Huang is actually so young, several years younger than the young lord of the Immortal Palace, and even has an age advantage compared to other “First Generation” prodigies. It’s simply unbelievable!
“The youngest should be Qin Hao and the Lunar Grace, right? But Qin Hao hasn’t fully cultivated his strength yet—he only entered by relying on the Longevity Battle Armor. And the Lunar Grace herself has some issues too.”
“Speaking of which, the Young Devil King is truly extraordinary. Despite not having cultivated for very long, he can rival those First Generation prodigies!”
This caused a huge uproar, leaving people utterly astonished.
Several elder sect masters, their eyes flickering like galaxies, pondered deeply—does this youth have a master? Such a rare talent! If they could recruit him into their sect, he would surely dominate dozens of regions in the future, ensuring the sect’s prosperity!
Perhaps he could even stand supreme over a hundred regions, attain immortality, and rule the world!
Deep within the secret realm, Shi Hao returned safely, causing the Great Demonic God to heave a sigh of relief. He had been genuinely worried for his grandson, especially since the exit was guarded by supreme experts.
“Grandfather, everything went smoothly. I collected some interest from the Celestial Clan. Once I become a Heavenly Deity, I’ll personally pay them a visit!” Shi Hao declared firmly.
The forest was vast, with towering ancient trees reaching thousands of meters high. Some ancient vines, thick as titanic serpents, coiled around entire mountains, emitting a faint green glow.
In the dense woodland, fallen leaves piled several feet deep, teeming with venomous insects and fierce beasts, exuding a decaying stench.
“The Qin Clan is truly despicable!” Shi Hao spat.
The grandfather and grandson pair lurked in the forest, observing many clues. The clan had tamed numerous ferocious beasts and birds, using them to scout for Huang.
After careful observation and eavesdropping on the clan’s conversations, they confirmed their suspicions.
The Qin Clan harbored deep hostility toward Huang, intending to kill him within the secret realm. His ranking and existence on the Divine Monument were an insult to Mount Bulao.
However, Shi Hao hadn’t done it intentionally—the rankings were adjusted by the monument itself, not by anyone’s will.
“You said that Young Devil King is somewhere here, yet we’ve searched for so long without finding him. He must not be allowed to live—he must be eliminated!”
On the outskirts of the Qin Clan’s encampment, patrols whispered among themselves.
“Don’t worry, our clan has sent multiple Deity-Ignition experts. Once his trail is found, he’ll be killed immediately.”
Silently, an elderly servant appeared, eyeing the two. “Once there’s news, report it to our young master first. He will personally handle it.”
“Understood!”
The two nodded eagerly. The Dual-Bone Supreme was a legend of this era and had already declared that once Huang was found, he would personally eliminate him!
Nearby, Shi Hao’s eyes darkened, but he remained silent.
The Great Demonic God frowned, his expression unfriendly toward the Qin Clan members.
“Grandfather, let’s go,” Shi Hao said. He didn’t want to fight Qin Hao, and with Deity-level experts stationed here, it would be troublesome if they were alerted.
The Fifteenth Master nodded, and the two silently retreated.
The towering mountains were lush with spiritual trees, glowing faintly. Silver waterfalls cascaded like silk, their mist swirling like a celestial paradise.
Yet, the beauty was ruined by a naked youth splashing around in the water, grinning mischievously.
“Hey, it’s him!”
Shi Hao and his grandfather arrived just in time to witness the scene.
The boy had a round face like an apple, appearing simple and honest—except for his cunningly bright eyes. He was around Shi Hao’s age, sixteen or seventeen, frolicking in the pool beneath the waterfall.
The Great Demonic God’s expression shifted—this was the same seemingly innocent but scheming youth who had once set up a killing array to ambush two First Generation prodigies.
Silently, the grandfather and grandson closed in, flanking the chubby boy.
“Whoa! When did you two get here? Men shouldn’t get so close to men!” the boy yelped, alert to their presence.
Just as Shi Hao was about to speak, he noticed the other half of the boy’s face, hidden by his hair. He burst out laughing—the right side was scratched with bloody marks, looking rather unsightly.
“What happened to you?” the Great Demonic God asked, amused.
“Brothers, you must be careful! There’s a rabbit in this secret realm—extremely powerful! I wasn’t paying attention and almost got killed. Look at my handsome face—it took a brutal hit!” the boy complained.
“What kind of rabbit?” Shi Hao chuckled.
“Tiny, snow-white, with eyes like rubies. Looks adorable, but it’s a vicious beast!” the boy insisted.
“Nonsense!” Shi Hao glared, finding his words absurd. From the description, it sounded like the Lunar Grace, but that timid creature couldn’t possibly be a “vicious beast.”
“Don’t believe me? Here’s proof!” The boy pointed indignantly at his scratched face.
“Did you do something bad?” the Great Demonic God asked skeptically.
“I was wronged! You’ve been fooled by its appearance. That little rabbit is brutal—it kicked me so hard I nearly passed out, and even collapsed a mountain!”
The chubby boy stepped out of the pool, pointing to his chest, where a clear footprint was imprinted.
The grandfather and grandson were speechless. Had this boy really been nearly knocked out by a tiny rabbit? The image was hard to believe.
“What’s your name?” the Great Demonic God asked.
