Born with immortal seed

Chapter 508 Evil Fate Sect

Next to Tian Ting's shop is a shop with a blood-red sword and knife banner, which houses the most notorious assassination organization in the black market.

They claim that as long as you can afford the price, they'll kill even a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

Further ahead lies the Bliss Pavilion, a business specializing in offspring, with male and female cauldrons, bodies of various qualities and aptitudes, cultivators with slave contracts, and well-trained assassins.

As can be seen, the largest number of cultivators went into the Bliss Pavilion.

This kind of business is the most taboo and infamous in the black market.

In the past, it was a legitimate Nascent Soul sect, but it had done too many things that aroused the wrath of gods and men, such as plundering immortal seedlings and kidnapping disciples. A Great True Monarch of the Moral Sect couldn't stand it anymore and directly labeled the Bliss Pavilion as a demon and exterminated its high-ranking members.

However, the Paradise Pavilion had many hidden branches that revived after hundreds of years and remained extremely popular.

A sapling with extraordinary spiritual roots is discovered by a passing immortal master, who then leads you to an immortal's cave to teach you the art of longevity.

From a young age, he was taught the foundation of moderation and harmony, and carefully nurtured until he reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

Just when you think you have a bright future ahead of you, the elders of your sect who regard you as a father or brother will capture you, place a restriction on you, and shatter your soul and spirit.

Then it is placed into a soul-scattering coffin made of thousand-year-old Yin wood, just waiting to be chosen by a buyer so that those Nascent Soul True Monarchs can possess it.

This meticulously cultivated physical body can greatly reduce the recovery time after possession, allowing one to return to their peak condition in just over ten years.

When dealing with impatient buyers, the final price must be in units of top-grade spirit stones.

It can be described as an extremely profitable business.

Furthermore, based on customer needs, they hunt down handsome men and beautiful women of all types, forcing them to cultivate dual cultivation techniques. Their magical power becomes gentle and mellow, making it easy for them to be converted into the cultivation power of others after being drained of their energy.

"It is easy to defeat others, but difficult to defeat oneself... Everyone has selfish desires and dark hearts. People may appear dignified and lofty in ordinary times, but when it comes to their own lives, even the most orthodox sects of Taoism may not be able to resist such temptations."

Not all cultivators entering and leaving the Bliss Pavilion are from unorthodox sects; many are full of pure energy, and their true essence clearly indicates that they are on the right path.

Bai Zichen sighed almost imperceptibly. Self-discipline and integrity in solitude—how many people in the world can truly achieve that?

The other shops all sell various magical artifacts, which are obviously forbidden items.

The resentment was so thick it was almost tangible, and the stench of blood could be smelled from a great distance. It was definitely a demonic treasure forged from countless living beings, and one wrong move could attract the pursuit of righteous cultivators.

However, the refining method is simple, and even breaking through to the next level of a spirit treasure is much easier than with other magic treasures.

As long as living beings are continuously killed and flesh and blood are sacrificed, the power of the magical artifact can be continuously increased, regardless of the crafting method or its own quality.

As for using magical artifacts, the deeper one refines them, the more susceptible one becomes to the influence of the artifact spirit, and the more one's mind is affected by its violent emotions. These negative effects are not something that demonic cultivators would take seriously.

Let alone ordinary magical treasures, Bai Zichen doesn't even consider spiritual treasure-level magical treasures a threat.

Just as he was about to leave the black market after wandering around for a while, a voice transmission sounded directly in his mind.

"Fellow Daoist, you look unfamiliar. Is this your first time visiting this black market? ... Xie Mingshan Zhi, please come upstairs for a chat."

Bai Zichen's heart skipped a beat. He looked at a shop at the very end of the street. The banners that were set up were completely blank, without any patterns that indicated identity.

The fact that this person could transmit their thoughts into one's mind indicates that they harbored no ill intentions and did not provoke the resistance of the Heavenly Star Bone.

It's also because the other party's spiritual sense is no weaker than one's own; otherwise, it would also be spontaneously isolated and blocked by one's spiritual sense.

'It's a cultivator from the Evil Fate Sect! That Evil Fate Sect, whose existence is predetermined by fate and without any cause or connection!'

His shock stemmed more from the other person's self-introduction.

The Evil Fate Sect is one of the most secretive sects in the cultivation world, renowned for its divination and fortune-telling.

When he first studied the Copper Coin Divination, he became very interested in the sects that mastered divination techniques and made a special effort to learn about them.

Most fortune tellers rely on divination and inference to arrive at their conclusions, often through guesswork and speculation.

The Evil Fate Sect is the sect most likely to touch upon the omniscient Dao of Destiny, as evidenced by the various actions of its wandering disciples throughout history.

However, it seems that cultivators of this sect are destined to be envied by the heavens, as natural disasters and man-made calamities will befall them every hundred years, even though Nascent Soul True Monarchs are extremely prone to violent death.

Therefore, the cultivators of the Evil Fate Sect all lived in seclusion in their grottoes, and had almost no contact with the outside world.

