Eternal Sacred King

Su Zimo did not know how long Beiming Xue had been cultivating for but judging from her movements, she seemed like she had already reached lesser mastery of the First Transformation of the Martial Dao—Nine Bulls Two Tiger.

The pain, despair and confusion of having his Golden Core destroyed was something that Su Zimo had experienced personally. It was not something that ordinary people could endure and even with his willpower, he was once despondent.

If he had not seen what Die Yue left at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, it would have been difficult for him to reignite his hope.

It was hard to imagine how difficult it must have been for the 15-year-old girl before him to endure through it on her own without sinking into depression and turning to cultivate the Martial Dao. Furthermore, the amount of pain and suffering she had to endure was unimaginable!

From that girl, Su Zimo could see the determination to fight against fate, the unyieldingness to it, the determination to continue and advance forward!

That was the will of the Martial Dao!

Suddenly, a thought crossed Su Zimo's mind but he suppressed it quickly.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Su Zimo pondered for a moment before asking.

Beiming Xue replied, "It's been a year."

"That long?"

Su Zimo furrowed his brows slightly.

This meant that a year had passed since the battle at Heaven and Earth Valley.

He did not know what major events in the cultivation world happened in the past year or if Yan Beichen was still fine.

Su Zimo thought for a moment and asked indirectly, "I heard you guys arguing about the fight for the Dharma Characteristic Ranking and the great fiend. What was that about?"

"The great fiend, Desolate Martial!"

Beiming Ao pouted his lips as though he was filled with hatred. "That fiend went on a massacre in the Middle Continent and attracted the encirclement of the immortal, Buddhist and fiend sects. I heard that he was exiled into the void by a supreme expert of the immortal sects and died a long time ago."

"Oh,"

Su Zimo nodded.

Beiming Xue frowned slightly and looked at Su Zimo thoughtfully.

She had a feeling that Mr. Su's question was a little abrupt.

She had once thought that Mr. Su might be a cultivator or even a great cultivator—he merely hid his cultivation and they could not see through him.

However, when she saw that Su Zimo's face was yellowed and sickly, it was far from the aura of a human cultivator. Furthermore, he did not have the mighty aura of a human cultivator. As such, she did not think too much about it.

At that moment, Su Zimo's black-haired Essence Spirit was shrouded by the power of the Life Severing Curse and did not look well. His body was frail and he looked like a weak scholar who had not recovered from a long illness.

Right then, the ground far away quaked violently. Before long, the sound of horses neighing and beasts roaring could be heard outside!

Demonic qi swirled and spirit energy surged into the air!

Although Su Zimo could not use his spirit consciousness to check, he could tell with a single glance that it was a group of cultivators who had barged into this Beiming Town riding on spirit beasts and demons.

"It's them again!"

Beiming Ao's expression changed as he grit his teeth.

Beiming Xue had a calm expression, as though she was already used to this.

Although he could not see what was going on outside due to the wall in the courtyard, Su Zimo's hearing was strong and he could hear the shouts coming from the town.

"Search carefully and don't miss out on any ancient treasures!"

A voice sounded in an arrogant manner. "The Beiming aristocratic family was also a major family that was ranked alongside our three aristocratic families in the past. Their foundations are truly strong!"

"Hahahaha!"

A series of laughter broke out from the crowd outside.

Su Zimo's heart stirred.

To think that the Beiming Clan would have such a powerful background!

However, by the looks of it, it seemed like things had already deteriorated to such a state where no one resisted despite being bullied.

A large group of spirit beasts and demons galloped through Beiming Town fearlessly!

"It's Dongfang Xuan!"

When Beiming Ao heard the commotion outside, a deep hatred flashed through his eyes. Unable to hold it in, he rushed out of the room and ran out of the courtyard!

"Little brother!"

Beiming Xue chased after him hurriedly and held him back, shaking her head. "What's the difference between rushing up now and committing suicide?"

"His sister was the one who destroyed your Golden Core! I can't take it lying down!"

Beiming Ao clenched his fists with reddened eyes.

Beiming Xue replied, "It's nothing much. This is a feud between me and Dongfang Zhi. I'll settle it in the future."

Right then, the group of cultivators arrived outside the courtyard.

Boom!

The high wall of the courtyard was smashed by a tremendous force, causing gravel to fly everywhere as it collapsed!

Dozens of cultivators stood outside the billowing dust. Most of them were Foundation Establishment Cultivators and there were even a few Golden Cores among them. All of them were riding on spirit beasts and looked down at Beiming Xue and her brother in the courtyard.

"Dongfang Xuan, what are you trying to do?!"

Beiming Ao hollered with widened eyes. Although he was young, he already possessed an extraordinary aura.

Dongfang Xuan was a young man in his twenties. He had already cultivated to the Golden Core realm and was riding on a menacing demon beast.

The demon beast's eyes were bloodshot, its fur was luxuriant and its limbs were strong. Tall and mighty, it exuded a torrential malevolent aura—it was an ancient remnant beast, the Bane Spirit Hound!

That ancient remnant beast was already a Golden Core spirit demon!

When it heard Beiming Ao shout at Dongfang Xuan, it could not help but roar at Beiming Ao. Glaring at Beiming Ao with bloodshot eyes, it lowered its body and accumulated strength while drooling from the corners of its mouth!

Notwithstanding the Golden Cores on the other end, the Bane Spirit Hound alone was enough to kill Beiming Xue and her brother with ease!

Although Beiming Ao was fearful against the ancient remnant beast, he did not retreat at all and glared at the Bane Spirit Hound fixedly as well!

Even Beiming Xue who had her Golden Core crippled stood shoulder to shoulder with Beiming Ao fearlessly.

"Fufu,"

Dongfang Xuan patted the Bane Spirit Hound beneath him and sneered, "Bastard, calm down. Calm down."

Everyone could tell that the bastard that Dongfang Xuan was referring to was Beiming Ao.

The cultivators behind Dongfang Xuan roared in laughter.

"Isn't that Miss Beiming who fought with my sister for the treasure? Tsk, tsk. To think that she's still alive after her Golden Core was destroyed by my sister. That's not easy."

Dongfang Xuan shifted his gaze towards Beiming Xue and said in an odd manner.

Beiming Xue had a calm expression and remained silent.

"Dongfang Xuan, don't go overboard!"

Beiming Ao clenched his fists and shouted.

"That's what I want to do. What can you do about it?"

Dongfang Xuan pouted. "Young lad, you can't even defeat the spirit demon I'm riding on. Who do you think you are to go against me?"

"Dongfang Xuan, just you wait! I'll definitely fight you after I advance to the Golden Core realm!"

Beiming Ao said word by word.

"Oh my!"

Dongfang Xuan burst into laughter. "You're declaring war on me?"

"Hahaha!"

Some cultivators of the Dongfang aristocratic family roared in laughter as well.

"How long should I wait?"

Dongfang Xuan asked with a fake smile, "Ten, twenty or a hundred years?"

"Three years!"

Beiming Ao said, "The aristocratic family competition is in three years. At that time, I'll naturally compete with you!"

Dongfang Xuan asked with a fake ignorance, "The aristocratic family competition is a matter between our three ancient aristocratic families. What has it got to do with the Beiming family?"

"Oh!"

Dongfang Xuan came to a realization. "I almost forgot that your Beiming family was ranked alongside our three aristocratic families in the ancient era!"

"What a pity that your Beiming family only has a few hundred people left. Sigh, you won't even have a successor!"