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Muen and the other high-ranking members nodded and followed the Dark Mage into Soul Beast Mountain.
This was a matter of great importance; what was a little danger in comparison?
Wei Chen was the legitimate and sole heir of the Dark Magic Royal Family. The Dark Mage had no side disciples, and with the Dark Magic Royal Family on the brink of extinction, he suddenly sensed Wei Chen's presence. He called upon Golden Dragon Yan Qiqi to escort Wei Chen through the Abyss to the Demon Realm, directly crossing the Spatial Plane. After much effort, they found him—young and vigorous, a Fellow who could help expand the Dark Magic Royal Family. The entire Black Magic Clan was filled with joy and celebration. What would happen if something went wrong?
The Dark Mage was anxious, and the other high-ranking members of the Black Magic Clan were equally concerned. They secretly blamed the Dark Mage for his poor decision to let someone as weak as Wei Chen enter Soul Beast Mountain alone. They also resented Wei Chen for being so reckless; how could one just barge into Soul Beast Mountain?
A large group of hundreds rushed into Soul Beast Mountain in search of Wei Chen, disregarding the dangers as they flew straight toward the summit.
Along the way, they noticed something was off. Why were there so few Soul Beasts? Occasionally, a few appeared, but their combat power was pitifully low, posing no threat at all!
Muen cupped his fist toward the Dark Mage and said, "Demon Emperor, do you feel it too? It seems that this time we entered, there are very few Soul Beasts. In previous explorations at the fringes, there were enough Soul Beasts to keep us busy."
The Black Demon Clan responded, "Yes, it is indeed strange. Everyone be cautious; could it be that those Soul Beasts are lying in wait to launch a surprise attack on us?"
With heavy doubts in their minds, they cautiously ascended to the summit.
After searching for a while, they quickly detected a human presence!
Wei Chen's aura!
The group hurriedly flew up and soon spotted Wei Chen sitting cross-legged on a rock.
They saw that Wei Chen was clad in red armor, sitting calmly with an indifferent expression and a long breath—he looked nothing like someone who was in trouble.
Muen instantly recognized that armor and quietly asked the Black Demon Clan, "Demon Emperor, it seems Young Mistress is fine and currently in meditation. We shouldn't disturb him. But that armor—could it be the legendary Red Demon Armor?"
"Indeed, it is the Red Demon Armor," replied the Dark Mage with a nod.
“Muen said urgently, ‘Demon Emperor, isn’t the Red Demon Armor cursed with evil? It might not be wise to give it to Young Mistress.’
Within the Black Magic Clan, everyone could express their thoughts directly to the Dark Mage without hesitation due to his status. The Dark Mage welcomed opinions widely, which had contributed to the strength of the Black Magic Clan over the past few centuries.
Upon hearing this, the other high-ranking members of the Black Magic Clan also leaned in, eager to hear the Dark Mage's explanation. The Red Demon Armor was notorious for its dark reputation. Although it was of high quality, it was a dangerous gamble that always carried the risk of Going Astray. They all felt that giving the Red Demon Armor to Wei Chen was an extremely risky decision.
In truth, how could the Dark Mage not worry about that?
The Dark Mage sighed and said, ‘That boy is very stubborn; he has set his sights on the Red Demon Armor and there’s nothing I can do about it. He insisted on coming to Soul Beast Mountain this time, but fortunately, nothing bad happened.’
Seeing Wei Chen safe and sound, deeply focused on his cultivation, the Dark Mage's dissatisfaction with him dissipated.
After listening to the Dark Mage's explanation, Muen said helplessly, ‘Young Mistress is taking risks; perhaps she has her own reasons. You all may not realize it, but Young Mistress’s strength is already close to level ten.’
‘That’s right; just a while ago, Young Mistress was only at level eight.’
‘No wonder she is of the pure bloodline of the Dark Mage; her progress is astonishing.’
‘With this, the Black Magic Clan has a successor. Demon Emperor, you can rest assured now.’
...
The high-ranking members of the Black Magic Clan spoke in unison. While it seemed like flattery, each face reflected genuine admiration for Wei Chen. When Wei Chen publicly humiliated the Elder of the Dragon Clan, he had already won their respect; at that time, they thought his strength was too weak and he wasn’t qualified to fight Ginger Guest. Why agree to a battle that would end in defeat?
Now, with Wei Chen donning the Red Demon Armor and venturing alone to Soul Beast Mountain, his strength had surged dramatically. Although he still wasn’t a match for Ginger Guest, at least there was a glimmer of hope.
‘Don’t celebrate too soon,’ warned the Dark Mage with a frown. ‘The situation here is somewhat strange. Although that boy is fine, the number of Soul Beasts on Soul Beast Mountain has drastically decreased. We haven’t encountered many significant obstacles on our way here; what exactly is going on?’
Muen hesitated for a moment before looking at Wei Chen and whispered, ‘Demon Emperor, could it be because of Young Mistress?’”
"How is that possible? His Mental Strength is indeed impressive, but it shouldn't be enough to kill so many Soul Beasts," the Dark Mage said, shaking his head in disbelief at Muen's Sword Mountain.
Muen himself didn't truly believe it either, but there was an inexplicable feeling that compelled him to accept it.
He sensed that Wei Chen had something more about him, yet it remained hidden.
The guards surrounded Wei Chen, cautiously monitoring their surroundings. Occasionally, some foolish Soul Beasts would come forward, only to be easily slain by the higher-ups of the Black Magic Clan.
What was Wei Chen doing?
He was aware that the Dark Mage and others had arrived; he simply didn't want to give up at this critical moment.
