Ye Tianling savored the "Divine Child" treatnt ant for Ye Cangqian. The feeling was, indeed, absolutely incredible.
Back then, when Ye Cangqian was called the Taotie Divine Son, wasn’t this exactly the kind of treatnt he received?
Everyone was practically fawning over him, trying to curry favor.
Right now, the way Yao Lun and the Golden-winged Elder Roc King were acting was a carbon copy of how Long Fengyang and Duan Jiutian had behaved toward Ye Cangqian.
"Is your cousin ugly?"
Ye Tianling asked after a slight hesitation.
GULP—
Yao Lun swallowed hard, sweating in embarrassnt. "Divine Child, this subordinate’s cousin is nad Yao Ling. She is a first-class, peerless beauty..."
As Yao Lun spoke, he secretly and carefully glanced at Xia Xinqin, adding, "In terms of both looks and disposition, she is in no way inferior to Princess Xia Xinqin."
"That’s right. Young Master Tianling, if you’re interested, you could certainly et that Demon Ling Saintess. In many respects, she truly does far surpass ."
Xia Xinqin took a deep breath, calming the strange feelings in her heart, and spoke in a soft voice.
She wasn’t being falsely modest; she was very frankly admitting that she was no match for Yao Ling.
"Then why didn’t you take advantage of your position to win her first?"
Ye Tianling casually asked Yao Lun.
Xia Xinqin’s beautiful eyes lit up, clearly captivated by this unique turn of phrase.
It was as if the saying itself carried a mysterious aura of the Dao, making it feel incredibly profound.
Xia Xinran, for her part, also took note. It was only now that she recalled how her previous attacks against Ye Tianling had all missed their mark... ’That was no coincidence. Ye Tianling’s strength is simply unfathomably profound!’
’Furthermore, that handso silhouette of his back then... that wasn’t just an extraordinary disposition, it was a state of sudden enlightennt in the Celestial Harmony Dao!’
’Apparently, Ye Tianling can enter the Celestial Harmony Dao even while just walking!’
’If that’s the case, his Talent is absolutely terrifying.’
’Thinking of this, she also rembered Ye Tianling saying he had seen through the Royal Family’s Celestial Tower. Could that... also be true?’
At this thought, Xia Xinran’s heart couldn’t help but pound wildly. ’This Ye Tianling may be a native, but... he seems truly heaven-defying!’
’It seems geniuses from the outside world aren’t weak at all. It’s just that we must have run into a fraud or so useless Saint Child before, which completely misled us!’
Only now did Xia Xinran realize all of this.
At that mont, Yao Lun’s anxious reply ca.
"This lowly one wouldn’t dare... My cousin has an extrely fiery temper. No one but a peerless genius could ever hope to conquer her heart. But you, Divine Child, are a Divine Child! If she were to see you, I’m afraid she would imdiately prostrate herself in worship, eager to offer herself to you on the spot."
Yao Lun said earnestly.
His words may have been slightly exaggerated, but they were also true.
Bloodline was indeed the core determinant of status and hierarchy within the Demon Race.
Ye Tianling nodded slightly. "Alright then. Send her a ssage. Tell her to co see at once. She can be my handmaiden and my mount."
"Yes, Divine Child."
As Yao Lun spoke, he imdiately shot a aningful look at the Golden-winged Elder Roc King.
"Hmph, you know what’s good for you! This is a rare opportunity. You must serve the Divine Child well. Even if you die, you mustn’t let the Divine Child get hurt! I’ll send a ssage to that girl Yao Ling and have her co over right now."
With that, the Golden-winged Elder Roc King imdiately used a technique to send the ssage.
Then, he materialized a dark, ice-cold Long Spear and a set of pitch-black, chillingly grim Battle Armor. "Divine Child, you possess the noble Kunpeng bloodline. The Spirit Armor you are wearing is of a rather low grade and isn’t suitable for you. Please don’t be offended, Divine Child. While this set of Battle Armor and this Long Spear are only Middle Grade Spirit Level, they were refined under a complete Celestial Dao."
The Golden-winged Elder Roc King had taken a good look at Ye Tianling’s Battle Armor and instantly identified it as a very inferior Low Grade Broken Spiritual Artifact Battle Armor, so he directly offered sothing good.
