The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Second Uncle quickly turned his anger into joy, winking at Zhou Qing and said, "You brat, you take after me, we’re all unlucky people. Come on, tell me, were you drugged or was your cultivation inferior?"

"I guess it’s a bit of both..." Zhou Qing recalled that day when the two Blood Phoenixes entwined their necks, the beastly instincts within him were fully awakened.

That kind of surging blood impulse was even more overwhelming than the most potent aphrodisiac.

Not to mention he was only at the Perfection stage of the Divinity Transformation Realm, facing Shen Hanyi who was in the Late-stage Spirit Severing Realm, he had no power to resist at all.

The absolute suppression of the cultivation realms left him without even a chance to struggle.

"That miserable?" Second Uncle lamented, shaking his head. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "By the way, you just said you’re going to be a dad? Really got her pregnant?"

"Mm." Zhou Qing nodded.

"Not bad!" Second Uncle slapped his thigh. "Truly, youth is filled with vigor. Unlike your uncle here, who as I age, finds it hard to even think of leaving descendants..."

He spoke with a touch of melancholy.

"What’s her cultivation? Divinity Transformation Realm or Spirit Severing Realm?" Second Uncle leaned in to inquire further.

Zhou Qing quickly shook his head, "Let’s not talk about that."

The matter hadn’t reached the point of no return, and he didn’t want to ruin the girl’s reputation.

Second Uncle wisely refrained from pressing, changing the subject: "Alright then, since you can’t practice the ’Hundred Tribulations Blood Curtain’, giving you this Inscription-level Divine Technique is no problem. But..."

He pointed a mysterious finger, "You must promise me one condition."

"Go ahead."

"Once the child is born, I want to be the grandpa!" Second Uncle puffed his chest.

"Huh? This..." Zhou Qing was momentarily speechless.

"What? You think your Second Uncle isn’t qualified?" Second Uncle glared, "I’m currently at Spirit Slash Realm Perfection. It’s not impossible for me to break into the Supreme Realm in the future, am I not suited to be your child’s grandpa?"

Zhou Qing was pleasantly surprised, not expecting Second Uncle to have indeed advanced to the Spirit Slash Realm Perfection.

He quickly explained, "That’s not what I mean. I mean, I call you Second Uncle, and the child calls you Grandpa, wouldn’t that mess up the family hierarchy?"

"Hahaha!" Second Uncle laughed heartily, "You don’t get it, do you? ’Second Uncle’ is just a name, anyone can call me that."

"But your child calling me Grandpa, now that’s proper hierarchy!"

Zhou Qing was caught between tears and laughter, momentarily at a loss for words.

Alright, but who knows how many have benefited from your name over time.

Then again, in his heart, "Second Uncle" was never just a title, but a genuinely close elder relative.

"Deal!" Zhou Qing readily agreed.

Second Uncle was all smiles, happily handing the black scroll over, "Now that sounds right! I’ve lived over half my life, with no grandchildren, and now I finally get to be a grandpa!"

His eyes crinkled with laughter, "I just wonder if it’ll be a boy or a girl?"

Zhou Qing took the scroll, grinning mischievously, "Who knows, you might get a Dragon and Phoenix Auspicious!"

"Heh!" Second Uncle playfully knocked on his shoulder, "If you really have that capability, I’ll personally craft a plaque for you inscribed with ’Divine Might’!"

Zhou Qing eagerly accepted the black scroll, took a deep breath, and pressed it to his forehead.

As his Divine Sense entered the scroll, an immense pressure, vast as the sea, struck him.

The five ancient gold characters of "Daluo Demon Sealing Seal" exploded within his sea of consciousness, each word heavy as if weighing a thousand pounds, shaking his Divine Soul.

In an instant, the true meaning of three sky-shattering seals poured into his Heart and Spirit like a heavenly river being poured:

[First Seal·Demon Suppression]—One seal falls, all evils submit!

A golden Dharma Seal, vast enough to block out the sky and cover the sun, appeared in the sea of consciousness, myriad runes like a galaxy draping down.

The suppressive force caused Zhou Qing’s bones to crack, as if witnessing ancient Demon Gods being pierced by golden chains, disintegrating in wailing amidst the flames.

This seal specializes in subduing evil spirits. Even supreme demonic entities would find their sources disintegrating under its power!

[Second Seal·Sealing Heaven]—Two seals rise, heavens and earth locked!

Countless mysterious runes transformed into a net of heaven and earth, Zhou Qing felt the space around him instantly freeze.

Even thoughts in the sea of consciousness became sluggish—this was a true sealing of heaven!

Late-stage Spirit Severing Realm, Supreme Realm experts could tear through space to escape at any time, but this seal could instantly lock an area, making it impossible to tear or escape.

[Third Seal·Burying Demon]—Three seals emerge, demon spirits destroyed!

A scarlet calamity light split through the sea of consciousness, annihilating Divine Sense wherever it passed.

Zhou Qing was horrified to find his Divine Soul starting to self-destruct, a kind of ultimate erasure that transcended life and death!

The last thing he saw was an immortal Demon Emperor disintegrating into ashes within the blood-colored runes, even its primal spirit mark being utterly crushed.

This seal doesn’t destroy the physical body, it targets the Divine Soul.

"Boom—" The three seals suddenly converged at the forehead, coalescing into an ultimate Dharma Seal shrouded in chaotic aura.

An ancient Dao sound echoed from the depths of the scroll: "Daluo Demon Sealing, nothing survives countless tribulations!"

Zhou Qing spat a mouthful of blood abruptly as the scroll in his hand became nearly too hot to hold.

Subsequently, a torrent of ancient text surged madly, each character weighing like a thousand pounds, thrashing his sea of consciousness.

The four-colored Taoist flower spun wildly, Zhou Qing clenched his teeth, veins bulged at his temples, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

The torrent of text rampaged through the sea of consciousness, turning the once-calm Spirit Platform upside down.

Time dragged on in pain.

No one knew how long it took, but when the last character carved itself into the sea of consciousness, all the agony retreated like a receding tide.

Zhou Qing collapsed in exhaustion on the tree branch, back pressed against the rough bark, panting heavily, drenched in sweat.

"How was it?" Second Uncle quickly leaned over, placing a rough hand on Zhou Qing’s shoulder, channeling a continuous stream of Spiritual Power into him.