“Me? I’m destined to shake the world and dominate this era! I am Cao Yusheng!” The boy puffed up proudly.
“Cao Yusheng, almost kicked to death by a rabbit,” Shi Hao summarized, nodding.
The boy’s face fell. “I was ambushed! Who knew that rabbit was so cunning and strong?”
He then warned them repeatedly to be careful of the “vicious” rabbit.
Shi Hao scoffed. “Stop lying. We’ve seen that rabbit before. And as a First Generation, a scratch like that should heal instantly. Why keep it?”
Cao Yusheng grew serious, pointing at his face. “Look closely—the rabbit’s claws left traces of divine law. My wound won’t heal quickly.”
Shi Hao and the Great Demonic God exchanged glances. Upon closer inspection, they detected an inexplicable force preventing the wound from closing.
Now they were skeptical—could that pitiful, ruby-eyed rabbit really be so ferocious?
“What are you doing here?” the Fifteenth Master asked.
“Gathering herbs!” the boy replied.
With that, he dove deep into the pool. After a while, he resurfaced, waving triumphantly—in his hand was a golden water chestnut, radiating blinding light and a rich fragrance.
“A saint herb!” The grandfather and grandson were stunned. Where did this boy come from, to find such a treasure?
“Here!”
The boy generously tore off more than half and tossed the rest to Shi Hao. Golden liquid dripped, its aroma so potent it felt like their pores were opening, as if they might ascend to immortality.
Cao Yusheng ate part of it and smeared the rest on his face, healing his wound.
“Brothers, the mountains may change, but the rivers flow forever. Until we meet again!” He scrambled ashore, dressed, and bolted.
“Being so generous—afraid we’d beat you up?” Shi Hao called after him.
The boy turned back with a sheepish grin, then sprinted away.
**Boom!**
Suddenly, an overwhelming aura erupted from the pool, flames surging so violently they evaporated the water and reversed the waterfall’s flow.
“Run!”
Shi Hao and the Great Demonic God cursed, chasing after the shameless boy.
Beneath the pool lurked an immensely powerful deity—the saint herb had an owner, and the boy had stolen it unnoticed. Now, the enraged deity had discovered the theft!
“You little brat, daring to trick us too?” the Great Demonic God roared, hot on his heels.
“The rabbit’s someone else! I’m a victim too!” the boy protested, claiming ignorance of the deity below and insisting he’d shared the herb out of goodwill.
**Roar!**
A massive emerald-scaled flood dragon, resembling a true dragon, soared into the sky, summoning storms and lightning. Divine flames turned the heavens green, a terrifying sight.
Shi Hao’s heart clenched—this flood dragon was as formidable as the golden toad he’d encountered earlier, far surpassing ordinary Deity-Ignition beings.
The trio fled desperately. The boy took an erratic path, trying repeatedly to shake off the grandfather and grandson but failing. Reluctantly, he led them into a teleportation array, escaping the area.
Emerging in another mountainous region, the boy bolted, pursued relentlessly by Shi Hao.
“Help! Murder! The Young Devil King eats people!” he shrieked.
The grandfather and grandson paled—the brat was heading straight for the Qin Clan’s territory, clearly hoping to use them as a shield.
**Boom!**
Suddenly, a white flash—a tiny rabbit leaped out and kicked Cao Yusheng, sending him flying into the sky.
“Stop stealing my radishes—no, my White Jade Ginseng King!” The rabbit, small and snow-white with diamond-like red eyes, puffed up angrily. But upon seeing the grandfather and grandson, it too turned and fled.
Shi Hao and the Fifteenth Master were utterly bewildered.
**Boom!**
The Qin Clan was alerted. Five powerful figures erupted with divine flames, charging forward.
“Go, now!”
Shi Hao and the Fifteenth Master sprinted away, still chasing Cao Yusheng.
At that moment, crimson light surged in the distance, accompanied by terrifying divine energy and blood qi. Everyone looked up.
“The Immortal Pool has appeared! The pool where Yuan Tian Supreme failed his rebirth has unsealed!”
People exclaimed—to enter the inheritance grounds, one must pass through the Immortal Pool.
Shi Hao, the Fifteenth Master, and Cao Yusheng raced toward it.
From afar, a single pool shimmered with radiant light, enveloped in crimson mist and overwhelming blood qi.
This was the true ancient site, unrelated to the lake cluster.
Many had already gathered nearby, and someone had accidentally triggered the seal, revealing the pool’s presence.
The heir of the Immortal Palace arrived, his body wreathed in glowing symbols, his hair flowing, wielding a massive halberd with an air of supremacy.
Beside him stood Yue Chan, ethereally beautiful, her robes fluttering, her jade sword gleaming.
Other First Generation prodigies were also present, armed and ready.
The Witch, the Golden Lamp youth, and others confronted the Immortal Palace heir.
Fire Gold Clan’s Teng Yi, the Lightning Child, Zhen Gu—all exuded overwhelming auras, prepared to fight for the inheritance.
Cao Yusheng dashed into the fray.
“Brother, slow down! Let’s charge in together!” Shi Hao called from behind.
The boy’s face turned green—surrounding him were hostile gazes: the Sun God Vine, the Netherworld Child, the Purple-Gold True Ape, and the First Generation prodigy whose bone talisman he’d stolen. All radiated killing intent.
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