Chapter 637 Joining Forces to Slay the Demon, Dividing the Spoils

He cast his gaze over the crowd and declared, "Everyone, why don’t we join forces to slay the 7-Colored Immortal Clam first, and then decide how to divide the spoils?"

Upon hearing this, the 7 Glow Immortal Shell paused its movements slightly, its gaze flickering with a trace of chilling intent. For a moment, the scene fell into a tense stalemate once more.

"Not good."

Jiang Moran’s gaze sharpened slightly as he transmitted his voice to the others, “This Thunderblast Child harbors ill intentions. He’s deliberately putting us on the spot. With our human numbers so vast, once a full-scale battle erupts, we will undoubtedly become their primary target.”

"Then let us seal the covenant."

Seeing this, Eldrin quickly said to the Lustrous Abalone, "As long as you offer a sufficient price, we are willing to sign a contract guaranteeing that we will not oppose you in the future, nor will we disclose any information about the 9 Dragons' Deep Pool."

"If you can afford the price, we will help you keep these 3 demons here."

"Agreed."

The Rainbow Immortal Shell nodded decisively. She knew full well that once a chaotic battle erupted, regardless of who emerged victorious, it would ultimately be her Spirit Shell Clan that suffered the consequences.

Yet she had no confidence in subduing them all. If even 1 managed to escape, the 9 Dragons' Deep Pool (Location) would face catastrophic annihilation.

At that point, her best outcome would be abandoning her ancestral home to flee for her life, while the worst would be being captured by the Dao Lord’s demonic forces. Once they broke through to the Nascent Soul realm, it would surely mark her end.

For the True Monarchs of the human race present, if news of the 7-Glow Immortal Clam were to spread, they would likely be unable to claim the lion’s share of its benefits.

For now, the best course of action is what Eldrin suggested: leave behind 3 ruthless demons to sign a non-aggression pact with the human race. This would benefit both sides.

At this thought, the 7-Colored Immortal Shell declared, "So long as you are willing to sign a non-aggression pact with us, keep the information about the 9 Dragons' Deep Pool (Location) confidential, and slay these 3 individuals."

"We are willing to offer 20 Grade-5 Pearl Shells, 3 Grade-5 Spirit Clams, along with 2 strands of Earth Mother Qi (Spiritual Root)."

Everyone exchanged glances and nodded instantly. Eldrin spoke up, "Let's proceed this way."

"Damn it."

In the blink of an eye, as the 2 sides reached an agreement, the 3 demonic beings paled dramatically.

The 7-Winged Heavenly Centipede had initially spread its twin wings, intending to flee into the skies to save its life. However, the assembled cultivators would naturally not permit such an escape.

Lilith, Mistress of Desire (Person Name)拂袖一扬，就将七翅天蜈挡了起来，江漠然拦住了霹雳子，Eldrin (Person Name)更是堵住了黑血老魔的前路。

The Rainbow Immortal Clam naturally joined the fray as well, directly leading several fifth-order spirit clams to block their retreat.

Although the 3 demonic fiends possessed formidable combat prowess, they were now grievously wounded. The Lustrous Abalone alone would suffice to subdue them, let alone the dozen or so powerful True Lords standing guard among the human cultivators.

In the blink of an eye, the 3 demonic fiends were trapped by the assembled cultivators.

The group did not act immediately. Seizing the opportunity, Lyra drafted several contracts and directly handed them to everyone.

The 7-Glow Immortal Shell glanced at it, then nodded and said, "Then it's settled."

Neither party raised any objections, so they promptly signed the contract and swore a solemn oath of reincarnation.

Seeing that everyone had sworn the oath, the 7 Glow Immortal Shell finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, for high-level cultivators, Heart Demon Oaths were not entirely reliable, as some geniuses with heaven-defying talent could even suppress their inner demons.

Thus, most preferred to employ the Oath of Reincarnation. This solemn vow touched upon the profound mysteries of samsara; should 1 break it, even after descending into the Netherworld Abyss, they would face a dreadful calamity, forever losing any chance of transcendence.

