Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times-Chapter 508 - 194: "Do You Always Play Chess Like This?"_4

Chapter 508: Chapter 194: “Do You Always Play Chess Like This?”_4

Forget it.

He shook his head and stopped thinking too much. He would deal with it after these seventeen Heavenly Dao Divinity Transformation Cultivation Pills were used up. Right now, he still had a tenfold increase in his training speed and shouldn’t waste too much time.

He immediately tossed a Divinity Transformation Cultivation Pill into his mouth and sat cross-legged on the ground, starting his painful meditation.

…

Vast Continent.

Inside a certain palace, a young man was sitting at a dining table, staring seriously at the food on the table and closing his eyes to pray softly.

The vast palace housed a long, black and red table in the middle, stretching several yards.

In front of the young man.

There was a small circular hole on the table.

At that moment, a member of the Evil Clan, his face reflecting fear and despair, was fixed under the table, with a third of his head protruding through the small hole on the table.

He was continuously wailing and begging for mercy.

The shrill sound was glaringly prominent in the cavernous hall.

The Evil Clan was different from the Human Race, somewhat human yet not.

Naturally, his abdomen had eight eyes, and his head was devoid of any skin, as if his scalp had been torn off alive, exposing the white brain matter directly to the air.

Just like tofu brain.

Only a thin, transparent membrane covered the top of the head, preventing the brain material from spilling out.

Sitting in front of the long table, the young man, rather pleased, nodded in response to the wails from below the table, “This one’s very fresh, full of vigor.”

Both sides of the long table were lined with attendants, who were bowing their heads and not daring to look directly at their master, standing carefully in their places.

The young man picked up a knife and fork beside him.

He held the knife in his left hand and the fork in his right.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and nodded towards an old man at his side, his mouth curving into a smile, “This one’s very fresh, keep bringing them to me with this quality.”

However, his body was firmly restrained, unable to move at all.

Sitting at the long table, the young man, not yet satisfied, put down the knife and fork in his hands, picked up a napkin from the table beside him, and wiped the grease from his mouth as he turned his head towards the housekeeper.

“I will come out of seclusion in a month.”

“On the day I come out, bring me another one of this freshness.”

“Young Master.” Standing beside him, the old man with a face full of wrinkles bowed and said with reverence, “It might be difficult to get them this fresh in the future; we only have some in stock now, and once these stocks are depleted, there won’t be any more.”

“Hmm?”

Just as he was about to get up and leave, the young man stopped in his tracks, turned to look at the old man, and suddenly burst into laughter, “Is Nang Gongtian unable to afford even a member of the Evil Clan?”

The old man shook his head, “The Evil Clan only exists on the Xuantian Continent, but… it’s been a long time since any have been transported from there recently.”

“They must have been annihilated.”

“Annihilated.”

The young man paused for a long while before softly saying, “Who annihilated them?”

“Chen Qiu.”

The old man reported quietly, “In the central Heavenly Palace of the First Grade Xuantian Continent, six milestone tasks have been completed, and six Heavenly Dao Divine Statues have been erected.”

“One of these divine statues represents annihilating a clan.”

“So, according to my estimate, it should be this person named Chen Qiu who annihilated the Evil Clan.”

“…”

After a long silence, the young man finally said indifferently, “Understood, gather as much of the Evil Clan’s merchandise from the market as possible, although it won’t be as fresh, it’s still better than nothing.”

“I’ll go see the central Heavenly Palace in the First Grade Xuantian Continent now.”

Vast Continent is a Second Grade Continent.

Their Nangong Family had spent thousands of years moving from the First Grade Dawn Continent to the Vast Continent and establishing a foundation there; hence, he was very aware.

He knew how difficult it was to complete a milestone task.

Anyone who completes one is considered a Child of Heavenly Pride!

And to complete six…

He had never seen such a person before. A continent’s milestone tasks totaled twelve, and this man had completed half of them.

Such a person should have been able to come to the Vast Continent long ago. Why has he stayed on a First Grade Continent without leaving?

…

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“Ula, Ula!!!”

Perhaps too many things had happened in Zhongzhou recently; shockingly, no one had noticed that the Demon Race had officially started the war!

What should have dominated the headlines went completely unnoticed!

Even, not many people knew about it.

“…”

In the Earth Cave.

The young demon stood expressionless, watching his father who stood on a rock nearby, holding his long sword up high and roaring excitedly, and the demons below who were rushing forward and the retreating Dwarf Clan.

He suddenly realized that the script seemed somewhat off.

The ancient demon from tens of thousands of years ago inside the Small Jade Ball, had told him that the Demon Race was not a warlike race and that their long survival was entirely due to sowing discord and clinging to life in cracks.

But…

It seemed now that the Demon Race was quite good at warfare!

General against general, soldier against soldier.

They were almost pushing forward unresisted, and the fearlessly combative Demon Race seemed to have nothing to do with the word ‘not warlike,’ though one might also say they were completely disconnected from it.

With this momentum.

If nothing unexpected happens,

within three months, they might even wipe out the Dwarf Clan, their long-standing enemies.

…

Just like that.

The entire Xuantian Continent began to enter a bizarre period of silence.

“Huff…”

Chen Qiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the cliff, let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the seven remaining Divinity Transformation Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pills in his hand, sighing softly.

Ten hours had passed.

Digesting a Divinity Transformation Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pill took an hour of effort.

And a Divinity Transformation Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pill could only enhance 5% of cultivation progress.

That was after a tenfold increase in cultivation speed; without it, it would be 0.5%, and taking ten pills would only account for 5%.

It’s not like they were ineffective.

A cultivator who consistently took Heavenly Dao God Divinity Transformation Cultivation Pills would definitely see much faster cultivation progress compared to other cultivators. It just didn’t meet his expectations.

A full ten hours past, and having ingested ten Divinity Transformation Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pills, his cultivation progress had only reached—

Just then—

A misty and ancient voice resounded across the sky of Xuantian Continent.