Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The Wolf God Cult's headquarters, Moonbeam City, is not far from the Silver Moon Mountains, only about two thousand miles away. With Chen Yuan's speed, it only took him less than a quarter of an hour.

The entire Moonbeam City remained peaceful as usual. Two great cultivators, Lü Qiao and Meng Tiankuo, led more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators to greet them on the western city wall, which was closest to the Silver Moon Mountains.

After Chen Yuan landed, everyone immediately came forward and bowed respectfully.

All five people whose bodies had been marked with the Fire Lotus were present. The others looked at Chen Yuan with a mixture of awe and doubt, as if they did not believe that he was a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Beside the group, three corpses lay on the ground, their deaths quite gruesome.

Chen Yuan spread his divine sense. The city was clean and tidy, with no mortals in sight. Cultivators patrolled the streets and alleys, and there was not a single corpse in sight, indicating that the city had been thoroughly cleaned up.

Lu Qiao respectfully replied, "Reporting to the senior, we have persuaded the seven elders in the city to abandon the darkness and embrace the light."

"Five elders are still traveling and guarding various places, and it will take time to persuade them to surrender."

"Only these three blindly loyal fools refused to obey our orders. We had no choice but to kill them. We hope you will forgive us, senior."

Chen Yuan glanced at the three corpses on the ground and asked, "Who were they?"

A hint of nervousness flashed in Lü Qiao's slightly lowered eyes as she respectfully said, "These three are An Shouliang, Cheng Su, and Su Yijian."

Chen Yuan frowned: "If I remember correctly, this An Shouliang is the second elder of the Wolf God Sect, and his cultivation is comparable to yours?"

Lu Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and he bowed even deeper: "This person disrespects his seniors and suddenly attacked us. In order to control the situation, we dared not hold back..."

Chen Yuan's brows relaxed, and he smiled, "It's alright. The Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan has been wiped out. Since this person is so stubborn, he should be killed."

He turned to look at the Wolf God Cult cultivators and said calmly, "Considering that you pulled back from the brink, I will let bygones be bygones for the past."

"Relax your minds, and I, Chen, will remove the blood-veined Gu from your bodies."

"From now on, you will no longer be slaves or servants, and you can live in the world with dignity."

As he spoke, he slowly released his cultivation aura. The others sensed the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage and dared not doubt it any longer, so they all relaxed their minds.

These Nascent Soul cultivators were only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage at most. Chen Yuan didn't need to conjure white hair; he simply activated the Zhu Yan True Blood and drove the Zhu Yan True Fire to completely erase the blood-thread Gu in their bodies.

Seeing the demonic Gu that controlled life and death vanish into thin air, everyone was sincerely convinced and bowed to Chen Yuan, praising him endlessly.

Lu Qiao then presented the treasures from the city's treasury, but most of the treasures of the Wolf God Sect were controlled by the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan. These treasures were useless to Nascent Soul cultivators, and even somewhat of a burden to Great cultivators.

However, since this was Lu Qiao's act of loyalty, Chen Yuan accepted it all and ordered Lu Qiao to lead ten cultivators to return to the Silver Moon Mountains with him.

Only four cultivators remained in Moonbeam City to guard it, and were tasked with finding the remaining four Nascent Soul cultivators and persuading them to abandon their allegiance to the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan, with the threat of death for those who disobeyed.

The leader among them was Meng Tiankuo, the former Grand Elder of the Wolf God Sect.

Of the other four, only one, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, had the Fire Lotus Mark implanted in his body; the other three had only turned to the light today.

However, the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan has been wiped out, and they were not truly believers in the Wolf God. They could be loyal to the demon race, and in the face of the general trend, they could also fight for the human race.

Chen Yuan led Lü Qiao and others back to the Silver Moon Mountains and then handed them over to Cui Yuheng for management.

These Wolf God Cult cultivators knew they still had stains on their records and couldn't compare to the human cultivators who had been resisting the oppression of the demon race. They were extremely obedient, even somewhat fawning.

Cui Yuheng and his companions were proud and unyielding, and they loathed these opportunists.

However, they also knew that the human race was weak and that every Nascent Soul cultivator was extremely precious, so they did not show it, only occasionally complaining to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan offered a few words of comfort before returning to the Wolf Soul Hall.