If one remains untouched by worldly affairs, natural disasters and man-made calamities will not befall them, and they will be able to live a normal life.

'There's actually a successor of the Evil Fate Sect in the black market. I wonder if he's genuine or just a fraud... His spiritual sense is no weaker than mine; could he be a Great True Monarch?'

Bai Zichen's spiritual strength is comparable to that of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. If Shan Zhi is on par with him, then that would be quite terrifying.

Without much hesitation, I followed the bamboo steps to the second floor, each step making an unpleasant scraping sound.

At this point, there's no need to try to avoid seeing them anymore.

Even if he were truly a Great True Lord, he would still have the strength to fight him.

Moreover, he was indeed very curious about the Evil Fate Sect and wanted to see it for himself.

"I apologize for this presumptuous invitation, fellow Daoist... It's just that I haven't seen such a miraculous destiny in the past hundred years, which is why I couldn't help but ask."

A black-robed monk sat by the window on the second floor, wearing a triangular black hat.

His face was both young and old, his eyes tired and listless, and he sat on an armchair formed from a dark cloud.

At a glance, Bai Zichen felt as if the other party was shrouded in mystery, and he couldn't even discern their cultivation level.

However, judging from my intuition, they should be similar to me, far from reaching the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

It seems he is also a cultivator with naturally strong spiritual sense, far surpassing his peers.

"You can call me Ziwei... What do you mean by saying my fate is extraordinary?"

Not being a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, Bai Zichen relaxed as he walked over and sat down. The moment he sat down, a cloud of white clouds appeared behind him, changing into the shape of a chair according to his thoughts.

"Everyone has a destiny that determines their life's encounters and achievements... Ordinary destinies are ashen, as worthless as dust, but those with spiritual roots who embark on the path of cultivation will have their destinies condensed into pale white ones."

Yamaji looked him up and down with great interest, as if he had seen a rare treasure.

"Going up a level, there are also fates such as blue, purple, yellow, and red, which indicate the upper limit of one's development in life. I have been on the path of omniscience for hundreds of years and have seen top-level fates such as flawless red gold and emerald jade, but a fate of nothingness, as if it were the beginning of chaos, is truly unheard of."

"Ziwei, so you are the Ziwei Star Lord of the Star Palace... It's a pity that your mask has concealed my deductions, and I can only see that the identity beneath the mask is even more powerful. If I try to force my way through, my intuition tells me that I will be struck by a sword light, so I should give up."

"The concept of destiny is vague and unfounded. I do not endorse your sect's Dao. If everything is predetermined by Heaven, what is the point of our diligent cultivation?"

Bai Zichen shook his head. The Evil Fate Sect's statement was full of negativity, attributing everything to fate and saying that one's destiny determines one's status.

"Is it possible that your tireless efforts and courageous perseverance, and the fact that some cultivators squander their talents and indulge in pleasure, are both arrangements of Heaven?"

Shan Zhi laughed heartily, but made no sound.

"Your destiny has piqued my curiosity. In gratitude, I can offer a free divination... Or, if you wish to predict the future, I may attempt a divination."

"No need to divine for me. I want to ask which side will ultimately win this war between humans and demons, and how many years it will last."

Bai Zichen had a premonition that if someone were to actually have their personal issues divined, it would be tantamount to revealing their true identity to him.

The Star Palace Star Lord's mask is said to be able to block any detection from those below the Nascent Soul stage.

However, Shan Zhi, who cultivates the Great Dao of Omniscience, certainly uses methods different from others.

One wrong move and he might discover the true identity behind the mask.

"Fellow Daoist Ziwei, you really know how to give me a tough problem. This war involves the fate of two races and the trajectory of countless lives. Just gazing at it once will cost me decades of my lifespan. Moreover, there are Nascent Soul stage experts directly involved. I'm afraid that at any moment, a colossal hand will fly down from the sky and smash me into mincemeat."

Yamaji didn't feel any distress; on the contrary, he was quite pleased, feeling a sense of relief that his long-planned scheme could finally be implemented.

"Fortunately, I was prepared and carried the sect's most precious treasure with me... It would be better to kill a cultivator who knows the entire Dao than to make no deductions and just wait for the results of the most noteworthy events in the cultivation world."

A palm-sized tortoise shell fell to the ground, spun around once, and Shan Zhi drew a few incomprehensible characters in the air with his finger before pressing them under the tortoise shell.

Shan Zhi looked dazed, and soon began coughing up blood rapidly. His tortoise shell exploded and flew off, crashing to the ground and cracking in several rough places.

"The entire realm is in ruins, corpses litter the ground... In the battle of the Nascent Soul stage, the human race has been utterly defeated by a fifth-tier demon lord!"

"How is that possible? The outer sea demon race only has one Nascent Soul Demon Lord. How could they be a match for so many super sects of the human race? Besides, there is also the Morality Sect. Back then, the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master killed the most promising Nascent Soul junior from the Dead Sea of ​​Qingqiu. The other party didn't dare to say a word. This is enough to prove the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master's strength."

