The Elven Cultivator

Chapter 296: Chapter 269: Demon Race Bloodline

Taichu City, Teleportation Square.

A halo of energy flared, and Ye Tong stepped out of the Teleportation Array.

The square was bustling with people. Figures of various races shuttled back and forth between the Teleportation Arrays, a tapestry of footsteps and whispers rising and falling around them.

Gazing at the lively scene, Ye Tong nervously pursed her lips.

This wasn’t her first time in Taichu City.

After her Spirit Root was tested, she had returned several more times, so the place was not unfamiliar to her.

But this time was different.

Because she was here to see Lord Anton.

The great figure who had single-handedly changed the fates of countless Vassal Races, and her own fate as well.

Three years ago, she was just an insignificant Catman girl in her clan, scrambling every day to earn a few merit points.

But now, her name was known by almost everyone among the Vassal Races.

The clan members who had once cultivated and hunted alongside her now addressed her as ”Lady Ye Tong” whenever they saw her.

The elders of her clan had also become cautious in their attitude toward her, even fawning at times.

Even the Clan Leader, Lord Yue Hen, was a little more cordial whenever he saw her.

These changes had come so quickly that sometimes she would wake up in the middle of the night and wonder if it was all a dream.

And all of this had been bestowed upon her by Lord Anton.

He was the one who had given her the chance to have her Spirit Root tested.

He was the one who had granted her the Cultivation Technique, the Profound Yin Night Wanderer Chapter.

He was the one who had turned her from an ordinary Catman into a Cultivator.

Ye Tong felt a deep sense of gratitude and reverence for Anton.

So when Lady Furlo told her that Lord Anton had specifically asked to see her, she was so nervous she couldn’t sleep all night.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Tong pushed down her chaotic thoughts and stepped away from the Teleportation Array.

”Ye Tong.”

A gentle voice called out from ahead.

Ye Tong looked up to see Furlo standing under a light post at the edge of the square, watching her with a smile.

Ye Tong hurried forward and bowed. ”Lady Furlo.”

”There’s no need to be so formal.” Furlo smiled faintly and turned to walk out of the square. ”Come on, Teacher is already waiting for you.”

Ye Tong’s heart tightened, and she quickly followed.

The two walked side by side, crossing the streets outside the square and heading toward the inner city of Taichu City.

As soon as she stepped onto the wide, flat street, Ye Tong immediately noticed a giant tree in the distance, soaring into the clouds.

Its dense canopy was like a massive open umbrella, completely obscuring the sky around it, so vast she couldn’t see its end.

Beneath the canopy, she could faintly make out many buildings woven from vines and branches, a stark contrast to the surrounding blue-brick and dark-tiled architecture.

Curiosity gnawed at Ye Tong. She tried to hold it back, but finally couldn’t resist asking, ”Lady Furlo, I heard that Lord Anton transplanted the Eternal Tree to Taichu City. Is that it?”

Furlo smiled and nodded. ”That’s right.”

Seeing the curiosity all over Ye Tong’s face, she casually explained a bit more, ”Teacher placed both the Eternal Tree and the Spring of Life in the outer city to the north. He then expanded a large section of the city around the Eternal Tree, preserving the original tree-dwelling style. Most of the Elves from the original forest settlement have moved there now.”

”Parts of the Spirit Plant Garden and the Beast Garden also border the Eternal Tree. The Spirit Plants and Spirit Beasts over there are growing much better than before.”

A flash of amazement appeared in Ye Tong’s eyes.

”Lord Anton is incredible, to be able to transplant such a massive Eternal Tree in its entirety.”

Furlo deeply agreed. ”Teacher’s power is far beyond our imagination.”

The two passed through a tree-lined avenue into the inner city and soon arrived at the Ninefold Celestial Tower.

Ye Tong tilted her head back to look at the majestic tower before her and subconsciously swallowed.

