Demonic cultivators, magic cultivators.

Two relatively extreme professions in the Xingyun Continent.

Demonic cultivators’ cultivation methods were nothing more than using unorthodox techniques to achieve shortcuts.

Magic cultivators were different.

They cultivated true magic techniques, absorbing magic qi that existed between heaven and earth.

To make an analogy, demonic cultivators were equivalent to martial cultivators, while magic cultivators were equivalent to sword cultivators—both extremely rare existences.

It was said that ten thousand years ago in the Xingyun Continent, magic cultivators were very numerous, and many Magic Gate forces emerged that could contend with top sects.

However, magic cultivators’ cultivation methods were even more extreme than demonic cultivators’, so the various major forces calling themselves righteous, to prevent future generations from being corrupted, united together to issue a Magic Extermination Order.

That was a war lasting a hundred years. It was said even Wudis participated.

Later generations defined that period as the Righteous-Magic War.

The righteous path had experts like clouds, while the Magic Gates were outnumbered. In the end, they were gradually eradicated. To this day, there were no more Magic Gates across the entire continent.

Of course.

If you don’t eliminate the roots when cutting grass, they’ll grow back with the spring breeze.

Quite a few magic cultivators survived. They either lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, or hid their identities, living in the Xingyun Continent.

The Magic Extermination Order was still in effect to this day.

Any righteous path person who discovered magic cultivators or Magic Gates would definitely do their utmost to eliminate them.

Therefore, every so often, news would spread in the martial world of some magic cultivator or Magic Gate being discovered, then besieged by experts from all sides.

Why bring this up?

Because Yao Mengying had awakened an Innate Demonic Body.

People with this physique were inevitably magic cultivators, and moreover, the most supremely elite among magic cultivators!

Elder Wei frowned: “Ten thousand years ago, the Magic Emperor Sect’s sect master, Magic Emperor, had an Innate Demonic Body. With the power of one person, he fought nine great Wudis to a standstill, and was said to be the Xingyun Continent’s number one powerhouse!”

“I’ve also heard this.”

Jiang Xie said: “Unfortunately, although Magic Emperor’s cultivation was unparalleled through the ages, fists are still hard to overcome many fists. In the end, he was killed by the nine great Wudis atop Magic Mountain.”

Li Qingyang and the others hadn’t heard these things before, but they were still amazed that one person resisted nine emperors—this was absolutely a supremely powerful existence worthy only of looking up to.

Speaking of which.

Among the nine great Wudis back then, was there Ye Xingchen?

There was not.

He could become one of the nine emperors also because he benefited from Magic Emperor’s glory.

Because although the other party ultimately died in battle at Magic Mountain, he took two Wudis down with him, thus allowing Ye Xingchen to comprehend heaven and earth’s fortune and step into the Wudi realm.

In ancient times, when the emperors contended for supremacy, they shattered the Xingyun Continent into thirteen provinces.

Some kind of restriction came to exist in this world—only nine people could ascend to the emperor position and enjoy the worship of all living beings.

When a Wudi perished, the emperor’s fortune would scatter into the world, seeking the most suitable martial cultivator to succeed them.

Ye Xingchen was a new Wudi who ascended after the Righteous-Magic War.

So what about those who didn’t become Wudis?

They also had a chance to achieve Wudi status, but they had to challenge the nine current holders. Victory meant replacement.

Wushengs challenging Wudis was very unrealistic.

So since ancient times, no one had been able to shake the nine great Wudis. They could only wait in frustration for them to perish.

Perhaps heaven and earth could no longer bear the war of emperors, so they sealed off the path to becoming Wudi. But there were exceptions—those were magic cultivators who didn’t walk the conventional path!

Ten thousand years ago, magic cultivators produced a peerless genius.

With an Innate Demonic Body, after several hundred years of cultivation, he broke through heaven and earth’s shackles to become Magic Emperor, and single-handedly founded the renowned Magic Emperor Sect.

We must wait in line to succeed as Wudi.

But you can ignore heaven and earth’s rules to break through to higher levels.

How could this be acceptable!

Therefore, the Xingyun Continent’s martial cultivators united and launched the Magic Extermination Order.