Bai Zichen's first reaction was that the deduction was wrong, or that Shan Zhi had secretly altered the results of the divine calculation in order to attract attention.

"This is what I saw with my own eyes from fate. It may not be accurate, and it only represents one possibility. I don't know how the demon race could have done this. It's completely illogical."

Yamashita touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes also filled with confusion.

"The footage I can see is very limited, and it's all fragmented. But just because there's only one fifth-tier demon in the outer sea doesn't mean there's only one in the whole world."

"You mean, the Dead Sea of ​​Qingqiu and Rotten Axe Mountain have also joined the battle?"

Bai Zichen felt somewhat anxious, even though the conclusion Shan Zhi had given seemed extremely unreliable.

However, the deductions made by the Evil Fate Sect disciples in the past, especially their statements on major events, no matter how bizarre they may seem, have all been verified in the end.

Originally, I planned to go into seclusion to cultivate and observe the situation, but if the entire Eastern Region were to fall into the hands of the demon race and be occupied by the outer sea demons, it would show that the situation of human cultivators was already very dire.

He was the greatest enemy of Xingxiu Sea and even that old dragon who had transformed into a Nascent Soul. When the time came, he would have no way to retreat and would have to face the demon race head-on.

"This is just one possibility, but based on my past deductions, even if the entire families of the two demon clan holy lands were to join forces, they still wouldn't be a match for the Morality Sect... And when the overseas demon clans invade, all the sects in the world will still set aside their prejudices and cooperate in the face of racial war."

"We didn't see how the human cultivators lost, or through what means they lost to the demon race. We only saw countless lives wailing, human cultivators being wantonly slaughtered, toyed with, and turned into rations by demon beasts... The only chance to break this deadlock lies in the Central Region!"

Yama was so alarmed that he could no longer maintain his composure and his emotions became clearly volatile.

A pair of eyes, devoid of pupils and unfocused, gaze toward the river of fate.

How did the war between humans and demons develop and continue within their predetermined destiny, and what was its ultimate outcome?

But with just a gentle touch, the fates of countless people changed, and they survived the monster attack on the city.

But in the next instant, it was swallowed whole by a towering, earth-shattering monster that had transformed into its true form, and even the cities in the central region began to fall.

No matter how things change, they will be pulled back onto the predetermined path by the powerful corrective force of fate.

"Jade Ruler! Flying Sword!"

"I don't know if they represent two heaven-reaching spiritual treasures or two cultivators. From the moment they appeared, fate became uncertain again. I can't see the scenes that follow; they've already exceeded my omniscient Dao!"

After a while, Shan Zhicai withdrew from the state of omniscience and peering into fate, and shouted.

With each word he spoke, a mouthful of blood spurted out, making one wonder if this True Lord of the Evil Life Sect might bleed to death.

"Your Excellency is exaggerating. The human race is far stronger than the demon race; such a thing is simply impossible!"

Bai Zichen got up and left, his heart surging with emotion.

Because the flying sword in the pattern manifested by the evil sect leader Shan Zhi was none other than his Ziwei Xuan Lei Sword.

Unless Shan Zhi has already calculated that the true identity behind the Ziwei Star Lord's mask is Bai Zichen from the Northern Region, the appearance of the Ziwei Thunder Sword has too many implications.

'Could it be that the demon race is so powerful that they have overthrown the human race and lost the entire Eastern Region? But how could I be the key to breaking the deadlock? Even those Nascent Soul stage experts couldn't withstand me. At that time, I was at most in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Could I possibly be able to contend with Nascent Soul stage experts...?'

Bai Zichen's heart was pounding. He had originally wanted to cling to the coattails of a Nascent Soul cultivator and hide in the Star Palace Secret Realm to cultivate peacefully.

But suddenly someone told him that he was the key figure in the war between humans and demons, and that those Nascent Soul stage experts could not be relied upon.

How could this transformation not be shocking?

'Although I don't want to believe it, considering all aspects, there's a considerable chance that what Shan Zhi said is true... Could it be that the demon race has obtained some heaven-defying treasure, allowing them to gain an overwhelming advantage at the Nascent Soul stage?'

Bai Zichen's mind was in turmoil. After leaving the black market, he flew straight on his sword, instinctively heading towards the Southern Region.

"Millions, even hundreds of millions of demonic beasts, may seem intimidating, but what truly determines the outcome of a great war is the high-end combat power. In such racial wars, even Nascent Soul True Monarchs are merely high-level cannon fodder; only Deity Transformation Great Powers are the key factors in deciding the victory or defeat."

Shan Zhi made it very clear that, in terms of overt power, the two major demon clan holy lands in the outer sea and the inland only have three Nascent Soul Demon Lords.

The only way to reverse the gap between the two races is through a heaven-defying treasure.

Top-grade Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure?

That's probably still not enough; a single fifth-tier flying sword isn't enough to give a Nascent Soul cultivator the strength to fight multiple opponents.

(End of this chapter)