I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 311 - 252: Guidance from the Demon Venerable
Another few years passed, and at the Peng Demon Cliff of the Great Wilderness Demon Court,
a red-gold figure flitted swiftly between the cliffs, soaring majestically—a magnificent Golden-Winged Roc with wings nearly ten feet long. Each flap brought forth a howling gale.
"Screeeeech——"
The Golden-Winged Roc let out a crisp cry, its voice penetrating the clouds, carrying the power fluctuations of the peak of Tier Three.
The Yin-Yang Power around its body suddenly swirled like two invisible vortices, thoroughly "combing" the surrounding air!
The air currents and fierce winds that might have hindered flight immediately became gentle and smooth under the embrace of the Yin-Yang Power, posing no obstacle.
It was like a golden lightning bolt, sometimes diving to the cliff bottom, sweeping past turbulent streams, sometimes ascending to the cliff peak, alongside the cloud sea.
Occasionally, it would hover in the air, and when its wings spread out, countless slender Five Elements Sword Qi shot from its wingtips, slicing the clouds into neat fragments, fully displaying the might of its Half-Saint Bloodline.
Just as Chen Sheng was enjoying himself, taking in the innate power, a gentle telepathic message suddenly resonated in his mind with familiar concern:
"Huan’er, Huan’er!"
With a start, Chen Sheng slowed the flapping of his wings and then flew towards the top of Peng Demon Cliff.
He had genuine affection for his parents in this life—Peng Demon Emperor and Peacock Emperor.
During the thirty-five years they nurtured him, the couple searched the Great Wilderness for rare Spiritual Objects, from Tier Four "Seven-Colored Lotus Dew" to Tier Four "Phoenix Blood Spirit Fruit"... each worth cities of gold.
Even for the Peng Demon Emperor and his wife, who were Tier Four Demon Emperors, it was a significant expense. If these Spiritual Objects were converted into resources, even selling Emotionless Daoist and the entire Path of Emotion Destruction wouldn’t be enough to buy them.
After he was born, this protection only intensified!
Whenever he wanted to eat Spirit Fruit, someone would immediately fetch it from the Treasure Vault; when he wanted to cultivate, Peng Demon Emperor would personally teach him the Roc Clan Secret Techniques; when he wanted to play, Peacock Emperor would accompany him to famous mountains and rivers in the core areas of the Demon Court...
He had everything he could desire, truly spoiled!
Over the years, through the bloodline inheritance of the Demon Race and the clan’s ancient texts, Chen Sheng finally learned about the descendant who introduced the Chen Clan bloodline to the core of the Demon Court—it was his youngest son, whom he had raised in his third life!
He thought they were separated by life and death, but to his surprise, there was an unexpected joy... This bond transcending reincarnation added another layer of emotional connection to his love for the Peng Demon Emperor and his wife, built on accumulation from a past life.
...
On the platform at the cliff top stood two figures, Peng Demon Emperor in his golden Peng Robe, with handsome features and a light gold gleam at the Peng Bird mark between his brows.
Beside him, Peacock Emperor wore five-colored palace attire, poised and gentle, holding a Jade Disc filled with Spirit Fruit—the very parents who had summoned him.
Soon, Little Golden Roc flew to the top of the Peng Demon Cliff, flapping his wings to land in front of the couple. The Demon Power around him gradually receded, and with a flash of light, he transformed into a young boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old.
He was dressed in a golden brocade robe, his hair gleaming like red gold, and at the center of his brow, the Peng Bird mark and Yin Yang Five Elements Runes faintly appeared. His features inherited the refinement of Peacock Emperor and the majestic air of Peng Demon Emperor—it was the human form of Chen Sheng.
He bowed to the couple, his voice clear: "Father, Mother."
Peng Demon Emperor and Peacock Emperor exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with deep affection—watching their child mature from a mere embryo to a vibrant young man, a pride and gratification beyond words.
In the midst of their love, there was an indescribable trace of reluctance. Peacock Emperor even discreetly raised a hand to rub her eyes, as if to conceal her emotions.
