Chapter 2119: Prince Molo of Rakshasa Has Arrived in the Eastern Domain
The vast majority of the Zhang clan members, upon entering the tomb forest, immediately knelt and kowtowed. This was not only because they felt the vast and profound aura of a Great Saint, but also because they saw the endless rows of Great Saint tombs, which deeply impacted their hearts and caused their souls to tremble involuntarily.
Even Zhang Ruochen, when he first entered, was greatly shaken, let alone these Zhang clan members whose cultivation levels were much lower.
Only the few whose cultivation had reached the Saint Realm or above remained somewhat composed, not losing their composure too much.
The old man walked over from the side, his gaze sweeping over Mingjiang Wang and the others, and he immediately began shaking his head.
"Just this many people, and their quality is so poor. Are you worthy of the Zhang clan's ancestors?"
Mingjiang Wang turned his head to look at the old man, slightly frowning, clearly displeased. No matter what the Zhang clan had become, it was not for an outsider to criticize.
However, because he could not see through the old man, Mingjiang Wang did not dare to act rashly. He could only ask in a low voice, "Who might you be? Do you have any connection with my Zhang clan?"
The old man glanced at Mingjiang Wang and said indifferently, "I am your ancestor."
Hearing this, Mingjiang Wang was instantly enraged!
He, a dignified Nine-Step Saint King, how could he tolerate such an insult?
"I am a direct descendant of the Zhang clan with the purest bloodline, the younger brother of the previous Ming Emperor. Your words are far too presumptuous."
As he spoke, Mingjiang Wang directly extended a hand, turning it to the size of a millstone, and slapped it towards the old man.
"Whoosh."
At that moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared out of thin air, blocking Mingjiang Wang's attack.
"Twelfth Imperial Uncle, what happened?" Zhang Ruochen asked in confusion.
He had just sent away those clan members who had not been recognized, and in just a few moments, how had Mingjiang Wang and the old man come to blows?
Mingjiang Wang forcefully suppressed his anger and said, "Ruochen, this old fellow who popped up from nowhere is simply too overbearing. Not only does he look down on us, but he also claims to be my ancestor. How can I let him off?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen suddenly understood. Given the old man's temperament, it was indeed very easy to drive people crazy. He had personally experienced it.
Rubbing his temples, Zhang Ruochen used his Spiritual Power to transmit a message, saying, "Twelfth Imperial Uncle, he really is a living ancestor of our Zhang clan. He survived the great calamity one hundred thousand years ago and awakened in the present era due to certain reasons. This is a secret, so don't tell anyone else."
Upon hearing this, Mingjiang Wang's expression became very interesting. His eyes widened as he stared at the old man, his mind buzzing, unable to react.
He would never have imagined that this skinny, withered old man in front of him was actually an ancient ancestor of their Zhang clan from one hundred thousand years ago.
Spanning one hundred thousand years of time, Mingjiang Wang simply could not imagine how the other party had managed to survive.
He certainly didn't look the part!
After a long while, Mingjiang Wang finally came to his senses, all his anger dissipating. He did not doubt what Zhang Ruochen had said.
"Ruochen, what is the strength of this... senior?" Mingjiang Wang secretly transmitted a message to ask.
Zhang Ruochen transmitted back, "Very strong, at least a Great Saint Realm powerhouse. That's why he can only stay in this awakened sacred land. Once he goes out, he will be discovered by the Patrol Heavenly Envoys."
Hearing this, Mingjiang Wang's heart shook violently, and then he felt very excited. Regardless, it was a good thing that the Zhang clan still had a Great Saint-level powerhouse alive.
"Dao Domain Realm cultivation, not bad. The descendants he produces shouldn't have too bad a bloodline. You should quickly marry a few beautiful wives and help the Zhang clan spread its branches and leaves." After carefully examining Mingjiang Wang, the old man said seriously.
Zhang Ruochen had always been extremely generous to his imperial uncle, providing him with many precious cultivation resources. Coupled with Mingjiang Wang's own decent talent, he had finally broken through to the Dao Domain Realm during this seclusion.
Being able to cultivate a Dao Domain meant that Mingjiang Wang had a one-in-ten chance of crossing into the Great Saint Realm in the future.
