BTTH : Emperor Yang

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They took one last look at the dark, empty space.

"Let’s go, time to head out."

As the words fell, the two of them trembled slightly, and their illusory bodies slowly faded from the space.

The moment their figures disappeared, the entire space let out a faint hiss and quietly vanished. The odd space that had been personally opened by Demon Saint Huang Quan in ancient times completely collapsed and ceased to exist.

Outside, on the altar.

Qing Lin and the others silently waited. They stared at Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, who had been sitting cross-legged on the stone pedestal without any movement for an entire morning.

"Sister Cai Lin, are they going to be alright?" Qing Lin frowned and whispered.

Hearing this, Medusa could not help but slightly knit her brows as well. Even Yao Ming did not dare underestimate this stone stele, so although they had always had great confidence in Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, they still couldn’t help but feel worried at this moment.

"Yao Ming, in the past, did any of your clan’s experts ever take this long after entering the stone stele?" After waiting a while longer, Medusa looked toward Yao Ming and asked.

Yao Ming hesitated a moment before shaking his head. "In the past, the experts of my clan who entered the stone stele basically never lasted more than half an hour."

He quickly added, "But the master and Brother Xiao Yan both have exceptionally strong soul power, and they have Heavenly Flames protecting them. There shouldn’t be any accidents."

Even so, Qing Lin and Medusa’s brows furrowed even tighter, though there was nothing they could do besides suppress their worry and continue waiting.

In the blink of an eye, another half hour passed.

Just as the two women were about to lose control of their anxiety, the stone stele suddenly erupted with a flash of intense light. Two soul bodies flew out from within and, under the surprised joy of Qing Lin and the others, shot straight into the two physical bodies seated on the stone pedestal.

"Cough, cough—"

Wei Yang and Xiao Yan’s eyes snapped open.

Their faces instantly turned pale, followed by a violent coughing fit filled with weakness. The injuries from forcefully enduring a strike of Yellow Spring Divine Anger were finally showing.

"My soul power is severely drained. Without ten days or half a month, there’s no way I’m recovering." Xiao Yan frowned.

"Same here." Wei Yang let out a slow breath.

"Are you two okay?" Qing Lin and Medusa rushed forward to support them, worry all over their faces.

"We’re fine, just burned a bit too much soul power." Wei Yang shook his head.

"Demon Saint Huang Quan’s remnant soul really was terrifying. The two of us almost got flattened." Xiao Yan exhaled and waved his hand weakly toward Medusa.

"Master, Brother Xiao Yan, don’t tell me even the two of you working together couldn’t handle that remnant soul?" Yao Ming’s expression shifted slightly, shock written all over his face.

If that were true, then that remnant soul was absurdly strong!

"Not to that extent." Wei Yang chuckled.

"We barely managed a risky victory, but the remnant soul inside the stele has already dissipated." Xiao Yan also smiled.

Boom!

Right after he spoke, a dull sound rang out from the stone stele before them. Everyone looked up to see a mouth-shaped imprint slowly forming above the finger and palm marks, radiating a strange fluctuation.

"Yellow Spring Divine Anger!"

Yao Ming froze for a moment, then his face lit up in excitement.

"So this is the cultivation method of Yellow Spring Divine Anger? A High-Level Heaven Grade Dou Technique?!" Qing Lin and the others looked on curiously.

"Don’t stare at it too much. If your soul realm hasn’t reached Heaven Realm, trying to cultivate it will only backfire on you." Xiao Yan took out two soul-nourishing pills from his ring, handed one to Wei Yang, and popped one into his mouth.

After taking the pills and recovering a bit of soul power, their complexions improved.

"Senior Brother."

Xiao Yan rubbed his hands together excitedly and winked at Wei Yang. Seeing this, Yao Ming and the others all stared at Wei Yang with full anticipation.

The Demon Saint’s blood essence. The legendary Half-Step Dou Di blood essence!

Wei Yang smiled and raised his hand. A cluster of golden blood appeared in his palm. The vast and overwhelming energy radiating from the blood caused the energy of the entire area to ripple visibly.

"Those who see it get a share."

As Wei Yang spoke, he sliced his hand across, and the golden blood in his palm immediately split into four tiny droplets.

They shot out and hovered in front of Qing Lin and the others. Qing Lin, Medusa, and Ah Da each received only a very small drop, barely the size of a normal water droplet. It was mainly symbolic. In front of You Ming, however, the drop floating there was about the size of a pinky fingernail.

Even though the size was small, the power contained within it was still terrifying. The four quickly and carefully stored the drops away, slightly tense. If news of something like this got out, even Dou Sheng experts would rush over to snatch it.

A fiery heat flickered in You Ming’s eyes.

He was already at late-stage Two-Star Dou Sheng. With this drop of Demon Saint blood essence, he might soon be able to step into Three Star. Otherwise, if he relied only on time to slowly grind it out, who knew how many years it would take before he could reach Three Star.

After dividing those four drops, Wei Yang split the remaining blood into three portions, each about the size of a thumb. He gave one portion to Xiao Yan, kept one for himself, and placed the last into a jade bottle to bring back for Yao Lao.

With this drop of blood helping him, Yao Lao should also be able to step into Three Star Dou Sheng in a very short time. Once the distribution was done, everyone happily stored away their Demon Saint blood essence.

The harvest this time was massive.

After resting for a day, the next morning Wei Yang and the others reappeared before the Nine Serene Spring.

"The cold Yin energy inside the Nine Serene Spring is deadly to most cultivators, but for you three, it’s actually beneficial."

"Especially you two, Cai Lin and Qing Lin. The Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python and the Ancient Heaven Serpent are both born of cold Yin. Only your kinds of bloodlines can absorb its power without hesitation."

"As for you, Ah Da, even with the Nine Serene Wind Flame protecting you, try not to push yourself too far."

Wei Yang smiled as he looked at the chilling, deathly springs and turned to the three.

"The Yin chill inside the Nine Serene Spring is not normal. Even the experts of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan dare not go too deep. But for me, it’s not much of an issue." Medusa smiled faintly, her tone full of pride.

As the only living Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python in the current world, she had every right to be proud before every serpent-type magic beast. Of course, Qing Lin was the exception.

Qing Lin simply smiled with reserved confidence and didn’t say anything. With the mutated Ancient Heaven Serpent bloodline in her body, she was like a fish in water here, even more suited to this place than Medusa.

Ah Da nodded solemnly and bowed slightly: "Master, don’t worry. I will be careful."

Wei Yang chuckled and flipped his palm. Three jade bottles appeared. Inside them, pill clouds swirled, and intense waves of energy seeped out.

"These are Great Bodhisattva Return Pill, Tier 9 Treasure Pill. They can greatly increase your chance of breaking into Ban Sheng. If at any point you feel your strength faltering, swallow them. They’ll give you the push you need." Wei Yang said.

The three’s eyes lit up. They reached out, each taking a jade bottle and holding it tightly.

Tier 9 Treasure Pill!

These would be their greatest confidence and guarantee for becoming Half-Saint. Treatments like this were downright luxurious. With these, they could probably lie down and still break through. If they still failed, they might as well go buy a block of tofu and smash themselves to death.

Why bother cultivating?

Xiao Yan smiled from the side. Of these three Tier 9 Treasure Pill, two were refined by Wei Yang, and one was refined by Xiao Yan. Now, the two brothers, along with their master Yao Lao, were all genuine Tier 9 Alchemists!

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