Heaven Slaying Blade

Then, the Demon Lord began to explain some common knowledge in cultivation to Chu Mo. The Demon Lord's perspective was much broader than the world Chu Mo was in.

Chu Mo found that many of the solutions offered by the Demon Lord were even superior to the ones Qi Xiaoyu initially explained to him!

Chu Mo was very curious about the Demon Lord's past, but he didn't dare ask at this time. Otherwise, getting beaten up was inevitable.

After explaining for an hour, the Demon Lord took out a big bucket, placed it in the middle of the room. A strong smell of blood immediately spread out, accompanied by a terrifying pressure.

This pressure actually made Chu Mo feel like he couldn't breathe. Looking at the big bucket of blood, Chu Mo twitched his mouth corner and asked the Demon Lord, "Master...what is this?"

"It's for your bath!" The Demon Lord replied succinctly.

"Bath…" Chu Mo's face was full of gloom, his mouth twitching, and he was utterly unwilling.

"You're about to enter the bone-refining stage soon, but your body is still too weak, only around the fifth level, it needs to be improved. Only when you reach a ninth-level body can you barely pass," Said the Demon Lord without any expression.

"Ninth-level body?" Chu Mo mumbled, recalling Gao Dasha... cough cough, Gao Yingjun. Wasn't that man at the ninth level?

"Get in!" The Demon Lord ordered.

Chu Mo did not dare to resist. Although he was unwilling, he understood that his master was doing it for his own good.

Squirming with discomfort, Chu Mo stripped down to his underwear and jumped right in. But immediately he yelped and tried to jump back out.

The Demon Lord pressed him down by his head, pushing Chu Mo entirely back into the barrel.

Chu Mo gritted his teeth and shouted, "It's burning...why is this blood so hot? It's not blood...it's magma, isn't it? Hiss...I feel like I'm being melted... Master... let me out... just for a second!"

The Demon Lord remained unmoved and ignored him. With a hand pressing on Chu Mo's head, no matter how hard Chu Mo struggled, there was no escaping the barrel.

"I'm burnt to death... I'm dead..." Chu Mo weakly murmured with drooping eyelids.

"The way I tortured you before, you didn't utter a word then. Did a dog eat your courage?" The Demon Lord coldly asked.

"That was different, you weren't my Master then, you were a big villain... Of course, I had to bear the torture of a villain to not disgrace my grandfather!" Chu Mo rolled his eyes and said, "But now, you're my master, the closest person in this world. Of course, I would scream if I'm uncomfortable!"

Facing Chu Mo's response, the Demon Lord was taken aback, then he snorted and said nothing more.

Chu Mo felt like his entire body had completely fused with the blood. He couldn't feel his body at all, only his thinking reassured him that he was alive.

"Master, what kind of blood is this? Why is it so terrifying?" Chu Mo weakly asked.

"It's the blood of four seventh-tier Primordial Beasts. Considering your current physical condition, anything higher would be unbearable to you." The Demon Lord answered indifferently.

"Seventh-tier Primordial Beasts... If One-Armed Uncle knew I was using the blood of seventh-tier Primordial Beasts to bathe, he would go crazy!" Chu Mo mumbled, "Will one bath be enough?"

The Demon Lord snorted, "What are you thinking? In two years, your body should be able to reach the seventh level. Although it's not perfect, it's passable. The resources of this world can only allow you to reach this level."

"Ah! Just let me die!" Chu Mo howled. He was very clear that the Demon Lord had completely isolated the sound of this room from the outside world, so he wasn't afraid of his miserable cry getting out.

"Once you get through the first time, the rest will be much easier," said the Demon Lord.

"The problem is, I feel... I might not even get through this time," Chu Mo spoke while dragging his head.

However, one clear change was that once he got in, the pressure in the blood seemed to disappear. Except for the pungent smell of blood, Chu Mo didn't feel anything else.

"Just think of me as the bad guy who tortured you before." The Demon Lord said indifferently, "In these two years, you need to soak three times a month."

"Not everyday?" Chu Mo suddenly felt there was hope in life and looked happy. Then he realized that people's demands truly change according to circumstances.

Just a moment ago, he felt like even one bath was unbearable, and knowing it would take two years made him feel absolute despair. But now, knowing that he only needed to soak three times a month... Chu Mo actually felt quite fortunate.

"Everyday... Your body would rot away." Said the Demon Lord, "And besides, do you think I raise these Primordial Beasts?"

"Hehe, Master is the best!" Chu Mo flattered him without hesitation.

"Enough! You were just gritting your teeth a moment ago." The Demon Lord scoffed.

"Master."

"Hmm?"

"What are the levels of physical constitution?"

