Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Three years abandoned and still this outrageous?

It's important to note that Su Huan'an, the head of the Luoja Mountain sword cultivators, had suppressed his peers effortlessly with his mastery of the Sword Master of Heaven and Earth's Sword Dao realm.

Yet now, due to the commotion this girl had caused, the three who arrived later inevitably seemed somewhat overshadowed.

Among these three, there was a young maiden riding a white crane, a refined young man standing on a cloud, and finally, Long Zhangyuan, who came wielding a broken Immortal Sword.

From the eight top-tier Immortal Sects in the Jiawu Realm, apart from Luoja Mountain, the true transmissions of all others had now arrived.

Among these seven people, the youth transformed into a white dragon had the highest cultivation, with seventy years of practice. Although this seemed not much more than Long Zhangyuan's, he was already twenty-nine years old, and most of his cultivation was accomplished through his own efforts, although he had consumed numerous elixirs and heaven-and-earth treasures.

The one with the lowest cultivation was naturally that girl, who reached this realm with her Sword Spirit Sword Dao at such a young age after spending three years studying alchemy.

Although in terms of elixirs and heaven-and-earth treasures, Heavenly Sword Mansion wouldn't short her, she had only cultivated for twenty-five years to this point.

Among her peers across the world, her level of cultivation was unmatched.

However, at this moment, it was hardly enough.

"This humble monk, Wu Xiu, has met all fellow Daoists here. With Emperor Yi deceased, I presume everyone is here for this matter, so who, in your opinion, should succeed the throne? I believe the Crown Prince would suffice," said the handsome young monk Wu Xiu, putting his palms together and bowing to the other six before he spoke.

"Then let it be him!" Dongdong responded immediately, because before she came, Young Master Sword had bet with her that in this dynasty, the throne would claim life after life until Emperor Yi's lineage was extinct.

And she... of course, did not take that bet, for she wasn't foolish enough to wager on a sure loss.

"The Crown Prince succeeding the throne is proper," nodded the resolute young man from Jinglong Cave Heaven.

"The little lady has no objections," giggled the maiden on the white crane, following suit.

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"Good," agreed the refined young man standing on the cloud, nodding.

The young man in the yin-yang Daoist robe was about to nod, for regarding who became the emperor, the Upper Pure View was never concerned, and neither were these Immortal Sects.

All that mattered was that the Upper Profound Seal was secure.

But at this moment, Long Zhangyuan could not hold back and interjected, "I disagree."

His father, the Dragon Crown Prince, had died at the hands of Emperor Yi; how could he tolerate the bloodline of Emperor Yi continuing to occupy this supreme throne of the Utmost Supreme?

Even if the role of the Utmost Supreme was dependent on others, he was unwilling.

This outright rejection by Long Zhangyuan undoubtedly surprised the others, but then Long Zhangyuan added, "I think the other princes are also quite excellent and should be given a fair competition, especially since Emperor Yi did not designate a true successor."

Unable to reveal his true identity, Long Zhangyuan had to fabricate such an excuse.

"That could also work." As soon as Long Zhangyuan finished speaking, a voice agreed.

Long Zhangyuan hurriedly looked toward the source and saw the petite figure amid the terrifying heavenly phenomenon, knowing it was Miss Dongdong from Heavenly Sword Mansion. His fondness for Miss Dongdong increased instantly, prompting him to quickly express his gratitude, "Thank you, Junior Sister Dongdong!"

Although Heavenly Sword Mansion and Luoja Mountain didn't get along, there were always a few people like Liang Zhu, or Romeo and Juliet, coupled with frequent exchanges and sparring among disciples, so when disciples from the two sword cultivation sacred grounds met, they addressed each other as fellow brothers and sisters.

However, regarding Long Zhangyuan's presumption, a certain young girl didn't respond at all. She agreed simply because regardless of who took the position, they would die.

Moreover, Long Zhangyuan's suggestion also conveniently pressured the princes to reveal themselves.

After all, if they didn't even dare to show themselves, how could they compete for the throne of the Utmost Supreme?

"Since that's the case, why not change to let them compete fairly?" said the young man in the yin-yang Daoist robe, finding the matter unimportant and wanting to settle it quickly to continue his mission.