Ultimately, Peng Demon Emperor gave a light cough, purposely putting on a stern face, trying to sound serious:
"Huan’er, just now your great-grandfather sent a telepathic message, asking you to go to Golden Feather Peak tomorrow and stay by his side for cultivation."
Peacock Emperor also put away her reluctance and stepped forward, gently stroking Chen Sheng’s hair, her voice tender:
"Huan’er, your great-grandfather is the only Demon Venerable in the Great Wilderness Demon Court. Having him personally guide you is an opportunity that many Demon Emperors can only dream of—over the years, aside from your aunt (the Eldest Princess), no other junior in the clan has had this fortune."
As she spoke, she handed the Jade Disc in her hands to Chen Sheng. "These are your favorite ’Crystal Cold Fruits,’ take them with you on the road."
Seeing the reluctance and anticipation in his parents’ eyes, Chen Sheng felt the warmth of their love, nodded obediently:
"I understand. I will not disappoint Great-Grandfather and my parents. At Golden Feather Peak, I will cultivate diligently and strive to become a Demon Emperor soon."
Peng Demon Emperor, seeing him so understanding, couldn’t help but soften his stern face, raising a hand to pat his shoulder:
"Good! As expected from my child, the son of the Peng Demon Emperor! Tomorrow, I will personally take you to Golden Feather Peak and tell you about your great-grandfather’s cultivation stories on the way."
"Yes!"
...
The following morning, Golden Feather Peak of the Great Wilderness Demon Court was bathed in golden sunlight.
At the summit stood an extraordinarily magnificent palace—the entire palace was crafted from Yin Yang Golden Essence, with the eaves adorned with the carvings of a Golden Roc Illusion, and the roof inlaid with dozens of fist-sized Seven-Colored Spirit Beads, making the palace appear like an Illusion Realm.
On either side of the palace gates, two towering Golden Roc statues stood, their forms surrounded by a faint Dao Rhyme, as if ready to soar into the sky at any moment.
"Come in!"
A voice suddenly sounded outside the hall, without any deliberate effort, yet it resonated like the harmony of heaven and earth, echoing in the ears of Chen Sheng and the Peng Demon Emperor, carrying an awe-inspiring majesty.
The Peng Demon Emperor took a deep breath, adjusted the golden Peng Robe on his body, and walked slowly into the palace with Chen Sheng.
Inside the palace, it was even more expansive than it appeared from the outside. The floor was paved with bricks made of Golden Pattern Jade, with each brick engraved with different runes.
There were no candles inside the hall, but it was illuminated by a floating golden orb in the center, surrounded by black and white streams of air, the embodiment of the Yin Yang Dao Principle.
Beneath the orb, an elder dressed in a Yin Yang Daoist Robe sat cross-legged on a Jade Couch; it was none other than the Golden Feather Demon Venerable.
Dao Rhyme flowed around him, with black and white currents slowly intertwining beside him, sometimes transforming into a Peng Bird spreading its wings, sometimes into Yin-Yang Twin Fish, as if the place he occupied was the center of the universe.
Chen Sheng’s gaze landed on him and could no longer be averted—the attraction stemming from the Dao Principle was too powerful, as if it was drawing his consciousness into it.
The Peng Demon Emperor hurriedly stepped forward, bowed respectfully to the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, and said respectfully:
"Grandson greets Grandfather!"
But as soon as he bent over, he noticed Chen Sheng standing beside him with a "stunned" expression, his eyes fixed on the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, forgetting even to salute.
He became anxious at once—being disrespectful before the Demon Venerable was a grave offense! He instinctively raised his hand to pull Chen Sheng, intending to remind him to salute, even calculating in his mind how to explain to his grandfather.
Just then, the Golden Feather Demon Venerable slowly raised his hand, his sleeve gently waving, and a faint black Yin Yang Power suddenly flew out from his sleeve, like two invisible large hands, enveloping the Peng Demon Emperor in one sweep.
A ripple appeared in the void, like the surface of the water being broken, and the next moment, the figure of the Peng Demon Emperor vanished from the palace, leaving behind a remnant shadow that was flung away.
