Covering the Sky: A Guide to Proving the Dao Without Cheats

Chapter 102 A Ruthless Person Who Doesn't Belong to This Era!

The essence of fantasy is gas itself, which can be illusory or real, and can be contracted or released.

It can be deployed when a battle flag is needed and folded into a long spear when not needed, serving two purposes in one, which is simply perfect.

This is why he rushed to Ye Fan again to ask for the essence of Xuanhuang Mother Qi.

Luo Heng himself couldn't help but complain: Jingze Tianzun's True Fragrance Path is indeed the strongest rule in all the heavens, without exception.

Although Luo Heng could still complain about himself, he always felt in his heart that he had tricked Ye Fan this time.

If he had thought earlier that he wanted to refine a protective artifact, he should have asked him for the essence of the Primordial Chaos Qi immediately.

As a result, Ye Fan only asked for it after the other party's Dao-proving artifact was almost complete—this one strike probably damaged Ye Fan's essence to some extent.

This is damaging the potential of your number one "battle pet".

Luo Heng naturally felt a pang of heartache at this.

Fortunately, he has already collected all nine types of blood from ancient emperors.

I'll have the alchemists at the Yao Guang Holy Land prepare a miraculous medicine for him and Ye Fan to use during their nine transformations in the Other Shore Realm.

In the Other Shore Realm, one must temper their body with the true blood of nine great emperors.

If the Emperor knew about this setup, he'd probably be drooling even in his coffin.

Luo Heng's eyes suddenly lit up when he thought of the Emperor's son.

He remembered that in the Emperor's son's memories, there was a secret technique that allowed him to strengthen himself by bathing in the blood of other living beings.

Without a doubt, this is the method used by the Immortal Emperor to refine the essence blood of the ancient emperors.

If I and Ye Fan use this secret technique at the same time while bathing in the divine liquid, we will surely achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Afterwards, Luo Heng stayed in the Great Luo Heaven for a while, using the Devouring Heaven Demon Art to completely devour the Heavenly Emperor's physical essence before he was satisfied.

However, looking at the corpse of the Emperor's son before him, he was somewhat troubled.

He wasn't the ruthless type like Ye Fan or Pang Bo; facing a creature that had been humanoid not long ago, he really...

I can't bring myself to eat it.

After thinking about it, I decided that I could only feed it to Da Luo Tian.

Just as he was about to make a move, he paused, waved his hand to move the Emperor's son's corpse next to the Divine Phoenix Elixir of Immortality, and then began to transform into the Dao.

Amidst the swirling five-colored Dao patterns, Luo Heng clearly noticed that the Divine Phoenix Immortal Elixir was growing even faster. He nodded in satisfaction.

"If we can't eat it directly, then let's use it as fertilizer!"

After muttering this, Luo Heng turned around and prepared to leave Da Luo Tian.

Before leaving, he casually filled a pot with the Jade Pool Divine Spring, picked a few leaves from the Enlightenment Tea Tree, and strolled over to the small courtyard where Gai Jiuyou and Wei Yi lived.

When he shared his idea with the two elders—he planned to use the essence and blood of the nine great emperors to achieve the Other Shore Transformation—even the well-informed Gai Jiuyou couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.

This is indeed a bit frightening.

As the three were discussing the specifics of the operation, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang and Elder Liu Yuan arrived.

Luo Heng specifically invited them. After all, even if Gai Jiuyou and Wei Yi were strong, they weren't professionals in alchemy; they needed someone knowledgeable.

After discussing it for a long time, the group finally settled on the steps.

As Luo Heng listened, his gaze suddenly fell on Xiao Yinyin playing beside him, watching her carefree laughter.

A bold idea suddenly popped into his head.

He told himself not to do anything reckless, never do anything reckless, but the thought was like a weed, impossible to suppress.

After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth, stood up, apologized to the others, and led Xiao Yinyin back to the Holy Son's Palace.

On the way, the little girl looked up at him and asked, "Big brother, aren't we going to play with Sister Xia anymore?"

"We'll play later, I'll take you to run some errands first."

"What's wrong?"

Luo Heng thought for a moment: "Hmm—I'll do you a small favor, big brother."

The little girl nodded obediently: "Okay."

Upon entering, he instructed Hongling and Ziyuan to quickly set up an offering table, altar, and incense burner—the shrine was also brought out.

Little Yinnan looked bewildered as Luo Heng picked her up and placed her neatly in the center of the shrine.

She blinked. "Big brother, why do I have to sit here?"

"Because you're the little emperor now."

"Little darling?" The little girl looked down at her toes, which were wobbling and barely touching the ground, and asked, seemingly understanding, "What is the little darling going to do?"

"Just sit down for now."

"Okay." She sat up obediently, her two little legs dangling in the air, swinging back and forth.

Luo Heng's expression was serious as he lined up nine jade cups in front of her.

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The cup contained nine drops of imperial blood, each a different color—crimson, pure gold, jet black, and a mixture of five colors.

The little girl frowned and pointed at the dark glass: "This is dark, it doesn't look good."

"Even if it doesn't look good, you still have to drink it."

"----oh."

Luo Heng picked up the first cup and coaxed her softly, "Come on, open your mouth."

The little girl obediently opened her mouth, frowned, and swallowed the drop of blood, her little face scrunched up: "It's bitter."

"I'll give you candy later."

Next cup.

"It's golden and shiny."

"Hmm, there are still seven cups left after we finish this one."

The little girl pouted, but still opened her mouth and drank.

One cup after another.

After she swallowed the last drop, the little girl stuck out her tongue with a pained expression: "Big brother, I'm full—I don't want to drink anymore."

Luo Heng was stunned after hearing this.

Good heavens, it's had its fill of imperial blood?

Luo Heng estimated that with his small body, a single drop would cause him to explode and die on the spot.

Despite feeling incredibly bitter inside, Luo Heng still forced a smile and comforted her, saying, "That's all, that's the last cup."

"Can I have some candy now?"

"Wait a moment, big brother has something to do."

The little girl nodded and sat quietly on the altar, her two little hands placed neatly on her knees, like a well-behaved porcelain doll.

Luo Heng then solemnly took out the body of the Devouring Demon Jar.

He put the two bamboo slips inside.

One sign says "Yes," and the other says "No."

Then, taking a deep breath, he bowed respectfully to the blinking little girl on the shrine: "A ruthless person who doesn't belong to this era."

"You are the guardian who has waited for eternity in the mortal world, you are the supreme empress who has attained enlightenment in a mortal body."

"I am a lowly descendant of you from the ancient times, fortunate enough to inherit your lineage. Today I offer the true blood of nine ancient emperors and great rulers—"

"I only ask that you grant me three drops—your imperial blood."

After saying this, he bowed deeply and performed nine prostrations.

On the shrine, the little girl swung her legs and tilted her head to look at him.

"Big brother, are you worshipping me?"

Luo Heng said solemnly, "Yes, I am worshipping you."

Why?

"Because you're the little darling."

The little girl blinked, gave a half-understanding "Oh," and then asked, "Can my little darling eat candied hawthorns?"

"----Can."

"I want to eat now."

"I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you later."

"Okay!" She smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescents, and sat obediently without moving.