Chapter 1283 - Ancestral Devil (2)

Su Ping’s own bloodline-of the Primitive Chaos Clan-was a combination of gods, the soul race and ancient deities. So, he wasn’t surprised that a constitution could be improved by absorbing more bloodlines, although this seemed to be confidential in the Federation.

Combining bloodlines was extremely risky; one could lose control and die easily without the right recipe.

It was very likely a forbidden cultivation method in the Federation.

As expected of an emperor-level sutra. The practitioner can reach the highest level, the God Emperor state!

Unfortunately, these arts require too many sacrifices; the processes are too gory and cruel. It would be perfect in war times, where there are plenty of bodies lying around.

Su Ping skipped the cultivation techniques and kept reading. Some secrets popped up soon after.

The Age of Emperors’ Fall?

Deity Emperors perished one after the other, and the arrival of a mysterious power…

Ancient evil gods woke up. Order collapsed…

Reincarnation secret technique…

Summoning the ancestral devil…

The more Su Ping read, the more shocked he became. He was even more shocked than when he read the part with cultivation techniques. That book had records of many secrets from the age of deities, the time lived by the sutra old man. Although the records were ambiguous, one could infer that an external ancient power had awakened and destroyed the deities in their peak era.

A lot of Deity Emperors perished. The emperor-level sutra luckily obtained an incomplete secret technique that could summon an ancestral devil from a long time past.

The requirement to summon the ancestral devil was a sacrifice.

Sacrifice someone who’s been reborn…

Su Ping finally realized that the old man was indeed scheming.

Ye Chen had good reason to be wary of the emperor-level sutra, which was only raising someone to be sacrificed!

After reading all the information, Su Ping stared at the sutra old man with cold eyes. “You want to summon the ancestral devil?”

The latter opened his eyes with a conflicted expression. Su Ping had read his deepest secrets and he couldn’t resist. He knew it was no longer necessary to hide them.

“Yes,” he admitted frankly.

“Why?” Su Ping stared at him.

The sutra old man chuckled, his answer laced with mockery, “If you’ve read all my records, you should know how horrifying the Age of Emperors’ Fall was. Even the Deity Emperors collapsed, one by one. The other deities fell like raindrops; none of the living creatures were able to resist the brunt of such catastrophe; they were like mosses, ready to be trampled upon! “The catastrophe didn’t come to an end. Deities were destroyed at their strongest, and nobody knows when those things will reappear. We must exterminate them in order to save our lives!

“The only way to achieve that is to suppress them with the ancestral devil from ancient times.”

Su Ping raised his eyebrows. “That is why you raised Ye Chen and helped him reach the Celestial State, knowing he would perish but not completely. You taught him the reincarnation technique, just so that you could sacrifice him after being reborn, all to summon the ancestral devil. This would give you the opportunity to change everything that happened?”

“That is correct.”

The old man said casually, “This is no accident; I had been with him all the time. Everything was under my control, including his wary attitude towards me. As a matter of fact, although I had plans for his body, it wasn’t for myself; he just had the wrong idea. I would have been able to sacrifice him once I gathered all the materials for the ritual, no matter how far away he was… If only I hadn’t been tricked into your store!”

Su Ping was silent for a moment, suddenly realizing how terrifying the mind of the emperor-level sutra from ancient times was.

From the beginning to end, Ye Chen was just a tool being manipulated.

Both master and disciple had been cautious, plotting against each other.

Still, he didn’t sympathize with Ye Chen; not after the Little Skeleton perished because of him.

“Is the ancestral devil you mentioned really so powerful?” asked Su Ping, “He can bring the dead back to life?”

“Of course,” said the sutra old man casually, “Reviving the dead, and commanding all heavens, that’s the legend of the ancestral devil. When everything falls and you want to save a ruined age, the only way is to ask the ancestral devil to reverse everything!” “Why are you doing this? For the common folk?” Su Ping stared at him. The evil cultivation techniques he read earlier were all at the cost of human lives; he found it hard to believe that the evil sutra was doing everything for the sake of the people.

The sutra old man’s eyes twitched for a moment. He looked at Su Ping and said, “Before you, I had another master.”

Su Ping was stunned.

“In the Age of Emperors’ Fall, she stepped up to save the people and died. Even though she was the master in the palace of evils, I knew that she was more kind hearted than many men who appeared to be righteous. Although she had me, she never practiced the arts in my records, nor did she kill the innocent.”

With unusual gentleness in his eyes, the sutra old man said, “While the other Deity Emperors were still pushing blame onto each other, she fought back with the palace of evils!

“I spent my entire life gazing at her back; she shouldn’t have perished in such a sad way, just like that. I must bring her back to life!”

An intense light burst out of his eyes while he spoke, as if flames were burning inside them.

Su Ping somehow felt that those eyes were familiar. He thought of the Little Skeleton. Yes, he also had a partner he had to bring back to life, no matter the cost!

“I understand.”

Su Ping gazed at him and said, “The ancestral devil you mentioned must be stronger than Deity Emperors. Have you ever heard of Ancestral Gods? Are they on the same level?”

The sutra old man looked at Su Ping, surprised by his empathic response. He considered for a moment, but then shook his head. “No. But the ancestral devil is indeed stronger than Deity Emperors. That is a legendary realm.”

Su Ping nodded and said, “I support your idea of summoning the ancestral devil. I will help you collect the materials for the ritual.”

Stunned, the sutra old man looked at Su Ping with widened eyes. “Are you serious?”

“Do you think of yourself as my friend, one that I make jokes to?”

“No, of course not.” The sutra old man quickly shook his head. “It’s just that I’m trying to summon an ancestral devil… Aren’t you afraid that it will threaten your safety?”

Su Ping was both dazed and amused. “You’re overthinking.”

The old man was puzzled for a moment. Su Ping’s confidence made him think of the mysterious store. Is it possible that the store doesn’t fear ancestral devils?

He didn’t ask further. Su Ping’s reaction had already given him an answer. In any case, it was already a pleasant surprise that Su Ping didn’t destroy him after learning of his plan, not to mention that he had voluntarily offered a hand.

“Let’s go.” Su Ping took the sutra old man back.

They returned to the temple. Su Ping saw that the cauldron woman, being watched over by the four Superior Gods, had resumed her original dark red cauldron appearance, where a lot of treasures were melting.

Su Ping watched for a moment, finding that the flames weren’t as powerful as he expected. He immediately said to the cauldron woman, “You need a powerful fire.”

“I know, but I couldn’t find it.” The cauldron woman had been enjoying herself, but then felt frustrated when she heard that.

“I’ll help you.”

Su Ping remembered the Archean Divinity; it was time to pay another visit to the place.

He left the old book behind, and trained his customers’ pets in the dangerous places of the Demigod Burial.

Su Ping remembered having seen a few strange natural volcanoes when he explored those places earlier. He visited those volcanoes again and fetched their natural fire.

He threw the fire he collected to the cauldron woman; the flames inside the cauldron obviously became more powerful. The treasures were melting faster.