In an era where everyone is cultivating immortality, the system wants me to become a demon?

Chapter 409 Resurrecting the Corrupted Heavenly Lord with One Deduction! (3.2K views, please subscribe!)

"To be able to fight a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to this extent on your own, Su Yuan, you've done very well."

The old woman smiled and handed the box to Su Yuan, who was still in a daze.

"However, this rogue cultivator called Blood Soul True Monarch knows too much. Rather than letting him roam the world, it would be more straightforward to kill him."

“Uh… Senior Wuluo is right.”

Su Yuan carefully took the box, only to find that the ordinary wooden box was extremely hot to the touch and a little difficult to hold.

One of the three Nascent Soul cultivators needed to repair the Crown of Corruption has been obtained just like that?
It should be noted that even in the Blue Star Federation, the residual power of a Nascent Soul cultivator is an extremely valuable industrial raw material.

Putting aside everything else, let's just talk about the Nascent Soul of Blood Soul True Monarch.

If this nascent soul were activated as a production device, the clean energy it would generate daily would be no less than that of a large nuclear power plant in my previous life.

Because of its small size, it can even be used as a power source for star destroyers, and it is also very easy to maintain.

My mother-in-law is really generous.

Su Yuan wanted to feign a few words of refusal, but worried that Wu Luo Zhenjun would take her polite words seriously, so she said nothing and obediently stuffed it into the Jieyue Pearl.

“Senior Wuluo, why don’t you come inside and sit for a while? Nuoyi must be quite bored right now, she’ll be very happy to see you.”

Su Yuan said enthusiastically.

The old woman raised her hand, touched her daughter's head, and shook her head, saying:

"No need. This avatar of mine won't last long. Just give my regards to Noyi."

"Yes!"

Su Yuan nodded hurriedly.

After a pause, True Monarch Wuluo raised his hand again and gently patted Su Yuan:

“Su Yuan, you are all grown up now. I shouldn’t say much, but after seeing you, I, as your elder, always feel the urge to say a few more words.”

"My daughter has been a bit slow since she was little, and she has quite a few bad habits."

"She's lazy, has no goals, can't endure hardship, is vain, always thinks about giving up, and has loved smelling her socks after taking them off since she was a child... She's a child who never grows up. She has this personality now, and she may still be the same ten years from now."

"So, Su Yuan, you need to take better care of her. Don't make her feel wronged just because she's easygoing."

Hearing Wuluo Zhenjun speak of her like that, and even reveal her embarrassing childhood secrets, the pink-haired girl blushed from her cheeks to the roots of her ears, and stamped her feet in frustration.

"Mom! How could you say such things in front of Su Yuan? I don't have that many flaws!"

The old woman smiled, said nothing more, and vanished without a trace, quietly leaving.

Only Qi Hanyue, who was both anxious and angry, and Su Yuan, who was still somewhat stunned, remained on the spot.

"Su Yuan, ignore her! You must ignore what my mother said. I think she's just getting sentimental because she's old. Don't pay any attention to her!"

The pink-haired girl was so anxious that she started playing the accordion.

Su Yuan snapped out of his daze, turned around and carefully examined the pink-haired girl, then said with a smile:

"You've been standing outside all day, come in and have something to eat."

"Want some hot pot? I'll cook it just for you. I used to work at a hot pot restaurant, so I'm really good at cutting meat."

Qi Hanyue blinked, then nodded vigorously, and asked with a hint of anticipation:
"Can you eat with me?"

"it is good."

Su Yuan smiled and nodded.

Anyway, most of the guests in the courtyard were from the four major families and six major sects. Drinking with them was giving them face, and no one would dare to say anything if they left.

He called Ying Ding over and asked him to help entertain the guests, while he and Qi Hanyue went to eat hot pot in a separate courtyard.

Time flew by, and night fell.

After performing the wedding ceremony in front of the guests, Su Yuan only sat in the joyous bridal chamber for a few minutes before going to his own bedroom.

He was the most powerful man in Longcheng County, and no one dared to eavesdrop. Once they entered the bridal chamber, there was no need to continue the act.

Moreover, with Mortis, who was part of the dowry maid, watching from the sidelines, nothing like the happy scenes that were expected to happen could occur.

After the wedding, Su Yuan's tenure will soon be numbered.

However, during this period, he did not devote himself to county affairs, but instead accelerated the process of getting Yingding up to speed.

He has something more important to do.

Within the gray orb that housed the soul of Blood Soul True Monarch, Su Yuan, through investigating the other party's memories, discovered the location of the secret realm where he obtained the inheritance of the Corruption Heavenly Monarch.

According to Blood Soul True Monarch, that secret realm was damaged over the course of 100,000 years, resulting in the fragmentation of its heritage.

However, the Crown of Corruption appears to have been damaged when it was placed in the secret realm, which was 100,000 years ago.

Regardless, discovering the secret realm itself was a very useful thing for Su Yuan, because there was a high probability that it contained residual Primordial Calamity Qi.

The location of the Transformation Heavenly Monarch's Inheritance Secret Realm is not far from Su Yuan; it happens to be deep underground on Blood Mist Island.

Being so close, Su Yuan naturally wanted to explore the area before his promotion.

According to Blood Soul True Monarch's memories, that inheritance secret realm was neither dangerous nor complicated, and it would not take long to explore it.

"Xiao Ying, I'm taking my wife on a trip. We'll be back in three to five days. Keep an eye on the county government office."

