'Enough, let's wait until the so-called believers call for you, I reckon the real effect of this blessing isn't that simple.'

General Wei let out a low growl, expressing agreement.

Xu Guang smiled and returned to the valley once more.

[Celestial Register - Ninth Grade Reserve Position]

[Current Blessing: Hosted Soldiers]

[Celestial Merit: 4328]

On the journey through the mountain path to Southern Sichuan, the occasional slaying of wandering ghosts provided Xu Guang with nearly a thousand points of Celestial Merit.

According to estimations, if there is a vacancy, his Celestial Merit should be enough to promote him to the Eighth-Grade Main Position.

Of course, if it really doesn't work out, even the Eighth Grade is fine.

Now, he has a considerable understanding of the Celestial Register.

It can be seen as a microcosm of the former Great Zhou Imperial Court, the Main Position is akin to the head of a Government Office.

The Main Position is generally like the deputy of a Government Office.

As for the Reserve Position, it is the various officials within the Government Office.

Generally speaking, the blessing of the Main Position leans towards permanence, leaving traces even if the Celestial Register is lost.

The effects of the Main and Reserve Positions' blessings disappear completely upon losing the Celestial Register.

The Daoist Sect chooses to refine the Celestial Register starting from the Ninth Grade because the chances of ascending to the Main Position are very slim for those inheriting the Heavenly Talisman Level.

The number of Main and Main Positions in each grade of the Celestial Register is finite, but the exact number is unknown to Xu Guang and even unknown to Shen Suyong, who introduced it to him.

Perhaps only the Great Zhou Court and the Celestial Destiny Sect, who control the Celestial Register, have the knowledge.

A message seemed to descend from the heavens and surfaced in Xu Guang's mind.

Xu Guang had an epiphany, and the Celestial Register in his palm suddenly became scorching hot, as if brewing something.

Suddenly, like when General Wei inherited the Celestial Register earlier, a certain mysterious existence seemed to be attracted by the Celestial Register in Xu Guang's palm.

Thoughts moved.

Disappear.

[Celestial Register - Eighth Grade - Main Position]

[Blessing: True Blood]

[Current Celestial Merit: 0]

Xu Guang was overjoyed, never expecting that over four thousand Celestial Merit would truly elevate him to the Eighth-Grade Main Position.

Closing his eyes again, he assessed the effects of the blessing.

[Every thirty years, a True Blood Qi is condensed and integrates with the essence blood of the Celestial Register holder to nurture Transcendent True Blood, allowing Ten Thousand Spirits to trace their ancestors through True Blood.]

The blessing from Hosted Soldiers had already vanished.

The Celestial Register of the Ninth Grade Reserve Position only manifested four blessing effects, which were Hosted Soldiers, Strengthening, Swallowing Qi, and Water Entry.

It was like the standard equipment of small soldiers from the Government Office.

For Xu Guang, these effects were currently quite negligible, so he didn't mind if they disappeared.

However, as he felt the newly generated blessing, Xu Guang furrowed his brow.

This effect of the Celestial Register's blessing...

Feeling something, he sat down, and a wisp of crimson Qi, seeming to descend from the distant heavens, entered his body.

Is this the True Blood Qi?

Xu Guang carefully examined the description of the blessing effect and had an epiphany.

He bit the tip of his tongue, forcing out a strand of essence blood from within and merging it with the Qi.

Suddenly, the drop of essence blood that flew out of him transformed into a golden hue.

The blood exuded a strange fragrance, revealing visions amidst the golden light, as if dragons and phoenixes were dancing, numerous alien species manifested, and after three breaths, merged into it.

In the valley, the howls of wild beasts echoed through the air, as if they encountered an irresistible, tremendous boon, and they frantically surged out from the forested valley.

Even General Wei, with a peculiar expression on his face, emitted low growls at Xu Guang, his eyes full of longing.

Xu Guang was thoughtful, tracing to the ancestors, referring to obtaining the talent of one's ancestors?

The spiritual sense of demon beasts seems much keener than humans, although Xu Guang could feel the extraordinary benefit of True Blood to himself, it wasn't as intense as that of these demon beasts.

"For you, Ah Wei."

Gazing at the drooling Ah Wei, Xu Guang casually tossed the golden blood that fused his essence blood and True Blood Qi into Ah Wei's mouth.

Ah Wei let out a long howl, abruptly transforming into its original form, it seemed to be... evolving.

Xu Guang raised an eyebrow, irresistibly amazed in his heart, this effect...

It's more potent than I imagined, does it even cause evolution in an alien species like General Wei, who has received Dragon Blood lineage and inherently possesses extraordinary bloodline?

...

In the mountains, the cries of birds and beasts were continuous, and the birds in the sky flew chaotically, as if something remarkable had happened at the foot of the peak where the Wanhua Institute stood.

Tens of thousands of beasts roamed.

This phenomenon quickly attracted attention from within Jiufeng Mountain.

This is...

Someone bowed their head, just feeling that today's specially bred demon beasts in the mountains seemed to exhibit notable changes.

Master Fuqing slightly opened her eyes, a hint of surprise emerged.

"A treasure that can cause the bloodline of demon beasts to evolve?"

She seemed to have thought of something, today seemed to be the day for the positioning of the Celestial Register?

That position...

It's Xu Guang, is his Celestial Register blessing causing the stir among the mountain's demon beasts?

'It quite suits him.'

'However, it's quite amusing that some in the Chuamen Institute suspected his Celestial Register blessing to be a feast before. Now it looks rather laughable.'

Master Fuqing didn't mind these things, her eyes once again closed.

...

Sword Seal Peak.

Wan Zheng, a highly ranked Inner Sect Disciple in the Sword Seal Institute, was attentively escorting a young woman into the mountain gate.

The woman appeared to be around twenty years old, with a gentle face, a soft demeanor, and a tall figure with a prominent chest, holding a purplish-red Little Mink in her arms like a flame.

Behind the woman, a middle-aged man, seemingly in his thirties, accompanied and protected her.

"Brother Wan, there's no need for the hassle, I grew up here, Sword Seal Peak, I'm very familiar with it."

Wan Zheng dared not slack and responded with a smile, "I forgot, Miss Jiang also trained here in Jiufeng Mountain since childhood."

The woman smiled without speaking.

Just as she was about to enter, suddenly feeling that the birds in the sky had become noisier.

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