Rebirth of the Urban Demon Lord

Chapter 37 The Fierce Female Disciple

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Fierce Female Disciple

Is it a matter of cutting off love and affection, or is it a natural progression?

When it comes to love and romance, Zhuo Yang, who cultivated for eight thousand years to ascend to immortality and then cultivated for another ten thousand years to become a demon lord, never considered this issue. In his view, female demons were all accessories.

But after a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation in the mortal realm, he hesitated when faced with love again.

Looking out at the azure sky, Zhuo Yang sighed deeply: "My Dao heart is still unstable."

He remains unmoved by the taunts of his enemies, but when it comes to love, this hurdle seems difficult to overcome.

"A love tribulation?" Zhuo Yang chuckled.

"Master, I...I've changed my clothes."

Dongfang Ke'er's voice came from behind, still tinged with shyness.

Zhuo Yang quickly turned his head to look at her, making sure she was wearing a vest and shorts under her gauze-like nightgown, before turning back around.

His expression was calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

Dongfang Ke'er is very thin and needs time to recover, but even so, the charm she exudes can still captivate any man. Her shy demeanor at this moment possesses a powerful aura that can turn men into wolves…

"Go sit cross-legged on the dressing stool, with your palms facing upwards." Zhuo Yang said with a straight face and a seemingly calm voice.

Dongfang Ke'er nodded, ran to the dressing stool and sat down, not daring to look at Zhuo Yang the whole time.

"Calm down and repeat after me." Zhuo Yang stood behind her.

The voice seemed to have a magical power; Dongfang Ke'er's shyness vanished after a few breaths, her heart pounded calmly, and her mind went blank.

Zhuo Yang began to teach her the cultivation method, called "Azure Feather Spirit Scripture." It was a cultivation method that he had fought a five-hundred-round battle with a Luo Tian Shangxian from the Immortal Realm and forcibly seized. It was a true immortal technique.

Of course, that Luo Tian Immortal was a woman. After being defeated by Zhuo Yang, she was taken back to the Demon Realm by him and became his wife for thirty years.

It wasn't until Zhuo Yang was besieged by the thirty-six Heavenly Lords that he realized those Heavenly Lords were clearly trying to salvage the lost face of the Immortal Realm...

Dongfang Ke'er was even smarter than Zhuo Yang had imagined; her talent was so good that he was a little envious. She memorized the entire immortal technique, which was over ten thousand words long, in just two hours.

There were many obscure characters and their meanings were quite difficult to understand, but Dongfang Ke'er, with her knowledge, understood them on her own without Zhuo Yang's instruction.

"Master, with this set of techniques, can I ascend to immortality?" Dongfang Ke'er had memorized the "Azure Feather Spirit Scripture" perfectly, and stared at Zhuo Yang in the mirror on the dressing table with wide eyes.

Zhuo Yang snorted: "Cultivating immortality is not that easy. Without experiencing hundreds or thousands of tribulations, big and small, and cultivating an iron will, how can one become an immortal after undergoing heavenly tribulations!"

He spoke with a hint of disdain, because for mortals to cultivate immortality was the easiest compared to demonic beasts defying the heavens to cultivate, ghost cultivators cultivating to become ghost immortals, and demons cultivating to become demons.

Dongfang Ke'er stuck out her tongue: "Master, you will always teach me, right?"

Zhuo Yang nodded with a stern face: "There are no shortcuts on the path of cultivation. I can help you for a while, but not forever. Otherwise, I would be harming you. When you ascend and undergo tribulation, all my help will become an obstacle to your tribulation!"

"Oh!" Dongfang Ke'er grinned, a little afraid of Zhuo Yang's seriousness.

Next, Zhuo Yang, with a cold face, placed his hand on her head: "Now, take the Cold Spring Pill, and according to the method of the Azure Feather Spirit Scripture, circulate your vital energy and transform it into your true essence. Don't rush, you must keep your mind calm!"