Transitioning from the Earth Soul Realm to the Soul Realm required condensing a Martial Soul from the most important soul among the Three Souls and Seven Spirits. He had thought that it must be the Demon Lotus within his soul, and that condensing the Demon Lotus Martial Soul would be a natural progression.
However, the reality was not as he had imagined.
The Soul Realm Martial Soul was not the Demon Lotus at all.
The Demon Lotus had transformed into the Demon Lotus Emperor. It was merely resting within his soul, and that Black Demon Lotus had long since vanished. His soul felt empty; aside from the Demon Lotus Emperor cultivating in a corner, there was nothing else.
For the Soul Realm Martial Soul, Wei Chen's final enhancement of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits required him to choose a particularly strong Martial Soul.
This was the last hurdle, his final opportunity—Wei Chen did not want to settle for less.
If he were to condense any type of Martial Soul based on what an ordinary person might comprehend, it wouldn't take long. With the help of the Demon Lotus Heart, Wei Chen could condense his Soul Realm Martial Soul and enter the Soul Realm level. In the Soul World and Soul Realm, he would already be among the absolute elite, capable of supporting a top-tier Ninth-Rank Power. While he might fall slightly short compared to Thunderstorm and Ji Pokong, he had no fear against typical figures at the Soul Realm Initial Stage.
Yet, Wei Chen was unwilling to compromise.
According to the instructions of the Demon Lotus Emperor, his Soul Realm Martial Soul must be a Time Martial Soul.
As for how to condense the elusive Time Martial Soul, Wei Chen had no clue and could only force himself to think.
His Earth Soul Realm Martial Soul was a Spatial Martial Soul, capable of traversing space within a certain range. If he could also obtain a Soul Realm Time Martial Soul, laying a solid foundation, perhaps he could grasp the ethereal laws of time and space.
Thus, under the strong insistence of the Demon Lotus Emperor, Wei Chen received a strict order: his Soul Realm Martial Soul must be the Time Martial Soul. Even if he remained trapped at the Peak of Earth Soul Realm for over a decade without being able to condense the Time Martial Soul, he could not give up.
Wei Chen felt helpless. He originally wanted to reach the Soul Realm Peak as soon as possible, taking advantage of his time in the Demon Domain to cultivate his demonic power. When he returned to the Soul World, he would be able to wreak havoc. But due to the Demon Lotus Emperor's firm command, he had no choice but to comply. He understood that the Demon Lotus Emperor wouldn't inexplicably demand him to condense the Time Martial Soul; there must be some calculation behind it. In that case, he would just take his time.
The Demon Lotus Emperor returned to his Sea of Consciousness, and Red Boy also went back into the Red Demon Armor; they couldn't appear before the Black Magic Clan.
Initially, Wei Chen had no idea how to condense the Time Martial Soul. However, as time passed, he gradually began to have some insights.
Time—simply put—is yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
To condense the Time Martial Soul, the first step was to return to yesterday and move toward tomorrow.
But how does one go from yesterday to tomorrow?
While pondering this question, a group from the Black Magic Clan arrived. Wei Chen was distracted by their presence, and the insights he had just gathered vanished in an instant.
He pretended to be quietly cultivating while keeping his ears perked up, absorbing every word spoken by the Black Magic Clan members.
“Muen guessed quite accurately; how did he figure it out? My Mental Strength isn’t projected outward; he shouldn’t be able to sense that my Mental Strength is several times stronger.”
“My grandfather may not fully trust me yet, but he respects my thoughts and opinions. With such an impressive grandfather backing me up, cultivating in the Demon Domain is not difficult at all.”
“The atmosphere among the higher-ups of the Black Magic Clan is quite good; this kind of environment is beneficial for cultivation. If I were in a cutthroat environment where everyone was scheming against each other, how could I focus on my training?”
Wei Chen's mind raced while his body remained completely still. His brows didn't twitch even slightly, and his heartbeat stayed steady. The members of the Black Magic Clan believed he was in deep meditation and couldn’t hear their conversation. Otherwise, there were certain things they wouldn’t discuss in front of him.
Everyone from the Black Magic Clan fell silent, each member guarding their own thoughts. Wei Chen realized that his act was no longer effective.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Dark Mage with confusion, asking, "Grandfather, what brings you here?"
"Child, the Demon Arena is about to begin. You didn't leave Soul Beast Mountain at the agreed time, so we were worried and came to check on you," Black Demon Mianlu replied gently. "It's good to see you're fine. We'll return to the Black Magic Palace first to discuss things before heading to the Dragon Clan. What do you think?"
Hearing the negotiating tone of the Dark Mage warmed Wei Chen's heart. He nodded and said, "I have no objections; I will follow your lead, Grandfather."
The Dark Mage smiled lightly and waved his hand, enveloping Wei Chen in a sphere of magical energy. The group departed from Soul Beast Mountain and flew towards the center of the Black Magic Clan, the Black Magic Palace.
"Child, you haven't encountered any dangers while at Soul Beast Mountain, have you?" the Dark Mage asked Wei Chen during their journey.
Wei Chen shook his head. "No dangers at all; I only came across a few low-level Soul Beasts. The number of Soul Beasts on Soul Beast Mountain is pitifully small!"
He didn't want to reveal his secret. With so many people around, if someone with ulterior motives overheard him, it would lead to trouble. Defeating the Soul Devouring Beast and absorbing the Mental Strength of Soul Beasts to enhance his own Mental Strength was a shocking method. Even with the Dark Mage, Wei Chen preferred not to disclose this information.
The Dark Mage's gaze remained fixed on Wei Chen as he thought to himself, "This child is hiding something very deep."
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