Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"What is Young Master Yang doing?"

Seeing Yang Xiao pick up the severed arm and begin working on it, everyone present was baffled.

The same was true for Yan Chixiao.

After killing his younger brother, Yan Chiyun, he knew full well that it wasn't enough. Even if he had ground his brother to dust, it likely wouldn't have restored his former standing in Yang Xiao's eyes.

That's why he had acted so ruthlessly, tearing off one of his own arms to prove his loyalty to Yang Xiao.

And evidently, Yang Xiao had forgiven him.

This allowed Yan Chixiao to breathe a sigh of relief.

He was a pragmatic man at heart. He would have been deeply resentful if killing his brother hadn't been enough to recoup the losses from his earlier mistake.

Now, merely losing an arm in exchange for advancing his position in Yang Xiao's estimation was, for Yan Chixiao, an absolutely worthwhile trade.

Although this was a huge gamble, Yan Chixiao trusted his own judgment.

But even so, at this very moment, he, like everyone else, had no idea what Yang Xiao was doing. 'Is he going to reattach my arm for me?'

'But is that even possible?'

In this world, not even a Demigod could truly reattach a severed limb. Only those in the True Divine Realm possessed bodies that were indestructible and spirits that were Immortal. For anyone beneath the level of a True God, a reattached limb would only appear whole on the surface, even if the connection was successful.

In truth, the body would remain incomplete. 'Could Young Master Yang actually change that?'

'Then again, it just might be possible. With Young Master Yang's abilities, perhaps he really does possess a method on par with that of a True God.'

At this thought, a sliver of anticipation sparked within Yan Chixiao.

He also felt incredibly satisfied with the choice he had made.

And his awe for Yang Xiao deepened.

The others had likely considered this possibility as well, but unlike Yan Chixiao, their faith in Yang Xiao wasn't as strong. Doubt outweighed belief in their hearts.

It wasn't long before Yang Xiao stopped.

He tossed the arm to his Clone.

That's right. The one who had just appeared was none other than his Fire God Clone. Yang Xiao had sent for him long ago, right after the conditions for establishing the first base here had been met.

The Celestial Cloud Region was a great distance from the Southern Domain. However, for the Fire God Clone—who had not only comprehended the Golden Roc Secret Pattern to a profound level but had also ascended to become a Demigod—such a distance was trivial.

He had arrived here with ease.

And just so happened to arrive as Yan Chiyun was disrespecting Yang Xiao.

With his main body's cultivation sealed again, it was only natural for the Clone to be the one to act.

The only reason Yang Xiao dared to promise Yan Chixiao a new arm was because his Clone was here.

Otherwise, even if Yang Xiao had the knowledge and ability, he couldn't have done it while his cultivation was sealed. It was just like his research into converting Immortal Cultivation into Martial Arts Cultivation.

The only real difference between them was the Immortal Dao Will; their power fundamentally stemmed from the same source. The sole problem to solve was how to make a Cultivator's body compatible with Martial Dao training methods again. After that, a special Secret Technique and some Pills would be enough to complete the conversion. For Yang Xiao, who could alter the very properties of Spirit Medicine, this posed no real difficulty.

But, because his cultivation was sealed, he had never made an attempt.

But now that the Fire God Clone was here, it was no problem at all.

That was why Yang Xiao had dared to make the bold claim of giving Yan Chixiao a new arm.

Of course.

Under normal circumstances, if Yan Chixiao had severed his own arm to beg for forgiveness, Yang Xiao would have given him the cold shoulder for a few days to test his sincerity.

But now was not the time for that.

'Emperor Xuanyuan has already made his move. It seems that in his eyes, I am clearly not a suitable candidate for Human Emperor. That's why he's trying everything he can to stop me from winning the hearts of the Profound Sun Continent's people, preventing me from becoming the Human Race's Common Lord and fulfilling his conditions.'

Therefore, to accelerate his own plans and bring his ideas to fruition, Yang Xiao decided to speed things up.

He would use this incident with Yan Chixiao as an opportunity to show all the Immortal Cultivators that if they wanted to survive, they had to come to him.

Once he had won the hearts of the Immortal Cultivators, winning over the commoners would be much easier.

After all, those commoners had been ruled by the Immortal Cultivators before.

He just needed to grant them equal standing.

If he then taught them the Martial Dao, winning their loyalty would be incredibly easy.

With that, the only ones left who could stop him would be the hidden Martial Arts Influences on the Profound Sun Continent, stirred into action by Emperor Xuanyuan.

'These cowards. When the Immortal Dao flourished, they did nothing but hide in their shells, not daring to show their faces. Now that the Immortal Dao has been extinguished, they think they can come out and obstruct me? How could I, Yang Xiao, possibly let them have their way?'

Yang Xiao smiled faintly.

Just then, the Fire God Clone finished refining the arm, precisely following Yang Xiao's mental instructions.

He then handed it back.

The arm, which had been dripping with blood and already showing signs of widespread necrosis, was now completely transformed. Endless, strange Secret Patterns flowed across its surface. Faintly, one could even see the shadow of a mighty Red Qilin moving within it.

And most importantly, there was its Life Aura.

A severed arm should be constantly losing its Life Aura.

But now, its Life Aura was concentrated within it, making it seem as if the arm had a life of its own.

It was a wondrous and mystical sight.

"Swallow this Pill, then reattach the severed arm, and it will be fine."

Yang Xiao smiled faintly and handed the severed arm to Yan Chixiao.

Yan Chixiao did not hesitate.

'What a joke. I was decisive enough to sever my own arm just moments ago.'

'Why would I be afraid of just reattaching it?'

'Besides, even if it can't be reattached, I'm already in this state. There's nothing more to lose. But if it works, just as Young Master Yang said... then I'll have hit the jackpot.'

At the same time, another thought crossed his mind. 'If Young Master Yang Xiao can't properly reattach my arm, I'll still act as if he did.'

'And I'll tell everyone it was a success.'

This was because Yan Chixiao had already vaguely guessed that there was a deeper meaning to Yang Xiao reattaching his arm.

Having now thoroughly committed to his role as a loyal servant, he naturally had to play his part.

However, what Yan Chixiao didn't expect was...

The moment he swallowed the Pill and pressed the arm to his shoulder...

A terrifying power instantly permeated his entire body.

He could feel every drop of blood, every ounce of power in his body suddenly surge toward the newly attached arm.

An involuntary sense of swelling power washed over him. The next instant, he subconsciously threw a punch straight ahead.

And as his punch flew...

Everyone present was stunned.

Because a terrifying Blazing Qilin had materialized from the Fist Force.

It utterly pulverized a distant mountain, blasting it into dust.

The power was terrifying beyond compare.

Overwhelming.

Instantly, everyone's gaze turned fervent.

All eyes fell on Yang Xiao.

For the first time, they realized that their new master, who appeared to have no cultivation whatsoever, was an absolutely terrifying and yet wondrously strange individual.

A person who could change their fate!