Chapter 330: Chapter 330
Just as Chu Yi was indulging in a buffet in the Underworld, within the territory of the Longwu Dynasty, various rebel forces and militias, along with the Noble Families, were openly and secretly battling, wildly seizing territories, self-appointing as feudal lords, and vying for control of the Central Plains.
Due to the loosening of the earth veins, powerful individuals emerged one after another. After learning of the insider news, they hurried to the Capital City to participate in this gluttonous feast of dividing the lesser world, stirring up turbulent undercurrents.
It could be said that whether one secured a spot in this life-or-death Grand Assembly of Heroes directly affected their future prospects.
If you were absent and your opponent secured a spot, their strength would soar, and wouldn’t they just beat you to death upon their return?
The Grand Assembly of Heroes was divided into two factions.
The first was comprised of those from the Immortal Realm, represented by Wei Wuyang. Stationed in the Capital City, they held the Longwu Dynasty’s treasury, containing Treasure Medicines, Spells, Secret Manuals, Dragon Qi, and more, even providing top-tier Spells such as the Nine Transformations Dragon Arts.
The second was led by the Celestial Demon Princess, representing the Celestial Demons from beyond the realm. She commanded thousands of subordinates, the majority of whom possessed combat strength comparable to high-level cultivators.
Though everyone publicly proclaimed their intent to "eliminate demons and defend the Dao," when it came to choosing sides, they quite honestly sided with the Celestial Demon Princess. After all, they would support whoever was poised to win.
Anyone not a fool could see that the Celestial Demons from beyond the realm held a crushing advantage.
More crucially, this Princess even offered precious Spells in exchange for support. She dispatched Abyss Demons to make proclamations throughout the land, shattering the foundations of many great Noble Families and digging up their very roots. To those who would join her, however, she promised a bright future.
One had to understand that a single high-level Spell could be the foundation of a Noble Family, the very bedrock upon which these great houses were built.
Of course, there was also a special group loyal to the Longwu Dynasty—that is, loyal to State Preceptor Wei Wuyang. These were the conferred deities of various lands, who consumed Incense Fire Will Power and whose existence was tied to the fate of the nation.
Under the new laws promulgated by Wei Wuyang in his earlier years, these conferred deities were no longer bound by regional restrictions. In the future, each piece of conferred land where they nurtured mortals would become a kingdom within the kingdom. Thus, they all threw their support behind the generous State Preceptor.
As for mountain spirits, wild sprites, and other demons and monsters, though they existed in some number, they had yet to become a significant force.
Subsequently, everyone began to prepare for war.
It could be said that an unprecedented transformation was sweeping through the Longwu Dynasty. From the great Noble Families and aristocrats down to the common peddlers and ruffians, everyone now stood on the same starting line—save for their level of Cultivation.
Opportunities waited for no one.
On the outskirts of the Capital City.
Amidst the swirling snow stood a quaint, traditional courtyard where a lush bamboo grove grew.
Upon a verdant bamboo stalk stood a girl in a black dress. Her delicate toes rested lightly on a small bamboo leaf. Her slender calves, wrapped in white silk stockings, glistened softly in the moonlight. Her legs were shapely, and the stockings, reaching mid-thigh, created a distinct indentation in her soft flesh.
Her raven hair cascaded like water, swaying in the wind, each strand shimmering with a crystalline luster. Her skin was as white as snow, her face like jade, her lips like cinnabar. Her delicate features held a hint of allure, her natural coquetry just budding, like a pomegranate blossom in the summer bloom.
However, a shocking scene then unfolded: three vein-like lines appeared on the girl’s forehead. Each intertwined to form a writhing, blood-red, fleshy flower. There were three such flowers in total, all interconnected by these veins.
If a cultivator practicing Demon Martial Techniques had been present, they would have been utterly astounded.
This was the legendary Martial Arts Realm! Three Flowers Gathering at the Top!
Anyone who reached this stage was invariably a peak powerhouse among high-level experts, a Grandmaster capable of founding their own sect.
The three flowers, like living entities, emitted a bone-chilling, grinding sound, as if terribly hungry.
The well-prepared girl had already placed massive, unidentifiable pieces of flesh and blood around her. The gory scene was horrifying, with each piece emitting a faint pressure that distorted the air. It was unimaginable what terrifying creatures these pieces of flesh had belonged to in life.
SZZT... As the Spell activated, the flesh and blood exploded into wisps of blood qi, which were eagerly devoured by the three flowers. Faint, joyful sounds could be heard, and even the girl’s delicate pink lips curved slightly upwards.
Her Spell Cultivation session in the lesser world concluded. The bamboo stalk bent, its tip touching the jade-paved ground, and Nanaki stepped down. A group of Female Demons serving as her Personal Guards immediately came forward, dabbing at non-existent fragrant sweat with silk handkerchiefs.
