CHAPTER 388: CHAPTER 354 TWO SIDES_2

Xuan Yi nodded at the words and promptly took his leave. While leaving the Purple Golden Palace, Xuan Yi’s lips curled up in excitement for the upcoming ceremony. This Destiny Ceremony was also known as—the Blood Sacrifice Praise!

Following Hong Yuan’s command, one after another, monstrous beasts began to awaken from the Mysterious Forbidden Land within the Destiny Demon Realm. These monstrous beasts had bizarre appearances, as if they were randomly pieced together: a tiger’s head on a dragon’s body, or bird wings on a fish’s torso—quite grotesque, indeed. Yet, their auras were nearly that of a sixth-order Martial Saint!

Upon close inspection, one could discover a member of the Mysterious Water Snake clan at the core of each colossal monstrous beast. It turned out they were controlling them!

"Indulge if you must, but don’t forget the Emperor’s orders. Fulfill the mission before you do what you desire," one said.

"WAHAHA, the Emperor has finally awakened! I’ve been holding back for so long. Even that Blood Thunder Tiger dares to claim the title of the number one clan—preposterous!" another exclaimed.

"..."

The group of monstrous beasts dispersed in disarray, each laughing viciously as they sprinted towards the various Demon Clans, especially those extremely powerful ones.

「Half a month later.」

Hong Yuan gazed with amusement at the kneeling cat-woman Demon Cultivator before him.

There was never a shortage of clever people in this world. Naturally, there was also no lack of Demon Cultivators daring to defy Hong Yuan’s authority. The cat-woman Demon Cultivator kneeling on the ground was one of the rebellion’s leaders—Miao Shi Shi!

Miao Shi Shi had the graceful physique of a young matron. Her brow was etched with defiance, yet this only enhanced her allure. What was more, this captivating charm wasn’t deliberate but entirely natural, as if it were etched into her very bones.

"Interesting, truly interesting," Hong Yuan commented. He bent over, a smile playing on his lips, his large hand gently kneading Miao Shi Shi’s pair of cat ears.

The rebellion leader’s body went limp. She glared at Hong Yuan with indignation and snapped, "Are you the dim-witted ruler of the Mysterious Water Snake clan? Such behavior is undoubtedly perverse! The heavens will not spare you."

Listening to the curses of the beautiful matron before him, Hong Yuan’s eyes grew profound, and a mocking smile touched the corners of his lips.

"The heavens? Heh," he declared. "Here, I am the heavens!"

Slave Tao Divine Power—See Me Causing Division!

A faint light shimmered on Hong Yuan’s warm hand.

Miao Shi Shi’s heart trembled, and she frantically tried to break free from Hong Yuan’s grip. But how could she, a mere fifth-order Demon Cultivator, resist Hong Yuan’s wicked hands?

The faint light effortlessly invaded her body and will.

The next moment, Miao Shi Shi, with lowered eyes and a subdued manner, submitted to Hong Yuan, saying softly, "My Emperor."

"Establish a ’Slaughter Xuan Association.’ Your task is to make it flourish and become the strongest rebel force," Hong Yuan said, squeezing Miao Shi Shi’s cat ears again.

The next instant, Miao Shi Shi vanished from the Purple Golden Palace.

Enslaving such a fifth-order Demon Cultivator was but a trivial move for Hong Yuan; after all, even the strongest rebels in the Destiny Demon Realm could be extinguished with a flick of his hand.

I’m not afraid of these individuals resisting me,

Hong Yuan thought. What I fear is that they won’t work diligently and will instead destroy the various resource points! That would truly be a headache. Therefore, understanding the prevailing sentiments and influence within the rebellion is quite necessary.

As the Mysterious Water Snake clan harvested the cultivation insights of various renowned Demon Cultivators regarding Divine Powers like "Hurricane" and "Frost Thunder," these insights all converged within Hong Yuan’s "Myriad Silence Realm" Immortal Cave. Hong Yuan’s Demonic Body was rapidly strengthening, and it wouldn’t be long before he initiated the first catastrophe.

Seizing this harvesting opportunity, Hong Yuan altered the mainstream cultivation practice within the Destiny Demon Realm. He directed the vast number of Demon Clans, both large and small, to cultivate Illusion Tao and develop Illusion Tao resource points.

On the other hand, with the help of the Treasured Yellow Heaven platform, Hong Yuan also transferred various Illusion Tao resources from the Destiny Demon Realm to the Power Dao Blessed Land, including those previously collected. The Power Dao Incarnation perfectly fulfilled its duty as a materials transfer station.

Everything was ready. All that remained was for the Power Dao Incarnation to reach Yong State and return to the territory of the Phoenix Creek Sect. Then, the Original Body could absorb these Illusion Tao resources, increase its Illusion Tao Marks, and convert them into Dream Tao Marks, allowing it to achieve Sainthood sooner.

For me, life is getting sweeter and more promising every day! Hong Yuan mused.

The closer he got to the Phoenix Creek Sect’s territory, the more discreet Hong Yuan became. He had now arrived at Nanyang County.

Standing before the city gate, gazing at the majestic ancient city, Hong Yuan’s heart filled with a myriad of emotions.

It was here, he recalled, that I brought Yue’er, then just a three-year-old child, on a Cloud Boat to escape back to the Sect. It was also here that I completed my True Disciple trial and became a True Disciple of the Phoenix Creek Sect, renowned for my excellent reputation...

Maintaining a calm demeanor, Hong Yuan followed the flow of the crowd into the county seat. He was currently disguised as a fourth-order big shot, so there was no need for excessive caution.

Upon entering the city, a vibrant atmosphere of daily life washed over him.

"Candied haws! Ten copper coins a skewer! No charge if they’re not sweet!" an elderly vendor with a resonant voice called out, holding his stick of skewers.

"Ah, young master, come and have some fun! The ladies of my Bichun Pavilion are proficient in music, song, dance, and all eighteen categories of skills!" an old madam cooed, waving a pink silk scarf to attract customers.

"From my youth, I was fond of learning. My family was poor, with no means to acquire books for study. I often borrowed from collectors, transcribing them by hand and returning them by the agreed day..." The clear sounds of recitation drifted from the Pine and Cypress Academy.