The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings

Chapter 873: Chapter 823 Demon-slaying Sword

“Besides, with my intervention this time, I have severed the Lion Emperor’s best chance of using the Dao-Certifying True Immortal to completely trace back his ancestry through bloodline,” said Pei Xuanjing, his voice calm yet thunderous.

Indeed, while Pei Xuanjing’s sword strike did not fully prevent the opponent from ascending to True Immortal, it probed the Lion Emperor’s bottom line and, more importantly, interrupted the opponent’s process of metamorphosing and reverting to ancestry through bloodline.

The moment of ascending to True Immortal Realm is the best time for a cultivator to comprehend the Heavenly Dao and for the Demon Race to trace back their ancestry through bloodline. Once interrupted, however, it’s impossible to enter such a state again.

Now that Pei Xuanjing’s sword strike has halted the Lion Emperor’s metamorphosis, it has undoubtedly added untold difficulties to the reversion of his bloodline, even making it nearly impossible for him to metamorphose into the perfect form of a Nine-headed Golden Lion without a great opportunity.

“The Demon Race is indeed troubling, and since today presents the right opportunity, I shall do something for the human race,” Pei Xuanjing looked towards the direction of the Demon Domain, suddenly speaking out.

At this moment, he could clearly sense that many True Immortals from the Demon Race had already successfully ascended. Next, under the protection of the Lion Emperor, unless the already ascended Human Tribe True Immortals were willing to give up their own chances of transformation and rush into the Demon Domain to engage in a life-or-death Great War with the Demon Race, these Demon Tribe True Immortals would not face any calamity and would ascend safely to become True Immortals.

Although Pei Xuanjing carefully sensed the number of True Immortals ascending from all sides between Heaven and Earth, the numbers of Human Tribe True Immortals should be more than that of the Demon Tribe. Nonetheless, there won’t be an overwhelming majority, so it’s foreseeable that, even after the Heaven and Earth Ascension, the struggle between the human and Demon Races will continue; there will be no so-called peace.

Furthermore, unlike before the Heaven and Earth was not yet ascended, when many Supreme Strong were bound by lifespan and all were pursuing the immortal realm of True Immortal, now both races have True Immortals presiding. After the Ascension of Heaven and Earth, in order to strengthen themselves, cultivate more powerful beings within their own race, and plunder more of creation’s fortunes, the killing between the two will inevitably become more intense. This is a conflict of races, and neither will yield.

Therefore, since the Demon Race is destined to be the human race’s arch-enemy of the future, Pei Xuanjing, as part of the human race, naturally needed to prepare some contingencies in advance, to be used as a means to check the Demon Race, strengthening his own people.

“Master Pei?”

“What would the True Monarch like to do?”

“Does the True Monarch have means to restrain the Demon Race?”

Wu Shijiu, Zhu Houji, and Wang Boan exchanged looks and turned their attention to Pei Xuanjing, clueless about what plans or calculations he had in mind.

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After all, along the way, he seemed never to do anything futile. Many things that seemed inconsequential to others proved to have surprisingly useful effects when truly needed, so they were all curious about what he had in store.

“I intend to use the blood of tens of thousands of demons to forge the Demon Slaying Sword, to slay the demons of heaven and earth. From this, I shall create another Divine Weapon Treasure for the human race, a clan-suppressing Divine Weapon that can uphold the Human clan’s luck and slay demons and eradicate evils,” Pei Xuanjing stated with a composed expression.

Yet, the words delivered with such calmness horrified the three of them; to forge a Demon Slaying Sword with the blood of tens of thousands of demons, to restrain the Demon Race.

Through the countless eras of battles between the human and Demon Races, neither could subdue the other, and the deep-seated hatred was difficult to resolve. Now, he intended to craft such a Divine Weapon, a truly shocking proposition.

“The Demon Slaying Sword!”

“This will surely drive the Demon Race into a frenzy!”

“This move, the Demon Race will absolutely not tolerate it, and it may even lead to a Great War between the human race and the Demon Race.”

The three of them showed looks of worry on their faces.

They knew that the Demon Race would never allow the birth of this Divine Weapon treasure, and should they come to know of it, a battle would inevitably erupt, at all costs to stop it.

“Even without the Demon Slaying Sword, would the hatred between the human race and the Demon Race lessen?” Pei Xuanjing was utterly unmoved and scoffed disdainfully, “There is bound to be a Great War between the human race and the Demon Race even if the Demon Slaying Sword didn’t exist. On the contrary, if the Demon Slaying Sword does exist, it might serve as a significant aid for the human race.”

Regarding their worries about the Demon Race retaliating over the crafting of the Demon Slaying Sword, Pei Xuanjing wasn’t concerned at all. As he said—having too many debts causes no worry. Even without the Demon Slaying Sword, if the Demon Race grew strong, they would inevitably make a move against the human race; it was a foregone conclusion.

Therefore, in such a situation, there really wasn’t much need for consideration. It would be better to take this opportunity to craft the Demon Slaying Sword and boost the human race’s power.

“At this opportune time, aside from guarding those Demon Tribe True Immortals, the Lion Emperor practically has no spare energy to pay attention to other matters. It is an excellent time to act and collect the true blood of the Demon Race to refine the Demon Slaying Sword,” Pei Xuanjing’s eyes flashed with a cold light as he spoke in a grave voice.

He had had this idea a long time ago; after understanding the hatred between the human race and the Demon Race, he contemplated crafting a Divine Weapon treasure specifically targeting the Demon Race. Recently, he suddenly recalled the legend of the Demon-slaying Sword from his past life—a weapon tailored to counter the Divine Weapons of the Demon Race.

However, even with this idea, Pei Xuanjing wasn’t in a hurry to put it into action, as he was aware of the turmoil it would provoke and that it could destroy the current cooperation between the human race and the Demon Race. Moreover, with many Supreme Strong members in the Demon Race, even someone as powerful as Pei Xuanjing could not manage it.

But now, things were different. The Supreme Strong of the Demon Race was restrained. The Lion Emperor, tasked with protecting many True Immortals, could not leave. Pei Xuanjing had plenty of time to do this, and even if the Lion Emperor and the powerful Demon Race knew about it, they were powerless to stop it unless they were willing to give up their chance for True Immortal evolution to interfere.

The choice between advancing to a higher state and stopping the refining of the Demon Slaying Sword—he expected the Demon Race powerhouses would naturally weigh the options.

And by the time Pei Xuanjing successfully crafted the sword, and the Demon Race powerhouses recovered their wits to trouble him, he wouldn’t be worried at all. After all, they were all True Immortals, and none feared the other.

“You all go gather the true blood of the Demon Race’s strong ones, and then send people to talk about this matter with various forces, getting them to contribute some effort,” Pei Xuanjing said to Wu Shijiu and the others.

While speaking, Pei Xuanjing condensed a slightly smaller Sanbao Jade Ruyi, which could serve as an avatar to lead his own forces. If they were inadequate, they could borrow his power.

Pei Xuanjing felt that this task wasn’t difficult, as the objective was only to collect true blood, not requiring them to slay the enemy.

Looking at the Sanbao Jade Ruyi floating before him, Zhu Houji, Wu Shijiu, and Wang Boan exchanged glances. They knew this represented the will of Pei Xuanjing, the True Immortal. Although Pei Xuanjing wouldn’t coerce them, and they had the option to refuse, such a refusal would also signify drawing a line with him.