I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 348 - 282: Great Demon Emperor
As time slowly passed, with the news of the selection of concubines for the Peng Emperor gradually spreading, the Peacock Emperor soon found himself joyously busy.
There were too many, impossible to choose from!
After more than a decade of selection, Chen Sheng’s palace finally welcomed five concubines of unrivaled beauty and exceptional talent.
They were Luan Ning from the Cyan Simurgh Race, Hu Qing from the Celestial Fox Race, Kong Ling from the Peacock Race, Ao Rou from the Great Wilderness Dragon Race, and Lang Yue from the Celestial Wolf Race.
Each one could be considered a proud daughter of heaven, with the weakest bloodline having reached the Celestial Grade, definitely seeds for future Demon Emperors.
Though these five concubines hailed from different tribes and had varied personalities, they got along very harmoniously.
In the Demon Race, strength always earned respect. Although these five concubines were the pride of their clans, the most powerful among them, Lang Yue, was only at Tier Three Late-stage, while Chen Sheng’s strength was already on par with the Great Demon Emperor.
Faced with such a formidable husband, the five concubines were filled with awe and admiration, behaving themselves well and never daring to cross any lines.
Whenever Chen Sheng guided them in their cultivation, they would listen attentively and earnestly comprehend his teachings.
In the mornings, they would gather in the palace courtyard to practice together.
In the afternoons, they would sit around the stone table in the courtyard, sipping tea, chatting, and sharing interesting stories from their tribes.
In the evenings, they would wait for Chen Sheng to return after handling affairs, preparing delicious meals for him, and accompanying him in practicing the Path of Yin Yang, each showcasing their talents to relieve his worries.
Chen Sheng also cherished these five concubines greatly, crafting exclusive palaces for each of them and frequently sharing his cultivation insights to help them improve their strength.
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In the blink of twenty years, the Cloud Sea in the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven continued to churn, yet now held a more distinct restlessness.
At the Cloud Sea Peak in the center of the Grotto Heaven, Chen Sheng sat cross-legged, his black robe fluttering gently in the spiritual wind, surrounded by a faint black and white halo.
Over the years, aside from addressing Demon Court affairs, he accompanied his beloved concubines in comprehending the Yin-Yang Dao.
The rest of the time, he devoted himself to arduous cultivation within the Grotto Heaven. His mana had long reached its peak, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, waiting for the chance to break through constraints.
At that moment, Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes, two golden beams piercing through the Cloud Sea. Feeling the relentless mana surging within his Dantian, a thought suddenly arose in his mind:
"After years of accumulation, today shall be the day of realm-breaking!"
As soon as he uttered these words, the Golden-Winged Roc Nascent Soul, only a few inches tall within his Dantian, suddenly awakened.
The Nascent Soul was entirely condensed from golden spiritual power, the patterns on its wings clearly visible, the Void Mark on its brow already perfected, emitting faint spatial ripples.
With Chen Sheng’s conscious urging, the Nascent Soul let out a crisp and formidable cry, opened its mouth, and spat out two streams of air.
The two streams intertwined and rotated in the air, gradually forming a small black hole.
As soon as the black hole formed, it unleashed an astonishing suction, drawing in the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi like a tide.
The Spiritual Mist floating within the Grotto Heaven was instantly drained, and the Spiritual Qi from distant Spirit Plant islands also gathered along the airflow.
Even the seven-colored splendors at the dome of the Grotto Heaven were pulled into bands of light, rushing toward Chen Sheng’s Dantian.
The black hole continuously absorbed Spiritual Qi, and the Nascent Soul’s size slowly grew, expanding from a few inches to over a foot tall, with the golden light on its wings becoming increasingly dazzling, exuding more and more powerful pressure.
Meanwhile, the void around Chen Sheng began to warp, an invisible Domain slowly expanding with him at its center—his long-understood Void Domain.
Within the Domain, Space Laws intertwined, forming transparent barriers that isolated external disturbances while continuously driving the Spiritual Qi inside the Grotto Heaven into Chen Sheng’s body.
At the edge of the Domain, the void trembled faintly, creating ripples visible to the naked eye, even bending light, making it look exceptionally eerie and grand.
As time slowly passed in the surge of Spiritual Qi, a day, two days, a month, two months... three months went by in the blink of an eye.
During these three months, the Spiritual Qi within the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven was frantically absorbed, depleting the Spiritual Mist within thousands of miles.
Finally, on the last day of the third month, the mana fluctuations around Chen Sheng suddenly became calm.
He slowly concluded his cultivation, the black hole in his Dantian vanished, and the Golden-Winged Roc Nascent Soul had grown to three feet tall, with the Void Mark on its brow fully integrated into its body, its emitted pressure enough to make ordinary Demon Emperors tremble in fear.
Chen Sheng slowly stood up, his body flashing with golden light, revealing a massive form—his true form as the Golden-Winged Roc.
This manifestation was even larger than before, its wingspan nearing ten thousand feet, like a golden mountain spanning the horizon.
As the wings flapped, the entire Grotto Heaven trembled faintly, the spiritual wind howling, stirring up the Cloud Sea.
Chen Sheng let out a call that shook the heavens and earth, filled with the joy and majesty after a breakthrough, echoing through the entire Yin Yang Grotto Heaven.
In the distance, several Elders of the Demon Court hovered at the edge of the Cloud Sea, quietly observing Chen Sheng’s breakthrough.
Seeing Chen Sheng manifest a ten-thousand-foot true form, the Elders showed expressions of shock. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
"He broke through at less than two hundred years old as a Great Demon Emperor!"
"Not just young, look at Peng Emperor’s true form!"
Elder Peng Hai’s tone was full of amazement:
"I remember when the Eldest Princess broke through to the Great Demon Emperor, her true form was only five thousand feet, and Peng Emperor’s is directly ten thousand feet, doubling it! Truly worthy of a Half-Saint Bloodline, such profound heritage, it’s terrifying!"
Elder Peng Shan gazed at Chen Sheng’s true form, his eyes full of complexity and admiration. He too was a pure-blooded Golden-Winged Roc, his bloodline barely reaching the Celestial Grade.
Even when he cultivated to the Late-stage Nascent Soul Great Demon Emperor realm, his true form was only two to three thousand feet, utterly insignificant compared to Chen Sheng’s ten thousand-foot true form.
"This is the heritage disparity that comes from bloodline!"
Just as the Elders marveled, Chen Sheng’s Golden-Winged Roc true form slowly opened its mouth.
Two streams of Yin Yang Qi spewed from its mouth, intertwining and rotating in the air, gradually forming a splendid Golden Bridge—his Lifebound Spiritual Treasure ’Yin Yang Qi Diagram’.
The Golden Bridge, entirely condensed from Yin Yang Qi, was covered with Ancient Runes, exuding an immense and solemn aura.
This was Chen Sheng’s Lifebound Spiritual Treasure, of extremely high quality, capable of becoming a Tier Five Dao Artifact with systematic refinement.
Co-cultivated with his life, assisting in Yin Yang Dao Rhyme, and the Void Domain refinement, it had long become a Tier Four Top Level Spiritual Treasure.
Now, as Chen Sheng’s cultivation advanced again, the power of the ’Yin Yang Qi Diagram’ also surged, now vaguely exceeding Tier Four, already possessing some of the power of a Tier Five Dao Artifact.
At this moment, the Elders felt the pressure emitted by the Golden Bridge, clearly sensing the oppression.
