Beastmaster of the Ages

The competition in the Imperial Ninedragon Tomb was interesting, yet uncomplicated. In the face of the blinding light, the four of them rushed toward the Imperialdragon Palace. Just one more passage and they would arrive at their destination. The light was still spreading, proving that they weren’t too late.

“Fortunately, there was all this noise and movement. Otherwise, we would’ve missed it.” At a glance, Tianming saw the black cat sleeping soundly at the entrance of the passage. Despite the thunderous noise and shaking walls, it was out like a light. Tianming had to admire Meow Meow; its sleepiness had reached new heights! Trying to contain his anger, he flew across, stretched out his hand, and flicked its balls.

“Meow!!” A miserable shriek sounded. In the darkness, thunder and lightning flashed and there was a spark of electricity in his hand. In a blink of an eye, several claw marks appeared. Sure enough, it was scratched.

“Who is it? Why have you violated me?”

As soon as Meow Meow was done howling, it immediately noticed Tianming. Filled with horror, it turned around and finally noticed the apocalypse-like shocks in the Imperialdragon Palace. Gulping nervously, it said, “Well, I’ve been monitoring the place for more than ten days, when I suddenly felt a little tired, so I took a nap. I only closed my eyes for three breaths! I never expected these people to be so cunning that they would take advantage of my rest and cause all this trouble. How despicable of them….”

Before it could finish speaking, Tianming lifted Meow Meow by the back of its neck, tossed it into his lifebound space, and continued toward the light. There were more important matters at hand. As expected of Meow Meow, slip-ups were a common thing. Fortunately, its mistakes hadn’t affected the overall situation. Most of the time, Meow Meow was reliable. With Meow Meow back, they began symbiotic cultivation. Tianming seized the opportunity to absorb the nova source. He had to completely enter eleventh-level ascension.

Right then, Yu Ziqian screamed from behind. “That’s the—!”

His loud voice seemed to heighten the atmosphere. Tianming happened to take a closer look. With his Plundering Eye, he could see the whole picture clearly. Above the Imperialdragon Palace, where the light rays gathered, there seemed to be a giant cauldron. This three-legged cauldron was much bigger than Tianming’s orderian cauldron; it occupied almost one-third of the entire palace. If it was placed outside, the cauldron could certainly cover the sky. It was so enormous that even Lan Huang could run around wildly inside of it.

The gigantic cauldron appeared somewhat similar to the orderian cauldron. There seemed to be countless lifelike beast faces on the surface like a gathering of thousands of beasts, including the taotie and qiongqi. The three giant legs resembled pillars that could support the sky, holding the cauldron in place.

“What’s that? A divine artifact?” With only a glance, Tianming sensed that the cauldron was some sort of divine artifact, more imposing than the Lifesteal Silverdragon and Dragonblood Desecration in terms of power and size. The secret hidden in the Imperialdragon Palace was a divine artifact? Tianming had considered other possibilities. He would be disappointed if it were just any divine artifact. However, if this three-legged cauldron was truly extraordinary, it would be worthy of the grandiosity of the Imperialdragon Palace.

At this moment, the light was splendid. He couldn’t quite clearly make out the details of the three-legged cauldron. It was shocking. It felt like there was an entire world, or at least a continent pressing down on his head. When Tianming was under the cauldron, the feeling reminded him of the time the Divine Moon Realm was descending.

“Bro, this is the Divine Worldeater Cauldron, a grade-eight divine artifact. It didn’t belong to the Ninedragon Emperor. Or at least, I’ve never heard about the Ninedragon Emperor owning such an artifact. The top-grade divine artifact appeared in Orderia millions of years ago. At that time, the Divine Worldeater Cauldron triggered a sect war that lasted tens of thousands of years. As a result, almost half of the Myriad Solar Sects were destroyed, and millions of lives were lost. It’s been missing for millions of years.” As Yu Ziqian spoke, his eyes were completely vacant and somewhat entranced.

“Is a grade-eight divine artifact so attractive?” Tianming asked in a daze. It sounded more valuable than the Lifesteal Silverdragon.

“It’s no ordinary grade-eight divine artifact, because the weapon portion is only part of its value. Its greater value lies in the alchemy portion! The cauldron is meant for alchemy. Every divine pill is refined in an alchemy cauldron. You know that, don’t you? For millions of years, the Divine Worldeater Cauldron has been a divine object that all alchemists desire. If one acquires the cauldron, their success rate and the quality of their divine pills will be greatly increased, but that’s not all. It can transform an alchemy guru.” Yu Ziqian’s eyes shone as if he had seen a dream.

“I see.” Tianming understood now.

He had learned the significance of divine pills to cultivators after watching Zhan Yuance and Lingfeng’s transformation from taking the yinyang skyscorch pill and grandpath fiend pill. The Lifesteal Silverdragon could make one man strong, but the Divine Worldeater Cauldron could make an entire sect prosper! Divine pills signified breakthrough and rebirth. An exceptional and highly efficient alchemy cauldron could produce more divine pills and thus benefit more disciples.

Prior to this, Tianming only knew that the caeli of seniors and nova sources could enable the rise of an entire clan. He now understood that a top alchemy guru and an infinite supply of divine pills could also achieve similar results. Caeli were the foundation for long-term success, while divine pills meant short-term breakthroughs. Divine pills also represented wealth. Tianming heard that divine pills were circulated as currency in Orderia. Because they were panaceas, divine pills were definitely useful and could be exchanged for anything. Territory, legacy, and wealth were the foundation for any force’s rise to power.

“The Divine Worldeater Cauldron is a cash cow.” Yu Ziqian looked infatuated.

“The celestial orderians and sun emperor will all want to get their hands on this treasure, won’t they?” Tianming asked.

“Presumably… so what is the Sky Palace doing?” Yu Ziqian seemed to regain his senses. The cauldron wasn’t an item he could keep.

“Who cares about that? If merging with blood works, we’ll take it. We have quite a few treasures in hand, so the others must already be green-eyed. What’s one more?” Tianming retorted. They were now on a path of no return. Regardless of what the Sky Palace was planning, they’d had no way of backing down since the moment they’d seized the Lifesteal Silverdragon.

Tianming’s words moved Yu Ziqian because he had used “we.” It meant he had included Yu Ziqian in their camp.

“You’re my brother!” Grabbing Tianming’s hand, Yu Ziqian gushed, “Can you help me get the Divine Worldeater Cauldron? As long as you do that, I swear I’ll do anything for you, even bleed for you. My life is yours!”