Qin Wuyai and the other two were waiting in the hall. In front of them, more than thirty mustard seed rings were suspended in the air, bobbing up and down.

It contains all the rare and precious materials, magical artifacts, divine weapons, spiritual herbs and elixirs, cultivation techniques and classic texts accumulated by the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan over tens of thousands of years...

Even these thirty-odd mustard seed rings each have an internal space of ten or even more than ten zhang in size, making them invaluable treasures for Nascent Soul cultivators.

Chen Yuan also took out Yin Qianjie's Mustard Seed Ring. Under the watchful eyes of the three, he used the Vermilion Flame to erase the residual divine consciousness imprint of Yin Qianjie and took out all the contents inside.

Yin Qianjie carried many items with him, but the most eye-catching of them were his silver longbow, three jade slips, two jade bottles, and five wooden boxes with sealing talismans on them.

This silver longbow is entirely silver in color, and it is unknown what material it is made of. The bow has both the smoothness of jade and the eeriness of white bones.

The bowstring is a pale gold color, likely made from the sinew of some kind of demonic beast, and appears to be extremely resilient.

On the inside of the bow, two tiny ancient seal characters are engraved, which are the two characters "Guanghan".

Qin Wuyai and the other two looked at the longbow and their faces showed regret in unison.

The Taoist Cangsong said, "This Guanghan Bow is radiant with spiritual light and is quite extraordinary among spiritual treasures. It's just a pity that it's a divine weapon..."

"Fellow Daoist Chen, are you going to take this divine weapon as agreed?"

"However, according to Yin Hui, these divine weapons are all imbued with bloodline restrictions, which seem to make it impossible for us human cultivators to subdue and refine them."

Qin Wuyai's eyes flashed, and he laughed, "Fellow Daoist Cangsong, you are mistaken. If it were us, we would naturally be unable to refine it."

"But Fellow Daoist Chen controls the Zhu Yan True Fire, so this bloodline restriction is nothing but a clay chicken and a tile dog in front of him."

"If we can win this battle and obtain divine weapons and spiritual treasures, we will probably need to ask Fellow Daoist Chen to remove the restrictions."

Chen Yuan remained noncommittal, merely gazing at the Guanghan Bow and shaking his head slightly: "Once a divine weapon is obtained, it needs to be nurtured with one's essence and blood for at least several years before it can be used as one's own arm and fingers in combat. There's no need to rush it."

Lu Wangquan asked, "Fellow Daoist Chen, have you taken a liking to the halberd in Kun Chenglie's hand?" "If what Yin Hui said is true, that halberd seems inferior to this Guanghan Bow."

"Fellow Daoist, don't choose that halberd just because you have Kunpeng's true blood in your body."

Chen Yuan frowned slightly: "Fellow Daoist Lu is joking. Whether we can win this battle is still unknown. The Fangtian Halberd is still in Kun Chenglie's hands, so we must not underestimate the enemy."

Lu Wangquan paused for a moment, then said seriously, "I misspoke, and I hope the three of you will forgive me."

Qin Wuyai chuckled and stroked his beard lightly: "Fellow Daoist Lu, there's no need for that. Fellow Daoist Chen is being a bit too cautious."

"The first step of our plan has been successful, and we have also discovered the location of the ascension passage."

"To kill those four demon generals by surprise is not difficult, and it is not an unrealistic ambition."

Chen Yuan frowned, but did not try to persuade him further. Instead, he changed the subject: "Spiritual treasures and divine weapons are too precious. Let's wait until after this battle to distribute them."

"Let's stick to our previous agreement and first inspect the other treasures, then each of us can take what we need."

He spread his divine sense and found the mustard seed ring containing spiritual herbs that had been stored for over eight hundred years. With a thought, he took out all the spiritual herbs inside.

Qin Wuyai and the other two took the jade bottle and wooden box from the Silver Thousand Tribulations Mustard Seed Ring into their hands to examine the possible cultivation pills and top-grade spiritual materials inside.

This inspection took a full three hours to complete.

This is still a large amount of low-level cultivation resources; it has only undergone a rough inspection, otherwise it would have taken even longer.

The items suitable for low-level demonic beasts, namely Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Core Formation cultivators, such as mid-to-low-level magic treasures, spiritual herbs less than eight hundred years old, and cultivation pills, were left untouched by the four, remaining entirely for the human cultivators of this realm.

