How can I have a heart of a demonic god in my body?!-Chapter 227 - 0223: College Days

Chapter 227: Chapter 0223: College Days

“But you must explain clearly, as a ‘Blood Soul Flower Spirit’, how you became the Flame Spirit of this flame.”

Chen Yu’s sudden shift in tone revealed a trace of caution.

He still remembered.

At the Blood Burial Garden, he had been tricked by this Flower Spirit.

At that time, the [Blood Crystal Flame] had suddenly erupted, almost annihilating both Chen Yu and Blood Lotus Tong Yuling.

“Wuwuwu… Master, at that time I was merely protecting myself.”

The milky voice said pitifully.

It was connected with Chen Yu’s mind and could sense the fluctuations in his master’s emotions and surface thoughts.

“Indeed, initially I was the ‘Flower Spirit’ born from the Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower.”

The milky voice began the tale.

“But later, the Blood Soul Flower I resided in was invaded by the spirit fragment of the ‘Blood Lotus Saintess’, whose physical body had perished. She tried to emulate a body of blood soul using mine…”

“Blood Lotus Saintess?” Chen Yu interjected.

“It was that wicked woman who took over your female companion’s body.”

The milky voice explained.

Chen Yu nodded slightly; back then, he had noticed that Tong Yuling had transformed into someone else.

“Hmph! That ‘wicked woman’ reaped what she sowed; her spirit was shattered by the [Blood Crystal Flame] I manipulated at that time, merging into your female companion’s body, intending to serve as her dowry…”

The milky voice said with a tone of Schadenfreude.

“So that’s how it was.”

Chen Yu finally understood the cause and effect of the changes in Tong Yuling.

Even though this woman later underwent a significant change in personality, at least she had not been seized by the Blood Lotus Saintess.

“You’ve strayed from the point, you still haven’t clarified how you became a Flame Spirit.”

Chen Yu steered the conversation back to the main topic.

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“Because the [Blood Crystal Flame] itself is a spiritual flame coexisting with the Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower, almost cultured within the same mother body; over time, I gained some influence over it, and we were compatible with each other, with no rejection…”

The milky voice stated fittingly.

Back then, during the battle for the Blood Soul Flower.

The Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower was split in two by Chen Yu.

Both the Flower Spirit and the Blood Lotus Saintess occupied half of the Blood Soul Flower’s body, thereby dividing it.

Among them.

The Blood Lotus Saintess seized half of the Blood Soul Flower petals and possessed Tong Yuling.

While the Flower Spirit resided in a bud, trying to slip away but was bitten and intercepted by Chen Yu’s Iron Moon Strange Insect.

Later on.

When Chen Yu took out the sealed [Blood Crystal Flame], it was counterattacked by the Flower Spirit.

But in the end.

Due to the presence of a mysterious heart, the Flower Spirit ended in failure and fell into a coma after the bud shattered.

“By the time I woke up, I had become the Flame Spirit of the [Blood Crystal Flame] and inexplicably recognized you as my master.”

The milky voice, filled with some puzzlement.

Chen Yu contemplated thoughtfully.

This Flower Spirit, becoming the Flame Spirit of the [Blood Crystal Flame], indeed had an incredible opportunity.

Otherwise.

Chen Yu thought about how difficult it would have been to refine or use a high-level True Fire Spirit Flame like the [Blood Crystal Flame].

Furthermore.

Innate Spiritual Flames are very rare and extremely valuable.

And possessing a True Fire Spirit Flame with a “Flame Spirit” is even rarer, all of which are great fortunes.

After the birth of the Flame Spirit, the spirituality, growth potential, and even power of the Spirit Flame will far surpass that of ordinary True Fire Spirit Flames.

…

Having understood the Flame Spirit, and the true story of the past Blood Burial Garden.

Chen Yu didn’t dwell on this matter further.

His attention returned to the Iron Moon Strange Insect.

Ever since it had eaten the essence of the Blood Dragon Beast’s viscera and flesh, the insect had fallen into a deep sleep.

After two or three days.