The other disciples representing the Immortal Sects naturally had no objections, as they too were indifferent about who became the emperor.

The only thing of interest to the Immortal Sects was the matter of the value of the Upper Profound Seal.

"Well, now that this major issue is resolved, let's move on to another matter," the young man in the yin-yang Daoist robe said, taking out the Vajra Mingwang Bracelet and smiling, "Should I ask the current leader of the Demon Sect to come forward, or would you come out on your own?"

The mention of this surprised no one present, as Emperor Yi had possessed a treasure that seemed a life-saving artifact, a kind of straw man that misleads the heavens, but it also had a monitoring ability that projected everything before it shattered if Emperor Yi was killed.

As the young man in the Daoist robe finished speaking, the area around remained silent and unchanged for a long time, with only those Bloody Sword Qi still searching for someone.

Seeing this scene, naturally, the young man in the Daoist robe felt somewhat embarrassed.

Therefore, the young man put on a carefree smile and then said, "The current leader of the demonic sect acts this way, which makes me somewhat disdainful. Well, since the leader of the demonic sect prefers to hide, I shall invite you out myself."

Having said this, the young man threw the Vajra Mingwang Bracelet he was holding.

In an instant, the bracelet emitted a brilliant light, directly turning those bloody corpse shadows into nothingness, and all of the Bloody Sword Qi were also bound within this Vajra Mingwang Bracelet.

Seeing such power, even the disciples from the Immortal Sects, each relying on their own strengths, couldn't help but look solemn.

Because the might of this spiritual artifact was somewhat terrifying.

The skills of that demonic sect leader were not slight; judging by the lingering bloody glow between heaven and earth, if they did not use the treasures provided by their sects, they were all no matches.

But now, just a slight shimmer of this bracelet had suppressed everything.

However, soon the expressions of the Immortal Sect disciples turned strange.

Because the figure of the current demonic sect leader still did not appear.

And seeing this scene, a young girl, who had been hiding in that extraordinary celestial phenomenon, had a moment of realization flicker across her stoic little face.

It was at the moment of Emperor Yi's death that she had notified that Demon Cultivator.

...

"What I left behind... was suppressed in an instant?"

Tan Shuchang, sensing that the bloody corpse shadows and more than a dozen streams of Calamity Witnessing Sword Qi had lost their connection with him, couldn't help but look at the object in his hand.

It was a flat, pill-like object, but only in appearance, as it was not actually one at all.

This was actually an object for communication.

The young girl had assisted him with alchemy before and had given it to him to facilitate communication after the alchemy was successful.

It had been quiet all this time.

Even when the Life-Extending Pills were successfully concocted.

But not long after he killed Emperor Yi, this communication object started acting up, telling him to leave quickly because people from all the great Immortal Sects were coming.

Erring on the side of caution, Tan Shuchang chose not to pursue Peach Lord.

He chose to leave first and left behind some of his divine skills there.

"I just don't know who all have arrived?" Tan Shuchang had thought his power would be enough to dominate the Jiawu Realm, and even if he faced unbeatable opponents, he could leave at his leisure, but now it seemed he had overestimated himself and underestimated this world.

So, he took out the Dream Immortal Sleeping Stone and then solemnly bowed: "Immortal, I wonder if you could guide this future cultivator on how I can smoothly complete the proof without any trouble?"

The etheral voice from the Dream Immortal Sleeping Stone first fell silent for a while and then answered: "The accumulation of cultivation power in the realm of true cultivation is not as simple as it seems on the surface; it also involves Fate Counting and the celestial heart. If you can accumulate three hundred years of cultivation power, then you can offset a considerable part of the cost."

"What about completely offsetting it?" Tan Shuchang hurriedly asked as soon as he heard this.

"You should let that thought go. Even if you acquire all the rare treasures in the world, you still might not be able to accumulate a thousand years of cultivation power," the etheral voice in the Dream Immortal Sleeping Stone directly threw cold water on Tan Shuchang's hopes.

She had seen those who aimed high, but never anyone aiming as high as this.

"A thousand years of cultivation power, huh?"

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Tan Shuchang muttered softly and, at the moment his voice fell, his eyes became unprecedentedly determined.

Perhaps starting a fourth realm in that strange game world would allow him to accumulate it, right?