Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

0However, Feng Yimo believed that the Yin-yang Spell was not only powerful, but also stronger than Yin and Yang cultivation! However, because he had only been in contact with the Yin-yang Spell for a short period of time, he had not fully mastered it yet. Therefore, he could only slowly explore its profound meaning. What he was curious about was that the princess of Chu Country was poisoned.    

    

There were many Golden Core Cultivators in Hundred Flowers City. Could it be that none of them could tell that Chu Linger was poisoned? Was there any other hidden reason behind this?    

    

Feng Yimo shook his head and ignored this matter. He took out the jade slip and understood this unfamiliar region.    

    

The Chu Country, the State of Yue, the Qi State, and the State of Wei belonged to the small Cultivation Country of the Hongming Continent. Their area was almost the same. Their goal was to balance the power and resources of the Cultivation Country. They belonged to a medium-sized Cultivation Country called the State of Qin. The grade of the Cultivation Country was determined by the number and level of the high-level cultivators. The highest grade cultivators such as the Chu Country, the State of Yue and the others were Cultivator of the Golden Core Period. If someone was lucky enough to break through to the Nascent Infant Period realm and reach a certain number, they would be able to break through to the Nascent Infant Period realm. In that case, the Cultivation Country that he belonged to would become a medium-sized Cultivation Country, and he would be able to own five smaller Cultivation Country as his vassal states.    

    

If there were twenty Nascent Infant Period eccentrics in a medium-sized Cultivation Country, then it would become a large-sized Cultivation Country. Moreover, a large-sized Cultivation Country could own ten medium-sized Cultivation Country as its vassal states. Moreover, the number of Nascent Infant Period eccentrics it had could only be twenty. Anyone who had more than twenty people would have to be sent to the super Cultivation Country to participate in the outer domain battlefield and eliminate the alien races!    

    

Therefore, the Chu Country and the other smaller Cultivation Country belonged to a super Cultivation Country called the Profound Yin Sect.    

    

In the Hongming Continent, there were a total of seven super Cultivation Country like the Profound Yin Sect. They were the Profound Yin Sect, the Holy Lotus Cult, the North Boundary Field, the Black Wood Cliff, the Hundred Qiao Sect, the Business Alliance, and the Qitian Palace!    

    

It was said that every super cultivation country had an old Nascent Infant Late Period demon in charge. There were dozens of them, and even some Grand Perfection demons. They were about to take an important step into the Soul Formation Stage!    

    

The seven super Cultivation Country would hold a meeting every twenty years to discuss important matters. The rest of the time, they would cultivate and hope to reach the Soul Formation realm as soon as possible! Every five years, the seven great Cultivation Country would take turns. A certain super Cultivation Country would be in charge of the battle in outer space. The other six countries would support them, and now it was the Profound Yin Sect.    

    

It could be said that the entire Hongming Continent was controlled by these seven big cultivation countries, and no one could surpass them! The Hongming Continent, which was worth mentioning, was also upgraded according to Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Infant, and Soul Formation.    

    

Seeing this, Feng Yimo sighed at the strict hierarchy of this unfamiliar continent. There had to be more order. If he wanted to break through, he had to work hard and be careful of others. If he was not careful, his life would be in danger.    

    

He wanted to improve quickly, but even with the Yin-yang Spell, 99% of the spiritual energy he cultivated would be absorbed by the Spirit Devouring Silkworm, and not much of it would be left for him. If this continued, how long would it take for him to break through? When would the little guy wake up?    

    

As for the rusted knife that could suck people's Essence Bloods and bones, he didn't dare to move and kept it in the Storage Bag. Chi Yangzi's Storage Bag was thrown into an unknown river along the way. Everything was transferred into his own Storage Bag. Although there were spirit stones, spirit medicines, and spirit pills, he didn't dare to use them.    

    

The day after tomorrow was the Hundred Flower Gathering. The entire Hundred Flowers City was immersed in a sea of flowers. Even though it was autumn, the chrysanthemums, peonies, lotus flowers, begonias, orchids, and thousands of other kinds of flowers were competing for beauty, the entire city was clearly enchanted with a special formation. The four seasons were simulated everywhere, like plum blossoms blooming in a world of ice and snow. It was truly a delightful sight. There was no lack of precious species amongst them, and they were like the mud gold incense, purple dragon snow, cinnabar red frost, jade feather pipes, jade platform jade phoenixes, and dozens of other precious and precious species that were listed in the chrysanthemums, causing the Hundred Flowers City to become an ocean of flowers that lived up to its name!    

