20: Chapter 20 Xuandu and Duobao

Meanwhile, on the other side, Daoist Duobao led a group of Jiejiao Disciples, riding on streaks of light, speeding all the way. Before long, they caught sight of Jinao Island, wreathed in Immortal Qi and visited by ten thousand immortals, floating above the East Sea.

Aside from Duobao, the remaining Disciples all returned to their own island Immortal Caves.

Duobao himself, however, headed toward Biyou Palace to report on the situation in the Human Race territory.

In front of Biyou Palace, Duobao straightened his robes and walked briskly toward the palace.

Duobao bowed and said in a respectful voice, "Disciple Duobao requests an audience with Revered Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep, majestic, yet somewhat casual voice echoed from within Biyou Palace: "Come in."

Upon hearing this, Duobao stepped into the hall. He saw clouds and mist swirling within, and the aura of Innate Spirit Treasure rushing toward him. The Revered Master of Heaven sat atop the cloud bed, his eyes slightly closed, with the charm of Dao flowing around him, having already perceived everything that had happened in the East Sea.

Duobao took a step forward and bowed again: "Disciple has not failed Revered Master's entrustment. Working together with the Human Race and Ancestral Witch Houtu, we repelled the Yao Race army, slew the Demon God Xiangliu, and ensured the safety of the Human Race. However..."

At this point, Duobao paused slightly, a look of ingratiation appearing on his face: "In this great battle, the Spirit Treasures used by Disciple and the various Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters were heavily damaged. Therefore... Disciple dares to boldly request that Revered Master bestow some Spirit Materials and refined gold, so that Disciple may repair the damaged Spirit Treasures and bolster the strength of our Jiejiao."

The Revered Master of Heaven's holy eyes were deep, and he looked at Duobao with a smile that was not quite a smile, saying: "Duobao, how many times has this been? Every time after a battle, you come to Revered Master to beg for Spirit Materials. Do you think Revered Master's Spirit Materials are blown in by the wind?"

Duobao winked and gestured with his plump body: "How could that be, Revered Master? It is truly because Disciple has no Spirit Materials left that I come to Revered Master to ask. You also know that Disciple is busy with the management of Jiejiao and truly has no time to seek Opportunity."

"Enough, stop playing the victim. Remember to refine more Acquired Spirit Treasures for your Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters."

Having said this, the Revered Master of Heaven waved his large sleeve, and countless rays of spiritual light flew out from within, landing before Duobao.

Among them were Innate Geng Metal, Yi Wood Essence, Profound Water God Crystal, and Li Fire Essence, and even several pieces of Chaos Jade containing majestic Dao charm, all of which were rare, top-tier Artifact Refining Materials.

Seeing the mountain of Innate Spirit Materials before him, Duobao was overjoyed and quickly kowtowed: "Disciple thanks Revered Master for the bestowal! Revered Master is merciful!"

The Revered Master of Heaven nodded slightly and closed his holy eyes again: "Withdraw."

"Disciple takes his leave."

Duobao gathered all the Spirit Materials, respectfully exited Biyou Palace, and headed excitedly toward his own Immortal Cave.

Human Race territory.

Thanks to the preparations made in advance, plus the assistance of Jiejiao and the Wu Race, the Human Race did not suffer fundamental damage. Throughout the entire battle, only a few Innate Human Race members died in battle, and the tribe's Origin Qi remained intact.

However, although the Yao Race was repelled, the living environment was destroyed.

The poison of Xiangliu polluted the surrounding rivers and sea areas, causing the entire Coast of the East Sea to lose all vitality, making it no longer suitable for the Human Race to reside in.

But everything has its pros and cons.

The Yao Race army was completely annihilated here. The portable spaces of those great demons and demon kings all shattered the moment they died, and the Heaven And Earth Treasure, rare spiritual ores, and Cultivation resources stored within spilled all over the ground, becoming spoils of war easily obtained by the Human Race.

What was even more surprising was that after Xiangliu was slain, it also left behind its corpse-slaying treasure, a High Grade Innate Spirit Treasure—the Poison Bead. This treasure contained the Law of Poison and had infinite power. The Spirit Treasure was obtained by the Human Race, becoming the Human Race's only High Grade Innate Spirit Treasure.

