Chapter 1268: Black Demon Millstone
Chapter 1268: Black Demon Millstone
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Seventeen ice mountains in total were scattered about the sea surface. The Crazy Alcoholic stood on one.
A beautiful female corpse lay beside his feet. She had a purple dress and a vertical eye on her forehead. She’d died years ago in the Abandoned Deep Sea, but her skin was still snowy white. It hadn’t decayed at all.
"So beautiful. What did I do to deserve you? But since I ran into you, I can’t let you go."
The Crazy Alcoholic was extremely excited. His wrinkly old hands reached out, trembling, and undid the corpse’s s.h.i.+rt. A patch of fine skin was exposed. Then he grabbed the pendant on the corpse’s neck and pulled it off.
The pendant was a small jade flower with three petals. It had nine rings of green saintly light. It was beautiful, like a green lantern s.h.i.+ning in the darkness.
The Crazy Alcoholic held the green flower between two fingers, excitement in his eyes. "The legendary Three-Petal Nine Life Flower of the Three-eyed Ancient Race. As long as you wear it, you’ll never age. Such a treasure really exists. It’s too beautiful—the detailed flower veins and heavy Life Qi. How do I deserve you!? How?"
Crash.
A wave dozens of meters high rose up, cras.h.i.+ng onto the Crazy Alcoholic. He spat out a mouthful of seawater. Putting the flower away in fear, he clenched his fists and went into a defensive posture.
"Who?" he roared. "Who dares to steal my Three-Petal Nine Life Flower? Oh…what is that?"
A huge beastly shadow moved across the sea, looming over the Crazy Alcoholic.
Roar!
The Dragon Li Saint Beast King’s huge body appeared above the Crazy Alcoholic. It roared, extending a sharp claw, and hitting down.
The strong sound waves collapsed the sea surface. A huge basin formed. The surrounding water current quickened. It was like a huge mouth opening up in the sea to swallow the Crazy Alcoholic.
"Such strong Corpse Qi."
The Crazy Alcoholic’s expression hardened, becoming very serious. Terrifying might rose up within his old body. It was like he was a metal needle. His entire aura sharpened.
Crack!
He stepped on the sea. A ball of black demonic Qi rolled out, covering the sea as a demonic cloud.
The Crazy Alcoholic put his hands together. The Demonic Qi in the air suddenly rushed upward like pillars. They formed a Black Demon Millstone, dozens of miles in diameter.
The millstone spun quickly. Demonic Qi filled the sky, turning the entire place into a vortex.
Boom.
The Dragon Li Saint Beast King was..h.i.t by the millstone. Thousands of scales fell off. Its huge body was also sent flying into the sea.
Roar…
The Dragon Li Saint Beast King escaped under the water. Its roar faded into the distance until it completely disappeared. The sea returned to its calm state.
"It’s just a dead thing without any of its original mightiness. How does it dare to steal my Three-Petal Nine Life Flower? It doesn’t know its own abilities."
The Crazy Alcoholic collected the Demonic Qi. He took out a flagon and poured in a mouthful of wine.
A voice spoke behind him. "The Black Demon Millstone is the top saint spell of the Moon-Wors.h.i.+p Demonic Sect. You are from the Demonic Sect?"
The Crazy Alcoholic wasn’t surprised at all. He turned around and looked at the young man standing at the top of the ice mountain. "Being skilled in the Black Demon Millstone makes you from the Demonic Sect?" he asked, voice raspy like a duck. "You’re skilled in the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm. Are you from the Buddhist Way?"
Zhang Ruochen didn’t feel like arguing with the Crazy Alcoholic. He put the Ten Saints Blood Armor away. His body was covered in b.l.o.o.d.y gashes. It was like his body had been split into numerous parts. It hurt so badly that he was numb.
The Crazy Alcoholic scoffed. "You dare to offend such a creature with your cultivation? It’s fortunate your body is a Saint already. Otherwise, your body would’ve been destroyed."
"You think I wanted to offend it? I was looking for the Six Saints…cough…"
Zhang Ruochen didn’t continue speaking. He coughed out saintly blood. Then he took out a Spring Pill and swallowed it, starting to heal himself.
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He jumped up and down like a monkey. He suspected that Zhang Ruochen was speaking of what he wanted to search for too—the Six Saints to the Sky Wine recipe.
The Crazy Alcoholic had spent much time and effort, reading countless books, and going to the Savage Barren Territory to create a new Six Saints to the Sky Wine. His name would go down in history.
Of course, if he could find the original recipe, it would naturally be better.
Recently, the Crazy Alcoholic had found some traces of the recipe. The clues all pointed to the Yin Yang Sea. That was why he’d taken such a risk to try his luck at the Yin Yang Sea.
Zhang Ruochen had only spoken halfway. How could he not feel anxious?
An hour later, Zhang Ruochen’s injuries were 90% recovered. All the gashes on him had healed. He was filled with spirit too. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the Crazy Alcoholic’s wrinkly old face and a pair of smiling eyes.
