[Upon learning of his junior sister’s fate, Song Xuanhan flew into a rage.]
Taking advantage of a rainy night, he killed the son of the influential figure in his quarters.
He then snuck into the forbidden grounds and stole the gift that the influential figure had prepared for the Demon Lord—the Demon Spirit Ape.
This Demon Spirit Ape was no ordinary creature.
It was a king among Demon Spirit Apes, gifted with exceptional potential and capable of absorbing the blood essence of demons.
Its cultivation speed was astonishing.
As long as it had an ample supply of blood essence, reaching the Tribulation Transcendence stage in the future wasn’t out of the question.
It was precisely because of this potential that Song Xuanhan was tempted.
He wasted no ti signing a soul-binding contract with the ape.
Taking it with him, he left Taiping City and began his journey to find his junior sister.
He hoped that one day, when the Demon Spirit Ape reached the Tribulation Transcendence stage, it would protect them.
Over the years, Song Xuanhan killed many people to sustain the Demon Spirit Ape.
Its strength was about to surpass his own.
But then he encountered Ye Yu.
"Damn it… Junior Sister, I guess we’ll et in the next life," he thought bitterly.
With a flick of Ye Yu’s fingers, Song Xuanhan’s soul shattered instantly.
Looking at the spot where the Demon Spirit Ape had died, Ye Yu’s expression remained tranquil.
A demonic pet capable of reaching the Tribulation Transcendence stage would indeed have been remarkable.
But he didn’t dwell on it.
After all, any beast that dared bare its fangs at him deserved to die.
That night, Ye Yu returned to Fenghun Pass with Song Xuanhan’s storage ring.
There was no doubt about it.
Over the years, Song Xuanhan had killed an extraordinary number of people.
The evidence was in the contents of the storage ring—over ten thousand demonic crystals.
For a re Nascent Soul cultivator constantly on the run, amassing such a fortune was only possible through robbery.
But now, all of it belonged to Ye Yu.
He took out five thousand demonic crystals and gave them to his dream-realm father, Ye Zhen.
He claid that a great cultivator had taken an interest in him and wanted to accept him as a disciple, requiring him to travel the world imdiately.
These demonic crystals, he explained, were a gift from the great cultivator.
He left them for his family, instructing Ye Zhen and his mother to live well.
He promised to visit whenever he could.
Ye Zhen was utterly bewildered.
How could soone with a re B-lower aptitude attract the attention of a great cultivator?
And to receive five thousand demonic crystals—a sum large enough to buy the life of a Nascent Soul cultivator?
Where had Ye Yu obtained so many demonic crystals?
Questions swirled in Ye Zhen’s mind, but before he could ask, he realized Ye Yu had already disappeared from the room.
The pile of demonic crystals was the only proof that Ye Yu had been there.
At the age of 58, Ye Yu successfully reached the late Soul Formation stage.
Over the decades, Ye Yu exploited his ability to post missions for exorbitant rewards, luring demonic cultivators to undertake seemingly impossible tasks.
Once these demonic cultivators perished, Ye Yu’s cultivation would skyrocket.
However, there was a limit.
The Nascent Soul stage was a significant threshold.
Cultivators beyond this stage were not interested in completing tasks for demonic crystals.
They were more focused on pursuing their own Dao.
This was the main reason why Ye Yu, despite decades of effort, had only reached the late Soul Formation stage.
As progress slowed, Ye Yu decided it was ti to change strategies.
Relying on missions to bait and sacrifice teammates was too inefficient.
Of course, his notorious reputation didn’t help.
Over the decades, he had led tens of thousands of demonic cultivators to their deaths.
Every ti, he would leave with a large group, only to return alone within days.
The cycle repeated.
Eventually, he gained a reputation as the bane of teammates.
This title irritated Ye Yu.
How was he supposed to navigate the outside world with such a reputation?
But then again, he was planning to leave soon anyway, so it didn’t really matter.
At the age of 59, Ye Yu began researching places abundant in potential teammates with high mortality rates.
He understood that making the right choice was more important than working hard.
After six months, he chose the Heavenly Dragon Cliff Demon Sect and volunteered to join.
Using his late Soul Formation cultivation as leverage, he was accepted as the sect’s consecrated elder.
Why this sect?
The reason was simple: it had a large number of mbers, a long-standing heritage, and relatively strong overall power.
But most importantly, its sect leader, Bu Haoyan, was infamous for his fiery temper.
Every day, he was either fighting with other sects or on his way to a fight.
As the saying goes: "Always in battle mode. If you’re not convinced, we fight!"
To Ye Yu, this was a dream co true.
Of course, it wasn’t perfect.
The fights weren’t intense enough.
"If you’re not killing dozens or hundreds in a single battle, what’s the point?" Ye Yu thought.
On the day he beca the consecrated elder, Ye Yu approached Sect Leader Bu Haoyan.
He proposed wiping out a rival demon sect as a show of strength and launching a plan to dominate the demonic world.
He bluntly stated, "The survival of the fittest rules the demonic world. If we don’t crush and instill fear, who will rember the na Heavenly Dragon Cliff?"
Upon hearing Ye Yu’s suggestion, Bu Haoyan burst into tears.
For over three millennia, since inheriting Heavenly Dragon Cliff from his father, Bu Yiban, Bu Haoyan had dread of making his mark.
But the sect’s elders, remnants of the previous generation, constantly advised restraint.
They believed that being too aggressive would lead to joint attacks from multiple sects, endangering their survival.
Bu Haoyan dismissed these concerns, determined to make Heavenly Dragon Cliff the strongest sect in the demonic world.
Yet, under the elders’ constraints, his ambitions were repeatedly thwarted.
He had been pushed to the brink of despair.
Then Ye Yu appeared, making Bu Haoyan realize that true kindred spirits existed.
Their visions for greatness were perfectly aligned.
Both aspired to be the strongest in the demonic world.
Bu Haoyan was so moved that he wanted to swear brotherhood with Ye Yu on the spot.
But Ye Yu coldly pushed him away.
"First, let’s talk business. Without an empire, what’s the point of brotherhood?"
Though Bu Haoyan felt the phrasing was odd, he couldn’t refute it. The term empire stirred his blood.
He asked, "Then who should we fight first in our battle for fa?"
Ye Yu replied, "If we’re going to fight, let’s pick the fiercest and most ruthless one."
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