Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
The golden Amaryllis swayed softly with the breeze; it had yet to bloom. The other ninety-nine Amaryllises were flowing their essences into the 100th Amaryllis. Every few days, a petal would wither and fall off from the first Amaryllis, and along with it came the gradual decomposition of Bi’s and An’s bodies on the first Amaryllis. The essences from the bodies was sucked away, like the petals that withered.
Soon, the first Amaryllis was fully consumed. This would indicate that the cultivation base of one of their 99 lives was absorbed back to them. As such, the 100th Amaryllis grew a little more.
And when all the 99 Amaryllises and their cultivations of the past 99 lives were wholly absorbed by the new Amaryllis, they will then be granted a new life and be elevated to a level beyond reach!
Yin Fanxuan said in shock, “This art is so unique, can cultivation be done this way too?”
“This art is known as the [Worldly Tribulations Scripture], one reincarnation being one tribulation, large success comes only when they’ve gone through 99 lives and 99 tribulations. And now, their cultivation of this art is at its final stages.”
Zhong Yue explained, “They are now retaking the cultivations of their past hundred lives, combining them into one. With all the different Daos they had cultivated before now gathered together, their potential in this life will be… incredible.”
Yin Fanxuan nodded, and she immediately noticed the oddness and asked, “Wait, all the 99 Amaryllises had two flowers each, but why is the last one only having one flower?”
Zhong Yue startled for a second and quickly noticed it too.
Bi and An were brothers for all their past lives, the birthplace of their next life were always the twin-flower Amaryllises, and yet, in their 100th life, there was only an Amaryllis with only one flower?
The twin-flower Amaryllises would grow two mortal bodies, one for each brother. But now, there was only one flower, could it perhaps be an unforeseen accident?
And suddenly, a thought flashed into his mind.
Pi Xiu was the fifth brother, he had been calling Bi and An his fourth brother. Could it be… Bi and An were actually the same single individual the whole time?
He recalled the mysterious connection between the “brothers”. He had always been curious as to how could they be so in sync that they appeared somehow just like a single entity.
Now thinking back on it, perhaps, Bi and An were just the same individual. It would explain everything now.
They were a single entity, divided into two bodies that could cultivate at the same time. Each of the two bodies would cultivate differently, be it their understandings, attainments, knowledge, and the Daos; ‘his’ cultivation progress would thus be doubled in the same amount of time!
This wasn’t a solitary case. For example, the Tian Wu Celestial Race could do exactly this. Moreover, they could even do it at an absurd scale of eight instead of just two. A Tian Wu celestial can divide himself into eight winged Golden Hous, or combine together back to his Tian Wu form.
Furthermore, Hous were also one kind of celestial tigers; while Bi and An had the White Tiger bloodline in them. Could this be a special trademark to only the celestial tigers?
The cultivations of 198 lives, 198 peaked Deity Emperors. Cousin Bi An is really denying the natural law of power! Zhong Yue praised, Their cultivations were different from each other and each life. With those two returning back to one, just how many Daos would he have?
Before the hundredth time reincarnated Amaryllis bloomed, it started emanating an ethereal, pleasant fragrance. It was nothing like those they’ve smelled before, this fragrance could cure even the severely anorexic patients. Just smelling it made them feel so eager to take a huge bite of the Amaryllis in front of them!
The Amaryllis harbored the air of the greatest saint herb, way surpassing any other divine herbs they had ever known, including the Six Paths Fruits from the Six Paths Tree appeared to be countless times beneath it!
“What a fragrance…” Yin Fanxuan unknowingly to herself swallowed a mouth of saliva. The fragrance was above their own control, even she couldn’t help but want to bite a mouth on it.
The fragrance seeped through the ship and covered a wide piece of land. The gods outside were sniffing in the air, tracing its source and finally, staring at the ship’s direction while salivating for the fragrance’s source.
Although this ancient ship was sealed off by the innate celestial god. Chuo Long, the fragrance could still strangely seep out. It was as if the fragrance could penetrate through space and dimensions.
“Lord, what is the fragrance?” Fu Li loud rumble could be heard shouting from the outside, “Let me take a taste of it!”