All those present were Nascent Soul True Lords. Such high-level cultivators, even if they failed to attain the Dao in this lifetime, could still influence the potential and foundation of their next incarnation after reincarnation.

Thus, once the Oath of Reincarnation is sworn, it becomes nearly unalterable.

"Since the matter is settled, this battle may now come to an end."

As the 7-Glow Immortal Shell finished speaking, she raised her hand and summoned a spiritual treasure—a peculiar treasure wheel.

The treasure wheel was forged from 9 coiled dragon effigies, its entire body crafted from divine mystical metal, with dragon souls roaring within.

"This spiritual treasure..."

Eldrin's eyes flashed with shock as he watched the treasure wheel instantly transform into 9 coiling dragons that descended with overwhelming force, charging toward the 3 demonic fiends.

In but a single clash, the 9 Eldrin serpents shredded the Thunderbolt Master—a cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage—into fragments, his nascent soul torn asunder on the spot.

"This is!"

The crowd’s expressions shifted subtly. Although Pili Zi was severely injured, he was still a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Yet, he had been unable to withstand even a single encounter—a testament to the sheer power of this spirit treasure.

注意到众人跟的神色，那七彩仙贝淡然一笑道：“妾身这九龙轮是采集九种宝金，融入九头蛟龙妖皇之魂炼制而成，威力也还算是差强人意，让诸位见笑了。”

"You flatter me."

Everyone felt a slight tremor in their hearts. The might of the '9 Dragons Wheel' was extraordinary—it clearly ranked among the finest even within Quasi-Pure Yang Spiritual Treasures (Magic Treasure). How could such power be merely described as "barely acceptable"?

With the strength of the 7 Glow Nacre and the might of the 9 Dragon Wheel, it could likely hold its own even against a Half-Step Primordial Spirit. Even if over a dozen of them joined forces, they might still struggle to gain any advantage against the 7 Glow Nacre.

Eldrin couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. Although the 2 Realms Lotus Throne in his possession was also a Quasi-Pure Yang Spiritual Treasure with top-tier defensive capabilities among its peers, it lacked the offensive prowess characteristic of artifacts at this level.

However, after that Eldrin (Person Name) fell, neither the 7-Winged Heavenly Centipede (Spiritual Beast) nor the Old Monster Black Blood (Cultivator Name) lasted much longer.

Already gravely wounded, they found no chance to escape amidst the besieging crowd.

Only moments later, the 6-Winged Heavenly Centipede was shattered by Lilith, Mistress of Desire (Person Name). Eldrin (Person Name) directly incinerated the Dark Blood Elder's several superior demonic treasures with celestial flames, reducing him to ashes.

"What a formidable divine ability."

Everyone gazed at Eldrin’s heavenly fire divine ability, their expressions filled with astonishment.

Lilith, Mistress of Desire (Person Name), being exceptionally knowledgeable, couldn't help but draw a sharp breath and exclaimed, "Could this be the legendary Celestial Fire Magic Power?"

Upon hearing these words, everyone's expressions shifted. This was not only because Eldrin had unleashed combat prowess rivaling the late Nascent Soul stage, but more importantly because the power of Celestial Fire was an esoteric force only Soul Formation cultivators could hope to comprehend.

Eldrin had now mastered the power of celestial fire, increasing his chances of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage by 20 percent. Combined with his foundation as a Heavenly Dao Nascent Soul, he could truly be called a genuine Nascent Soul seed.

At this thought, even the 7-colored Immortal Shell revealed a trace of astonishment, and everyone present felt a desire to befriend him.

After the great battle concluded, the Lustrous Abyssal Conch fulfilled its promise and distributed the treasures to the group. The haul consisted of 20 5th-grade Spirit Conch Pearls, 2 strands of Earth Mother Qi (Spiritual Root), and 3 Spirit Conch Shells.

That Spirit Shell Pearl could aid Eldrin True Monarchs in their cultivation. After refinement, it could increase an Eldrin cultivator’s cultivation speed by 50 percent.