Though flying the banner of eliminating demons and evil, in reality they feared that if allowed to grow stronger, it would bring catastrophe to martial cultivators.

Who was right or wrong in the events of ten thousand years ago was no longer important.

What was important was that before his death, Magic Emperor looked up to the heavens and laughed, saying: “As long as heaven and earth exist, the demonic path endures. This emperor has planted the seed of the Innate Demonic Body in the world. When it awakens someday, it will surely revive my Magic Gate’s mighty glory!”

His voice contained supreme emperor’s might, carrying vast magic qi.

Not only did it reverberate throughout the entire sky, it also shrouded the entire continent, disturbing the minds of all living beings.

According to historical records, this was a divine ability Magic Emperor used before death, planting his own Innate Demonic Body in people’s hearts, until one day it would sprout, bloom, and bear fruit!

As long as heaven and earth exist, the demonic path endures.

These words became the spiritual pillar for magic cultivators who managed to survive.

They also bitterly waited for the Innate Demonic Body to awaken, because that would be their hope for reviving the Magic Gate!

Over a thousand years after Magic Emperor’s death, an ordinary youth walked out of the mountains and accidentally awakened his Innate Demonic Body, from then on embarking on the path of magic cultivation.

This was totally the fate of a protagonist.

Unfortunately, his magic cultivator identity was exposed and he was hunted by the righteous path, ultimately dying an untimely death.

In the following years, seven more people with Innate Demonic Bodies appeared successively. Some died during their growth, while others gathered surviving magic cultivators intending to strengthen the Magic Gate, only to have their affairs exposed and be eliminated.

Because Innate Demonic Bodies appeared at intervals, there were detailed records in historical texts.

Elder Wei and Jiang Xie naturally had heard of them.

When magic qi permeated around Yao Mengying’s body, they determined this was definitely the sign of Innate Demonic Body awakening as recorded!

“Trouble, trouble.”

Elder Wei’s brows furrowed tightly: “This girl has an Innate Demonic Body, making her a public enemy of the entire Xingyun Continent.”

Jiang Xie stroked his chin, murmuring: “The first eight were all male. I didn’t expect the ninth would be female, and an seven or eight-year-old little girl at that.”

Li Qingyang also realized that Little Junior Sister awakening the Innate Demonic Body wasn’t a good thing, so he said urgently: “Elder Wei, we need to quickly notify the sect leader!”

“Contact him with Sound Transmission Technique.” Elder Wei said.

Jiang Xie hurriedly employed the martial technique, but unfortunately, our Sect Leader Jun had already left far away and couldn’t be contacted at all.

Elder Wei said: “The girl’s Innate Demonic Body awakening didn’t cause too great a phenomenon. The outside world may not know. We must not let the news leak out. Let’s wait for the sect leader to return before discussing.”

“Good idea.” Jiang Xie agreed.

……

Speaking of Jun Changxiao, riding the Hurricane Wolf King, after traveling for about a day, he entered the fifth-rank commandery where Miao Hua Palace was located, and entered a city called Happy City.

Fifth-rank commanderies had formidable strength. Even this kind of ordinary city, whether in scale, population, or powerful experts, couldn’t compare to Qingyang City.

Sect Leader Jun had just entered and was dumbfounded.

Because on Happy City’s main street, every few steps you could see lavishly decorated pleasure establishments, with gaudily dressed beauties standing at the doors throwing flirtatious glances at him.

“This place truly is a man’s happy land.”

Jun Changxiao shook his head, ignoring the beauties’ calls, and chose an inn to stay in.

“Did you hear?”

“Magic Gate remnants secretly returned to Magic Mountain and encountered experts from various sects. Both sides fought fiercely for a long time!”

“This is a major event, of course I heard!”

“That self-proclaimed thirty-sixth sect master of Magic Emperor Sect, with cultivation that only just stepped into Wuhuang, dared to fight several first-tier sect experts. This truly is overestimating himself.”

Jun Changxiao sat by the window, casually listening to their discussion, thinking to himself: “In their eyes, Wuhuang is just ‘only just’—these fifth-rank commandery martial cultivators are truly impressive.”

He was just listening casually, then rested for the night before continuing his journey, ultimately arriving at the foot of the mountain where Miao Hua Palace was located.