Chapter Seventeen: Come Along, Auntie’s Taking You to Get a Cheat!
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Xiao Baiyue looked at Feng Yun with a puzzled expression and replied brightly, “But I think the love between Father Emperor and Mother Empress is really good, very warm.”
Mentioning Feng Xiu and Bai Lingxuan, Feng Yun sighed.
“Those two love-struck fools…”
“Forget it, better not to mention them.”
“In any case, the Demon God Emperor doesn’t need love; what he needs is strength, absolute strength!”
“Do you understand?”
“Yue’er understands!” Baiyue nodded firmly.
Feng Yun stood up solemnly. “Good. Starting today, you will undergo hellish training! Can you endure it?”
Looking at Feng Yun’s upright and imposing figure, Baiyue immediately straightened up.
“Yes!”
Then Feng Yun released a slight aura of pressure, putting Baiyue through physical training under the intense stress.
At night, she replaced sleep with cultivation.
Baiyue thought: Suddenly, I don’t like my aunt very much. Boohoo…
Thus, through both pain and joy, years of training passed by.
Eight years later.
This year, Baiyue was fourteen.
At merely fourteen, she already possessed strength far beyond her peers.
Baiyue’s chamber.
The palace was called the Moon Demon Palace, right next to the Demon God Emperor’s own chamber.
Normally, the entire Demon Emperor’s Palace was suffused with dark energy, but inside Baiyue’s chamber, both light and dark elements coexisted.
This environment was carefully crafted by Feng Yun to suit Baiyue’s cultivation constitution.
On a simple meditation cushion, a young girl sat cross-legged, simultaneously absorbing the elements of light and darkness.
Indeed, Baiyue had now reached the peak of the fifth tier, wielding liquid spiritual power.
One must understand that the gap between each tier was like a chasm.
Only at the fifth tier could one manifest liquid spiritual power; at the sixth, one could open spiritual apertures; the seventh allowed one to transform spiritual power into physical form; the eighth granted spiritual energy armor; and the ninth solidified spiritual power into a solid state.
The genius girl Baiyue was now striving toward the sixth tier.
After a night passed, Baiyue slowly retracted the overflowing spiritual power around her.
A golden and black halo shimmered on her chest.
This was the spiritual aperture, a power only attainable at the sixth tier.
Sixth tier — four thousand internal spiritual power, achieved!
Spiritual aperture, achieved!
Opening her eyes, Baiyue’s gaze sparkled with excitement.
“I’ve made it! This princess has made it!”
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At fourteen years old and sixth tier, possessing four thousand points of light internal spiritual power and four thousand points of dark internal spiritual power, along with three thousand points of external spiritual power, she was terrifyingly powerful among her peers!
“This great news must be told to Aunt!”
Speaking, Baiyue swiftly rose and dashed toward the Demon God Palace.
Feng Yun lived in the Demon God Palace year-round.
Soon, the palace was filled with the cheerful chatter of a young girl.
The girl wore a long black dress, her black hair dancing lightly, and her eyes gleamed with a lively, mischievous sparkle — as beautiful as a princess from a fairy tale.
“Aunt, Aunt, I’ve reached the sixth tier!” Baiyue proudly announced.
Feng Yun smiled gently and ruffled Baiyue’s hair. “Well done, Yue’er. Since you’ve reached the sixth tier, tomorrow I’ll take you somewhere.”
“Where? What to do?” Baiyue’s eyes lit up instantly.
“To obtain an external enhancement!” Feng Yun said lightly.
Baiyue scratched her head, not understanding Feng Yun’s words at all. “What’s an external enhancement? Is it something you can eat?”
Feng Yun: …
“An external enhancement isn’t something edible. It’s an opportunity,” Feng Yun explained.
“What kind of opportunity?” The curious Baiyue questioned again.
“You’ll find out when we get there,” Feng Yun replied.
Baiyue pouted, looking adorably sulky. “You won’t tell me this, you won’t tell me that. Why won’t you tell me anything?”
Probably, among the entire Demon Clan, only Baiyue dared to sulk at her ancestress like this.
The next day.
Feng Yun tore open a spatial rift and descended with Baiyue to the northern part of the Central Province.
This was a hilly region.
They hovered midair above a modest hill.
This was the resting place of the Undead Plague, the Death Necromancer God, Ilex!
However, there was no mournful wailing now, nor had Ilex’s legacy appeared in the world.
In the original timeline, over thirty years later, a geological upheaval would cause the legacy of the Undead Plague to manifest.
But now, Feng Yun intended to seize Ilex’s legacy early — the first Light Child of the Holy Demon Continent and Death Necromancer God — and bestow it upon Baiyue.
After all, Baiyue possessed one hundred points of innate light internal spiritual power. By human standards, she was the Light Saintess.
She was certainly worthy of inheriting the legacy of the Light Child, Ilex.
As her beloved aunt, Feng Yun was determined to help Baiyue claim this external enhancement.
As for Long Haochen, who was originally destined to receive it…
By the time Long Haochen was born, Baiyue would no longer need this enhancement and could simply pass it to him.
“Aunt, where is this place?” Baiyue looked around with shining eyes.
This scene was completely different from the capital city of the Demon Realm.
In the past decade, Baiyue had barely left the capital and was very curious about the outside world.
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“This is where the opportunity lies.”
“Yue’er, watch carefully.”
As she spoke, Feng Yun raised her hand and pointed downward.
A terrifying black spiritual power burst from her fingertip, striking the ground.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A deep, bottomless pit appeared, just wide enough for two people to pass through.
The next moment, a terrifying scene unfolded.
A massive gust of energy erupted from the pit, and Baiyue felt a foreboding chill.
Woo—!
A piercing, shrill howl echoed out.
Feng Yun had anticipated this and gently pressed her right hand downward. The howl abruptly ceased, trapped within an invisible barrier.
“Aunt, you’re amazing!” Baiyue’s eyes widened.
“Let’s go down.”
Feng Yun took Baiyue’s hand, and they entered the pit.
The passage was deep, and they moved swiftly. Soon, their feet touched solid ground.
Woo— Woo—
Soft, low howls echoed continuously.
Looking around, the scene was breathtaking.
They stood in a vast cavern emitting a gray-white glow, giving an eerie yet dreamlike, unreal feeling despite the deathly silence.
At the center of the cavern stood a seven-story tower.
The tower was gray-white, ancient and simple in style, exuding a deathly and terrifying aura.
Countless gray-white souls of the undead swirled around the tower, densely attached to its exterior, forming a gray-white shell.
Around Feng Yun and Baiyue appeared a white halo that concealed their auras.
Baiyue pondered, “Could this tower be the opportunity you mentioned, Aunt?”
“Exactly,” Feng Yun answered.
“Go, Yue’er. Enter the tower and obtain the legacy within.”
“Yes, Aunt!”
Baiyue’s eyes blazed with determination as she strode toward the tower.