Swallowed Star 2: Origin Continent-Chapter 202: Part Five – The Blackfire Demon Lord’s Scheme

Among the members of the Wheel Reincarnation Pavilion, the most active in the current operations were Emperor Guixu, Divine King Wuxin, Luo Feng, and Divine King Yuntian. Divine King Yuntian, having only one true body and being the weakest among them, did not dare to venture into places that were too dangerous.

Over the course of the long years that followed, Guixu, Wuxin, and Luo Feng carried out operation after operation. Divine King Yuntian only joined when he was relatively confident. King Tiandu, Master Great Freedom, and the Blackfire Demon Lord only participated on occasion.

As for the most powerful figures in the entire Wheel Reincarnation Pavilion—Queen Fengdu and the Great Earth Divine King—it was a rare event even when they convened a team.

Through these repeated missions, Luo Feng also grew increasingly familiar with the members of the Wheel Reincarnation Pavilion.

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Huyang City, headquarters of the Blade River Sect.

“Senior Brother Xinyu.”

“Senior Brother Xinyu.”

Whenever the disciples of the Blade River Sect saw a young man in blue robes, they respectfully called out to him. This blue-robed youth carried a blade on his back, with a wind chime hanging from the hilt. As the wind blew, the chime emitted a crisp sound.

Since the founding of the Blade River Sect, its founding master Divine King Luo He had taken on only one personal disciple—this very Senior Brother Xinyu! Senior Brother Xinyu had become one of the two personal disciples under Divine King Luo He.

In terms of reputation and authority, Senior Brother Xinyu far surpassed the so-called “Senior Brother Moyu Qingyan,” for when it came to talent, Xinyu was far more dazzling.

“Elder Morosa.” Xinyu spotted a figure exuding a powerful aura and immediately greeted him with respect. The Blade River Sect had two elders—Elder Yuan and Elder Morosa—who usually managed the sect’s affairs.

“Xinyu, how was your experience out adventuring this time?” Morosa looked at the young man before him with mixed feelings.

“I have accumulated enough and returned to prepare for breaking through to the Chaos Realm,” Xinyu respectfully replied.

Morosa nodded slightly, pleased. “With your accumulation, it’s indeed about time! Hurry and break through—once you do, you’ll be the first Chaos Realm disciple since the Blade River Sect was founded.”

“Yes,” Xinyu answered respectfully and departed.

Morosa watched Xinyu’s retreating figure.

“The difference is too great… far too great,” Morosa murmured internally. “My poor Qingyan can’t even compare!”

Xinyu was the brightest, most talented genius among the many elites of the surrounding hundred Chaos States. Even Luo Feng was quite satisfied with him, personally choosing him as his second disciple! In terms of talent, he was even stronger than the former Divine Lord of Bloodcloud.

“Qingyan works hard too, and I’ve done everything I can to help him. But even with the bloodline path, he’s still far from breaking through,” Morosa shook his head. “Yet this Xinyu, born in a humble tribe, managed to cultivate the Infinite Divine Body! He walked the path of laws… and now possesses exceptionally deep accumulation, having even grasped many Chaos Realm techniques.”

No matter the comparison, the gap was vast.

Still, Morosa favored Qingyan the most—after all, he had nurtured him step by step from a True God. Back then, at their master’s side, there was only one servant and one disciple.

“I’m not skilled in cultivation myself—does that mean I can’t teach Qingyan either?” Morosa murmured. “Forget it, if I really can’t train Qingyan… then I’ll have to rely on my own strength.”

“The stronger I become, the more stable Qingyan’s position will be.”

“If I can reach the Ultimate Divine King stage, I won’t have to hide anymore. Qingyan… as the personal disciple of an Ultimate Divine King Realm Beast, that title will surely carry weight,” Morosa thought with satisfaction.

After all, Moyu Qingyan had two masters—Master Luo He, and his second master, Morosa!

“But becoming Ultimate Divine King… how long will I have to keep absorbing the power of heaven and earth?” Morosa pondered for a moment and immediately set off to the Guardian Residence to seek out his master.

In a tower at the Guardian Residence, Luo Feng sat high in a black robe.

“Master,” Morosa arrived quickly.

“What brings you running here from the Blade River Sect in such a hurry?” Luo Feng asked with a smile.

“Master, that kid Xinyu has returned from his training and says he’s going to enter seclusion to break through to the Chaos Realm.”

