383: Chapter 393 The Demonic Sect's Supplies After 99 Rebirths! Su Mo Goes Berserk!

Su Feng finally locked his gaze firmly onto that line of text in the System's notes.

"99 Rebirths?"

"Isn't this the quintessential template for a protagonist with a hundred lifetimes?"

"It has already been used 70 times, and the rating is SSS. If it hadn't been used even once initially, how high would the System rating for this Physique be?"

"Having undergone 70 consecutive Rebirths, what kind of cruel experiences are hidden within this emaciated little frame?"

"And what connection does that wisp of Primordial Qi have with her Rebirth?"

Su Feng pondered for a long time.

In the end, he turned off the tiankui mirror and gave up the plan to intervene directly.

"Children and grandchildren will have their own fortunes. If he, as the Old Ancestor, had to step in to solve every single thing, how would these youngsters ever grow?"

"The Brilliant Star Domain is a good place; the forces here are intertwined and the waters are extremely deep. It is perfectly suited to serve as a whetstone for the second generation of the Su Family to test their blades."

"Husband, there has been a new breakthrough in the research on the Demonic Egg. I must go and take a look."

Wu Qin, who was beside him, suddenly sat up. She was a commander with a profound sense of responsibility.

Although she cherished these moments of intimacy, she knew clearly what was more important.

"You've worked hard," Su Feng said, looking at her. He didn't feel dissatisfied because his wife was overly independent; instead, his eyes were filled with pride.

"As long as I can help you, it's not hard at all!"

Wu Qin decisively pushed aside the thin blanket and quickly changed back into the armor belonging to a commander.

She turned and walked out of the commander's tent, decisive and crisp, without the slightest hesitation.

Just as Su Feng was preparing to close his eyes and rest, a message from Empress Jiuyou suddenly came through his communication talisman.

Knowing that this woman was a workaholic who had nothing but Cultivation on her mind, Su Feng replied casually:

"The path of Cultivation emphasizes gradual progress and staying grounded. Isn't this the Dao you once believed in most? Do not be overly eager for success."

After the reply was sent, the messages from the Jiuyou side stopped immediately.

Su Feng let out a long breath, thinking that this once extremely competitive Empress had finally seen the light and was preparing to go into seclusion with peace of mind.

However, the next moment, Su Feng sensed a chill coming from behind him.

The space rippled slightly.

"Husband..."

A breath, carrying a touch of resentment and warmth, brushed against Su Feng's ear.

"I used to think that one could only rely on oneself for everything. But you let me know what a shortcut is!"

"Dual Cultivation with you is not only fast, but the Immortal power obtained is infinitely more solid than what I gain from my own bitter cultivation!"

Empress Jiuyou wrapped her arms around Su Feng's neck from behind, her movements practiced, having long since lost the shyness and reserve she had in the past.

She bit her red lips and said righteously: "Rest assured, I am not greedy. As long as you give me three years of Cultivation resources, I will leave immediately after solidifying my foundation!"

"I have a premonition that as long as we do this one more time, it won't be long before I can advance to the Late Stage of the Great Emperor!"

Jiuyou pressed her face against Su Feng's back, her tone carrying a hint of seductive threat: "Husband, you wouldn't want to lose a wife with the combat power of a Late Stage Great Emperor, would you?"

Su Feng rubbed his forehead in a headache.

"Xiao Jiu... calm down, I just finished..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiuyou directly pressed Su Feng down onto the bed, her eyes revealing a fanatical desire for strength.

"I cannot calm down at all!!"

"Give it to me quickly!!"

Inside Wu Qin's commander's tent, Su Feng's helpless sigh once again sounded, along with Jiuyou's eager...

"You bunch of brats, you better hurry up and make something of yourselves out there for me..." Su Feng shouted silently in his heart.

...

Brilliant Star Domain, inside Qingxin Pavilion.

Little Bell was standing in front of the counter, tending to the pharmacy.

And Su Dao was not lying on the rocking chair sleeping at this moment.

He paced back and forth in the front hall, the communication talisman in his hand glowing faintly, but he had yet to receive any reply.

Little Bell stole a glance at him. She knew that the Boss was worried about the young man in armor who had come to the shop last time.

