Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

In the little world, just as Wei Fan widened his eyes, the woman sitting inside the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod suddenly opened her eyes as well, and the two immediately locked gazes.

"She’s alive!"

Wei Fan’s heart trembled. Was this an evil spirit, or was it a person who had lived from seventy to eighty thousand years ago until now?

Either situation was incredibly shocking.

He hurriedly looked at the panel, but it didn’t react, which meant that it wasn’t an evil spirit. The woman before him was a real, living person.

The woman’s eyes were first confused, and then gradually gained focus.

In the next moment, she stood up from her seated position and stepped out of the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod.

"Someone?" Mu Feng and Feng Hua’s expressions drastically changed outside the hall, feeling their scalps tingle.

A figure suddenly appeared in a dao field buried underground for seventy to eighty thousand years; anyone’s first reaction would be to think it was an evil spirit.

"Could it be that the Medicine Emperor turned into an evil spirit?"

Mu Feng’s teeth chattered. This was Huangfu Qingyang’s dao field, and he first thought of Huangfu Qingyang.

"Shut up, the Medicine Emperor was a man."

Feng Hua lightly chided, startled by Mu Feng’s exclamation, yet she quickly realized the person before them was a woman.

"Was it you who awakened me?" The woman looked at Wei Fan in front of her.

She seemed to have been asleep for a long time, and her voice was somewhat stiff.

However, her speaking brought relief to Mu Feng and Feng Hua, as it indicated she was not an evil spirit, since she had awoken from the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod and appeared clear-headed.

Wei Fan shook his head, "We just barged in here recklessly."

He wasn’t sure if he had awakened the woman before him.

The woman waved her hand, and the terrifying aura emitted by the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod on the ground was restrained, then shrank to the size of a thumb, falling into her palm.

Immediately following, the woman closed her eyes, and a terrifying heart spirit radiated from her body, instantly covering all directions, with the void emitting unimaginable tremors, like a calm lake being struck by a massive stone.

Wei Fan’s eyelid twitched: "At least a Martial Saint Powerhouse!"

The power of heart and spirit emanating from the woman made him feel like he was facing a boundless deep sea; the Martial Arts Celestial Eye almost opened instinctively for resistance, but he held it in.

Such a person, no one knew if she could recognize the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations.

After a few breaths, the woman murmured: "The Medicine Emperor Realm has actually decayed..."

Her voice was deep, carrying a kind of sorrow, remaining silent for a long time, seemingly unable to accept the vicissitudes of time.

Wei Fan speculated that this woman was most likely related to the Medicine Emperor Huangfu Qingyang, possibly a close confidant of Huangfu Qingyang, but it could also be Huangfu Qingyang’s daughter or something, who used an unknown method to sleep from tens of thousands of years ago until now.

To sleep for tens of thousands of years, waking up only to find the world has decayed and all acquaintances are gone, one must feel distressed.

"Demons actually dare to enter the Medicine Emperor Realm!" Suddenly, two beams of lightning shot from the woman’s eyes, her murderous intent surging like a tide, forcing Wei Fan to step back.

In the next moment, cries of anguish from demon kings resounded everywhere in the little world.

Wei Fan shivered in his heart: "She hasn’t killed all the demons, has she!"

Indeed she had, as all the human race martial kings searching for treasures in the little world were trembling, merely sensing a terrifying heart spirit sweep across them, and before their eyes, the demon kings perished as their primordial spirits dissipated.

"Everyone, immediately head to the Boundary Stele, get out of the Medicine Emperor Realm!"

The woman killed all the demons, though she spared the human race martial kings, she began to drive them away.

The numerous martial kings didn’t dare delay, immediately hurrying towards the hall, quickly reaching the nearby martial kings.

"Miss, we bid farewell!" Wei Fan cupped his hands.

Since the little world had an owner who began driving them out, it wasn’t right for them to remain here.

Yet, before the woman could speak, the entire little world suddenly trembled, with vast areas of void shattering, as if about to be destroyed.

A sword aura pierced in from outside the boundary, causing the whole world to quiver, with many mountains shattering and falling into the void world.

Mu Feng’s expression changed drastically: "There’s a Saint Realm Powerhouse attacking the little world from outside!"

The little world was already decayed, unable to withstand such powerful force, and now with a Saint Realm Powerhouse attacking from outside, massive cracks spread throughout the world, as if it were about to split apart.

"Still!"

The mysterious woman softly chanted, instantly appearing beside the Boundary Stele and placing both hands on it. Although the cracks no longer spread, they couldn’t restore the world quickly like a normal one, and large chunks of mountains continued to fall into the void world, with some unlucky martial kings falling in and soon disappearing.

"Beast, are you trying to kill everyone?"

A furious roar echoed from the depths of the Void World. Wei Fan and the others looked up to see a group of Martial Saints battling with Demon Saints within the Void World. It was unclear whether it was a residual impact or a deliberate attack that shattered the Little World.

"My son is dead, all the Saint Sons of the Demon Race are dead, so no one will survive. Let everyone in the Little World be buried with them!"

A cyan flood dragon, as majestic as a mountain, galloped through the Void World, unleashing a sword aura at the Little World once more, but it was shattered midway.

"Everyone, leave the Little World quickly. Otherwise, when the world is destroyed, the power of world destruction will kill you too." A voice of a Human Race Martial Saint rang out.

