Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 257: Agree to Him

Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Agree to Him

Achieving a Ninth-grade Golden Core is as difficult as climbing to heaven!

The Devouring Spirit Demon Venerable, who once dominated the universe, only managed to compress his Golden Core to Eighth-grade before being unable to progress further. This shows just how arduous compressing the Golden Core truly is!

"Phew! Seventh-grade now?"

No one knows how much time had passed when Yang Tian slowly opened his mouth and inhaled all the mist within the villa. The black radiance on his abdomen gradually faded, and his lips curled into a faint smile.

Yang Tian couldn’t help but rejoice—his Golden Core had only been at the initial Third-grade stage before.

However, after absorbing and completely digesting the energy from the eight Divine Thoughts of Orochi, Yang Tian not only broke through to the Golden Core Middle Stage but also made remarkable progress in compressing his Golden Core.

Astonishingly, he climbed four grades in one go, reaching Seventh-grade Golden Core!

This wasn’t just an immense increase in power but also a solid foundation for his continued cultivation along the Tao!

Still, Yang Tian felt a pang of dissatisfaction.

Because at the final stages of his cultivation session earlier, he had clearly sensed that he could further enhance and compress his Golden Core. But due to insufficient Devil Essence, he was forced to halt his practice.

"If I had enough Devil Essence, could I directly ascend to the Golden Core Late Stage and glimpse the Nascent Soul Realm?" Yang Tian murmured wistfully to himself.

At that moment, Akita Junko—or rather, the Enchanting Demon, who had sensed Yang Tian finishing his cultivation—slowly pushed the door open and said, "Master, I have the information you need!"

"Oh? Let’s hear it!"

Yang Tian immediately furrowed his brows slightly and asked.

"Here’s what happened..."

The Enchanting Demon began to explain a recent buzz across Southeast Asia involving a challenge issued by Uekizawa Shou.

After hearing the Enchanting Demon’s words, Yang Tian’s curiosity was piqued. "Uekizawa Shou? How does he have the guts to challenge me? Could it be..."

As he spoke, Yang Tian cast a sharp glance at the Enchanting Demon.

The latter promptly nodded. "Master, your assumptions are correct. Uekizawa Shou has likely used Akita Junko’s blood to become a vessel for Orochi. In other words, Uekizawa Shou is now a Divine-level Expert!"

"A vessel for Orochi, a Divine-level Expert, huh? Haha, after all this time, it’s finally here!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Tian couldn’t help but chuckle.

For others, this news might provoke shock, curiosity, or worry.

But for Yang Tian, it stirred only pure excitement!

Because someone had come to deliver Devil Essence for his cultivation!

It must be noted that everything Yang Tian needed to accomplish in Japan had already been wrapped up!

He had crushed the Akita Family, seized the energy of Orochi’s eight Divine Thoughts, erased Akita Junko’s consciousness, and transformed her into the Enchanting Demon.

The reason Yang Tian remained in Japan was solely for Orochi—or, to be precise—for Orochi’s god-level energy!

Observing Yang Tian’s smile, the Enchanting Demon immediately asked, "Master, should we respond to Uekizawa Shou’s challenge right away? If so, I can leverage Akita Junko’s network to spread the news!"

"Respond to the challenge? Haha, of course not!" Yang Tian replied with a grin.

"Not?"

The Enchanting Demon instantly showed a puzzled expression.

As a new consciousness created by Yang Tian, she was wholly and unwaveringly loyal to him, and she knew Yang Tian had been staying in Japan precisely because of this matter.

But now that Orochi’s true form had appeared, why didn’t Yang Tian choose to accept the challenge?

What was his reasoning?

Yang Tian remarked, "Do they think I’ll agree to their challenge without any concrete promises? They’re probably worried I might leave Japan, aren’t they?"

"Then, what is Master’s intention?"

"Since they want to fight, they must first transfer all the Divine Spirit Sect’s assets to me!" Yang Tian narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"What? That guy is demanding all of the Divine Spirit Sect’s assets?"