    

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Zhou Guangyuan appeared at the south gate of the Hundred Flowers City. He tidied his clothes before walking into the Hundred Flowers City with his head held high and chest puffed out. When he heard that combat was prohibited within the city, he heaved a sigh of relief and found a good restaurant. He ordered a table of dishes and started eating and drinking. During his two months of escaping, he hadn't eaten or slept well at all.    

    

However, he forgot that eating and drinking in the mortal world required silver taels. When he stood up and paid the bill, he realized that he didn't have any silver taels on him. The waiter saw that he had been searching his body for a long time, but he didn't take out any silver taels. His smile turned cold. "Are you here to make fun of our restaurant? If you don't have money, why are you here to eat and drink? Don't tell me you want to eat and drink?"    

    

Zhou Guangyuan had never been ridiculed like this before. He slammed the table and said angrily, "Isn't it just some dirty money? I have treasures to repay my debt!" He took out a low grade spirit stone and placed it on the table. The waiter had just been recruited. He did not know a low grade spirit stone. He thought it was a broken stone. He shook the white towel and swept it on the floor. He sneered and said, "Sir, you have a good plan. You can fool us with a broken stone. If you can't take out money again, don't blame us for reporting to the government!"    

    

Zhou Guangyuan was so angry that he was about to lose his temper. Suddenly, he saw a 15 or 16 year old young man pick up a low grade spirit stone and put it on the table. He took out a piece of five taels of silver. "I will pay for him."    

    

When the waiter received the money, he was all smiles. As long as he received the money, it was fine. It didn't matter who paid for it.    

    

Zhou Guangyuan cupped his fists at Feng Yimo gratefully. "I am Zhou Guangyuan. Thank you for your help, little brother."    

    

Feng Yimo smiled and returned the gesture. He clasped his fists and turned to leave. "Don't worry, brother."    

    

He could tell that Zhou Guangyuan was at the tenth level of Qi Cultivation. His soul power was strong, his realm was unstable, and he was injured. His foundation was unstable, as if he had fallen from the Foundation Establishment realm. That was why he helped this poor cultivator.    

    

"Thank you!" Zhou Guangyuan shouted at the back of Feng Yimo. He found that the mortals who helped him were not ordinary.    

    

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Half a day after Zhou Guangyuan entered the Hundred Flowers City, three cultivators landed outside the east gate with hurried expressions. After entering the city, they also found a wine house, ordered some dishes, and discussed in a low voice.    

    

"Senior Brother Lan Tian Yu, that bastard came to the Hundred Flowers City earlier than us. We can't use violence. What should we do next?" A cultivator around 30 years old asked the cultivator sitting in the middle. The cultivator in the middle had a calm face, a long face, and a big hand. The spiritual energy around his body was surging. He was already a Foundation Establishment Late Period warrior.    

    

Lan Tianyu looked around and saw a group of patrolling soldiers on the main street below. Each of them was wearing a helmet and armor. There were ten of them in a group. Maintaining order in the city was not the only thing. Every street is guarded by a monk who may not strike when he discovers a fight. However, they would report it to the law enforcement team, and the law enforcement team would punish those who violated the law of the city. Outside the city gate. Three dead bodies hung from three ten-foot-tall poles, swaying in the wind. Even though they had died for a long time, one could still tell that these three people were actually medicinal Golden Core Cultivators! This was the Hundred Flowers City's warning to all cultivators. Any cultivator who caused trouble in the city would have such an outcome!    

    

"This place is heavily guarded. We absolutely cannot make a move. After we eat and drink our fill, we'll first find that fellow's resting place and keep an eye on him. Once he leaves the Hundred Flowers City, it'll be the time for us to make a move!" Lan Tian Yu said.    

    

"En, Senior Brother is right."    

    

The three of them swept through the sky and cleared a table full of dishes. After paying the bill, they came to the main street and began to search for Zhou Guangyuan's whereabouts. The three of them did not go far when they saw a group of ruffians bullying a beggar. The patrolling soldiers turned a blind eye and did not ask anything. Ignoring them, Lan Tian Yu's heart stirred and he said to a junior brother beside him, "Junior brother Lan Fan, call those ruffians over. I have something to arrange for them to do."    

    

Lan Fan was a disciple of the Yin-yang Sect that was around 30 years old. Although he didn't understand why his senior brother wanted to call these ruffians ruffians, he still obediently came in front of a dozen ruffians. When the ruffians saw Lan Fan wearing a Daoist robe and was a cultivator, they hurriedly stopped beating and scolding him. One of them bowed and bowed. "I don't know what orders the Celestial Immortal has, but we will definitely do our best!"    

    

Lan Fan saw that the person should be the ruffian's leader. He hooked his finger and said: "You, come with me. Senior brother has something to say!"