Chapter 1436 - 310: Sinister Intentions

Chapter 1436: Chapter 310: Sinister Intentions

He has consumed it!

Upon hearing these words, a glint of coldness appeared in Zi Yunluo’s eyes, but it soon vanished as if it had never appeared.

"The divine liquid is a supreme treasure that truly captures the creation of Heaven and Earth, capable of altering a cultivator’s potential. Your assistance from the divine liquid to enter the ranks of Proud Heaven is a blessing for our Divine Peak.

Since that’s the case, you should go all out in your cultivation next. I believe there will be no other Saint Heirs in the sect who can compete with you."

"Moreover."

"If you need anything, feel free to ask. As long as I can provide it, there will be no issues."

A kind smile appeared on Zi Yunluo’s face, looking at the disciple in front of him, as if gazing at the future hope of Divine Peak.

Regarding this.

Shen Changqing was moved to tears: "Disciple thanks Master. Speaking of which, I do have something I’d like to ask for Master’s help."

"What is it?"

"This time, upon entering the Ancient Ruins, I obtained quite a bit of fortune. So I want to ask Master if there is any news of other Ancient Ruins. If so, I am willing to venture forth and acquire some fortune."

Shen Changqing stated his goal.

Seek fortune?

Zi Yunluo’s face showed a slight movement: "You should know that in Ancient Ruins, fortune and danger coexist. You may obtain fortune in one Ancient Ruin, but it doesn’t mean the same for another. ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

With your strength, if you stay in Divine Peak and focus on cultivating in peace, there’s no doubt you can become the first Saint Heir. Have you thought this through?"

"Cultivation is like sailing against the current; if one doesn’t advance, they will regress. Although the divine liquid aids me now, I am still far behind the top Proud Heavens of the Myriad Clans.

As cultivators, how can we fall behind other cultivators? Therefore, I earnestly request Master to give me this opportunity!"

Hearing this.

Zi Yunluo no longer advised, nodding his head: "Well, I will keep an eye out for you. If any Ancient Ruins open, I will naturally inform you."

"Then this disciple will take his leave first."

Shen Changqing bowed and saluted, then turned and left.

Watching his departing figure, Zi Yunluo said nothing. It was a long while before a low voice resounded in the empty hall.

"Divine liquid—"

A supreme treasure that can change a cultivator’s potential.

Though potential cannot a hundred percent determine how far a cultivator can go, having sufficient potential enhances one’s foundation, making breakthroughs to the next realm more advantageous.

The appearance of the divine liquid.

Strengthened a certain belief in Zi Yunluo’s heart.

...

"Supreme, that old man seems to harbor some ill intentions."

As he left the great hall, Qingyi, who remained in the Cave Heaven, spoke in a deep voice.

Shen Changqing gave a faint smile: "Even without your words, I can tell. It seems the Master of Divine Peak isn’t as simple as the memories of the Ziyan Sheng."

From the memories of the Ziyan Sheng.

Zi Yunluo is the Master of Divine Peak and also the teacher who affectionately guided him, always treating him well, with most resources in Divine Peak tilted in his favor.

For this reason, Ziyan Sheng could enter the Half-Step Divine King Realm at such a young age.

However.

Just now, when facing Zi Yunluo, Shen Changqing sensed something different.

Especially when he mentioned the divine liquid, a faint killing intent emerged from Zi Yunluo.

Although that killing intent was very obscure, making it quite difficult even for a Divine King to perceive, it couldn’t hinder his detection.

Obviously.

Zi Yunluo had an ulterior motive.

However.

Any motive is irrelevant to Shen Changqing.

After all, every scheme and trick is but a paper tiger before absolute strength.

Let alone a mere Universe Divine King, even a Rule Divine King, he could suppress effortlessly.

The only concern is whether slaying the opponent would arouse the suspicion of the Ziyun Clan.

"Forget it, hopefully, you’ll be sensible and not court death!"

Shen Changqing thought, shaking his head in private.

He temporarily didn’t want to abandon the identity of the Ziyun Clan’s Saint Heir. If Zi Yunluo didn’t provoke him, he wouldn’t bother provoking the other party either.

Conversely.

If Zi Yunluo truly fails to appreciate kindness, he wouldn’t mind sending him on his way.

Just as Shen Changqing was about to return to his courtyard, a voice sounded in his mind.

"Come to the Holy Hall!"

Though the voice was calm, it was full of an aura of majesty.

Shen Changqing’s face changed slightly: "Python Emperor!"

It was his first time hearing this voice, but in the memories of the Ziyan Sheng, it wasn’t the first time.

Python Emperor!

The contemporary ruler of the Ziyun Clan and the mightiest of the Ziyun Clan.

He hadn’t expected that upon returning to Divine Peak, he would be summoned by this person.

Soon.

Shen Changqing figured it out.

"It seems that when I killed Ziyan Sheng before, the other party sensed something amiss."

It wasn’t the first time he borrowed the Myriad Clans’ Origin, so he was well aware of it already.

When he slew Zhongshan Chou before, different visions appeared within the Zhongshan Clan at the moment of Zhongshan Chou’s demise.

Although he later borrowed the Origin to restore everything to normal, it couldn’t completely erase the impact.

The same logic applies.

As a genius of Divine Peak and the Saint Heir of Purple Cloud Holy Land, Ziyan Sheng’s sudden demise, even for just a breath, would draw attention from the Holy Land.

