I made up the mythical age
Chapter 10 - A Dao Foundation Comparable to an Ancient Emperor!

Chapter 10 A Dao Foundation Comparable to an Ancient Emperor!

Yan Fei was stunned at first, then exclaimed in astonishment, “What did you say? You saw scenes from the Mythical Era?”

“Yes,” Xiao Yueying nodded. “This drop of Golden Crow essence blood contains fragments of memory. From them, I learned the identity of its original owner and gained insight into the era he lived in.”

She spoke slowly and carefully, choosing her words.

“The identity of the Golden Crow essence blood’s owner? That would be a powerhouse from the Archaic Era! What exactly did you see?”

Yan Fei could no longer remain composed. Xiao Yueying didn’t hide anything. She truthfully recounted everything she had seen in the memories.

The bond between her and Yan Fei ran deep. To her, Yan Fei was more than just a teacher—she was like a mother. So she held nothing back.

After hearing everything, Yan Fei remained silent for a long time. Even with her unshakable heart and mind, she couldn’t help but be visibly shaken by the secrets Xiao Yueying revealed about the Archaic Era.

It turned out that in the distant Archaic Era, there once existed a Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, which stood high above in the Thirty-Three Heavens, ruling over all demons and commanding all under heaven.

And the owner of the Golden Crow essence blood was none other than the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crows, a direct descendant of that court. His father was the very founder of the Demon Race’s Heavenly Court—the Demon Emperor Dijun!

The long-lost Mythical Era, which had remained silent and unseen for 250,000 years, finally unveiled a sliver of its veil before Yan Fei’s eyes.

Although this was merely a fragment from the Archaic Era, it still deeply shook Yan Fei’s heart.

“Yueying, besides the memory images, did you gain anything else?”

Yan Fei continued to ask.

Xiao Yueying replied, “I have already refined that drop of Golden Crow essence blood into my body, obtaining the royal Golden Crow bloodline—comparable to an unrivaled royal physique. I also received a cultivation technique called Golden Crow Sacred Flame Art.”

After speaking, she passed the core technique of Golden Crow Sacred Flame Art to Yan Fei. Yan Fei quickly skimmed through it and couldn’t help but marvel.

“What an overbearing demon technique. It can actually forge an Eternal, Indestructible Foundation and even cultivate the Golden Core Dao. I fear even the imperial-level secret arts passed down in the Holy Lands of the Central State can’t compare. Unfortunately, it only includes the cultivation methods for the first three realms and can only be practiced by those with Golden Crow blood.”

The quality of one’s Dao Foundation is extremely important for a cultivator. The higher its grade, the deeper the foundation, and the smoother and broader the path of cultivation in the future.

As for the quality of one’s Golden Core, it was even more critical—Gray Core, Blue Core, Red Core, and Purple Core—each divided into nine grades. Even within the same Purple Core rank, a difference of just one grade could lead to vastly different futures.

In the Central State’s Holy Lands, that one-grade difference could mean the gap between an inner sect disciple and a true disciple. Not to mention the Golden Core Dao, which is ten or even a hundred times more powerful than a first-grade Purple Core.

Yan Fei came from a powerful background and possessed many strong techniques, but none could compare to Golden Crow Sacred Flame Art.

“Teacher, you know about the Eternal Dao Foundation and the Golden Core Dao? I’ve never even heard of them before,”

Xiao Yueying asked, a bit puzzled.

Yan Fei said, “It’s not surprising that you don’t know. Compared to the Central State, the Eastern Wasteland’s cultivation world is truly insignificant. Many aspects of cultivation knowledge here are incomplete.”

Xiao Yueying thought to herself, As expected, Master is a powerful figure from the Central State.

She couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Are there really people in the Central State who can establish an Eternal Dao Foundation and cultivate the Golden Core Dao?”

Yan Fei replied, “Even in the Central State, the Eternal Dao Foundation and the Golden Core Dao only exist in legends. It’s said that only a few great emperors from the Ancient Era truly achieved it. And those emperors were all peerless geniuses, astonishing talents who created immortal sacred lands.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yueying felt a surge of excitement. In a span of 250,000 years, only a handful of great emperors from the Ancient Era had succeeded in establishing an Eternal Dao Foundation and cultivating the Golden Core Dao.

Yet now, she had already formed an indestructible Eternal Dao Foundation, and achieving the Golden Core Dao was only a matter of time. And all of this came from refining just a single drop of Golden Crow essence blood. This was the true legacy of the Mythical Era!

It was only at this moment that Xiao Yueying truly realized how powerful the opportunity she had gained was. What seemed like just a single drop of essence blood had actually given her a Dao Foundation on par with the ancient great emperors!

Yan Fei herself hadn’t expected that a disciple she chose so casually would possess such profound fortune. She had merely wandered through the Boundless Mountain Range and stumbled upon a mythical secret realm.

The Boundless Mountain Range had likely been traversed countless times over the past 250,000 years, yet only Xiao Yueying had discovered the mythical secret realm. Her luck was truly defying the heavens!

But Yan Fei was mentally disciplined. She quickly calmed down and instructed, “Yueying, search carefully again and see if there are any other treasures in the secret realm.”

Xiao Yueying nodded in response.

The Golden Crow Secret Realm wasn’t very large—only a few thousand meters in length and width. Even with flames and lava obstructing the way, Xiao Yueying quickly finished her investigation and finally stopped in front of a crimson light gate at the deepest part of the secret realm.

This light gate was incredibly mystical, inscribed with complex Dao patterns that made one feel dizzy just looking at them.

Xiao Yueying placed her hand on it and softly said, “Teacher, I can sense a pulse of life coming from this door. There may be another world beyond it.”

“If I’m not mistaken, this secret realm has more than one layer.”

Beside her, a phantom figure slowly manifested.

Vaguely visible was a graceful and stunningly beautiful woman. Her long black hair was as thick as clouds, adorned with a nine-phoenix hairpin. She wore a fiery red cheongsam, blooming like a red lotus—peerlessly elegant and magnificent.