Mo Yan opened his eyes with a stunned expression. The lingering roar of the archaic voice dazing him. Newfound insights into the Great Demonic Way were laying in his mind. The Great Demonic Way is tyrannical! The Great Demonic Way is indomitable!

Turning his head, Mo Yan noticed the etheric beauty staring at him with wide eyes. A feeling of pure power burst within him as a warmth began to spread. Mo Yan acutely felt this warmth and know what it was, it was Qi!

“Finally! I am a Cultivator!” Mo Yan was elated. Looking at the other three, Mo Yan noticed that two were completely still and one had a profound air around him, an occasional wisp of fire bursting off him.

Closing his eyes, Mo Yan looked into his cultivation. The Qi that he possessed is a special type of Qi, Demonic Qi. Demonic Qi is many times more powerful than ordinary Qi and could be found in the core of Mythical Beasts and Magical Monsters.

Though it was extraordinarily powerful, Demonic Qi is more chaotic. The insights into the Great Demonic Way rested within his mind and Mo Yan excitedly accessed them. The Great Demonic Way; Grand Devilish Truth; Great Dao of Blood.

This were all necessary to become a Divine Devil of Yellow Springs! The Yellow Springs were the core of the Diyu Realm, the foundation that it was built upon. Becoming a Divine Devil of Yellow Springs would give a Demonic Cultivator an abnormal amount of power.

Regarding of Lifeblood Condensation, Mo Yan would instead condense Fiendblood. His entire cultivation path was completely changed. Most would follow the Great Way of Truth and not possess enmity with Heaven.

Mo Yan could call himself a authentic Demonic Cultivator now. Opening his eyes, Mo Yan was slightly startled as he saw the face of the etheric beauty staring closely at him.

“Did you realize your Way? Comprehend your Dao? Understand your Truth?” The etheric beauty shot of questions excitedly. Mo Yan nodded and felt Spiritual Sense probing into him. The etheric beauty nodded with self-satisfaction and grinned widely after feeling the Demonic Qi within him.

Stretching out her hand the etheric beauty said: “I am Murong Nanshan. Since you did the challenge rather well; comprehending your Dao, understanding your Truth, and realizing your Way in half of the ten days, Grand Elder Xun told me that I can give you a reward.”

Murong Nanshan motioned for him to follow her and walked out of the pavilion. The moonlight was even stronger then last time and Mo Yan felt it empowering him slightly. Devils and Demons were creatures of the night and were blessed by the Great Celestial Bodies, obviously he would be empowered.

“I am guessing you have questions?” Murong Nanshan asked.

Mo Yan nodded excitedly and said: “What reward am I getting? Where can I learn the stargate technique? Where can I learn magical techniques? Is there a magical treasure pavilion?”

Murong Nanshan groaned before rubbing her head and doing her best to answer him. “You get to pick a single magical treasure or magical technique from the Stargod Tower. The stargate technique will naturally be taught to you as you’re a disciple of the Moon Branch.”

Cocking her head with a thoughtful expression, Murong Nanshan continued: “Magical techniques can be learned from the Thousand Flower Pavilion. Though you need to get an approval from a Grand Elder first. The Thousand Flower Pavilion is a magical treasure pavilion as well. After taking your reward from the Stargod Tower and the second part of the entrance examination, we’ll go there to get your complimentary magical treasure.”

They quickly continued walking and Mo Yan got to know more about Murong Nanshan. Murong Nanshan is from the illustrious Murong Family, which is the head of the Golden Dragon Clan. They possess the bloodline of a Golden Dragon and are extremely prestigious.

Because Murong Nanshan was a millennial genius, she didn’t have many friends. The fact that Mo Yan treated her as a normal person greatly appealed to her and she opened up to him.

After passing hundreds of different castles, palaces, pavilions, and courtyards. They arrived in front of a large pitch-black tower. This tower gave off a ancient and archaic pressure, beckoning all to bow down in front of it.

Supposedly on the highest floor the legendary Ancestor Stargod resided. Murong Nanshan could attribute that Ancestor Stargod is real, as she had met him when she had a breakthrough and formed her Vitality Spring.

This astonished Mo Yan greatly. Murong Nanshan was a Vitality Spring expert at such a young age!

Walking into the Stargod Tower, a blind elder greeted them. Seated on a stone slab and wearing white robes, the blind elder looked completely harmless. The instinct of Mo Yan told him completely otherwise.

It was the fact that the blind elder did not emanate a shred of power that scared him!

The blind elder stared at them for a few moments before smiling and murmured: “A Cultivator of the rare Demonic Way; a Demonic Cultivator. And a Cultivator comprehending the Great Dao of Ice, one of the Eighteen Elemental Pathways. The Twin Moon Academy will have a glorious future.”

“Remember, after selecting your magical treasure and technique, you must immediately come back. Their is no limit to what floor you may go to. You can go to any floor if you can withstand the pressure. Don’t push yourself, value your life more than your riches.” The blind elder advised and waved his hand.

A stairway opened. Murong Nanshan pushed Mo Yan and told him to go and that she would be waiting here. Mo Yan nodded and excitedly ran off. Though the mysterious breathing technique had refined his personality a bit, there was still a spark of childishness hidden deep within him.

Entering the Stargod Tower, a sight of ancient scrolls and powerful weapons greeted him. Gleaming armor and weapons were piled all around the place neatly. Bookshelves possessing ancient magical techniques were put on the walls.

There was another stairway at the far end, leading to the second floor. The Stargod Tower has seven floors in total. The pressure at the fifth floor is enough to make a peak Yinyang Realm expert kneel, making some fearfully imagine how monstrous it is at the sixth floor.

To think that Elder Stargod is at the seventh floor, he is without a doubt a powerful Cultivator!