Furlo noticed and comforted her, ”Don’t be nervous. From what Lady Eleanor said, Teacher probably just wants to ask you a few things.”

Hearing this, Ye Tong’s expression relaxed slightly.

They entered the tower and made their way to a vermilion door before stopping.

”Teacher, Ye Tong is here.”

”Come in.”

A calm voice came from within.

Furlo pushed the door open and stepped aside.

Ye Tong took a deep breath and walked inside.

The room was not large, and the furnishings were simple. The soft glow of Light Source Stones brightly illuminated the interior.

Several bookshelves stood against the wall, neatly stacked with books and ancient texts. The faint scent of ink hung in the air.

Anton was sitting behind a desk, looking down at something he was reading.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up, his gaze falling on Ye Tong.

The Catman girl was a little taller than when he had last seen her, her figure still slender. On the surface, there didn’t seem to be any obvious changes.

But when Anton’s Divine Sense swept over her body, he discovered something unusual.

Originally, Catmen had very little fur. Only their forearms and lower legs were covered in fine, grayish-brown short fur, while the rest of their skin was bare.

But now, the fur coverage on these two parts of Ye Tong’s body had decreased.

Although the change was so slight as to be imperceptible to the naked eye, it was laid bare under the scan of Anton’s Divine Sense.

”Have a seat.”

Anton gestured to the chair opposite his desk.

Ye Tong sat down stiffly, her hands on her knees, her body held ramrod straight.

”Don’t be nervous. I called you here today just to ask about your cultivation,” Anton said in a calm tone. ”Have you encountered any difficulties with your training recently?”

”No, My Lord,” Ye Tong quickly shook her head. ”My Cultivation Technique practice is going smoothly, the Pills and Spirit Stones are plentiful, and Lady Furlo often gives me guidance.”

Anton then asked about the changes Ye Tong experienced after practicing the Cultivation Technique.

The Catman girl dared not hide a single thing, explaining everything in great detail.

The situation was much as Eleanor had described. The Catman girl’s changes were mainly reflected in her climbing ability, explosive speed, sense of smell, reaction time, night vision, and intuition.

All of these had improved to varying degrees compared to before.

As for the significant increase in her physical strength, that went without saying.

But compared to the increase in physical strength, the improvement in these racial abilities was particularly pronounced.

After listening, Anton already had a faint guess forming in his mind. He pondered for a moment before saying, ”I have some ideas I need your help to verify. It might take a few days.”

Ye Tong nodded without hesitation. ”Just give the order, My Lord.”

Her current status and power were all gifts from Anton.

She wouldn’t refuse even if Anton asked her to do something more dangerous, let alone just cooperating with a verification.

Besides, staying in Taichu City for a few days meant she could take advantage of the ridiculously dense concentration of Spiritual Qi.

For her, this was an opportunity she couldn’t have hoped for.

Anton nodded in satisfaction, then rose and left the study, gesturing for Ye Tong to follow.

Over the next few days, Anton conducted a comprehensive examination of Ye Tong, focusing particularly on her bloodline.

To do so, he had to draw quite a bit of blood from the Catman girl.

As compensation, he gave her a few bottles of Dragon Origin Pills. She was so delighted her mouth nearly split into a grin, wishing Lord Anton would draw her blood a few more times.

Seven days later, Furlo left with Ye Tong.

In the study, Anton sat alone at his desk, staring at the data-filled sheepskin paper spread out before him, a contemplative look on his face.

After all the tests these past few days, he could now confirm that Ye Tong’s bloodline had indeed changed.

If the bloodline of an ordinary Catman was like a glass of murky water mixed with sand, then after cultivating the Profound Yin Night Wanderer Chapter, Ye Tong’s bloodline was slowly causing this ”sand” to settle and be filtered out.

In other words, her bloodline was gradually becoming purer.

The significant improvement of her various racial talents and the gradual weakening of her beast-like features, making her more human, were most likely changes caused by this phenomenon.

And these changes were quite similar to those of the Demon Race in the Cultivation Realm.

