Cultivation: I Can Reincarnate Into Various Worlds-Chapter 602 - 308, Dragon Ancestor’s Shed Skin, Ascension Secret_2

Moreover, the White Marsh Demon King had also noted Dai Ji's gender.

"These are Jade Slips for nurturing young beasts. Please accept them, fellow Daoists," Seeing that the Spirit pacts had been signed, the White Marsh Demon King nodded slightly, took out three Jade Slips, and handed them to Xu Xing and his companions.

"White Marsh Demon King, I have heard that the Demonic Race will explore the Louhai Legacy in one hundred years. At that time, will you also invite the Beast Masters from the Human Clan who have signed pacts with Pure-blood Descendants?" Shenxiao Daoist asked with a light chuckle after receiving the Jade Slip and placing it into his sleeve along with the Jade Box containing the Cracked Sky Bird.

"Your Excellency, did you purchase the pure-blood descendant of the Cracked Sky Bird for this reason?" The White Marsh Demon King looked displeased.

"Yes and no..." Shenxiao Daoist's answer was very vague.

However, regardless of Shenxiao Daoist's answer, his words had thoroughly captivated Xu Xing and the others in the room.

"The Louhai Legacy is said to entomb a divine dragon from the Dragon Palace. This divine dragon had achieved immortality, but it perished in the great war a million years ago, leaving its dragon molt behind in Louhai..." Elder Jiu Ling said.

He didn't mean anything else by this; he simply wanted to inform Xu Xing and Dai Ji, as a small favor. The longer cultivators lived, the more secrets of the Cultivation World they knew. He, for instance, had formed a Spirit pact with a Nine-Headed Lion early on and maintained a close relationship with the Demonic Race. His understanding of Demonic Race secrets far surpassed that of other Human Clan Dao Lords.

"Very well. This matter was decided by the Sage Monarchs. Even if I don't speak of it now, you would be informed in a few years..." the White Marsh Demon King said, looking deeply at Shenxiao Daoist. He suspected that someone from the Demonic Race had leaked the secret to Shenxiao Daoist. Otherwise, how could Shenxiao Daoist know about this matter and purchase the Cracked Sky Bird at the trading conference?

"Our Demonic Race has been exploring the Louhai Legacy for tens of thousands of years, but we still haven't been able to decipher the great secret left by that Dragon Ancestor. Therefore, the Sage Monarchs wish to enlist your aid, fellow Daoists, to see if you can uncover some of its hidden mysteries," the White Marsh Demon King said solemnly.

Xu Xing was initially surprised to hear this, but then he realized it wasn't entirely unexpected. Those Human Cultivators who could sign Spirit pacts with Pure-blood Descendants were invariably individuals blessed with great fortune. Moreover, Human Cultivators possessed far more Divine Powers and secret techniques than the Demonic Race. If the Demonic Race could not breach the Secret Realm, relying on Human Cultivators might offer a chance to succeed and obtain its benefits.

"I wonder, what great secret did this Dragon Ancestor leave behind in the Louhai Legacy?" Xu Xing asked, his curiosity piqued. With the remnant soul of a Dragon Girl from the Abyss Sea Dragon Palace currently in his sleeve, his chances of obtaining the 'great secret' from the Louhai Legacy were far higher than other cultivators'.

"The Ascension Secret!" After pondering for a moment, the White Marsh Demon King uttered these three words.

"If it were not so, our Demonic Race's Nascent Soul Saint Monarchs would not covet this Secret Realm so fiercely, nor would they need to rely on Human Cultivators to unlock it..." he continued.

"From ancient times until now, no cultivator in the Nanyan Continent has ascended to the Immortal World," Shenxiao Daoist lamented. Cultivators pursued immortality not only for longevity but also to ascend to the Immortal World. He was but a step away from becoming a Nascent Soul Saint Monarch. Once he achieved that rank, he would face the challenge of ascension.

"Rumor has it that obtaining the Dragon Ancestor's Shed Skin allows one to ascend to the Immortal World with it..." Elder Jiu Ling recalled, mentioning the rumors about the Louhai Legacy.

"These are the invitation Tokens to the Louhai Legacy. Fifty years from now, the four of you, fellow Daoists, may use these Tokens to enter our Demonic Race's territory and participate in this grand event..." The White Marsh Demon King flicked his sleeve robe, and four scale-like Tokens flew towards Xu Xing and the others, hovering in the air.

"Thank you, Demon King." Xu Xing hesitated for a moment, then accepted the scale-like Token and bowed his thanks.

「Half an hour later.」

Xu Xing returned to the trading conference and sat with Yan Luanqing, watching some Nascent Soul Cultivators engage in private trades below. The first half of the Nine Kingdoms Exchange Meeting was dedicated to sect transactions, while the second half was for personal trades. However, some cultivators, prioritizing safety, would communicate with others during the personal trading segment, leading to items being withdrawn from auction for private transactions. Alternatively, some cultivators, intrigued by the bids placed on certain resources, would also engage in private trades afterward.

