Chapter 602 - 601: Demon Refining Cave Heaven

Chapter 602: Chapter 601: Demon Refining Cave Heaven

"Twelve Half-Step Martial Dao Great Powers: Chunyu Fengshen, Gongyang Zi, Gongsun Hong, Ye Guangji, Lingyangwei, Red Flame Crossbow, Jian Zongyuan, Taishu Fengyun, Dongfang Qingyun, Zhi Yao, Yang Changsheng, and Panwu!"

Wang Dao Yi smiled. "These twelve are known as the Star Cloud Twelve Sons. As everyone knows, they are the young powerhouses with the highest hopes of advancing to True Inheritance this time!"

Qin Feng said, "I don’t think that rumor is entirely accurate. I feel we should add you, Brother Wang, for the so-called Star Cloud Twelve Sons to live up to its name!"

Wang Dao Yi gave Qin Feng a meaningful look. "The feeling is mutual!"

"Actually, someone has also made a ranking for these twelve!"

Qin Feng’s eyes flickered. "Oh? What is it?"

Wang Dao Yi’s gaze swept over the twelve Half-Step Martial Dao Great Power young experts, and he spoke slowly.

"The strongest, of course, is Panwu. He hails from the Pangu Clan. The Pangu Clan’s bloodline contains an incredible power; they are the descendants of the Ancient God of Creation!"

"Ranked second is Jian Zongyuan, third is Dongfang Qingyun, fourth is Gongsun Hong, fifth is Gongyang Zi, sixth is Red Flame Crossbow, seventh is Chunyu Fengshen, eighth is Zhi Yao, ninth is Taishu Fengyun, tenth is Lingyangwei, eleventh is Ye Guangji, and twelfth is Yang Changsheng!"

"Among them, five are known as the Five Emperors. They each cultivate techniques derived from the Star Sect’s core True Inheritance, the Mythical Level Martial Arts known as the *Five Emperors True Scripture*: the *Cyan Emperor Scripture*, the *White Emperor Scripture*, the *Black Emperor Scripture*, the *Red Emperor Scripture*, and the *Yellow Emperor Scripture*!"

A Mythical Level Technique. This was a peerless scripture that surpassed even Legendary Level Techniques.

Qin Feng’s expression grew solemn.

"They are Cyan Emperor Lingyangwei, Yellow Emperor Gongsun Hong, Red Emperor’s Red Flame Crossbow, Black Emperor Ye Guangji, and White Emperor Dongfang Qingyun!"

Qin Feng’s gaze swept over the five among the twelve. He was surprised to see that the Black Emperor, Ye Guangji, was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in black.

The White Emperor, Dongfang Qingyun, seemed to notice his gaze, and a peerlessly sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Qin Feng was inwardly shaken, but he said aloud, "I never would have thought Brother Wang would be so knowledgeable about these powerhouses. You know them like the back of your hand!"

Wang Dao Yi shook his head. "These people are active on all the major battlefields. They’ve adventured across the Spirit Sea Continent and slain many powerful experts, so their fame is widespread. Only a Cultivation Fanatic like you, who pays no mind to worldly matters, would be unfamiliar with them!"

"Zong Wuxiang, is that the Sealed Marquis Genius, Qin Feng, you were talking about? He certainly has guts, daring to participate in the True Inheritance Ceremony with only a Sea of Reincarnation Realm cultivation! He doesn’t know his own limits!"

On a nebula, dozens of young powerhouses were gathered.

At their head were four True Disciples.

Ma Tianjiao, Nangong Yunhua, Tang Xi, and Li Yan.

Behind the four True Disciple overlords, whose auras were surging and immense, followed a group of Inner Sect Disciples including Zong Wuxiang, Jiang Chao, and Ren Xiaoyao.

The one who spoke was Li Yan.

Zong Wuxiang was, of course, aware of the dissatisfaction in Li Yan’s tone. It was mainly because of Qin Honglian.

No one could have imagined that Honglian was Qin Feng’s Mistress.

With a hint of reverence on his face, Zong Wuxiang set aside his usual playful demeanor. "Senior Brother Li, this junior brother doesn’t think Junior Brother Qin Feng’s actions are reckless. Senior Brother, don’t just look at his Sea of Reincarnation Realm Peak cultivation. He has suppressed Nirvana Realm Martial Arts Giants on several occasions! He’s even taken down peerless prodigies from the Martial Arts Pride Ranking!"

