Chapter 337

Chapter 337: Incomplete Legacy

You You didn’t immediately bring the reclusive gods to the lower realm. Transporting such a large group at once would cause complications, so she first needed the Immortal Realm to make preparations. For now, she connected the Divine Realm to the Three Realms, left behind a communication tool, and returned to the Zhen Yan Sect. The gods would be invited down after arrangements were complete, and the details of their teaching mission would be handled gradually.

Her trip to the Divine Realm had gone smoother than expected. Not only had she obtained the Saint’s legacy and learned how to reseal the Demon Realm, but she’d also gained powerful allies. Aside from nearly being struck by strange purple light in the Divine Temple, she’d faced no real obstacles.

She later reasoned Little Flame had triggered the temple’s defenses because it was the Saint’s domain. As Feng Rong’s phoenix companion, Little Flame belonged to the Divine Clan—a group the Saint had annihilated long ago. This likely marked it as an enemy.

What surprised her most was the contract spell Yuan Papa had cast on her. It had blocked the Saint’s attacks—something she hadn’t anticipated. When she asked about it, Yuan Qi smiled gently. “I created it after studying the seals of Heaven’s Sacred Mountain. I thought it might help your meeting with the Saint.”

“Oh.” So it mimicked the Saint’s own power—that explained its effectiveness.

“By the way,” Yuan Qi shifted topics, “did you truly receive the Saint’s legacy?”

“Sort of.” She produced the crystal. “This should let us reseal the Demon Realm.”

“That’s the legacy?!” Yuan Qi stared. Feng Rong frowned. “Legacies merge with one’s divine sense. Why is it still a physical crystal?”

Legacies typically manifested as memories or insights absorbed directly by the recipient. A tangible object was unheard of.

“Haven’t you fully accepted it yet?” Yuan Qi pressed.

“I’m not sure.” You You frowned. “The crystal showed me how to seal the realms, and I sense vast energy inside—likely the Saint’s Cultivation Techniques. But the energy won’t merge with me.”

“Won’t merge?” The men exchanged glances.

“Strange,” Yuan Qi said. “If the legacy chose you, it shouldn’t reject you. Why can’t its energy become part of you?”

“It’s not rejecting me.” She hesitated. “It feels like… I’m rejecting it.”

Yuan Qi: “…”

Feng Rong: “…”

At first, she blamed her “max level” game system—like a full storage device with no space left. But when she’d acquired the Yin volume, new skills had appeared, proving there was room. The only explanation was incompatibility.

“Could it be because I’m a Demon God?” she proposed. “The Saint’s power might clash with mine.”

The men stiffened, as if remembering this truth.

“If so, keeping this legacy might endanger Heaven’s Sacred Mountain’s seal.” She offered the crystal to Yuan Qi. “You understand seals best—take it.”

Yuan Papa retreated sharply. “The Saint chose you. No one else can wield this. Perhaps you need more practice channeling its energy.”

“Maybe.” She studied the crystal. “But the energy feels… both familiar and alien.”

“Is it dangerous?” Feng Rong reached to inspect it. Golden light erupted, scorching his palm before he could pull back. His fire-phoenix flesh blistered—an impossibility for one immune to flames.

“Feng Rong!” You You grabbed his injured hand. Yuan Qi healed it with a spell, the burns vanishing.

“The legacy recognizes only you,” Yuan Qi explained. “Regardless of your status or compatibility, it’s yours alone. Others cannot touch it.” He turned to You You. “This crystal will let you reseal the Demon Realm. That’s what matters now.”

She nodded, relieved. Replacing Heaven’s Sacred Mountain’s seal took priority.

Feng Rong examined his healed palm, then gave Yuan Qi a lingering look—but stayed silent.