Chapter 259 It's so frustrating, why isn't it growing yet?

"I don't want to be a dead eunuch!!!"

Red Ancestor roared and erupted; the scenes before his eyes collapsed in his fury, and golden light swallowed everything.

Swish!

When everything dissipated, Red Ancestor's Primordial Spirit returned to his Physical Body, his body drenched in cold sweat, almost sinking into Reincarnation, unable to extricate himself.

Looking up, he met Yan Chu's mocking gaze.

He froze, suddenly remembering something. His withered, chicken-claw-like hand slowly reached down, feeling nothing. His expression stiffened; he could no longer remain calm and almost burst into tears.

Having been in Reincarnation for so long, he had just returned and forgotten.

In this life, he was also a eunuch!

In those lifetimes of Reincarnation, the scenes of every life were so real, and the pain of every cutting was deeply engraved in his memory, making him believe that those were his past lives, not some illusion.

"Am I a eunuch in every life?"

Even with Red Ancestor's centuries of Dao, he couldn't help but feel deep doubt, his face showing an expression of extreme shame and indignation.

Just a moment ago, he had been somewhat proud of being a eunuch.

After all, compared to that bit of flesh, he was a top Celestial Being Expert who had opened two Divine Treasuries, standing at the pinnacle of this world.

But if he were a eunuch in every life, unable to taste a woman, what kind of torture was that?

"I don't want to be a eunuch anymore!!"

"I want to be a real man!!"

At this moment, the memories of the Wheel-Turning King took precedence in Red Ancestor's mind; he wanted to taste a woman and was unwilling to enter the palace again.

The Wheel-Turning King might need the Moro Remains, but he did not.

"Ah!!!!"

He erupted with golden light, concentrating it below his abdomen. A vast, masculine aura spewed out, covering nearly a hundred miles, dyeing everything a brilliant gold.

"Damn! Qi Deviation!"

Yan Chu rose straight into the high sky, watching Red Ancestor start to go mad, clicking his tongue in admiration.

The Reincarnation manipulation of the Heaven-Changing Earth-Striking Great Art was indeed strange.

If one could not transcend Reincarnation and was influenced by the memories of Reincarnation, one would perish on their own, without him needing to lift a finger.

At this moment, Yan Chu watched the hundreds-of-years-old Red Ancestor acting insane, his hands grabbing at his crotch, desperately circulating his energy, wanting to make that thing grow back.

Unfortunately, he had been castrated since childhood and cultivated the Golden Sunflower Canon, which only eunuchs could practice and was more profound than the Golden Sunflower Bright Light Record. His virgin Yang Qi had accumulated in his body, and only a rootless body could contain such pure and vast Yang Qi; without dispersing his cultivation, it simply wouldn't grow back.

But once he dispersed his cultivation, his Celestial Being Expert realm would be lost, and naturally, it would be even less likely to grow back.

This entered a vicious cycle.

"Ah!! Why won't it grow?! !!"

Red Ancestor's crown fell off, his white hair flying wildly, his face full of exasperation.

He could feel it stirring below, but it just wouldn't grow.

So frustrating!

"I'll help you!"

Suddenly, Yan Chu roared from above, and a heaven-shocking saber gleam swept across the sky, carrying a strange power that wreaked havoc on the human heart.

Seven Forms of Saber Intent, Chaos-Passion Slash!

With Yan Chu's current Heavenly Blade Realm, using this strike was ten times stronger than the founder. The chaotic emotions landed on Red Ancestor, instantly adding fuel to the fire, making him, who was already crazy, even more insane.

Crack!

With one slash, Red Ancestor had no power to resist and was cleaved through the chest. A large amount of red blood gushed out, emitting a rich fragrance.

...

This was blood after opening the Physical Body Divine Treasury; every drop could be called a top-grade Medicinal Pill, almost capable of bringing the dead back to life for a Supreme Grandmaster.

Yan Chu waved his hand, and the countless spilled blood was sucked over and stored in his inventory.

This Heavenly Human body was more useful than any precious Medicinal Pill.

Swish! Swish!

Yan Chu slashed twice more, cutting into Red Ancestor's shoulders and back. He was defenseless as two huge gashes were opened. Although he had the Physical Body Divine Treasury, he couldn't activate it at this moment and was powerless before Yan Chu, who was also a Celestial Being Expert.

"Ah!! It hurts!!"

Red Ancestor roared madly and said viciously:

"Yan Chu! It's you!"

"It's you! You won't let it grow! I'll kill you!!"

Yan Chu sneered:

"Old eunuch, I'll send you on your way today!"

"Don't call me a eunuch! I am a man!!"

Red Ancestor shrieked in a sharp voice, refuting.

Yan Chu chuckled, but his hand movements were not slow at all.

He wielded the Eight Heavenly Blade Arts wantonly; each stance had ten strikes, each strike exquisite—sometimes like a surging sea, sometimes like a pouring Milky Way, sometimes like flowing wind and swirling snow. The terrifying saber light seemed to fill the entire world.

Red Ancestor might have been able to block these saber lights in his prime.

But now, suffering from Qi Deviation, his attacks were without rhyme or reason. His body was constantly pierced by the saber gleams, and soon, deep, bone-visible wounds covered his entire body, with countless rich blood flowing out.

The fragrance filled the entire valley.

While Yan Chu fought, he occasionally collected the blood that fell.

His essence blood was a great tonic; if refined into a Medicinal Pill, it might be far stronger than whatever Purple Cloud True Origin Pill of Qingyang Palace.

Finally, after slashing eighty times in succession, Yan Chu's eyes turned cold and sharp, and a terrifying Saber Intent that seemed capable of severing the heavens and earth condensed on his blade.

Red Ancestor sensed the crisis and seemed to finally snap out of his madness, opening his mouth to spit out a rich golden light, which turned into a golden sword and slashed at Yan Chu.

At this moment, the strike in Yan Chu's hand was finally released.

Self-created saber technique, Heaven-Severing Style!

Pfft!

The Heaven-Severing strike shattered the golden light, swept across Red Ancestor's Physical Body and Primordial Spirit, and split a thousand-foot-tall mountain behind him in half.

At the same time, it cut off all of Red Ancestor's vitality.

[Killed Red Sleeve Beckon Celestial Being Expert (Qi Sea Divine Treasury, Physical Body Divine Treasury), settled the vendetta, EXP +400,000, Nine Yang Divine Art (Dragon Tiger Gate) +1]

"Another Nine Yang Divine Art?!"

Yan Chu's face was full of surprise; this time it was Dragon Tiger Nine Yang, completely different from the Gold-series Nine Yang he had obtained the first time.

Before he could check carefully, suddenly, two figures flashed in the distance; Luo Jin and Third High Priest appeared one after another in Zangfeng Valley.

At this point, this place could no longer be called a valley.

Because the surrounding mountains had been razed during Yan Chu's battle with Red Ancestor, the landscape had completely changed, becoming a place piled with rubble.

Luo Jin and the other had come after sensing the disappearance of the other Heavenly Human aura, and were now looking at the scene before them with some shock.

Third High Priest's eyes flashed, suddenly fixing on Red Ancestor's corpse. His breathing hitched, and a look of intense greed couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

Red Ancestor's corpse was still bleeding.

Where his blood dripped, patches of lush green plants emerged and began to grow wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One could imagine how powerful the medicinal effect of the Heavenly Human's blood was.

Swish!

Without hesitation, Third High Priest, with an excited expression, reached out and grabbed at Red Ancestor's corpse from hundreds of meters away.

Refining this corpse would save him at least a hundred years of hard cultivation.