Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
The divine soul that was cultivated by the Half Saint of Spiritual Power and the one by Half Saint of Martial Arts were very different.
When a monk of Martial Arts achieved the status of Heavenly Realm, he would be able to control the True Qi in his body and purify his soul. His soul would grow stronger and eventually evolve into a martial soul.
When the martial soul had grown stronger to a certain level, a divine soul could be formed by combining it with rules of Holy Road.
That said, the soul of a Martial Art monk was the soul of his own self.
Soul of a Half Saint of Spiritual Power was created out of nothing. When one’s Spiritual Power had achieved a certain level, his spirit, energy and soul would be separated from his body and formed into his own unique divine soul.
That was the reason why, when the saint heart of the Saint Lady was repressed by the evil spirit of death, she became an ordinary mortal who couldn’t defend herself.
The divine soul of a Half Saint of Spiritual Power had nothing much to do with the rules of the Holy Road. As your spiritual power strengthened, your divine soul would grow along with it.
Therefore, cultivation of Spiritual Power and Martial Arts were two completely different paths.
A whole pot of Supreme Saint Heavenly Tea was equally distributed between Zhan Ruochen and Huang Yanchen.
Despite the fact that they shared, the portion they had had was more than the other young kings of their peers.
Wine was served to the Talent Seats.
Meat was served to the Conquer Seats.
Tea was served to the King Seats.
As for the Heir Seats, who had the highest and most honorable title, what kind of precious food would they be able to taste here?
Was there anything that could possibly be more precious than Supreme Saint Heavenly Tea?
Without anyone realizing, there were already nine jade bowls being placed across a long table that was right in front of the Saint Lady.
The jade bowls were small, exquisite and remarkably delicate.
The bowls were filled with sparkly spring water. It was amber in colour and the sparkles were similar to the glistening stars in the galaxy.
“Spring water to the Heir Seats.”
The Saint Lady gave a flick to her fan, and the nine jade bowls flocked over to the side of each heir, forming nine arched bridges of light.
Xue Wuye gently touched the side of his jade bowl with his slender finger and ripples of light were promptly propelled through the water surface.
He frowned, both hands tightened into fists, and asked, “Your honor Saint Lady, if I may ask, what type of spring water is this? Why is there a slight smell of blood?”
The Saint Lady looked towards Xue Wuye. “It’s no wonder that you are the descendent of the Sword Emperor. Your five senses are indeed very sensitive, so much so that it’s comparable to a saint. That’s correct, this spring water being served is very special, and it is called “Holy Spring.”
“Holy Spring?”
Everyone was excited and couldn’t sit still. Anything that was “holy” or related to “God” must be extraordinary.
“Holy Spring is formed with the combination of millions of fresh blood animals together with the power of God,” the Saint Lady claimed.
“Ever since the Queen ascended the throne, a total of nine Heaven Worship Festivals have been held and, each time, only a small bowl of Holy Spring is produced.”
The Heaven Worship Ceremony was not merely a worshipping ceremony. It was considered the grandest worshipping ceremony ever in Kunlun’s Field. Led by the Queen herself, all Officers of the Imperial Court and Saints from all realms would gather and perform prayers solemnly for peace and prosperity.
On the altar, there were at least billions of beasts being killed as sacrifice and the amount of blood flowing could have formed a huge lake.
Such grandeur, and yet only a bowl of Holy Spring could be produced. One could imagine the power it contained — it would be terrific!
The Saint Lady continued, “No doubt the Holy Spring will bring endless benefits, but there are certain things that you might not understand for now. In short, it contains three drops of divine blood.”
“Three drops of divine blood?”
“Does that mean consuming a bowl of Holy Spring would be equivalent to refining three drops of divine blood?” Gai Tianjiao asked.
“That’s correct.”
The Saint Lady nodded in response, then said, “Of course, the power it holds is more than this.”
All nine heirs were stunned and stood in disbelief.
Others monks on the Scroll Mountain were even more surprised.
To the monks of Fish-Dragon Realm, even refining a drop of divine blood was extremely difficult – one could easily die in the process of refining it.
If someone was able to refine two drops of divine blood, he could be considered a legend.
For instance, throughout the history of the most powerful clan in Fish-Dragon Realm — Divine Dragon and Half Human Clan — refining two drops of the divine blood is the highest record ever.
Anybody who could refine three drops of the Divine blood in the Fish-Dragon Realm would definitely be a prominent figure. There might even be chances of him rising into the state of Supreme Saint and becoming the strongest creature of all realms.
Ouyang Huan from Demonic Sect was the one who had the potential.
Whoever could make it to becoming one of the Kunlun’s heirs must have had refined divine blood before, and their power must be comparable to Ouyang Huan.
