Damn it! Let's smash the darkness together!-Chapter 576 - 154: Brother Kills Old Father with Red-Tasseled Spear, Supreme Among Men (Requesting Monthly Votes)_3

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Chapter 576: Chapter 154: Brother Kills Old Father with Red-Tasseled Spear, Supreme Among Men (Requesting Monthly Votes)_3

The leader outside the iron cage looked very satisfied. He pointed at you and said to Asgaard, "Mr. Shaman, do you see? I’ve always told you that you worry too much. It’s in Alaya’s nature to be of our Joyful Clan; he might even have awakened our ancestors’ traits. He will most definitely not have any problems!"

"Ah... yes, yes!" Asgaard, upon seeing this, could only nod in agreement. He was extremely embarrassed. As a shaman, he was required to maintain purity and have no descendants. In front of you, who was greedy and fond of pleasures as a Lust Demon, he felt utterly ashamed and could not say another word.

The torture inside the iron cage continued. The Tooth Demon completely broke down, hugging you while screaming, "Kid, no, big brother! Stop it, I can’t take it anymore, please, kill me."

"Alright!"

You kept your promise and killed the Tooth Demon, who had eaten more than a hundred humans and had reached the bronze level, alive. Unfortunately, no more Curse Flares were obtained.

"It seems the Tai Chu Scroll was not mistaken; a Demon only has one Curse Flare. But is it only female Demons who have them, or do males have them too?" you mused deeply.

Males? You’re interested in them too? Hell, you’re really defying heaven.

You ended the battle and gained the tribe leader’s complete trust. At the same time, you took the initiative to ask to fight more Demons.

"Leader, I need more Demons! Demons are powerful; they are better training partners than humans! I need more!" you stated convincingly, with earnestness in your tone.

"Good! Full of spirit! Look, this is a warrior of our Joyful Clan. Everyone should learn from Alaya!" Brown saw your eagerness and was very excited. He felt the rise of the Joyful Clan was happening today.

Brown assigned the rest of the sub-humans to you, making you the Head Coach of the Sub-human Tribe, while he himself focused on hunting outside.

Brown was very powerful, an expert with the strength of the silver level, capable of going deep into the sixth layer of the Abyss. He captured a great number of Demons for you to battle against.

He didn’t know that all these were your training opponents, from whom you could gain more Buddhist essence and boost your strength!

Captured a seductive Enchanting Demon! Your Buddhist essence +1.

Here comes a slick Oil Demon! Your Buddhist essence +1 again.

There’s also the highly tactile Steel Wire Ball Demon, the high-pitched Singing Demon, the diversely posed Gymnastics Demon, the alluringly posing Bicycle Demon, and the red-glowing Vibrating Blade Demon...

Under your strict and extensive training as Head Coach, these Demons all became stepping stones on your path to growth, with your strength skyrocketing rapidly.

The Abyss Billion Clan, Demons of all layers, you welcomed all comers, seized all their "Curse Flares," indulging voraciously, regardless of gender.

These Demons might be utterly wicked and killed innumerable people, but surely they were not more evil than you. Why? Because—the greatest of all evils begins with lust!

Your Buddhist essence grew stronger, and you appeared increasingly majestic, yet the things you did grew more and more infuriating to the Demons.

After harvesting from hundreds of Demons, you successfully made a breakthrough and became the Second-Rank of the gambler’s path: the Marauder! Anciently called, a Robber!

Your martial arts and magic capabilities rose alongside, and now your comprehensive strength was on par with the silver-level experts of this world!

Your appetite grew larger; bronze-level Demons were no longer satisfying. You needed more formidable Demons.

Brown looked at you becoming more and more powerful with satisfaction, yet also fell into deep thought. He knew he could not satisfy you just by himself. After pondering over and again, for the rise of the race, he had to make a decision against the ancestors’ wishes!

...

Belch~

Xu Shu crawled up from his damp bed, stretching his limbs.

Finally reached the Second Rank; it wasn’t easy.

Indeed, whether it’s legends or reality, advancing through the Transcendent path always becomes arduous.

Not like the last time with "Nine Dragons for the Throne", just snap, you close and open your eyes, and easily have the power to contend with the heavens, with a promotion speed so fast it’s like cheating.

