Chapter 119: Green Copper Suppresses the Saint Heart
The crystal coffin was dreamlike, sparkling and shimmering. Within it, the Demon Emperor's Saint Heart was wreathed in crimson rays, its radiance soaring into the sky, dimming even the blazing sun, unable to compete with its brilliance. The entire peach orchard was filled with dense spiritual energy, enveloped by a blood-colored auspicious aura.
Qin Yao opened the coffin, and a surging vitality gushed forth like an ocean, making everyone feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze. Such powerful life force, if kept close at hand, would undoubtedly aid in cultivation.
It was hard to imagine how terrifying the original Demon Emperor had been. Ten thousand years had passed since his fall, yet his remaining Saint Heart still possessed such power, making it impossible to fathom his true strength.
"The Great Emperor's cultivation was profound and unfathomable, yet he still could not become an immortal. It truly makes one wonder—does such a thing as an immortal even exist in this world?" an old woman sighed with infinite emotion.
Yan Ruyu silently paid her respects before the crystal coffin, then stepped forward and took a jade plate from the hands of a demon clan woman. Placing the heart, which shone like a brilliant ruby radiating divine light, onto the plate, she walked toward the divine iron stake.
"Yan Ruyu..." Ye Fan transmitted his voice with his divine sense, wanting to say something, but at that moment, over a dozen old women stepped forward, each casting a divine technique, pointing toward his forehead.
Ye Fan was horrified. These dozen old women were too terrifying; they had detected the anomaly in his divine sense and immediately sealed the golden lake in his brow. He struggled fiercely, golden light shooting from his forehead, but he could not break the seal.
Even so, the dozen old women changed expressions. One of them said, "This child is truly extraordinary. His divine sense power is unimaginable. At his age, his mental strength should not be this formidable."
The jade plate in Yan Ruyu's hand radiated crimson light tinged with golden specks, enveloping her entire body. Her skin was like jade, pure and sacred. She gazed at Ye Fan for a long time, then extended a delicate hand and gently stroked his cheek. Her movements were soft, like a spring breeze brushing past his face. A complex expression flickered across her peerless features—indescribable emotions—but soon she calmed, becoming ethereal and transcendent once more, like a fairy maiden of the Jade Pool, pure and detached from the mundane world.
"Your Highness, please step back. We are about to act," an old woman said, stepping forward to take the jade plate.
Yan Ruyu nodded, light as the wind, and drifted backward.
Ye Fan truly did not want to accept such an arrangement. No one could predict what changes would occur if the Demon Emperor's Saint Heart were nurtured inside his body.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain. The dozen old women were forcibly breaking open his Sea of Suffering.
"Do not be nervous. We will not remove your heart. We are merely placing the Great Emperor's Saint Heart into your Life Spring, using the unique divine spring of your Primordial Saint Body to nourish this heart..."
If Ye Fan could have shouted, he would have cried out loud. His golden Sea of Suffering held too many secrets—it absolutely could not be exposed to the light.
"As expected of a Primordial Saint Body. Even with over a dozen of us working together, we cannot open it. It is as hard as divine iron—truly hard to believe."
"This is the human race's strongest battle body, once invincible in its time. But now it has become a waste physique. This kid is quite remarkable, managing to cultivate all the way to the Life Spring realm. I wonder how he did it. Still, this is good—as long as his divine spring flows, it will be enough to sustain the Saint Heart..."
"We cannot break it open..." The dozen old women were all astonished, at a loss. One of them turned and said, "Your Highness, please lend us the Great Emperor's sacred weapon to break open the Primordial Saint Body's Sea of Suffering."
Yan Ruyu nodded calmly. In her palm, brilliant divine rays shot out in all directions, so dazzling that the object within could not be seen. The sacred light was extremely resplendent, even submerging her jade-like hand.
An old woman took the cluster of radiant light and gently traced it across Ye Fan's Sea of Suffering, nearly causing him to faint from the pain. He felt his Sea of Suffering being torn open. Blazing golden rays burst forth, accompanied by roaring waves and surging tides that reached the sky.
"Heavens! It's a golden Sea of Suffering! How... is this possible?!"
Everyone was stunned. They had never anticipated such a sight. The golden sea surged to the heavens, interwoven with thunder and lightning, as if the world were being created anew, teeming with burgeoning life.
"Is this the fundamental reason the Primordial Saint Body was unmatched in the world?"
A golden Sea of Suffering was unheard of and unseen. Even Yan Ruyu was moved, unable to remain calm. Her peerless face was etched with shock, her beautiful eyes fixed unblinkingly on the scene.
Ye Fan could not move. If he could have shouted, he would have "greeted" each of them thoroughly. He gritted his teeth but could not make a sound. The intense pain nearly made him pass out.
"According to legend, the Wheel Seas of ancient great powers possessed various mysterious and unfathomable phenomena, such as 'Moon Rising Over the Sea,' 'Stars Illuminating the Azure Sky,' and 'Golden Lotus Planted in the Sea of Suffering.' Each phenomenon brings unparalleled power. This child's golden Sea of Suffering is itself the strongest wonder. In the future, he will likely manifest those legendary extraordinary phenomena."
"Unfortunately, in this era, the Primordial Saint Body is nearly impossible to cultivate. That he has reached the Divine Bridge realm is already extraordinary—he must have had unimaginable encounters."
The dozen old women dared not delay, fearing that Ye Fan's vitality would be severely damaged. They sank the Demon Emperor's Saint Heart into the surging Life Spring, then quickly retreated, putting away Yan Ruyu's sacred weapon.