“He certainly has the potential to become a Divine King—reaching the Chaos Realm is just the beginning,” Luo Feng said. Even within the Blade River Sect, no matter how outstanding one performed in internal competitions… at most, they could only become a registered disciple.

Among the many registered disciples, Luo Feng had selected Xinyu as a personal disciple.

Born in obscurity, possessing the Infinite Divine Body, exceptional comprehension, and powerful mental will… in every aspect, he was like a slightly weaker version of Luo Feng himself! In terms of divine body and mental will, it was already hard to find disciples on par with him. Xinyu’s potential was enough for a Divine King.

“That kid’s about to break through, and I still haven’t managed it,” Morosa said to Luo Feng via voice transmission. “Master, the Blade River Sect’s been established for over a hundred eras, and I’ve barely made any progress. If I keep slowly absorbing the power of heaven and earth, when will I ever reach the Second Stage Divine King? When will I become Ultimate Divine King?”

Luo Feng looked at Morosa with a smile, having understood—Morosa wanted some resources too.

“Don’t rush,” Luo Feng said.

“I’m not rushing. It’s just that only by growing stronger can I better support Master,” Morosa replied via transmission.

“There will be good news soon,” Luo Feng said.

Morosa’s eyes lit up. “Master, you mean…”

“It’s just what you’re thinking.” Luo Feng waved his hand. “Alright, go focus on your cultivation! You need to invest more thought into your own training.”

“Understood.” Morosa responded and immediately withdrew.

Cultivation?

He had tried cultivating himself, only to feel completely lost.

It was still most comfortable to lie flat and grow naturally.

“I’ve done everything I can for the ‘Twenty-Four Phases Form Creature’s’ partial corpse,” Luo Feng sighed, a bit exhausted. “Now it’s up to Brother Blackfire.”

Ever since meeting his master, Master Di Chu, more than a hundred eras ago, Luo Feng had been pursuing the partial materials of the ‘Twenty-Four Phases Form Creature.’ He had persistently pushed the matter, but the Ancient Flame Kingdom was inherently weaker in nurturing Primordial Bloodline Creatures. The more powerful the creature, the more strictly it was guarded. Even his master, Master Di Chu, couldn’t obtain partial materials—everything had to follow the kingdom’s regulations.

“Luo He.” Luo Feng suddenly received a message from the Blackfire Demon Lord.

The Blackfire Demon Lord had united a large group of Divine Kings hostile to the Ancient Thunder Kingdom, forming a major force.

If the Life Mother River led by the Master of the Mother River represented the resistance against the Ancient Flame Kingdom...

Then the Gate of Blackfire led by the Blackfire Demon Lord stood against the Ancient Thunder Kingdom. Although its momentum was somewhat weaker than the Life Mother River, the Gate of Blackfire was no easy target. At critical moments, the Blackfire Demon Lord could even call upon the Great Earth Divine King for backup.

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Inside the Wheel Reincarnation Pavilion.

The Blackfire Demon Lord and Luo Feng met.

“Luo He.” The Blackfire Demon Lord had rather handsome features, with flame-like secret markings on his face. Though he led a faction opposed to the Ancient Thunder Kingdom, he warmly befriended many idle Divine Kings and was widely respected.

Luo Feng had once discussed the ‘Twenty-Four Phases Form Creature materials’ during a meeting at the Wheel Reincarnation Pavilion, asking if anyone had a way. The Blackfire Demon Lord had then volunteered to try.

“Brother Blackfire, you called me—does that mean you have news?” Luo Feng asked with pleasant surprise.

“Haha! I told you—when it comes to understanding the royal Divine Kings of the Ancient Thunder Kingdom, I might be second on the Origin Continent, but I doubt anyone would dare claim first,” said the Blackfire Demon Lord with a smile.

He had once served as a guest Divine King during the early days of the Ancient Thunder Kingdom and had already reached the Second Stage Divine King realm at that time. Ambitious, he aimed to become a Monarch.

In terms of contributions... he had rendered countless merits for the Ancient Thunder Kingdom—far exceeding the royal Divine Kings. Yet, simply because he was a guest Divine King, he could never gain the resources to ascend to Monarch.

He endured the frustration for ages, and eventually, at all costs, tried to steal a share of the Monarch-grade Primordial Bloodline. But he failed and had to flee the Ancient Thunder Kingdom.

