Fantasy: The ancestor is too steady, Luo Hou blesses at the beginning
Chapter 3 - Unfathomable Depths! Junior Brother Chu Tian Is No Ordinary Man!

Chapter 3  Unfathomable Depths! Junior Brother Chu Tian Is No Ordinary Man!

“You old geezers are getting more and more unruly! If you dare speak disrespectfully to this Palace Master again, I’ll have the palace rules serve you a lesson!”

At this moment, Duanmu Yan stood with her hands behind her back, her beautiful face slightly cold. She swept her gaze over the five palace masters who had just been quarreling with her. Her tone was stern and carried a sense of authority.

The five of them dared not speak another word, their hearts already brimming with joy at having received a whole jin of the Demonic Ancestor’s Sacred Heart Grass.

“Hmph!”

“You may all return to your palaces. I have matters to discuss with the Master of the Palace of Tranquility alone.”

Palace Master Duanmu Yan gave the others a cold glance as she spoke. The Palace of Tranquility Master was the title Chu Tian had inherited after becoming the head of the Palace of Tranquility. Every generation of leaders of the Palace of Tranquility held this same title. The other palaces of Sacred Demon Mountain followed similar conventions.

“Junior Nephew Chu Tian, such a precious and generous gift! I, your senior, shall certainly return the favor another day!”

At this moment, the Palace Master of the Palace of the Lunar Darkness smiled warmly and cupped his hands to Chu Tian in gratitude. The Palace Master of Moonwatch, the Palace Master of the Mysterious Yin, and the Palace Master of Demon Combat all followed suit, clasping their hands in thanks to Chu Tian. The Demonic Ancestor’s Sacred Heart Grass was simply too important for their cultivation!

After expressing their thanks, the palace masters turned and departed. A short while later, when they had walked some distance away, the Palace Master of Moonwatch, Xu Yanhong, furrowed her elegant brows, a look of puzzlement appearing on her beautiful face.

“Did you all sense the aura of the Palace of Tranquility Master? I couldn’t see through it at all!” Xu Yanhong glanced at the others and asked in a low voice.

“Our mysterious Junior Brother Chu Tian must be hiding a great deal of his true strength!!” The Palace Master of Demon Combat nodded solemnly.

To become a palace master of Sacred Demon Mountain, one must at least be at the early stage of the Heavenly Evolution Realm!

Chu Tian had only assumed the position of Palace of Tranquility Master twenty-five years ago. Since then, his cultivation had only “seemingly” advanced to the early stage of the Heavenly Evolution Realm — just enough to satisfy expectations.

The Palace Master of Lunar Darkness wore a faint smile and rubbed his lower abdomen. He seemed to be sensing the aura of the Sacred Heart Grass within his dantian and chuckled.

“This Junior Nephew’s strength might just rival that of his father. In any case, don’t go picking fights with him — you won’t win!”

“Most importantly, if we offend him, we’ll be excluded from any future benefits. That would be a serious loss!”

At those words, though the Palace Master of Demon Combat was usually quiet, he nodded in firm agreement. Chu Tian’s father, named Chu Yuan, had been the previous Palace Master of the Palace of Tranquility.

He was known for being cunning, secretive, and fond of hiding his true strength — a classic “wolf in sheep’s clothing.”

Last time Chu Yuan fought the Palace Master of Demon Combat — despite appearing to have the same level of cultivation — he thoroughly dominated him.

In that battle, Chu Yuan unleashed power so terrifying it left the Palace Master of Demon Combat shaken to his core.

“This Junior Brother Chu Tian isn’t even a hundred years old yet, and he already has such strength and depth… sigh… how are the rest of us supposed to live like this?”

The beautiful and elegant Palace Master of Moonwatch gave a wry smile as she spoke. However, the Palace Lords remained calm in demeanor. No matter how powerful Chu Tian of the Palace of Freedom was, he was still a Palace Lord of the Sacred Demon Mountain. He was one of their own—nothing to worry about!

…

At this moment, in the Palace of Freedom. Chu Tian had invited the Grand Palace Lord, Duanmu Yan, inside. The two sat across from each other at a table made of top-grade spiritual wood, sipping tea.

This tea was what Chu Tian usually drank like water—it was brewed with the Saint-Heart Herb of the Demon Ancestor. Drinking it could increase one’s cultivation by several years. Such a heaven-defying effect was, in Chu Tian’s eyes, quite ordinary and unremarkable.

At this moment, the Grand Palace Lord, Duanmu Yan, was savoring the tea with great care.

“Chu Tian, what was that terrifying divine pressure just now?”

Feeling the joy of her cultivation power increasing, she suddenly looked at Chu Tian and asked.

“Just stepped into the Emperor Sovereign Realm, couldn’t suppress it. My apologies…”

Chu Tian gave a faint smile, took a light sip of tea, and replied casually.

“Sigh… This is too much!”

The Grand Palace Lord gently touched her flawless, jade-like forehead and smiled helplessly.

Her smile was breathtakingly beautiful, naturally charming, causing Chu Tian to hurriedly look away, unwilling to keep looking. In his heart, he cursed silently.

Enchantress!

After hearing the three words “Emperor Sovereign Realm” from Chu Tian, the shock in Duanmu Yan’s heart was unimaginable. One must know that in the current era, the cultivation world hadn’t seen a single Emperor Sovereign in tens of thousands of years.

It had been a full thirty thousand years since the Emperor Sovereign of Yanhuang passed away. The laws of the Emperor’s Path could suppress all realms and overshadow the very laws of this world!

They posed countless restrictions, making it impossible for any other martial cultivator to attain the position of Emperor Sovereign. The next appearance of an Emperor Sovereign was predicted to be at least a hundred thousand years away—if it even happened at all!

Even then, the chance of someone attaining the realm was still minuscule. Since the fall of the Yanhuang Emperor, the suppression from the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth had grown even more terrifying.

In today’s Yanhuang Realm, even a single Saint Sovereign was hard to find. The suppressive force of the heavenly laws was just too overwhelming!

Chu Tian had cultivated for less than a hundred years—how could he possibly have reached the Emperor Sovereign Realm?

Even reaching the early stage of the Tianyan Realm in under a hundred years would have already marked him as a peerless genius. Knowing that Duanmu Yan would find it hard to believe, Chu Tian didn’t want to explain further—after all, there was plenty of time in the future.

“Oh, right, Chu Tian. Three days ago, your mother sent a message back. She asked me to pass something on to you.”

The stunning Grand Palace Lord stopped asking further and, as if remembering something, raised her elegant brows and said.