If these people were to obtain another three drops of divine blood today, how much stronger would they become?
Ouyang Huan stared at the Holy Spring, excitement flickered briefly in his warm subtle eyes. He thought, “I have already refined three drops of divine blood. To refine the fourth drop is extremely challenging and dangerous. I risk losing my life even with the tiniest mistake.”
“But this Holy Spring is different. It is the essence created out of the sacrifices and blood of all beasts, along with the faith of all people in the First Central Empire. Mixing the divine blood with spring water will help with the consumption and power absorption, making it easy for monks to digest and further refine into three deity prints.”
If he drank it, he would be having six drops of divine blood already.
“Six drops of divine blood…with that, could he advance to the Tenth Change of Fish-Dragon Realm,’God’s Destiny,’ immediately?”
Even with his current abilities, he was so excited that his fingers were shaking as he reached for the jade bowl. He lifted the bowl to his lips then gulped it all down.
All four realms in Martial Arts had unlimited advancement levels. If the cultivation was a success, a new level that was unique to the monk would be created.
The Tenth Change of Fish-Dragon Realm would probably be the highest level thus far in Fish Dragon Realm.
It was called the “God’s Destiny,” because in ancient times, those who made it to this level had all cultivated into actual Gods.
Nevertheless, there were not many who managed to advance to this level, not even during the golden age. The Tenth Change was simply too challenging.
After the golden age, hardly anyone could refine three drops of divine blood, not to mention those who progressed to the Tenth Change.
Prior to this, the nine sitting members of the Heir Seats had never thought of advancing to the Tenth Change. Now, with the help of the Holy Spring, all of them were willing to give this a try.
The one who succeeded would be the first to achieve this ever since the golden age period of ancient times.
The remaining eight heirs also knew about the legend of The Tenth Change and drank the Holy Spring. They too wanted to be at a higher level.
Glancing across the nine heirs, the Saint Lady was hoping one of them would succeed.
As for the Queen, she must have been having the same expectations, as she was willing to treat them to the Holy Spring.
Who would be the destined God?
An hour later, nine of the Kunlun’s Heirs were done absorbing the divine blood and gained three deity prints. Their power increased immensely and their bodies started emitting Holy Qi.
Should the Third Royal Prince of Immortal Vampire prince come threatening again with the heirloom valuable, Hundred Saint Blood Armor, he would suffer a crushing defeat without a doubt.
“With my current cultivation level, I am confident that I could take out a Half Saint of Tier Two. I bet I could take out four Half Saints of Tier Four if I managed to advance to the level equivalent to a Half Saint of Tier One. If they were the weaker ones, I bet I could go on for a few more rounds,” Gai Tianjiao sneered.
“I really wonder how much divine blood we need to achieve the Tenth Change level,” sighed Ouyang Huan.
While his power had increased significantly, he couldn’t get to the Tenth Change. He was a little disappointed.
None of them had succeeded…not even close.
The Saint Lady acknowledged the disappointing result, sighing silently. No one made it to the Tenth Change even with the help of the Holy Spring. Would this continue to be a legend?
Suddenly, the Saint Lady took a glance at Lin Yue.
She believed that Lin Yue’s talent was higher than the nine heirs.
If there could only be one swordsman of Kunlun’s field who could master the Tenth Change, he would be the one.
It’s a pity that he chose love over power. He would rather be a servant and not an heir, losing the only chance, as there were only nine bowls of Holy Spring.
Without the Holy Spring, no one would be able to achieve the Tenth Change solely with their cultivations. The Saint Lady sighed again.
Little did she know that Zhang Ruochen and the Queen were lovers that turned into sworn enemies.
The truth was that Zhang Ruochen could not be the heir, and he was afraid to be one. She had no idea about this at all.
The grand banquet ended with mixed feelings. The young monks who hadn’t been invited were envious and jealous of those who went.
Six Saints to the Sky Wine, Holy Fire Kirin, Supreme Saint Heavenly Tea and Holy Spring were extremely rare treasures which every saint or half saint had wanted.
“The banquet tonight will definitely be written into history, as it symbolizes greatness being brought by the coming generation.”
“I could imagine when the news spreads by sunrise tomorrow, the world will be shocked by everything that happened today. The nine Kunlun’s heirs will become the icons of new born leaders that every young person goes after.”
“Other than the nine Kunlun’s heirs, the story of Lin Yue giving up his opportunity to be the heir despite his eligibility might be told as a legend, too, for he chose to be a servant.”
“What is the point though? The nine Kunlun’s heirs are much stronger than him now after consuming the Holy Spring. From today onwards, the heirs will be getting more resources and the distance between him and the heirs will only grow,” said someone in an arrogant tone.
