61: Chapter 61 Yan Ruyu's Transformation and Gratitude! Reaching the Demon Emperor's Tomb!

The jade bottle contained divine spring water.

And those few stones were Exotic God Source dug out from the depths of the Ancient Forbidden Land.

Each piece was the size of a washbasin, and inside was sealed the majestic essence of the Primordial Era.

“Drink the divine spring and refine the God Source.”

Ye Xuan's voice came over.

“Today, I will lend you a hand to help you purify your Bloodline and break through your shackles.”

Yan Ruyu looked at the divine objects before her, her breathing becoming rapid.

divine spring!

God Source!

Resources of this level—even the princes and princesses of those Immortal Imperial Dynasties could not possibly drink it like water and eat it like food.

“Thank you, Senior!”

Yan Ruyu no longer hesitated, tilting her head back to drink the two bottles of divine spring water in one gulp.

Subsequently, she sat cross-legged, her hands forming seals, and began to fully refine those pieces of Exotic God Source.

Boom!

Vast essence instantly exploded within her body.

At the same time.

Ye Xuan reached out a hand and pressed it against Yan Ruyu's back.

Vast Divine Power at the level of a Dao-Cutting King poured into her body like a great river, guiding that violent medicinal power to wash through every inch of her bones and flesh.

“Ah—”

Yan Ruyu let out a low moan that was both painful and pleasurable.

Under Ye Xuan's guidance, the Azure Emperor Bloodline within her body began to boil violently.

Crash!

Sounds like crashing tsunamis emanated from her Sea of Bitterness.

Behind Yan Ruyu, a vast green sea appeared out of thin air, its waves surging.

In the center of that green sea, a lush green lotus rose out of the water, swaying gracefully and emitting the aura of Chaos.

Planting Golden Lotus in the Sea of Bitterness!

This was the exclusive phenomenon of the Demon Emperor's lineage.

With the pile of massive resources and Ye Xuan's help, this green lotus became more solid and holy than ever before, as if it were about to manifest into reality.

Crack!

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

Yan Ruyu's previously somewhat unstable Realm barriers collapsed instantly at this moment.

The second pole of Four Poles...

The third pole of Four Poles...

The fourth pole of Four Poles!

Her aura climbed steadily with unstoppable momentum, only slowing down once it reached the Great Perfection of the Four Poles Secret Realm.

She was only a single step away from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

A long time later.

The phenomenon receded.

Yan Ruyu opened her eyes, and two flashes of sharp light vanished in an instant.

At this moment, her temperament had changed drastically.

On her originally elegant and refined face, there was now an added sense of majesty and dominance befitting a Demon Race Princess. Her skin was as translucent as jade, as if light were flowing over it.

Feeling the demon power within her body that was as surging as the sea, her heart was too excited for words.

“Thank you, Senior, for the grace of my rebirth!”

Yan Ruyu knelt on the ground and performed a grand salute to Ye Xuan.

If offering her scriptures before was to seek protection, now she truly and sincerely wanted to follow this unfathomable Senior.

Ye Xuan accepted the salute calmly, then waved his hand.

“Rise.”

“Since you are following me, you naturally cannot be too weak. Otherwise, it would be my face that is lost.”

Ye Xuan stood up, his gaze piercing through layers of mist, looking toward the direction outside the Ancient Forbidden Land.

He calculated with his fingers.

The time was about right.

Those two fellows, Ye Fan and Pang Bo, had likely already snuck into some Grotto-Heaven.

The real highlight—the Demon Emperor's Tomb—was about to open.

“Cultivation is over.”

Ye Xuan turned around and spoke to Yan Ruyu, An Miaoyi, and little Nannan, who was playing with a squirrel.

“Let's go.”

“I'll take you out for some fresh air.”

“And while we're at it, let's see how those two good-for-nothing friends of mine are doing.”

Yan Ruyu was stunned, then overjoyed.

She had wanted to leave for a long time, but didn't dare show her face due to being hunted.