Almost simultaneously, a telepathic voice filled with frustration sounded in the mind of the Peng Demon Emperor:
"Scram! Huan’Er will stay with me! It’s rare to have such a well-behaved child, and it’s only a matter of time before you two spoil him rotten!"
The Peng Demon Emperor, flung thousands of miles away, staggered to land on a cloud, but his heart secretly relaxed—his grandfather’s willingness to keep Huan’Er meant he was pleased with the child.
Upon hearing those words, he couldn’t help but twitch his lips, feeling full of discontent in his heart. He only had one child, incredibly talented, obedient, and clever; what’s wrong with doting on him a bit?
Others wouldn’t even have the chance to spoil him!
Yet the little devil of a Peng Demon Emperor could not dare to refute in the face of the great devil that was the Golden Feather Demon Venerable. Only able to lift his head, twist his neck, and fly toward Peng Demon Cliff with his head held high,
Within the palace, the gaze of the Golden Feather Demon Venerable returned to Chen Sheng, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes as he nodded inwardly:
"Such great character, such great comprehension!"
He was well aware of the bloodline traits of the Golden-winged Roc Race—their bloodline was immensely domineering, filled with a ferocious nature that devours heaven and earth, often making it difficult for the newborn’s will to resist the force of the bloodline, easily swayed by its ferocity, resulting in extremely ferocious characters.
Just like the Peng Demon Emperor, when young, his bloodline’s ferocity erupted, and he swallowed tens of thousands of Demon Snakes, causing the Myriad Snake Emperor to personally go to the Demon Court to plead, until he achieved the rank of Demon Emperor, only then did his nature gradually become restrained.
But the "Peng Huan" before him was able to maintain clarity under the pressure of his Dao Rhyme, even actively comprehending the Dao Principle. Such extraordinary character, unaffected by the bloodline’s ferocity, was extremely rare in the history of the Golden-winged Roc Race.
The last one who could overcome the influence of the bloodline and reach such heights was himself—back then, it was also by relying on this character that he managed the transformation of the Primordial Spirit, ultimately breaking through to the realm of Demon Venerable.
For this character alone, he was willing to impart everything, not to mention that this child also carries the rare Half-Saint bloodline, with limitless future achievements.
Thinking of this, the Golden Feather Demon Venerable’s heart stirred, and the Dao Rhyme around him suddenly became more intense.
The black and white Yin Yang Power spread from his being, unfurling slowly within the palace—the black Yin Power transformed into a myriad of stars, representing void and annihilation, while the white Yang Power formed a blazing sun, representing vitality and explosion.
Amidst the interweaving Yin Yang Power, countless tiny Dao Runes flowed, each rune containing profound mysteries, as if the entire Yin and Yang Great Dao had been condensed into this palace.
A faint smile appeared on his lips, his voice gentle yet filled with expectation:
"I am eager to see how much you can comprehend from my Dao Principle."
Chen Sheng snapped back from his "stupor"—he wasn’t being disrespectful earlier, but was involuntarily drawn by the Dao Rhyme surrounding the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, subconsciously beginning to comprehend.
Now, feeling the Dao Principle unfolded by the Demon Venerable, his heart surged with excitement, quickly bowing deeply to the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, speaking with respect:
"Thank you, Great Ancestor, for your guidance!"
After speaking, he sat cross-legged on the bricks, closed his eyes, and concentrated on comprehending the surrounding Yin Yang Dao Rhyme.
In the palace, the golden orb continued to hover, the Yin Yang Power flowing gently, as the Golden Feather Demon Venerable sat on the Jade Couch, gazing at Chen Sheng below with gentle eyes.
Meanwhile, Chen Sheng’s consciousness had already submerged into the world of Yin Yang Dao Rhyme, beginning to explore his own path of Yin and Yang.
His bloodline talent was top-tier, possessing the power of the Five Elements and Yin Yang, and his comprehension of the power of the Five Elements surpassed that of his past life’s Five Elements Celestial Grade Spiritual Root.
However, his talent for Yin Yang exceeded even the Five Elements, and at this moment, comprehending the Yin Yang Dao Rhyme was as smooth as a fish in water, this was also the hidden benefit attached to the [Yin Yang Divine Soul].
