Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“I became a Saint!”

Jiang He’s tone was nonchalant.

Even so, Wang Hou flinched and he stared tightly at Jiang He for a dozen seconds with a look of utter disbelief. Then, coming to his senses, he sighed, “I would have doubted that if anyone else had told me that… but it’s not impossible if it’s you, Jiang He.”

Wang Hou found it reasonable following his initial shock.

He had been paying close attention to Jiang He ever since his rise as a grandmaster in martial arts, and basically witnessed the full course of his transcendence. In fact, from where Wang Hou was standing, Jiang He was a miracle incarnate.

Rather pleased, he said, “So, an elite has finally risen from Earth after the Revival of Qi—now that you’ve become Saint, the Gods and Demons probably wouldn’t bother you.”

However, Wang Hou knew very well that the Gods and Demons were wary of Jiang He’s potential even before becoming Saint. Eliminating Jiang He was absolutely reasonable, and even Wang Hou himself would try to find an opening to kill Jiang He if he was his opponent!

But now that Jiang He had become a Saint and the outcome was decided, were the Gods and Demons supposed to continue their quest to kill him?

“That’s right!”

Jiang He lamented, “That’s what I thought—becoming Saint should have established a foothold for me, but the Gods and Demons are not giving up on killing me. The God Emperor and the Demon Emperor have even brought their six strongest Saints to hunt me down in the Sky Centaur Constellation, going so far as to wage a battle between Saints, while the God Emperor and the Demon Emperor have even combined to become a powerful primordial Demon-God…”

He gave a simple account of the battle with a leisure tone, but it left Wang Hou in shivers.

Wang Hou could not help pressing Jiang He for the reason then and he sighed. “How should I know… I just looted two of the Gods and Demons’ vassal races, and they were trying to kill me already. Still, I didn’t lose out—the True Lord of Morality and Nothingness led God Emperor and the Demon Emperor to the beyond after they fused, while the other six Saints of the Gods and Demons were held back by the Daoist of Guidance, the Grandmaster of Heaven and the Primeval Lord of Heaven. I seized the chance to pay the God Realm a little visit, which more or less counts as settling the score with them.”

Soon, Wang Hou found out what ‘settling the score’ meant!

The True Lord of Morality and Nothingness had to order all of the Three Realms to return and defend the Five Dvipas. At the same time, the Celestial Court spread word of Jiang He’s ascension to Saint across all Five Dvipas as way to encourage the Three Realms’ cultivators.

Of course, word about Jiang He’s recent actions and the battle between Saints was also spread.

The news quickly spread throughout each divine city across the Five Dvipas, and even the customers in the tavern where Jiang He and Wang Hou were dining at discussed it.

Becoming a Saint and fighting as one was actually too far flung a dream for them to achieve, and rarely were there any actual casualties in such battles… but Jiang He’s ambush on the Bloods and Sky Horses eliminated two hostile races for the Three Realms!

The Bloods and Sky Horses were vassals of the Demons and Gods who followed them as those two hegemon races waged wars. There was no telling how much Three Realms cultivators’ blood was on their hands, and Jiang He’s assault meant payback to some extent.

Word that Jiang He had attacked and bathed God Realm in blood was another trending topic amongst cultivators of the Three Realms as well!

“Pillaging the God Realm?”

Wang Hou appeared rather blank as he mumbled, “I heard that Godland is the center of the God Realm where Gods would ascend to if their cultivation progressed. Do you think the God Emperor would spare you after you pillaged it?”

“It’s already a blood grudge… doesn’t matter if there’s more resentment.”

Smiling nonchalantly, Jiang He had a sip of divine wine and pinched himself a chunk of meat. “Moreover, I’m already a Saint—am I still supposed to fear the God Emperor?”

“Ah, I mean the Demon-God Emperor.”

In the end, Jiang He sighed emotionally. “I say… the great Demon-God Emperor was born even before the Realms Proper came to be. Is he really so bored that they had to create a race for himself?