She actually envied this feeling of being cared for by someone.

Ever since she could remember, she had been captured by the Demonic Sect to be used as a consumable for drug testing, always struggling painfully on the edge of life and death.

The thousands of consumables who were captured in the same batch as her had long since died out.

Only she was able to miraculously survive every time she was fed poison.

If it hadn't been for the last time, when the new poison tested by the Demonic Sect Elder was too potent, causing her to lose her breath and movement for several whole days...

The people of the Demonic Sect thought she had finally died completely, so they threw her out as an abandoned corpse, and she was subsequently picked up by that down-and-out Cultivator; otherwise, she would not have been able to meet Su Dao.

"Little Bell... I need to go out for a while. If you encounter something you don't understand, just tell them to buy it elsewhere."

Three whole months had passed since Su Xuan went missing.

Su Dao, who was usually calm and steady, finally could not sit still anymore.

"Okay..."

After these few months of recuperation, Little Bell was already able to communicate simply and normally, and her eyes were no longer filled with that dead, numb look from when they first met.

She nodded obediently.

Su Dao's figure slowly disappeared from before Little Bell's eyes.

Looking at the place where Su Dao disappeared, Little Bell did not go off to slack off just because the Boss was not there.

Although she had already memorized those books Su Dao gave her, she still insisted on reading and reciting them again several times every day.

Only when reading these things could she feel at ease.

Three months is but a snap of the fingers for a Cultivator.

But for this group of Su Family brothers, these three months were enough for them to see the true face of this place, which was touted as the most fertile land in the Great Thousand Star Domain.

The filth beneath the glamorous exterior of this Brilliant Star Domain!

In the central region of the Brilliant Star Domain, at an underground slave trading market of the top merchant guild, the "Wanbao Pavilion."

The air here was turbid, and the pungent smell of blood was intertwined with desperate cries.

Locked in the iron cages were not Yao Beasts, but hundreds upon hundreds of low-level Loose Cultivators who had been forcibly captured from the border.

"Hurry up! Load this new batch of drug ingredients onto the ship! The Old Ancestor of the Tianxuan Sect wants to refine a Longevity Pill and has specifically named that he wants three hundred living people for the sacrificial furnace!" A deacon of the Wanbao Pavilion brandished a barbed whip, ruthlessly whipping those stumbling Cultivators.

"Deacon... wasn't it said that the Realm Demons invaded the front lines? Shouldn't we be going to the front lines to kill the enemy? Why capture us..." a Loose Cultivator cried out in despair.

"Go to the front lines to kill the enemy? With lives as cheap as yours?"

The deacon sneered and kicked the Loose Cultivator to the ground: "The big shots above are handling the Realm Demons. You trash in the Immortal Realm, being able to provide blood Qi for the Old Ancestors to refine Alchemy is your greatest value! Stop talking nonsense, move quickly!"

"Boom—!"

Suddenly, the thick profound iron gate of the underground trading market was violently kicked to pieces by someone!

Amidst the stunned gazes of the guards, a wild young man holding a black demonic blade, his body covered in demonic patterns, strode in.

It was none other than Su Mo!

Su Mo looked at the Cultivators who were imprisoned like livestock before him, a flash of disgust and killing intent crossing his eyes.

"I'm out there on the Realm Battlefield risking my life against demons, and you bastards are actually capturing your own people in the rear for Alchemy?!"

"Who is it?! You dare to interfere in the affairs of the Wanbao Pavilion, you're courting death!" Several Golden Immortal realm guest Elders shouted angrily and lunged at Su Mo.

"Screw the Wanbao Pavilion!"

Su Mo's eyes turned cold, and a hundred-zhang Demonic God manifestation suddenly appeared behind him.

He swept his demonic blade horizontally, directly hacking those few evil-doing Elders, along with the whip-wielding deacon, into a sky full of blood mist!

After killing several people with one slash, Su Mo thrust his blade fiercely into the ground and scanned the guards who were scared out of their wits.

"I'm not here to rob today, I'm just asking for information! Who can tell me where there have been abnormal Void Realm fluctuations in the last few months?! Or who has seen someone wearing dark golden armor and holding a long spear?!"