Chapter 11: Chapter 11 Soaring Cultivation Realms

THE MOMENT THEY got back to Da Shenghou, ten people wearing majestic golden robes, were sitting across a hall while discussing the recent events that happened within the five realms.

“There have been several movements in the five realms recently, including that one in particular,” the leader of the group said. His bearing surpassed that of the other members. Although he looked old-looking, that couldn’t hide the charm he had. “Have you heard the news in the lower realms, from Da Shenghou and Da Sishen?”

“Yes,” a person from the group replied, her eyes as though piercing through different layers of the void. “Unfortunately, we can’t freely go to the lower realms. Otherwise, it will be destroyed. The five realms are our creator’s own body. If we accidentally destroy them, we would wrong our creator.”

An old man caressing his white beard immediately talked: “I’ve done it through my power of divination.”

If any cultivator heard of this, they would be shocked. Divination is a noble ability of a cultivator—a noble path to take, as it can predict someone’s location or predict what will happen in the future of a specific group or person. Although the latter ability is limited, it could still send waves of signs or warnings. In particular, in a war, it could give an advantage to one side in order to win.

The leader of the group jerked one of his brows. “What did you find?”

“There seemed to be a mysterious existence lurking around the void,” the old man replied. “I can’t divine him. His power is too strong for me to do it.”

“How strong is it?”

“At least above our cultivation realm.”

“What?”

“Yes. He’s an old man. Apart from him, there’s also one from Da Shenghou. He’s even more mysterious than the former. Moreover, every time I do divination on him, I always get backlashed. Until now, my injury isn’t fully healed.”

Another person from the group sighed, his voice sounding as though it could kill any cultivator like nothing. “This time, I’m afraid, a storm is brewing. Our creator, did he really die?”.

When Yang Lujia finally returned to his courtyard in the War Dragon Sect, he lazily lied on the ground and pulled out the crib where his precious second disciple was sleeping. “Long Guang, wake up. The master is going to make you a bigger crib later. For now, you have to help your senior brother.”

When Long Guang heard this, his tiny eyes slowly opened. Seeing Yang Lujia appear in his sight, the child immediately stood up and jumped at his master without hesitation. “Papaa!”

Yang Lujia felt awkward about a child calling him “papa” when he had not even had sexual intercourse with a woman and gotten her impregnated. Thus, since Long Guang had already grown as big as a ten-year-old child, he said, “Long Guang, you shouldn’t call me papa. I’m not your papa. I’m your master.”

“Master? Is same papa?” Long Guang’s eyes were shining, clinging onto Yang Lujia’s shoulders.

“Yes, yes, so just call me master, okay?”

“Master Papa!”

“Just master!”

“Master!” Long Guang happily complied. Then, his eyes blinked innocently as he rode onto Yang Lujia’s back like a loach and asked: “Wer senio bwader?”

“Your senior brother? He’s now cultivating. When he goes out, we will take you to something fun, like killing people!” Yang Lujia grinned, gladly conversing with his precious disciple. “We will kill the bad guys who hurt your senior brother!”

What shocked Yang Lujia, however, was Long Guang’s reply. “Humph! Long Guang kill senio bwader enemy! Long Guang eat dem after tranporm into a dwagon!”

“Long Guang, wait, you can transform into a dragon?”

Long Guang nodded. “Hmm! Hmm!”

“Good! Good! I have something to ride on now!”

“Rayid?” Long Guang curiously stared at Yang Lujia.

The latter coughed and said: “Nothing, nothing. Come on, let’s visit your senior brother in the Blood World.”

“Yesss!”

Without saying anything, Yang Lujia and Long Guang vanished. Long Guang stared at his surroundings. He felt an ominous feeling. It wasn’t his consciousness that told him there was something wrong. It came from inside him. Yang Lujia also felt the same, but it was negligible to him regardless; particularly since his strength was far above his first disciple.

“Ma… master… itch skwery…” Long Guang’s head sank to his neck. “I want…”

“Long Guang, it’s your senior brother’s aura. You don’t have to be afraid of your senior brother. Your senior brother will protect you.”

