Beastmaster of the Ages - Chapter 1139
Ye Lingfeng could hardly wait. On this day, Tianming made his arrangements for the Tianming Dynasty and bid farewell to his relatives. This wasn’t a one way trip to Orderia, so they wouldn’t be parted forever. Occupied by his harem, Ye Shaoqing couldn’t even spare the time to see Tianming. With the Omnisentient Threads, Tianming would still be aware of everything that happened in the Flameyellow Continent and could communicate with them, even if he couldn’t borrow their power once he set foot on Orderia.
“Xiaoxiao, are you coming?” Tianming asked just as they were about to leave.
“Where are you going?” She pursed her lips.
“You’re going to check on your sister?” Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t know Qingyu at all.
“Yes. Orderia is suitable for your cultivation, so I’m guessing the Archaionfiend wants to go as well,” said Tianming.
“Of course. We once ruled the astralscape of order!” the Archaionfiend interjected.
“Very well then. You can be my guide.”
“How shameless!” the Archaionfiend shouted.
After some consideration, Lin Xiaoxiao said, “I’ll go with you, but I’d like to take a look around on my own once you’ve settled down. Is that alright?”
“Of course, that’s up to you.”
A maid was the identity Tianming had arranged to protect her at the time. She wasn’t expected to serve him or remain by his side, and her assistance up to this point was more than enough. Tianming had given her a three-star universal manna to restore the Archaionfiend’s cultivation level.
Once Lin Xiaoxiao agreed, they left for the Divine Moon Realm. Feiling and his lifebound beasts remained in his lifebound space; their purpose in the Divine Moon Realm was to allow Ye Lingfeng to absorb stellunar source.
“The many xenofiends I consumed in the xenomemory space can help my divine will grow, but I needed fundamental cosmic force.”
At the moment, Ye Lingfeng didn’t know what his cultivation level was. Like Bodhi when he first left the Ninefold Hell, Ye Lingfeng began frantically absorbing the stellunar source. In the Divine Moon Skycity, an enormous power accumulated in his body. Tianming noticed that the Primordial Gate within his chest increased the rate at which he devoured the power. His efficiency surpassed Bodhi’s many times over.
“What’s the essence of the Primordial Demonlord’s inheritance?” Tianming asked. The foundation of the Primordial God-Emperor’s inheritance was all sentient beings.
“Souls, devouring, and evil,” said Ye Lingfeng.
“What do you mean by evil?” Tianming asked.
“The more chaotic and cruel the world is, and the more resentment there is in the heavens and earth, the stronger I become.” Ye Lingfeng explained.
“That doesn’t sound good.”
“It’s merely a means to an end, like a weapon. Even a lethal weapon is contingent upon the person wielding it. I’ll never be your enemy.” Ye Lingfeng said as he closed his eyes in cultivation. He wore a divine armor that allowed him to hide the Primordial Gate, as well as open and close it from time to time.
“You’re right.” Tianming didn’t struggle with the fact.
Amidst the light and shadows, Ye Lingfeng’s eyes gleamed coldly, his eyes as deep as the abyss, blood surging in his body. His tribulations in the xenomemory space had become blessings instead. As they say, good fortune followed a calamity, and now he could finally enjoy his blessings. With the Primordial Gate greedily absorbing the stellunar source, his astralforce rapidly grew. Although Ye Lingfeng possessed only one layer of astral discs, his strength could rival Tianming’s as he rose in cultivation level.
“Here.” Tianming chose a three-star universal manna for him. This was the best one left in Sovereign Xi’s inventory.
Ye Lingfeng was a specter. Despite his weak flesh, he still had his abilities and the universal manna was effective. In half a day, he completed his transformation.
“What level are you at?” Tianming asked.
“Decapath Sky.” Opening his eyes, Ye Lingfeng covered the mirror armor, blocking the Primordial Gate. The black chainmail made him appear colder, a clear contrast to Tianming’s temperament.
“Give it a go.” Tianming raised his left hand.
Ye Lingfeng punched, his fist slamming into Tianming’s arm like a vortex, tearing apart his astralforce.
“If you use all that’s available to you, your strength would be equivalent to a twelfth-level ascendant,” Tianming predicted.
“Maybe.” Ye Lingfeng nodded.
“The Archaionfiend says we’d be considered elites in Orderia at our age and current cultivation level,” said Tianming.
That was an amazing feat, because the strongest cosmic force they had ever used was a stellunar source. Meanwhile, their peers had cultivated for twenty years on the sun, devouring the energy of a nova source. The Divine Moon Realm was nothing; the sun above was the truly terrifying battlefield, a place even Sovereign Xi feared.
Ye Lingfeng possessed astralforce equivalent to an ordinary eleventh-level ascendant. After all, he didn’t possess the techniques of the Primordial Chaos Beasts. He should have no trouble reaching Lifecycle Sky. Despite being an eighth-level ascendant, Tianming had to rely solely on his astralforce to ascend to the Orderian Sky.