Mo Yan felt a slight heaviness on his body but soon learned to cope with it. Silently, he began operating the mysterious breathing technique. To his surprise, the heaviness disappeared and the warmth of training appeared even quicker and of higher quality!

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The pressure was obviously beneficial for Cultivators of practice body reforging methods! Mo Yan now knew that Demonic Cultivators were different from the norm because of two things: their body and soul!

Demonic Cultivators possess a monstrously powerful body and an even stronger soul, else how would they venture into the Diyu Realm and tame undead monsters, forming their own undead legion?

Staring at all the magical techniques and magical treasures, Mo Yan felt elated as he read many and looked at a lot of magical treasures intensively. A blood-red sword emanating a bloodthirsty feeling. A fire serpent magical technique. A armor that howled in pain.

All this interested him! He wished to learn about them! A seedling of a scholar appeared in his heart and Mo Yan vowed to go to the library of Twin Moon Academy after this.

Though they were all amazing and pleasing to the eye, Mo Yan did not feel satisfied and stared at the stairway to the second floor. Deciding that their isn’t harm in doing so, Mo Yan stepped into and ran to the second floor.

The difference was immediately noticeable! It felt as if a mountain had descended upon him! Mo Yan frantically operated the mysterious breathing technique even further, stretching it to the limit.

Heaviness slightly decreased but pain and warmth began to play a warring battle inside of his body! The large pressure caused the bones of Mo Yan to crack but the mysterious breathing technique healed him!

This continued for a while, causing Mo Yan a whole lot of pain. Gradually, he felt his physical strength increasing and his soul becoming more powerful. Tempered by pain and nourished by blood! This the path of a Demonic Cultivator!

After a while, the pressure decreased even further and became bearable. Mo Yan painstakingly stood up and moved looked around. The magical techniques and magical treasures were fewer in this floor but were of higher quality.

Looking around, a gleaming scorched scroll caught his eye. Small wisps of green flames burned off of it and a accursed air surrounded it. Furthermore, Mo Yan felt a certain kinship to it. Without a doubt, this was a magical technique that used Demonic Qi, a forbidden technique!

Moving towards it, Mo Yan grabbed it and a sense of relief overcame him, a sense of familiarity. The Demonic Qi within him began to churn and woo. The pressure became even more bearable.

Opening it, Mo Yan lightly began to read: “Cursed Hellsword Scripture. Forbidden sword technique that used Demonic Qi. Comprehends insights into the Dao of Accursed. My sword is forbidden; my heart is cursed; my soul is corrupted!”

Mo Yan grabbed it and nodded. This was what he wanted. Magical treasures could be replaced and other magical techniques could be learned later. Special forbidden techniques that had affinity with him and could be used with his Demonic Qi would be rare to find later.

Tucking the scorched scroll and placing it in his breast-pocket, Mo Yan started his trek down the tower. The pressure at the first floor was now considered a complete joke to him. Mo Yan slightly shuddered as he thought about the pressure of the third and fourth floor, much less the fifth floor.

Though it was beneficial to his body reforging in accordance of being a Demonic Cultivator, Mo Yan wanted to make sure that he wouldn’t die once he tried to endure the pressure of the third floor.

Outside, Murong Nanshan was standing and her cold expression become happier when she saw Mo Yan. In her hand was a star-colored thin book that twinkled in the sunlight. Her violet hair bristled in the air as she leaned against the wall. This heart-wrenching sight caused Mo Yan to stop and stare for a moment before shaking his head and continuing to walk towards her.

“What did you get? I could only go to the first floor but got lucky and found my Blood Thorn.” Murong Nanshan motioned to the blood-red sword resting on her back before handing him the star-colored thin book. “This is the stargate magical technique.”

“Thank you!” Mo Yan was excited as he took it and opened. Murong Nanshan stopped him and said: “Come with me, we must go to the second part of the entrance examination.”

Mo Yan was confused and said: “What is the second part?” Afterwards, he began walking, following Murong Nanshan.

“The first part is the ‘true’ entrance examination to say the least. The second part is a simple admission ceremony in which both the Sun Branch and Moon Branch participate within. While it is under the pretense of friendly competition it is truly their to show off.” Murong Nanshan pointed towards a giant stage in the distance that had masses of Cultivators gathered around it.

“Wow! That is a lot of people.” Mo Yan naively said to which Murong Nanshan chuckled. Walking towards their, they saw an elderly man walk onto the stage. Though the elderly man looked harmless, he was a superpower of the Twin Moon Academy similarly to the blind elder!

Lightly coughing, everybody immediately quieted down as the elderly man began talking: “This is the second part of the entrance examination; practical combat. Disciples of both Sun Branch and Moon Branch will fight. Both new and old disciples can be challenged!”

The elderly man coughed some more and then said a few praises in regards to those that were able to enter the Twin Moon Academy. After getting off, it was deathly silent.

This until a arrogant man with a lustful look in his eyes walked up to the stage and yelled: “I, senior disciple of Sun Branch; Lun Liao, challenge senior disciple of Moon Branch; Murong Nanshan to a battle! I hope you share a few pointers with me!”

Murong Nanshan narrowed her eyes before beginning to walk towards the stage. Cultivators shifted and made way for her. All while Mo Yan watched. A cold glint appeared in his eyes after seeing the way that Lun Liao stared at Murong Nanshan with a lustful gaze.

After talking with Murong Nanshan for most of his time here, Mo Yan had come to regard her as an elder sister of sorts. She held a place in his heart similar to that of a familial member; like Grandma Meng.

Looking at Lun Liao, Mo Yan only prayed that Murong Nanshan win. Mo Yan had no way of knowing what level of cultivation Lun Liao had but he did not miss the sinister expression that appeared for a single moment using his acute senses!