Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 470 The Origin of Divine Blood
Yan Qing and his group of four naturally had no objections and immediately stepped onto the Azure Spirit Shuttle.

Then, guided by the girl Yan Qing, the Azure Spirit Shuttle changed direction and headed towards the horizon.

"Why didn't Fellow Daoist Yan come here in person? Why did you send your sister to see me? Are you perhaps afraid that I, Nie, will harm her?" Nie Zhaonan asked with a smile, diverting a portion of his mind to control the spirit shuttle.

"Senior, you flatter me. My elder sister is busy cultivating in seclusion to improve her cultivation because she has just refined several new spiritual pills. That's why she sent me here. She didn't mean to neglect you in the slightest." Yan Qing was surprised to hear this, but immediately replied with a smile.

Her smile was somewhat forced. In truth, she didn't want to come here either. After all, facing Nie Zhaonan, whose strength far surpassed her own, and having her life out of her control was a truly unpleasant feeling.

Although she didn't think that Nie Zhaonan would make a move against her.

The three guards beside her stood straight and silent, their expressions blank, but a trace of unease lingered in their peripheral vision as they glanced at Nie Zhaonan.

"You don't need to worry about anything. Once I get the Sun Core, I will naturally give you the promised ten-thousand-year-old elixir. As for breaking the deal, I wouldn't resort to such methods." With Nie Zhaonan's current state of mind, he could easily guess what the girl was thinking.

"Now that I'm here, I naturally trust you, senior," Yan Qing replied immediately, secretly relieved.

Nie Zhaonan just smiled and didn't say anything more. When facing a cultivator whose strength far surpasses one's own, who wouldn't be cautious? He was no exception.

The Azure Spirit Shuttle exuded powerful spiritual pressure as it sped away at breakneck speed. Wherever it passed, the beasts in the Sunset Tomb either attacked or dared not even breathe loudly.

Shortly after Nie Zhaonan and his group headed to the location of the Sun Core, the human cultivators and demons in the Tomb of Sunset received an order from higher-ups almost simultaneously:

Find a member of the Eldar who has infiltrated the Tomb of the Setting Sun at all costs!

Both sides offered astonishingly generous rewards, including elixirs that could dramatically improve one's cultivation level, as well as millions of spirit stones.

With such a generous reward, the entire Tomb of Sunset naturally stirred up, with everyone doing their utmost to find that member of the Spirit Race.

Originally, when the human and demon races met, they sometimes felt that their strengths were not much different, and out of mutual respect, they might have been able to go their separate ways peacefully.

But now, with such a generous reward, they couldn't help but become suspicious and furious, and the fighting between the two races became extremely frequent!

In such circumstances, many people are seriously injured or even die. Of course, there are also body cultivators who, at the moment of life and death, suddenly break through their cultivation and kill their opponents.

On a lush green grassland, a dozen cultivators flew swiftly, about ten feet off the ground.

Huang Lianglingjun, the Lord of Sunset City, and several other Nascent Soul cultivators from Sunset City were among them. The rest were all late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Brother Lan, are you sure those Spirit Race people are really rapidly approaching Chaos Valley?" a burly man asked Lan, who was walking beside him.

“Absolutely right. It wasn’t just two or three people who sent me this message; many people witnessed this scene. Even high-ranking demon cultivators from the demon race are rushing over there. Chaos Valley isn’t too far from us; we can get there within a few days,” City Lord Lan said excitedly.

"Chaos Valley, that place is really a bit strange. Many body cultivators have entered it, but they have all mysteriously disappeared."

At this point, the burly man frowned, then glanced at Huang Lianglingjun and casually remarked:
"Even if there is some danger, with Senior Huang Liang here, there is nothing to fear."

"Hehe, that's hard to say. However, the Tomb of Sunset has been occupied by our human and demon races for a long time, so there shouldn't be any dangers that even a Void Refinement cultivator can't handle," Huang Lianglingjun said with a faint smile.

Upon hearing this, Lord Lan and his companions could only nod repeatedly.

After that, these people stopped talking and headed straight for Chaos Valley.

Several days later, the Azure Shuttle swept across the sky above a giant lake.

