Chapter 404: Chapter 404: The Human Race Has Never Had Geniuses?

This was the Thirty-Sixth Layer of the Heaven-Reaching Tower, the Flame Purgatory Land that the Life Goddess, Yami Fei, had spoken of.

Ye Tianling instinctively activated his Soul Talent.

Instantly, he felt as if his Soul Talent had been enhanced a thousandfold. The terrifyingly clear sense of control was so overwhelming it almost took his breath away for a moment.

A sensing range of nearly three thousand meters gave Ye Tianling the illusion that everything within that radius was under his complete control.

’Is this Feng Chaoge’s help, or is it a transformation of my soul from the Chaos Destiny Scripture? Either way, this feeling is incredible!’

Ye Tianling mused to himself. Then, using Sword Control, he flew directly toward the source of the unusual aura fluctuation ahead.

Saintess Tianqing had run into some serious trouble.

...

"Bitch, still not submitting? You lowly slaves from the outside world think you’re hot stuff just because you made it to the Thirty-Sixth Layer?! Junior Brother, Junior Sister, come take a look. This lowly human cur is actually quite interesting."

Mo Yuqiu stared mockingly at the Human Race Saintess before him, his face filled with contempt.

Mo Yuqing and Mo Yuyan looked impatient.

"What’s so interesting? If you want to use her for Absorption, just do it. Why are you dawdling? For a lowly servant girl like her, being fancied by you is an honor. She doesn’t even know she’s the descendant of a sinner, and she dares to come to the Heaven-Reaching Tower?"

Mo Yuqing said bluntly, his tone full of impatience.

"If you ask me, big brother, your taste is really hitting rock bottom. I wouldn’t say anything if you were into women from the Celestial Eye Race or the Ten Thousand Demon Race, but to be into a woman from the Human Race—from the outside world, with the most common and inferior bloodline—I’m speechless... And the crucial part is, you actually want her to submit to you willingly? If Human Race cultivators had such good judgment, would they have ended up as slaves, excluded from the Ten Thousand Spirit Races?"

Mo Yuyan glanced coolly at Tianqing, her eyes filled with disdain.

Saintess Tianqing’s pretty face was like ice. She stood a hundred meters away, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, but her gaze was frigid.

"Lowly status? The Human Race is the master of the Ten Thousand Races! What does your Profound Yin Race even count for? With your paltry Realms, back in the old days, I alone could have annihilated your entire race!"

Saintess Tianqing snapped coldly.

"Ha, hahahahaha! How ridiculous! ’Annihilate my entire race alone’? ’Back in the old days’? Do you have any idea that in those ’old days,’ you people lived in some backwater World, a place like a prison? The Laws you comprehended were the most inferior ones, hand-picked for you by our ancestors—and they were fragmented on top of that!"

"In an environment like that, of course you could reach a high Realm! Something like the Sword Tribulation Sword Ancestor Realm would have been a piece of cake."

"So what happened? Your Realms have regressed, haven’t they? A mere cultivator in the Early Stage of the Sword Void Second Transformation thinks she’s worthy of crossing swords with us?!"

"The Human Race has never had any geniuses, since ancient times!"

Mo Yuqiu sneered mockingly.

"No geniuses in the Human Race? What ignorance! How shortsighted! Let’s not even talk about how brilliant our ancient ancestors were. Just look at our Human Race’s Celestial Secret Divine Son! He could slay a Saint even when he was only in the Sword Soul Realm! Of course, with your incompetence, you could never possibly comprehend what true, stunning genius looks like!" 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"If the Celestial Secret Divine Son were here, swatting you dead would be as easy as cutting grass!"

Saintess Tianqing sneered back. Despite her severe injuries, she was completely unafraid.

"Tsk tsk. The ’Celestial Secret Divine Son’? A ’Divine Child’ who can kill a Saint from the Sword Soul Realm? You’re killing me!"

"A bunch of country bumpkins who’ve never seen the world. Do you even know what the barrier between Great Realms is?"

