Legend of Swordsman; Xiuhuan

The Seven Seasons Pagoda

Xiuhuan gave the Two Red Crystals to the Demon before him, so that the other Cultivators who were also about to enter the Demon Tower were shocked at his actions.

“What is he rich young master? So that the goods are not clearly bought,” whispered the visitors.

“Enak once so The old man, just by selling an obscure item can be rich in an instant,” said the other.

Xiuhuan did not care about their ravings, as he was sure that there was no way this old man could staunchly sell this small Pagoda at such a great price even though it had not sold for the past hundred years.

“I've bought it, so what's the use of this little Pagoda?” xiuhuan asked curiously. However, the old man only smiled at the two Red Crystals in his hand, so he frowned. “Hey, Old man! What is its usefulness?” Xiuhuan's voice was a bit high, so the old man seemed annoyed to look at him.

“Deliver a bit of your qi to that high-level artifact and another one of its name is the Seven Seasons Pagoda, as there are seven floors in that Pagoda with seven different seasons,” said the old Devil.

Xiuhuan was surprised to hear that, he felt that the description of this old Devil was just like a joke. “Don't I really get tricked by him,” Xiuhuan murmured as he streamed the qi on the Seven Seasons Pagoda. However, he was surprised that suddenly the Seven Seasons Pagoda disappeared from his hands. “Eh, how to lose ‘njing?” abject Xiuhuan was shocked.

The Sepuh Devil chuckled and said, “Try checking your dantian!”

Xiuhuan examined his Rongqinya, as he did not have a human-like Dantian in this Kun Lun Continent or Dayan Continent and he was surprised to see the Seven Seasons Pagoda had stood firmly inside his Rongqinya.

“How great, right?” The demon smiled broadly. “The Seven Seasons Pagoda could hold thousands of Devils and Monsters or plants. Just choose which room is the most suitable for you to live in, but as the host of the Seven Seasons Pagoda that—you can only send your Consciousness, only, as for the other Devils that you will—can enter it and settle there!” The old demon gave an explanation and held Xiuhuan's hand wanting to inspect the Seven Seasons Pagoda.

“This?” The Half-devil looked at Xiuhuan with a surprised face and sent a telepathic voice, “You are not a Devil and you are from that damned human race,”.

Xiuhuan was surprised to hear that, he had not expected to be caught by a Devil who did not have this cultivation base, he had not expected, and it turns out his guess was really a reality—if this old man was actually a great Cultivator who pretended to be weak.

“Why can you know it?” Xiuhuan kept trying to be calm, because the old man did not make any suspicious movements, so he suspected that this old man had no intention of attacking him—because he instead sent a telepathic voice when surprised earlier.

The Half-devil smiled widely and said, “I've already visited your place and you'll usually die after reaching Swordsman Level 100, but you seem to be excluded—what the gods forgot your identis, though your race is deliberately curbed because you have a very large and abundant qi—it can destroy the balance of the universe.”

Xiuhuan did not expect, his disguise mode was even caught easily by this old Devil and he also did not know what reason to give her up.

“Don't worry, because you already have a wife from among us, then I will keep your identity secret and most importantly do not do problems in this Dayan Continent alone, because your presence always brings disaster, because your presence always brings disaster,” he said again and suddenly it disappeared just like Jelangkung— came not picked up and returned not delivered.

“Ah, sorry-sorry!” sahut Xiuhuan cupped his fists to show respect to the Devils that were lining up behind him.

Xiuhuan was now relieved that he already had a very valuable Artifact. In this way he can bring his three wives to the human world— without having to show their form, because it can make him hunted by all Cultivators of the Kun Lun Continent if caught marrying the Devil Race. However, he was still confused how to reveal his true identity to the three and he was also curious, how they would respond if they found out their husband turned out to be a human.

...***...

By late afternoon, Xiuhuan and his three wives had finally entered the Demon Tower after paying an entrance fee of One Red Crystal for one participant.

“This is the Devil's Tower,” mumbled Xiuhuan felt a strange spiritual energy inside the room that was more akin to the carcass of a giant Monster, as they stepped on a pool of red-colored liquid similar to blood.

Each of the participants chose a comfortable place to cultivate and Xiuhuan also chose a place that had the least pool of red liquid and immediately sat down cross-legged.

Yu Fen, Yu Qingyi and Kong Xia also sat cross-legged near Xiuhuan, then he made a water Shield that was camouflaged with that red-colored liquid, so the other Devils thought he was a Seal expert Cultivator.

“In this way, we will be safe during cultivating hehehe ...” Xiuhuan chuckled and gave his wife a high-level healing Pill and a Heaven Pill, as they could have failed in their cultivation breakthroughs and gotten deep wounds, either, then they could directly swallow the healing Pill so as not to endanger their safety.

“I started cultivating first Xiuhuan gege, hopefully we manage to make a breakthrough,” Yu Qingyi said as she closed her eyes.

Xiuhuan nodded and Yu Fen and Kong Xia also did the same thing, so they started to do long cultivation through the years.

The first thing that appeared in Xiuhuan's mind was the God's fight against the giant Monster figure that was ten times the size of the Dayan Continent. The giant monster claimed to be a God who was driven from heaven and was the ancestor of the Demon Race.

The fight between the two highest entities in the universe was terrifying. Hundreds of Tatasuryas were destroyed and it took thousands of years until the fight ended with the defeat of the Demon Race Ancestor.

Before his body was destroyed by the God who became his opponent, he threw part of his consciousness into the Dayan Continent or rather Zhongjian City and he created a special Seal that kept his consciousness there to share the remnants of his spiritual energy with his succeeding generations and hope someday one of them will shake heaven again— avenge him.

“Hmm, it turns out that I absorbed the spiritual energy of the Demon Ancestor,” Xiuhuan murmured. “Then I have inherited the resolve of the Devil and will not be able to incarnate again after death.” Xiuhuan sighed deeply. However, for the sake of looking after the family he loved, he still practiced cultivation that defied the heavens. Because this is the only shortcut to becoming the strongest, he was tired of constantly running away from the pursuit of Cultivators who oppressed him—does he want to be like his idol Sun Go Kong who dared to tinker with the Sky Palace and destroy the enemies that confronted him.