Chapter 529 - 526: The Second Transformation
"The Demon Dao has returned to its rightful place! Such is its sovereign lord!"
The majestic, imposing voice rang out again.
But to Mo Qi’s ears, the voice was filled with a strange, demonic quality.
The Energy emanating from the character for "Demon" was peculiar, unlike any other he had ever encountered.
In terms of quality, it far surpassed even Dragon Energy.
As this Energy entered and nourished him, both his physical body and his Sea of Consciousness experienced a quantum leap in improvement in an extremely short period.
And this enhancement was only getting faster and more intense as time went on.
Mo Qi had a feeling that if he let it continue unchecked, he could probably become an Immortal right then and there.
Ordinarily, he would have been ecstatic. After all, whether it was finding his mother or fulfilling Uncle Niu’s wish, strength was what he always lacked most.
But now, even though the Chaos Scripture hadn’t given him a warning, he still felt something was wrong.
Mo Qi loathed this kind of improvement—completely out of his control, utterly beyond his grasp.
Though he didn’t know if it was the right decision, nor what consequences it might bring, Mo Qi resolutely decided to forgo this opportunity to increase his power.
’Stop!’
With a mental command, Mo Qi marshaled the full power of his Sea of Consciousness, driving the Chaos Scripture to intercept the "Demon" character and stop its advance.
Sensing Mo Qi’s will, the Chaos Scripture erupted in brilliant light. It shot above the "Demon" character, its pages flipping open on their own.
SNAP!
The Chaos Scripture snapped shut, trapping the "Demon" character between its pages.
The strange phenomena caused by the "Demon" character ceased abruptly.
At the same time, the wondrous Energy nourishing Mo Qi was yanked into the Chaos Scripture by an immense suction force.
All the enhancements vanished, and Mo Qi returned to his original level of strength.
If the Chaos Scripture hadn’t moved, Mo Qi might have thought the entire experience had been an illusion.
’What in the world is going on?’ Mo Qi frowned.
It was the first time he’d ever seen the Chaos Scripture react so strongly to an external object.
’Clearly, that "Demon" character is anything but ordinary.’
’The associated Demon Sect must be far more complex than it appears, too. Xiao Zhang approaching me, asking to be my disciple—it must be inextricably linked to this "Demon" character.’
’So what’s the ultimate source of all this?’
He had too little information, and with the Chaos Scripture offering no further clues for the moment, Mo Qi was completely stumped.
The one thing that brought Mo Qi a deep sense of relief was that the moment he relinquished the "Demon" character’s power, the unease in his heart vanished.
Just then, the Chaos Scripture finally sent him a message: "The great Dao of the Demon, the Celestial Gate now open. One of the five, a sovereign supreme."
Mo Qi was completely bewildered. ’What does that mean?’
’What Celestial Gate? What "one of the five"?’
’And what is this "sovereign supreme" supposed to be?’
Mo Qi pondered for a long time before managing to infer some potential meanings, though he had no idea if he was correct.
’The great Dao of the Demon must be that "Demon" character from before, that much is obvious.’
’"The Celestial Gate now open" probably means the time has come.’
’As for "one of the five"... does that mean there are five items in total, similar to the "Demon" character?’
’And "sovereign supreme"... does that mean if I gather all five, I’ll become this so-called supreme being?’
’If that’s true, then by rejecting the "Demon" character, didn’t I just throw away a heaven-sent opportunity?’
However, the Chaos Scripture gave no further hints, and Mo Qi didn’t regret his decision.
Suddenly, two items flew out from the Chaos Scripture.
One was a drop of pale golden liquid, the other an entirely jet-black Treasure Pearl.
Mo Qi recognized the pale golden liquid. ’Isn’t that the Undying Holy Liquid from the three waves of gifts my mother gave me?’
Although its aura was much weaker, Mo Qi was sure he wasn’t mistaken.
He’d never seen the Black Treasure Pearl before, but its aura was identical to that of the "Demon" character.
The Undying Holy Liquid and the Black Treasure Pearl flew before Mo Qi. As he looked at them, he felt an impulse and reached out a finger toward the Undying Holy Liquid.
The moment his fingertip touched the Undying Holy Liquid, it silently merged into his body.
"This..." Mo Qi was startled and hurriedly checked his condition.
He found that his physical body, his Sea of Consciousness, and even his overall strength were unchanged. The only change was to his Creation Golden Body Technique, which hadn’t shown any progress for a long time.
With a thought from Mo Qi, the Creation Golden Body Technique began to circulate on its own, and a wave of enlightenment washed over him.
The Second of the Eight Transformations of Creation had been unlocked!
At that moment, an impulse rose within Mo Qi.
An impulse to cook!
The First Transformation of the Eight Transformations of Creation was "Gorging and Drinking," which had given him the ability to absorb and purify Energy Bodies.
Now that the second transformation was unlocked, Mo Qi was eager to find out what new ability it would grant him.
Prompted by Spirit Heart Fortune, Mo Qi’s physical body opened its eyes in the outside world.
He ignored the unconscious Xiao Zhang to his side. Instead, with a grand wave of his hand, he retrieved a large pile of Immortal Level Spirit Medicines from the space within his Chaos Scripture. Among them were Drunken Immortal Flower, Demon Cyan Vine, Dragon Tooth Rice, and other premium ingredients for brewing wine.
Not only that, but he also released the Purple Sky Thunderbolt, trapping it in mid-air.
Mo Qi planned to take this opportunity to brew the Purple Sky Wine and test the power of the Second of the Eight Transformations of Creation.
Uncle Niu was something of a drunkard, so naturally, he was also a master brewer.
Back at the Void Sect, even though Mo Qi was a lightweight who couldn’t drink much himself, he had learned the craft of brewing to help Uncle Niu with his work.
Now, he began to process the Spirit Medicines with practiced skill.
Compared to cooking, the process of brewing wine was far more tedious and complex, not to mention time-consuming.
The fastest brews could be ready in a week, while the slowest might take several months to finish.
Given the grade of these Spirit Medicines, brewing the Purple Sky Wine successfully through normal methods would take at least half a year.
But things were different now. With the enhancement from the Second of the Eight Transformations of Creation, half a day would be more than enough, barring any accidents.
From the shadows, Elder Ku Mu had expected his arrangements to cause Mo Qi immense trouble, forcing the boy to endure some real hardship.
Who would have thought Mo Qi would just casually throw together an Array and solve the entire problem?
Not only that, but he’d also managed to make a fortune in the process.
’It’s not over yet,’ he mused. ’The real test is yet to come. I’d like to see what other tricks this boy has up his sleeve!’
Elder Ku Mu gazed into the distance, his eyes seemingly able to pierce through space itself.
He could already see countless powerful experts, their hearts filled with resentment and fury, speeding toward the Desperate Mountain Range.
Hm? What is that smell?
Elder Ku Mu’s nose twitched. He caught a scent that filled him with an incredible sense of nostalgia and excitement.
’Is that... the aroma of wine?!’
’And an exquisite vintage, at that!’
The expression on Elder Ku Mu’s face changed dramatically. It wasn’t fear, nor was it shocked anger—it was pure excitement and longing.
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed repeatedly, his face flushing crimson.
’If I recall correctly, I haven’t touched that precious treasure—wine—in more than fifty thousand years!’
A nostalgic look appeared on Elder Ku Mu’s face, only to be immediately replaced by fervent zeal.
’I lost a bet to that crazy girl all those years ago, and she made me give up drinking for fifty thousand years. Now, my time is up!’