Suppressing the lingering fear inside him, Long Guang felt at ease and stared at his senior brother, who was floating above the sea of blood, sitting cross-legged. His eyes showed an inexplicable light to this sight.

“Wat doin senior bwader doin?”

“He’s cultivating, Long Guang,” Yang Lujia said, as he smiled.

“Why he siting down? Why lie not? Long Guang slip wen cultivatwing…”

Although this disciple of his already had the appearance of a ten-year-old child, he still needed to do something in order to make him talk or act like a normal kid.

“Look! Your senior brother’s aura is now rising!”

Long Guang’s eyes sparkled! At the same time, when he saw the rising aura of Lin Diyu, his cultivation realm also erupted.

Yang Lujia was speechless. Was this the kind of talent chosen by the system? Awesome!

Supervising his disciples’ cultivation explosions, he was delighted and waited for them to stop. The Blood World, which was originally filled with blood from the pool they directly plundered from the Devil’s Den, was slowly consumed by Lin Diyu.

7th Stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm!

8th Stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm!

Peak Stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm!

1st Stage of the Mahayana Emperor Realm!

2nd Stage of the Mahayana Emperor Realm!

3rd Stage of the Mahayana Emperor Realm!

5th Stage of the Mahayana Emperor Realm!

Only when he reached the 6th Stage of the Mahayana Emperor Realm did Lin Diyu’s cultivation realm stop exploding. However, what made Yang Lujia lost for words was the cultivation speed of the little guy on top of him. This little guy was even happily feeling the increase in his strength.

“What the fuck? Long Guang actually reached the 1st Stage of the Mahayana Emperor?!”

Outside the Blood World, thunder and lightning surged through the skies, which frightened most of the cultivators. This phenomenon could only be seen when someone broke through to the Mahayana Emperor Realm. What puzzled them was that this lightning tribulation actually halted and fled away like a rat chased by a cat.

“What the hell is wrong with this world?” a Mahayana Emperor said to himself, looking at the skies. “It feels like there’s something strong living with us.”

Meanwhile, all the cultivators who were much weaker than a Mahayana Emperor were frightened. It felt like they had turned bald as they witnessed this phenomenon for the first time.

“Fuck! That scared the shit out of me!” said a disciple from the War Dragon Sect who was near the central peak. “Did the sect master successfully advance to the legendary realm of Da Shenghou, the Mahayana Emperor Realm? Awesome!”

On the other hand, the Sect Master said to himself: “Why did the lightning tribulation stop? Is our War Dragon Sect destined to not have one Mahayana Emperor except for Zhuquan De?”

As Da Shenghou’s cultivators were in turmoil, Yang Lujia was having waves in his heart. His precious disciples were actually cultivation maniacs! Except for him, no one could match their talents in the history of the five realms.

“Long Guang, let’s go to the void! I’ll let the two of you eat void beasts! Let’s celebrate your breakthroughs!”

“Master, wats breyktru?”

Hearing Long Guang’s question, he was speechless. Didn’t your cultivation realm just make strides? Didn’t you know? You’ve advanced to a higher major realm, you fucking awesome disciple!

“Long Guang, do you now feel that you have gotten stronger?”

“Yes! I can kill senio bwader nao!”

“Why would you kill your senior brother?”

Long Guang tilted his head to the side. “Ah?” he unknowingly uttered and started to slightly panic. “No! No! I kill enemy senio bwader!”

Yang Lujia was stunned. Apart from being cute, Long Guang was really nasty. Almost all the things he said were about killing his senior brother’s enemies. Couldn’t he be more of a ten-year-old child? Could someone bear to see a child killing the adults? On Earth, that was definitely not allowed and advised.

“Long Guang, you shouldn’t wantonly kill others, okay?” Yang Lujia reminded his disciple.

Long Guang puffed out his cheeks. “But master, you say kill fun so Long Guang nao like kill!”

Yang Lujia then slapped his forehead.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om