Nine Nether Demon Palace, Reincarnation Creation Scripture
"Ah! Zhang Lingxiao! How could you kill the Dragon City Lord?! Don't you know the City Lord's Mansion is under the authority of the Human Emperor of Tianhuo Country? This is a disaster—the Human Emperor is a Tianwu Realm expert!"
Zhang Yuyang had originally planned to showcase his Battle Thunder Spirit Body and display his divine might.
Who would have thought Zhang Lingxiao wouldn't even give him the chance, and would instead directly behead Dragon Qingyun?
"It's nothing—just a mere City Lord," Zhang Yunfeng said indifferently. "If the Human Emperor comes, I'll deal with him myself."
He glanced at the panicked martial artists from the City Lord's Mansion and the Li Family, his voice carrying an unyielding pressure.
"Go back to where you came from."
"Oh—and take the bodies with you. Tell the Human Emperor that I, Zhang Yunfeng, killed Dragon Qingyun. If he doesn't appoint an upright official… I'll kill every single one he sends!"
As his words fell, the Qiwu Realm martial artists scattered like frightened birds, fleeing the Zhang Family courtyard.
Cheers erupted among the Zhang Family members, as though they had just won a decisive battle.
Everyone knew that with the Li Family Head dead and the Ma Family Head severely injured, the Zhang Family had now become the number one family in Qingyun Town.
Lord Ma clutched his severed arm, caught in hesitation, unsure whether to stay or leave.
"Uncle, take this healing pill first. It can regrow your arm."
Zhang Lingxiao stepped forward and took out a jade medicine box from his storage pouch.
As soon as Lord Ma opened it, a rich and profound medicinal aura filled the courtyard, drawing gasps from everyone present.
"Nephew… this is far too valuable."
A pill capable of regenerating the severed limb of a Lingwu Realm expert was priceless.
Though he had been forced here by the Dragon City Lord, his intentions had indeed been impure. How could he accept such generosity?
Zhang Yunfeng laughed heartily, stepped forward, and directly placed the pill into Lord Ma's mouth.
"If I'm giving it to you, then take it. Do you really want to live as a one-armed man?"
Lord Ma swallowed the pill. A powerful medicinal force immediately spread through his body. Without further hesitation, he sat down cross-legged and began refining it.
Zhang Lingxiao merely smiled. Though the pill was precious, to him now, it was insignificant.
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That Night
Zhang Lingxiao reviewed the gains from the legacy palace.
From the inheritance of the Nine Netherworld Demon Emperor, he obtained:
Imperial Rank Sword Art — Nine Nether Sword Art
Imperial Rank Movement Technique — Nine Nether Star Steps
Imperial Rank Body Refining Art — Nine Nether Body Tempering Art
In addition, he acquired an astonishing amount of resources:
Approximately 40 million low-grade spirit stones
Over 100 Yellow Rank spiritual plants
Over 100 Profound Rank spiritual plants
Around 10 unknown medicinal pills
Numerous Yellow and Profound Rank spiritual artifacts
One Earth Rank spiritual sword
And yet… these were merely the surface.
Because the greatest treasure—
Was the Nine Netherworld Demon Palace itself.
This palace had not been constructed by the Demon Emperor; it was something he had obtained through a fortuitous encounter.
In fact, his rise to dominance had been largely due to this very palace.
The Nine Netherworld Demon Palace had nine levels, each corresponding to a martial realm.
According to the Demon Emperor, he had only reached the eighth level, yet already possessed strength far beyond ordinary emperors. The ninth level could only be opened upon reaching the Imperial Realm.
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Refining the palace had taken Zhang Lingxiao considerable time.
The extra seven days he spent within the ancient tomb space were devoted almost entirely to this task.
During that time—
He broke through two minor realms.
At the moment he successfully refined the first two levels, two sonic bursts echoed—boom! boom!—as his cultivation advanced.
Even the remnant soul of the Nine Netherworld Demon Emperor showed visible shock.
The reason was simple.
Every time the Demon Emperor refined a level of the palace, he would advance three minor realms.
Yet Zhang Lingxiao only advanced one minor realm per level.
This wasn't a sign of weak talent—
Quite the opposite.
It meant Zhang Lingxiao's foundation was so terrifyingly solid that even such heaven-defying opportunities could only move him one step at a time.
Before dissipating, the Demon Emperor's remnant soul left behind a single sentence:
"Boundless prospects…"
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The spirit stones and spiritual plants Zhang Lingxiao obtained were merely incidental rewards.
The Demon Emperor had never been one to hoard wealth—resources were always used directly for cultivation.
He also disdained collecting low-grade artifacts.
However, each level of the Nine Netherworld Demon Palace contained hidden rewards—treasures Zhang Lingxiao would have to unlock through further refinement.
More importantly—
The palace itself could be used in battle.
Its grade was above Imperial Rank.
That meant—
It was an Imperial Weapon.
For someone only at the Lingwu Realm, possessing such a weapon was nothing short of heaven-defying.
Naturally, it must never be exposed unless absolutely necessary.
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After organizing his thoughts, Zhang Lingxiao began studying the Nine Nether Sword Art, which was divided into nine forms.
Just as he was about to begin cultivation—
A figure appeared.
Gu Yue Ningbing.
Dressed in a pure white palace gown, her silver hair cascading down her shoulders, and her pale eyes giving her an ethereal, otherworldly beauty—she resembled an immortal fairy.
Yet her words were anything but gentle.
"Zhang Lingxiao, your spiritual power is abundant, and you possess sufficient resources. Now is the perfect time to reconstruct my physical body."
"I will now teach you an ancient secret art—the Reincarnation Creation Scripture. Memorize it carefully."
Zhang Lingxiao's heart stirred.
Is it finally time?
Before he could respond, Gu Yue Ningbing lightly tapped his forehead.
A vast and profound cultivation method flooded into his mind.
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Reincarnation Creation Scripture
This technique allowed one to control the powers of Reincarnation and Creation—
Reviving the dead
Regenerating flesh from bone
Purifying spiritual power, physique, and talent
It could be cultivated periodically to strengthen the practitioner.
More importantly—
It was divided into main scripture and sub-scripture.
The main cultivator could imprint and pass down sub-scriptures to others.
Those who cultivated the sub-scripture would:
Continuously strengthen the main scripture
Feed purified energy back to the original user
Develop a natural affinity toward the main cultivator
This made it an incredibly powerful and strategic technique.
Zhang Lingxiao's interest deepened instantly.
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"Hurry and comprehend it."
Gu Yue Ningbing's cold voice rang out.
Zhang Lingxiao nodded and immediately sat cross-legged, entering cultivation.
His comprehension had always been exceptional.
As he silently recited the incantation and attempted to mobilize the power of Creation—
He succeeded almost instantly.
A rare smile appeared on Gu Yue Ningbing's face.
As expected… his talent is monstrous.
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"That's enough," she said.
"Now, hold my hands. First, impart the sub-scripture to me. Then guide my circulation of the technique—we will reconstruct my body together."
Zhang Lingxiao opened his eyes and nodded.
The two sat facing each other, hands clasped, as their spiritual energies intertwined.
Time passed unnoticed.
At last—
Gu Yue Ningbing withdrew first.
"That's enough. Continue cultivating."
"I'll return and refine the power of Creation."
Her figure flickered—and vanished into the ring.
Zhang Lingxiao said nothing.
He simply closed his eyes—
And continued cultivating.