"Husband, in fifty years, are you really going to the Demonic Race and entering this Louhai Secret Realm?" Dai Ji asked Xu Xing via Divine Sense Communication after he took his seat.

Xu Xing's lips curled slightly. "It seems you've also sensed something peculiar about this matter..."

"If Shenxiao Daoist wanted to enter the Demonic Race's Secret Realm, he could have just discussed it privately with the White Marsh Demon King. Why would he say it directly in front of us?" Dai Ji shook her head, voicing her confusion. "Even as a Nascent Soul Grand Practitioner, he wouldn't necessarily ignore the threat we pose."

"In my opinion, Shenxiao Daoist may not have colluded with the White Marsh Demon King beforehand. It's merely that we happened to be there.

"Our inclusion—yours, mine, and Elder Jiu Ling's—makes little difference to their exploration of the Demonic Race's Secret Realm.

"On the contrary, Shenxiao Daoist could use this opportunity to pressure the White Marsh Demon King and extract some information from him," Xu Xing mused before speaking.

"Then, Husband, how did you figure out this is a ploy by the White Marsh Demon King...?" Dai Ji was astonished. She intuitively felt something was amiss regarding entry into the Demonic Race's Secret Realm. Yet, upon deeper reflection, aside from the aforementioned oddity, she found no other peculiarities.

"I will explain it to you after we leave Dao Cheng Immortal City," Xu Xing said, shaking his head and cutting off his Divine Sense Communication with Dai Ji.

From their words alone, he hadn't discerned any clear clues from the White Marsh Demon King or Shenxiao Daoist. However, this matter was a bit too coincidental. He happened to have the remnant soul of the Dragon Girl Ao Yuniang. He couldn't be sure if the White Marsh Demon King, having discovered Ao Yuniang's remnant soul, was using this as an opportunity to invite him to the Demonic Race's Secret Realm. However, a person of consequence doesn't court needless risks. With his Banished Immortal qualifications, he had no desire to risk venturing into Demonic Race territory for some so-called chance at Ascension. As for not telling Dai Ji, he first needed to ask Ao Yuniang's opinion, to see if she would permit Dai Ji to know of her existence.

「Another five or six days passed.」

It was the day Dao Cheng Immortal City was scheduled to close. After Xu Xing and Yan Luanqing finished purchasing resources in the city, they followed a group of Nascent Soul Daoist Lords and departed Dao Cheng Immortal City.

Barely half a day after departing the Immortal City, Xu Xing and Yan Luanqing saw a cultivator in the robes of the Purple Lightning Sect arrive beside Dao Cheng Immortal City. He raised his hand, retrieved the Taoist Treasure into his sleeve, and departed on a cloud.

"The cultivator just now was Fu Zhenqian, the third disciple of the Purple Lightning Sect's Sage Monarch..." The onlookers discussed amongst themselves, their eyes tinged with envy. Dao Cheng Immortal City was a Nascent Soul Level Taoist Treasure. That Fu Zhenqian was dispatched by the Dao Cheng Sage Monarch to retrieve this Taoist Treasure spoke volumes of his standing within the Purple Lightning Sect.

After witnessing this, the Nascent Soul Daoist Lords scattered like birds and beasts, their Escaping Lights streaking off in every direction.

"Daoist Chang, Daoist Yan..." Elder Jiu Ling removed his disguise, approached Xu Xing and Yan Luanqing, offered a salute, and rejoined their group.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the three of them transformed into Escaping Lights and flew towards North Yue Country.

However, when the trio had traveled for about a hundred miles, the sounds of battle erupted from a desolate mountain.

"Just leave the Fourth-stage Pill Cauldron, and we won't stop you..."

Hearing this, the three of them quickly veered away and hid nearby.

"It's the cultivator who bought the Fourth-stage Pill Cauldron and the Heavenly Horned Ant at the exchange meeting..." Elder Jiu Ling squinted, looking down at the Tribulation cultivators and the long-haired youth battling on the field below, a smile playing on his lips.

Currently, only two Tribulation cultivators were fighting the long-haired youth. Both sides had suffered losses, and their strength was diminished. Their own party, however, consisted of himself and Xu Xing—whose strength was comparable to late-stage Nascent Soul Dao Lords—along with Yan Luanqing, a mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator. Not only was their collective strength superior, but they were also well-rested and prepared.

"Daoist Chang, Daoist Yan, why don't we make a move after a while? Kill these Tribulation cultivators and the long-haired youth, and we'll divide their spoils..." Elder Jiu Ling's eyes glinted with ruthlessness. The Extreme Heart Sect wasn't a major sect, and throughout his years of cultivation, he hadn't exactly been a paragon of virtue. He felt no psychological burden about acting as a robber.