On the spirit shuttle, Yan Qing looked at Nie Zhaonan, who remained unmoved after hearing the news, and asked with a glint in his eyes:
"Senior, are you not interested in the Spirit Clan's blood? Otherwise, with your strength, who in the entire Sunset Tomb could be your match? The Spirit Blood would be easily within your grasp. Besides, our destination isn't far from Chaos Valley. Even if we were to go and get involved, it wouldn't take long."

"The divine blood of the Five Elements Spirit Clan can indeed miraculously give birth to a large number of clansmen through special methods. It even has some miraculous effects in alchemy, weapon forging, and other aspects. But it is of no use to me, so why should I get involved in this mess? Even if I obtain the order issued by the Holy Emperor's Palace, do you think I can keep it for myself? In the end, it would all be a waste of effort," Nie Zhaonan said calmly and unmoved.

"That's true, this divine blood is destined to be unattainable for us." Yan Qing nodded slightly, then suddenly changed the subject, correcting him:
"However, Senior Nie has only recently arrived in the Spirit Realm and does not have a powerful force behind him to rely on. Therefore, he is unaware of the deeper secrets concerning the divine blood, such as its origin."

Upon hearing this, Nie Zhaonan's expression shifted, and Song Yuyu's face also showed a hint of curiosity.

Seeing this, a hint of confidence flashed in Yan Qing's eyes, and he smiled slightly, saying:

"As you both know, the Spirit Race is different from the many races of the Spirit Realm. They are not born living beings. Their true forms are things of the Five Elements, or even magical treasures. Initially, they had no life. Moreover, many of the legendary Holy Spirits have their true forms as treasures of the Heavenly Treasure rank."

"It must be the effect of divine blood that allows them to develop sentience and cultivate like normal cultivators like us," Song Yu suddenly said, her voice gentle.

“Indeed, although no cultivator has ever witnessed the birth of a Spirit Race person, judging from some clues, it is indeed as the fairy said.” Yan Qing glanced at the graceful Song Yu and said with great certainty.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, please speak freely." Song Yu also looked back and saw the hesitant look on Yan Qing's face, and said softly.

After a moment of contemplation, Yan Qing sighed and continued speaking slowly:
"Never mind, it's just a piece of news. It won't hurt to tell you both. About ten thousand years ago, our clan's Heavenly Fox King infiltrated the Spirit Clan's territory and discovered a huge secret. The Spirit Clan's divine blood all came from the hands of that legendary Spirit King, and the value of the divine blood also varied."

"The divine blood in the hands of that Spirit Clan member at Sunset Tomb is probably just the most ordinary kind, otherwise the Spirit Clan wouldn't have only sent some Spirit Generals and Spirit Commanders to pursue it."

"As for the most precious divine blood and its miraculous effects, only the holy spirits or the sole Spirit King probably know." "Spirit King? The strength of a Spirit King is far beyond that of an ordinary Mahayana cultivator. Even if two Mahayana cultivators from our human and demon races joined forces, they would not be a match for a Spirit King." Nie Zhaonan was intrigued, but quickly shook his head.

"The Spirit King is that powerful!" Yan Qing was taken aback, his voice changing color. Although he heard him speak with great conviction, he still asked in disbelief:

"How did Senior Nie know about the Spirit King's strength? Even Seniors Mo Jianli and Ancestor Ao Xiao might not know this."

"Hehehe, it's normal that Fellow Daoist Yan doesn't believe it. Just treat it as a story." Nie Zhaonan smiled faintly, unwilling to say more.

Upon hearing this, Yan Qing's expression changed several times.

Just as she was feeling a little horrified, the Azure Shuttle had already arrived above a lake about a mile in size.

Apart from being a bit clearer, the lake water was completely ordinary and there was nothing particularly special about it.

"This is it. The sun's core we discovered is located deep underground, 100,000 feet below this lake. Only by being buried so deep can the intense heat emanating from the sun's core remain completely hidden. We had to use many cultivators and some special methods to find it." Yan Qing had now regained his senses and said slowly.

"Okay, you guys wait here. I'll go down alone." Nie Zhaonan glanced at the lake, then moved, transforming into a silver thread and disappearing into the lake.

The lake water was warm, without a hint of coolness, which was quite different.

As Nie Zhaonan ventured deeper, Yan Qing and the others could no longer detect any trace of his presence with their divine senses. She tilted her head, scrutinized the calm-looking Song Yu, and asked with slightly parted lips:
"Senior Nie has come here and brought Fairy with him. Fairy must be extremely favored by you, right?"

