C10 Holy and Devil

As dusk fell, a purple mist began to waft from Mu Ru's body, and a hexagram materialized on her snow-white forehead, lending her an even more otherworldly allure.

She delicately bit into her finger, and from her pale, slender digit, purple blood seeped out.

Purple blood—a hallmark of the Devil Clan.

Indeed, Mu Ru was a member of the Devil Clan. It was for this reason she was confined to the courtyard, forbidden from stepping outside. This leniency was granted only because of a certain influential figure. Otherwise, given the animosity between the Devil Clan and the Human Clan, any encounter would lead to bloodshed.

"Go!"

Mu Ru extended her bleeding finger toward the still furiously howling Yeh Yulin.

Her purple eyes began to sparkle brilliantly, and the surrounding mist intensified.

The most astonishing thing was the drop of purple blood on Mu Ru's finger, which deepened in color until it shimmered with flecks of gold. But it was merely a few strands of gold, nothing more.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Mu Ru's eyes, quickly replaced by a steely resolve.

"Go!" she commanded in a low voice. The blood, laced with golden threads, flew toward Yeh Yulin, merging into his body through his forehead.

"Ugh!" Yeh Yulin grunted, his body halting abruptly as he began to tremble where he stood.

Despite her evident exhaustion from the ordeal, Mu Ru paid it no mind. Her bright eyes remained fixed on Yeh Yulin, filled with hope.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of deep, muffled impacts echoed from within Yeh Yulin, and as the purple hue emerged, the blood-red mist around him seemed to be challenged, coalescing into a menacing ghostly apparition above his head that let out a fearsome roar.

The purple aura ascended, forming into a lithe demonic figure with three eyes, the third eye unsettlingly positioned on its forehead. It appeared to instantly recognize its adversary, lunging toward the blood-red specter.

The two clashed fiercely, their auras intermingling, each trying to overpower and consume the other.

The struggle was fierce, a battle for dominance.

Yet, it was clear that the blood-red phantom had the advantage, quickly overpowering the purple demon in the brief confrontation.

It seemed it was on the brink of being completely consumed.

"Is it still not enough? Even after drawing out the devil blood within him, I can't save him? Or is my blood simply not potent enough to awaken his devil blood?" Twilight lamented, sounding utterly lost.

"How could it not be enough!"

Just then, Yeh Yulin, who had been out of sorts, suddenly spoke up. To Twilight's astonishment, a smile crept across Yeh Yulin's face. It was strained, but it was undeniably a smile.

"I am Yeh Yulin. I haven't yet vindicated my mother, nor have I exacted my revenge. How could I possibly..."

"Just die like this!"

Yeh Yulin let out a thunderous roar, and it felt as though the entire courtyard shook with the force of his cry.

...

Within Yeh Yulin, the ancient horn trembled once more, this time with even greater intensity, to the point where Yeh Yulin could distinctly sense its presence.

"Crack!"

A bolt of golden lightning struck the ancient horn, followed swiftly by another...

As more and more golden lightning surged, it began at Yeh Yulin's heart and coursed through his veins, reaching every part of his body. With each flash of lightning, Yeh Yulin's body underwent transformations.

The most noticeable was the emergence of purple.

With each pass of the golden lightning, a purple hue blossomed within his meridians, growing more and more abundant until it burst forth from his body, converging upon the purple devil shadow.

Even after the purple surge, the golden lightning continued its relentless flow, with strands of gold gradually emerging...

...

"What?"

Twilight was taken aback by an astonishing turn of events.

The purple devil shadow suddenly swelled massively, as if in a last-ditch effort before death, and began to overpower the blood-colored ghost shadow, forcing it into retreat.

But that wasn't the crux of it.

The real shock came as streams of golden mist began to materialize, coalescing into a towering golden figure that joined the fray alongside the devil shadow, battling against the ghost shadow.

Twilight's voice trembled with awe, "The Holy Body and Devil Body have been simultaneously awakened?!"

"Who do you think you are to try and kill me?"

Yeh Yulin's voice rang out once more. He stared down the blood-colored ghost shadow with contempt, his expression now bearing an air of authority. His voice boomed with the resonance of a golden-armored titan, exuding sheer defiance.

His eyes, too, had transformed into a dazzling golden hue.

Twilight was taken aback once again. This voice... it wasn't the young master's!

Could the young master have been possessed by something?

That's impossible!

At that moment, Yeh Yulin spoke once more.

"A mere Pill to unleash potential, what's the big deal?"

