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Chapter 303 - 303 287 Nine Spirits Primordial Saint_1

303: Chapter 287: Nine Spirits Primordial Saint_1 303: Chapter 287: Nine Spirits Primordial Saint_1 The next morning.

Lu Chuan woke up in a daze, feeling sore all over, his strength drained, and the rotation speed of his Birth Sign Golden Core had slowed down significantly.

A look of confusion appeared on his face, for he should have mostly recovered after a night’s sleep, so why was he feeling even more exhausted now?

The next second, he noticed that the room he was in was filled with a demonic aura so intense that had he not been certain of his humanity, he would have thought he’d been transformed into a demon in his sleep.

“What’s going on?”

Lu Chuan felt the demonic aura around him with puzzlement and was surprised to find that it was emanating from his own body.

“Have I truly become a demon?” He quickly checked his body and, after confirming he was still a normal human, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterward, he discovered that the source of the demonic aura was the Demon Suppression Pagoda in his Dantian releasing it.

He tried to sense the Demon Suppression Pagoda, wanting to check on its condition, but as soon as the thought occurred to him, he instinctively felt a sense of trepidation.

“The Demon Suppression Pagoda…

seems different from before.”

Lu Chuan frowned and cautiously probed with his Divine Sense, and soon he found that he could now enter the space within the tower that he had never been able to access before.

With a thought, his Divine Sense instantly entered the first level of the Demon Suppression Pagoda.

It was somewhat spacious, resembling a hall, surrounded by wooden structures, with the only visible feature being the staircase leading to the second floor, emanating an ancient aura.

There was a door on the side of the hall.

That door was inscribed with complex spell inscriptions, and just by glancing at it, Lu Chuan felt a headache so intense it seemed his head might explode.

“Such a horrifying seal!”

Lu Chuan inhaled sharply, recalling that the introduction to the Demon Suppression Pagoda mentioned that many fearsome demons were sealed within.

If he wasn’t mistaken, behind that door there should be a terrifying demon.

At that moment, Lu Chuan suddenly noticed two inconspicuous spell inscriptions on the door that had developed cracks.

And the room’s pervasive demonic aura was escaping through these tiny cracks.

After noticing the two cracks, Lu Chuan’s heartbeat suddenly quickened, and an unprecedented sense of crisis crept over him.

He couldn’t help but swallow nervously, realizing that whatever was behind the door was not simple; just the mere whiff of its aura had triggered such an exaggerated warning response in him.

If the thing locked inside was to be released, he feared a simple breath from it could scatter his soul.

“Calm down, calm down, this is the Demon Suppression Pagoda; no matter how terrifying the thing inside is, it’s sealed.

If they could really come out, they would have long since done so,” Lu Chuan reassured himself.

The Demon Suppression Pagoda was a Divine Artifact; naturally, its seals wouldn’t be so easily broken.

“But why would there be cracks on two of the spell inscriptions on this door?” He reached towards the two cracks with some curiosity, wanting to find out more.

“Do you want to die?” Just then, an ethereal voice called out.

Lu Chuan was so startled that his hair stood on end, and he quickly retreated backward, looking around nervously, and exclaimed, “Who’s there!”

“You can think of me as the Tower Spirit of the Demon Suppression Pagoda,” the ethereal voice sounded again.

Lu Chuan’s face was full of surprise; he had not expected the Demon Suppression Pagoda to have a Tower Spirit, but after considering it was a Divine Artifact, it seemed less strange.

He hastily asked, “Why are the spell inscriptions on this door broken?”

The Tower Spirit answered, “The place you currently are is thick with demonic aura.

Last night, the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint, sealed on the first floor, took the opportunity to absorb the surrounding demonic power, assault the seal, and destroy these two spell inscriptions.”

“I awoke as a result and noticed that nature’s spiritual energy is thin here, and the original strength is weak, leading the pagoda’s seals to weaken.

Otherwise, the bit of demonic power absorbed by the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint would not have been enough to damage the seals on the door.”

“Now I have suppressed the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint again; it has fallen into a deep sleep and won’t wake up for the time being.”

“But my current strength can only make it sleep for half a month.

After that, when it awakes, it will surely seize the chance to strike at the weakest part of the seal.”

“Even though it will take it over a hundred years to completely destroy the seal and break free with its own strength, the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint is an ancient demon, and even if it takes a long time to break the seal, it can still affect the outside world through the cracks in the seal.

For instance, if these two cracks expand a bit more, the breath released by the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint could instantly annihilate weak and pitiful you.”

“And once the Demon Suppression Pagoda loses its master, it’s only a matter of time before the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint breaks through the seal, at which point this space will become a living hell, no different from doomsday.”

Listening to the Tower Spirit’s narration, Lu Chuan felt goosebumps sprouting all over.

The Nine Spirits Primordial Saint, just hearing the name alone indicated it was not something to be trifled with.

What mattered most was that just the aura it casually released could kill him, which was truly terrifying.

He could still live well now, not because the breath of the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint wasn’t intense enough but because the gap in the seal was so small.

If this gap were any larger, he would have been long dead!

But at the end of the day, he was the master of the Demon Suppression Pagoda.

How could the Tower Spirit show no respect, calling him weak and pitiful?

What did that mean?

“What should I do now?

Am I just supposed to wait for death?” Lu Chuan hurriedly asked.

The Tower Spirit said, “I will now teach you a seal technique, to see if you can repair the cracks in the spell inscriptions.”

A ray of light shot out, and suddenly, Lu Chuan felt new information filling his mind.

He immediately began to form seals with his hands as instructed by the technique, trying to repair the cracks in the spell inscriptions.

But halfway through the sealing process, he met with great resistance and could no longer proceed.

“This technique is too difficult; I can’t complete the seal.” Lu Chuan’s forehead was covered in cold sweat as he gasped for air.

“Golden Core 2nd Cycle…

You are too weak.

This seal technique requires at least the strength of a Golden Core 7th Cycle to perform, and although your Golden Core is extraordinary, you still need to reach the realm of the Golden Core 4th Cycle to possibly succeed in performing the technique and repairing the crack,” the Tower Spirit said coolly.

You could put it a bit more gently, considering my strength is already top-notch in the current environment!

Lu Chuan complained inwardly but said, “So, I must reach the Golden Core 4th Cycle within half a month?”

“That’s correct, although you are the weakest person to ever own the Demon Suppression Pagoda, I have no choice but to place my hopes on you.

You must reach the Golden Core 4th Cycle within half a month; otherwise, not only will you die, but this entire space will be destroyed by the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint,” the Tower Spirit said bluntly.

Lu Chuan couldn’t help but laugh and cry in his heart, thinking, Aren’t I your master?

Shouldn’t you give me some face?

He didn’t take it to heart and said with a smile, “It’s alright, I recently got a Fire Spirit Fruit.

Eating this fruit should allow me to break through two realms in succession, just enough to repair the crack.”

Then he sensed the storage space at the top floor of the Demon Suppression Pagoda and immediately showed a face full of astonishment: “Where’s my Fire Spirit Fruit?”

In the storage space, not only was the Fire Spirit Fruit gone, but all the medicinal herbs, including the two-hundred-year medicinal herb, were missing!

At this moment, the Tower Spirit’s somewhat guilty voice sounded: “Ahem… About that.

I just woke up, weak in power.

To keep the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint asleep, I used everything in the storage space that could provide strength.”