Abundant Martial Arts Virtue

Chang'an.

The most prosperous place under heaven.

Ye Huangyun, dressed in a white dao robe, felt spring breeze in his step as he rode his horse.

Today, having achieved success in cultivation, he claimed first place in both literature and martial arts during the palace examination, causing a sensation across the land.

The emperor awarded him the "Son of Heaven's Disciple" dao robe, riding a dragon horse to tour the entire city.

As Ye Huangyun toured Chang'an, he reminisced about the scene during the palace examination.

Every person almost always faces the "palace examination stone", channeling their full power into it for this divine stone to test.

——Heaven does not disappoint the persistent, he received affirmation from the "palace examination stone", being called "the strongest".

Although the entire event was indeed exhausting, the result was good after all.

For some reason, he always felt that his full strength had not been fully unleashed.

Moreover, after the palace examination, he faintly sensed that it seemed an extremely powerful force had been used by the "palace examination stone"——

But it was not returned.

Why would this happen?

Ye Huangyun's heart was filled with doubt.

At this moment, it was as if something in his heart suddenly awoke.

His past vividly appeared before his eyes.

Since rebirth——

He avoided many traps, finally overcoming all obstacles to reach today.

However.

Before rebirth, he had encountered some events.

The memories were already very blurred.

Those should have been some illusions between life and death.

For example——

Black rain.

Rain?

Why is it black?

As he was trying hard to think, countless dreamlike murmurs erupted in the void.

The entire world seemed to quiet down, falling into complete stasis.

Endless malice surrounded him.

Those murmurs like raging tides enveloped him, constantly merging into his mind.

The next moment.

Smack.

Ye Huangyun realized he was hit by something.

He returned to his senses, only to find a red embroidered ball bouncing off from his chest, landing on the horse's back.

Embroidered ball?

He picked up the ball and weighed it in his hand.

This ball was woven from the silk of extremely rare ice silkworms of ten thousand years, able to evade people's divine thoughts.

No wonder it was able to hit me.

Ye Huangyun looked up to see a strikingly beautiful woman standing on a high building beside him.

Beside him, another fellow from the contemporaneous palace examination excitedly said:

"Brother Ye, that's the emperor's cherished princess of the empire——"

"She's taken a liking to you!"

Everyone around jeered.

Ye Huangyun steadied himself.

——Regardless of anything, the matter at hand must be dealt with immediately.

He held the embroidered ball and gently soared up the high building, bowing to the princess:

"Is this Your Highness's ball?"

"Yes," the princess shyly replied, "It was meant to hit you."

The whole venue was in an uproar.

She smiled slightly at him, revealing a beauty that could bring cities to ruin.

Ye Huangyun was somewhat dumbfounded.

——Compared to some mysterious events between life and death, how could anything be more important than the beauty before him?

His previous thoughts were long cast to the heavens above.

At the same moment.

Across the seas.

On an island in the East Sea, a giant stone cracked open.

A black gorilla shot into the sky, landed on the ground, tumbled a few times, then stood up.

With complete facial features and limbs, it quickly learned to crawl and walk, paying respects to the four directions, its gaze casting golden light straight into the skies.

Time passed.

Three years later.

Ye Huangyun stood outside the hall, waiting anxiously.

Suddenly, a baby's cry sounded, and joyful voices of women came from inside the hall:

"Born! It's a boy!"

In the void, the endless murmur suddenly grew louder.

Infinite voices filled the world.

Yet no one heard them.

Nor did Ye Huangyun hear them.

He only heard the maid's words and was overjoyed.

Two maids already came out holding the baby to meet him.

One maid urged:

"Consort, quickly cut your finger, gather all your Tao power in your blood, and drop a drop on the child's brow, so he can grow strong and awaken his power."

"Of course!" Ye Huangyun gladly agreed.

——Transmitting one's mana through a blood curse to the next generation is an established practice in the world.

Simple, direct, and brutal.

Effective.

Everyone acknowledged this.

Ye Huangyun naturally knew this common sense.

He used a treasure knife at his waist to cut his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, gathering all his mana within.

——The color of this blood drop was gray.

Ye Huangyun paused.

In the void, the poisonous murmurs descended from the sky, fully encircling him, dense and incessant, growing faster and stronger.

Ye Huangyun relaxed his brow and dropped the blood onto the infant's brow.

——According to common sense, during the blood curse ceremony, everyone's blood is gray, so it's nothing to be startled about.

The maid mischievously smiled and said:

"Look, the baby has received your power inheritance, and is no longer crying, and is now peacefully asleep."

"Hahaha, naturally!" Ye Huangyun laughed with satisfaction.

The ceremony was complete.

Two maids holding the baby quickly moved toward the room.

There were many more affairs to handle next.

——But they no longer needed this consort.

At the same moment.

In the Southern Wilderness's vast mountains.

A meteor fell from the sky, piercing through layers of clouds, plunging into a mountain gorge.

Boom——

In the depths of the gorge, within a demon beast's nest.

The meteor entered the demon beast's belly.

In an instant.

A pig demon was born!

This was a delicate and charming Dutch Pig!

Another three years passed.

Five years.

Ten years.

No need to elaborate on the events in between, as they are no different from this.

Fifteen years later.

One day, the Emperor attended the court, gently touching the white hair on his head, and suddenly sighed:

"We cultivate with myriad methods and countless magic, yet cannot attain immortality, is it not a joke?"

