face, repeatedly muttering a single word: “Good, good…”

“Thanks to her brother…” Mu Hongfu said sorrowfully from the side.

In the end, after much hesitation, she still revealed the truth about the Mid-Yin Purification Body Spell afflicted upon Ancient Bell Spirit, and how Princess Gu Rusu had died in childbirth back then precisely because of this Divine Curse, to the Grand Yuan Empress Dowager.

“You’re saying…”

The old lady heard that her most beloved, precious daughter had actually…

She had always believed that Gu Rusu had died of a natural difficult labor, and out of a desire not to tarnish the pristine reputation of the Buddhist Sect’s Water Moon Temple, she had… As a result, she had spent every single day for the past ten-odd years abstaining from meat and praying to the Buddha.

“You’re saying that Rusu was killed back then because someone from the Buddhist Sect cast a curse on her!” The old lady was in complete disbelief, the prayer beads slowly slipping from her hands. “And my precious Bell Spirit also couldn’t grow up because of this damned curse?”

The crowd watched as the old lady stood up, trembling all over.

“Old Buddha, please take care…”

“Shut up! Do not call me by that title anymore! For more than ten years, I have eaten vegetarian meals and chanted sutras, all for the sake of letting the Buddha bless Bell Spirit. But now…” The old Empress Dowager gasped for breath. “I’ve learned that the very Buddha I prayed to and worshipped day and night is the true culprit who brought my precious granddaughter to this state!!”

She aggressively threw off the eunuchs trying to support her and coughed loudly. “Summon the Emperor! I want him to dispatch troops—dispatch troops to trample the Water Moon Temple! Even if there are tens of thousands of monks and nuns, he must root out the one who cast the curse on Rusu and her daughter! I want him to… I want him to…”

Halfway through her sentence, she fainted from sheer fury.

The expressions of the eunuchs and palace maids drastically changed as they shrieked in panic. Holding Ancient Bell Spirit, Mu Hongfu hurriedly stepped forward as well.

Not long after, Emperor Yuan rushed over upon hearing the news. He summoned all the Tai Chi Imperial Physicians, urging them to immediately diagnose the old lady.

Fortunately, the diagnosis showed nothing serious. The Imperial Physician said, “The Empress Dowager was simply overcome by extreme rage, leading to a temporary shortness of breath and fainting. It is nothing serious.”

Only then did Emperor Yuan relax.

After inquiring about what had caused the Empress Dowager to suffer such extreme rage, the eunuchs and palace maids reported everything truthfully.

When Emperor Yuan heard the Empress Dowager’s last words before fainting—”let him trample the Water Moon Temple…”

“Water Moon Temple… Water Moon Temple…”

Mu Hongfu watched as Emperor Yuan’s face sank like still water upon hearing this; he then left with his hands clasped behind his back. She didn’t know whether the Son of Heaven was infuriated by the fact that his own sister had been murdered by someone from the Buddhist Sect, or if he was simply apprehensive about the massive influence of the Water Moon Temple’s Buddhist Sect.

In the South Study.

When Emperor Yuan arrived, he immediately summoned Prime Minister Chen Wuji for a ruler-minister consultation.

“The Buddhist Sect’s massive influence within the borders of the Yuan Country has not been a matter of a single day or two. This is the perfect opportunity for me to sweep out the Buddhist Sect. In your opinion, should I follow the Empress Dowager’s words and immediately dispatch troops to trample the Water Moon Temple with cavalry?”

The old man—who had served as Gu Xuanong’s military counselor ever since Emperor Yuan started his rebellion in the northwest—gazed at the flickering candle flames in the South Study and said slowly, “Your Majesty, the foundation of the Buddhist Sect lies in our Yuan Country, and they have experts as common as clouds.”

“Hmm?”

“Your Majesty must understand that during the thirty years Chen Canxuan dominated the world, the Buddhist Sect avoided his sharp edge. No one from their ranks has walked the Jianghu for thirty years. Heaven knows how much profound heritage they have accumulated in these three decades. Even though not a single one of them made it onto the list of the Ten Great Powerhouses, that absolutely does not mean the Buddhist Sect lacks experts capable of ranking in the world’s top ten.”

Gu Xuanong narrowed his eyes. “Are you saying that the Buddhist Sect has been biding their time and building their strength for thirty years, and they already have several powerhouses holding the fort?”

The old man sighed and said, “I am not exaggerating to raise false alarms. Your Majesty also knows that I have a private friendship with the Curly-Bearded Wanderer, Yan Chimei. He once told me that five years ago in Tanzhou, he engaged in a drinking contest with an old monk, and he lost.”

Gu Xuanong’s expression trembled with shock.

Yan Chimei lost a drinking contest to an old monk.

Yan Chimei was a peerless powerhouse ranked fourth in the world! Yet he actually lost a drinking contest to an old monk. For experts at the Great Innate Level, getting drunk was basically unheard of to begin with. Losing a drinking contest to someone else involved all sorts of implications that became terrifying upon closer thought.

The old man sighed. “The Buddhist Sect is best at hiding their true strength. Don’t be fooled by their silence over the years. Your Majesty, do not forget that at its peak in history, the Buddhist Sect’s prosperity was so overwhelming that even the Daoist and Demon Hundred Schools struggled to resist them when fighting together…”

Unexpectedly, after pondering for a moment, Gu Xuanong slowly uttered a single sentence.

“But what if… we have the help of that Dao Yi Sect Master?”