"It's not as you think, Fellow Daoist. My husband has other plans for bringing me on this journey, but I can't tell you the specifics. As for why my husband dotes on me, it's not just me; my other sisters are the same. There's not much difference. Why do you ask this? Do you intend to capture me to blackmail my husband?" As a human, Song Yu naturally harbored some distrust towards the demon race.

Hearing these calm, emotionless words, Yan Qing's expression changed slightly. He took a deep breath and said:
"You flatter me, fairy. Even the Heavenly Guards of Tianyuan City perished at Senior Nie's hands. I am merely a Nascent Soul cultivator and do not have the audacity to lay a hand on Senior Nie's woman."

After a pause, she continued:

"I asked this question simply to learn more about Senior Nie from you, Fairy. I am relieved to hear from you that Senior Nie treats his Daoist partner very well."

"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist?" Song Yu understood the meaning behind the words somewhat, and his eyes flickered with uncertainty.

"By now, Fairy should be able to guess that I come from the Celestial Fox Royal Family. The men of my Celestial Fox Clan are handsome, and the women are beautiful. We are the most abundant in beauties. I just don't know if Senior Nie would like me. I don't dare to hope to become Senior Nie's Daoist partner like Fairy. I would be satisfied if I could be taken as a concubine." Yan Qing seemed to have been prepared all along and said without thinking.

“My husband naturally appreciates beauty. However, ordinary beauties certainly wouldn’t catch his eye; they would at least be no less beautiful than me. As for concubines, my husband is different from other cultivators; he has never taken any concubines.” Song Yu said softly, glancing at Yan Qing’s expectant face.

"That's such a pity." Yan Qing sighed. "Although there are a few people in my Heavenly Fox Clan with the beauty of a fairy, none of them have the same talent and cultivation as a fairy. After all, we demon cultivators' transformation into human form is entirely up to fate, and we cannot control our own appearance."

"Is that so?" Song Yu smiled faintly, a look of disbelief appearing on her beautiful face.

The Celestial Fox Clan is one of the seven royal clans of the demon race, and she doesn't believe that such a race doesn't have top-notch beauties.

"Of course there are, but their cultivation levels are far above mine." Hearing this, Yan Qing smiled helplessly.
"But I am just a Nascent Soul cultivator and have no right to decide the fate of my clan's elders. If you have no objections, Fairy, I don't mind passing on a message and seeing if I can bring this matter together. With Senior Nie's strength and reputation, this matter should have a very high chance of succeeding."

"It was only by chance that my husband and I were able to have this wonderful marriage. At that time, my husband was just a Nascent Soul cultivator, but now he has advanced to the Void Refinement stage, and his standards are naturally vastly different from before. Unless she is exceptionally stunning, let alone a Nascent Soul cultivator, even a Void Refinement cultivator would not have much chance of moving my husband's heart." As she spoke, a faint smile appeared on Song Yu's face.

Yan Qing understood the meaning behind Song Yu's words in a single breath, and said with a wry smile:

"There aren't many cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage to begin with, and female Nascent Soul cultivators are even fewer. Generally, only one in seven or eight people is a female Nascent Soul cultivator. My Heavenly Fox Clan only has three. It's already incredibly difficult for me to even meet one, let alone discuss this matter."

She wasn't presumptuous enough to proactively act as a go-between for cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage.

At the same time, she thought to herself: This Senior Nie's requirements are too high, almost arrogant.

"Then so be it. My husband's demands are indeed a bit too high, even a bit..." Upon seeing this, Song Yu shook her head slightly, but her voice stopped abruptly as she thought of Fairy Yue Li.

"Which Nascent Soul cultivator is it?" Yan Qing asked, his expression shifting slightly as he made a guess.

"This is a secret, it's better if Fellow Daoist Yan doesn't know," Song Yu said in a calm tone.

"I misspoke," she said, but in her heart she was even more curious, wondering which Nascent Soul stage senior Nie Zhaonan was planning to target now that he was deep in the lake.

Not long after the two finished their conversation, the lake below rippled, and a figure shot out from it, landing on the deck in a flash.

"So fast!" Yan Qing exclaimed in surprise.

"Husband, have you obtained the nuclear weapons?" Song Yu asked softly, glancing at his empty hands.

"I've already put them away; there's enough for the two of us."

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