Su Yuan, accompanied by Chen Nuoyi, Qi Hanyue, and Mo Tisi, stood at the port of Longcheng County and waved to Ying Ding and other officials who were seeing them off.

"Your Excellency, please rest assured, I will do my utmost to protect this land for you." Ying Ding nodded respectfully, his gaze towards Su Yuan filled with deep envy.

He said that the county magistrate's wife must be more than one.

He's only been married a few days, and he's already taken his wife and her two sisters on a trip.

However, it must be said that Su Xianzun was a respectable man. To avoid being gossiped about, he even went to sea to cover his tracks.

The differences between people are truly vast!
Su Yuan read a lot of meaning from Ying Ding's eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

The reputation has been damaged!
However, he didn't offer any further explanation, and instead boarded the Yaksha, setting sail for Blood Mist Island.

One day later.

With Zhu Tianqing's help, Su Yuan and his group quietly landed on Blood Mist Island.

This place has been completely brought under the control of the Yuan Sect, with Zhu Tianqing in charge of all affairs here.

On the system panel, the Yuan Sect's fortune has risen from 2,000 points to 5,000 points.

"Master, since we're already here, why don't we visit the Yuan Cult's branch on Blood Mist Island? It's on the way anyway."

Zhu Tianqing asked with a smile.

Su Yuan waved his hand:

"Let Noyi and the others go with you; it's not on my way."

"Not on the way?"

Zhu Tianqing was taken aback.

Su Yuan smiled and said:
"North is up, south is down, west is left, and east is right. I need to go to the south, which is underground."

As he spoke, Su Yuan felt a tremor beneath his feet, and then black mud resembling oil emerged from the ground, mixed with scarlet tentacles.

He said to Chen Nuoyi:
"Remember to prepare the Holy Blood Sacrifice Array. If I haven't come out within twelve hours, summon me back directly."

Seeing the blue-haired girl nod slightly, the tentacles beneath Su Yuan's feet moved, wrapping around his thighs and pulling him into the ground.

The ground returned to calm.

Looking in the direction where Su Yuan disappeared, Chen Nuoyi shook her head helplessly. Su Yuan has been getting more and more strange lately.

The underground of Blood Mist Island had long been transformed into a sea of ​​black mud by the decaying spores, and it belonged entirely to Su Yuan's territory.

Surrounded by black mud, Su Yuan felt as if he were back home and did not feel uncomfortable at all.

After descending nearly a thousand meters, he found an area that had not been corroded by the black mud.

It was a giant coffin made of blood bronze, about ten feet long.

Simply push open a corner of the coffin lid to enter the secret realm of the Transformation Heavenly Lord's legacy.

"So, who would design the entrance to a perfectly good secret realm in the shape of a coffin? Does the Corruption Demon Lord have a different aesthetic sense than ordinary people?"

"Or was this originally a coffin, rather than a secret realm for inheritance? But Old Deng, who has decayed, isn't dead yet?"

Su Yuan silently complained to himself, then stepped forward and gently pushed open a corner of the coffin lid, waiting warily for what was about to happen.

The fact that no strange changes occurred when Blood Soul True Monarch entered the coffin might be because he was too ignorant.

But Su Yuan is different. He has mastered the complete corrupted divine kingdom, and his contact with the contents of the coffin may bring about different changes.

The next second, a change that was completely different from Blood Soul True Monarch's memory appeared as expected.

Su Yuanmeng felt a strong suction force coming from inside the coffin, and before he could react, he was sucked in.

When Su Yuan's vision and perception returned to normal, all he could see was a small world filled with the scent of corruption.

A corner of the sky in this world collapsed, and the fleshy tentacles on the ground, which should have been extremely resilient, became withered, having lost their vitality countless millions of years ago.

At the very center of this small world is a pyramid-shaped mausoleum made of bones.

The bones used to build the mausoleum were enormous and were polished into giant square bricks with a diameter of more than ten meters. Therefore, the entire mausoleum does not appear frightening, but rather carries a sense of sanctity.

At this moment, the entrance to the mausoleum opened wide, revealing a deep and narrow passage, like a giant beast hiding in the darkness, its mouth agape, waiting to hunt.

Upon seeing this scene, Su Yuan's heart skipped a beat again.

Coffins, mausoleums... This can no longer be explained by the eccentric aesthetics of the Heavenly Lord of Decay; this place truly is a tomb.

As everyone knows, in the world of cultivation, the tombs of powerful beings usually signify danger and a near-death experience.

Back then, Blood Soul True Monarch was a hothead with no life left, daring to barge in and cause a ruckus, but Su Yuan wouldn't dare to be so reckless.

Or... should we go back and prepare again?

Or perhaps you could wander around the mausoleum, plundering the primordial energy of the place before leaving?
Su Yuan could clearly sense that the chaotic tribulation energy within this small world was extremely dense, seemingly leaking in from a corner of the collapsed sky.

Just as Su Yuan was hesitating, a weak but authoritative voice suddenly reached his ears:
“Child, I am the Heavenly Lord of Corruption, and I urgently need the help of the power of corruption.”

"If you enter the mausoleum to save me, after I am resurrected, I will help you become the new god of humanity..."

Su Yuan: "..."

Dude, did cultivators in ancient times all deceive people like this?

But sorry, I'm not Qi Hanyya, I don't believe in that stuff.

Su Yuan pretended not to hear and immediately sat down to meditate, waiting to be summoned by Chen Nuoyi twelve hours later.

(End of this chapter)