The Great Ruler

On the altar, Xuan Luo and Mo Xin both looked pale. They obviously had not expected the Pagoda Ancestor to actually admire Mu Chen to this extent. Even though he knew that the latter had a disagreement with the Budur Ancient Clan, he still decided to hand over the Eight Budur to Mu Chen.

“Ancestor!” Xuan Luo and Mo Xin still wanted to argue.

The Pagoda Ancestor waved his hand, and his voice was firm. “I have already decided. However,” he looked at the two and continued, “both of you go back and tell those elders in the clan that the reason why our Budur Clan has been able to exist ’til today is because of the talents in the clan. But now it has gradually become pedantic, and if this goes on for long, our Budur Clan will no longer flourish!”

Towards the end of his speech, his voice had become slightly harsh. Clearly, the fact that the Budur Ancient Clan treated Mu Chen as a sinner due to Mu Chen’s mother had also enraged Ancestor Budur.

As Xuan Luo and Mo Xin were reprimanded, they did not dare to speak, and their heads were lowered. However, their eyes were still flickering with jealousy and unwillingness. They never thought that the sinner whom they had previously regarded as having a petty and low position would become the biggest winner in the Ancient Holy Gulf. They should have been the center of the public’s attention but had instead become unpopular in the face of Mu Chen’s grandeur.

“Mu Chen, follow me to accept the inheritance.” Ancestor Budur did not pay any attention to them. Instead, he looked at Mu Chen, and with a wave of his sleeves, the spiritual light fluctuated, and both their figures disappeared from the altar.

As they disappeared, Xuan Luo and Mo Xin both raised their heads and their faces were extremely gloomy. “So we’re just going to let him get the inheritance?” Mo Xin said with a shady voice.

Xuan Luo was silent for a moment before he immediately sneered and said, “How is a sinner also worthy to have the Eight Budur? Since the ancestor insisted on choosing him, then let him be. However, whether he can bring the Eight Budur out of the Holy Gulf Continent is not something that the ancestor can decide.” When he said this, he had a cold look in his eyes.

Mo Xin was startled before saying, “What do you mean?”

Xuan Luo sneered and said, “Do you think that Hei Guang, Elder Mo Yin, and the rest will just sit by and watch as the Eight Budur falls into Mu Chen’s hands? Once they hear of this, even the Great Elder’s order can be temporarily ignored.”

Only when Mo Xin heard this did he nod slightly. Indeed, if Hei Guang and Elder Mo Yin took action, regardless of what abilities Mu Chen had, it would be absolutely impossible to escape the pursuit of two Heavenly Sovereigns. “Then we’ll just let him be proud of it for a short while first.”

When the spiritual light in front of Mu Chen dissipated, he realized that his surroundings had changed. They should have been inside a tower, as there were ancient patterns that could be faintly seen on the mottled tower wall. An ancient aura of vicissitude surrounded the tower.

“Where is this?” Mu Chen looked at Ancestor Budur, who was standing in front of him. Here, he could sense some familiar fluctuations.

Ancestor Budur smiled and said with a hint of commemoration, “This is my pagoda. But with the decay of my body, this pagoda has also lost its glory, gradually breaking down through the years.”

Mu Chen nodded slightly. Although this pagoda had begun its dilapidation, he could still feel an indescribable aura hovering around it that made him feel scared.

Ancestor Budur’s will was sitting in the tower. He smiled at Mu Chen and said, “Do you know the origin of the Eight Budur?”

Mu Chen shook his head. The only thing he knew was that the Eight Budur was on the list of the 36 Volumes of Rare Super Powers in the Great Thousand World, and the power was infinite. The rest, he did not know.

When Ancestor Budur saw this, he did not mind and said, “I created this Rare Super Power during my peak period. It was when the Extraterritorial Race invaded the Great Thousand World.

“I slayed countless demons, and I sealed dozens of Demon Emperors in the pagoda. Within the pagoda, there was no lack of Demon Emperors that could rival God Grade Heavenly Sovereigns.”

When Mu Chen heard this, he couldn’t help but to immediately blow a raspberry. Sealing dozens of Demon Emperors, this pagoda was really the best. After all, they were equivalent to dozens of Heavenly Sovereigns.

“It was precisely because too many Demon Emperors were being sealed that the pagoda became slightly unstable. After that, I had a plan to refine these Demon Emperors into the guardians of the pagoda.”

Mu Chen was amazed. Refining Demon Emperors into guardians? That was not easy, because it required the erasure of the Demon Emperors’ original consciousnesses. It was just like refining puppets, but usually the power of the puppets would be far weaker than when they were alive. If this was the case, the Eight Budur was clearly not qualified to be on the list of the 36 Volumes of Rare Super Powers.

“I was naturally aware of this point, so I eventually branded the refined guardians into the pagoda and connected them to my body. I would use a secret method to cleanse and quench them around the clock, so that their own strength could be preserved at its maximum,” Ancestor Budur said with a little self-satisfaction.

Mu Chen gasped in admiration. No wonder Ancestor Budur was considered one of the strongest people in the Great Thousand World. This method was really wonderful.