The Little World was not yet destroyed. By entering the Void World now, he could pave a way for these Martial Kings to leave. If they waited for the Little World to be completely destroyed, the destructive power formed at that time would be dangerous even for a Martial Saint.

All of a sudden, those Martial Kings no longer headed for the Boundary Stele. Instead, they collectively rushed into the Void World, being sent into the real world by the Martial Saint Powerhouses.

A mysterious woman, her face icy and murderous intent surging, was still striving to restore the Little World through the Boundary Stele.

Feng Hua came over and said, "Don’t waste your effort, this world is already decayed. Unless the creator of the world personally arrives, the destruction of the world cannot be reversed..."

She understood what the woman was persisting in, but she knew it was futile. This Little World wasn’t created by the woman, much like a Divine Soldier. Outside of its creator, no one could prevent the world’s decline. Even if the Little World could be restored now, it would eventually be destroyed, not to mention the woman before her did not have the ability to restore the Little World.

The woman gritted her teeth and said nothing, but eventually, she removed her hand from the Boundary Stele, allowing the cracks to spread.

"You all should go!" she sighed despondently.

"Take care, miss!"

Wei Fan and the others nodded, rushing out from the grand hall into the Void World.

"Follow me!"

Wei Fan’s power radiated, shielding Feng Hua and Mu Feng. The Void World was not without danger. An occasional space turbulence could cause an ordinary Martial King Powerhouse to die without a burial place. Coupled with the group of Martial Saints and Demon Saints fighting in the distance, the Void World at this moment was dangerous even for him with prolonged stay.

Spotting a space rift that had been blasted open, Wei Fan led the two into the real world.

"Boom..."

Just after entering the real world, the entire world began to shake. The position where the Little World once was seemed to have turned into a deep black hole, madly absorbing everything — mountains, rivers, and all existence.

"The Little World has been destroyed!"

Alarmed, Wei Fan, along with Feng Hua and Mu Feng, was about to flee.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, a shuddering ripple rose from within the "black hole," instantly sweeping it away. A mysterious woman, gripping the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod, burst from the ground.

Terrifying divine soldier fluctuations shattered the sky, piercing through heaven and earth. The brilliant divine light covered the sky and earth, illuminating the eternally void world.

The Great Dao roared, Chaos Qi surged explosively, and thick Chains of Order emerged, stirred by the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod, as if it were the end of the world.

"Martial Emperor Divine Soldier?"

"Huangfu Qingyang’s Martial Emperor Divine Soldier?"

The battling demon saints and martial saints in the Void World were startled. They no longer cared about the fight and rushed over, eyes fixated on the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod in the mysterious woman’s hand.

"Keep your distance; these demon saints are going to suffer. Don’t get splattered with blood," Feng Hua said coldly.

The Cyan Flood Dragon King destroyed the Little World, obliterating the only home this woman awakened from the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod had. She would undoubtedly go on a killing spree, and likely there would be holy blood spilled this day on the Treasure Flower Continent.

Wei Fan nodded, quickly retreating with Mu Feng and Feng Hua far from the woman.

The Purple-eyed Demon Saint looked utterly incredulous: "It’s Huangfu Qingyang’s Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod. To think he left the Martial Emperor Divine Soldier in the Little World."

He felt an endless regret rise in his heart. If he had known that the dojo had Huangfu Qingyang’s Martial Emperor Divine Soldier, he would have entered the Little World despite the danger.

"To think a Martial Emperor Soldier appeared, no wonder almost all Saint Child level figures have perished!" Qin Xiao revealed a look of sudden realization. His gaze searched among the Martial Kings who had fled, looking for Wei Fan, but having never seen him, he couldn’t identify who Wei Fan was.

"Hand over the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod!" shouted the Cyan Flood Dragon King, eyes full of greed, as the thought of avenging his son had long been cast aside.

Not only him, but all the demon saints looked at the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod with faces full of greed. As long as they seized the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod, they could immediately create emperor-level power.

"The Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod is the highest treasure of our Human Race. You want the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod, you can dream on!" Qin Xiao shouted.

He could no longer care about Zhou Shen’s instructions. Keeping the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod safe was now the most important matter. If the demon saints seized it, the Treasure Flower Continent would henceforth be ruled by Demon Fiends.

Mu Feng displayed a look of amusement: "They wouldn’t think this woman is just a Martial King, would they?"

In fact, this was indeed the case. The Cyan Flood Dragon King and other demon saints, as well as Qin Xiao and these Martial Saints, all thought the woman before them was a Martial King seeking treasure within the dojo. They had no idea that this woman was actually a Martial Saint who had been asleep for thousands of years inside the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod.

"Then let’s do this. All the Demon Kings of my Demon Race are dead, yet your Human Race still has so many alive," the Howling Moon Wolf King howled fiercely. Vengeance was necessary, as was the retrieval of treasures.

"In light of our shared kinship as the Human Race, I give you time to retreat. If you get harmed later, don’t blame me for not warning you."

The woman, who remained silent until now, finally spoke, her cold gaze sweeping over Qin Xiao, the Primordial Saint Master, and other Human Race Martial Kings.

Once the Imperial Divine Soldier is unleashed, it obliterates heaven and earth. Even a Martial Saint Powerhouse faces certain death, unable to bear even the aftermath.