Chapter 2343 - 2348: Encyclopedia Book

Chapter 2343: Chapter 2348: Encyclopedia Book

"Long live our emperor for ten thousand years!"

Xia Liu’s decisiveness terrified Blood Tears.

How could the Blood Demon Clan resist such a powerful being?

At this moment, the only option was to bow down, to give up everything, in order to preserve life.

If the mountain remains, one won’t worry about firewood to burn.

"Long live our emperor for ten thousand years!"

...

As the Blood Demon Emperor, Blood Tears had already knelt down.

Within Blood Yuan City, who would dare to disobey?

Soon, all the cultivators of the Blood Demon Clan, common people, and some foreign clan cultivators living in the city knelt down.

For Xia Liu’s demon consciousness had enveloped this entire domain.

Kneeling was simply a gesture of sincerity towards him.

"That’s more like it. My request is not excessive; serve for a thousand years, offer up your soul origins, after a thousand years, someone will return them to you."

"Thank you, our emperor!"

"Thank you, our emperor!"

Upon hearing Xia Liu say this,

Blood Tears nearly shed tears.

Perhaps after a thousand years, the Blood Demon Clan would have changed.

But at least they could regain their freedom.

To have such an outcome after angering a supreme being, they were content.

"Within a quarter of an hour, all those with Blood Demon Clan bloodline, assemble at the city gate."

Xia Liu’s demonic voice resonated, and no one dared disobey, hastily gathering from all corners of the city.

"Blood Tears, I give you two days to record the city’s resources and various data neatly and clearly, then send them to the Spectral Demon Clan."

"Rest assured, my emperor, Blood Tears knows what to do."

Blood Tears had detected the Blood Slaying Curse appearing in the direction of the Spectral Demon Clan, which showed Xia Liu’s stance.

The outcome was as he expected, any slight change

would make the Blood Demon Clan slaves to the Spectral Demon Clan.

Once at the peak of the four nations, the Blood Demon Clan now,

for the next thousand years, would merely be slaves to another clan.

"Additionally, the Blood Slaying Curse on me, remove it."

"This I cannot undo."

"Hmm?"

If Xia Liu hadn’t seen Blood Tears’ awkward expression, he might have thought this guy intended to keep the curse on him.

Perhaps using external forces to kill him.

"Because the curse originates from the bloodline divine ability, removing it might have been possible in ancient times, but now the clan no longer has the materials to lift the Blood Slaying Curse."

"Alright, but this curse will vanish over time limits, so undoing it doesn’t really matter."

Xia Liu was not discouraged.

With this curse, when killing someone,

it absorbs a bit of the opponent’s strength.

This power, when gathered at its peak,

is indeed a terrifying existence.

If in the future, I refine the peak Blood Slaying Curse power,

perhaps I can advance a stage.

"My emperor, I can accelerate the dispersal of your curse to within three years."

This was the best Blood Tears could do.

"Alright, give it a try."

In a few breaths, the blood-red hue on Xia Liu diminished somewhat.

Not diminished, but greatly concealed.

With the restriction inheritance he received,

it was now almost completely hidden.

Aside from the Blood Demon Clan’s Demon Lord powerhouses,

no one else would likely detect the Blood Slaying Curse anymore.

When in the future, before the curse disappears, Xia Liu will naturally receive the power.

It can be considered a rather good method of improvement.

Once the Blood Demon Clan had gathered at the city gate,

Xia Liu used a secret technique, and in a few minutes, he had collected everyone’s soul origins.

Without saying more, Xia Liu left into the sky.

This confrontation he never intended to expend anything.

Had it not been for the emergence of Chu Fei as a variable,

Xia Liu would have probably waited in Ghost Demon City, and Blood Tears would have brought people over to offer their soul origins.

Yet Xia Liu did not mind coming this time.

Because he acquired a detailed book on the Divine Demon Palace’s curriculum!

His consciousness surged into the Floating Demon Tower.

Xia Liu saw Chu Fei’s demon infant on the first floor, being restrained and refined by the Soul Devouring Demon Fire.

At this moment, Chu Fei bore little resemblance to the former Great Elder of the Divine Demon Palace’s Outer Sect.

His demon infant was far less mighty than before.

Entrapped by the demon fire, its expression was despondent.

There was also unspeakable pain.

Soul Devouring Demon Fire, as the name implies, mainly targets the soul.

The demon infant is indeed the soul of the cultivator.

It manifests in a solid state.

If the demon infant is scattered, the soul perishes and enters reincarnation.

In this state, if Xia Liu permanently confined Chu Fei in the Floating Demon Tower,

he would be unable to enter reincarnation, eternally tormented by the demon fire—a true fate worse than death!

Feeling Xia Liu’s consciousness beside him, Chu Fei lamented,

"Senior, I, Chu, truly know my mistake, I beg you to spare me."

"I once warned you before you acted, yet you disregarded my words; now you expect me to heed yours?"

Xia Liu laughed.

People, when endowed with power and status, often think they can freely demean others.

You might be proud, but you must also possess the requisite qualifications.

Otherwise, you’re just a fool.

"Senior, have mercy!"

Chu Fei dared not show an ounce of defiance now.

For Xia Liu was truly frightening.

Especially this demon tower.

It was undoubtedly an ancient powerful divine artifact!

The aura lingering within the first floor of the Floating Demon Tower,

shook his spirit time and again.

"It’s not impossible to spare you..."

"Thank you, senior, for your mercy! Thank you, senior, for your mercy!"

Before Xia Liu could finish, Chu Fei rapidly kowtowed in gratitude,

afraid Xia Liu might change his mind.

"Don’t rush, listen to me finish."

"Please, senior, enlighten."

"Since you are the Great Elder of the Outer Sect of the Divine Demon Palace, entering the Ancient Storage Tower should be easy, right?"

...

Hearing the words "Ancient Storage Tower," Chu Fei became awkward.

That was a forbidden place the Divine Demon Palace prided itself upon.

As an Outer Sect Great Elder, he could only enter once every fifty years for a glimpse.

Moreover, the duration wasn’t very long.

Xia Liu’s words made it sound easy, simply flattery.

"What’s the matter? Don’t tell me you don’t know about the Divine Demon Palace’s Ancient Storage Tower."

"Don’t misunderstand, senior. The reason I don’t dare agree swiftly is due to the Ancient Storage Tower’s peculiar nature."

Chu Fei lamented: "The Ancient Storage Tower is the foundation of the Divine Demon Palace; as a Demon Lord powerhouse, unless under special circumstances, one must wait fifty years to enter..."

After a short while, Xia Liu understood.

The Ancient Storage Tower was specially opened for the Inner Sect Core Disciples.

Because there was a spirit within the Ancient Storage Tower, those qualified to enter would be led by the storage spirit to find a cultivation technique or divine skill they desired.

Sometimes, the storage spirit was mischievous, forcefully stuffing several divine skills or cultivation techniques, then ejecting those qualified to enter.

In short, the Ancient Storage Tower was extremely unique.

Even Inner Sect Elders received no special treatment.

"Doesn’t this mean that becoming a Core Disciple of the Divine Demon Palace is the fastest way to enter the Ancient Storage Tower?"

"Indeed, it is so."

Saying the words "disciple," Chu Fei wept.

Yet this time, surviving such a calamity might also be attributed to this matter.

If he had been defiant before Xia Liu, now he might already be a corpse...