At that moment, the golden Sea of Suffering became even more unique. The ocean churned, thunder and lightning intertwined, giving birth to infinite vitality. It closed on the spot without any abnormality, rapidly repairing itself.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
After enduring a bout of intense pain, Ye Fan finally calmed down. His mind pondered the words of the old women. The Wheel Seas of ancient great powers could manifest various phenomena? "Moon Rising Over the Sea," "Stars Illuminating the Azure Sky," "Golden Lotus Planted in the Sea of Suffering"... Just hearing the names, he could grasp their meaning. Even in this predicament, he felt a longing for them.
"Speaking of which, those Holy Lands and Primordial Aristocratic Clans are truly extraordinary. It is said that the Ji Family has produced someone with a Divine Body. Now that his cultivation has borne fruit, the news has spread. It is said that his Wheel Sea possesses multiple phenomena, terrifyingly powerful."
"I wonder how the Divine Body, now famous across the Eastern Wasteland, compares to the Saint Body of the past. Unfortunately, the Saint Body is now crippled, so there is no basis for comparison. Otherwise, it would be something to look forward to."
"The Ji Family has a Divine Body. As long as it does not die young, it will likely flourish for thousands of years, unstoppable."
Ye Fan was shocked. The Primordial Aristocratic Clan Ji Family had actually produced a Divine Body. This unsettled him greatly.
A full half-hour passed before Ye Fan felt he had returned to normal. He had been set down and released from his restraints.
Qin Yao stepped forward and smiled, "As you can see, we won't harm you. There's no need to worry. The Demon Emperor's heart nurtured in your body will only benefit you, not harm you."
Ye Fan said nothing. He sat quietly to the side, sensing the changes within his body. The green copper block was silent, like a rock, blocking the spring eye. The old women had not sensed it at all.
The Demon Emperor's Saint Heart lay in the Life Spring, nourished by the divine spring. Its vigorous life force circulated, occupying a better position than the golden book. But it still could not compare to the green copper block, which pressed down on it from above, preventing it from approaching the spring eye at the bottom of the sea.
"This green copper block is truly extraordinary..." Ye Fan was amazed. Even the Demon Emperor's Saint Heart had to humble itself before it—a truly astonishing fact.
Suddenly, Ye Fan felt the heart tremble slightly, then begin to frantically absorb his life essence. The Life Spring surged, the divine spring erupting like a volcano, converging toward the heart.
His expression changed drastically. This was not a good sign. If the heart continued to drain his life essence like this, he would be completely drained dry.
"Bang"
At that moment, the green copper block in the spring eye trembled. The Sea of Suffering instantly became calm. The divine spring stopped its endless surging. Everything was frozen in place. The heart also fell silent, motionless.
"Hiss"
Ye Fan sucked in a breath of cold air. The green copper block was truly formidable. Fixed in the spring eye, it could suppress all treasures within the Wheel Sea.
"If not for the green copper block being here, my situation would be dire. They hadn't fully sealed this heart at all..."
After calming down, Ye Fan summoned his meticulously refined "cauldron" and directed it toward the gem-like, radiant heart. He muttered to himself, "I wonder if I can extract a few drops of Demon Emperor's Saint Blood."
"Bang"
The moment the cauldron touched the Demon Emperor's Saint Heart, the crimson heart gave a faint, weak beat. The entire golden ocean instantly boiled over. But then the green copper block trembled again, and in an instant, all was calm.
Ye Fan's body shook as if struck by lightning. He noticed a trace of blood on the small cauldron, which transformed into endless blood light, surging out of the Sea of Suffering and spreading through every part of his body.
At that moment, his flesh trembled, as if being tempered, emitting a dazzling radiance. A blood-colored aura enveloped his body.
"Impossible! The Great Emperor's Saint Heart has only just sunk into his Life Spring, yet it is already nourishing his flesh? How could it be this fast?" an old woman exclaimed in surprise.
The others were also puzzled, their faces showing confusion.
Ye Fan believed them now—they truly did not intend to harm him. They thought they had sealed the Saint Heart, but in reality, they had not fully suppressed it. If not for the green copper block, the consequences would have been unpredictable.
"Good, good, good!" an old woman said three times. "The Demon Emperor's Saint Heart, nurtured like this, can endure for ages. Your Highness can now boldly cultivate the supreme demon arts."
Soon, the blood color faded from Ye Fan's body. He felt as if his flesh had undergone a baptism, becoming noticeably stronger. He marveled at the extraordinary nature of the Demon Emperor's Saint Blood—just a trace of it had such an effect. If he could extract a single drop, ten drops, or even refine the entire heart, what would happen?
Yan Ruyu found it hard to remain calm. She stared blankly at Ye Fan and murmured to herself, "Do I have to cultivate together with him?"
"This... Your Highness must decide for yourself."
At that moment, Ye Fan stood up, feeling comfortable and refreshed throughout his body.
"You may stay here for now. In a few days, I will arrange another place for you," Yan Ruyu said.
Then, everyone began to walk out of the peach orchard.
"Fairy Yan, wait a moment." Ye Fan called out to Yan Ruyu alone, stepping forward to examine this flawless woman without any trace of embarrassment. A hint of a smile played at the corner of his mouth. "Are you really going to marry me?"
Yan Ruyu was like a fairy from the Guanghan Palace descending to the mortal world. Her immortal form was tall and graceful, her skin shimmering with a crystalline luster. Her eyelashes were long, her eyes deep and poetic, embodying the spiritual wisdom of heaven and earth. She gazed quietly at Ye Fan, saying nothing.
Beside them, Qin Yao suddenly chuckled. "Hey, your hand is in the wrong place. That's Her Highness's palm."
At the same time, Ye Fan felt as if he were riding clouds and mist. Yan Ruyu flung him away, and he ended up hanging high on the cliff of Peach Blossom Valley.