“Hell, he even made two… isn’t that just burdening himself?”

Within the Realms Proper, many elites fought in the name of race!

And yet, the Demon-God Emperor was a primordial Demon-God born amid the Chaos who could not bear children.

After splitting, they had to have created the Gods and Demons with certain methods, and now, they had to protect their own creation, making them a burden for the Demon-God Emperor to some extent.

Would everyone not fear a lone elite who could match the True Lord of Morality and Nothingness otherwise?

After having some idle chatter, Wang Hou then asked, “Jiang He, did you become Saint in martial arts or immortal arts?”

“Both.”

Jiang He answered with a smile, withholding nothing.

Wang Hou’s eyes lit up at that and asked for some pointers in martial arts.

“Actually, I don’t have much experience in martial cultivation…” Jiang He answered earnestly. “As you know, each person has different physiques and my martial cultivation tends to directly develop to full-fledge, and that was beyond my control… That’s the same for the fourteenth-tier in martial arts—I didn’t feel anything, and I’m already full-fledged.”

“…”

Wang Hou suddenly found the divine wine in his mouth not that good.

Nonetheless, Jiang He continued, “Still, I’ve been there and more or less got the idea about it. The main thing at the fourteenth-tier of martial arts is the cultivation of Eternium, which protects your physical body and Yuan Spirit, as well as develops a grotto-heaven.”

“Eternium develops a grotto-heaven?”

Wang Hou did a double take.

Aside from Jiang He, everyone else in the world at the fourteenth-tier of martial arts cultivate like a blindman trying to cross a river.

The twelve-tier of martial arts was Grotto-Heaven, and Wang Hou had already developed his grotto-heaven at that level, which changed into a world in his body after he reached fourteenth-tier. However, just like Jiang He, the world in his body was a field of pure Chaos.

As such, Wang Hou humbly asked for pointers. “The grotto-heaven is all Chaos when I reached the fourteenth-tier of martial arts. How do I develop it?”

Jiang He did not answer immediately, but considered it seriously instead.

His Chaos realm was developed rather uniquely and didn’t suit Wang Hou, but he did personally attempt using Eternium to develop the Chaos Realm.

“You could try fusing Eternium into the Chaos Realm.”

Wang Hou closed his eyes at that, casting a streak of Eternium into the Chaos Realm in his body.

In that instant, the Chaos Realm in his body stirred.

It was just like throwing a pebble into a serene lake—the obscure Chaos Realm rippled, and even though the waves did not splash much, it did not escape Wang Hou’s senses.

Chaos retreated where that ripple passed, revealing a pitch-blackness, which felt like a starless cosmos.

In fact, it was already a cosmos in the first place.

Wang Hou continued fusing the Eternium into the dark cosmos, which in turn kept expanding and was soon fifty kilometers wide… which sounds vast, but is insignificant for a cosmos.

Be that as it may, he had already used thirty percent of his Eternium, and his combat ability would be affected if he kept using it.

Wang Hou collected his thoughts and slowly opened his eyes, unable to hide the look of uncertainty in his eyes…

***

Meanwhile…

At Godland, at the God Realm.

The Demon-God Emperor stood up in the skies, God and Demon Qi surrounding his body as he gazed upon the ruins of Godland. His rage became even more violent even as he felt the strands of dead souls wafting through the realm, howling in anguish.

Whoosh!!!

Several figures appeared at the Demon-God Emperor’s side—the eight saints of the God and Demon had arrived at the same time.

“Patriarch!”

On his knees, Lord Swelling Sky exclaimed somberly, “Jiang He and the Three Realms have crossed the line!”

“Patriarch, please give us the order!”

“Just say it, and we’ll attack the Three Realms right now!”

Ooom!

That was when the air shook again.

A Saint whose whole body glinted in metallic luster appeared up above Godlands, saluting the Demon-God Emperor and saying, “Demon-God Emperor—my patriarch cordially invites you…”