Chapter 93

Listening to the Dry Blue Demon God's explanation, Yang Qifeng already understood that the number of people who could enter the Nüwa Palace was limited, so there would be many challenges set up, which made his heart tighten.

He asked, "How many spots are there for the Nüwa Palace?"

"Three hundred and sixty-five spots, corresponding to the number of days in a year,"

"So few?" Yang Qifeng frowned. He was no longer ignorant about the Nüwa Palace. The Dry Blue Demon God's explanation had already made him aware that millions, or even tens of millions, of demons would participate in the trials.

Three hundred and sixty-five spots might seem like a lot, but compared to such a vast number, it was pitifully small.

"It's not few. The Nüwa Palace is a sacred place for demons. How can it accept just anyone without restrictions? Do you know that since the beginning of time, only a thousand people have ever entered the Nüwa Palace to listen to the teachings? This time, three hundred and sixty people will enter, even if only to the outer palace, it is a great opportunity," the Dry Blue Demon God shook his head. He realized there was a communication gap between him and Yang Qifeng.

After all, Yang Qifeng was a newly born demon, lacking the accumulation of time, and many of his words sounded naive and ridiculous.

"You don't need to worry too much. Although millions will flood in for the trials, it's because the entry threshold is too low. Only those with a demon core can participate,"

"But those who truly stand out must have the power to withstand thunderstorms. This will reduce your competitors by ninety percent," the Dry Blue Demon God said, trying to reassure him, but his words had little effect on Yang Qifeng, whose expression remained serious.

"This time, the real competitors are not those who can withstand thunderstorms, but immortals," Yang Qifeng's voice was somewhat bitter.

Because of his past life, Yang Qifeng was very familiar with how to exploit loopholes.

What does it mean to not yet be an immortal? It means not having withstood nine thunderstorms, like the Great Demon General of the Great Marsh, who had withstood eight.

But is this true? Clearly, Yang Qifeng didn't think so.

There was a loophole: after withstanding nine thunderstorms, one could suppress the demon spirit energy and delay becoming an immortal.

This way, after entering the trials, one could condense the demon spirit energy and use the power of an immortal to dominate and proceed unimpeded.

This wasn't a malicious conjecture by Yang Qifeng but a fact.

In the mythological world, these people had lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Due to their focus on cultivation, their wisdom grew slowly, and they couldn't see through everything.

But just because they weren't smart didn't mean there were no smart ones.

Their elders, who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, had long become old demons.

So this loophole, which Yang Qifeng could think of, many others could think of as well. The result would be that after the trials opened, a batch of immortal-level demons would appear.

"There will be immortal-level demons, but not many. This batch can be called the weakest in terms of strength since the Nüwa Palace opened. The era when immortal-level strength was a guarantee for selection no longer exists," the Dry Blue Demon God shook his head and continued, "The Nüwa Palace hasn't opened for eighteen thousand years, disappointing many demons who suppressed their strength waiting for it, and they eventually broke through out of necessity."

"For the first ten thousand years, many were still hopeful, but after the last eight thousand years, after the chaos of the Qin era, few would deliberately suppress their strength, waiting for the Nüwa Palace to open."

"Few, but not none. To truly pass the trials and enter the Nüwa Palace, you must have the strength of an immortal."

Yang Qifeng set a goal for himself: only the strength of an immortal would be safe.

"That damned wench," he cursed in his heart, that wench had delayed him for so long.

If his foundation hadn't been damaged, he could have refined the demon god's blood to instantly reach the strength of an immortal. If he had suppressed it, he could have broken through when entering the trials.

This time, he would definitely secure a spot when the Nüwa Palace opened.

But it wasn't possible now. With his foundation damaged, if he didn't repair it, his strength would remain stuck at the Spirit Core stage. When the Nüwa Palace opened, he could join the trials and gain some benefits, but he wouldn't obtain the greatest opportunity.

"The most urgent task is to use the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace to transform your divine soul from yin to yang, then condense your Spirit Core, and start repairing your damaged foundation," the Dry Blue Demon God began to plan Yang Qifeng's future.

"Can I master the Three Pure Fires in a hundred years?" Yang Qifeng fell silent for a moment and then asked.

"No," the Dry Blue Demon God didn't hesitate, speaking frankly without delay or deception.

"I thought so too."

"The Three Pure Fires are a supreme divine skill. Even the three flames used to condense the Three Pure Fires are great divine skills, on par with the Hengha divine skill."

"Even the incomplete Hengha divine skill has such power. If fully mastered, capturing immortals and deities would be effortless."

"That's what a great divine skill is. A supreme divine skill can even harm a Golden Immortal."

This statement was filled with bitterness. Yang Qifeng was no longer a naive beginner when it came to immortality.

The path of immortality is divided into: Immortal, Wandering Immortal, Earth Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, True Immortal, Golden Immortal, and above that, Great Golden Immortal, but that was too far from Yang Qifeng.

Among them, a Golden Immortal is no longer in the realm of the Lesser Dao Fruit but in the realm of the Greater Dao Fruit.

The difference between Lesser and Greater Dao Fruits is like the difference between heaven and earth, even greater than the difference between mortals and immortals.

A great divine skill can dominate at the Lesser Dao Fruit level, but a supreme divine skill can dominate.

Even if Yang Qifeng had a connection with the Three Pure Fires and his cultivation speed increased tenfold, he couldn't master it in a hundred years.

A hundred years is a good time to master a great divine skill.

Difficult, the opening of the Nüwa Palace is his opportunity, but to truly secure a spot, it is fraught with difficulties.

"Is there no other way to repair my damaged foundation? Must I only cultivate the Three Pure Fires, or is there another method to make up for it?" Yang Qifeng was unwilling. He knew that if he cultivated the Three Pure Fires, he would eventually master it, but by then, it would be too late.

"There is another way," the Dry Blue Demon God said solemnly.

"Quick, Demon God, tell me," Yang Qifeng urged.

"There is a unique power in the world that can be used to refine magical treasures, enhance cultivation, understand the heavens and earth, and gain the favor of destiny and the protection of the heavens."

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