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Chapter 2 - Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1263

"Master? What is he saying? Wasn't his master the Demon Emperor Zhuo Yifan?"

With a raised eyebrow, Empress Yan looked at everyone with a strange expression, "But that kid has been dead for thousands of years, how is it that Zhao Cheng is now calling him by name?"

A slight tremor in his beard, Sword Emperor looked deeply at the figure covered in black mist, rolling on the ground like a donkey. After pondering for a while, he nodded slightly, "I understand. He went crazy from cultivating recklessly, causing his mind to lose control. It seems that he has always felt guilty towards Zhuo Yifan, so he hallucinated before death, expressing remorse by calling out the name of the deceased. We don't need to take it seriously!"

Hearing this, everyone felt reasonable and nodded in agreement.

Indeed, Zhao Cheng was once a disciple who betrayed his master and sect, causing the downfall of his teacher. Even though he later gained the fame of the Demon Emperor and the power over various territories, deep down, he should still have guilt towards his master.

Thinking about it this way, could this be the reason for his cultivation deviation?

At this thought, the group looked again at Zhao Cheng, who was howling in pain. Their hearts held a mix of hatred, amusement, and a hint of pity!

Little did they know that Zhao Cheng's incoherent words were not hallucinations but genuine cries for his master's help. Unfortunately, for this unworthy disciple, Zhuo Yifan would not extend a helping hand without personally ending him.

"Foolish child!"

Suddenly, a whispered message from Zhuo Yifan entered Zhao Cheng's ears. While still tumbling, Zhao Cheng's body suddenly froze, as if encountering a savior. In a hurry, he said, "Master, save me, Master, save me..."

"Now, can you share your insights into practicing the Demon Amplification Technique?" 

However, what entered his ears was not a life-saving method but Zhuo Yifan's previous question. Zhao Cheng was somewhat speechless, his eyes filled with confusion.

With a light laugh, Zhuo Yifan faintly spoke, "Now you know, why I was so reluctant to let you touch the Nine Nether Secret Record. Your heart is too greedy, lacking moderation. Although the Demon Amplification Technique is a quick cultivation method, taking others' power for yourself is not that simple. Every bit absorbed must be quickly transformed into your own power. Otherwise, the conflicting powers will erode your body and corrode your mind, ultimately leading to self-destruction."

"I... I was wrong, Master. I shouldn't have been so eager for quick success. I understand now, please save me..."

"No, you are only half wrong!"

However, in response to his pleading, Zhuo Yifan sneered and continued, "Even if you could cultivate the Demon Amplification Technique gradually and control yourself, it would still be useless. Because this technique is flawed from the beginning!"

"What?"

"I omitted the first line of the technique. To practice this technique, one must first abandon their own power!"

Zhuo Yifan exhaled a long breath, continuing in a soft voice, "Since the Demon Amplification Technique absorbs others' power, you need to be an empty vessel to carry everything. Otherwise, your internal power will repel external power, causing alienation and making it difficult to assimilate. As you absorb more power, the alienation increases, and you will eventually face a backlash."

"Then you..." Zhao Cheng's face twitched as if he understood something.

With a sly smile, Zhuo Yifan continued his message, "Exactly, I was afraid that even if you practiced correctly, you would waste my efforts. So, no matter what, you had no chance of success. However, considering your impatient and arrogant nature, even if I gave you the true scripture, your chances of success would be slim. Still... I added an insurance policy to that hope!"

"Hahaha... I see, you came back this time for revenge!"

Unable to hold back a hearty laugh, Zhao Cheng flipped over, lying on the ground, letting the black mist coil around him. His legs had turned into powder, and he no longer moved. Although the pain persisted, his eyes had turned into lifeless ashes, full of despair.

Seeing this, the five emperors couldn't help but be stunned, their faces full of confusion. What happened to this guy? Is he no longer struggling?

Just now, Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Cheng were communicating in private, and they heard nothing.

With empty eyes, Zhao Cheng, at this moment, had no expression on his face, "Master, with your current strength, if you want revenge, you can come at them directly. None of the Eight Emperors is your match. Why complicate things like this?"

"Foolish child, don't you understand? How did I die back then? Shouldn't you experience it?" Zhuo Yifan sighed deeply, watching the scene from afar.

Indeed, even though the Demon Emperor Technique seemed tempting, it also harmed people. It appeared to be a shortcut, but it was the most demanding on one's patience. Those without self-control, like Zhao Cheng, could only harm themselves.

This Demon Amplification Technique was truly the pinnacle of demonic cultivation, forging one's patience while deceiving oneself. Without eliminating the inner demon, it would eventually backfire.

"Master, I know I was wrong!"

Finally, a teardrop fell from Zhao Cheng's eyes, regretfully closing them.

From a distance, Zhuo Yifan looked at everything, sighed deeply, "Although it's late, at least you understand now. Since that's the case, continue passing on this demonic legacy to others!"

"Master, aren't you afraid I'll betray you?"

"Foolish child, don't we know each other? What's the point of being a Demon Emperor if I don't take a few scapegoats with me to hell when I die?"

"Hahaha... That's right, knowing one's disciple is better than being a master. Back then, if I didn't let you personally practice the coveted Demon Emperor Technique, would you have understood my hardships? Otherwise, until death, you would still blame me for hiding things and feel that everything I did was wrong!"

With a sudden burst of anger, Zhao Cheng raised his arm and threw the jade slip, landing perfectly in front of the five emperors.

They couldn't help but be puzzled when they saw it, looking at each other in confusion.

"You came for this, didn't you? Just like thousands of years ago, hehehe..." At this moment, Zhao Cheng, lying on the side, emitted a strange sneer.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and they all rushed forward to grab it.