The Nascent Soul cultivators expressed their deepest gratitude. These items were useless to the four of them, but they were extremely precious treasures to the human cultivators who were used to a life of hardship.

These low-level cultivation resources alone occupy thirty-one mustard seed rings.

The remaining three mustard seed rings are the treasures that can catch the eye of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Among them are 37 thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, 13 three-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, and 2 five-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

There is only one bottle of cultivation pills for the early stage of Nascent Soul, two bottles for the late stage of Nascent Soul, two bottles for the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, and four bottles for the early stage of Nascent Soul.

There are four top-tier divine weapons and magic treasures, twelve high-tier divine weapons and magic treasures, thirteen kinds of top-grade spiritual materials, and sixty-eight kinds of superior spiritual materials.

One demon core for a Demon General in the early stage, four demon cores for a high-level Demon General, and eleven demon cores for a mid-level Demon General.

In addition, there are hundreds of eight-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs, tens of thousands of jade slips containing cultivation techniques and supernatural powers, ancient classics, and other treasures that are of great use to Nascent Soul cultivators.

These jade slips contain three secret techniques for breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, including the Five Elements Spiritual Body method. In addition, there are three cultivation methods that lead directly to the Nascent Soul stage and two Nascent Soul stage supernatural powers.

After the four people finished checking, they all fell silent.

Looking at the few treasures before him, Daoist Cangsong's eyes revealed a hint of disbelief: "A royal family of demon beasts with a lineage spanning tens of thousands of years, possessing a giant spiritual vein, and whose lineage of demon generals has never been interrupted, yet they only have this much wealth?"

Qin Wuyai frowned: "The ten major sects in the human realm can also produce these things, but the Nascent Soul inheritance of the ten major sects is often interrupted."

"And the royal families of demon beasts, relying on the power of their bloodline, are more likely to produce demon generals."

"This realm is much richer than the human realm, so logically, it shouldn't only have these treasures..."

Chen Yuan said in a deep voice, "We don't need to rack our brains here. We can just summon Yin Hui and ask him."

Daoist Cangsong nodded repeatedly: "He is the Grand Elder of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf Clan, he must know the inside story!"

Chen Yuan ordered someone to summon the white-robed youth, and Daoist Cangsong immediately inquired about the matter.

The white-robed youth looked at the treasures in front of the four people and sighed softly: "Those affiliated demon races and divine sect cultivators all think that the eight royal families have profound foundations and numerous treasures, but in fact, it is all wishful thinking and false rumors."

"Although the eight royal families are powerful and the lineage of demon generals has never been broken, precisely because of this, their foundation is not deep."

"For a demon general to challenge a demon commander, he would have to consume a lot of treasures, and success is not guaranteed."

"After advancing to the rank of Demon General, one must continue to improve one's cultivation before ascending to the Upper Realm, and at the same time continue to cultivate the next Demon General, all of which require continuous consumption of one's resources."

"There are many demon generals of various races, and they have long lifespans. They need rare and precious materials for cultivation and weapon crafting."

"Not to mention that before the Demon General ascended to the Upper Realm, he took away a lot of treasures, further weakening the foundation of the major royal families."

"If it weren't for the bloodline restrictions on the spiritual treasures and divine weapons of each race, preventing them from being brought into the upper realm, they probably wouldn't have been able to be passed down..."

As he spoke, he glanced discreetly at the gleaming Guanghan Bow, a hint of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

This divine bow, now in the hands of human cultivators, is like a pearl cast into the dark; it will likely never see the light of day again.

Chen Yuan frowned and said, "So, the foundation of the other five royal families might not even be as strong as that of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan?"

The white-robed youth nodded: "The Blood-Eyed Serpent and Frost Bear clans are roughly equal to our own. The Kun Fish and Flood Dragon clans are slightly better, but they shouldn't be much stronger."

Chen Yuan said in a deep voice, "Young friend, please step down."

The young man in white clasped his hands in farewell and turned to leave the main hall.

Chen Yuan's gaze swept over the various treasures, and he slowly spoke: "None of us expected that the foundations of the eight royal families would be so shallow."

"It seems our previous agreement needs to be changed." (End of Chapter)