Dual Cultivation: I Summon Villainesses of Mythic Era-Chapter 29: First invocation and Appearance of the Dao Executor
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In the interface, a roulette began to spin at a dizzying speed, scrolling through domineering titles from forgotten legends. BaiShe’s heart remained calm as the cursor slowed down.
It finally stopped on a title that made the air in the room vibrate: "Demonic Dragoness with Black Flames !"
The next instant, the area was instantly covered with demonic Qi so dense that it seemed to liquefy the atmosphere.
" So powerful !? "
BaiShe, foreseeing this, quickly used a divine rank sealing talisman to isolate his living room. He could not afford for this Qi to escape violently and attract attention.
In the center of the room, a silhouette began to materialize amid black flames that emitted no heat, but seemed to consume the light itself.
It was a woman with a gothic aesthetic... Her long hair was ebony black, ending in tips that seemed made of constant smoke. She wore a fitted black robe, with dark lace borders, that highlighted a generous silhouette and provocative curves. Her eyes, completely black with no visible sclera, fixed BaiShe with a terrifying intensity. Ten black curved horns pierced her hair, marking her pure dragon blood.
It was an Origins of dragon race: Long Huang, Demonic Dragoness with Black Flames.
"You !? You are alive ?"
Her voice was authoritative enough to make his Dantian vibrate.
BaiShe raised his eyebrows, adjusting his monocle to observe her better. As an entity from the Mythical Era, she should not have any direct link to him.
’ Unless she knows the Heavenly Demon !? `
"You know me-"
Before he could finish...
[Ding ! With the appearance of the Devourer, the Dao has chosen a new son of fortune ! The ultimate enemy of the Devourer : The Dao Executor !]
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"It looks like serious things are finally beginning..." he murmured, while the Omega sign on his forehead shone with a purple glow as he saw the Yin-yang symbol in the sky.
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In the complex balance of the Upper Realms, power is fragmented between entities with radically opposed philosophies. On one side are the Seven Immortal Orthodoxies, organizations like the Nymphs of Purity or the Titans of Courage, which claim to embody the virtues of the Dao.
On the other, the Seven Demonic Clans reign through force and the influence of their original lineages.
Among the latter, the Clan of Pride occupies a predominant place, symbolized by the terrifying majesty of Dragons. The Matriarch of this clan is none other than Xuan Sijin, a woman whose coldness is matched only by her Heavenly Emperor level power. It is this prestigious maternal lineage that grants her only son, Xuan BaiShe, the title of Saint Son of Pride, even though he has never shown any inclination for proper demonic cultivation.
Yet, above these struggles for influence, there exists an instance that stays away from all worldly politics to devote itself exclusively to the pure precepts of the Dao.
The Temple of the Dao is a structure whose reputation is as ancient as the foundations of the world, a spiritual authority that even the Immortal Families do not dare contest.
*Upper Realms... Temple of the Dao: Pavilion of Heavenly Will*
The Temple was suspended between the clouds, made of immaculate white marble and celestial jade.
The air there is saturated with sacred incense that calms the mind and purifies the Qi of the faithful. At the center of this sanctuary rises a colossal statue representing a man with serene and timeless features. On his forehead is engraved the Yin-Yang symbol, a mark of perfect duality. Every day, thousands of mortals and high-ranking cultivators kneel before this effigy to implore wisdom or protection.
It is said that each time a new The Devourer appears to threaten the very existence of the Dao, the heavens choose an elect to restore the balance. This individual was named the Dao Executor.
His mission is unique : to track and eliminate the Devourer. To accomplish this task, the Executor receives an invaluable gift : he inherits not only the talents and abilities of all his predecessors, but also their memories. This accumulation of power makes him the most formidable being in the Realms, a living weapon forged by Heavenly Will.
While the crowd of silhouettes knelt in a sea of devotion, the sky suddenly tore open.
A black and white light beam, shooting directly from the statue’s forehead, pierced the celestial vault. The light crossed the heavens, drawing a gigantic Yin-Yang sign that remained suspended above the clouds.
At the same moment, a celestial melody resounded throughout the Realms, making the meridians of every living being vibrate.
Within the Temple of the Dao, the commotion was immediate.
The Elders stood up hastily. Their faces were marked by disbelief mixed with joy.
This manifestation of Qi was not ordinary; it carried an ancient imprint of more than ten thousand years, a resonance that had only been recorded during the last appearance of the Devourer.
The Elders immediately convened an emergency meeting in the Supreme Council hall.
Although the Dao Executor’s primary function was to kill the Devourer, his role was vital for the stability of the world. With the ability to purify areas infected by extreme Yin of death, exterminate high-level Rakshasas. His importance was capital.
"The sign has appeared..." murmured one of the Elders, his white beard trembling with emotion. "The Devourer is among us, and the Dao has responded."
"We must find the Executor before chaos sets in," added another. "His power is still latent, he needs the Temple to fully awaken."
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The door of the council hall opened, letting in a woman whose mere presence seemed to raise the temperature of the room.
Zhi Mei was a Sidhe of devastating beauty, over two hundred years old but possessing the appearance of a woman in the prime of her maturity. Her long blond hair with azure reflections fell in wavy cascades over her shoulders, framing a face with jade features. Her eyes, a deep blue like the ocean.
She wore light armor that hid almost nothing of her generous curves. Her imposing bust, firmly held by a white and silver leather corset, seemed about to overflow with each deep breath, highlighting her cleavage.
Her wide hips and shapely thighs were emphasized by cut-out armor pieces that revealed skin of porcelain pallor, perfectly smooth. Her plump and bouncy ass swayed with natural grace with each step, irresistibly attracting the gaze. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
She exuded an aura of purity mixed with involuntary carnal provocation that could have broken the Dao of any less experienced cultivator.
Zhi Mei advanced to the center of the hall.
Her pointed ears, characteristic of her race, quivered slightly as she perceived the agitation of the Elders.
Arriving in front of the altar, she knelt.
"Elders," she began.
"You called me."