Especially Sword Emperor, the oldest among them, with the most severe injuries, but at this moment, he was the most agile. He made a swift dash and embraced the jade slip in his arms. Seeing this, the other four immediately rushed up to wrestle.

"Hey, Sword Emperor, we agreed to share it together, don't try to keep it for yourself!"

"Sword Emperor, quickly hand over the thing, or we won't be polite..."

...

"Wait!"

With a sudden wave, Sword Emperor shouted loudly, instantly stopping everyone. He glared at them coldly and rebuked, "Without even knowing if it's real or fake, you're fighting over it like a bunch of hooligans. Wait until I verify it before we talk!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and nodded in agreement. But their eyes were fixed on that old guy, afraid that he might switch things up inadvertently.

After immersing his divine sense and inspecting it for a while, Sword Emperor suddenly opened his eyes, looked at everyone with hopeful eyes, and nodded, "Yes, it's the Yin Ming Technique, just like he said!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Show it to me!"

As soon as the words fell, the Ghost Emperor and the others became even more impatient to grab it. However, Sword Emperor abruptly waved his hand, protecting it on one side, "Why are you in such a hurry? Let me ask about it first."

"Why ask? Bring it quickly; otherwise, are you going to hog it, you old guy?"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Of course, we need to ask first. Why did this kid suddenly agree to hand it over? Don't forget, back then, Zhuo Yifan refused to hand it over to the end!"

Ah!

Suddenly, everyone froze as they all looked at Zhao Cheng, feeling something strange.

With a sinister smile, Zhao Cheng's half-body had already disappeared into the black mist, "You don't need to doubt anything. This is real. Otherwise, I can show you my entire ring. After I die, you will investigate my belongings anyway. With my current strength, it's impossible for me to perish along with the technique, so it's better to hand it over to you. Otherwise, the imperial-level technique would be lost, which is a pity!"

Saying that, Zhao Cheng took off the ring and threw it to them.

Indeed, after they checked, there was nothing else inside. Sword Emperor pondered for a moment and nodded approvingly, "As expected, it's the Yin Ming Technique, just like he claimed!"

"Then why wait? Give it to me quickly!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the Ghost Emperor and the others became even more eager to snatch it. But Sword Emperor waved his hand abruptly, protecting it on one side, "Why are you in such a hurry? Let me ask about it first."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring it out. Are you planning to keep it all for yourself, old man?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course, we need to inquire first. Why did this kid suddenly agree to hand it over? Don't forget, back then, Zhuo Yifan refused to hand it over to the end!"

Ah!

Suddenly, everyone froze as they all looked at Zhao Cheng, feeling something strange.

With a sinister smile, Zhao Cheng's half-body had already disappeared into the black mist, "You don't need to doubt anything. This is real. Otherwise, I can show you my entire ring. After I die, you will investigate my belongings anyway. With my current strength, it's impossible for me to perish along with the technique, so it's better to hand it over to you. Otherwise, the imperial-level technique would be lost, which is a pity!"

Saying that, Zhao Cheng took off the ring and threw it to them.

Indeed, after they checked, there was nothing else inside. Sword Emperor pondered for a moment and nodded approvingly, "As expected, it's the Yin Ming Technique, just like he claimed!"

"Then why wait? Give it to me quickly!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the Ghost Emperor and the others became even more eager to snatch it. But Sword Emperor waved his hand abruptly, protecting it on one side, "Why are you in such a hurry? Let me ask about it first."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring it out. Are you planning to keep it all for yourself, old man?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course, we need to inquire first. Why did this kid suddenly agree to hand it over? Don't forget, back then, Zhuo Yifan refused to hand it over to the end!"

Ah!

Suddenly, everyone froze as they all looked at Zhao Cheng, feeling something strange.

With a sinister smile, Zhao Cheng's half-body had already disappeared into the black mist, "You don't need to doubt anything. This is real. Otherwise, I can show you my entire ring. After I die, you will investigate my belongings anyway. With my current strength, it's impossible for me to perish along with the technique, so it's better to hand it over to you. Otherwise, the imperial-level technique would be lost, which is a pity!"

Saying that, Zhao Cheng took off the ring and threw it to them.

Indeed, after they checked, there was nothing else inside. Sword Emperor pondered for a moment and nodded approvingly, "As expected, it's the Yin Ming Technique, just like he claimed!"

"Then why wait? Give it to me quickly!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the Ghost Emperor and the others became even more eager to snatch it. But Sword Emperor waved his hand abruptly, protecting it on one side, "Why are you in such a hurry? Let me ask about it first."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring it out. Are you planning to keep it all for yourself, old man?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course, we need to inquire first. Why did this kid suddenly agree to hand it over? Don't forget, back then, Zhuo Yifan refused to hand it over to the end!"

Ah!

Suddenly, everyone froze as they all looked at Zhao Cheng, feeling something strange.

With a sinister smile, Zhao Cheng's half-body had already disappeared into the black mist, "You don't need to doubt anything. This is real. Otherwise, I can show you my entire ring. After I die, you will investigate my belongings anyway. With my current strength, it's impossible for me to perish along with the technique, so it's better to hand it over to you. Otherwise, the imperial-level technique would be lost, which is a pity!"

Saying that, Zhao Cheng took off the ring and threw it to them.

Indeed, after they checked, there was nothing else inside. Sword Emperor pondered for a moment and nodded approvingly, "As expected, it's the Yin Ming Technique, just like he claimed!"

"Then why wait? Give it to me quickly!"

As soon as the words were spoken