The Iron Moon Strange Insect finally woke up.

Its appearance unchanged, but its aura had grown stronger, subtly exuding a primordial beast-level pressure.

In the past.

The Iron Moon Strange Insect, already on par with primordial beasts due to its mutation.

Now.

Its individual power had greatly increased, including the terrifying necrotoxins it contained.

Chen Yu estimated.

At present, the insect’s strength could dominate the Postnatal Stage, and it was absolutely lethal to ordinary Demon Beasts of the Postnatal Stage.

Even humans at the Qi Transformation Innate Stage might die from poisoning if bitten by this insect.

After the insect’s condition stabilized.

Chen Yu’s next step was to go to the secret library in the Prince Manor to claim a secret technique.

…

Just on that day.

Several disciples of the Fu Family prepared to go to the Prince Manor.

Ye Luofeng was also invited to join.

Upon meeting again.

Ye Luofeng’s gaze was clear as ever, her face placid as if the intimate kiss from that day had never happened.

Chen Yu’s gaze lingered regretfully on the delicate and moist red lips of the woman.

Ye Luofeng turned away, a faint blush spreading across her porcelain-like face.

“Let’s go!”

A group of young people, riding on two flying birds, left the Fu Family’s territory.

Their destination this time was “Yunlai Imperial Residence,” located in the central county town of Yunlai County—Yunlai Royal City.

The previous hunting competition was held far from the Royal City.

Thus.

This was Chen Yu’s first visit to a royal city in Yun Zhao Country.

Two days later.

A grand and massive ancient city came into Chen Yu’s view.

Originally from Beiyuan, Chen Yu was seeing such a huge city for the first time.

Even the imperial capital of Chu Country was not as magnificent.

Thinking about it made sense.

After all, Yunlai Prefecture was essentially like a kingdom with its own territory, practice civilization, far surpassing Chu Country in both aspects.

Before entering the Royal City, all flying creatures had to be left outside the city.

“Guest Chen, being a ‘Baron’ now you can ride a flying creature into the Royal City.”

Fu Hong and Fu Yanzi spoke with a mix of admiration and awe.

“Let’s go together then.”

Chen Yu didn’t want to draw attention to himself, and with so many people together, he didn’t wish to flaunt any privileges.

After all,

On the field, he was the only Baron, and only one bird could enter.

Chen Yu’s actions won the favor of the disciples from the Fu Family.

Fu Yanzi’s radiant eyes occasionally lingered on his face, vaguely expressing admiration and infatuation.

Chen Yu had just entered the city.

Suddenly, several figures emerged from the crowd.

“Reporting to the lord, the Hunting King has appeared…”

“Report! Two guest elders from the Fu Family have entered the Royal City.”

…

Similar voices quietly arose in every corner of the Royal City.

Chen Yu walked among the crowd,

vaguely feeling eyes watching him.

After the hunting competition, his reputation in Yunlai Prefecture soared; he was no longer an unknown youngster.

Not yet at the Prince Manor,

several groups of people suddenly blocked the way, dressed differently.

“Is this young hero Chen Yu, the Hunting King of this session?”

One of the elders, with a flower-like beard, wore a kind smile.

“It is I.”

Chen Yu looked puzzled.

“I am the Vice Dean of the External College at Yundong Academy, and I’ve come to discuss matters with Young Hero Chen and Miss Ye…”

The elder with the flower-like beard said with a smile.

“Yundong Academy?” Chen Yu was taken aback.

This elder gave him the impression of being on equal footing with Elder Mao in terms of cultivation aura.

“Yundong Academy is the premier academy of Yunlai Prefecture, with a rich history spanning over a thousand years.”

Fu Yanzi added with a flush on her face.

“As long as the two of you join our academy, we can waive your tuition fees and provide access to some precious cultivation resources.”

The elder spoke, his face glowing with enthusiasm.

However,

before Chen Yu could react,

“Pah! Yundong Academy? It doesn’t even make the top fifty in the entire Yun Zhao Country.”

