Chapter 23: The Black Lotus of the Skyless Clan (2)

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  Another magnificent palace, a figure in black stood amidst the unconscious people at his feet, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, cold and cruel.

  "The three quasi-saint elders of the Avian tribe, Elder Owl, Elder Pheasant, and Elder White Crane. Then there are the three quasi-saint elders of the Beast tribe, Elder Tianma, Elder Black Bear, and Elder White Cat. Finally, there is the Scale Armor tribe, Elder Black Fish, Elder Crab, and this Elder Dragon." Hei Lian thought silently to himself.

  "It's no wonder it has the aura of a dragon, this crocodile is much more difficult to tame than other elders, almost made a mistake." Hei Lian Wutian said in a low voice as he looked at the crocodile.

  In fact, Wú Tiān's cultivation was at the mid-stage of Quasi-Sainthood, and he could fully control the great abilities of nine Quasi-Saints in the middle stage. However, it was actually impossible to do so because after the three clans' ceremony to inform Heaven and Earth, and Heaven and Earth acknowledged the existence of the three clans, the aura on the bodies of the three clan elders became even thicker. With a thick aura holding them up, Wú Tiān had no way to make a move.

  Among the three tribes, the closer they evolve to the dragon, phoenix, and qilin, the stronger their aura will be, just like the Feng Huang of the Avian Tribe, the Si Bu Xiang of the Beast Tribe, and the Jiao Long of the Dragon Tribe.

  So, all the ones chosen by Wutian were those who had just broken through to Quasi-Sainthood and whose aura was unstable. The last one, the Jiaolong, was Wutian's final prey. Seeing that the Jiaolong had also just broken through to Quasi-Sainthood, he controlled him, but unexpectedly, the Jiaolong had a strong will and dense aura. Wutian used a great deal of effort to plant the Black Lotus in his destiny, and at this time, Wutian was still waiting nearby, precisely to prevent any accidents from happening.

  "Hmm... Oh..." A groan was heard, and Wu Tian's careful observation revealed a hint of joy, it seemed to be a success.

  The dragon rubbed its head, constantly massaging it, but there was still a dull ache inside, as if it had forgotten something and then remembered it again, feeling extremely confused and uncomfortable.

  "Jiaolong——" A faint voice came, and Jiaolong looked up.

  "You, you are——ah——" Memories began to surface in Jiaolong's mind, some of which were his own, while others were transmitted by Wutian. The two sets of memories collided, causing Jiaolong immense pain. He let out a miserable cry and fell to the ground, rolling around in agony.

  "Jiaolong, do you remember me now?" Wu Tian asked after Jiaolong had calmed down.

  Lying on the ground, looking up at Wu Tian with eyes wide with terror, Jiaolong was extremely frightened. Upon hearing Wu Tian's question, he immediately scrambled to his feet and knelt down at Wu Tian's feet, his forehead touching the ground as he called out respectfully:

  "Master."

  "Hmm. Not bad, it's finally a success." Listening to the voice of the dragon, carefully observing the movements and expressions of the dragon, there was not a single mistake, and Mutou let out a sigh of relief.

  "Thank you for cultivating me." The Jiaolong had completely lost its sense of self, and in front of Wu Tian, it was like a pet, hearing Wu Tian's praise, it seemed to be very pleased.

  "Uh, your task is simple, just continue being the elder and transmit some materials for me. If there's anything, I'll directly give you tasks through this contact method." Wu Tian said, his right thumb and index finger snapped together, a black light floated over, and the Jiaolong didn't move, the black light entering its brow center.

  "Yes, master." The dragon replied, without a hint of dissent.

  "Alright, I'm leaving." Wú Tiān smiled contentedly and vanished into thin air.

  "See you off, Master." The Jiaolong knelt down and kowtowed to Wu Tian for a long time without getting up. But Wu Tian disappeared and reappeared in the void, watching Jiaolong's performance. It wasn't until much later, when he saw that Jiaolong was not acting strangely, that he put his mind at ease.

  "The time of the Honored One has come." Wu Tian's face was expressionless as he transformed into a black lotus flower and vanished into thin air.

