Chapter 1542 - Divine Yang Heaven-Splitting Technique

Chapter 1542: Divine Yang Heaven-Splitting Technique

“He didn’t come back?”

In a luxurious castle within the Demon-Buster Valley, Heavenly King You received this news as his eyes revealed a sliver of coldness. He asked the messenger You Hong, “Are you sure he is dead? Have you found his corpse?”

“I am not sure about this!”

You Hong shook his head and continued, “However, Mo Lingqiu and Yi Tu came back looking very disappointed and teleported away. When Qi Qingchen and Poison Spirit came back subsequently, they also looked dispirited and lost. If Jiang Yi had not died, why would they be like this? Why would he not come back?”

“That is right.”

Heavenly King You nodded as he said coldly, “Then, there shouldn’t be any doubt. Although this lad realized some demonic art and managed to control the Sword Emanations Race beings, his level of attainment is indeed very low. He couldn’t possibly have lasted for three days. Let’s not care about him anymore. How is Tianni doing?”

“Not good at all.”

You Hong shook his head and said, “Young Master’s divine core and manhood had all been crushed; he is very down and sad. He has not left his room and has been smashing things all around him. He seems bent on torturing himself as well and is appearing suicidal. Clan Head… I am afraid Young Master would go crazy if this carries on.”

“En?”

Heavenly King You’s eyes flashed his hatred as his killing aura emanated from his body. He was silent for a long while before he said, “Go and purchase a nine-soul divine lotus to help him congeal a new divine core. Also… tell him that I have given him permission to cultivate the Divine Yang Heaven-Splitting Technique. However, before he reaches the King-Ranked Realm, he is not allowed to set foot out of the Divine Yang Valley. Also, be extremely cautious about this matter. If something were to happen or someone found out about this, I will feign ignorance about this matter, understood?”

“Divine Yang Heaven-Splitting Technique?”

You Hong’s eyes narrowed as his entire body shook. Not many people in the You Clan knew about this technique; he was one of the few.

You Hong knew clearly how cruel and inhumane this cultivation technique was. It was a very devilish cultivation technique that a genius in the Divine Yang Race had created many years ago. Although that person was not gifted at all, he had swiftly reached the King-Ranked Realm using this cultivation technique, shocking the entire Divine Yang Race. However, the Divine Yang Race had also been exterminated by the combined might of the ten thousand domains because of this person.

This cultivation technique was an evil art that forcibly stole others’ cultivation; it not only stole their heavenly powers but also swallowed their soul spirits.

This cultivation technique required one to have intercourse with countless ladies. During intercourse, he would then consume all their heavenly powers and soul spirits. Not only were their heavenly powers and soul spirits engulfed, but their soul spirits were also refined. All these ladies’ realization of heavenly power laws, as well as all the mystical abilities they possessed, would all become that person’s.

Since their soul spirits had been engulfed, these ladies would naturally die right after intercourse; their souls would also not be intact. In order to cultivate this cultivation technique, one needed to refine at least thousands of ladies’ soul spirits. These ladies also could not be ordinary, but must be formidable martial artists; the stronger, the better.

It could be imagined that once You Tianni started to cultivate this cultivation technique, countless ladies would have to perish. Not only would their bodies be dirtied, their years of cultivation and soul spirits also would be engulfed. Once such an inhumane matter was made known, the Divine Yang Race would definitely become like street rats again; everyone would want to wipe them out, and the You Clan could possibly be exterminated.

The problem was… if You Tianni grew crazy and died, the You Clan would similarly end. You Tianni was the only third-generation member of the Divine Yang Race.

However, You Hong roughly understood why Heavenly King You would come up with such a plan. If You Tianni cultivated the Divine Yang Heaven-Splitting Technique, he would be energized. If he continued to have intercourse with many women, his chances of leaving an heir would also be higher. As long as this matter was handled discreetly, no one would find out. After all, the You Clan’s current influence and authority were immense.

“Rest assured, Clan Head!”

You Hong gritted his teeth, bowed, and said, “I will personally attend to this matter myself; there will not be any problems.”

“If any problems were to arise, it would be your problem; I will wash my hands off this matter!”

Heavenly King You coldly said, “Hence, if you do not wish to die, you have to execute this plan perfectly.”

After You Hong left, Heavenly King You’s face was still very dark and downcast. His gaze looked outside his window as he said coldly, “Jiang Yi, Tianni had been harmed so badly by you; you’d better be dead. If not, I will definitely make you wish you were.”

