The Spirit Field atop Peng Demon Cliff was glowing faintly with spiritual halos.
Amidst the ridges of the field, six spirit fruit trees were planted—one bore crimson fire marrow fruits, another had leaves shimmering with the silver hue of Moon Dew Pears, and yet another was adorned with golden-lined Golden Glow Peaches. Each tree bore fruits that Chen Sheng loved to eat.
The Peacock Emperor was tending to the fruit trees, her gaze sweeping over leaves tinged with purple light. These were the Drunken Immortal Peaches she had personally cultivated for years, which she treasured dearly, even using the water from a Tier Three Spiritual Spring.
The Peng Demon Emperor stood beside her, wearing a loose golden robe, appearing more like a gentle figure at home rather than his usual imposing self.
He watched as his wife carefully tended to the fruit trees and spoke with a smile:
"In half a month, the fire marrow fruits should be ripe. By then, let's take the fruits to Golden Feather Peak to see Huan'Er and check if there's anything he needs over there."
The Peacock Emperor straightened up, her eyes filled with tenderness:
"Yes, this child has never been away from us since he was little. I wonder if he's getting used to being with his great-grandfather..."
As the couple spoke about their concern for their son, a hurried footstep echoed from the mountain path.
A member of the Demon Race, dressed in an attendant's blue attire, quickly ran to the edge of the Spirit Field, his face brimming with joy, almost overflowing. He bowed respectfully to the two and spoke with a voice trembling with excitement:
"Reporting, Emperor and Imperial Consort! News from Golden Feather Peak—Young Master has achieved enlightenment in three months, and the Demon Venerable personally gifted him the Yin Yang Jade, also allowing him to reside in the Enlightenment Hall for personal guidance every day!"
"What?!"
The Peng Demon Emperor abruptly stopped, his previously gentle eyes suddenly lit up, like they were infused with golden light, and even his voice involuntarily rose by several pitches.
He stepped forward, grabbing the attendant's arm, pressing him further:
Krijg op elke leeftijd een erectie met deze oude truc! Tweemaal daags innemenOpen
"Say that again? Great-grandfather is personally guiding Huan'Er? And gifted the Yin Yang Jade?"
He asked eagerly—The Enlightenment Hall was a place that only great-grandfather's first offspring, the Eldest Princess, was qualified to reside in back then.
The Yin Yang Jade is a supreme treasure refined by the Demon Venerable, only rewarded to Great Demon Emperors who have made significant contributions.
The Peacock Emperor, hearing the news, also inquired about the situation: "Is Huan'Er adapting well at Golden Feather Peak?"
The attendant nodded quickly, his tone respectful and filled with joy:
"Replying to the Imperial Consort, the attendants at Golden Feather Peak say that Young Master is adapting very well. Aside from listening to the Demon Venerable's lectures, he practices cultivation on his own in the Enlightenment Hall. The Demon Venerable praises Young Master profusely, saying he has an extraordinary aptitude!"
"Hahaha! Good! Good!"
The Peng Demon Emperor burst into hearty laughter, giving the Peacock Emperor a proud slap on the shoulder:
"As expected of my son, the Peng Demon Emperor! With great-grandfather's personal guidance, this child's future will surely surpass ours!"
He turned to the attendant and instructed, his voice crisp and decisive:
"Go to the Treasure Vault immediately! Pick a basket each of Huan'Er's favorite fire marrow fruits and Golden Glow Peaches. Tomorrow, I will personally deliver them to Golden Feather Peak!"
The Peacock Emperor quickly added, her tone urgent: "Wait! Also bring Huan'Er's favorite Profound Fox Fur blanket!"
The couple continued their discussion, with the Peng Demon Emperor busy listing the items to bring, while the Peacock Emperor thoughtfully considered the details of their child's life...
For a moment, even the spirit fruit trees between the ridges seemed to share in their joy, the purple light on the leaves growing ever brighter.
...
In stark contrast to the lively atmosphere of Peng Demon Cliff, the "Golden Roc Hall," where the Eldest Princess resided, exuded an aura of serene majesty.
The hall was built entirely of dark stone, lacking unnecessary embellishments, with only a pair of winged Golden Roc reliefs carved on either side of the hall's entrance.
Inside, simplicity prevailed—a central white jade desk, with a roll of aged "Detailed Explanation of Yin Yang Dao Principles" spread out on it, accompanied by a jade cup filled with spiritual liquid.
A Profound Jade Chair stood behind the desk, where the Eldest Princess sat, dressed in silver-white palace robes embroidered with gold, her long hair tied up with a simple golden hairpin. She emanated a serene presence characteristic of a Late-stage Tier Four Great Demon Emperor, a pressure not violent but as profound as the deep sea, making one hesitant to approach.
