In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

This one seems better.

"Senior Brother Lü Yao!"

Just as Lü Yao was pondering this question, someone outside the cave called out to him loudly, so he had no choice but to clear his mind of all distractions.

"Junior brother, what brings you to my cave?" Lu Yao asked as he stepped out of the cave and saw a young disciple.

"Senior brother, the peak master wants to see you." The young disciple was polite and had an extraordinary appearance, looking like he belonged to the Ruthless Sect.

Could he have cultivated the Devouring Heaven Demon Art? That would be one of my staunch supporters!

Lu Yao smiled like the rising sun, stepped forward and took his junior brother's hand: "Let's go see the peak master immediately."

"Huh?" The young disciple wondered why this senior brother was so familiar with him. Had they met before? But he had forgotten?

He was pulled by Lü Yao's hand, his body tilted, and he involuntarily rose into the air, transforming into a white light and heading towards the palace complex on the mountaintop.

The cultivation grounds prepared for disciples by Dragon Head Peak include palaces, cave dwellings, and even bamboo houses, which disciples can choose freely.

For example, the Holy Son of Yaoguang chose a palace complex, and Lü Yao happened to pass by. He saw that the location of the Holy Son's palace was the epitome of the phenomena of heaven and earth, and the transformation of yin and yang.

It is a magnificent palace in the center of the sky, a vermilion hall that crowns the mountain, with jade pendants adorning the pillars and gold and jade ornaments...

"Senior brother, fly slower, fly slower!" The young disciple's mouth was full of air, his eyes were closed, and he was tightly gripping Lü Yao's sleeve.

It's a pity he had only just entered the Divine Bridge Realm, and his flight speed was already slow; he had never experienced the speed of light before.

"We're here." Lü Yao smiled mischievously, placed him on the square in front of the palace gate, and watched him for a while before he recovered.

"Come visit your senior brother anytime when you have time, and I'll guide you in your cultivation." With that, Lü Yao walked towards the inner perimeter of the palace.

Although the Yao Guang Scripture was absorbed by the Immortal Technique and did not awaken, the Immortal Technique's understanding of this scripture certainly surpasses that of the Supreme Elders of the Holy Land. If Lü Yao is to guide these disciples in their cultivation, he is definitely more qualified than those elders and Supreme Elders.

Lu Yao walked slowly through the palace complex, looking around at the various halls and rooms.

It's not that you can't fly directly to the outside of the main hall.

But as I said before, Lü Yao returned to become the Holy Son, and now he's like he's inspecting his own territory, wanting to take a closer look at everything.

If he were a dog, capable of marking territory, he would surely urinate twice.

Just as he was engrossed in thinking about how to expand the Yao Guang Holy Land, how to gain the support of disciples and elders, and how to ascend to the position of Holy Lord, a sinister voice suddenly rang out:

"Little brat, you've finally come back..."

Chapter Fifty-Six: I Want to Be the Holy Son

Elder Zhou appeared from around a corner, his face gloomy, still wearing that simple robe, his beard and eyebrows snow-white.

You're just one step away from becoming a Celestial Realm expert. Can't you please pay attention to your appearance? Going out like this is really damaging to the reputation of my Yao Guang Holy Land.

Lu Yao smiled brightly: "Elder Zhou, it's been so long! I've missed you terribly!"

He quickened his pace, and before Elder Zhou could even react, his hands were gripped tightly, and he was even hugged.

This is how one becomes a saint, warming one's own people like the sun.

"Lu Yao, you..." Elder Zhou wanted to say something, but Lu Yao stopped him.

Lu Yao grabbed Elder Zhou's sleeve and headed towards the main hall: "The peak master summoned me, let's talk as we walk."

"...Elder Zhou, you have no idea how lost I was when you abandoned me at the Azure Emperor's Tomb. Without you, where in this world are there any good people?"

Lü Yao felt wronged:

"The Ji family has issued a warrant for my arrest throughout the Eastern Wilderness, the Jiang family wants to steal my fourth-level belt, and after finally managing to escape to the Central Plains, a madwoman appeared and actually tried to set me on fire!"

As Lü Yao spoke, he grew angrier and angrier, his whole body trembling with cold. He thought of the woman in the Chaos Gourd with astonishing combat power, who normally possessed two forbidden abilities and could unleash four forbidden abilities when her mask was removed. He felt even more strongly that everyone outside the Ruthless lineage was a bad person.

"Elder Zhou, look at this mark. Am I cursed?"

Lu Yao stopped and showed his left hand to Elder Zhou.

The mark he gained from cultivating the incomplete Flame Technique bears a slight resemblance to the mark on the face of the Hundred Flowers Saintess, but it was not innate.

These elders may not have advanced their cultivation level quickly, but their knowledge is extraordinary. Perhaps they can confirm whether they are related to that ancient deity?

Just like some middle-aged and elderly men on Earth, they may not earn much money, but when it comes to fishing, gardening, and so on, they are all experts.

"Heh..." Elder Zhou originally wanted to teach this disobedient demon fetus a lesson, but he swallowed it all back.

He looked at the feather-like mark and thought it was just an ordinary birthmark, with no curse power whatsoever.

"Looking at it, it seems there's nothing special about it." Elder Zhou hesitated, afraid that Lü Yao would realize that he didn't seem to have noticed anything.

"It's alright. I know Elder Zhou, you're self-taught and will definitely be able to find out the origin of the mark. I'll wait for your good news. We've arrived at the main hall. I'll go in and see the peak master first."

Lu Yao released Elder Zhou's hand and entered the main hall.

