I, a Demonic Nascent Soul Patriarch, Begin by Snatching a Cheat

”I never expected that the True Flame you mentioned, Fellow Daoist, would actually be an object of supreme Yang. In this Tianyuan Sea, that truly is an extremely rare find.”

Long Yan spoke in surprise, staring intently at the jade box in Jiuyou’s hand, feeling that scorching aura.

Having cultivated fire-attribute techniques for many years, his perception of flames far surpassed others. The grade of this Golden Sun True Flame was even higher than he had anticipated.

He subconsciously glanced at Jiuyou, only to see the man standing there quietly, watching the two of them with an ambiguous smile. The pressure of a Mid-Nascent Soul cultivator radiated faintly from his body, like a slumbering ferocious beast.

Long Yan’s heart tightened. He quickly suppressed the craving within him and turned his head to look at the Old Ghost of Baiyuan beside him.

At that moment, a flicker of surprise similarly flashed across the Old Ghost of Baiyuan’s face, but it was quickly concealed, restoring his previous unflappable composure. He nodded slightly, his tone calm and collected.

”Fellow Daoist Jiuyou truly has extraordinary means. To be able to acquire a supreme Yang flame so rare in this world, your fortune is indeed deep.”

”You two flatter me. This item was also obtained by this old man through sheer coincidence. It’s nothing worth mentioning. For what comes next, I will have to rely on both of you.”

Jiuyou took in every change in their expressions, the corner of his mouth curling slightly, but he didn’t call them out. With a flip of his right hand, Green Mountain appeared in his palm, emitting a faint green light, ancient and weighty.

Both the Old Ghost of Baiyuan and Long Yan’s gazes simultaneously fell upon Green Mountain, their hearts sinking once more.

Even though they had heard before that Jiuyou, the old demon, had killed Old Ghost Qingshan, they might have still harbored some doubt in their hearts. But now, seeing the Old Ghost Qingshan’s famous ancient relic appear in the other’s hands, any remaining doubt vanished without a trace.

This old demon had been able to kill the formidable Old Ghost Qingshan when he was only at Early Nascent Soul. Now that he had broken through to the Middle stage, his true strength was unimaginably terrifying.

Long Yan secretly swallowed his saliva, and those improper little thoughts in his heart instantly dissipated like smoke. The Old Ghost of Baiyuan also put away his last shred of wishful thinking, his gaze becoming more cautious than before, afraid of provoking this powerful god of death.

”Since you two have no issues, let us begin without delay.”

As soon as Jiuyou’s voice faded, he flicked his sleeve, and spiritual light flickered in his hand.

From the stone wall behind the side hall, the rumbling sound of mechanisms churning could be heard. The stone walls on both sides slowly slid apart, revealing a massive hidden chamber.

The chamber was a hundred zhang in diameter, vast and deep. Eight thick stone pillars stood at the edges, supporting the entire room. The interior was completely empty, with only three stone platforms placed in the center, arranged in a triangular formation at precisely the right positions.

”Gentlemen, please.”

Jiuyou waved his hand casually and walked into the chamber first.

The Old Ghost of Baiyuan exchanged a glance with Long Yan, then followed closely behind, stepping into the chamber.

The stone wall behind them slowly closed. A flash of spiritual light crossed its surface, and several array patterns emerged. That was the isolation formation Jiuyou had set up in advance to prevent any leakage of spiritual energy fluctuations during the fusion process.

Inside the chamber, the three of them each took their positions.

Jiuyou sat at the main seat in the north, the Old Ghost of Baiyuan to the east, and Long Yan to the west. The three stone platforms formed a tripod-like configuration, perfectly encircling the open space in the center into an altar-like layout.

Jiuyou sat cross-legged, placing Green Mountain on the stone platform before him and setting the jade box containing the Golden Sun True Flame beside it. His gaze swept over the Old Ghost of Baiyuan and Long Yan. Seeing that both had settled into their positions, he finally spoke slowly.

”Two fellow Daoists, this old man will use Divine Sense to control both treasures. You two only need to use your fire-attribute mana to drive the True Flame, helping it merge into Green Mountain. If anything goes wrong during the process, this old man will naturally call a halt.”

The Old Ghost of Baiyuan nodded slightly. ”Understood.”

Long Yan also clasped his fists. ”Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Jiuyou. The two of us will do our utmost.”

Jiuyou said no more and closed his eyes.

The next moment, his immense Divine Sense, like invisible tentacles, probed into Green Mountain and the Golden Sun True Flame.

Green Mountain trembled slightly, letting out a low hum, then floated up, suspending itself in the air at the center of the three of them. The Golden Sun True Flame within the jade box was also guided by the Divine Sense. The crimson-golden flame shot out from the box, its fiery light soaring into the sky, illuminating the entire chamber in splendid golden brilliance.

The Old Ghost of Baiyuan and Long Yan moved simultaneously.

Both formed hand seals, and fire-attribute mana surged from their palms, transforming into two crimson beams of light that accurately infused into the Golden Sun True Flame. With the same-attributed mana fueling it, the True Flame’s power exploded. The flames shot higher, and waves of scorching heat radiated outward one after another.

Jiuyou’s expression remained unchanged. His Divine Sense moved as nimbly as an extension of his arm, controlling Green Mountain as it slowly approached the True Flame.

The Green Mountain ancient relic and the Golden Sun True Flame, one cyan and one fierce, were fundamentally two different types of power. But under Jiuyou’s masterful Divine Sense control, they gradually drew closer and began to make tentative contact.

Every contact sparked blinding spiritual light, and the array patterns in the chamber flickered in response, as if bearing considerable pressure.

A thin sheen of sweat appeared on the Old Ghost of Baiyuan’s forehead, but he dared not slacken his mana output for even a moment. While driving the True Flame, he secretly observed Jiuyou’s expression.

Although this old demon hadn’t acted personally, his Divine Sense was so powerful it was practically tangible, keeping Green Mountain and the True Flame under perfect control without the slightest deviation. The Old Ghost of Baiyuan’s heart trembled with fear, and he became even less inclined to attempt any tricks.

Long Yan felt the same. Though his personality was somewhat boisterous, he was by no means a fool. Jiuyou’s Divine Sense enveloped the entire chamber; any subtle anomaly would be impossible to hide from the man’s perception. He obediently channeled his mana, daring not to make the slightest irregular move.

Although Jiuyou’s eyes were closed, his Divine Sense took in every single move the two made.

He could sense that although they had briefly hesitated, they ultimately chose to cooperate obediently. This was within his expectations. Nascent Soul cultivators who had lived to their age understood best how to assess the situation and act accordingly.

The fusion of the True Flame and Green Mountain, under the combined efforts of the three, gradually settled onto the right track.

The crimson-golden flame was seeping into the Green Mountain ancient relic bit by bit, like golden veins spreading across a cyan mountain. Under the suppression of Jiuyou’s Divine Sense, the two powers began to merge slowly and steadily.

Within the chamber, spiritual light interwove, and energy surged.

Jiuyou’s face was calm, but the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

Everything was within his control.