Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Chapter 120 100, Shangqing, Xituo, Jinglong, Tujian, Heavenly Sword, Taisu, Dixian_2

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.

"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."

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?