Yeh Yulin's demeanor and voice shifted yet again. His regal bearing vanished, replaced by a bewitching presence. A sinister grin spread across his striking face, and his voice was laced with pride and a sense of superiority.

His eyes had turned a profound shade of purple.

Hearing this voice and seeing that smile, Mu Dao felt as though he had been struck by lightning.

The tone and smile were both hauntingly familiar and eerily foreign.

"Madam?" Recognizing the voice that resembled the one he knew, and seeing the smile that mirrored it, Mu Dao finally realized that it wasn't that Yeh Yulin had been possessed by something; rather, the Holy Body and Devil Body within him had been awakened.

His overpowering lineage was influencing his personality!

The commanding presence was a sign of the Holy Body's bloodline being stimulated to its utmost.

The otherworldly charm was indicative of the Devil Body reaching its peak activation.

"Begone, you worthless trash!"

Yeh Yulin's voice boomed once more, now a fusion of the sacred golden-armored giant and the sinister devil. His eyes had become one purple and one gold.

At the command of this voice, both the golden giant and the purple devil shadow grew in stature. Together, they obliterated the blood-colored ghost shadow, and then devoured it.

Subsequently, the giant and devil shadow transformed into a primal mist and settled into Yeh Yulin's body.

The potential had been fully unleashed!

A faint smile of exhaustion graced Yeh Yulin's face. He glanced at Mu Dao and promptly lost consciousness.

Mu Dao quickly stepped forward to catch Yeh Yulin before he hit the ground. His face was a mix of tears and laughter, as if he were both rejoicing and sighing.

"Congratulations, Young Master!"

...

On the tenth day, Yeh Yulin awoke.

He opened his eyes, which were clouded with confusion, and surveyed his surroundings.

Then, it hit him.

The unleashing of potential!

Yeh Yulin braced himself with his hands, attempting to sit up, but the bed gave a 'crack' and collapsed!

Unprepared, Yeh Yulin tumbled to the floor.

"Ah!"

Yeh Yulin was unfazed by the fall; instead, he stared at his hands in utter astonishment.

When did my strength become so immense?

Moreover, even though I fell to the ground, I barely felt anything. It wasn't painful at all.

In the past, Yeh Yulin's defense was impressive, but he couldn't have taken a fall like this without feeling any pain.

My strength and defense have both improved!

A look of wild joy spread across Yeh Yulin's face.

Had he succeeded?

"Hey, young master, what are you up to?"

At that moment, Mu Wu's voice rang out, dripping with mockery.

"Why are you wrecking your own bed so early and then crawling around on the floor?"

Yeh Yulin paused, looking bewildered at Mu Wu, who loomed over him. He quickly realized what had happened and sheepishly said, "Sister Mu Wu, what brings you here? Please, don't just stand there. Have a seat."

"Oh, someone's gotten quite the sweet tongue!" Mu Wu narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly. "So, you've tapped into your potential, huh? Is this the proverbial blessing in disguise? A complete transformation!"

I should have known!

Yeh Yulin inwardly grimaced. Mu Wu had looked after him since he was a child, practically a second mother to him. It would be odd if she weren't upset at his near-death experience to awaken his potential.

"Sister Mu Wu, please... don't be mad."

"Mad? I wouldn't dare!" Mu Wu cut him off, kneeling on one knee before him, and said calmly, "Mu Wu is but a servant to the young master. I wouldn't dare be angry with you."

"Mu Wu... Sister!"

Yeh Yulin gave a wry smile at her demeanor.

"Do you have any other orders, young master? If not, I shall take my leave," Mu Wu stated coolly.

Noticing Mu Wu's evident irritation, Yeh Yulin's eyes flickered with mischief, and he suddenly asked, "Any order, you say?"

Mu Wu was taken aback. She was indeed angry but hadn't anticipated Yeh Yulin's boldness. She gave him a curious look, wondering to herself, "What game is he playing now?"

"Of course, young master. Your wish is my command."

Yeh Yulin approached Mu Wu with a grin, leaned in close to her ear, and whispered, "Does that include sharing your bed?"

As dusk fell, her cheeks flushed with a sudden rage as she glared at Yeh Yulin. But just as quickly, her expression softened into a smile, and with a voice dripping with allure, she teased, "Of course, Young Master, would you like to proceed now?"

"On this broken bed, or... shall we take it to the floor?"

"Oh my, I never took you for someone with such fervor, Young Master!"