They had been stripped of all their fate energy, turned into Fate Crystals, and handed over to these Eternal Heaven's prodigies. Now, those same people were actually throwing a grand Fruit Banquet, drinking and feasting in celebration. It was like rubbing salt into their wounds, blatantly ignoring and humiliating them. This was a direct slap in the face. Such indifference only deepened their psychological torment.
"Take it back. Take back the fate that was stolen from us!"
This was the instinctive thought that emerged in the minds of many Evernight prodigies.
That desire was powerful.
No one could endure life without fate energy—it was pure torment. Without fate, misfortune reigned; even drinking water could cause one to choke. Disaster lurked around every corner. It was a terrifying existence.
So—reclaiming fate energy—became their most immediate and urgent decision.
"If you want fate, then come take it—if you have the guts!" Yi Tianxing barked coldly. "You weren't truly killed in King's Canyon last time. But if you dare act now, I'll kill you for real. This time, there'll be no coming back."
There was a certain expectation in his voice, almost like he was hoping they'd make a move.
If a fight broke out, he could simply reap their lives directly. Death here would be real—not just the fall of a divine thought like in King's Canyon. This time, there would be no resurrection, no second chance.
Upon hearing his words, many Evernight prodigies felt a chill run down their spines. Their minds flashed back to their encounter with Yi Tianxing—the terrifying God-Slaying Saber, the dreadful Death Fishing Rod, and above all…
That vicious dog.
Just the thought made their souls tremble, their bodies shake, and their heads ache again.
Especially when their eyes landed on Green Emperor—their gazes were filled with rage, hatred, and a kind of fear that no one could describe.
Rather than saying they lost to the human prodigies, it would be more accurate to say they were defeated by that damned dog.
Just thinking about it made their souls twitch.
"Enough. We lost, and we must accept that loss. Don't give the Eternal side more reasons to look down on us," the Brain Demon Sage finally spoke, putting a stop to their brewing emotions.
He swept his gaze across Yi Tianxing and the others, then said slowly, "Though unexpected, your victory was real. Strength speaks for itself. This cannot be denied. You've taken the Fate Crystals, and this Battlefield of Gods and Demons is nearing its end. Before it closes, I leave you with one last message."
He raised his eyes to the void, looking out over the entire battlefield. His words were not just for those on Lingshan—they were meant for all the battlefield.
A deep silence fell over the area. No one interrupted.
"Eternity is not eternal. The Evernight shall forever endure!" the Brain Demon Sage said, half smiling.
With that, he waved his hand, turned around, and left, taking the rest of the Evernight prodigies with him.
They had lost. Staying any longer would only bring further shame. There was no point.
As the Evernight prodigies departed, the army that had surrounded Lingshan began to disperse at inhuman speeds, vanishing into the horizon. The terrifying pressure they once carried faded into nothingness.
It was over. This battle had ended.
Yet the Brain Demon's final words left a lingering cloud over the hearts of those on Lingshan—a heavy, foreboding feeling.
"Everyone, the battle has passed. This is the Fruit Banquet, and we should drink and feast freely. Please enjoy the exotic spiritual fruits we've prepared. Serve the fruits!" the Stone Emperor said, taking a deep breath.
The banquet had originally been meant to intimidate and overshadow the human race, to show off before all the myriad races. But after the unexpected turn of events, that ambition had dissolved. Now, all he wanted was to get the banquet over with.
Following his words, a stream of Flower Fairies filed out gracefully, each carrying trays of delicious and exotic spiritual fruits, placing them on the banquet tables. The aroma instantly filled the air.
Yi Tianxing and the other Heavenly King prodigies were treated to the highest-grade banquet table, identical to the one before the Stone Emperor. The original plan had been to give only three seats, but at this point, the Stone Emperor had no energy left for scheming. Their strength was undeniable—they had earned these seats.
Before Yi Tianxing were three platters: one highest-tier, and two premium-tier platters, clearly meant for Yao Yue and Lian Xing. But at this point, no one would interfere with what he chose to eat.
Immortal peaches, Fire jujubes, plums, celestial pears, bananas, mulberries, apples, and grapes—eight types of rare fruits were brought forth.
"Everyone, please enjoy," said the Stone Emperor.
The crowd wasted no time.
Yi Tianxing picked up an Immortal Peach King and brought it to his mouth. The moment he bit into it, an indescribable taste burst through his mouth.
"What a peach! Truly extraordinary. Far superior to any spiritual fruit I've tasted. Juicy and tender—it opens every taste bud and floods the senses with pure delight. Every cell in my body is rejoicing."
His Gourmet Cells gave him a unique authority when it came to food. Anything delicious activated his body in a way few could match.
As soon as he ate the peach, his Gourmet Cells surged with activity. Innate primal energy from the surrounding world rushed into his body like a tide.
It wasn't ordinary energy—it was Innate Qi.
Silently and in great quantity, this Innate Qi fused into his blood and flesh. In that moment, his physical power soared.
His flesh, bones, meridians, and blood all underwent transformation, becoming denser and more powerful.
One hundred jin…Two hundred jin…Three hundred jin...
In just seconds, his strength increased by several thousand jin.
At the same time, his Food Cauldron Life Aperture activated on its own, like a gluttonous beast devouring its favorite dish. It absorbed the peach, refining its supreme essence into the purest form of primal energy and infused it into Yi Tianxing's flesh.
His physical power skyrocketed again.
His Gourmet Cells were like dying camels drinking from an oasis—ravenous and unstoppable.
This wasn't just any fruit—this was the Immortal Peach King, nurtured over countless years with innate energy on Lingshan.
Inside his body, his White Cauldron rang out loud and clear.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Six clear tones rang out from within—Six Cauldron Chimes, symbolizing 600,000 jin of raw physical power.
And he wasn't done yet.
The energy within the peach was vast and unending. His body continued to transform.
He reached for a celestial pear, bit into it lightly—it was fragrant, crisp, juicy, and sweet without being cloying. A clean, refreshing delight, completely different from the peach.
"Darling, try this. These grapes look great," said Lian Xing, peeling one and holding it to his lips.
"Anything you peel, I'll eat," Yi Tianxing chuckled, opening his mouth and swallowing the grape.
Delicious, sweet with a tinge of sourness—perfectly balanced. It was like swallowing a golden elixir. His pores opened, and Innate Qi poured in again.
His body continued to evolve.
"Dear, try this mulberry too—it looks amazing," Yao Yue chimed in, offering a string of them to his lips with the same tenderness.
These fruits didn't just taste great—they were powerful elixirs in their own right. As Yi Tianxing consumed them, his body began to radiate divine light, multicolored auras bursting from within.
Not just him—all the prodigies on Lingshan glowed as they absorbed the essence of the spiritual fruits.
Some saw their bodies strengthen, others saw their mana surge. Everyone's gains were different.
That radiance came from the surplus medicine power that their bodies couldn't absorb—it had to escape through the pores, a waste of power.
Yet near Yi Tianxing, things were different. The rays of light around him weren't from his own body—they were being drawn in from those around him.
The excess medicinal power that others couldn't absorb? He was sucking it all in like a dry sponge in a rainstorm.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Again, the White Cauldron rang from within his body.
Seven Chimes.
700,000 jin of physical power. White Cauldron Seven Chimes.
No one spoke.
Everyone was focused on absorbing the benefits of the fruits. All around, cultivators activated their techniques and entered meditative states, trying to refine the precious energies as fast and completely as possible.