A single Spirit Clam Pearl could sustain a Nascent Soul True Monarch for approximately 3 100 years. For those at the Nascent Soul, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm), this equated to roughly half a level of cultivation advancement.

Chapter 1: The Reborn Youth The biting cold wind swept across the mountain ridge, carrying with it the scent of frozen earth and withered grass. On the jagged cliffs, a frail figure in tattered blue robes trembled as he clutched at the icy rocks, his fingers bleeding from the effort. "Can this really be... the legendary Crimson Jade Peak?" Lin Feng murmured through chapped lips, his breath forming pale clouds in the frigid air. Suddenly, a brilliant streak of azure light tore across the sky, followed by a thunderous roar that shook the very mountains. Lin Feng's eyes widened as he witnessed 2 celestial figures clashing amidst the clouds, their movements leaving trails of shimmering energy in their wake. "Foundation Establishment cultivators!" he gasped, pressing himself against the cliff face. 1 of the figures, a woman in flowing white robes, brandished a glowing sword that seemed to drink the surrounding light. "Zhang Tianhao, your demonic arts end here!" Her voice echoed with otherworldly power. The man opposite her laughed darkly, his crimson robes billowing like bloodstained banners. "Foolish girl of the Jade Pure Sect, do you truly believe your Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss can defeat my Blood Demon Art?" Lin Feng watched in awe as their spiritual energies collided, creating ripples in the very fabric of space. He had risked everything to reach this sacred mountain, driven by rumors of immortal masters seeking disciples. Now, witnessing this battle between cultivators, he knew his journey hadn't been in vain. As the combatants vanished beyond the peaks, Lin Feng noticed something glimmering where they had fought. A small, intricately carved jade pendant lay nestled between the rocks, pulsing with a soft, golden light. His heart raced. Could this be... an opportunity? Chapter 2: The Ancient Legacy The jade pendant felt warm in Lin Feng's palm, despite the freezing temperature. As his blood from his injured fingers touched its surface, the carving began to glow brighter, and strange symbols appeared in the air before him. "By the heavenly dao..." he whispered, his eyes reflecting the shimmering patterns. Memories not his own flooded his mind - of a mighty cultivator battling against demonic beasts, of secret techniques passed down through generations, and finally, of a desperate sealing ritual that cost the cultivator his life but preserved his knowledge within this jade. "The 9 Revolutions Heavenly Art..." Lin Feng read the name appearing in his consciousness. According to the memories, this was a legendary cultivation method that could lead 1 to immortality, lost for over 10 1000 years. Suddenly, a sharp voice cut through his revelation. "Boy! What have you found there?" 3 figures descended on glowing swords, their auras suppressing Lin Feng's breathing. The leader, a stern-faced man in silver robes, eyed the jade pendant with greedy eyes. "That artifact doesn't belong to a mortal like you," the man declared coldly. "Hand it over, and we might let you live." Lin Feng's grip tightened around the pendant. He had been ordinary his whole life - poor, powerless, and constantly looked down upon. But now, fate had given him a chance to change everything. "Never," he said, his voice surprisingly steady. The cultivator's eyes narrowed. "Foolish mortal! Do you know who we are? We are disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect! That artifact is worth more than your miserable life!" As the cultivator reached for him, Lin Feng felt the jade pendant grow burning hot. The ancient symbols reappeared, swirling around him like protective spirits. "What sorcery is this?" the cultivator exclaimed, taking a step back. Lin Feng felt energy coursing through his veins - a sensation entirely new yet strangely familiar. The memories within the jade were awakening something within him, something that had lain dormant for his entire 16 years of life. "I may have been ordinary until now," Lin Feng declared, his eyes gleaming with newfound determination, "but from this day forward, my destiny is my own to forge!" The golden symbols intensified, wrapping around him like a cocoon of light as the cultivators watched in stunned silence. The mountain wind howled, bearing witness to the birth of a legend.