Chapter 370: Chapter 369 Inspiration Brought by Heavenly Fox Holy Mountain

Tang San used his Purple Demon Eyes to look up at the Heavenly Fox Holy Mountain that was sloped upwards. It seemed as if there was a light shooting straight into the heavens, and that white, hazy brilliance was even spreading outward in circles of halos that lingered without dissipating. Everywhere it passed seemed to become brighter.This was the Luck's blessing for the entire Demon Monster Land.

Really grand! Tang San inwardly praised again and continued to silently follow Du Bai up.

The higher they went, the stronger the fluctuations of Luck became.

Tang San noticed that among the Monsters and Spirit Monsters climbing the mountain with him, the closer they were to the top, the more obvious the pleasure became on their faces. Those with weaker Spiritual Power quickly immersed themselves in that pleasure. When their self-awareness was completely lost, they would be guided by the people of the Heavenly Fox Palace along a side path to descend. Clearly, losing one's spiritual defenses meant they could no longer stay here; otherwise, there was a possibility their spirits could fall into peril.

The climbing speed of Tang San and Du Bai was not fast; their Spiritual Power was both of the Ninth Stage. After the initial problems were resolved, even Du Bai wouldn't be easily controlled.

As they climbed, Luck grew stronger around them. The rich Luck swirling around them made their Qi and blood flow more smoothly, their eyesight became brighter, and it seemed everything was turning better. This feeling was truly wonderful!

At a height of five hundred meters, there were about two thousand steps in total. After climbing more than a quarter of the way, a faint auspicious cloud would even appear above their heads. As the altitude of the climb increased, this cloud would become clearer and clearer.

Tang San silently absorbed this Luck and felt the changes within it. At the same time, he quietly perceived the Heavenly Fox Holy Mountain underneath his feet, condensed from the Stone of Luck.

This was truly an endless amount of Luck! It was immense. The higher he climbed, the more certain he became that the condensation of the Luck Sacred Mountain beneath his feet must be related to the plane master.

Whether this plane master possessed its own consciousness or not, from an instinctual perspective, such a way of gathering Luck wasn't completely beneficial for the growth of the plane. What did that mean? It meant that it was very possible that the plane's plane master had already been controlled by the Ancestral Court. Hence, the current situation allowed the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan to perpetually strengthen and rule over this place.

In other words, wanting to achieve God Rank was not actually constrained by the plane master, but rather by the Ancestral Court.

When his teacher had achieved God Rank, it was mainly because his teacher's bloodline was not very strong, so he wasn't overly troubled by the Ancestral Court. But Tang San was different; once he wanted to break through, as long as the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan controlled the plane master, they would likely act against him, disrupting his breakthrough.

However...

At this thought, a sudden idea struck Tang San. If the plane master was controlled by them, and if this plane master had a conscious existence, might it help conceal him from them, allowing him to break through?

The possibility was slim because Tang San was an outside First-Generation God King. When he broke through to God Rank, his divine consciousness couldn't be hidden and would definitely be sensed. Especially by the plane's plane master. For the plane master, sensing him as an outsider God King, the first reaction would be, he might take over the entire plane. That threat would be even greater than the harm the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan could cause. So, the likelihood of him being targeted was even higher. Sёarᴄh the novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

But still, even though that was the case, the current state of the Heavenly Fox Holy Mountain made Tang San feel the possibility of an opportunity arising.

If this plane was completely under the control of the plane master, negotiating terms for his ascension to Godhood would be extremely difficult. But if this plane master had already lost freedom and certain rights, then maybe there was an opportunity to persuade him?

With this thought, Tang San deeply felt that his trip to the Ancestral Court had not been in vain. The climb up the Heavenly Fox Holy Mountain had already revealed many potentials for him to work with.

A smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Just then, Tang San suddenly felt a pain at his waist and couldn't help turning his head to look beside him. He saw it was Du Bai who had pinched his waist.

"What are you doing?" Tang San asked with annoyance.

Du Bai blinked, "I saw a mysterious smile on your face; I was afraid you might lose yourself."

"I won't, don't worry. Let's pick up the pace. There are too many from the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan around here. Even the Power of Luck isn't enough to provide you with sufficient enlightenment." As he spoke, Tang San, leading Du Bai, began to climb faster.

Since there were so many climbers, even if they sped up quietly, they wouldn't attract attention.

Only after they had surpassed one-third of the stairs did their climbing pace slow down. Those who could reach this point were all individuals with unwavering determination. More importantly, reaching this point also meant that their Cultivation base had strengthened.

The Power of Luck had become denser at this spot, yet it remained pure, stemming from the blessing of the Stone of Luck. This pure Power of Luck, swirling around their bodies, evidently stimulated their bloodlines to some extent.

Is that all?

The feeling of the Heavenly Fox Holy Mountain was truly sublime, greatly enhancing Luck. But in a sense, as the mightiest existence in the entire Ancestral Court, was climbing it just for Luck's blessing? The insights weren't clear though!

Back on Sword Saint Sacred Mountain, during the climb, a sharp aura would continually drift down from the Sword Saint Palace, offering powerful stimulation to the cultivators of similar abilities, leading to new insights. But here, it was merely a pure blessing of Luck?

Admittedly, for most of the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan, perhaps just the blessing of Luck was already what they hoped for. But for those in true need of awakening and insights, wouldn't that be insufficient?

With these thoughts, Tang San continued to lead Du Bai further up the mountain.

The Power of Luck grew thicker, and Du Bai's climbing speed noticeably slowed down.

"Xiao Tang, I'm afraid my Spiritual Power won't hold up if we go any higher." When they reached about forty percent of the way up, Du Bai finally stopped.

Tang San didn't push him, saying, "Then practice here, and make sure you stay conscious; otherwise, you will expose yourself, and that could be deadly."

"Don't worry," Du Bai firmly nodded, "If my Spiritual Power can't sustain, I will voluntarily descend. I won't force it."

"Alright, then I'll continue upward to see." Tang San left Du Bai to meditate in place, absorbing the Power of Luck. Although this Power of Luck couldn't act directly on Du Bai's bloodline at the moment, he could absorb it and combine it with his own bloodline upon their return.

Leaving Du Bai behind, Tang San continued to climb. Without needing to take Du Bai with him, his climbing speed significantly increased.

Even though both their Spiritual Powers were at the Ninth Stage, Tang San's was actually much more powerful than Du Bai's. He was not only at the peak of the Ninth Stage, but it was also a peak compressed several times over, with divine consciousness as the core, and he had no worry that his willpower would be lost here.

Soon, he reached halfway up the Heavenly Fox Mountain Stairs.

The Luck here was even more concentrated, so thick that the scenery in front of him was no longer clear, surrounded by dense mist, with auspicious clouds above starting to show a faint golden hue. Was there even a slight dampness emanating from these clouds? Rain of Luck?

Such nourishment from Luck made Tang San feel utterly comfortable, even his skin had become more lustrous.

Compared to the Sword Saint Palace, to climb to this point without getting lost, Ninth Stage Spiritual Power was essential!