“Let’s do this! Today’s the day!”
With the Divine Moon Realm as their point of departure, they soared into the sky as three flashes of light. As he ascended, Tianming realized that the Divine Moon Realm was in no way the peak of the lower levels of the cosmic aether, but the peak of the Brightmoon Sky. The heights of Dipole and Trisource Skies were almost equivalent to the distance between the Divine Moon Realm and the Welkin plane. Above the moon were a dozen other skies, which demonstrated how far Orderia was from Welkin.
Staring at the dazzling sun above their heads, they continuously moved up. Tianming discovered what a challenge it would be to reach the sun. Sovereign Xi had hoped to lead the divine moonrace across this distance; the remoteness of their world made her hysterical. It was the distance between this isolated island and the vast world out there that had made her realize how humble they were.
The higher up they went, the stronger the attractive force of the Welkin plane was. Their astralforce circulated madly, resisting the force.
“The attractive force of the Welkin plane embodies the laws of the world. In order to climb up, the lower races must work harder than others to change their destiny. Some people work hard all their lives only to reach someone else’s starting point. Perhaps this is unfair, but in a world that requires competition for resources, absolute fairness is impossible. We’re lucky we even have an opportunity to climb up. Besides, the superior races on the sun have never descended into the world below and messed up the laws. After all, those are the laws that protect the people.”
He did all he could to rid himself of the stigma associated with the lower races and transform himself on this journey, like Great Emperor Xuanyuan. He grew up in the world below and had made it to Orderia, a feat that placed him above many in Orderia.
Tianming looked up and watched as the magnificent sun grew closer and closer. The impact of being so close to the sun was much stronger than that of the moon’s descent. The enormous ball of fire burning in the cosmos resembled an eternal purgatory.
“I’m boiling!” Ying Huo exclaimed as it appeared on Tianming’s shoulder. Perhaps it had awakened a memory of swallowing a sun. Its gaze was feverish, the same look Xian Xian had when it was hungry.
“Hold on…” Tianming suddenly thought of something. The sun was a world with a nova source and a surface area tens of thousands of times that of the Flameyellow Continent. Even if it wasn’t densely populated, its population would still be substantial. Had Ying Huo devoured trillions of creatures in one bite? If the dream was real, wasn’t it clear what kind of sinful beasts the Primordial Chaos Beasts were? He was under a lot of pressure because it was impossible to predict what they would eventually become.
“What’s wrong? Afraid I’ll eat you up?” Ying Huo rolled its eyes.
“Frightened, my ass! Even if you could eat me, I’d still be stronger than you with symbiotic cultivation. One strike with my dark arm and you can kiss your balls goodbye.” Tianming laughed as he showed off his biceps.
Ying Huo’s feathers stood on end.
“What’s the matter?” Tianming asked with a smile.
Ying Huo looked terrified.
“Is the dream the past or the future?” Ying Huo asked blankly.
Tianming stood motionlessly. The feeling was almost suffocating. After a long time, he calmed down, patted Ying Huo’s head, and said, “Don’t be afraid, just trust yourself and trust me.”
“I think you mean ‘trust everyone’,” said Ying Huo. They were one big family.
“What’s the point in thinking so much? If you have nothing better to do, you might as well sleep.” Meow Meow listlessly said.
Meanwhile, Lan Huang was doing a handstand and spinning and Xian Xian was reminiscing about delicacies. They were so preoccupied that they failed to notice Tianming and Ying Huo’s emotions. However, the little grey egg appeared on top of Tianming’s head, bouncing up and down, the two tiny black dots staring excitedly at the sun in the distance.
“What’re you staring at? Can you eat it? The sun is all flames.” Tianming said.
The little grey egg nodded frantically, no longer the cold, aloof god.
“You’re not a fire-type.”
After a moment’s contemplation, Tianming flew over to the Archaionfiend and asked, “Does the nova source purely contain fire?”
“How can that be? Such a large nova source would be all-encompassing! But it’s mostly fire,” said the Archaionfiend.
The little grey egg kept repeatedly bumping against Tianming’s head. It couldn’t wait any longer.
“Stop knocking or I just might crush you. Then you’ll be prematurely born and malnourished!” Tianming shouted.
It seemed the little guy could smell something nutritious, even from such a great distance. Tianming thought it would be frightened by his threat, but it began bouncing up and down once more. Upon returning to his lifebound space, it wasn’t afraid to slam into Lan Huang, cultivating a steely head.
“Dammit! They’re all the same, bouncing like that before birth!” Tianming sighed. “Once we reach Orderia, it’s best if I refrain from using my totems so they won’t know I’m a dual cultivator. If little Fifth can be born by then, it’ll make up for my limitations.”