Chapter 100: Calamity of Stain, Crossing the Tribulation

No matter what the line of demon kings below thought, Hong Yun’s figure had already vanished without a trace.

After many days, he once again turned his gaze to the long-sealed panel within his sea of consciousness.

Following days of cultivation and accumulation, it had changed from its former state, undergone certain transformations.

What surprised him most was the data displayed on the panel regarding his own realm.

Disaster Master Identity: Hongyun Ancestor of the Primordial World
Disaster Master Talent: Cage of the Heavens (currently can be summoned once from thin air)
Disaster Master Realm: Late Peak of Great Luo Golden Immortal
Current Disaster Master Techniques: Will Projection / usable twice, Spiritual Treasure Projection / already used
Host: Zhao Jingcheng
Realm: Indeterminable
Method of Cultivation: Seeding disasters in the body (capturing water and fire disaster seeds)
Host Talents: Eye of Disaster, Cloud Wings, Disaster Corruption
Return Requirement for Gate of All Heavens: Complete host’s obsession / incomplete
Task Requirement for Gate of All Heavens: Capture disaster objects from the Treasure Vase Realm / incomplete
Side Quest Requirement for Gate of All Heavens: Resolve own three life-and-death disasters / completed

Below this panel was a line of small text that made Hong Yun take a deep breath.

Available Disaster Qi Points: 341
(Each resolved life-and-death disaster grants 100 Disaster Qi points / currently nurturing disaster qi in the physical body; fully mastering one type adds 1000 points, capturing one type adds 100 points.)
Available Rewards: None

He carefully opened the description for Cage of the Heavens and found only a few words: "Imprison all things, seal heaven and earth; once cast, consequences unknown and irreversible."

Afterward, he clicked on “Disaster Corruption,” which he had not noticed before.

Reading the introduction, he felt as if he had uncovered a great secret and drew in a cold breath.

Disaster Corruption: In the Treasure Vase Realm, the contradictions beneath cultivation methods and heavenly gifts cause ordinary cultivators to be subtly eroded in their path, increasing the chance of failure during tribulation; for cultivators at the realm beyond Feather Replacement, it accelerates internal disaster qi conflicts, bringing chaos that ultimately transforms the disaster.

...Feather Replacement?

The realm of Feather Replacement?

Hong Yun’s mind tensed slightly as he read the introduction—this realm was rarely mentioned, likely a stage beyond metamorphosis.

He quietly speculated within his heart, shaken profoundly.

In this world, he had pondered more than once how to obtain information about realms beyond metamorphosis but never imagined it would come in such a manner.

Disaster Corruption...

He murmured under his breath, then looked thoughtfully toward the bottom of the panel.

Since the host’s obsession was revenge, if he spread Disaster Corruption among all possible people and demons in the Treasure Vase Realm, wouldn’t that mean the obsession could be directly fulfilled?

He nodded to himself in agreement but had no intention of acting on it.

On one hand, he valued the invisible causality involved.

On the other, if he acted thus, wouldn’t all previous efforts—helping Chai Xiaoyue, laying secret plans, and other past deeds—be rendered meaningless?

For a moment, he hesitated, then cast the thought aside and immersed himself once more in refining the disaster seeds within his body.

...

Within the human territory, on the frontier, stood Wuyou City.

Yue Sansi lay comfortably on a large bed beside a blazing charcoal fire, near a grill where many people busily prepared various ingredients.

Their glances carried a hint of reverence. They wore uniforms bearing the two characters “Hundred Flavors.”

On the grill, numerous ingredients emitted enticing aromas, the secret sauce brushed over them releasing a fragrance that whetted the appetite.

He needed only to open his hand, and prepared food would be placed into it, which he swallowed hastily, chewing slowly, his head bobbing with satisfaction.

Suddenly, his eyes sharpened. Sitting upright, he gulped down a large cup of fruit wine.

“Surely, this is just my imagination; I must be drunk,” he muttered, raising his hand to fill the cup again.

But before touching it, his body stiffened, disbelief flooding his eyes.

“This really isn’t an illusion!”

After speaking, he rose abruptly, drawing curious looks from those around.

Just as he was about to leave Wuyou City, a barrier suddenly enveloped the city, blocking his path. A man and a demon appeared side by side.

“Demon of the Three Questions, since we have already made an agreement, why do you still think to leave?”

The lord of Wuyou City appeared, taking a handkerchief to wipe the sweat that had formed from minor movement.

“Even if I agree, this companion beside me would hardly consent.”

Yue Sansi glanced up at the man and demon poised above, frowning in embarrassment.

“Lord of Wuyou City, Yellow Sand Demon King, it’s not that I do not wish to honor the promise, but I must leave now…”

He was cut off mid-sentence by the yellow-robed old demon standing beside them.

Rubbing his long whiskers, the demon shook his head gently.

“Heh heh heh, Wuyou City isn’t a place you can just come and go as you please. Today, I want to see what reason you have for wanting to leave. I want to see who, besides your father, can save you!”

At first, Yue Sansi was restless, but after hearing this, he looked again at the barrier above and felt a strange calm.

“Then I shall not leave today. Please, Yellow Sand Demon King, observe carefully.”

“Good—that’s more like it...”

The demon was pleased but was cut off abruptly.

“Could it be...?”

“Yes, you guessed right. It is my heavenly tribulation.”

Yue Sansi’s expression grew heavy as he glanced up at the unchanged sky, thoughtfully brushing the few stubborn strands of hair on his head.

He was puzzled: since arriving in human territory, he had done nothing but indulge in pleasure, yet suddenly, the tribulation of the metamorphosis realm came without warning.

He stared intently at the sky, his mood much more relaxed.

He had no intention of harming the city, only wished to leave quickly to avoid damaging it during tribulation.

Yet unexpectedly... the two rulers of Wuyou City were far too enthusiastic toward him!

The lord of Wuyou City was at the half-step metamorphosis realm, relying on formations that rivaled ordinary metamorphosis cultivators, making escape impossible—that was why he was detained.

The Yellow Sand Demon King dared to co-govern under this great formation, showing considerable confidence.

Though Yue Sansi knew these two had reasons for not wanting him to leave, seeing his tribulation drawing near, the city’s formation reassured him somewhat.

After all, it was a kind of defense.

If you wish ill upon me and refuse to let me go, then I’ll simply stay for now.

He thought silently, crushing a protective stone on his wrist and then releasing his full cultivation realm.

As disaster clouds gathered and thunder rumbled faintly, Yue Sansi suddenly smiled at the grim-faced man and demon.

“Thank you.”