That afternoon, inside Ruyun Shrine.

Miyamoto Sword Saint, Makura Daisuke, and Yuanfei Sect Master discussed the news spread by the Enchanting Demon.

"What audacity! Who does he think he is?" Miyamoto Sword Saint snorted coldly.

However, neither Yuanfei Sect nor Makura Daisuke responded to him, both deep in thought.

Seeing their reaction, Miyamoto Sword Saint asked irritably, "What are you both considering? Are you planning to agree to his terms?"

"Agreeing isn’t necessarily a bad idea!"

Yuanfei Sect Master stroked his chin and said, "This time, Orochi will personally take action during the challenge. That person will undoubtedly perish! So even if we agree, it’s merely temporary leverage over the sect’s assets."

"That might be true! But don’t your reports also suggest that this Yang character is deeply absorbed in Martial Arts? Why, then, would he make such a demand? Isn’t there something suspicious about this?" Miyamoto Sword Saint retorted angrily.

"You’re not wrong! Yang is indeed devoted to Martial Arts. But precisely because of this, I feel his demand is reasonable!" Yuanfei Sect Master argued.

"Reasonable? You..."

The hot-tempered Miyamoto Sword Saint was about to explode in anger when Makura Daisuke raised a hand to stop him, turning his gaze to Yuanfei Sect Master. "Yuanfei-kun, may I ask why you consider this demand reasonable?"

"It’s simple! Although this man is dedicated to Martial Arts, he isn’t a lone wolf! He has parents and a clan! Furthermore, he’s up against Uekizawa Shou, who has publicly ascended to Divine-level. So, this demand might be his way of planning ahead!" Yuanfei Sect Master explained.

"Planning ahead?"

Makura Daisuke pondered deeply over Yuanfei Sect Master’s words for a moment before saying, "You mean when faced with even a newly ascended Divine-level expert, Yang might lack absolute confidence in victory—and this is his way of ensuring a fallback for his clan and parents if he falls in battle?"

"Exactly! That must be the case!" Yuanfei Sect Master replied confidently.

Upon hearing Yuanfei Sect Master’s reasoning, Miyamoto Sword Saint slowly let his anger dissipate, then turned to Makura Daisuke.

Since it was the Divine Spirit Sect’s assets that Yang demanded, the decision naturally rested with Makura Daisuke, the sect’s Great Spirit Master.

After a long silence, Makura Daisuke finally spoke. "Alright! We’ll agree!"

"Master, all the Divine Spirit Sect’s assets have been transferred to your name as of today!"

A week later, at the foot of Mount Fuji in Japan.

Yang Tian stood with keen interest, gazing up at the renowned snowless mountain, while the Enchanting Demon respectfully reported the Divine Spirit Sect’s asset transfer beside him.

Of course, this wasn’t just idle curiosity on Yang Tian’s part; the summit of Mount Fuji was the designated site for his battle with Uekizawa Shou!

By the time Yang Tian arrived, the area was already filled with cultivators from Southeast Asia and across the world.

After all, this was the first known battle involving a Divine-level expert. Whether it was Uekizawa Shou, the publicly recognized Divine-level expert, or Yang Tian, the rumored godlike powerhouse, their confrontation was bound to trigger a frenzy within the international Cultivation World.

Moreover, the gathering of so many cultivators—including Innate Experts—drew massive attention from Japanese authorities as well.

In recent days, almost all of Japan’s Guardian Force had stationed itself halfway up the mountain, sealing access to the summit!

Beyond the cultivators attending to watch the battle, regular civilians were strictly prohibited from entering the area!

"So all their assets have been transferred to me, huh? It seems the Divine Spirit Sect still knows how to keep its word!"

As Yang Tian ascended the mountain and listened to the Enchanting Demon’s report, he smiled faintly.

But his tone carried a subtle hint of mockery.