When Yao Lun saw this, he nearly started drooling.
He had wanted them for a long ti without any success, and now, his Father-Emperor was just giving away the treasures he had coveted for so long.
But he wasn’t the least bit jealous. ’A Divine Child is a Divine Child. It’s only natural for him to be this aweso.’
Ever since his duel with Ye Tianling, he had been thoroughly beaten into submission.
He didn’t even feel that his defeat was a disgrace. On the contrary, he took pride in it—just being able to withstand one of the Divine Child’s moves was already a rare feat.
Ye Tianling reached out and took them. The Long Spear was cold to the touch, yet it was still quite compatible with his Killing Dao. It was as if any Weapon was the sa in his hands.
Because in the hands of an Emperor’s Qi Sword Body, any Weapon was a sword—an Emperor’s Sword of slaughter.
"Not bad, not bad."
A ball of Samadhi True Fire ignited on Ye Tianling’s body.
Imdiately, the dark Battle Armor was enveloped by the True Fire. The power of his blood entered it, and the Battle Armor bonded directly with Ye Tianling’s Soul.
TSSSSSS—
After he entered a state of Celestial Harmony Dao for an instant, the dark Battle Armor transford into an exceptionally elegant white robe, clothing Ye Tianling’s body.
From head to toe, Ye Tianling was completely transford, and his entire disposition beca even more extraordinary.
The brand-new Battle Armor possessed a faint trace of Spirituality and a hazy halo of light. It looked noble and imposing, yet it also contained an incomparably warm and gentle Guardian Power, making Ye Tianling feel as if he were lying in the most comfortable Secret Realm, constantly having his body cleansed by the power of Heaven and Earth.
This was simply an extraordinary pleasure.
"Now this is a true Spiritual Artifact. Not bad, very nice. I’m quite satisfied."
Ye Tianling praised.
At his words of praise, the Golden-winged Elder Roc King felt overwheld by the favor, his old face once again breaking into a beaming, wrinkled smile.
Afterward, Ye Tianling unleashed his Samadhi True Fire and instantly began refining the dark Long Spear. After bonding it with his Soul and Dragon Blood, the Long Spear beca one with his will.
"Uh—it’s... it’s already Refined?"
Even the Golden-winged Elder Roc King’s old face twitched as he watched.
’Just how incredible is his Talent!’
It was like watching a top-tier Artifact Refiner re-forging a Weapon. ’Was the arrogant Spiritual Artifact, with its volatile Spirituality, subdued so easily?’
If even the Golden-winged Elder Roc King was shocked, there was no need to ntion how Xia Xinqin and the others felt.
They had a whirlwind of complicated emotions and felt quite uneasy.
’Too monstrous!’
’Too heaven-defying!’
’A Spiritual Artifact!’
’Refined and assimilated in the span of a single breath?’
’Could he be any more ridiculous?’
Xia Xinran felt like she was about to cough up blood. She realized that every ti she raised her opinion of Ye Tianling, he would do sothing even more shocking, to the point that her mouth was still hanging open—she hadn’t yet recovered from her state of shock!
"A Divine Child is a Divine Child..."
The Golden-winged Little Roc King, Yao Lun, watched with utter adoration, just short of kneeling and kowtowing.
The Demon Race as a whole worshipped the strong, revered them as masters, and had an extrely rigid sense of hierarchy. This was displayed all too clearly in these "old antique" geniuses.
"It’s a bit thick."
Ye Tianling gripped the Long Spear, his brow furrowed, paying no mind to what anyone else thought.
Then, with a twist of his hands...
CRACK—
The Spiritual Long Spear was snapped in two.
The Golden-winged Elder Roc King stumbled, almost falling out of the sky in shock.
"Ah—"
Xia Xinqin, Xia Xinran, and Jiang Xiangning all cried out in alarm, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
’Fucking hell, you’re this thick? Mine’s only as thick as my arm. It’s making insecure!’
Ye Tianling felt indignant in his heart. ’So jealous!’
He looked at the Long Spear, which was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and after snapping it, he spat out a mouthful of Samadhi True Fire.
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