I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 346 - 280: Renown Spreads Far and Wide

The news of Chen Sheng capturing the four emperors of the Turtle and Snake Races, along with dozens of demon kings, spread like thunder.

In less than half a day, it had spread throughout the inner and outer layers of the Great Wilderness Demon Court, reaching every mountain, river, and marsh where demons resided.

Whether atop the cloud-draped mountains, the depths of the turbulent seas, or the demon settlements teeming with demonic energy, all were abuzz about this earth-shattering achievement.

At the core circle of the Demon Court, a splendid Purple Crystal Demon Palace stood atop a towering peak like the pillar of heaven.

The eaves of the palace were carved with cloud-riding exotic dragons and tigers, and inside, the candlelight was arranged like stars, casting a pearl-like brilliance throughout the hall.

Five exquisitely dressed demon emperors sat around a white jade round table, which was set with celestial brew made from Celestial Snow Lotus and candied fruits made from Thousand-year-old Vermilion Fruit, but none were in the mood to taste them.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the water mirror suspended in the hall—a device replaying fragmented scenes of the battle at Lan Sea.

Giant treasure seals, azure long spears, Five-Colored Divine Light, Yin Yang Golden Bridge—the battle scenes appeared one by one...

"Old Profound Armor really hid himself well!"

The first to speak was the Cyan Lion Demon Emperor, with a blue face and golden hair, his mane below his chin bristling like steel needles, his voice booming like thunder.

"Unable to comprehend the Void Power, he started with the bloodline, refining the core several layers of restriction in this High Grade Spiritual Treasure. That Heaven-Covering Seal already possesses a third of the Great Demon Emperor’s might."

"Fellow Daoist Chi Lian was caught completely off guard, almost having his Dharma Body shattered!"

"And Emperor Tuo Yue’s Evil-Breaking Spear was also tricky, aiming straight for the Black Python Emperor’s vulnerable spot. If not for the timely intervention of the Roc Emperor, the Snake Race would have suffered greatly this time."

Another Red Deer Demon Emperor nodded, filled with admiration in his voice:

"In my opinion, with such technique, the Roc Emperor is not far from becoming a Great Demon Emperor."

The Black Bear Demon Emperor beside him echoed in a deep voice, his palm tapping the table, causing the cups to tremble slightly:

"It’s only been over a hundred years since the last celebration! Just a blink, and the Roc Emperor has such power."

"Not even a hundred and fifty years old, and effortlessly captured four veteran emperors. Truly worthy of the Half-Saint bloodline, the Demon Venerable’s direct inheritor."

At these words, a brief silence fell over the hall.

All the demon emperors knew that the four emperors of the Turtle and Snake Races were no weaklings—they were leaders among the demon emperors of their races. Though stuck in the Nascent Soul Early-stage, their Bloodline Divine Techniques were honed to refined skill.

Not to mention their spiritual treasures, which were treasures inherited by their clans for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Ordinary Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators would have to retreat when facing them.

But the scenes in the water mirror overturned everyone’s perception—there stood the Roc Emperor, levitating in mid-air, with Five-Colored Divine Light unfurling like flowing clouds, easily sweeping away several of their spiritual treasures.

A flick of his sleeve, and with just a snap of the fingers, Yin Yang Qi transformed the void to capture them, leaving the four emperors without a chance to resist, before being confined in the Yin Yang Atlas.

The Green-clothed Demon Emperor lightly fanned with admiration in his eyes:

"I observed the mana fluctuations the Roc Emperor displayed, already at the peak of the Mid-stage Nascent Soul."

"Not to mention he has mastered the Void Domain—give him a few more decades, and he’ll surely be a top-tier Great Demon Emperor, like a majestic sun unmatched!"

"The Demon Venerable’s intentions are clear," the White Elephant Demon Emperor added, his voice carrying a hint of sentiment:

"First, allowing the Roc Emperor to oversee the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven, and now permitting him to act on his behalf—it’s evident he’s being groomed like an heir."