Mingjiang Wang's face was full of astonishment. He really hadn't expected the old man to say such a thing.
Calculating the time, Mingjiang Wang had lived for over a thousand years, had five wives, and fathered more than ten children. Unfortunately, those wives had low cultivation levels and had all passed away one after another. Now, not a single one was by his side.
Furthermore, most of Mingjiang Wang's ten-plus children had also passed away, leaving only three—two at the Saint Realm and one at the Saint King Realm.
For the past three hundred years, Mingjiang Wang had been alone, having long since abandoned the idea of remarrying.
Zhang Ruochen was somewhat speechless. He felt that the old man had become obsessed, with only the propagation of offspring on his mind.
However, this time, the old man had finally chosen a different person to say this to, and Zhang Ruochen inexplicably felt relieved.
Just as he was thinking this, the old man continued, "For a Dao Domain Realm Nine-Step Saint King, your age is still in your prime. The descendants you produce will perfectly inherit your bloodline. Although your bloodline is not as good as Zhang Ruochen's, it's still decent. As long as you find some women with cultivation above the Saint Realm to unite with, the descendants you produce will definitely not be too bad. Who knows, you might even give birth to a few true geniuses."
"Now that the Zhang clan's bloodline is withering, as one of the few Saint King Realm powerhouses in the Zhang clan, you should shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing the clan. Otherwise, no matter how many preparations the Zhang clan makes, it will be difficult to revive."
"I am establishing a new rule here: every male member of the Zhang clan who has reached the Saint Realm or above must produce at least one hundred descendants."
The old man spoke seriously, not joking at all.
Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but show very strange expressions. They looked at each other, most of them still unclear about the situation.
Zhang Ruochen was at a complete loss for words. He really didn't know what to say. Even a rule like this could be established; he truly had to admire the old man.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen thought of something. He flipped his hand and took out a Space Jade Bottle, handing it to the old man.
"This contains a large amount of Life Spring, which can purify Death Evil Qi. I think you can wait until you have regulated your body, old sir, and then work hard at it."
As the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree sapling grew, especially after recovering its former main trunk, the Life Spring it produced had become more and more abundant, gathering into a pond.
Hearing this, the old man's eyes immediately lit up. He quickly reached out to take the Space Jade Bottle and said, "If you have such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier?"
With that, the old man directly lifted the Space Jade Bottle and poured the Life Spring inside into his mouth, gulping it down with great eagerness.
In the blink of an eye, the old man had drunk all the Life Spring in the Space Jade Bottle. He reached out his hand and said, "This is not enough. Give me another ten or eight bottles."
"Do you think this is river water? I can give you at most two more bottles." Zhang Ruochen said irritably.
The Life Spring in that bottle just now was by no means a small amount, accounting for one-tenth of the total.
If it weren't for the fact that this old fellow was very likely an ancestor of the Zhang clan and had formidable cultivation, how could he have taken out so much Life Spring to dissolve the Death Evil Qi in his body?
As for the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree, Zhang Ruochen temporarily did not plan to reveal it.
After all, this old fellow's identity had not been fully confirmed, and his cultivation was unfathomable. What if he tried to snatch it?
Treasures like the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree were enough to cause brothers to turn against each other and fathers and sons to kill each other, so naturally, they had to be handled with caution.
The old man curled his lips and said, "Why are you so stingy? Forget it, two bottles will do. Hurry up and take them out."
Zhang Ruochen didn't bother to argue with him. He very simply took out two more bottles of Life Spring.
The remaining Life Spring could not be used anymore; it had to be kept for emergencies.
After doing this, Zhang Ruochen stopped paying attention to the old man and turned to walk deeper into the tomb forest.
Zhang Ruochen's cultivation had already reached the Lin Dao Realm, so he had no use for Great Saint Dao Fruits. However, comprehending the Great Saint Rules on these tombs would undoubtedly bring him considerable benefits. Perhaps it could greatly increase his Sacred Dao Rules.
At his current level of cultivation, what he lacked was accumulation. He needed to find a way to increase the number of his Sacred Dao Rules to the limit of the Saint King Realm while doing his best to make his physical body immortal.
