184: Chapter 184 The Rat King's Ambition, Nascent Soul Divine Sense!

After that, the demonic disaster continued to spread for over half a year.

The six prefectures of Qingcang Kingdom were turned upside down by that madman, Zhou Yuan.

Di Province and Huang Province were the hardest hit; Blood Sacrifice incidents erupted one after another, and the two provincial capitals lost thousands of Mortal villages and towns in succession.

The Protectorates everywhere were overwhelmed, with Golden Core Cultivators rushing about, hunting down the hidden remnants of the demonic Cultivators.

The Shangqing Sect in Qing Prefecture finally could not sit still and successively dispatched a Nascent Soul True Monarch to station in Di Province to personally oversee the battle.

Once the Nascent Soul expert made a move, the effects were immediate.

A large number of demonic Cultivators were uprooted. In Di Province alone, over eight hundred and seventy demonic Cultivators were executed within three months, twenty-six of whom were above the Foundation Establishment Realm.

As for the culprit, Zhou Yuan, he ultimately ran away!

After obtaining that blood-colored Golden Core, this guy was as slippery as a loach.

The Nascent Soul True Monarch personally pursued him three times, but every time, the other party seemed to know the news in advance and fled early.

It angered a certain True Monarch so much that he almost razed the Wandu Mountain Range.

Later, news spread that Zhou Yuan had already fled back to the Jin State, hiding in the lair of the Blood Bone Demon Sect, which could be considered an achievement of sorts.

And no matter how capable a Nascent Soul True Monarch was, it was impossible to cross borders into the Jin State to make an arrest; that would be tantamount to provoking another state war.

This matter was thus shelved.

Zhou Yuan could not be caught, but the mess he left behind remained.

The demonic Cultivators scattered across Qingcang Kingdom were either exterminated, hid deeper, or simply turned into Loose Cultivators, robbing and plundering everywhere.

Zombie hordes rampaging everywhere, remnants of evil Formations, lingering toxins from Blood Sacrifices...

It would take many more years to completely clean up these various sequelae.

These messy affairs had little to do with Ming Prefecture.

Ming Prefecture was located in the northwest, remote, and relatively wealthy, and the strength of its four Protectorates was quite impressive.

Demonic Cultivators were not stupid, so naturally, few ran to this place.

Throughout the entire demonic disaster, Ming Prefecture only experienced seven or eight zombie horde incidents in total, and the largest one only involved tens of thousands of fur zombies attacking the city.

White Cloud Temple dealt with them with ease.

The patrol Disciples of the External Affairs Hall occasionally encountered a few suspicious Loose Cultivators, but after bringing them back for interrogation, most turned out to be petty thieves.

They were either repeat offenders stealing Spirit Stones or unlucky fellows expelled from their sects for having affairs with their master's wife, having absolutely nothing to do with the Demonic Path.

Daoist Yun Du flipped through the messages sent from various places every day.

After reading, he would set them aside, meditating when he should meditate and nurturing the blessed land when he should.

"The affairs of this world..."

One evening, Daoist Yun Du sat on the cliff edge of Baifeng Cloud Gorge, facing the sunset, and muttered to Yun Qi beside him.

"The wider you manage, the faster you die."

"Managing your own plot of land is better than anything else..."

Yun Qi nodded beside him, thinking to himself that although the Temple Master's words were crude, the logic was sound.

White Cloud Temple was able to develop from a small, nearly collapsed sect into today's Northern Protectorate, relying never on any sense of justice or mission to eliminate demons and defend the Dao.

It relied on two words: Pragmatism!

Do the things that can earn Spirit Stones; don't do losing businesses.

Fight to the death in battles you can win, and stay far away from those you can't.

Daoist Yun Du thoroughly implemented this philosophy and even wrote it into a book, naming it: Mind-Cultivation Technique: From Heart!

It was regarded as a masterpiece by the Yun Clan and passed down from generation to generation.

After several zombie hordes, Elder Rat was not idle either.

He still took his clansmen to clean up the battlefield as usual, packing up the remains, broken bones, and Yin-attribute Spiritual Materials, all of which were sent to the Nine Winds Valley Secret Realm.

Rat Three, however, benefited from the disaster.

Not only did his cultivation progress extremely quickly, but even within the Secret Realm, he had transformed many spiritual lands, such as herb gardens for planting Yin-attribute Spirit Medicine.

Or, for instance, shaping a land of Yin transformation, used for the clan to multiply and thrive, and his lineage of rat demons had thus all become tainted with Yin Spirit Qi...

It had quite a momentum of becoming a lineage of its own.

Elder Rat did not stop this; as long as it could strengthen the clan, why not develop a few more lineages? If possible.

How could Elder Rat not hope that the Spirit Rat Lineage could, like the Old Ancestor, develop various branches of the rat race and spread its branches and leaves for the group?

How could he, Elder Rat, not want to be called: Old Ancestor, and become a Demon King among rats!

Therefore, he never questioned or cut off the support for Rat Three's idea of wanting to open up a Yin Rat lineage.

On the contrary, he hoped that Rat Three could truly lead the clan and open up a brand-new path; only then could one see the vast sky and sea!

On Zixiao Peak.

Shi Jian lay by the Lightning Pool and let out a long yawn. He had heard about the demonic disaster these days.

However, he didn't care.

It was Elder Rat who took this opportunity to unscrupulously collect Yin-attribute resources to cultivate Yin Spirit Rats, intending to produce new branches.

This matter was quite interesting.

Elder Rat had his own thoughts and his own ambitions, which was a good thing. What Shi Jian liked most were ambitious subordinates.

Whether it was Kuang Dou or Elder Rat, the more they strove for success, the more they could increase the combat power of the various tribes in Shi Jian's hands, letting them compete and roll internally—that was truly not bad!

As long as they didn't poke a hole in the sky, if the sky fell, he would be there to hold it up.

Thinking of this, Shi Jian summoned the Enlightenment System. Having been in seclusion for so many years, he had accumulated quite a few Enlightenment opportunities.

[Enlightenment: 35]

[Realm: Mid-stage Golden Core (Level 6 Demon General)]

Shi Jian's mind stirred, and he immediately used Enlightenment on himself thirty times. Suddenly, the little bear phantom in his Divine Soul condensed and strengthened once more.

When he was at the Early Stage Golden Core, he already possessed Divine Soul strength at the Golden Core Perfection, or even touching the Nascent Soul level.

Now, he was at the Mid-stage Golden Core.

His Divine Sense strength was completely on par with a Nascent Soul, and with an additional thirty Enlightenment uses at once, his Divine Soul was strengthened once again!

When Shi Jian opened his eyes again, his Divine Thought stirred...

He saw his Divine Sense manifest, transforming into a physical little bear standing before him. His Divine Sense extended out, enough to cover the entire Ming Prefecture Northern Protectorate!

He could even pass through Formations to spy on Daoist Yun Du, making it impossible for the other party to detect him, freely overlooking ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers.

If he were to unleash a Divine Soul attack, Shi Jian was confident he could crush a Golden Core!

Even in a pure Divine Sense clash with a Nascent Soul, he had the ability to fight.

With such an improvement, even Zixiao, who was hidden in his body, felt a sense of suppression and didn't dare to show its head.