However, the Blackfire Demon Lord had exceptional social skills. Many Divine Kings within the Ancient Thunder Kingdom were close friends, and many idle Divine Kings also remained on good terms with him. That was one reason the Gate of Blackfire endured to this day.

Even though the Ancient Thunder Kingdom had long placed a bounty on him, many Divine Kings cultivating the Primordial Bloodline still maintained contact with him without concern.

“Your matter is settled!” the Blackfire Demon Lord said with a smile.

Luo Feng’s eyes lit up.

“One ‘Twenty-Four Phases Form’ Primordial Bloodline Creature—about one-tenth of the corpse,” said the Blackfire Demon Lord. “It has been quietly smuggled out. All it takes is a treasure worth three hundred million merit points in exchange. That should be within your range.”

“Brother Blackfire, thank you so much,” Luo Feng said, truly moved.

It had been incredibly difficult!

The Ancient Flame Kingdom demanded a billion merit points—nothing less would do.

Luo Feng had tried visiting guest Divine Kings and royal Divine Kings of the Ancient Thunder Kingdom, but they all wanted much more. He had even approached Divine King Jiayin—she could offer a full Primordial Bloodline for six hundred and fifty million merit points worth of treasure. Whether refined or not, the price remained the same.

As for just a small portion of materials?

The Ancient Thunder Kingdom’s control was also strict. For this level of Primordial Bloodline, even the Monarch’s avatars handled it personally!

Over more than a hundred eras, Luo Feng participated in every operation of the Wheel Reincarnation Pavilion. But even with the madness of Emperor Guixu and the others, on average, they acted only once every ten eras. Luo Feng had accumulated only five hundred million merit points’ worth of treasure in total.

And the Realm Beast Blood Talisman had already consumed a hundred million!

That left Luo Feng with about four hundred million in movable resources.

He had even prepared to wait until he accumulated more merit before planning further.

“Let’s be clear—this is only one-tenth of the corpse. It can’t yield a full Primordial Bloodline,” the Blackfire Demon Lord said. “That was your condition from the start—you only needed a part.”

A full corpse could generally yield three to five full shares of Primordial Bloodline.

“No problem,” Luo Feng replied.

“You don’t need to ask how this one-tenth came to be. For now, I’ll send it to you in Huyang City. We’ll make the trade there,” said the Blackfire Demon Lord.

“Alright.” Luo Feng was deeply grateful.

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In Huyang City, inside the City Lord’s residence.

Luo Feng waited eagerly.

Whoosh!

A figure descended from the void, appearing out of thin air—it was the Blackfire Demon Lord! His handsome face carried a seductive charm, somewhat resembling a Realm Beast in true form.

“Brother Blackfire.” Luo Feng was very thankful—he had schemed for this material for so long.

“One-tenth of the corpse—take a good look.” The Blackfire Demon Lord placed a cloth bag on the table. Luo Feng also set a jade bottle down.

Luo Feng took the bag and examined it.

The bag concealed an inner space, containing a segment of an enormous tail—billions of kilometers long—clearly the remaining tip of a once-whole tail. There was also half a hoof claw, as massive as a mountain, with scale plates layered thick, its flesh imbued with a rich, heavy aura and terrifying will. Alongside it were scattered scales, tendons, bones, blood, and more.

Luo Feng estimated it to be one-tenth of the corpse left after the Primordial Bloodline had been extracted.

“Three hundred million merit points?” The Blackfire Demon Lord held the jade bottle and looked at Luo Feng. “Brother Luo He, you gave too much.”

“Just a little something for Brother Blackfire to buy some wine,” Luo Feng chuckled.

The Blackfire Demon Lord had never asked for any reward, but he had schemed for more than thirty eras to obtain this one-tenth corpse from the tightly guarded Ancient Thunder Kingdom—it surely hadn’t been easy.

Luo Feng gave him twenty or thirty million more merit points. It really wasn’t much.

“Alright then.” The Blackfire Demon Lord smiled. He was willing to help Luo Feng—not for resources, but for his potential! The current Luo Feng had already played a role in treasure land expeditions no less than himself. Once Luo Feng reached the Second Stage Divine King, he might become a being comparable to an Emperor or Monarch.

Faced with such potential, of course the Blackfire Demon Lord would spare no effort in building ties.

Just as he had once done with the Great Earth Divine King.

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