Chapter 481 - 422: Rise! Breaking the Mold! Grandmaster Once More

Chapter 481: Chapter 422: Rise! Breaking the Mold! Grandmaster Once More

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Red Flame Demon Country, the Vast Ocean.

A deafening roar echoed between heaven and earth, accompanied by waves of Immortal Sound.

It was as if an immortal god was being born, stirring up endless waves and churning the rivers and seas.

A heaven-shaking change occurred under the watchful eyes of countless demons.

An Immortal Sword, tens of thousands of miles long, burst from the abyss. It stretched across the sea, blotting out the sun and shaking the world.

It resembled both an Immortal Sword and a pagoda, and was divided into nine segments.

Its blade was covered in a frigid, chilling glint, shimmering with a mysterious luster.

On its hilt, nine Talismans of different colors appeared, emitting a nine-colored divine light.

This nine-colored light gathered into a pillar that reached for the heavens, tearing through the cosmos and piercing beyond the firmament.

After millions of years, the legendary supreme master of the Sword Dao had returned to the world.

The sword has come!

An invisible ripple spread out, causing the entire northern region to tremble violently. Countless demon spirits knelt and begged for mercy.

"What is that!?"

"The Dream World! It’s the mysterious Dream World!"

"Hahaha, Heaven has not forsaken our race! Heaven favors our race."

"So this is the era of the Dream Dao! It’s truly extraordinary! I will become a great lord of the Demon Race!"

"..."

At that moment, one powerful demon after another began to appear.

They had sensed it and were all rushing toward the Vast Ocean.

In a corner of the Cloud Sea’s sky, a golden roc dove at extreme speed. Its talons were sharp and dazzling, and its chilling aura was so intense it was as if a devil god had descended upon the world.

A half-blood, golden-winged Dapeng bird!

Over the endless ocean, a fierce gale raged, kicking up sand and stones. A large bird shaped like a crane dove from the sky.

Its body was entirely cyan, but it was dotted with shining crimson spots that radiated a brilliant light. Its beak was pure white.

A descendant of a Bifang!

From deep within the vast lands, a rosy mist scattered as a plant resembling a dandelion appeared.

Its leaves and stems were a vibrant, dewy green. The upper part formed a snow-white sphere that emanated a crystalline glow. White, feather-like bits would occasionally break off and float into the distance.

A half-blood Pumo Tree!

...A golden-winged Dapeng bird, a descendant of a Bifang, a Pumo Subtree, a Chi Dragon Descendant, and more.

At this very moment, forces from all sides were on the move, and the prodigies of the Demon Race appeared one after another.

Among them were even some who had reached the Great Sage Realm at a young age.

However, there were none like the White Tiger Demon Lord—a great lord of the Demon Race capable of single-handedly dominating a region.

"The vast Dream World has reappeared."

"I hope that this time, one or two great lords will emerge who can match the White Tiger Demon Lord."

A sigh was heard. It was an Ancient Demon from the Celestial Demon Palace who had appeared.

It didn’t expect the newly emerged great lords to be able to suppress Fang Yang.

But as long as they were strong enough to contend with Fang Yang within the region, that would be for the best.

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’The Dream World contains numerous Demon Techniques, enough for a minor demon to defy heaven and change her fate?!’

Beside a small stream, a young girl with a withered yellow blade of grass growing on her head stared, her eyes flickering with thought.

Her name was Ye Xiaocao, and she had gained sentience ten years ago.

As her name suggested, her true form was that of a common weed.

Due to her inherently weak origins, she was currently in the lower echelons of the Red Flame Demon Country.

She had not begun to cultivate; instead, she spent her days bustling about just to survive.

But she considered herself very lucky.

No, she felt she was the luckiest being in the world.

Because just as she had gained sentience, she was adopted by her grandmother, who helped her through the most dangerous, unenlightened period of her new life.

The grandmother who adopted her was a laundry woman of humble status at a small academy.

Right now, she was by the stream, beating and washing clothes.

WHOOSH~

The cold wind cut like a knife, each gust a pain that pierced to the bone.

The skin on Ye Xiaocao’s hands was cracked and bleeding.

Although it hurt terribly, she didn’t cry out or show any sign of distress.

Because as a blade of grass, the one thing she was best at in this life was enduring pain.

Besides, now that she could help her grandmother with chores, she felt full of energy.

’Grandma finally let me help. I can’t give up now!’

’I have to grow up quickly so I can do all of Grandma’s chores for her.’

「Night fell.」

The moonlight was hazy, and the wind was bone-chillingly cold.

Inside a small, crude thatched hut, a single flame flickered to life.

The wavering firelight illuminated Ye Xiaocao’s figure.

Ye Xiaocao looked to be only five or six years old. She was short, thin, and dark-skinned, dressed in a loose-fitting hemp robe that had been washed until it was faded white.

But she had a pair of large, lively eyes that gave her an air of resilience.

"Xiaocao, have you also heard that the Dream World has appeared in the Vast Ocean?"

Grandma Ye had a kind face. With her calloused, withered hand, she gently held Ye Xiaocao’s.

Having depended on each other since she was little, Ye Xiaocao quickly understood what Grandma Ye was implying.

Her grandmother wanted her to go with the main group from the academy and give it a try.

Even obtaining a single Low Tier cultivation Skill would be enough to change her fate, defying the heavens.

But when she thought about her grandmother’s health, a hesitant look crossed her face.

Seeing this, Grandma Ye encouraged her, saying:

"You are Xiaocao, a little blade of grass, but in my heart, you are Ye Jianrou."

"You are as resilient as a blade of grass, and as unstoppable as a sharp sword."

"Go. I’m sure you’ll be able to obtain some good fortune. Grandma believes in you."

"Besides, I’ll have your Sister Mei to look after me. Just go and give it a try."

The Jianrou Dragon Grass was the most powerful plant race that Grandma Ye knew of.

By naming Xiaocao "Ye Jianrou," Grandma Ye was showing her great expectations for the girl.

At that moment, Ye Xiaocao—Ye Jianrou—was indeed moved.

She had a feeling that something in the direction of the Vast Ocean was calling to her.

However, although she was tempted, she did not prepare to leave immediately.

After that night, she quickened her pace at work.

Only after she had finished all the various household chores did she set out to seek the inheritance of the Dream World.