“But the only pitiful part was that if one wants to refine this type of guardian, the rate of failure is too high. Among the dozens of Demon Emperors, there were only three who succeeded, so in the following years, I utilized battles to seal and refine Demon Emperors without restraint. It was only because of this that one year before the fall, the Eight Budur could be truly cultivated,” Ancestor Budur explained.

When Mu Chen heard this, he broke out in cold sweat uncontrollably. Refining dozens of Demon Emperors had only resulted in three successes. This failure rate was really high. After all, the Demon Emperors were certainly not cabbages. Those were comparable to the top powers of Heavenly Sovereigns. He could imagine the extent of the lunacy when Ancestor Budur was hunting down and killing the Demon Emperors.

It was no wonder that so far, no one had ever cultivated the Eight Budur before. The material for this cultivation was simply nowhere to be found. After all, it was impossible to use the Heavenly Sovereigns from the Great Thousand World as material for cultivation. If that was the case, once discovered, the whole Great Thousand World might not tolerate it.

When he thought of this, Mu Chen laughed bitterly as well. If that was so, then what was the point in knowing the method to cultivate the Eight Budur?

Looking at his face, Ancestor Budur smiled and said, “The precious thing about the Eight Budur is actually not in its cultivation method, but rather in the Eight Budur itself.” After he had finished speaking, Ancestor Budur raised his hands, and the damaged and torn pagoda began to shake. Mu Chen saw a crack suddenly appear on the tower’s wall. Finally, accompanied by the sound of something breaking, eight streams of red light shot out directly from the tower’s wall.

The eight streams of red light fell and continued to rotate around Ancestor Budur’s body. It was only then that Mu Chen could see it clearly. Those were actually eight red beads, just that it looked like the surface of the beads was engraved with some slightly savage and fierce patterns.

Mu Chen had just glanced at the eight red beads for a moment, and he could already feel the transpiration of the blood in his body and a desire to kill emerging in his heart.

Buzz.

It was at this time that the Holy Pagoda inside Mu Chen’s body released a sacred light and immediately purified and expelled the desire to kill, causing Mu Chen to be restored to sobriety.

Phew.

Mu Chen, who had just recovered, couldn’t help but suddenly take a step back and look at the eight red beads with fear in his eyes. Those things were really evil. If they fell into the hands of ordinary people, they would immediately be turned into killing monsters.

“This is the core Budur Bead of the Eight Budur.” Ancestor Budur pointed at the eight red beads and smiled slightly. Then, he waved his sleeves, and the eight beads suddenly let out bursts of red light. Above the light, they gradually turned into eight giant figures.

Those eight giant figures were all about 100 feet tall, and they looked ferocious. Some were like furious Vajras, while some were like fierce Rakshasas. But without exception, their bodies were exuding an extremely terrifying feeling of oppression.

Mu Chen looked at the eight giant figures and realized, “They are the Eight Budur?”

Ancestor Budur smiled as he nodded.

“Oh, I see.” Mu Chen was amazed. At this moment, he realized that the Eight Budur was not so much a Rare Super Power, but rather a kind of Rare Sacred Object. Because it did not need to learn perseverance, as long as one was able to inherit these Eight Budur beads, then they could be cultivated to the Eight Budur! The most precious thing about this Eight Budur was not the method of cultivation, but rather that the eight Budur Beads had been made by refining many Demon Emperors!

“Back then, it was a considerably lucky thing for me to be able to refine these eight Budur Beads. I think even if I had another chance, I am afraid I would not be able to refine them anymore,” Ancestor Budur said with a sigh.

Mu Chen also nodded. Indeed, wanting to cultivate those Demon Emperors into guardians was not an easy task, and within the process, there were too many lucky elements needed.

“But these materials are the Demon Emperors after all, so they are infected with a fierce aura. Usually for an average person, even if they were an ordinary Heavenly Sovereign, their hearts would be smashed and eroded if it was used for a long time.” When he spoke of this point, Ancestor Budur looked towards Mu Chen with a pleased look and said, “But luckily, you have the Holy Pagoda. With its guardianship, these fierce auras will not erode you at all.

“With the increase in your own strength, the strength of the Eight Budur will also grow. However, they will not be able to cultivate, so every battle will consume a lot of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid. For this, you have to be well prepared,” Ancestor Budur reminded him.

“Sovereign Spiritual Liquid again?” When Mu Chen heard this, his head suddenly pounded. He already had the Mystery Dragon Army, which was like a bottomless hole that swallowed Sovereign Spiritual Liquid. He did not expect the experience of yet another eater.

It was imaginable that if one wanted to mobilize the Eight Budur, the amount of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid which needed to be consumed would be measured in at least tens of millions.

“In addition,” Ancestor Budur paused, and his face became serious as he said, “If your strength has not reached the appropriate level yet, remember not to force the power of the Eight Budur. They are Demon Emperors, after all. Even if they have been refined, that fierceness is already deep in their flesh and blood. Once their power reaches the point where you can’t control it, it would be possible for them to devour their owner!”

Mu Chen nodded with a grave look on his face. It seemed that these Eight Budur were a double-edged sword.

“If that is the case…” Ancestor Budur was staring at Mu Chen. His palms lifted slightly and the eight red beads slowly began to swirl. “Are you ready to accept the inheritance of the Eight Budur?”