I Have A Qi Fortune Altar

"Su Ziyue, the sacred artifact you used earlier enhanced your bloodline power, but a significant amount of time has passed. Even if it wasn't fully refined, it should be almost done.

Time should not be wasted. You can cultivate on the road. The Divine Son has been waiting for you for a long time and is eagerly expecting your return to the clan to see him."

"Senior Bai, Ziyue really cannot leave seclusion now. Please allow a few more days." Su Ziyue's gaze turned slightly cold, but her voice was disguised.

"There's no need to discuss this further. My patience is also limited." Bai Niansheng wasn't interested in bargaining. He had waited long enough and couldn't wait any longer.

"This...."

"I'll give you an hour to harness your power and gather your things. After an hour, I'll take you with me to leave Praying Moon Mountain." After saying this, he spoke no more.

However, his tone had already set the matter in stone.

Even the Su Family's old ancestor beside him dared not intervene, merely sighed lightly.

Su Ziyue took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart, and said in a deep voice:

"Fine."

After quickly answering, Su Ziyue looked toward Chen Yuan, who was meditating, and said in a low voice:

"That old thing outside has said as much. If I don't go, he might just break in. You should immediately send several Daoists on their way here. I'll try my best to delay time on the road. Don't worry... I will be fine."

Su Ziyue seemed afraid that Chen Yuan might lose his temper, and added this last sentence, hoping he wouldn't act impulsively. They still had a chance.

Without opening his eyes, Chen Yuan uttered:

"With me here, there's no need to worry. An hour... is enough!"

After saying this, he spoke no further, focusing entirely on quickly recovering his strength.

Over the past ten days, helping Su Ziyue suppress the backlash and desire, he had not only exhausted his ink but also quite a bit of his strength, although he could still go out directly now.

But, since the person outside gave an hour, why not take advantage of it?

Seeing Chen Yuan speak those words and then close his eyes, Su Ziyue was dumbfounded, not quite understanding what he meant or what he intended to do.

By his demeanor, it seemed he wanted to spar with the Great Saint of the Fox Clan outside.

But....

How could that be possible!

Chen Yuan only has the cultivation of Refining God. Where does the confidence to confront a Great Saint come from?

If relying on Senior Moluo, it also didn't seem possible, as that wouldn't require a half-hour rest.

Su Ziyue couldn't understand, and when she spoke, Chen Yuan didn't respond.

Seeing this, Su Ziyue exhaled a long breath and took out the Exotic Treasure Heavenly Book herself, connecting with Jiang He and Yang Huatian, and transmitted:

"I, Su Ziyue, am in danger, come quickly to South State's Nanning Prefecture!"

Her movements were swift, so quick that Chen Yuan didn't have time to dissuade her. Seeing her in this state, Chen Yuan knew that even if he told her he had the strength to deal with a True Monarch, she wouldn't believe him.

Therefore, he didn't bother.

After Su Ziyue's transmission, she didn't stop either, instead immediately restoring her state. She could see that Chen Yuan was bound to make a move, and given that, she could only try to help him as much as possible.

Time passed second by second, and in a blink, an hour had gone by.

Outside, Bai Niansheng had grown impatient, coldly saying:

"Su Ziyue, it's time to depart!"

"Heh heh... indeed, it's time to depart!"

The response from inside the cave was a faint male voice, causing Bai Niansheng and the Su Family's old ancestor's expressions to change immediately. Inside... there was actually a man!

Did the Divine Son get usurped by someone ahead?

This thought instantly flashed through Bai Niansheng's mind, followed by anger.

"Spare your anger, Elder Bai."

The Su Family's old ancestor quickly said.

"Get lost!" Bai Niansheng's aura surged, pressing down on Praying Moon Mountain, while black clouds rapidly gathered in the void, coldly saying:

"What thief, show yourself and surrender to death quickly!"

Inside the cave mansion.

Sitting cross-legged on the Cold Jade Bed, Chen Yuan had already opened his eyes, lightly brushing Su Ziyue's hair beside him, who was looking worried, and said softly:

"I've slain a Barbarian God, extinguished a Bodhisattva, killed a True Monarch, now... just missing a demon clan's Great Saint."

"Chen Yuan, you...."

Su Ziyue stood there, dumbfounded.

"My cultivation surged before, my strength rapidly advancing. I feel I'm now capable of a skirmish with a True Monarch. It's a pity that my first opponent turns out to be an old fox, but... it's fine.

It's fitting; I'll peel off his fox skin and make a robe for you."

As he finished speaking, Chen Yuan's powerful aura rapidly rose, and on the back and palm of his hands, scales of a dark black color began to emerge from beneath his skin.

His eyes glowed red, and atop his head, two black demon horns radiated a ghostly light, growing out.

In mere moments, Chen Yuan underwent a significant transformation, his robe shredded, with his body fully covered in pitch-black scales, even his face was no exception.

Other than resembling a humanoid figure, it was impossible to discern if he was of the Human Race.

Such a massive change left Su Ziyue momentarily aghast, unable to close her open mouth for a while, before hesitantly asking:

"You... you don't also have demon clan blood, do you?"

Chen Yuan chuckled lightly. He indeed appeared somewhat unlike a human, but claiming he had demon clan blood was also a bit stretched. More accurately, he now possessed his unique bloodline.

Unique in the world.

A peculiar bloodline that fused the Xiang Family's Divine Blood, Qilin Divine Blood, and his own bloodline.

The scales shimmered with an eerie glow, extraordinarily mysterious.

Chen Yuan said softly:

"Now... I am the true Asura Daoist!"

The door outside was violently shattered. That was Bai Niansheng losing patience and taking action. He then saw a black-armored figure emerge from the dust. Upon realizing who it was, his eyes narrowed, furrowing as he said:

"Which clan of the hundred clans from the Southern Border are you from?"

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Finally done writing this, I'm a bit tired.

But I'm wary of saying too much. In any case, the password is in the comments section below.

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