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“Heh heh… Demonic Body.”

Qu Changge looked at the bald man in front of him, his pupils revealing a hint of sarcasm as he let out a sneer.

He donned a black robe embroidered with dragon patterns anew and spoke in a low voice to Hei Qiu, “I need to make a trip to Jiang Country, prepare some things for me.”

“What does Young Master need to prepare?”

The bald man clad in black armor, his body inscribed with demon runes, lifted his head with a face full of obsequiousness.

“Hm…”

Qu Changge pondered softly, “Foundation Establishment Elixir, Lifespan Extension Pill, Heaven-replenishing Elixir, Dragon Scale Fruit, Five Elements Spirit Fruit, Soul Nurturing Jade…”

After listing a pile of Elixir Medicines and Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, he continued, “As for the Heaven-replenishing Elixir and the Five Elements Spirit Fruit, I want all that we currently have.”

“This…”

Then he hesitated, “Young Master, with your status, obtaining Foundation Establishment Elixirs and Lifespan Extension Pills is certainly no problem; you may have as many as you wish.”

“But the Heaven-replenishing Elixir, Dragon Scale Fruit, and Five Elements Spirit Fruit are extremely rare. Our Sect’s treasure vault also doesn’t have many of these, so if Young Master needs them, you must obtain the ancient master’s consent.”

Hei Qiu said so.

“If that’s the case, then go notify him.”

Qu Changge let out a light chuckle and said softly.

As his voice fell, his figure vanished from the spacious and vast hall.

“This…”

Seeing this, Hei Qiu revealed a wry smile.

Then, transforming into a roll of black fog, as sinuous as a dragon serpent, he arrived in front of a lofty and towering castle shrouded in mystery and depth.

In front of the castle was a broad square.

The square was surrounded by poles bearing black and red demon flags, as if figures of Demon Heads appeared faintly visible, creating a mysterious and dreadful momentum.

“Sect Master, Hei Qiu requests an audience!”

Hei Qiu bowed and called out to the grand hall.

“Boom!”

The gates of the castle, tall enough to reach the heavens, slowly swung open.

Hei Qiu entered the castle, and at the very top was a sinister black throne, with statues and patterns of demons on both sides.

“Hei Qiu, what is it?”

At that moment, a mysterious-robed man with an ethereal face and figure appeared on the throne.

His features were indistinct, yet he exuded an inexplicable aura of sharpness and majesty.

Especially his deep black pupils seemed like they could penetrate everything.

“The Young Master has already condensed the Demonic Body and is preparing to make a trip to Jiang Country, and he needs…”

The bald man, clad in black armor with demon runes, his facial features deeply etched and fearsome, scratched his head and continued, “But the ancient master is still in closed-door cultivation. This is a matter of great importance, and I cannot make a decision on my own, so I had to come and ask you, Sect Master.”

“Demonic Body… How long has it been and he’s already condensed the Demonic Body!?”

The man on the throne was visibly moved upon hearing this.

“These items he is preparing cannot be for his own use. Obviously, they are for someone else…”

His pale fingers tapped on the armrest as he murmured to himself, “It seems he has understood his destiny. But these Heaven-replenishing Elixirs and Five Elements Spirit Fruits…”

“Give them to him.”

Just then, an aged and indifferent voice rang out.

Suddenly, a youth dressed in a black robe appeared out of thin air in the hall.

His jet-black hair was casually tied with a wooden pin, his appearance both handsome and exotic, exuding an air of time-worn experience that belied his age.

“Greetings, Ancient Master!”

“Greetings, Ancient Master!”

Both the mysterious-robed man on the throne and Hei Qiu bowed in salute upon seeing the youth.

“In at most a hundred years, the ancestor of the Blood River Sect will make his final bid by stirring up chaos, sacrificing the masses with blood, all in an attempt to achieve Divinity Transformation.”

“My excellent disciple has condensed the Demonic Body in just thirty years. When the chaos begins, it will be the opportunity for his Demonic Body to reach Great Success, as well as for our Demonic Sect.”

“His initiative in making such a request shows that he is already aware of his destiny. So let it be; just fulfill his wishes.”

The youthful ancient master spoke with a profound look in his eyes, his hands clasped behind his back.

“Yes, Ancient Master!”

The man in the mysterious robe bowed and assented.

He then inquired softly, “Ancient Master, now that he knows his destiny, will he possibly…”

“Heh, rest assured, my disciple is not one who easily submits to fate.”

“Besides, his making such a request is already a clear statement,” said the youthful ancient master with a soft chuckle.

Then he looked towards the bald man, “When the time comes, accompany the Young Master, follow his arrangements throughout the journey, and meet any of his requests with your full effort. Understood?”

“Ancient Master, rest assured, your humble servant understands!”

The bald man grinned, his face full of sycophantic eagerness to please.

“Ancient Master, since ancestor of the Blood River Sect is planning to stir up chaos, should our Demonic Sect begin preparations early?”

The mysterious-robed elder continued looking toward the youthful ancient master, inquiring respectfully.

“Heh, naturally.”

The youthful ancient master smiled, “Before long, the Blood River Sect will discuss the matter of forming an alliance. When the time comes, you can handle it as you see fit.”

Having spoken, his figure disappeared within the hall.

“Farewell, Ancient Master!”

The mysterious-robed man respectfully bade farewell, his gaze revealing a sliver of joy.

His cultivation was finding it extremely difficult to advance further; to continue breaking through, a significant opportunity was essential!

But such opportunities were exceedingly rare.

Yet amidst chaos, tumult, and upheaval, came chances and opportunities!

…

Half a year later.

Outside the Jinyang Marketplace.

A Spiritual Vessel slowly descended and came to a halt.

“Fellow Daoists, we have arrived at the Jinyang Marketplace.”

A deep and resounding announcement spread throughout the vessel.

Hearing this, Lu Changsheng and his wife Lu Miaoge, along with Lu Miaohuan, stepped off the Spiritual Vessel.

This trip on the Spiritual Vessel was said to head towards the Jinyang Sect, but it was not a direct trip to the Jinyang Sect.

Instead, it stopped at the largest marketplace under the Jinyang Sect’s name.

The three of them entered the marketplace, purchased a map of Yue Country, and looked up the location of the Jinyang Sect.

From the Jinyang Marketplace, it wasn’t far to the Jinyang Sect. It would only take about two or three days by driving the Spirit Boat.

Immediately, Lu Changsheng piloted the Spirit Boat, taking his wife Lu Miaoge and Lu Miaohuan toward the Jinyang Sect.