Her gaze fell upon the tome, concentrating on the words "Yin Yang Inference Primordial Spirit," her brows slightly furrowed, clearly immersed in the enlightenment of "Primordial Spirit Transformation."
To her, breaking through the Divinity Transformation Realm was paramount, and she rarely concerned herself with mundane affairs of the clan.
A close attendant entered the hall cautiously, treading lightly to avoid disturbing the princess.
She stood in the center of the hall after bowing, reporting respectfully:
"Princess, there is news from Golden Feather Peak. They say... Young Master Peng Huan has achieved enlightenment in three months. The Demon Venerable personally gifted him the Yin Yang Jade and allows him to reside in the Enlightenment Hall for daily personal guidance."
Upon hearing this, the Eldest Princess slowly placed the tome down and raised her head. Her features were exquisite, her brow carrying a trace of heroism similar to the Peng Demon Emperor, yet exuding more composure than her father.
Hearing of Huan'Er's accomplishment, her eyes exhibited no surprise, but rather, her lips curled into a faint smile, her tone as calm as if discussing an ordinary matter:
"Oh? So Huan'Er is so perceptive? It seems Father's judgment was correct. This child, steady from a young age, is indeed promising cultivator material."
The close attendant, astute and decisive, quickly relayed ensuing rumors and whispers gathered, detailed them for the princess.
The Eldest Princess's gaze turned chilly, her demonic emperor's presence instantaneously intensifying, thickening the hall's atmosphere as if freezing the air.
Yet, her tone remained calm, betraying no anger:
"It seems some subordinates in the clan have far too much idle time, to even concoct such rumors. Go and find those spreading gossip. I want to see who has the audacity to meddle in the affairs of our Golden-winged Roc Race behind our backs."
Half an hour later, two demon race members dressed in coarse cloth were escorted into the hall by guards.
The two were pale and trembling all over. As soon as they stepped into the hall, they fell to their knees with a thud, their kneecaps hitting the stone slabs with a muffled sound.
They kowtowed repeatedly, quickly bruising their foreheads and speaking with a cry in their voice, "Princess, spare us! Princess, spare us! We were momentarily confused by idle talk and will never dare do it again!"
The Eldest Princess slowly stood up, walked to the two, and glanced coldly over them, her tone without a ripple, yet carrying unquestionable authority:
"The Golden-winged Roc Race has always revered strength and valued unity. Huan'Er is my direct grand-nephew, gifted with talent and able to receive guidance from the father. It is the good fortune of our race and my fortune as well."
She paused, then her voice suddenly turned stern:
"However, you dared to spread rumors and sow discord among the tribe, attempting to disrupt our peace. Such behavior is unforgivable!"
Before her words had finished, the Eldest Princess waved her hand.
A golden Sword Qi of the Peng Race shot out from her fingertip, swift as lightning, with a sharp sound of breaking air, precisely landing between the two servants' brows.
The two didn't even have time to utter a scream before their bodies fell to the ground, eyes dull, void of breath.
These two were truly unfortunate. Such rumors usually have powerful figures behind them, yet these two, being foolish, stood out the most obviously at the bottom.
The Eldest Princess, engrossed in cultivation, had no heart to investigate further, intending only to make her stance clear—directly taking decisive action to serve as a warning and thus ending the matter.
The Eldest Princess retracted her hand and instructed outwardly, her tone restored to calm: "Drag their bodies out, hang them above the tribe's gate as a warning to others! Inform all servants, should any dare to spread rumors or sow discord again, these two will be their end!"
"Yes!"
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The guards outside the hall responded in unison, quickly stepping forward and dragging the corpses out of the hall.
Inside the hall, the maids and other servants were all shaking with fear, their heads lowered even more, their gazes towards the Eldest Princess filled with reverence.
This Princess, not only of profound cultivation, also had decisiveness in judgments, by no means the so-called "narrow-minded" person as rumor had it.
The Eldest Princess sat back before the jade chair, picked up the "Detailed Explanation of Yin Yang Dao Principles" from the table, the oppressive aura around her gradually dissipated, soon immersing herself in the comprehension of Dao Principles.
To her, what are called "resources" and "status" are fleeting like a passing cloud in front of the temptation and allure of "Primordial Spirit Transformation" and the Divinity Transformation Realm.
News quickly reached Golden Feather Peak, where the Golden Feather Demon Venerable was sitting on the jade couch in the palace, listening to the attendant's report, a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"As expected of the Eldest Princess of my Golden-winged Roc Race, she has the foresight, the determination, such a disposition, might indeed conquer the Divinity Transformation Realm."