But he was also wondering: the flame Dao principles within the Crimson Feather Mark were extremely strong, with wisps of flame constantly entering and exiting his every muscle and internal organ, so why couldn't Elder Zhou sense it?

He put the matter aside and planned to go to the Hall of Inheritance later to carefully search through the relevant records to see if anything similar had ever appeared in the Eastern Wilderness.

As soon as Lü Yao entered the main hall, he felt the light dim. In the center of the hall, there was still a replica of the black and gold cauldron with dragon patterns, and behind the cauldron stood the Dragon Head Peak Master.

"I'm back."

The Dragon Head Peak Master's voice was calm, showing no anger at the fact that he had disappeared for two years after shaking off Elder Zhou.

"Disciple greets Peak Master. A day apart feels like three autumns, and two years apart feels like several Great Emperors have passed."

Lü Yao seemed to have developed genuine feelings; outside of the ruthless lineage, where are the good people?

There aren't many people as easily fooled as the Dragon Head Peak Master and Elder Zhou.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." The Dragon Head Peak Master emerged from the shadows, stroking his beard, looking at his disciple who had been cultivating the sacred art for three years, his face expressionless.

But soon, his expression changed, and he fiercely plucked out a tuft of his beard: "You've broken through to the Four Extremes Secret Realm?"

This is a question.

Another sentence: "You have achieved the Four Extremes Secret Realm."

This is an affirmative statement.

Lü Yao nodded: "I was fortunate enough to make some progress; I just broke through a few days ago."

He was somewhat dissatisfied that there was no Four Extreme Heavenly Tribulation, which meant that his talent was not heaven-defying enough.

My single-stage Sea of ​​Wheels cultivation is superficially equivalent to the Four Extremes, but in the battle of Qinling, my combat power was equivalent to the early stage of Dragon Transformation. Shouldn't I be at least a Seventh Forbidden Realm cultivator? I didn't even get a lightning tribulation. I give the Great Dao a bad review!

"Three years, from the other shore to the four extremes...you..."

Longshou Peak never expected him to cultivate so quickly, leaping over a major realm in three years. How many people must he have killed and how much essence must he have consumed!

Could it be that he avoided Elder Zhou because he didn't want others to discover his cruelty? If so, it makes sense.

The Dragon Head Peak Master thought of Hua Yunfei from the Tai Xuan Sect. What a good kid he was! When he ate the essence of the first corpse, he cried for a whole month and then became depressed for half a year.

Even now, there is still some resistance to devouring the source.

He has always devoured corpses whenever possible, and the people he kills are all evil people.

"Child, where have you been these past two years since the Ji family issued a warrant for your arrest?" The Dragon Head Peak Master's voice softened slightly, showing more leniency towards the hardworking and ambitious demonic fetus.

"Qinling, your disciple has gone to Qinling in Zhongzhou."

Lu Yao told him the truth, there was nothing to hide.

"Qinling Mountains, so it's Qinling Mountains," the peak master said with an expression that said, "No wonder."

This makes sense. The Qinling Mountains are full of powerful individuals who want to be resurrected or achieve immortality through corpse walking, making it a good place to devour the source of life.

“I know you are diligent in cultivating the sacred arts, but you should also be more restrained. Otherwise, the many conflicts of origin will be difficult to resolve, and you will die sooner or later.”

Even the Dragon Head Peak Master was afraid. At this rate of consumption and cultivation speed, wouldn't he eventually devour the entire Ruthless Clan as well?

This child doesn't seem to have any sense of right or wrong.

“Lu Yao, when you’re out in the world, you shouldn’t act too evilly. After all, we are a reputable and righteous sect with the name of Yao Guang Holy Land.”

"That's what the Dragon Head Peak Master instructed."

So, what do you mean by this, sir? Lü Yao didn't understand. The ruthless lineage was advising him not to eat too much? Not to be too evil?

You ate people all day, but didn't take your medicine?

But he still respectfully replied, "This disciple understands."

Then, his eyes darted around and he said, "When I am away from home, my cultivation resources are consumed very quickly. I ask the Peak Master to grant me some more resources, preferably divine resources, enough for my cultivation at the Four Extremes and Dragon Transformation realms."

"Also, grant me two ancient medicinal herbs, each a hundred thousand years old, for use in battles to save my life."

Lu Yao knew what it meant to open a window, so he directly asked for a big one, a 100,000-year-old medicinal king, which there were probably only a few in Yao Guang's medicinal garden.

The Dragon Head Peak Master shook his head: "Divine Source is a divine object left over from the Primordial Era. Even the elders don't have it. Only the Supreme Elders can have a little bit to aid their cultivation. I'll give you some Pure Source, which is enough for you."

Having said that, he flicked his sleeve, and a source of energy emanating a rich and pure essence of heaven and earth appeared in front of Lü Yao.

Lu Yao didn't stand on ceremony and directly collected the pile of pure source material.

The Holy Land is great; there's no need for a poor wretch like Ye Fan to search for resources everywhere.

"There is still a hundred thousand years of Medicine King."

Lü Yao became increasingly greedy.

"A 100,000-year-old medicinal king, second only to the immortal divine medicine, even the Holy Son doesn't have it, so you'd better not even think about it. As for the two 8,000-year-old spiritual herbs, you can just forget about them."

To be fair, the peak master treated him quite well. In order to help him grow and become a proper demonic fetus of the holy son, he was really willing to invest a lot.

"Five!"

The Dragon Head Peak Master thought for a moment: "Three plants."

"make a deal!"

The Dragon Head Peak Master was taken aback; something seemed amiss.

But he didn't renege on his promise and gave Lü Yao three eight-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

Despite being only eight thousand years old, it fetches a high price at auction in the Divine City, even among renowned figures nearing their end.