That said, one had to admit that the White Bone Nethercrow Clan's foundations were truly astonishing. Even with over ten billion souls expended, it hadn't even come close to exhausting their reserves. The exchange list displayed on the White Bone Crystal Pillar remained just as astonishing—varied, endless, and ever-evolving. Every now and then, new items would appear on the list, continuously expanding.
"Huh? What kind of treasure is that?"
Just as Yi Tianxing finished redeeming all the souls, several radiant divine lights shimmered on the crystal pillar. Upon closer inspection, a few rare treasures had newly appeared on the list:
Soul Guardian Orb – 1 billion souls
Iron-Blood Battle Flag – 800 million souls
Peacock Plume – 1 billion souls
Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles – 1 billion souls...
Each treasure was a rare artifact, most of them at the pinnacle of Earth-grade soul treasures, and those that weren't were just a step away. Their potential was extraordinary—undeniably, this was the true heritage of the Nethercrow Clan.
"Yah Huang, your methods are quite cunning. Why didn't you offer these treasures earlier? Now that they're revealed, you clearly intend to tempt me into continuing the hunt for Eternal Night demons to earn more souls."
Yi Tianxing shot the Crow Emperor a meaningful glance. He knew exactly why these new treasures had only now appeared.
"With your abilities, Emperor, these souls are but trifles. One more large battle, and all of these treasures will be within your grasp. Especially this Iron-Blood Battle Flag—it's something you cannot afford to miss. It's a soul treasure accidentally birthed in the last epoch. It's a mother-and-child flag, with the mother flag able to spawn child flags continuously. The child flags can gather iron-blooded will and condense battle and army souls within the banner. It amplifies army strength, protects soldiers, and the kind of battle soul manifested depends entirely on the faith and will of the troops."
The Crow Emperor eagerly introduced the Iron-Blood Battle Flag.
So long as one was willing, the mother flag could generate countless child flags. Although they had to be nurtured from the Yellow grade, once matured, their power amplification was immense.
The standard enhancements were:
Yellow Grade: 10–30% boost
Profound Grade: 40–60% boost
Earth Grade: 70–90% boost
Heaven Grade: over 100% boost
Combined with the inherent traits of the battle flags, the amplifications for large armies would be overwhelmingly powerful.
"A fine treasure. Wait for it. I will redeem that battle flag."
Yi Tianxing's eyes lit up. He had already decided—he must obtain the Iron-Blood Battle Flag. On the battlefield, it would become a fearsome trump card, with an absurd increase in combat power.
He didn't linger further. Without souls, all those treasures were just eye candy—meaningless. It would be better to leave and return when he had enough souls to trade.
"Come again anytime."
The Crow Emperor flapped his wings with a smile, bidding them farewell.
"Emperor, the chefs have just finished preparing a grand feast using ingredients from the Hydra. Would you care to try it now?"
Li Zhilin approached Yi Tianxing and the women with a courteous tone.
"Perfect timing! Let's see how our three chefs perform."
Yi Tianxing's eyes lit up. "Come, let's go back. It's about mealtime, and these chefs are said to be highly skilled. Let's judge for ourselves."
"We've been looking forward to new chefs."
Gongsun Daniu smiled.
After following Yi Tianxing and becoming his consorts, the women had grown used to the finest of things. Though they weren't overly materialistic, when it came to food—thanks to Yi Tianxing's influence—they had developed refined tastes. Eating, clothing, housing, and transportation—these were life's necessities. Their palates had risen accordingly. Ordinary cuisine no longer pleased them.
Leaving Yi Tianxing and his party aside, as night once again descended…
Streaks of starlight suddenly flashed across the sky, descending toward the battlefield.
In a hidden valley, beams of starlight fell—and with them, several figures materialized out of nowhere.
At the center was a white-haired, child-faced old woman. One glance made it clear that in her youth, she must've been stunning. For cultivators—especially female ones—maintaining eternal youth wasn't difficult at all. Their obsession with beauty surpassed all imagination.
Beauty-retaining pills and youth-preserving elixirs sold for sky-high prices, proving the point.
Yet no one would dare underestimate this old woman. Her aura was completely concealed—so perfectly that she appeared almost mortal. But that alone made her all the more terrifying.
Someone like her could not possibly be ordinary.
Surrounding her were a hundred young women, each one stunningly beautiful, the kind to make countless hearts race. However, their expressions were icy—emotionless even. They radiated chilling, dangerous energy, their gazes devoid of feeling.
Each one of them exuded a powerful aura—comparable to the True Spirit Realm. Against Eternal Night prodigies, they would not be outclassed. Together, they gave off a terrifying, almost suffocating pressure. Such a force could easily annihilate a battle city.
"Go. The Holy Son's cultivation of the Euphoria Heaven-Mending Art (极乐补天功) has entered a critical phase. He now requires a large number of furnace vessels to accelerate his breakthrough. These female cultivators from the Eternal World are the best candidates. Becoming his furnace is the greatest honor of their lives. Now go, bestow that honor upon them."
The old woman—Madam Bi of the Euphoria Demon Palace—commanded coldly.
Clearly, these were high-ranking figures from Eternal Night, and their motives for entering the battlefield were anything but simple. Their intentions toward Eternal World's female cultivators were downright malicious.
"Yes!"
The women responded crisply and split into pairs, swiftly vanishing into the distance to begin their search.
"Heh… Old Witch Bi of the Euphoria Demon Palace. Here again to collect Eternal World female cultivators as furnaces? Looks like the Euphoria Holy Son has reached a critical stage in cultivating that sinister Euphoria Heaven-Mending Art. That technique is truly insidious—absorbing the life essence, bloodline, and even the physique of the furnace to evolve one's own body into an Ultimate Demonic Physique. Even one's innate talent can be stolen. Once you become a furnace, you're finished."
"Becoming a ruined vessel is the least of it. They lose their minds and become demon puppets—mindless killers loyal only to him. The technique's terrifying—it's not something anyone wants to provoke."
"Indeed. That demonic art was once almost wiped out in the last epoch when it angered a certain forbidden figure who smashed the palace into rubble using the Heaven Tablet. If they hadn't escaped in time, there'd be no Euphoria Holy Son today. Now he dares to strike again—this could backfire."
"Let him. He only thinks with the wrong head. If it blows up in his face, all the better. Besides, I hear the Eternal World's central camp is drafting plans to hunt down Emperor Yi. He's grown too powerful—another Martial Ancestor-tier threat. Even if the price is high, they want him dead."
"Let's sit back and enjoy the show. This clash is bound to shake the world."
On the Divine Demon Battlefield, in the city of Greenleaf, beastmen held the line.
In the city, many beastmen patrolled—some massive, others feline or fox-like. Among them were beauties from the Foxkin and Catkin clans.
One was Hu Jiaojiao, a foxkin princess with natural allure. Wherever she walked, eyes followed. That day, she was heading toward the city walls to help repel another wave of Eternal Night's attacks.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, two beams of light streaked through the sky, penetrating the city's defensive barrier in a flash, landing directly before Hu Jiaojiao.
"Who are you?" she snapped, alert, instantly falling into a defensive stance.
"Foxkin… innately seductive… high-grade furnace."
"Take her!!"
The two white-clad women didn't hesitate. Their gazes swept over her before coldly issuing the command.