"Given time, he may break through the Demon Emperor Realm to become the new peerless Demon Venerable. Don’t forget, the Roc Emperor was born with Half-Saint bloodline and has mastered the Yin Yang Golden Bridge. It’s clear he’s received the Demon Venerable’s true inheritance."

All the demon emperors nodded, their gazes once again drawn to the water mirror, filled with awe.

...

Compared to the composed discussions of the demon emperors, the reactions of the lower-level demons were much more exuberant, and often exaggerated, with rumors being quite unreliable.

In the outskirts of the Demon Court, as the sunset painted a golden edge on the mountain peak, the demon settlement at its foot buzzed as if a cauldron had been overturned.

In the spacious clearing, Stone Demons had moved boulder-sized rocks to serve as tables and seats, while Wood Demons wove layers of leafy canopies to provide shade, with vines hanging down bearing wild fruits.

Water Demon Races redirected a small creek from the mountains, flowing through the settlement, with Cyan Fish and carps swimming into the clearing, blowing bubbles as they listened to the excitement.

Even Rabbit Demons and Squirrel Demons, usually hiding in tree holes, emerged, gathering at the edge of the demon crowd, ears perked up, unwilling to miss a word.

"Quiet everyone! Quiet!"

A Tier Two Stone Demon suddenly stood up, covered in green-black stone armor, pounding his solid chest.

With that shout, the previously chattering settlement fell silent, all eyes focused on him.

The Stone Demon cleared his throat, shaking his head with pride:

"Have you heard? The Roc Emperor, formerly known as the Golden-Winged Little Roc King, recently captured the four emperors of the Turtle and Snake Races in a single battle! Caught them alive on the spot!"

"What? Four emperors? Four Nascent Soul Demon Emperors?"

The Squirrel Demon squatting on a rock loosened his paws, dropping a nut with a ’plop’, eyes wide in disbelief.

"Indeed!"

The Stone Demon pounded his chest even harder, the sound of rocks clashing was particularly loud:

"My cousin saw it with his own eyes from the battlefield outskirts!"

"He said that when the Profound Armor Demon Emperor wielded that Treasure Seal, oh boy, it was larger than the mountain behind us, and the runes on it were so bright they could blind you. When it slammed down, it was earth-shattering."

As he spoke, he opened his arms wide, with an exaggerated expression on his face:

"My cousin said he was so scared he almost crawled into a crack in the rocks. But guess what happened next? The Great Peng Emperor floated in mid-air, without even changing his expression, and just extended a single finger—yes, just one finger!"

The Stone Demon raised his finger, as thick as a pillar, and made a flicking gesture:

"With a gentle flick, that Treasure Seal, heavier than a mountain, went flying with a loud clang, almost hitting the Profound Armor Emperor himself!"

"Oh my gosh! Just one finger?"

The Rabbit Demon nearby covered her mouth, her ears standing straight up: 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"I’ve heard from the elders about that Treasure Seal, it’s a treasure passed down by the Profound Turtle Race for tens of thousands of years, capable of withstanding the strikes of Celestial Thunder, how could it be flicked away by a single finger?"

"You just don’t understand!"

The Stone Demon hummed proudly:

"The Great Peng Emperor is a direct inheritor of the Demon Venerable, even his fingers carry divine techniques! Flicking away the Treasure Seal was just the beginning; he then flipped his hand to throw a golden barrier, and with a ’shua’, he covered all four Demon Emperors with it and captured them in an instant."

"That’s not all, not at all!" Before the Stone Demon’s words had faded, the Wood Demon eagerly shook its branches, and the emerald green leaves rustled.

"My cousin on my fourth uncle’s side was cultivating in the forest on the Snake Race’s border. She saw with her own eyes the Snake Race dispatching a hundred thousand demon soldiers to surround the Great Peng Emperor! The demon soldiers lined up so densely, their swords, spears, and halberds dazzling to the eyes, and their shouts could shatter leaves!"

"A hundred thousand?!"

The gathered demons gasped, even the Cyan Fish Demon swimming in the stream paused, sticking its head up to listen.