These Great Saint ancestors of the Zhang clan had cultivated various Sacred Daos, including the Way of Time, the Way of Space, and the Way of Truth.
Zhang Ruochen planned to spend some time comprehending at the tombs of several ancestors to enhance his accumulation.
However, the tomb forest was filled with extremely powerful forces. Even though Zhang Ruochen was a top-tier Saint King, he could not go too deep. The number of ancestor tombs he could reach did not exceed five hundred.
"What is that?"
Gazing at a Great Saint Dao Fruit, Zhang Ruochen suddenly made a discovery.
Reaching out his hand, a drop of crystal-clear water flew out from the Great Saint Dao Fruit.
Zhang Ruochen held the water droplet in his palm and carefully examined it. Then, a hint of surprise appeared on his face. "It seems to be composed of a large number of Sacred Dao Rules."
After a moment of contemplation, Zhang Ruochen swallowed the water droplet and then activated the *Nine Heavens Bright Emperor Scripture* to begin refining it.
A moment later, Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes, extremely surprised. "It actually increased the Sacred Dao Rules in my body by one hundred thousand."
Keep in mind, this was not a Great Saint Dao Fruit, but merely a water droplet on the surface of a Great Saint Dao Fruit, like a drop of dew.
It was simply incredible.
With a flicker of his body, Zhang Ruochen appeared before another ancestor's tomb. Gazing at the Great Saint Dao Fruit at the top, he indeed found another water droplet.
Having already tasted the sweetness, Zhang Ruochen naturally did not hold back. He directly reached out and captured it in his hand.
Then, Zhang Ruochen quickly flashed through the tomb forest, collecting all the dew droplets from the Great Saint Dao Fruits.
Although he could only reach less than five hundred ancestor tombs, the dew droplets he collected were not few, totaling nearly three hundred drops.
"If each drop can increase my Sacred Dao Rules by one hundred thousand, then the Sacred Dao Rules in my body will be close to ninety million."
A look of intense anticipation appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.
Putting away all the Dao Fruit Sacred Dew, Zhang Ruochen came before an ancestor's tomb with an extremely powerful Great Saint aura.
Judging from the Great Saint Rules covering the tomb, this ancestor's cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the Great Saint Realm—the Supreme Realm.
In the outer area of the tomb forest, this ancestor should have been the most powerful during his lifetime.
"I will go into seclusion here for a while."
Zhang Ruochen murmured, flipping his hand to take out the Sundial.
Suddenly increasing too many Sacred Dao Rules made it necessary to carefully organize them to avoid any mistakes.
The Sundial was activated, and the power of time enveloped several dozen nearby tombs.
Zhang Ruochen immediately released five Sacred Avatars, sending them to five nearby ancestor tombs. Only the Immovable Wisdom King Sacred Avatar stayed to guard his physical body and was responsible for refining the Dao Fruit Sacred Dew collected from the Great Saint Dao Fruits.
Comprehending the Sacred Daos of different Great Saint ancestors and cross-referencing them would undoubtedly make it easier to understand the true essence of the Sacred Dao.
The advantage of possessing six Sacred Avatars was fully revealed at this moment.
When Zhang Ruochen entered his cultivation state, Mingjiang Wang and the others also began to cultivate before the tombs of their Great Saint ancestors.
The old man watched from the side the entire time, but he kept shaking his head as he watched.
Nearly three hundred Zhang clan members tried before various Great Saint tombs, but in the end, only seven people could barely resonate with the Great Saint Rules of seven of those tombs, their minds able to withstand the impact of the Great Saint's might.
In other words, only these seven had the foundation to refine a Great Saint Dao Fruit, but they would have to wait until their cultivation reached the Saint King Realm.
Therefore, at this stage, only Mingjiang Wang and his son, who had reached the Saint King Realm, met the conditions for refining a Great Saint Dao Fruit.
Furthermore, refining a Great Saint Dao Fruit would not immediately allow a breakthrough to the Great Saint Realm; it would take a certain amount of time to transform.