A Female Enchanting Demon, seemingly in charge of reception, stepped forward to report the day’s progress.
"Princess, fifteen high-level cultivators visited today..."
"The Young Sect Leader of the Nine Yang Sect expressed a desire for a marriage alliance. His entire sect has been castrated and eliminated, their heads now adorning our banners."
"The Heaven-Pacifying Saint who visited yesterday has entered the Capital City."
"The Mechanical Demons’ Magic Oil reserves are low. They request a seven-day allocation."
"The Witch Demon faction reports they still cannot find the entrance to this world’s Netherworld. However, they have successfully created three thousand Undead to serve as cannon fodder."
"The Dark Elf faction is incensed by the sexual harassment from the Giant Demons. They propose executing these barbarians before the war begins, offering them as a sacrifice to the Mother Goddess for good fortune. We Enchanting Demons concur and await Your Highness’s decision."
"Today, we captured three pure-blooded Princes and successfully plundered a portion of their Dragon Qi."
Nanaki nodded, skillfully managing these affairs, including any unexpected incidents.
High-ranking Enchanting Demons are born from Mother Trees, inherently powerful—to say nothing of an Enchanting Demon Queen from the Royal Family.
This power encompassed not only strength, talent, and aptitude, but also the crucial ability to solve problems—the hallmark of a qualified Princess.
If a problem proved truly unsolvable, then eliminating everyone involved was also considered a viable solution.
Therefore, every Princess was a ruthless, terrifying existence, a nightmare for any world they graced, feared even by many Demons in the Abyss.
"By the way, are there any leads on Chu Yi?" Nanaki asked nonchalantly.
Of course, it wasn’t that she actually cared for her ’dear’ Chu Yi; rather, it was because Chu Yi possessed the bloodline of the Sun Gods and Radiant Moon-level combat prowess!
The power ceiling in this lesser world was suppressed, making Chu Yi an anomaly—a bug in the system. If he were to descend into this lesser world, his strength would increase exponentially.
Given that Wei Wuyang’s true combat strength was unknown, it would be best to let Chu Yi go to his death... as a probe.
Upon hearing this, the Personal Guard hesitated for a moment, then said, "Reporting to Your Highness, we issued a bounty decree and announced it through all major assassin organizations and intelligence agencies. However, apart from executing several impostors who used Spells to try and fool us, we have found no trace of Lord Chu Yi."
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Nanaki fell silent for a moment. She suddenly had a feeling Chu Yi was deliberately avoiding her, likely off collecting the resources of this lesser world.
But... the Spells, Secret Medicines, and other such resources of this lesser world were all in her hands.
Could it be...? Yes, it must have been that Moon Princess! She must have spoken ill of her!
As Nanaki’s thoughts wandered, a crimson cloud began to rise on the horizon, emanating a dazzling Buddhist Light that seemed to illuminate all beings.
The mere aura it emitted caused the Demon Guards to tense up, their gazes fixed hostilely upon the source of the Buddhist Light.
Instantly, their outpost on the outskirts erupted with activity. The auras of numerous Abyss Demons shot towards the sky, roiling like beacon smoke, ready to tear the invading Buddhist Light to shreds!
Yet, to their astonishment, though the Buddhist Light dimmed somewhat, it continued to advance steadily through the oppressive Demonic Qi.
The next moment, Sanskrit chants began to echo under the moonlight.
A bizarre procession emerged before the eyes of the assembled Demons, riding upon a Buddhist Light interwoven with multicolored clouds.
Numerous Monks and nuns lined either side, holding Incense Burners, vases with Immortal Flowers, while ceremonial banners and flags fluttered. Treasure Covers gleamed, and the sound of Wooden Fish resonated endlessly.
In the center, twelve gilded, muscular Monks carried a Lotus Throne, from which hung long veils. Bathed in the golden Buddhist Light, the alluring silhouette of a woman with graceful, bewitching curves could be faintly discerned through the translucent fabric.
Her mere silhouette was enough to stir the desires of all who beheld it.
Strangely, however, wisps of what appeared to be fine, fleshy tendrils seemed to extend from within the veil.
When the veil was lifted, a stunningly beautiful Female Bodhisattva revealed her true form. Her beauty was remarkable, her skin like white snow, and she held a Jade Purification Bottle in her jade-like fingers, her countenance sacred and dignified.
Instantly, the cultivators who witnessed the Female Bodhisattva’s true form, and even the desperate commoners braving the defiling snow, all stumbled out. Their eyes burned with avarice and lust as they prostrated themselves, chanting madly.
"Bestow upon us the charity of your sacred flesh!"