The Wood Demon’s leaves shook even more vigorously, full of admiration in its voice:

"And then what happened? The Great Peng Emperor just turned around, opened his mouth, and ’whoosh,’ gulped them all up—in one go, along with their weapons, not even a splash! My cousin said the sky suddenly had a hole, she thought it was going to fall!"

"Wow—"

A naive little Rabbit Demon widened its ruby-like eyes, hopping over, its fluffy paws scratching its face:

"How big must the Great Peng Emperor’s stomach be to hold a hundred thousand demon soldiers? Wouldn’t it be as round as a mountain?"

This remark caused the demons to burst into laughter.

"You little cub, what do you know!" A Cyan Fish Demon leaped out from the stream, shaking off the water droplets on its tail, full of incredulity:

"That’s the divine technique of the Great Peng Emperor! It’s not about the size of his stomach. I heard from a passing Crane Demon that the Great Peng Emperor isn’t even a hundred and fifty years old yet!"

"Among us of the Demon Race, many elders have lived for hundreds of years and are still stuck in the Demon King Realm, while the Great Peng Emperor was born as a top-tier Demon King, and he’s about to become a Great Demon Emperor in less than a hundred and fifty years. His bloodline is even more formidable than Celestial Grade, seemingly of a Semi-Saint lineage."

Cheers and exclamations erupted, echoing in the distant woods.

The setting sun gradually sank, and bonfires were lit in the settlement. The firelight illuminated the excited faces of the demons, all talking about the legends of the Great Peng Emperor.

Someone said his Five-Colored Divine Light could brush down the moon from the sky, someone said by stepping on the Heavy Gold Bridge he could leap a million miles away...

Such slightly exaggerated imaginations spread with the night, yet no one found it absurd.

In the hearts of the common demon race, the Great Peng Emperor, as the inheritor of the Demon Venerable, was a peerless power capable of anything.

...

South of the Demon Court, in the territory of the Celestial Fox Race, the land was covered with millennia-old trees, with pale purple spiritual mist floating between them.

An exquisite wooden building was situated in the center of a sea of flowers, the residence of the Spirit Fox Emperor.

The Spirit Fox Emperor was dressed in a light pink palace gown, with a lifelike nine-tailed fox pattern embroidered on the hem of her skirt. She leaned against the window, holding a Communication Jade Scroll, which continuously relayed the details of Chen Sheng capturing foes.

Upon reading "instantly suppressed the Four Emperors," she let out a soft sigh, her eyes full of admiration:

"Truly a favored child of heaven, with such talent, there isn’t a second one in the entire Demon Realm. In another thousand years, he might indeed become a peerless existence comparable to the Demon Venerable."

Just as she finished speaking, she suddenly recalled what the Peacock Emperor mentioned during a recent casual meeting—at that time, the Peacock Emperor subtly suggested that he wanted to find a few talented imperial consorts for the Great Peng Emperor.

At that time, she was still hesitant, as her clan’s Xiao Jiu was the most promising junior she favored, born with five tails and a bloodline talent of Celestial Grade.

Now in Tier Three Late-stage, she originally intended to cultivate Xiao Jiu as the future ruler of the Fox Race, unwilling to involve her in these power struggles prematurely.

But at this moment, the Spirit Fox Emperor’s hesitation vanished like smoke.

She stood up, envisioning the lively image of Xiao Jiu, thinking that the child not only had outstanding talent but was also exceedingly beautiful, perfectly matching the young and renowned Great Peng Emperor.

"Xiao Jiu and the Great Peng Emperor are about the same age and their talents are quite well-matched."

"If this comes to pass, not only will Xiao Jiu receive better protection, but the Spirit Fox Race can also draw closer to the Demon Court, benefiting the entire tribe."

With these thoughts, she no longer hesitated, raising her hand to summon a trusted clan member:

"Go call Xiao Jiu, I have an important matter to discuss with her."

Similar scenes occurred within several major tribes. As the Great Peng Emperor displayed unrivaled talent, many prominent clans contemplated making their allegiances.