"Oh my god, I just... I can’t. I’m dying of laughter! She must be here to cheer me up, knowing that I, a Saintess, was in a bad mood."

The three of them—Mo Yuqiu, Mo Yuqing, and Mo Yuyan—couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Clearly, they thought it was the best joke they had ever heard.

However, they failed to notice that as they were laughing, Saintess Tianqing suddenly began to tremble all over.

"Celestial Secret Divine Son!"

Her voice was trembling, and her eyes couldn’t help but grow moist.

"Are... are you okay?"

Saintess Tianqing immediately asked, tears instantly filling her eyes. She was both excited and overjoyed.

This feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land was so overwhelming she could hardly control her emotions.

"I’m doing great. I didn’t expect that you all would be able to come to the Heaven-Reaching Tower now, too."

Ye Tianling remarked with a sigh, then walked over.

It was only when he reached Saintess Tianqing’s side that the trio of Mo Yuqiu and his siblings finally reacted—before this, they hadn’t sensed Ye Tianling’s presence at all.

This immediately gave rise to an indescribable sense of dread in the three of them.

"The Celestial Secret Divine Son? A lowly... A Divine Child from the outside world? Huh? You’re already at the Middle Stage of the Sword Void Second Transformation Realm?"

Mo Yuqiu’s expression darkened, and he spoke in a cold voice tinged with wariness.

As he spoke, he refrained from mentioning anything about ’lowly bloodlines,’ because he had a faint feeling that this person was indeed not to be trifled with.

Ye Tianling paid the trio no mind at all.

His Soul Talent had clearly identified the three’s names, origins, Realms, and Battle Power.

All three of them had a Battle Power that was Breaking Five, even approaching six.

Their Realms were all at the Late Stage of the Sword Void Second Transformation Approaching Great Success Level.

In Ye Tianling’s eyes, beings of this level were no different from ants. Saintess Tianqing had been right—he could indeed slap all three of them to death with a single palm.

"Saintess Tianqing, how did you all get to the Heaven-Reaching Tower? And given your current state, reaching the Thirty-Sixth Layer couldn’t have been easy."

With just one glance at Saintess Tianqing, Ye Tianling had determined the strength of her power and the level of her soul.

By comparison, he finally confirmed that the Saint Son and Saintess from the outside world now had Battle Power similar to Xia Xinyue’s. They weren’t truly weak, but they weren’t heaven-defyingly strong either.

Comparing Saintess Tianqing’s current strength to her strength back in the outside world, Ye Tianling judged that people like Sword of No Name could probably match Gleyun in power—though if they continued to grow, their future strength would be hard to predict.

This finally allowed Ye Tianling to breathe a sigh of relief.

He had indeed surpassed the Battle Power of those Saint Son and Saintess.

"Isn’t this a place for tempering? I entered through the Qifeng Ancestral Tree Illusion Entrance in our Holy Heaven Ancestral Land. After passing through a region called the Blood-Colored Wilderness and killing two Soul Masters, I ended up here. The Thirty-Sixth Layer... I, I don’t really understand."

A hint of confusion appeared in Saintess Tianqing’s beautiful eyes, but she still took the initiative to move a little closer to Ye Tianling.

Ye Tianling clearly sensed the faint, pleasant fragrance of a young woman wafting over, and a feeling of enjoyment washed over him.

"The Qifeng Ancestral Tree Illusion Entrance?"

Ye Tianling looked thoughtful for a moment. "It must be one of the entrances to the Heaven-Reaching Tower," he said. "As for what the Heaven-Reaching Tower is, I’ll explain it to you in detail later."

As Ye Tianling spoke, the expressions of Mo Yuqiu and his two siblings turned extremely ugly.

"You cur! The great Saint Child of the Profound Yin Race is speaking to you, and you dare to ignore him? The Human Race truly is getting more and more full of itself!"

Mo Yuqing snapped coldly.