He said seriously, "And most importantly, it seems he has a great feud with ’that person’s’ adopted son, Ye Ding. If we can win him over, he will definitely become Senior Brother Shi Xuan’s right-hand man in the future!"

Li Yan’s expression was noncommittal.

Zong Wuxiang looked toward the other three True Disciples. These three were the most capable powerhouses under Shi Xuan’s command, each a Duke of the Star Sect in their own right.

Ma Tianjiao’s face was impassive. Tang Xi stood with his arms crossed. Neither of their expressions changed.

"Junior Brother, you’re too hasty," Nangong Yunhua said, his hands clasped behind his back. "He’s just a Sealed Marquis Genius. Geniuses like him are always arrogant and unruly. Look, he’s only been at the All Stars Academy for a year and is already rushing to participate in the True Inheritance Ceremony. His mindset is clearly unstable, his head already turned by the halo of his own achievements. It’s obviously not the right time to approach him. If we want to recruit him, we should naturally wait until he fails and his confidence is shaken. Only when he has lost everything will he know how to be grateful to the one who gives him a chance!"

Seeing the expressions of the four, Zong Wuxiang felt helpless and could only hold his tongue.

His gaze shifted to the opposite side, where the eyes of five other True Disciples were fixed on Ye Ding.

Zong Wuxiang felt a little worried. If Ye Ding became a True Disciple this time, then that person’s faction would likely expand even further.

「Meanwhile, high up in the clouds.」

The Hall Master of the Medicine King Hall and the three Elders—Yan Li, Jiang Wei, and Hua Zhiqing—all looked rather displeased.

"Hall Master Du, so these are your contestants for this generation of True Disciples? As expected, your Medicine King Hall always has the most participants of all the halls and peaks! Brother Du, I’m not trying to criticize you, but what’s the use of having so many people? It’s just quantity over quality!"

The slightly mocking words came from a figure emanating boundless golden light, drawing the attention of many surrounding Elders.

Many of the Elders chuckled softly.

The Medicine King Hall had a deep foundation and was extremely powerful overall, but for some reason, it hadn’t produced any outstanding disciples in recent years.

In contrast, other halls like the Li Huo Hall, Medical King Hall, Demon Poison Hall, Changsheng Hall, and Blood River Hall, despite being considerably weaker, would produce one or two True Disciples every three to four hundred years.

"Hmph, old Huo, don’t get too cocky. This time, my Medicine King Hall has two disciples among the Star Cloud Twelve Sons. Perhaps my Medicine King Hall will see two disciples advance to True Inheritance at once!"

The Hall Master of the Medicine King Hall showed no weakness.

The Li Huo Hall Master was unfazed. "That’s not a given. Rankings don’t guarantee a spot as a True Disciple. If that were the case, why not just give the positions directly to those twelve? Besides, your Medicine King Hall’s Cyan Emperor Lingyangwei and Mu Gong Yang Changsheng are ranked tenth and twelfth, respectively. I remember very clearly that there are only nine spots in this True Inheritance Ceremony. If they were simply taken from the top, they would only go to the top nine!"

The Medicine King Hall Master sneered. "Old Huo, didn’t you just say it yourself? Rankings don’t mean everything. Your Red Flame Crossbow isn’t guaranteed a spot in the top nine either!"

The Li Huo Hall Master chuckled lightly.

Just then, countless streams of Purple Qi appeared in the sky. A purple cloud swirled overhead, and a staircase formed from violet light materialized. From deep within the staircase, a clear voice suddenly echoed below the Demon Refining Tower.

"It seems everyone has arrived. Welcome to the Demon Refining Cave Heaven. I am very pleased to be able to preside over this generation’s True Inheritance Ceremony!"

The young powerhouses all looked up to see that, at some unknown point, a purple-robed figure had appeared in the Void above. No one could see his face clearly. They only felt a presence like a god of the Firmament, his majesty transcending the infinite Void, immeasurable and absolute.

Beside the purple-robed man, four other hazy, cyan radiances descended.

Upon seeing the five figures, everyone—from all the halls and peaks, all the Hall Masters, Elders, and disciples—bowed in unison.