Chapter 902 - Hundredth Reincarnated Saint Amaryllis (1/2)

The golden Amaryllis swayed softly with the breeze; it had yet to bloom. The other ninety-nine Amaryllises were flowing their essences into the 100th Amaryllis. Every few days, a petal would wither and fall off from the first Amaryllis, and along with it came the gradual decomposition of Bi's and An's bodies on the first Amaryllis. The essences from the bodies was sucked away, like the petals that withered.

Soon, the first Amaryllis was fully consumed. This would indicate that the cultivation base of one of their 99 lives was absorbed back to them. As such, the 100th Amaryllis grew a little more.

And when all the 99 Amaryllises and their cultivations of the past 99 lives were wholly absorbed by the new Amaryllis, they will then be granted a new life and be elevated to a level beyond reach!

Yin Fanxuan said in shock, "This art is so unique, can cultivation be done this way too?"

"This art is known as the [Worldly Tribulations Scripture], one reincarnation being one tribulation, large success comes only when they've gone through 99 lives and 99 tribulations. And now, their cultivation of this art is at its final stages."

Zhong Yue explained, "They are now retaking the cultivations of their past hundred lives, combining them into one. With all the different Daos they had cultivated before now gathered together, their potential in this life will be… incredible."

Yin Fanxuan nodded, and she immediately noticed the oddness and asked, "Wait, all the 99 Amaryllises had two flowers each, but why is the last one only having one flower?"

Zhong Yue startled for a second and quickly noticed it too.

Bi and An were brothers for all their past lives, the birthplace of their next life were always the twin-flower Amaryllises, and yet, in their 100th life, there was only an Amaryllis with only one flower?

The twin-flower Amaryllises would grow two mortal bodies, one for each brother. But now, there was only one flower, could it perhaps be an unforeseen accident?

And suddenly, a thought flashed into his mind.

Pi Xiu was the fifth brother, he had been calling Bi and An his fourth brother. Could it be… Bi and An were actually the same single individual the whole time?

He recalled the mysterious connection between the "brothers". He had always been curious as to how could they be so in sync that they appeared somehow just like a single entity.

Now thinking back on it, perhaps, Bi and An were just the same individual. It would explain everything now.

They were a single entity, divided into two bodies that could cultivate at the same time. Each of the two bodies would cultivate differently, be it their understandings, attainments, knowledge, and the Daos; 'his' cultivation progress would thus be doubled in the same amount of time!

This wasn't a solitary case. For example, the Tian Wu Celestial Race could do exactly this. Moreover, they could even do it at an absurd scale of eight instead of just two. A Tian Wu celestial can divide himself into eight winged Golden Hous, or combine together back to his Tian Wu form.

Furthermore, Hous were also one kind of celestial tigers; while Bi and An had the White Tiger bloodline in them. Could this be a special trademark to only the celestial tigers?

The cultivations of 198 lives, 198 peaked Deity Emperors. Cousin Bi An is really denying the natural law of power! Zhong Yue praised, Their cultivations were different from each other and each life. With those two returning back to one, just how many Daos would he have?

Before the hundredth time reincarnated Amaryllis bloomed, it started emanating an ethereal, pleasant fragrance. It was nothing like those they've smelled before, this fragrance could cure even the severely anorexic patients. Just smelling it made them feel so eager to take a huge bite of the Amaryllis in front of them!

The Amaryllis harbored the air of the greatest saint herb, way surpassing any other divine herbs they had ever known, including the Six Paths Fruits from the Six Paths Tree appeared to be countless times beneath it!

"What a fragrance…" Yin Fanxuan unknowingly to herself swallowed a mouth of saliva. The fragrance was above their own control, even she couldn't help but want to bite a mouth on it.

The fragrance seeped through the ship and covered a wide piece of land. The gods outside were sniffing in the air, tracing its source and finally, staring at the ship's direction while salivating for the fragrance's source.

Although this ancient ship was sealed off by the innate celestial god. Chuo Long, the fragrance could still strangely seep out. It was as if the fragrance could penetrate through space and dimensions.

"Lord, what is the fragrance?" Fu Li loud rumble could be heard shouting from the outside, "Let me take a taste of it!"

Mu Suge was also saying, "Mister, what saint herb is it?"

"Saint herb!" The shackled Creators were agitated, struggling to break themselves free and lunged over. The sounds of metals clanking never stopped as the chains clashed with one another in the struggles.

In the midst of it all, Zhong Yue frowned, "This fragrance, it doesn't feel right…"

All of a sudden, Chuo Long who was debating with Feng Xiaozhong was shaken to his core. He abruptly turned his head back, lifting away the red robe covering his stature and turning into his true form of an innate celestial dragon.

The dragon head reached out for the sea of golden Amaryllises, lowered down while its whiskers floated in the air and its eyes glaring like suns filled with divine fire!

He opened his mouth wide, salivas streaming down the corner of his mouth, and his eyes filled with avarice staring at the yet-to-bloom Amaryllis.

Zhong Yue's heart skipped and his scalps tingled, he shouted instantly, "Cousin Chuo Long, he is your son!"

Chuo Long gave a shriek in fear, he quickly turned around, lifting his gaze away from the golden Amaryllis with a body quaking violently.

"The scent, the fragrance——"

Chuo Long's huge claws were shaking like a mini earthquake, deep draconic groans gibbered out from his throat. He was enticed by the fragrance to a point where he couldn't even keep himself sane anymore, losing his control from time to time.

"He is my son, I cannot eat him…"

The innate celestial dragon whose whiskers were floating up and down could be heard murmuring. His voice was shifting from the tone of a caring father to an evil fiend. The next second, he could be heard grinning viciously, "But this is the greatest saint herb, I will gain all of his hundred lives of cultivations right after I eat him! I haven't reached to the monarch's level yet, this son of mine might just be the last key for me to ascend!"

"NO—!"

The dragon roared thunderously, "Even the deadly tigers don't eat its own cubs. Let alone an innate celestial dragon!"

"Hehe, I am an innate god, the flow of time affect me not even the slightest, I embrace a life as long as the universe exists. Why does the life of a son matter at all?"