Previously, he worried someone in the tribe might harbor jealousy towards Huan'Er's treatment, causing conflict. Now it seems he overthought it.
His eldest daughter's calmness and decisiveness sufficiently deterred those with ulterior motives, clearing unnecessary obstacles on Huan'Er's cultivation path.
The Golden Feather Demon Venerable, feeling moved, took out a scroll of Daoist Scripture written by his own hand as a gesture to show his attitude, then instructed the attendant to deliver it:
"Take this to the Golden Roc Hall for me."
The attendant nodded: "Understood!"
...
In the Enlightenment Hall of Golden Feather Peak, rich Yin Yang Dao Rhyme filled the air.
In the center of the hall, on a Cold Jade Meditation Mat, Chen Sheng sat cross-legged, eyes gently closed, surrounded by black and white streams of air gradually forming a rotating shadow of a Yin Yang Fish.
He held a lustrous Yin Yang Jade in his hand, pressing it against his Dantian, incessantly releasing pure Yin-Yang Power, circulating through his meridians to every part of his body.
With each breath, the Yin Yang Qi in the hall was drawn into his body, merging with his bloodline power and through the Secret Technique of the "Golden Roc Devouring Heaven Technique," converted into understanding of the Yin Yang Dao Principle.
At his brow, a faint purple peng bird mark slightly flickered, within it vaguely flowing black and white Qi—a sign of preliminary fusion of his demon race bloodline with the Yin-Yang Great Dao.
At this moment, Chen Sheng's consciousness was immersed in a vast Yin-Yang World—before his eyes, sometimes a sky full of stars appeared, sometimes blazing suns shone, stars and sun alternated, unfolding the true essence of the Great Dao of "Mutual Generation and Mutual Destruction of Yin and Yang."
The foundational cultivation of Nascent Soul Great Perfection in his past life, like a solid cornerstone, allowed him to swiftly comprehend these profound Dao Principles.
"My goal has never been the Demon Emperor, but Divinity Transformation."
In his past life, he was stuck at Nascent Soul Great Perfection, never able to touch the threshold of Divinity Transformation.
Now reborn, possessing a Half-Saint Bloodline and guidance from the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, controlling two bodies, the Great Dao of Divinity Transformation was no longer an unattainable dream.
His thoughts gradually drifted towards the planning of the two bodies. In the future, the human race's Yang Soul would mainly cultivate Sword Dao, taking the path of "Supreme Purity," so as not to waste the Sword Dao foundation of the past life and the top-level talent of being a "Sword Dao Genius."
From "Sword Light Division" to "Sword Heart Clarity," then to "Void Sword Domain," and finally to proving Primordial Spirit with the sword, making Sword Dao the sharp blade to break through into Divinity Transformation.
By then, the combination of Void and Sword Dao would create his unique "Void Sword Dao," slicing through all obstacles.
The demon race's Yin Soul, naturally fitting with the Yin-Yang Great Dao.
The Yin Yang Dao Principle contained in the Half-Saint Bloodline, coupled with personal guidance from the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, granted this body the ideal conditions to cultivate the Yin-Yang Great Dao.
In the future, the demon race body would primarily cultivate the Yin-Yang Great Dao, taking the path of "Yin Yang Inference Primordial Spirit."
First comprehending "Yin Yang Transformation," then mastering "Yin Yang Dao Principle Embodiment," and ultimately blending Yin Yang Qi into the Divine Soul, condensing the "Yin Yang Primordial Spirit."
Such a Primordial Spirit could control both life force and annihilation, enough to stand firm in the Divinity Transformation Realm.
"Two bodies, two Great Daos, ultimately converging, all leading to Divinity Transformation."
Chen Sheng understood in his heart, his consciousness slowly withdrew from the Yin-Yang World.
He slowly opened his eyes, black and white Qi flashed and disappeared in his pupils, the shadow of the Yin Yang Fish around him gradually receding, merging into his body.
He waved a hand, a stream of faint black Yin Qi shot from his fingertip, landing on a stone pillar in the hall, instantly forming a thin layer of ice on the pillar's surface.
Then he waved another hand, a stream of white Yang Qi shot out, the thin ice instantly melted, and even a faint warmth diffused on the stone pillar—he had refined his control over Yin and Yang Qi yet again.
He looked down at the Yin Yang Jade in his hand, the runes on the jade surface became more brilliant, apparently also more dynamic due to his understanding.
Chen Sheng mused in his heart:
"With the guidance of the Demon Venerable and bloodline support, the demon race body's Yin-Yang Great Dao will surely progress steadily."
"As for the human race body, currently without danger, progressing step-by-step in Sword Refining cultivation will suffice. As for resources, they amount to just one word, 'fight'!"