Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1630: Chapter 877: Emperor Yuan in Peril, Immortal Law Silk Book

Zhao Sheng, having made up his mind, no longer kept Zhao Xuan Ye in suspense and directly said, "Elder, I have a request."

"Oh? What is it? Let’s hear it," Zhao Xuan Ye asked curiously, his eyes flashing.

Zhao Sheng said in a deep voice, "To be honest, Elder, I came for the Red Demon Horse Monkey. I hope to make the Red Demon Horse Monkey pregnant as soon as possible. Does Elder have any methods for doing this?"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Xuan Ye replied, "Well... there are quite a few methods. However, some of them have significant side effects. For instance, the Extreme Desire Soul Summoning Technique, obtained from the Secret Hall of the Spirit-controlling Immortal Sect, is excellent at inducing mating, but it greatly diminishes the Red Demon Horse Monkey’s Life Span.

Yuan Chijiu is unruly and defiant; he will never submit easily. Trying to use those sinister techniques that reduce lifespan on him is as difficult as reaching the heavens!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Sheng resolutely declared, "No, he will obediently follow orders!"

With that, he stood up and cupped his hands towards Zhao Xuan Ye, saying, "Please lead the way, Elder. I want to see Yuan Chijiu with my own eyes."

Zhao Xuan Ye showed a worried expression and had no choice but to rise as well, reminding him, "Daoist, I must caution you, Yuan Chijiu is inherently stubborn and has a volatile temper. When we go to meet him, it’s best not to provoke him, or he might cause the sky to break."

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng became suddenly intrigued, "Oh, I really want to see how bad this monkey’s temper can be. Elder, lead the way."

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan Ye secretly shook his head and chose not to say more, immediately stepping outside.

Soon, a cloud of Qingyun rose from the valley and drifted gracefully toward the west.

...

Eighteen thousand miles went by in an instant.

The sky was clear and the air was crisp, with the clouds gracefully floating. Below, the continuous mountains stretched, covered everywhere with thousand-year-old peach trees whose branches twisted uniquely.

Between the mountains, there was a beautiful peak enveloped in clouds and mist, where the fog never dispersed year-round. The mountain was covered in thousand-year-old peach trees, with hot spring pools hidden among them, and steam rising and enveloping the area, giving the impression of an earthly Immortal Realm.

At midday, a cloud of Qingyun drifted from the horizon and quickly stopped above this mountain.

Zhao Xuan Ye stood on the cloud and pointed down at the hot spring mountain, saying warmly, "Daoist, this is Cloud Peach Mountain. Yuan Chijiu’s cave mansion is situated at the mountain’s waist."

Switching tones, he laughed, "With our arrival, we’ve probably startled that fellow. Daoist, listen..."

Before he could finish, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the depths of the cloud-covered forest below: "You old ghost, dare to come to Cloud Peach Mountain again? Return the Golden Marrow Jade Dew, or I’ll tear you apart!"

The roar echoed for hundreds of miles, and the peach forest below shook violently, as if bent by a gale.

In the next instant, a gigantic ape with fiery red fur, wearing Golden Jade Armor and having a horse-like face, leapt from the forest’s depths and landed opposite the Qingyun.

At this moment, a powerful and overwhelming oppressive force burst forth from the ape’s body, immediately changing the color of the sky and silencing all life.

Zhao Xuan Ye waved his sleeve, and a transparent barrier appeared around the Qingyun, temporarily blocking the unceasing oppressive force from the Demon Emperor.

Zhao Xuan Ye smiled awkwardly and spoke, "Emperor Yuan, please withdraw your Divine Skills! Let’s talk this over."

Humph!

Yuan Chijiu pulled a long horse face, first looking at Zhao Sheng with a bit of apprehension, then turned his head and stared straight at Zhao Xuan Ye, sneering coldly, "Where is my Golden Marrow Jade Dew? You’ve borrowed it to admire for a few years; isn’t it enough yet?"

"Haha! Let’s not discuss that for now," Zhao Xuan Ye laughed heartily and quickly pulled Zhao Sheng forward, eagerly introducing him, "Come on, Emperor Yuan, let me introduce this: our sect’s First Daoist, Dragon Transformation Island Master Zhao Sheng."

After finishing, he introduced to Zhao Sheng, "Daoist, this remarkably handsome Ape Clan friend here is none other than the ruler of mountains and rivers for hundreds of thousands of miles around, Yuan Chijiu, Emperor Yuan!"

Zhao Sheng sized up Yuan Chijiu in the distance for a long while, then nodded slightly and said, "Not bad, the bloodline is quite pure—barely qualified."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Chijiu’s anger surged instantly, his fur bristling as if he were a startled wildcat.

"Outrageous!"

Yuan Chijiu roared furiously, transforming into a red glow and shooting toward Zhao Sheng, while a fist bombarded Zhao Sheng’s forehead.

The fist swirled with glaring red light and carried horrifying power capable of shattering mountains, sundered the Void, and seemed about to smash Zhao Sheng’s head.

"No—" Zhao Xuan Ye was so frightened that his Divine Soul trembled, instinctively releasing a Divine Thought and shouting in horror.

He wished to intercept the punch, but it was already too late.

With Yuan Emperor’s furious punch being so swift, it was utterly beyond his ability to intercept.

In the nick of time, Zhao Sheng "unhurriedly" lifted his right hand, slightly spreading his fingers, and unexpectedly caught the massive fist akin to a plummeting cannonball.

With a rumbling sound, the Void twisted and shook severely, and the cloud below was instantly obliterated by the fist’s residual force.

But upon looking again, Zhao Sheng remained motionless, while Yuan Chijiu bared his teeth, halted mid-air, his pair of white pupils flickering with strange light, revealing a hint of fear.

Zhao Sheng gently waved his right hand, and Yuan Chijiu, like a puppet, was tossed about in the air, unable to muster any resistance, left to be manipulated at will.

Yuan Chijiu’s eyes split with rage, furiously channeling his Mana in hopes of breaking free from the Law-based force imprisoning him.

Unfortunately, the more he resisted, the more terrifying the force of the laws enveloping him became, pressing down on him so hard that his bones cracked loudly, his Five Viscera on the verge of rupture.