Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 726 - 339: Nascent Soul True Monarch

Heart Demon World.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons seemed like doomsday had arrived, a radius of a thousand miles shrouded by a rancid blood mist.

The dense forest was toppled, the Spiritual Springs dried up, and the ground charred and cracked.

The once familiar disciples, stewards, and elders now lay sprawled on the ground, severed limbs scattered everywhere; their wide eyes were frozen with extreme fear, unwillingness, and the last trace of longing for life.

"Blooddew, Qin Chenfeng... True Monarch Lan Ling!"

Xu Ping’s gaze swept over a few familiar faces now devoid of life, his heart sinking slightly.

Although he never considered himself a good person, so many had died because of his involvement, causing a hint of guilt to flash through his mind.

"The fall of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons today, the devastation of living beings, the severance of its legacy... all began because of you, Xu Ping!"

A cold, violent voice filled with overwhelming hatred, like the frost of Nine Nether, echoed through this land of death.

High above, a majestic figure stood in the void.

He was clad in a robe as crimson as blood, his face shrouded in a twisted blood light, with only a pair of blood eyes, like two blood moons, exuding a terrifying demonic aura burning through all directions.

It was none other than the Blood Demon True Monarch!

Around him, blood-colored mana surged like a boiling sea of magma, controlling several powerful Spirit Treasures, putting Xu Ping in a desperate situation. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"This Blood Demon True Monarch... is stronger than known in the intelligence."

"His blood demon mana is pure and vast, his divine techniques sinister and vicious; within Mid-Stage Nascent Soul cultivators, he is undoubtedly a top existence."

Xu Ping’s face was as pale as paper, blood continuously oozing from his mouth.

In terms of mana cultivation, secret techniques, the foundation of magical tools, and combat experience, the Blood Demon True Monarch now comprehensively overwhelmed him.

After a few more rounds.

Xu Ping was captured by the Blood Demon True Monarch.

"Hahaha, today I’ll use your flesh and blood to sacrifice my offspring!"

The Blood Demon True Monarch laughed maniacally, his voice filled with twisted pleasure and a sense of revenge.

In the next moment, the powerful blood demon mana surged like a tidal wave, shattering Xu Ping’s body, capturing Xu Ping’s Nascent Soul in one swift move.

Then, he relentlessly burned Xu Ping’s Nascent Soul with Blood Demon Fire.

Instantly, an indescribable, soul-piercing pain, like billions of bone-eating ants, consumed Xu Ping’s Divine Soul, drowning his consciousness.

This kind of pain far exceeded the collapse of a physical body by a hundred or a thousand times.

Sufficient to cause any mentally strong cultivator to collapse and beg for mercy in an instant.

Yet——

Just within this purgatorial demon flame that could incinerate a Nascent Soul and torment the Divine Soul,

The Nascent Soul, whose light was about to be completely extinguished, closed eyes slowly opened at this moment.

In those eyes, there was no longer the despair from the destruction of the body, no unwillingness from being captured, and not even the pain from being burned by demonic flame.

Only an ultimate calm, experienced through countless cycles of tribulation, seeing through the illusion of life and death after...

A voice, calm to the point of indifference yet filled with unparalleled confidence and the insight of all things, rang clearly over this crumbling Valley of Ten Thousand Demons constructed by the Heart Demon:

"With my ability, overcoming the Nascent Soul tribulation..."

"With merely you, Blood Demon True Monarch..."

"Are you fit to sever me?"

"Such delusions are nothing more than..."

"Turning the world on its head, the ravings of a madman."

As the words fell, the Nascent Soul enveloped by Blood Demon Fire suddenly erupted with an immeasurable azure light, more brilliant than the sun, more dominant than thunder.

An unrivaled will, true and inherent, stemming from one’s Dao heart, shattering all illusions, burst forth!

The Heart Demon illusion, crumbled by inches!

....

"Wow——!"

As if an invisible curtain was abruptly torn apart, the gloomy haze filled with demonic miasma and bizarre demon sounds rapidly retreated like a tide enveloping the underground palace arena.

The stifling, chilling filth intended to pierce the Dao heart between heaven and earth disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Replaced by magnificent auspicious light falling from the sky, beams of gentle and sacred light, like the purest sweet dew, cascaded down, enveloping Xu Ping who was seated in the center.

"The Heart Demon Tribulation is overcome!"

Xu Ping slowly opened his eyes, as if a galaxy flowed deep within, finally settling into an abyss-like tranquility.

Feeling the surging Nascent Soul mana within, his heart filled with immense pride.

At this moment, he finally stepped into the ranks of genuine powerhouses within the Cultivation Realm, standing at a height countless cultivators looked up to.

"Congratulations to Elder Xiang, upon attaining Nascent Soul, the great Dao awaits!"

"Congratulations to True Monarch! A hundred thousand years of longevity and infinite Divine Techniques!"

"Greetings True Monarch!"

The pressure from the newly ascended Nascent Soul cultivator made the surrounding cultivators kneel and submit.

"Junior Brother..."

A beautiful figure, cold yet filled with infinite tenderness and joy, emerged from the crowd; it was True Monarch Lan Ling.

Ignoring the eyes around her, she gently stepped forward, stood before Xu Ping, and proactively held his hand, interlocking their fingers, conveying a burning affection.

Xu Ping’s heart stirred, and together with True Monarch Lan Ling, they transformed into two strands of Escape Light, gracefully returning to Blue Water Peak’s cave abode like an immortal couple.

Inside the cave abode, layers of Restrictions activated, isolating them from the outside world.

This Fairy Lan Ling, who in the outside world was sacred and unattainable, finally completely shed all her reserve and pretense, offering her most fervent attachment and admiration to Xu Ping without reservation.

Red candles warm the canopy, silken dress lightly removed, jade body stretched across.

...

However, no matter how pleasant the land of tenderness, it is not the grave of heroes.

The initial taste of the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm and the myriad tenderness of True Monarch Lan Ling did not cause Xu Ping to indulge in it.

After the brief joy, his Dao heart was crystal clear, continuing to cultivate quietly and modestly.

Time flew by, like a white steed flitting past a gap.

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, the Water Lake Rat, who had already cultivated to the peak of Fourth Rank Lower Grade, with the help of the Ten Thousand Snakes spirit pellet, also achieved Fourth Rank Middle Grade and awakened the Dragon Race bloodline.