Now, with a great deity like Ye Xuan leading her, wouldn't she be able to walk across the Eastern Wastelands as she pleased?

Ye Xuan looked at Yan Ruyu, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly in a meaningful smile.

“Also.”

“The things that belong to you should be taken back.”

Yan Ruyu's heart skipped a beat as she seemed to guess something, and her breathing instantly became rapid.

“Senior means...”

“That demon emperor's heart, and the Imperial Weapon left behind by the Azure Emperor.”

Ye Xuan said indifferently, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

“I also want to borrow them for a use.”

“To see what mystery lies within the heart of that lotus who stood alone in the eternal blue sky.”

...

Outside the Ancient Forbidden Land.

A golden path suddenly spread out in the void, spanning across the sky for tens of thousands of miles.

Upon the golden light, runes flickered and phenomena appeared, as if the Heavenly Emperor were patrolling the mortal Realm, emitting a suffocating and terrifying pressure.

Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back at the very front of the golden path, his white clothes fluttering and his black hair dancing.

Behind him, An Miaoyi held little Nannan, with Yan Ruyu following closely behind.

Little Nannan was still holding that small purple squirrel, her big eyes looking curiously at the mountains and rivers rapidly receding beneath their feet.

“Wow! Brother, we're flying!”

Little Nannan pointed excitedly below.

“Those big mountains have become so small, just like stones!”

Ye Xuan smiled and stroked her head, but his gaze remained fixed forward.

There, lay the direction of the Original Ruins.

It was also the location of the tomb of the Yao Race Emperor—the Azure Emperor.

Standing behind Ye Xuan and looking at the golden path that was as wide as a divine bridge, Yan Ruyu was filled with emotion.

Not long ago, she was still a destitute princess being hunted by various Holy Lands like a stray dog, hiding with a few elderly and infirm followers.

But now, she followed behind this unfathomable Senior, returning to this place of conflict with an air of one who rules the world.

“Is this the might of a Dao-Cutting King?”

Yan Ruyu looked at Ye Xuan's back, the look of awe in her eyes growing more intense.

She could feel that the aura emanating from Ye Xuan was more terrifying than any Great Power she had ever seen.

That feeling of being able to influence the world's momentum with every move made it seem as if he were the Dominator of this world.

“We've arrived.”

Ye Xuan spoke indifferently.

As his voice fell, the golden path suddenly descended, heading straight for the ruins below.

...

Deep within the Original Ruins.

This place was once an ancient complex of buildings, but now only broken walls and ruins remained.

Ancient trees towered and vines intertwined, revealing a desolation worn by time.

But today, these silent ruins had become exceptionally lively.

Countless Cultivators arrived from all directions—some flying on swords, some riding exotic beasts, and others driving war chariots.

They had only one goal—the soon-to-be-opened Demon Emperor's Tomb.

In a corner of the ruins.

Two boys who looked only eleven or twelve years old were squatting behind a huge blue stone, sneakily dividing their loot.

“Ye-zi, this dagger is mine. It looks sharp enough to cut through iron like mud.”

The speaker was a stocky little fat boy. Although he didn't look old, his muscles were quite firm; it was the shrunken Pang Bo.

“Fine, then this bronze mirror is mine.”

Ye Fan stuffed an ancient mirror covered in bronze rust into his robe.

Relying on their powerful Physical Bodies reforged by the Ancient Holy Fruit, plus a bit of basic equipment Ye Xuan had given them earlier.

They had managed to thrive on the outskirts of these chaotic ruins, picking up quite a few treasures.

Just as the two were enthusiastically dividing their loot.

“immeasurable celestial worthy.”

A slightly wretched Taoist greeting suddenly rang out behind them.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were startled and spun around abruptly.

They saw a bloated, ruddy-faced fat Taoist who had appeared behind them at some unknown time.

This Taoist wore a magnificent Taoist robe and held a whisk in his hand, looking somewhat out of place.