"Ok!"

Dongfang Ke'er also became serious, poured out the Cold Spring Pill from the porcelain bottle, and put it in her mouth.

The next moment, she sensed a powerful surge of energy, and quickly closed her eyes, silently circulating her cultivation technique.

A powerful surge of vital energy caused red spots to slowly appear on her skin, as if blood was about to burst out.

Zhuo Yang's hawk-like eyes suddenly focused, "Now!"

He channeled his Thunderfire True Essence, forcefully creating a Thunderfire Shield that completely enveloped Dongfang Ke'er.

Under the scorching heat of the Thunderfire True Essence, the red spots on Dongfang Ke'er's skin quickly disappeared. Those were her vital essence, forced back by Zhuo Yang's secret technique, without being lost at all.

About an hour later, a lot of black, oily substances oozed out of her pores.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yang breathed a sigh of relief, removed the lightning and fire shield, and said in a low voice, "The only thing I can help you with is to forge your body. The rest is up to you. How well you can build your true essence foundation will determine your future achievements."

He stepped aside and quietly watched over her...

The sun began to set in the west, and sunlight streamed through the window onto Dongfang Ke'er's back.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Master, look!"

With a wave of his hand, a seven-colored mist surged from his palm, seemingly forming a beautiful rainbow under the sunlight.

Zhuo Yang's lips twitched as he watched, thinking to himself, "Even mortals have such powerful aptitude? After Foundation Establishment, the formation of seven-colored aura will inevitably lead to the formation of seven-colored true essence within the body. This is the most perfect Foundation Establishment ever!"

Think about it, after eight thousand years of arduous cultivation, by the time someone with a pure physique and true essence like Dongfang Ke'er was already over three thousand years old.

Comparing yourself to others will only lead to your demise.

Zhuo Yang dismissed his envy and said calmly, "This is just the beginning. Congratulations on successfully establishing your foundation. From this moment on, you are a true cultivator!"

"Master!" Dongfang Ke'er called out sweetly, her little face full of admiration.

That one word, "Master," clearly contains a lot of meaning.

Zhuo Yang's lips twitched again, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't like brats!"

Dongfang Ke'er was stunned. She looked down and was so shocked that she jumped three meters high, bumping her head directly into the ceiling: "Ouch... Master, why am I so dirty?"

My whole body was covered in black mud. I looked in the mirror and my face was covered in it. It looked like my whole body was covered in seaweed masks.

"That's waste your body expelled, go wash it off!" Zhuo Yang finally smiled.

Dongfang Ke'er rushed into the bathroom, but she couldn't control the strength brought by her enhanced physical abilities, and she knocked the bathroom door askew.

Zhuo Yang sat on the edge of the bed, pondering the next steps.

The blessed land has been chosen. We'll go see it tonight and find out what exactly is about to undergo tribulation and that attracted the lightning strike.

Then it's time to deal with the Wang family.

The Wang family wields immense power; they are not only wealthy but also possess significant resources within the cultivation world.

Therefore, having one's own power is inevitable!

Zhuo Yang frowned, his thoughts running deeper...

Just as the sun was about to set, there was a knock on the door.

Zhuo Yang got up and opened the door; it was Dongfang Jiye.

"Mr. Zhuo, how is Ke'er?" Dongfang Jiye looked somewhat uneasy, his eyes darting around the moment he opened the door, clearly observing her.

Zhuo Yang didn't think much of it and said calmly, "She has already successfully established her foundation; she has a destiny to become an immortal!"

"Oh..." Dongfang Jiye didn't see his daughter and became increasingly nervous. Just as he was about to ask more questions, he suddenly saw the bathroom door open and his daughter, wrapped in a bath towel, came out.

What the hell is going on?

Zhuo Yang took her back to his room, wasn't he going to teach her martial arts techniques?

Why did my daughter come out of the bathroom?

Could it be... that Zhuo Yang and my daughter engaged in... dual cultivation?