Everyone remained silent.

At this time, a monk passing through the empire, exchanging official documents, spoke up:

"Why not go to the Spirit Mountain to seek the true scriptures?"

"What of the true scriptures?" the Emperor asked.

"The Mahayana Buddhism Tripitaka can save the dead from suffering, with a body that knows no decay," the monk said.

"Is it truly so?" the Emperor asked.

"Absolutely no falsehood," the monk said.

The Emperor looked towards the elders serving on either side, inquiring with his eyes.

Both elders slightly nodded, indicating the monk was not lying.

The monk then presented various maps and notes, saying:

"The westward journey is long, with many demons; trusted and skilled individuals are needed to reach it."

The Emperor, overjoyed, stood up and shouted below: "Who among you, my beloved ministers, can journey to the Spirit Mountain for the true scriptures?"

The ministers surged with movement, eager to accept the task.

The Emperor hesitated to decide.

Ye Huangyun stepped forward from the crowd, bowing ceremoniously: "Your Majesty, I am willing to undertake this journey."

The Emperor decided:

"Good! You are my beloved son-in-law, a pillar minister with exceptional cultivation; I order you to journey westward to Spirit Mountain to fetch the true scriptures!"

"Yes!" Ye Huangyun said.

On the other side.

Outside the "Calamity of Fate".

In the "Death Land of the Three Paths".

"Truly troublesome..."

"If we defeat it, will more formidable monsters appear?"

Wu Xiaode ruminated quietly, continuously dodging and maneuvering.

——He too was in a fierce struggle.

The large black hand in the void incessantly pounded, crashed, slashed, pushed, smacked, and struck, repelling the massive evil object's attacks one by one.

This evil object was seemingly not much inferior to the power of the "Skeleton".

Its body was full of tentacles, each with a head, each head capable of spitting out a destructive light sphere.

The entire world was enveloped in these dense light spheres.

Wu Xiaode, relying on the "Invincible" attribute of "Dragon Snake Rising from Land," barely managed to hold on.

He no longer dared to go all out.

After all, each previous time he scattered the enemy, a stronger foe immediately appeared.

——This was already the third one.

If it continued like this, sooner or later he would encounter an existence capable of surpassing the "Dragon Snake Rising from Land" and killing him!

As he was contemplating, he suddenly saw the heads of the evil object cluster together, all opening their mouths to spit out a mass of black light.

The black lights gathered, exuding a terrifying aura.

Wu Xiaode instinctively felt something was wrong and immediately delivered another punch——

A flash.

The giant black fist scattered the many heads of the evil object.

The black light, like a beam, swept across the sky and hit Wu Xiaode.

His body, like a shadow, crashed into countless coffins, plummeting below the endless group of coffins.

"Damn it!"

"Even with the 'Invincible' protection, this move was too painful."

Wu Xiaode gritted his teeth, his body seething with anger.

No matter.

Let's deal with this creature first before considering other matters!

——If he could defeat it.

He gritted his teeth and was about to rush out from the dense coffins when he suddenly stopped where he was.

What?

What was that sound?

Wu Xiaode focused his mind to listen, faintly hearing an ethereal song.

A woman sang softly:

"You really should come and see... this magnificent... Everday City..."

At this moment.

Wu Xiaode had two choices.

The first choice, charge up and continue fighting the evil object;

The second choice, seek out the source of this voice.

Logically, in such a sinister place, one should not concern themselves with anything they encounter to ensure their safety.

Moreover, he was engaged in a battle.

Yet a distant memory flashed through Wu Xiaode's mind.

Back then, he had awakened a skill——

It was called "Everday City"!

The skill description included a phrase:

"Destruction and death emerge together to the extreme, capturing a slight emergence of Everday City from the endless chaos at the end, for your use."

——A slight emergence of Everday City.

His skill was merely a "slight emergence" of the real Everday City.

Could it be that in this sinister place named "Death Land of the Three Paths," the real Everday City is hidden?

At this thought, Wu Xiaode could no longer restrain himself.

He looked up and saw endless coffins blocking his overhead view, isolating the evil object from him for the moment.

——Then I'll take a look!

Even if it's fake, it's just another battle!

Following the woman's voice, Wu Xiaode's figure flickered rapidly to the extreme.

In just two finger snaps.

He traversed the long distance and arrived before a dilapidated coffin.

Seeing that this coffin was identical to the rest, but its lid was open.

On the open side of the coffin was a line of delicate yet disordered small characters:

"Master, save me."

"Xiu..."

This was written in blood.

Was someone once trapped alive in this sinister place?

Who was her master?

Since she is no longer here, does it mean she was rescued?

——How was she rescued from this "Death Land of the Three Paths"?

As Wu Xiaode pondered, a deafening roar sounded from outside:

"Come on, roll out, are you scared out of your wits?"

However, amidst this voice, that woman's voice suddenly appeared again——

"Everday City... beautiful Everday City... you are the only new life..."

The voice came from within this coffin!

No doubt!

There must be intrigue here!

At the same time, Wu Xiaode suddenly felt a jolt in his heart, with various insights surging in his mind.

A line of battle record appeared in the Evil Spirit Book:

"Your Element Detection auto-activated, detected the mechanism here, and mastered its usage."

Wu Xiaode hesitated no longer, directly charging into the coffin.

He reached out, gently touching the small characters.

In an instant.

He vanished.