“Gentlemen, I come from ‘Holy Heaven Prefecture’s Luokun Academy.’ Our academy ranks in the top twenty of Yun Zhao, with a heritage of five thousand years, encompassing various cultivation paths and secret training grounds that greatly enhance the speed of cultivation…”

A dark-faced burly man spoke animatedly.

“Miss Ye, our ‘Holy Sword Institute’ specializes in the Sword Dao, and we have fostered renowned Sword Kings. The ‘Ten Thousand Sword Mountain’ within our institute sharpens the Sword Intent…”

A sword-bearing young man invited Ye Luofeng.

In just moments,

a large group of academy elders gathered, all of them at least of the external elder rank.

Suddenly,

Chen Yu was stunned, while Ye Luofeng, appearing unsurprised, looked on nonchalantly.

“Brother Chen, every ‘hunting competition’ invites many forces, including some academy teachers from outside the prefecture.”

Fu Yanzi explained.

The hunting competition was essentially an opportunity for young talents to demonstrate their strength and prowess.

In each competition, the Hunting King or other outstanding participants would often receive invitations from various academies.

What is an academy?

Since arriving in Yun Zhao Country, Chen Yu had heard of them to some extent.

It was well known.

After the first “Yun Zhao Holy Emperor” unified the country, clans declined. Either they were obliterated or retreated to the mountains, unable to interfere with the secular world.

However,

many clans continued as academies.

Academies, too, are places of cultivation heritage, but their constraints and governance are much less stringent than in the era of clans.

Including the Yun Zhao Royal Family, who founded their noble academy—Yunyang Academy.

Of course,

Yunyang Academy was revered as the number one academy of the ancient nation, with a very high admission threshold. Generally, only the royal family, ancient clans, and a few nobles could enroll.

Ordinary civilians, even if they possessed some cultivation aptitude, found it very difficult to gain admission.

Not just Yunyang Academy; the threshold for any of the four major academies was incredibly high, each producing paragons and dominators of eras.

Besides the four major academies.

There were at least thousands of ordinary academies in Yun Zhao Country. Some with lower requirements just needed expensive Primordial Stones, and commoners, even those with Half Spirit Bodies or mortal bodies, could enroll and start their cultivation path.

…

Many acadies varied in status, standing neutral within the ancient country, pushing Yun Zhao Country’s national strength to unprecedented brilliance.

“The academy is indeed a good choice.”

Chen Yu pondered internally.

Firstly, the constraints of an academy were far less than those of a clan.

Compared to the stringent clans, it was relatively free.

Secondly, the heritage of the academies and various resources, including teachings from academy mentors, could make the cultivation journey less circuitous.

Previously, clans were relatively more secretive about their teachings.

And the most important point.

The acadies here, unlike the clans of the Beiyuan region, didn’t often lead to clan battlegrounds and disruptions in the secular world.

The key was in choosing the right academy.

That was the issue Chen Yu needed to consider.

The hunting competition had made him famous, placing him on a relatively high platform.

If it were an ordinary academy,

he might even bypass the assessment and directly become a student.

“Guest Chen, you are the Hunting King of this session and have the recommendation rights of ‘Yunyang Imperial College,’ so there’s no need to rush.”

Fu Hong reminded him by his side,

worried that Chen Yu might impulsively join a common academy.

A talent like Chen Yu should at least strive to enter one of the “four major academies,” these renowned institutions with a heritage lasting thousands of years.

“Heh, there is no strongest academy, only the most suitable academy…”

A distant and eerie voice reached Chen Yu’s ears.

Hmm?

Chen Yu’s heart tightened, and soon in the crowd, he saw a solitary figure in a black robe.

“Although Yunyang Academy is the foremost of the four major acadies, it’s tailored for nobles and ancient clans with an often superficial atmosphere.”

“Whereas our ‘No Demon Academy,’ not only boasts profound heritage but also fosters generations of Demon Lords in an environment of unbounded and harsh competition…”

This strange person, clad in a black cloak with a gray cat perched sluggishly on his shoulder, spoke while yawning intermittently.