Rewrite My Fate to Become the Daoist Ancestor

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[Overturn the earth, tear the sky, bathe in the blood rain, a great existence that destroys all things...]

[I am willing to sacrifice my "soul" and "true name" in exchange for your descent...]

Ning Xunqiu glanced at Gao Fei Xue, who was napping.

His mind stirred slightly.

He used the Divine Technique "One Qi Transformed into the Three Pristine Ones" to cut out a strand of "Spiritual Thought" belonging to the Martial Dao.

Responding to Ji Jun’s call.

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Black Qilin Sect.

Fierce flames burned, the firelight flickered, and buildings collapsed.

An extremely eerie sculpture loomed, only as big as a palm, with a green face and tusks, three heads and six arms, a fierce and evil form, surrounded by severed limbs, still flowing with fresh blood, and an indescribable eerie atmosphere permeating all around.

An old person, a woman, and a young man, three in total, exuding black Qi, with strange scales faintly visible between their arms.

They are mages wielding the power of "Demons."

The three looked at a girl covered in wounds, kneeling with piety, hands clasped in prayer with closed eyes.

That girl was the Young Sect Master of Black Qilin Sect, once a Celestial Pride, Ji Jun, a twenty-year-old Blood Exchange Martial Artist.

But, that was in the past.

Because they had just annihilated the Black Qilin Sect.

The alluring woman suddenly spoke: "Heh, a bunch of thirty-year-old antiques still dare to provoke the ’Demon Exorcism Institute,’ really think it’s before the heaven’s change? The world has long changed."

"Truly ignorant of life and death."

"Alas." An old man sighed, continuing: "Ghost Princess, the two of us mere Level 1 Mages join forces and slaughter all the Martial Saints and Martial Artists of a sect once standing atop the Mortal World... Haha, this feeling of dominating others’ lives is truly wonderful."

"Black Qilin Sect was one of the major sects of the Martial Dao in those days and suppressed many treasures discovered from the Demon Abyss. If there is still a True Demon’s true name, if we were blessed by the Demon Abyss like the ’Demon Emperor’... such a great opportunity indeed."

The Ghost Princess laughed, looking fervent at the praying Ji Jun.

Practicing martial arts requires root bone, wealth, and comprehension; none can be lacking to become a ’Human Martial Saint.’

While for ’Mages,’ just transplant the ’Demon’ bloodline and survive. Thus can be gained the power surpassing ’Martial Saints’ and fundamentally cannot be killed; at a high tier, the mage can even achieve—longevity.

About thirty years ago, as the Sui Dynasty entered its last era, demons crawled out of the Demon Abyss, accompanied by celestial calamities and human disasters. The people were destitute, right at the dynasty’s end. The martial sects of the Thirteen States each supported the rebel army to divide the realm.

But the outcome was that the Demon Emperor obtained a ’Demon Emperor True Name’ from somewhere, sacrificed all creatures in the Imperial City to the ’Demon Abyss,’ got a response, and gained part of that Demon Emperor’s power.

Single-handedly pierced through the Eighteen Allied Armies, impervious to swords and spears, unharmed by lightning, he lifted peaks to crush the Martial Saints who sought to kill him. In just three years, demolished sects, stamped temples, horse-trampled the world, and reshaped the rivers and mountains.

Then established the ’Demon Exorcism Institute,’ spreading the Dharma Gate to harness demon power, claiming the title of ’Demon Emperor,’ allowing Great Sui to survive the demon catastrophe.

They just followed the orders of "Households of a Thousand," helping an extraordinarily talented "Celestial Pride" from the Demon Exorcism Institute to clear out Black Qilin Sect, and so gained such an opportunity. Moreover, that "Ji Jun" happened to know the true name and true form of the demon.

And also the ’Old Sect Master of Black Qilin Sect’ had painstakingly collected materials for the sacrificial method.

This old thing clearly wanted to emulate the Demon Emperor.

Unfortunately, it all benefits them.

"Three heads and six arms, green face and tusks, never seen such a type of demon."

The old man said: "Beast, Ghost, Fierce, Extinct. True Demon, Great Demon, Demon King, Demon Emperor, Demon Lord... Doesn’t know what level this ’Qiu’ ranks in the Demon Abyss?"

Beast, Ghost, Fierce, Extinct are their classifications for demon creatures. And ’True Demon’ possesses a true name; obtaining a demon’s power, their bloodline can suppress other "hybrids."

"This ’Qiu’ can descend into the Mortal World with merely an eight hundred-person blood sacrifice, probably at the True Demon or Great Demon level..."

The Ghost Princess analyzed.

Her gaze shifted to the young man beside her, seeing him constantly staring at Ji Jun, she said: "Young Master Ling, if you really care, after everything, if she doesn’t die, you can keep her as a pet~"

Ling Feng showed fascination, saying: "Just recalling Ji Jun’s humiliation of me. Shame though, after today, I’ll no longer see her proud, disgustful gaze anymore."

The Ghost Princess paused, thinking Ling Feng a bit of a deviant.

"Great Qiu, I am willing to sacrifice my ’soul’ and ’true name’ in exchange for your descent..."

Kneeling on the ground, Ji Jun’s heart was ashen, muttering.

She was a transmigrator from Blue Star, coming with average talent.

Until she recognized the ’Qiu’ of her past life in the sect’s treasure vault and pronounced this name, she discovered that the eerie sculpture possessed a special ability.

A power to break limits in ’Martial Dao,’ very abnormal.

As long as the "flesh and blood" power was supplemented, she could perform limit-breaking on martial arts encountering bottlenecks.

She realized this was her "Golden Finger."