In the Cultivation Realm, the Demon Race was an extremely vast group.

Unlike the Human Race, they were not born with full intelligence and form. Instead, they had to go through a long process from ignorance to enlightenment.

Primitive demons that had not yet awakened their intelligence, or had just begun to, were called Mongolian Demons.

Mongolian Demons only possessed instinct, could not speak human language, existed in their beastly forms, and were incapable of cultivation.

Only by undergoing ”Transformation” could a Mongolian Demon shed its beastly body, take on a human form, and officially step onto the path of the Dao.

Transformation was the first and most crucial step in a demon’s cultivation.

Therefore, the cultivation process for the Demon Race was, in essence, a process of metamorphosis from ”beast” to ”human.”

The higher their Cultivation Level, the closer their appearance became to a human’s.

After condensing a Demon Core, they could shed their beastly features completely and take on a perfect human form.

This was so similar to Ye Tong’s current situation.

But Ye Tong was also different from the Demon Race.

She didn’t need to go through the Mongolian Demon’s Transformation stage; she was born very close to human form.

In a sense, she was like a demon who was ”born already transformed.”

In the Cultivation Realm, demons like this—who didn’t need to go through the Mongolian Demon stage and could cultivate from birth—were generally the offspring of powerful demon unions.

Of course, Ye Tong was nowhere near as powerful as those naturally transformed demons.

Compared to the Human Race, the Demon Race had several disadvantages.

For example, the scarcity of Cultivation Techniques and the need to undergo Transformation before they could cultivate.

But at the same time, the Demon Race also possessed advantages that were difficult for the Human Race to match.

First was their physical body.

Demons were born with tyrannical physical bodies, capable of unleashing astonishing strength and speed without relying on Spiritual Qi.

A Cultivator of the same level would find it difficult to compete with a demon physically without the aid of a powerful Magical Treasure or Cultivation Technique.

Second were their Innate Divine Techniques.

During their cultivation, demons would continuously strengthen their innate racial talents, eventually evolving them into Innate Divine Techniques after condensing their Demon Core.

This meant that as long as a demon reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, they could immediately grasp a near-divine art.

Upon advancing to Golden Core, they could immediately master Divine Techniques.

They didn’t need to spend vast amounts of time comprehending and practicing them like Human Race Cultivators did.

And Ye Tong’s situation seemed to be proving this point.

Her racial talents—sense of smell, climbing, night vision, explosive speed—had all improved significantly after cultivating the Profound Yin Night Wanderer Chapter.

This was identical to the way a demon’s racial talents were continuously strengthened during their cultivation.

’If Ye Tong continues to cultivate, will her bloodline one day completely transform into that of the Demon Race?’

Anton was filled with anticipation.

If his theory proved correct, he might be able to recreate the Demon Race on the Dawn Continent.

And an evolved version of the Demon Race, one that didn’t need to go through the Mongolian Demon stage.

It was important to know that the most difficult trial in a demon’s cultivation was Transformation.

Once they successfully transformed, refined Spiritual Qi, or cultivated physical strength, their combat power, combined with their formidable bodies and racial abilities, could immediately rival the elites among Cultivators of the same rank.

If he could recreate the Demon Race, it would mean the Silver Moon Race would have a brand-new way to cultivate mid- to high-tier combatants.

Individuals from the Vassal Races who possessed Spirit Roots could cultivate demon Cultivation Techniques, continuously purify their bloodlines, enhance their racial talents, and ultimately metamorphose into demons.

Perhaps it would be difficult to produce top-tier combatants in the short term, but it wouldn’t be hard to cultivate a large number of mid- to high-tier ones. This could greatly compensate for the Silver Moon Race’s current lack of mid- to high-tier fighters.

Moreover, having fewer top-tier combatants would actually make it easier for the Clan to control the Demon Race.

’This seems like a great idea.’

After a moment of contemplation, Anton quickly made his decision.