But there’s gain for each loss.

Compared to Zhu Wu, who became a Martial Arts Immortal all of a sudden, Xu Shu’s Alaya had upgraded slowly, yet he had perfect control over himself and a deep understanding of his strength.

In this respect, he was very much like Xiao Han, who had once been in the "Sword Qi Fury."

Of course, this was a good thing. Such feedback could bring endless benefits to Xu Shu in reality, essentially gaining another Transcendent experience for free.

But what was Brown up to again?

Xu Shu, while gulping down milk, continued the legend:

"Do heroes shape history, or does history shape heroes?"

"This is a tricky relationship to pin down, but starting in the year 1332 of the New Calendar, when the sixth-generation Sword Saintess, Triss Reinhardt, began to make her mark on the continent, a conclusion gradually emerged:

"The first eighteen years were shaped by history; the latter eighteen years were shaped by a hero!" (Note 2)

"In the year 1328 of the Bright Era, the continent was in turmoil, with constant conflicts between the East Chester Empire and the West Constant Empire, eventually leading to years of war."

"As the two great empires reduced their efforts to eradicate the dungeons, many small countries around them suffered greatly from the demons emerging from the dungeons. They had to spend large sums hiring high-level adventurers for exorcism, leading to the rise of countless young elites, warriors, sages, and valiant generals like bamboo shoots after rain, giving birth to numerous celebratory songs passed down among the people."

"Among them, the story of Bro’s campaigns in the Abyss began to spread throughout this small northern region of the West Constant Empire."

"Hey, have you heard? A peerless genius has emerged from the Bro Tribe of the Lust Demon Clan in the northern part of the West Constant Empire."

"Dual Cultivation of Demon and Martial, it seems he has awakened bloodlines from a thousand years ago!"

"Lust Demon Clan? Ah, such a tragedy! Hasn’t the empire sent troops to exterminate them?"

"You don’t know the whole story. Not only have they not exterminated them, but they’ve also reached an agreement with the empire’s border army! Because this genius is different from other Lust Demons—he doesn’t eat humans, he eats demons. It’s said he has already eradicated a large number of dungeons with high threat levels for the empire!"

"What, really?"

"Yes! That genius achieved Iron Rank at one, Bronze Rank at three, and now, after more than a decade, who knows what heights he has reached. He’s a peerless elite capable of competing with our West Constant’s Sword Saintess, the Alan Empire’s Grandson of the Sage, and East Chester’s Crimson Priestess!"

"On the Youlan Continent, countless races rise to prominence, and mighty warriors fill the skies. The stronger the race, the more they produce elites. Being proficient in two arts is enough to be called a genius, like certain Saintesses, grandsons, and priestesses."

"And you, you are such a genius! The Lust Demon Clan may be a minor race, but it has produced a talent like you who practices Dual Cultivation of Demon and Martial, a privilege usually reserved for powerful races. You have elevated the Lust Demon Clan to heights they’ve never belonged."

"But the truth is even more than that; you’re a super genius in Demon, Martial, and Esoteric Buddhism—a talent among talents. Even across the entire continent, you are a rare gem."

"As time flies by swiftly, the years pass quickly, and before we know it, it’s 1332."

"Now, at the tender age of eighteen, you continue to practice relentlessly. Not satisfied with just leading troops to capture, you also actively enter the shallow Abyss in search of targets."

"Drenched in sweat, you shatter the inner palace and extinguish evil demons! In this place, your strength stands out notably. As long as you avoid entering the ’lord’s’ territory of this layer, no demon can wrestle with you; they can’t escape your clutches."

"The demon you practice the most against is: Enchanting Demon."

"The phrase you hear most often is: Brother, kill me!"

"From the first to the sixth layer of the Abyss, you’ve left behind your mark and your legend."

"You’ve successfully broken through to become a Third Rank Transcendent, known as—’Esoteric Buddhism Tutor’!"

"You are highly dependent on Selena’s breast milk; during your cultivation period, you always keep her close, sticking to her like a shadow. This has prevented Asgaard from having any excuse to kill her, as you have stated that you need to drink a lot of milk to have enough strength to fight."

"Heavenly defiance, still sucking on milk at eighteen, huh?"