Mu Suge was also saying, “Mister, what saint herb is it?”
“Saint herb!” The shackled Creators were agitated, struggling to break themselves free and lunged over. The sounds of metals clanking never stopped as the chains clashed with one another in the struggles.
In the midst of it all, Zhong Yue frowned, “This fragrance, it doesn’t feel right…”
All of a sudden, Chuo Long who was debating with Feng Xiaozhong was shaken to his core. He abruptly turned his head back, lifting away the red robe covering his stature and turning into his true form of an innate celestial dragon.
The dragon head reached out for the sea of golden Amaryllises, lowered down while its whiskers floated in the air and its eyes glaring like suns filled with divine fire!
He opened his mouth wide, salivas streaming down the corner of his mouth, and his eyes filled with avarice staring at the yet-to-bloom Amaryllis.
Zhong Yue’s heart skipped and his scalps tingled, he shouted instantly, “Cousin Chuo Long, he is your son!”
Chuo Long gave a shriek in fear, he quickly turned around, lifting his gaze away from the golden Amaryllis with a body quaking violently.
“The scent, the fragrance——”
Chuo Long’s huge claws were shaking like a mini earthquake, deep draconic groans gibbered out from his throat. He was enticed by the fragrance to a point where he couldn’t even keep himself sane anymore, losing his control from time to time.
“He is my son, I cannot eat him…”
The innate celestial dragon whose whiskers were floating up and down could be heard murmuring. His voice was shifting from the tone of a caring father to an evil fiend. The next second, he could be heard grinning viciously, “But this is the greatest saint herb, I will gain all of his hundred lives of cultivations right after I eat him! I haven’t reached to the monarch’s level yet, this son of mine might just be the last key for me to ascend!”
“NO—!”
The dragon roared thunderously, “Even the deadly tigers don’t eat its own cubs. Let alone an innate celestial dragon!”
“Hehe, I am an innate god, the flow of time affect me not even the slightest, I embrace a life as long as the universe exists. Why does the life of a son matter at all?”
…
Zhong Yue and Yin Fanxuan were horrified. The innate celestial god was struggling deep within, its head was turning back and forth, changing its expressions from one to another.
The Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis was far too alluring a prize, even when Bi An was his own son, Chuo Long still couldn’t fully resist the enticement from the saint herb and his Dao was gradually shattering away. Especially when the Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis was his son, its medicinal efficacy was of the same origin to his; thus, making it most fitted to his cultivation.
Then, the second Amaryllis has fully withered, the Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis grew stronger, both in power and its fragrance. Chuo Long gave a painful roar. As a result, there would sometimes be surging waves of towering tides on the sea concomitant with heavy thunderstorms; and the other times, peaceful waves ebbing with warm and gentle breeze.
Suddenly, Zhong Yue shouted, “Cousin Chuo Long, you should leave now! You should not be here, LEAVE! Leave at once! The further the better!”
Chuo Long regained a short moment of conscious, he roared and the red robe flew back to him while his body shrank to the size of a man. The red robe covered his body and he bolted away from the scene.
All of a sudden, the dragon claws reached back and clawed Feng Xiaozhong away together, “I’ve lost in the debate. For the next ten years, I’ll be your subject. You can do whatever you want on me!”
He grabbed Feng Xiaozhong and bolted out without even delaying for a single second.
Seeing the developments of the situation, Zhong Yue heaved a breath of relief. If Chuo Long hadn’t brought Feng Xiaozhong away, he too wouldn’t be able to protect the Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis as he knew clearly what would happen next if Chuo Long hadn’t done so.
With Feng Xiaozhong’s personality, once Chuo Long has left the scene, he would immediately seize the Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis for his research!
Chuo Long knew it too; thus, he brought the madman away with him, and the price to pay was endless suffering for the next ten years.
No wonder Bi An wants me to be their guardian. This last tribulation of theirs is the hardest of all. The saint herb formed by a hundred lives will bring the attention of those lingering in the dark, including those unbeatable paragons.
Zhong Yue frowned softly and thought, Will I really be able to protect them?