Xuandu stood above the Human Race and bowed respectfully toward the direction of Shouyang Mountain, "Disciple requests Teacher to disperse the poison of Xiangliu."

As soon as the words fell, there was no strange rumbling in the heavens and earth, nor ten thousand rays of rosy light.

Only a wisp of Taiqing Dao charm, faint to the extreme, slowly descended from the direction of Shouyang Mountain. It seemed to exist yet not exist, but it purified the entire Coast of the East Sea of the fierce and evil poisonous mist.

Seeing this scene, Xuandu and the entire Human Race bowed once more toward the direction of Shouyang Mountain.

"Many thanks, Teacher!"

"The Human Race bows in thanks to the Taiqing Saint!"

After the poison was purified, coupled with the massive amount of Yao Race resources to support them, the speed of the Human Race's reconstruction was astonishing.

In just a short hundred years, the East Coast regained its vitality. The tribes were rebuilt, the clan members multiplied, and compared to before the war, it showed even more signs of prosperity and flourishing.

After the Human Race was settled, Xuandu did not linger and returned to Shouyang Mountain to continue Cultivating with devotion.

Before leaving, he left behind a large number of Golden Cores and Acquired Spirit Treasures.

The Coast of the East Sea had settled down.

At this time, in the Thirty-Six Heavens.

Because of the death of the Demon God Xiangliu, the Demon Emperor Dijun summoned all the high-ranking members of the Yao Race to discuss the matter of the witch-slaughtering sword.

At this moment, in the Lingxiao Palace of the Demon Emperor's Heavenly Court, black clouds pressed down, and Evil Qi soared into the sky.

The Demon Emperor Dijun sat high on the Heavenly Emperor's throne, his expression as cold as ice, and the True Sun Fire around him faintly agitated.

Donghuang Taiyi and the Xi Emperor Fuxi sat on both sides, while the Nine Great Demon Gods and the Demon Revered Master Kunpeng sat in the seats below. The entire hall was silent.

Finally, Dijun, in the highest seat, broke the silence in the hall, "Now that the Demon God Xiangliu has died in battle, the Yao Race's Luck has been damaged. Furthermore, through this incident, we know that the Human Race's resentment is not viable. Do you have any items that can replace the Human Race's resentment to continue refining the witch-slaughtering sword?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the demons in the hall began to discuss it heatedly.

Among the Yao Race, the wisest, Baize, was the first to step out and bow: "Reporting to the Demon Emperor, the Human Race's resentment is the greatest in the Primordial World and is most capable of restraining the Wu Race's turbid Evil Qi. Ordinary spiritual objects cannot replace it, but in the Primordial World, it is not that there are no substitutes."

Dijun's eyes brightened: "Demon Revered Master, speak freely."

"The Blood Sea." Baize's voice was loud and clear: "The Blood Sea was formed from the navel of the Great God Pangu. It is the gathering place for all the filth of the Primordial World and has collected all the resentment and blood Qi produced at the beginning of the birth of the Primordial World. This is the best substitute for the Human Race's resentment."

Upon hearing this, Dijun felt a stirring in his heart, but thinking of the Revered Master of the Blood Sea, he still looked troubled.

How could he not know that the endless resentment in the Blood Sea was the best material for refining the witch-slaughtering sword? But the Blood Sea was the territory of Old Ancestor Minghe.

Old Ancestor Minghe, with a cultivation of Quasi-Saint Perfection, was one of the top mighty figures in the Primordial World. Moreover, because of his Divine Ability, Blood God Child, it was claimed that as long as the Blood Sea did not dry up, Minghe would not die. Even a Saint could do nothing to him.

Who in the Primordial World did not know that Minghe treated the Blood Sea as his private property and would not share it with outsiders at all? The mosquito that was born in the Blood Sea had only absorbed a tiny bit of blood Qi and was chased and killed by Old Ancestor Minghe forever.

Asking him to give away enough Evil Qi to refine a witch-slaughtering sword would be impossible without sufficient benefits.

"Demon God Baize, do you know the rules of the Blood Sea?" Dijun's voice was as heavy as iron, "With Old Ancestor Minghe's temperament, how could he easily agree? To ask for so much Evil Qi, how difficult it is."

Baize's expression was difficult: "At this point, your subordinate can only suggest this method. The hundred-yuan cycle is approaching; the Demon Emperor must make a decision soon."