Soon after.

Shen Changqing left the Divine Peak and headed towards the Holy Hall.

...

"Disciple Ziyan Sheng, pays respects to the Python Emperor!"

Shen Changqing bowed respectfully.

Before him stood the Holy Lord of Purple Cloud Holy Land, the Emperor of the Ziyun Clan — the Python Emperor!

As his voice fell, the scene fell silent.

A moment later.

The Python Emperor’s voice slowly came forth: "No need for formalities. Today I summoned you here just to inquire about one thing."

"Please speak, Python Emperor."

"Some days ago, the Soul Lamp you left in the Holy Land went out, but shortly thereafter it reignited. What happened here?"

As the Python Emperor asked, his golden eyes were fixed on Shen Changqing, seemingly trying to discern any clues.

But to his disappointment.

No matter how he probed, he found nothing amiss.

Normally speaking.

If there is a possession by a powerful being, the Divine Soul would certainly be different.

Yet on the other, there was no difference at all.

Shen Changqing said: "The disciple went to the Death Forbidden Zone for trial, later happened upon an Ancient Ruins emerging, and entered to find some opportunities, though during which there were dangerous trials, and I was unfortunately heavily injured."

"Ancient Ruins?" The Python Emperor’s face was surprised.

This was something he had not heard of.

Shen Changqing said: "The emergence of Ancient Ruins was merely coincidental. Though I did not obtain any inheritance, I was lucky enough to obtain half a bowl of Divine Liquid from within."

"Half a bowl of Divine Liquid!"

Upon hearing this, the Python Emperor’s expression changed drastically.

His voice turned from its previous calm to now solemnity: "Where is the Divine Liquid?"

"The disciple has already consumed it."

"Consumed?"

The Python Emperor’s voice remained solemn, and in the next instant, a breeze came towards him, and he vanished from his throne, appearing in front of Shen Changqing.

He extended his right hand directly onto the other’s shoulder.

Instantly.

Shen Changqing felt a mysterious power probing his body.

To this.

He had no intention of resisting.

With Ziyan Sheng’s Origin as a cover, there’s no worry of being detected by the other.

"Vital energy is flourishing!"

"Physique is strong!"

"Indeed, this physique is different from before!"

The Python Emperor nodded slightly.

Although a cultivator’s physique can be tempered later on, the potential and foundation are determined by the Innate, and Postnatal tempering is merely the development of potential.

Now.

Just in terms of physique, he felt that the present Ziyan Sheng was significantly stronger than before, which was a manifestation of enhanced potential.

After a while.

The Python Emperor withdrew his hand, looking at him with eyes full of appreciation: "Divine Liquid captures Heaven and Earth Creation, a single drop can change a cultivator’s potential. Your previous potential was already regarded as a Peerless Proud Heaven, but now with half a bowl of Divine Liquid, it’s feared that entering the Proud Heaven ranks is not merely simple.

If you can fully develop this potential, even in the Half-Step Divine King Realm, you have the strength to rival the Sun and Moon Divine King."

Half-Step Divine King rivaling Sun and Moon Divine King.

That is Peerless Proud Heaven.

The thought that the Ziyun Clan will produce a Peerless Proud Heaven stirred the calm heart of the Python Emperor.

To know.

Though the Ziyun Clan is considered a top-tier clan, among the new generation of cultivators, there isn’t a single Proud Heaven.

The so-called Holy Land Saint Heir is merely of the genius level, not reaching the Proud Heaven standard.

Now.

The Saint Heir of the Divine Peak has directly ascended from genius to Proud Heaven level, which is a good thing for the Ziyun Clan.

The Python Emperor said: "I heard a major event occurred recently in the Death Forbidden Zone. Have you heard?"

"Is the Python Emperor referring to the event of the Divine Lord’s fall?"

Shen Changqing answered without hesitation.

The Python Emperor nodded: "Yes, after receiving this news, I wasn’t sure of its validity, but since you’ve just returned from the Death Forbidden Zone, you must have witnessed it."

"The specifics are unclear to the disciple, only knowing when the disciple emerged from the Ancient Ruins, coinciding with the Death Tide, then seeing strong figures enter inside, soon after a mighty scene of purple aura appeared.

Following that was torrential blood rain, with a Divine Kingdom plummeting from the void.

The disciple initially intended to snatch some Divine Kingdom Fragments, but unfortunately, lacking strength, failed to seize any."

When discussing the blood rain, Shen Changqing appropriately displayed fear.

The Python Emperor nodded: "With the fall of a Divine Lord, the Divine Kingdom Fragments naturally draw many strong figures in contention, so failing to seize any is normal. To enter the Ancient Ruins and obtain the assistance of Divine Liquid is already a great opportunity.

Next, the Holy Land will tilt resources towards you, your task is to maximize your potential before the next opening of the Divine Mandate Platform.

With your current potential, I believe securing a name on the Investiture of the Gods is not an issue."

The Investiture of the Gods in the God Realm holds ten thousand seats, though the Heavens are vast, it is impossible for there to be ten thousand Proud Heavens, let alone ten thousand Peerless Proud Heavens.

Therefore.

In the eyes of the Python Emperor, as long as the other can fully develop their potential, securing a good ranking in the Investiture of the Gods will certainly not be a problem.