The more he thought of it, the more terrified he became. It was just two of the 99 Amaryllises that it had absorbed. Even so, it was strong enough to entice him to seize it for himself!
Suddenly, he heard Yin Fanxuan murmuring, “If I can consume this saint herb…”
“Wake up!” Zhong Yue shouted in her ears and Yin Fanxuan snapped out of her stupor. She shivered and exclaimed in shock, “This Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis can actually even disrupt my Dao heart! Dear, we shan’t stay here any longer, else, our Dao hearts will be affected by the saint herb and we’ll go out of control!”
And suddenly, Zhong Yue’s expressions were changing drastically and an evil voice was heard coming from his mouth, “I took all the burden of making my race great again, but it has since developed far too heavy for me to carry, it’s only time that I drown in it. If, if… if I consume him, Hehe, if I consume him, years of hard cultivation can be skipped and I will reach the level I’ve been dreaming of! Eat him, eat the brothers…”
Yin Fanxuan quickly cast out her jade flute and played the [Great Heavenly Demon Heart Suppressive Intonation] to help Zhong Yue regain the peace within his Dao heart.
The husband and wife looked at one another and saw the same fear in each other’s eyes!
Bi An trusted me to be their last tribulation’s guardian. If I end up being the one that eats them, how much of a trash would that make me?
Zhong Yue gritted his teeth and suddenly, he heard clamors coming outside of the ship. The countless gods were affected by the fragrance, their Dao hearts disrupted by it and they were attacking the ancient ship. But to be able to cause this ancient ship to shudder, it would have to be the works of the Creators!
Yin Fanxuan shot out from the cabin and reached the deck. She played the flute, covering miles and miles of distance. The gods startled and regained their conscious, they were all shocked and quickly fled as far as they could.
Then, she cast the jade flute up in the air, maintaining it by her arcane energy while she hurried back to the cabin. She was afraid that Zhong Yue would lose it and eat Bi An.
It was at this time that, Zhong Yue took out a pearl and reached his head into it, leaving his headless body out in the real-world, shocking Yin Fanxuan dearly.
There was no head above his neck but replaced by a little pearl. It was a scene that could actually shock the weak-hearted to death.
The pearl was none other than the Six Paths World handed to him by Si Ming. Inside of it sealed Fu Shang.
Zhong Yue reached his head into the Six Paths World and sniffed deeply, he frowned when he noticed that he could still smell the fragrance in here.
He looked up and saw Fu Shang sitting unmovingly, tangled by the chains and devoid of any emotions.
This is definitely safe!
Zhong Yue retracted his head, lifted his hands up and shifted the sea into the pearl with his arcane energy!
In just seconds, the sea and Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis were all sent into the Six Paths World. Then, Zhong Yue entered the pearl and asked loudly, “Fu Shang, you won’t be eating him, would you?”
Fu Shang tardily raised his head up and stared blankly back at Zhong Yue with no emotions at all.
Zhong Yue relieved his heart and walked out from the Six Paths World, he kept the peal back and thought, Even the Six Paths World couldn’t stop the saint Amaryllis’s fragrance. However, it can delay its spread awhile.
Unbeknownst to them, three months of time had flashed past. The fragrance had finally started to seep out of the pearl, causing Zhong Yue’s heart to palpitate. Left with no choice, he could only ask Yin Fanxuan to cast the jade flute and prevent the gods in the Heaven Suppressing Palace from losing it.
It was fine for two months, and one day, a loud roar came outside of the Heaven Suppressing Palace. A huge god traveled a long distance to the Heaven Suppressing Palace. As he tried to cross the river, he quickly drowned in the tides, torn into pieces from it.
“Master, it’s not good…” A god came rushing in to report, but even without him, Zhong Yue had already known about it. Reflected in his pupils were a swarm of gods numbering more than tens of thousands rushing toward the Heaven Suppressing Palace from all directions.
Putong— Putong—
The gods were waving their hands and legs as they were swallowed into the Star River, and have never seen surfacing anymore!
Their Dao hearts were fully filled with the Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis’s fragrance, so much so that they couldn’t even recognize the dangers anymore, let alone avoid it!