"Zhang Ruochen, what Six Saints thing were you talking about earlier?" the Crazy Alcoholic asked fawningly.
"Nothing," Zhang Ruochen said, smiling.
"How can it be nothing?"
"I was just speaking casually." Zhang Ruochen looked very nonchalant. He stood up and gazed at the boundless Abandoned Deep Sea. "Earlier, I think I heard you mention the Three-Petal Nine Life Flower. Is it that legendary saintly object of the Three-Eyed Ancient Race?"
"No, you misheard!" The Crazy Alcoholic shook his head, not admitting it.
The Three-Eyed Ancient Race had disappeared in the pa.s.sage of time. The inheritance had been cut off in the middle ages and the entire race had gone extinct.
As their saintly object, the Three-Petal Nine Life Flower had many legends about it.
Apparently, anyone who wore it could stay youthful forever and enjoy a long life. In the legends, a Saint of the race lived for more than 10,000 years because he had this flower.
After all, a normal human Saint’s lifespan was 360 years. Their lifespan would only increase if they entered a higher realm. But no matter what, it was rare for them to live past 800 years. Even if they did, it was because they’d taken many saintly medicines.
Only Saint Kings could live past 1,000 years. Supreme Saints could only live 3,000 years.
A human living 10,000 years had a lifespan even more terrifying than a Supreme Saint.
This was why the Three-Petal Nine Life Flower had such a mysterious veil about it. Any cultivator who received this treasure would be ecstatic.
Of course, these were only legends. Later cultivators had researched and calculated to realize that the legend wasn’t truthful. There were some exaggerations.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t press the Crazy Alcoholic or continue asking. He released his Spiritual Power and went back to find Huang Yanchen and the others.
The Crazy Alcoholic’s eyes rolled. Then he flew up, landing above Zhang Ruochen’s ice mountain. He cackled. "We entered the Yin Yang Sea together, so we naturally have to return together. I’ll help you find them."
Zhang Ruochen’s expression didn’t change, but he was laughing inside. Earlier, he’d purposely said "Six Saints" to attract the Crazy Alcoholic and make him help search for the people voluntarily.
The Crazy Alcoholic was very skilled. With him there, Zhang Ruochen wouldn’t escape so pathetically if they met the Dragon Li Saint Beast King again.
The rules of the Abandoned Deep Sea were a bit strange. Zhang Ruochen’s Spiritual Power could only reach 100 miles. If it continued extending, the things he saw would become blurrier until everything disappeared.
Not only that, Zhang Ruochen, Huang Yanchen, and Blackie also had a slight feeling to find each other’s locations. But this feeling disappeared too!
When they returned to the place where they had discovered the Dragon Li Saint Beast King, Zhang Ruochen didn’t find the others. They’d already left.
"This is bad. The Abandoned Deep Sea is so vast. Finding them would be like searching for a needle in a haystack." Zhang Ruochen was worried for their safety.
The Crazy Alcoholic pa.s.sed a flagon to Zhang Ruochen and smiled. "Why are you so worried? If we have wine, we should get drunk. Take a sip."
"No," Zhang Ruochen said.
The Crazy Alcoholic shook his head. He lifted the flagon and started drinking by himself.
"With Qing Mo’s abilities, they can probably survive attacks from the imperial court, Immortal Vampires, Nine Li Palace, and Ancient Dragon Mountain. Blackie is greedy, but it’s very smart and rarely gets fooled."
Zhang Ruochen’s worry dissolved gradually. Worrying couldn’t do anything either, so he should just trust their abilities.
Then Zhang Ruochen took out from his spatial ring the dozens of weapons he’d found in the Dragon Li Saint Beast King body. He placed them on the ice mountain and started studying them.
The Crazy Alcoholic lay down on a concave part of the ice mountain. Glancing at the items, he smiled. "Where did you get all this sc.r.a.p metal?"
"You might find a treasure in sc.r.a.p metal." Zhang Ruochen squatted down. He picked up one item and studied the words on it.
The Crazy Alcoholic drank while laughing. "There are so many treasures in the Abandoned Deep Sea. Each one can shake the cultivation world. But you only found a bunch of trash. You’re still too young with limited taste. Should I take out a treasure to open up your eyes?"
The Crazy Alcoholic couldn’t help it. He kept rubbing the Three-Petal Nine Life Flower, wanting to take it out and show it off to Zhang Ruochen. He antic.i.p.ated seeing Zhang Ruochen envious and jealous.
That scene would definitely be amazing.
Just then, Zhang Ruochen made a soft sound. He took a yellow gourd out of the pile of items. It was a wooden gourd but it had been preserved for hundreds of thousands of years without decaying. It was indeed strange.
"That gourd…is it…"
Seeing it, the Crazy Alcoholic’s eyes brightened. He flipped up and reached out to s.n.a.t.c.h it.