"If it weren't for the fact that they possess the Zhang clan's bloodline, the number of people who meet the conditions would probably be halved. I really didn't expect that after sleeping for one hundred thousand years, the Zhang clan would have declined to such an extent." The old man couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
Now, they were sitting on a large number of Great Saint Dao Fruits, but no one could use them. It was truly frustrating.
As for those who did not meet the conditions for refining a Great Saint Dao Fruit, the old man did not drive them out. Cultivating before the Great Saint tombs would still be beneficial to them and should help many of them cross into the Saint Realm.
Shifting his gaze, the old man looked towards the depths of the tomb forest, a strange light flashing in his eyes. He muttered to himself, "This kid Zhang Ruochen actually didn't choose a Great Saint Dao Fruit containing the Way of Time and the Way of Space. Strange. However, having cultivated six Sacred Avatars simultaneously and possessing the Sundial, he is truly enviable."
Although he was a bit puzzled, the old man did not intend to inquire about the matter. He believed that Zhang Ruochen must have his own special considerations.
In the blink of an eye, six days had passed in the outside world, but in the area covered by the power of time, a full six years had gone by.
The Divine Stone embedded in the Sundial turned to ashes, and the power of time vanished without a trace.
However, Zhang Ruochen was still immersed in his cultivation state, showing no signs of waking up.
After a few more days, Zhang Ruochen leisurely opened his eyes. With a thought, he recalled all five Sacred Avatars that had been released outside into his body.
"The water droplets condensed on different Great Saint Dao Fruits have different effects. The worst only increased my Sacred Dao Rules by ten thousand, while the best increased them by nearly two hundred thousand. The total number of my Sacred Dao Rules has reached ninety million." A satisfied smile appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.
However, among the rapidly increased Sacred Dao Rules, many were minor rules, totaling thirty million, accounting for more than thirty percent.
But even so, Zhang Ruochen's Sacred Dao Rule structure was still extremely perfect, as his foundation had been laid very solidly from the beginning.
Putting away the Sundial, Zhang Ruochen stood up, his gaze falling on the Great Saint Dao Fruit that contained the inheritance of a Supreme Realm powerhouse.
After a moment of thought, Zhang Ruochen used his Space techniques to remotely capture this Great Saint Dao Fruit into his hand, then immediately sent it into the Qiankun Realm, soaking it in the Life Spring.
As he had expected, nourished by the Life Spring, the Great Saint Dao Fruit did not show any signs of decay, melting, or vaporization.
Subsequently, Zhang Ruochen picked a few more Great Saint Dao Fruits, also preserving them with Life Spring.
He himself indeed had no use for them, but they could be given to others.
Of course, these Great Saint Dao Fruits were part of the Zhang clan's heritage, so he could not pick too many.
Respectfully kowtowing three times before several ancestor tombs, Zhang Ruochen turned and walked out of the tomb forest.
"Zhang Ruochen, there is a Message Light Talisman for you. I just retrieved it from outside Wangshan." The old man appeared out of thin air, smiling as he handed a Message Light Talisman to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen's heart stirred, vaguely guessing something. He quickly reached out to take it and carefully examined it.
The old man asked, "Who is this Nalan Danqing? What does she look like? What is your relationship with her?"
"None of your business."
Leaving these words behind, Zhang Ruochen directly left the tomb forest.
The old man couldn't help but curl his lips. "So rude. I won't stoop to your level."
Leaving the tomb forest, Zhang Ruochen brought along the Azure Heaven Saint Dragon, which had initially refined the Coiling Dragon Vine, and without a moment's delay, left Wangshan at the fastest speed.
The Message Light Talisman was sent by Shengshu Cainü, informing him that Prince Molo of the Rakshasa Clan had once again entered the Kunlun Realm and had arrived in the Eastern Domain, with his destination being Luo River. The reason was unknown.
"Coming to me of his own accord. Are the cultivators of the Rakshasa Clan all so arrogant?" Zhang Ruochen felt that this matter was somewhat suspicious, but he didn't take it to heart.
With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation, even if Yan Wushen came, he might not be able to gain any advantage.
Blood debts must be paid with blood. No matter how great Prince Molo's background was or how many cultivators he had brought this time, he had to die.
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