Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1348 - 727: Asking the Treasure

With a single look, he discerned that the Chun Jun Youth was as timid as a mouse; his aggressive facade was nothing more than a mask for his deep-seated cowardice.

Consequently, he let out a cold, intentional snort: "Hmph, even when Taiyue Immortal Venerable appeared in person, he was powerless against me. In my eyes, your so-called sworn siblings are nothing more than piles of scrap metal. What reason have I to fear!"

Stunned and trembling, the Chun Jun Youth stammered, "You... you... actually encountered Tai... Taiyue Immortal Venerable himself? Impossible! If the Immortal Venerable had descended to the mortal realm, there is no way you would still be among the living!"

Zhao Sheng let out a sneer, replying, "Much to your chagrin, I am alive and well. Now, it is time for us to settle our accounts properly."

Even as he spoke, tens of thousands of divine lights erupted from his form, causing the very void to shudder violently. A terrifying, earth-shaking aura surged from his forehead, and the surrounding space was suddenly filled with dense manifestations of five-colored thunders.

The moment the five-colored thunders materialized, the Chun Jun Youth was so terrified that his Primordial Soul nearly fled his body. He hurriedly cupped his hands in a respectful salute, bowing low as he shrieked: "Master, I beg of you, retract your Divine Skills. I yield... I yield!"

"So, you finally understand how to submit. Where did that rebellious attitude go?" Zhao Sheng mocked him playfully. While speaking, he withdrew the brilliance of his Will and simultaneously forced the Five Thunder Ring back into the depths of his Soul Sea.

As the five-colored Thunder Light began to fade away, the Chun Jun Youth finally caught his breath. His face was now a mask of sycophancy as he said, "I was blind and failed to recognize the True Buddha. Since you possess the magnanimity of the heavens, please do not lower yourself to bicker with a lowly outcast like me. I bow my head in sincere apology."

With those words, the Chun Jun Youth dropped to his knees before Zhao Sheng, performing the formal ceremony of three bows and nine kowtows with great solemnity.

If one were to discuss the concept of being "shameless," these Primordial Yang Spiritual Treasures were the perfect example; being non-human entities, they lacked any concept of human "morals or shame."

The moment they declared they would apologize, they knelt without the slightest hesitation.

Once the elaborate ceremony was finished, the Chun Jun Youth stood up and immediately beckoned toward his true form.

In the next instant, a massive "torrent" erupted from the mouth of the Chun Jun Pot. This deluge resembled a river of liquid jade, swirling through the air and encircling the Chun Jun Youth.

The youth then produced a milky-white wine pot from thin air. He casually popped the lid, and the Jade River was drawn into the vessel, filling the foot-high pot in a matter of moments.

The design of this small pot was an exact replica of the Chun Jun Pot, though its size had been scaled down thousands of times.

Holding the wine pot with both hands, the Chun Jun Youth flew slowly toward Zhao Sheng, lifting the vessel high as an offering.

"Master, the Spiritual Wine within this pot is known as Pure Yang Wine. It has been brewing within my body for nearly ten millennia. It is exceptionally potent at purging the yin demons within the Divine Soul and banishing the intrusive thoughts of the Heart Demon. This is my gift of apology; I pray you accept it."

Oh?

Zhao Sheng’s eyes glinted. He took the pot, inspected it briefly, and then slid it into his sleeve. He nodded, saying, "Since you are so sincere, I shall reluctantly accept this. We will consider our past grievances a simple misunderstanding and move past them."

Hearing this, the Chun Jun Youth was filled with joy. He nodded and bowed repeatedly, exclaiming, "I am eternally grateful for your mercy, Master!"

Since time immemorial, the world of Cultivation has always been a place where the strong are revered! This truth is most vividly displayed among demon beasts, Spiritual Treasures, and other non-human outcasts.

The Chun Jun Youth was truly terrified of the ferocious figure standing before him. If even the Taiyue True Immortal could not defeat this man, it meant his background was heaven-defying—certainly not someone an outcast like himself could afford to offend!

Once Zhao Sheng had stowed the wine pot, his expression softened. He asked calmly, "Do you understand the reason for my visit today?"

"I do not, Master. I humbly ask for your enlightenment."

"Are you familiar with this Red God Banner?"

As Zhao Sheng spoke, a burst of light flared from his right hand, and a crystalline Blood Banner over a zhang tall appeared instantly.

"I know it! I know it well! I have shared a friendship with this Red God Banner for thousands of years, though our meetings have been few..." The Chun Jun Youth began to shake at the sight of it, nodding his head frantically.

Zhao Sheng nodded and asked, "This ghost-like thing is incredibly stubborn and refuses to recognize a master. Do you know of a way to force its submission?"

"This..."

The Chun Jun Youth was immediately at a loss for words, stuttering for a long time without daring to give an answer.

Seeing this, a look of annoyance crossed Zhao Sheng’s face, and he let out a low, threatening hum.

The faint-hearted Chun Jun Youth was frightened once more. Trembling, he spoke up fearfully: "Master may not be aware, but for True Spirits like us, if we refuse to serve, even a True Immortal is powerless. Some of the more obstinate ones would rather self-detonate their True Spirit than submit. Even if they are forced into a contract, they might wait for a chance to devour their master later. I hope Master considers this carefully."

"I see! If that is the case... I have no choice but to annihilate its True Spirit to prevent any future treachery!" Zhao Sheng remarked with a hint of regret.

Upon hearing this, the Chun Jun Youth suddenly recalled something and moved to stop him: "Master, please wait! To do so would be a terrible waste of a heavenly treasure. If the True Spirit is destroyed, the rank of the treasure will surely plummet. However, I am familiar with a 'Soul Cleansing Technique' that can wipe away the True Spirit's original consciousness, allowing a new one to be cultivated in its place."

Zhao Sheng’s eyes erupted with Divine Light as he shouted in surprise, "Oh? Such a miraculous technique exists? Speak quickly, tell me!"

The Chun Jun Youth complied, placing his hands behind his back and reciting rhythmically: "From the birth of one spirit, the origin of divinity creates... The Dao begins and ends, Yin De is supreme... The fire of the will serves as kindling, creation becomes the cauldron, the Sutra of Subhuti’s samadhi..."