After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"System, I choose one."

[Selection successful, reward fusion successful]

The martial arts heritage of the Baiye clan was drastically altered by the system. Chen Futu suddenly had a sudden realization. He opened his hands, and the Imperial Dragon Qi flowed through his fingertips, mixed with other true qi fluctuations. This feeling was mysterious and wonderful, and the way of attack and killing within it gradually became clear.

"Good stuff, really good stuff."

Chen Futu was secretly delighted; this trip had not been in vain.

Not only will he have the opportunity to abduct the Baiye clan to guard the nation's destiny, but his strength as the Holy Emperor will also advance further, giving him more confidence to defend the borders in the future.

As for the three catties of Dragon Emperor's blood, I've refined quite a few pills in my spare time. I can take a portion of the blood first, then take the medicine and wait 24 hours before taking the remaining blood. It's not that hard to accept.

Thinking of this, Chen Futu didn't mince words and explained his plans to Bai Wuyai on the spot. The latter was overjoyed, "Is the Holy Emperor really willing to help my clan?"

Bai Wuyai knew everything as expected. The reason he didn't let his clansmen continue attacking Chen Futu was precisely because he sensed the Dragon Emperor's bloodline and Chen Futu's domineering imperial aura from the very beginning.

Of course, if Chen Futu didn't possess that imperial aura, he would have already killed someone to seize the Dragon Emperor's blood.

Chen Futu was well aware of the implications and said indifferently, "We are not related, but I am helping you for two reasons. First, the Black Sand Sea belongs to the Central Plains, and second, I need the loyalty of the White Night Clan. Do you understand?"

"understand……"

The dried dough of Bai Wuyai had a complex expression on it. This young Holy Emperor had a big appetite, but unfortunately the Baiye clan had no choice.

Next, Chen Futu and Bai Wuyai discussed in detail the procedures for drawing blood to break the curse, and also arranged for Qin Liangyu and others to come and comprehend the Holy Dao Heart Sutra.

On the other side, the White Night Clan was still driving away several major forces in the dark and narrow passageway.

The major forces emerged from the ruins looking disheveled. The Sand Sea Clan, who were guarding outside to meet them, and the Cloud-Piercing Realm experts left behind by the various forces were all alarmed to see them escape.

The disciples of Hundred Flowers Valley explained the situation with trepidation.

"As expected, it's the White Night Clan!"

The powerful figures were both surprised and delighted. That was an ancient clan that had been lost to the annals of history. Legend had it that they had followed the earth's veins and amassed countless treasures. If the territory below belonged to the White Night Clan, who knew how many resources it would contain?

As the story unfolded, greed appeared in the eyes of more and more people, even the monks of Little Sumeru Mountain had their eyes burning with desire.

Green Ivy smiled wryly and said, "The White Night Clan is still around, so it was we who rashly trespassed into their territory. We were the ones who were impolite."

“Their clan has long been wiped out. Haven’t you seen it? The current White Night Clan are hideous, neither human nor ghost. Such a clan has been abandoned by the heavens. If they awaken and leave the ruins to enter the desert, it will surely be a catastrophe.”

The grassland tribes of Onon Sea had grim expressions.

Jin Wuzi of Jinwu Hall said proudly, "That's right. We cannot stand by and watch these cursed people see the sunlight. We must kill them."

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

The crowd chattered amongst themselves, clearly convinced that they had the White Night Clan completely under their thumb.

They are just a Great Sage whose vital energy has declined to the extreme. They are not without sages behind them. As long as they can summon the martial arts sages to join forces, even an elderly Great Sage can be suppressed.

"Hey, where are the people from Great Xia?!"

Suddenly, a powerful figure noticed something was wrong. All the powerful figures from various forces who had entered the ruins came out, but the group from Great Xia was the only one missing.

"Could it be that they discovered the White Night Clan's legacy?"

"not sure."

The powerful figures exchanged glances, their expressions grim.

The powerful members of the Sand Sea Clan sensed something was wrong. Judging from the current situation, the major forces were getting envious and might start fighting.

The group from Great Xia included not only the Holy Emperor, but also their young master.

"We'll stay here and guard this place. We can't let the Great Xia family take over the inheritance and treasures!"

"That's right, the treasure will be obtained by the one destined to receive it!"

The grassland group was the first to express their opinion, followed by the Golden Martial Hall, and then the other forces in the Sand Sea. Only the Little Sumeru Mountain, the Southern Frontier Witch King and his daughter, and the Hundred Flowers Valley remained silent, but they did not leave either.

Having come all this way, who wants to leave empty-handed?

At this moment, Chen Futu followed Bai Wuyai toward the deep altar of the Baiye clan, unaware that the powerful figures of the Great Xia had already been targeted.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your trouble."

The core of the White Night Clan is an ancient altar, surrounded by ever-burning lamps. Above the central square hangs a huge luminous pearl, its radiance enveloping a bronze coffin bound with gold and iron and covered in copper rust.

Bai Wuyai offered incense and said to Chen Futu, "This is where the ancestor Yuanzu is buried."

"It turns out it was him..."

Chen Futu was quite interested in the person inside the coffin. According to the legend, the ancestor was cursed and his descendants' bloodline was corrupted. What would he become? Would he become a living dead?

If such a being is still alive, how strong would their cultivation be? Would it be possible to open the coffin, take the person out, and turn them into a puppet?

Of course, Chen Futu only dared to think this in his heart, otherwise if Bai Wuyai heard it, the old man would probably go berserk on the spot.

"According to legend, the curse can be broken by breaking the magic lock."

Bai Wuyai's aged face was filled with anticipation.

Without wasting words, Chen Futu sat cross-legged by the altar, casually cut his fingertip, letting the blood drip into the small cauldron on the altar, then took the medicine and remained silent.

Bai Wuyai said that the process of breaking the curse could not be interrupted, so Chen Futu changed to dripping the Dragon Emperor's blood in a slow and continuous manner. This process would last for a long time. As a martial arts saint and having taken medicine, it was not unacceptable for him to let it flow slowly for a day or two.

Bai Wuyai muttered, "If the Dragon Emperor's bloodline can melt the Xuan Lock and break the curse, my clan is willing to follow the Great Xia for life, expand our territory, and establish an immortal legacy."

After Bai Wuyai left, Chen Futu was left alone in the vast space.

The desolate and empty environment, the eerie eternal lamps all around, and the inexplicably chilling ancient altar all contributed to the atmosphere.

Chen Futu wasn't sure if he was hallucinating, but as the blood dripped into the small cauldron, he vaguely saw some blurry images: an old man who had gone mad in his later years, shrouded in eerie black mist, a feeling he seemed to personally experience...

In the hall, Xiaobai was the only one who hadn't grasped the essence of the cultivation method. She scratched her head and paced back and forth, watching everyone else try to comprehend the cultivation techniques depicted in the murals.

"This is so boring. I wish Xiaobai hadn't come."

Xiao Bai is a bug in the system; she has no interest in martial arts techniques. Even if Chen Futu forcibly instills martial arts knowledge into her, she doesn't gain any insights. Her fists are her most powerful weapons.

"Little girl, why don't you appreciate the legacy left by our predecessors?" Bai Wuyai arrived unnoticed.

Little Bai proudly crossed her arms and said, "What's there to understand? Big brother said that Little Bai is invincible and should walk her own invincible path. Why should she need to rely on others?"