Celestial Autarch!
Yang Tian could not believe the nightmare dragon that fed off Divine Souls would cure. It made sense for an Overautarch Realm cultivator, Yang Tian himself, to possess Monarch Blood, but he could not understand why Qing Xiaoyue would possess it. She was equally bewildered due to her ignorance.
Qing Xiaoyue felt uncomfortable with the nightmare dragon scanning her as if he was a pervert, so she stepped back.
Nightmare dragon: “Was your ancestor an Overautarch?”
“A what arch? You mean the Jade Emperor?”
“You must be the descendant of an Overautarch since you possess Autarch Blood.”
Yang Tian touched his chin. “Have a think.”
“Mm, oh, my grandfather said I was the Blue Emperor’s descendent. I don’t believe I’m the descendant of a mythical being… You’re not telling me I really am, are you?”
The nightmare dragon was not erudite on the era; there were lots of celestial monarchs at the time. He sighed and said, “Patriarch searched for Autarch Blood when he was alive to no avail. You’re a lucky one. Her Autarch Blood is proof of her heritage as the descendant of a celestial monarch.”
“My ancestor was a ruler of the world?”
The nightmare dragon took in a deep breath. “Patriarch already threw the world into disarray. I don’t know what’s going to happen next now.”
“Is Autarch Blood supposed to be amazing? Can I be a cultivator now?”
“If not even you can cultivate, nobody could. Autarch Blood comes from celestial autarchs’ Bloodlines. It’s far superior to divine blood. Surely there is some of the Inheritance remaining at your ancestral grounds; it is an extinct Inheritance, after all.”
Qing Xiaoyue curled her lips. “I am not sure. Grandfather never mentioned it.”
Yang Tian touched his nose and swept his gaze around. “We’ll visit her ancestral home after we deal with Flimsy Life and Death.”
“Good call.” The nightmare dragon dissipated.
“Brother Yang Tian, where did the dragon go?”
Yang Tian smiled. “In another dimension. Don’t involve yourself with it.”
“Hmph, petty!”
“Let’s find out who’s targeting us.”
With a flick of his sleeve, they teleported away. The fact Merit was still disintegrating proved the voodoo caster was still at it.
The cult leader sweated profusely, and his hand shook. The “Yue” character was difficult to write, for a powerful energy stopped him. He could not believe it, so he began to scream. He was not convinced he lost his magical powers. He was afraid he would die without them because he offended so many people, including national leaders.
Meanwhile, Yang Tian sunk mountains and rivers as he leapt. He passed by many weird areas. Qing Xiaoyue fearfully checked out the ocean scenery. She remarked, “Oh my god, we’re on the ocean.”
Yang Tian smiled. “Cultivation adepts can scorch mountains and oceans. You’ll realise humans can shake the heavens once you cultivate.”
“Yeah right.”
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