Chapter 336 - 136: Zhao Ci: This Is Bad, I’ve Become the Demon Monarch

Chapter 336: Chapter 136: Zhao Ci: This Is Bad, I’ve Become the Demon Monarch

"Physical Secret Realm? What is that?"

Yang Mo lowered his gaze. The beheading motion of his hands didn’t pause for a second, but his ears were already pricked.

He waited for a while but heard no reply from Huangfu Song.

Yet, he could feel Huangfu Song’s eyes on him.

He then added, "It’s fine if you don’t say. It’s just something unrelated to me. I have no interest."

"If you weren’t the Saint Monarch, it would indeed have nothing to do with you."

Huangfu Song chuckled. "But I might as well tell you, and you might as well listen. However, Lord Saint Monarch, it’s about time you moved on to the next head."

Yang Mo: "..."

It was only then that he realized.

After he’d finished with the last head, his hands had been still for quite some time.

The feeling of being seen through made him feel a flicker of irritation.

But he couldn’t let it show. He could only get up silently, walk over to another corpse, and squat down to sever the head, trying his best to maintain an air of indifference.

Huangfu Song smiled faintly. "It’s a long story when it comes to the Physical Secret Realm. But in essence, all Cultivation Resources improve a person in one of two ways: cultivation base and innate talent. You’ve experienced the effects of the Soul-Burning Potion and the Life-Restoring Pill firsthand, I’m sure. They can elevate a person of ordinary aptitude into the ranks of geniuses.

Admittedly, such a ’genius’ is only one when compared to ordinary people. In the major tournaments, they would only be considered upper-middle tier.

But that in itself is a feat that defies nature!

No faction, not even the Imperial Family or the seven great Merit Clans, could ever hope to achieve such a thing."

Yang Mo silently slit the major artery in the corpse’s neck, draining the poisoned blood to avoid making too much of a mess when he detached the head.

’He couldn’t deny the truth in Huangfu Song’s words.’

’There were countless cultivation methods in the world.’

’But methods to improve one’s innate talent were practically nonexistent.’

’Without good talent, no matter how privileged one’s birth, it was difficult to make any real progress in cultivation.’

’He had only ever heard of two ways to improve talent.’

’One was his parents’ method of poison infusions and electric shocks. It had indeed worked, but after more than ten years of torture, the improvement was still quite limited.’

’The other was the Soul-Burning Potion, but the cost was severe trauma to one’s Divine Soul. It was, in essence, sacrificing one’s life force to boost talent—an option only for those who had lost all hope.’

’But with the Life-Restoring Pill to offset the damage, calling it a feat that defied nature was no exaggeration.’

’Even the eight great families would go into a frenzy if they heard of such a method.’

"However..."

Huangfu Song’s tone shifted. "The enhancement from the Physical Secret Realm is ten times greater than what the Soul-Burning Potion and Life-Restoring Pill can provide!"

Yang Mo: "!!!"

The smile on Huangfu Song’s face widened. "The previous Lord Saint Monarch’s Flesh Soul, meridians, and bones were all merely third-grade. After he entered the Physical Secret Realm, all three were elevated to second-grade, just a single step shy of first-grade."

Yang Mo: "!!!"

’Just having one’s flesh, meridians, or bones reach third-grade was enough to be considered a top-tier genius. It was a realm he had always dreamed of achieving.’

’After third-grade, every single advancement was like ascending to the heavens.’

’And this Physical Secret Realm could raise all of them by a full grade!’

’If it were me...’

Huangfu Song continued, "Of course, enhancing one’s physical body is merely its most trivial effect."

Yang Mo: "!!!"

’Such a heaven-defying effect was actually its most trivial one?’

Huangfu Song’s voice was calm, yet laced with a bewitching allure. "The Physical Secret Realm can vastly expand the upper limits of one’s Divine Treasure. After the previous Lord Saint Monarch entered the realm, I believe he awakened... the Golden Virtue Body, did he not?"

Yang Mo: "!!!"

’Gold!’

’The Golden Virtue Body!’

’His breathing hitched. The Five Virtues Body was considered one of the absolute top-tier cultivation constitutions of the era.’

’The number of people who possessed one could be counted on two hands, and every single one of them was a powerhouse of the current generation.’

The most famous example was Zhujiang, the Patriarch of the Zhu Clan. For a host of complex reasons, his interests were at odds with those of most of his clan. The Zhu Family’s enterprises in Lingge had completely slipped from his grasp, and even within the Zhu Clan’s main stronghold, there was no shortage of opposition to him.

But it was the immense power granted by his Fire Virtue Body that allowed him to remain firmly seated as the Patriarch.

’And the Physical Secret Realm could actually...’

Huangfu Song smiled faintly. "Today, in terms of both cultivation base and talent, you can look down on the person you were a year ago. You should understand what sort of transformation a change like this will bring to your life.

But it is no exaggeration to say that this degree of transformation is less than ten percent of what the Physical Secret Realm can offer!"

Yang Mo: "..."

’He had to admit it.’

’If this Physical Secret Realm really had the effects the man before him described...’

’...then all his previous improvements were absolute garbage.’

’The Five Virtues Body.’

’That was beyond just being a simple genius.’

’Genius merely represented potential, and potential didn’t always translate into actual power.’

’But the Five Virtues Body was a golden ticket to the summit of power. As long as one cultivated normally, becoming a top-tier expert was virtually guaranteed.’

"GASP..."

"GASP..."

Yang Mo was panting heavily. He had completely forgotten what his hands were doing. His palms were pressed against the ground, his body trembled slightly, and a fine, dense sheen of sweat had broken out on his forehead.

Huangfu Song’s voice grew more intense. "Lord Saint Monarch, you must understand that if not for your status, you would never have encountered the Life-Restoring Pill in this lifetime. Now, imagine this: if you had a chance to go back, to sever all ties with this identity as the Saint Monarch’s reincarnation... would you refuse the Life-Restoring Pill?"

Yang Mo was caught in an agonizing internal struggle.

’Would I refuse?’

’He desperately wanted to say yes.’

’But he couldn’t bring himself to say it.’

’Because from the very first time he’d encountered the Life-Restoring Pill, he had known its origins were anything but ordinary.’

’If he were just "Yang Mo," he would never have even laid eyes on such a pill.’