Ji Jun relied on her "Golden Finger" to practice three thousand external martial arts, using the massive resources of Black Qilin Sect to break limits one by one, becoming a Blood Exchange Martial Artist, thinking she could protect herself in this eerie world.

She assumed she was the "Destined Protagonist."

Thus, she held herself high.

But she was utterly mistaken.

Her parents consistently emphasized the power of "Mages," advising her to retreat three quarters upon encountering "Mages," not to provoke them.

She paid no heed to these words.

Thinking those demons merely stronger than beasts, able to deal with Blood Exchange Martial Artists, as for her Martial Artist self, merely a few weapons would suffice.

Ji Jun once thought this way; she couldn’t tolerate this world. Passing an inn, witnessing a woman being bullied, seeking justice, she disciplined "Mage" Ling Feng, easily defeating him, considering "Mages" mere tricksters of Jianghu.

This incident brought catastrophic disaster to the entire "Black Qilin Sect."

She was beaten into a near-dead state by the Ghost Princess in one move. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The sect’s entire three hundred martial artists were so easily killed by the old man and the Ghost Princess, numbers were useless, and Martial Saints fell effortlessly.

She finally witnessed the terrifying power of "Demons," undoubtedly insurmountable by humans.

Deeply realizing that only "Demons" could counter "Demons" as spoken by martial artists.

Ji Jun did not know what level of demon the "Qiu" mentioned in ancient records was, but the writings described this Great Demon as an existence capable of ending the world.

If it descends...

It would definitely help her kill everything!!

Boom!

The world was suddenly swallowed by an expanse of darkness, fierce winds howled, and clouds churned.

"It’s here!"

"This... it’s real..."

"A great True Demon has descended..."

On the faces of the old man, the Ghost Princess, and Ling Feng, excitement was evident as they looked up. Above Black Qilin Sect, a massive vortex slowly formed, and in the midst of the darkness, a majestic being with a blurred face was slowly descending.

Ning Xunqiu slowly opened his eyes, gazing at the corpses scattered within the "Black Qilin Sect" below, as flames flickered unsteadily in the wind.

He tried to reach out, only to find that he could not touch this world, which was rejecting him.

Ning Xunqiu gently furrowed his brow and then turned his gaze to the girl who had summoned him here.

"Ji Jun, tell me your wish."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Ji Jun involuntarily lifted her head.

She met the gaze of the World-Ending Great Demon: Qiu.

She did not have the excitement of a compatriot reuniting with another; this was a Great Demon capable of destroying the world.

"I beseech the great True Demon to grant your humble follower the pure bloodline of a True Demon."

The old man hurriedly stepped forward.

Ning Xunqiu did not understand what he was saying and remained unmoved; he needed the girl’s obsession.

Seeing that Ning Xunqiu did not pay him any attention, the old man frowned and immediately looked at Ji Jun, his tone carrying a hint of urgency and urging:

"Think of your brother, quickly, quickly plead to this True Demon Lord to grant us the True Demon bloodline."

Ji Jun smiled, looked at Ning Xunqiu, pointed to the three people, and quickly requested in the language of her previous life:

"Please descend and kill them! Kill all the mages and demons in this world! If you can, since we are compatriots, spare a hand to save this world."

Upon hearing Ji Jun’s obsession, Ning Xunqiu was full of question marks.

Did you hear what you were saying?

Summon a World-Ending Great Demon to save the world?

And compatriots?

This person is actually a Transmigrator... interesting.

The old man, the Ghost Princess, and Ling Feng saw the strange smile and unusual demeanor of Ji Jun, alarm bells ringing in their hearts, and questioned:

"What did you say to the True Demon?!"

"I merely asked him to act and end all your lives."

Ji Jun’s face carried a smile of relief as she said in a relaxed tone, "Did you really think I’d foolishly believe my beloved brother is still alive?"

At these words, the faces of the old man, the Ghost Princess, and Ling Feng turned deathly pale.

The Ghost Princess suddenly snapped back to reality and screamed in fear: "Quick, destroy the medium, don’t let him descend..."

She flashed forward like an arrow released from a bowstring, rushing towards the statue of the "Three-headed, Six-armed Great Demon," intending to destroy it.

"First, I’ll kill you, you bitch!"

At the same time, the old man dashed towards Ji Jun like a specter.

Ji Jun closed her eyes, indifferent.

Meanwhile, a wisp of Ning Xunqiu’s Divine Thought had silently penetrated the world’s barrier and settled upon the true form of the Three-headed, Six-armed Great Demon.

In an instant, the surface of the statue shone brightly, and an ancient and powerful aura spread out.

It was all too late.

Boom!

Boom!

After two muffled sounds, the old man and the Ghost Princess were blown away like kites with broken strings, exploding in mid-air.

Amidst the dust, a majestic figure slowly coalesced, emanating a terrifying aura that induced dread.

Ling Feng witnessed this scene, his face frightened, as one pressure wave turned people into ashes, and even a high-tier mage would die from such injuries.

"No—" He turned to flee, but with a boom, he only managed a shrill, plaintive cry.

In an instant, three mages were dead.

Then silence returned to the surroundings.

After a while.

Tap, tap, tap.

Clear footsteps approached.

Ji Jun knew it was the "World-Ending Great Demon," and she quietly awaited the arrival of death.

After a moment, a gentle voice came.

"Compatriot?"

Ji Jun opened her eyes and saw a clean young man with a kindly smile on his face, a stark contrast to the eerie sculpture of the Three-headed, Six-armed figure.

What happened to the promised World-Ending Great Demon?

She rubbed her eyes and tentatively asked:

"Are you Qiu?"

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