"A person absorbing energy from Heaven and Earth can enhance the power of martial arts techniques, but this is merely an external power and the changes it can bring to the body are extremely limited. Once you reach a whole new height, the original body can no longer handle such powerful energy. So, if you want to ascend to a higher realm, you must also enhance your physical qualifications."

"I see..." Chu Mo seemed thoughtful.

The Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo: "A person's physical constitution can be classified from level one to nine, and then Innate! Innate constitution… is almost something that only exists in legends, at least, I have not heard of it. But I have seen some people with a nine-level constitution, whose bodies alone can possess unimaginably powerful combat abilities!"

Chu Mo thought of Gao Yingjun, and very much agreed with the Demon Lord's words. That giant, devoid of cultivation and any realm, with his flesh alone, could exert a force of tens of thousands of pounds with a single punch. It was truly terrifying.

"So... is the ninth-level constitution also impressive in the world where you came from, master?" Chu Mo wanted to know whether this constitution was unique to his own world or universally applicable.

It would be truly tragic if one could dominate only in one's own world and become worthless in higher realms.

"It's the same in every world," the Demon Lord said indifferently, "The realm of cultivation can keep rising, but the constitution... only ranges from one to nine, then Innate! By the way, even in the Spirit Realm, your fifth-level constitution would be considered top-tier. I expect more greatness of you."

Chu Mo felt deeply touched. This was the first time he had heard the term 'Spirit Realm' from his master's mouth.

The blood in the wooden bucket still burned his body like blazing flames at this time. The sensation was actually much worse than the torture the Demon Lord had put him through before!

So, Chu Mo had to divert his attention to feel better. After all, he was a strong man. He understood his master's care and realized that few people in the Four Symbols Continent could enjoy such treatment.

Yes, treatment he enjoyed.

"Master, can you talk about yourself? Such as... about the world you come from? I will... sooner or later, I will have to go to the Spirit Realm. Why don't you tell me what it's like?" Chu Mo asked.

"I'm not from the Spirit Realm." The Demon Lord didn't refuse to answer this time. He fetched a chair, sat opposite Chu Mo, and said lightly: "I come from the Immortal Realm!"

"Ah?" Even while being tortured almost to death by the blood of a seventh-level Primordial Beast and with his whole body melting, Chu Mo couldn't help but widen his eyes. His mouth dropped open wide enough to fit an egg. He looked at the Demon Lord: "Immo... Immortal Realm?"

The Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo. "Have you ever heard the saying that there are people beyond people and realms beyond realms?"

"Of course I have..." Chu Mo looked at Demon Lord in surprise. "Master, do you mean to say that above the Spirit Realm is the Immortal Realm? Then… above the Immortal Realm... is there another?"

The Demon Lord gaze at the sky as if he fell into memories, sighed lightly, "Beyond is the Heavenly Realm."

Astonishment washed over Chu Mo's face, almost making him forget the pain that came from his body. He had never dreamed that his master came from a realm even more advanced than the Spirit Realm.

"Are immortals living in the Immortal Realm? What about the Heavenly Realm? Who lives there? Heavenly beings?" Chu Mo asked, his face full of shock.

The Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo and said indifferently, "Kid, all these things are incredibly distant from you. The reason I resist telling you is not that I want to hide something from you, but for fear that you'll be overwhelmed! The world you live in, the Four Symbols Continent, is known as the Mortal Realm, or the Mundane Realm."

"Then why... why did you suddenly reveal these things to me today?" Chu Mo asked.

"You're stronger than I expected. Even if you know, it's not a big deal." The Demon Lord replied.

"Hehe, of course, I am very strong! I am going to find my wife in the Spirit Realm sooner or later!" Chu Mo squinted his eyes, smiling, "Although I grew up in this mundane realm, what about it? I have a master from the Immortal Realm! I have the best Heart Technique in the world! So, I have nothing to fear!"

Demon Lord looked at Chu Mo, hesitated for a moment but decided not to say something.

He wanted to tell Chu Mo that it was impossible for a commoner to marry a princess of that race; furthermore, due to an accident, his avatar crumbled, and his body could only receive the most fragmented part of the information. His body would be heavily damaged, and nine times out of ten, he would forget who he was!

He knew that Chu Mo would definitely be shocked if he said this.

Even if he was strong, he might not be able to handle such a blow.

So, it would be better for him to discover these facts himself someday.

Perhaps, even if he had the opportunity to ascend to the Spirit Realm, he might not have the chance to see that girl. He is so young now, and with the passage of time... memories might fade, right?

The Demon Lord thought.

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Today, I walked five kilometers for the second day. My legs are sore, but it feels good. I am sure I can stick to it, and I will definitely get better!

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