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“Come, hehehe!”

While Heavenly King You was filled with hatred on this side of the Demon-Buster Valley, many young masters were gathering in another castle hosting a banquet. Qiu Ren, Bai Ditian, and company had received word that Jiang Yi had perished; and they immediately clapped and rejoiced. They were extremely happy and had gathered many young masters to celebrate.

While some rejoiced, others mourned. Di Ling’er was wailing like there was no tomorrow. Although she didn’t have very deep feelings for Jiang Yi, he was after all the first man that she had been slightly attracted to. Her first relationship had not even started and had already ended.

Qi Qingchen and Poison Spirit went straight into seclusion after they returned. No one knew if they were really in seclusion or were avoiding everyone else. Mo Lingqiu teleported back home while Yi Buhui and Yi Tu also headed back to the Saint Spirit Domain.

“Dead?”

After Mo Lingqiu returned, he immediately went to Nameless Island. When the Earth Emanations Sovereign heard his report, the former was full of astonishment. He looked at Mo Lingqiu and asked, “Did you go and verify? Did you find Jiang Yi’s corpse? Where is his sword?”

Mo Lingqiu scratched his nose in embarrassment as he replied, “Sovereign, we wait for a long time; if Jiang Yi was alive, he would have long returned. As Huaisang and Di Ling’er were also present, I did not go to verify this.”

“Idiot!”

The Earth Emanations Sovereign roared as he gestured frantically, “You’d better make another trip immediately; I want to either see him alive in the flesh or his corpse. If he is indeed dead, you must find his interspatial ring; he has a red sword with dragon patterns on it. That sword is very important! Hurry!”

“Yes!”

It was Mo Lingqiu’s first time seeing the Earth Emanations Sovereign that angry. Mo Lingqiu hurriedly left Nameless Island and once again teleported to the Demon-Buster Valley.

“This doesn’t make sense!”

After Mo Lingqiu left, the Earth Emanations Sovereign’s face was still full of astonishment as he raised his head and looked into the skies. He murmured, “My Lord, since you have chosen Jiang Yi, this meant that Jiang Yi definitely has something different from the rest of us. Furthermore, your sword is so powerful—how could a mere Purgatory Mystic Realm have killed your successor? Had there been something wrong with your judgment, or is the human race destined to succumb to this calamity? Must the human race really be suppressed by the Netherworld Race for ten thousand years?”

…

“What?”

On the peak of the Saint Spirit Mountain, in a grand and striking palace hall, the Phantom King heard Yi Tu’s report as his eyes flashed cold; and a raging aura emanated from his body. After pausing for a moment, the Phantom King asked the same question that the Earth Emanations Sovereign had asked. “Did you go and verify? Has that lad’s body been found?”

“Not yet.”

Yi Tu answered honestly. “Buhui had followed me there, and so I didn’t go to verify. Also, I figured that since Jiang Yi had not returned after so long, he was not going to. Furthermore, with his level of attainment, was it possible he could last for three full days?”

“Hmph!”

The Phantom King was so angry that his beard actually curled upwards. He didn’t even take into consideration that Buhui was around as he scolded, “You idiot! I asked you to take a look; you really just went to look? I want to see Jiang Yi in the flesh if he is alive or his corpse if he is dead; if not, why would I ask you to go there?”

Yi Tu twitched his lips as he rebutted, slightly angry, “The previous time Buhui had sent back a message; I had asked you to think of a way to save that lad. Didn’t you say you wouldn’t bother with him? Why are you so concerned about him now? Isn’t it too late?”

“Damn it!”

The Phantom King was so angry he almost wanted to smack Yi Tu. However, as Yi Buhui was around, the Phantom King wanted to save Yi Tu some face. The Phantom King stomped his feet as he crushed a cup he was holding in his hand. He shouted, “If I wasn’t concerned about Yi Piaopiao, I wouldn’t care if that illegitimate son died or not.”

Hoo-Hoo!

After circling around the hall, the Phantom King ordered coldly, “Yi Tu, make another trip at once. If Jiang Yi is dead, his corpse needs to be found. Also, this matter cannot be made public. If Piaopiao finds out about this, I will kill you two bastards.”

“Bastards?”

Yi Buhui rolled his eyes. The Phantom King was scolding all three generations of Yi Clansmen with this sentence.