  At the same time, a black cave mansion appeared, filled with dark demonic energy. The demonic energy was dense and condensed into skulls, ghosts, and ghostly flames, with mournful cries echoing from within.

  In the center of the cave, there was a black lotus platform. On the platform sat a man in black clothes, his hair scattered and covering his face. A gust of wind blew by, blowing open his long hair, revealing half of his face. It wasn't Wu Tian, so who was it?

  Wu Tian closed his eyes at this moment, looking exceptionally calm. The wailing and howling in the cave couldn't reach here. When he felt a breeze blowing over, his eyes opened, revealing a pair of black pupils that seemed like two mysterious whirlpools. If someone stared into them, they would surely be drawn in, their mind stolen.

  "Are you back?" Wu Tian muttered to himself.

  "I'm back." A voice came from the void, responding to his words.

  "Hummmmmmm"

  A void shook violently, a black lotus floated down from the void and landed in front of Wu Tian, transforming into another Wu Tian that was identical to him.

  "Honzon." The newly arrived Muten just bowed to the Muten sitting on the lotus pedestal.

  "Hmm, things are done, you'll come then." Said Wu Tian, sitting on the lotus platform.

  "It is, the true body." The newly arrived avatar, Wú Tiān, said "yes", and his body shook. He then transformed into a black lotus flower, which floated to the top of the true body's head before slowly falling down and entering its body.

  The entry of Hei Lian's avatar caused the eyes of the original deity to close, as if sensing something. After a long time, Wu Tian's deity opened his eyes, with sparkling light in his eyes and muttering to himself:

  "Planting lotus Dafa, planting lotus Dafa, hehe..."

  Wu Tian silently recited the Great Lotus Dharma, as if thinking of something, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he chuckled.

  "Cultivate the lotus, and there will be a harvest. The nine quasi-saints will be harvested at that time, and my cultivation can also be pushed to the late stage of quasi-saint." Wu Tian stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and his eyes were full of longing. He thought of the information he had just received, the nine quasi-saints of the three clans, especially the last one, the Jiaolong. If he could harvest and devour them, how powerful would that be?

  "Damn it!!!" Wu Tian's face turned iron-green as he recalled Mo Zu, gritting his teeth and cursing, "We're both demons, why do you always suppress me, ordering me around with an air of superiority."

  "When I cultivate the great Dafa and achieve great success, you will be the first one I transform into a lotus flower, sitting beneath me."

  "I'll let you know what the Demon Ancestor is."

  "Hahaha..." He burst out laughing wildly, as if he was the Demon Ancestor himself, pinning Luo Hou down in front of him and turning him into a lotus flower to trample underfoot.

  Demons are demons, forever a virtue, selfishness, greed, cunning, jealousy...

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  As for Shen Long, after having a substitute to speak on his behalf, Shen Long's speed became much faster. Every time he walked a distance, Shen Long would put down a split body, the split body would continue to preach, while the original body continued to travel through the vast expanse of the Hong Huang world.

  In such a situation, at such a speed, it's almost the same as flying directly to Mount Taiyi, when I'm tired of flying, I'll descend onto the clouds, collect some medicinal herbs and plant them in the Nine Cauldrons, what a wonderful feeling.

  In the legend of past lives, after the great calamity, there will be racial extinction. The heavenly and earthly treasures cannot be exempted. Shen Long struggled to obtain every kind of spiritual medicine and treasure he could encounter, and also instructed his women to join in. This was done to protect the diversity of species and genetic material in the primordial chaos.

  "It's really lonely." On top of the cloud, Shen Long lay on the cloud, thinking about his charming wife and couldn't help but sigh.

  "As usual, when I think of a woman, she should appear, how come she hasn't shown up yet?" Shen Long turned around with a mischievous look and leaned over the cloud to take a peek.

  However, only clouds floated across Shen Long's face, gentle as if a woman had caressed him, but after all, it was not a woman.

  "Huh?" Suddenly, Shen Long's eyes lit up.

  "This, this is... This is..." Shen Long said excitedly.

  "What a huge mountain!!!"

  "Haha, I can speak again, what virtue, what virtue."

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