《The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World》


 Chapter 1: Senior Brother, You Truly Have Courage!

    In the Mystic Azure Realm, within the Yu Kingdom, lies the bustling city of Green River. The streets, vibrant with throngs of people and a riot of blooming flowers, are lively with activity. At one roadside, a humble tea stall offers a large bowl of cool tea for just a copper coin.


    A plainly dressed young man sits quietly there, sipping his tea and reflecting on the past year of evading capture. As a person who had traversed from another world, he felt somewhat embarrassed by his current lowly state. He is Chu Xuan, who twenty years ago crossed into the Mystic Azure Realm and became an outer disciple of the Infinite Sect.


    Lacking a benefactor or any magical aids, he relied solely on his handsome appearance and mediocre talents. Fortunately, the Infinite Sect, being the strongest in the Yu Kingdom and ruling over three of its nine provinces, provided him robust support.


    After ten years of diligent practice, Chu Xuan finally managed to refine his Qi and entered the Qi Refining stage, thus advancing to the status of an inner disciple.


    Recognizing his ordinary aptitude, he delved into various fields such as Gu (you know Reverend Insanity?), poison arts, corpse refining, puppetry, and disguise. Although his cultivation level wasn''t high, his diverse skills made him a formidable cultivator. At his peak, he ranked tenth among the inner disciples, nearly catching the eye of an elder who would take him as a direct disciple.


    Then disaster struck.


    The foremost ancient ancestor of the Infinite Sect succumbed to demonic possession during cultivation and met an untimely demise. Upon hearing this, the five righteous sects of the Yu Kingdom declared the Infinite Sect culpable of numerous misdeeds and marked for destruction. Outnumbered, the Infinite Sect was driven back in defeat.


    A Nascent Soul elder and ten Golden Core elders, most of whom perished or surrendered in the ensuing battles, left only a handful to escape. The Sect Leader, Vice Leader, and the chief elders either died, fled, or defected. From its zenith to dissolution, the sect crumbled within a mere month.


    Compared to those mighty Golden Core cultivators, Chu Xuan was merely a small fry, which ironically allowed him to escape with his life. Nonetheless, his identity forced him into a life of constant hiding.


    A year had passed since the fall of the Infinite Sect. Many disciples had been captured and executed, yet he remained alive. His extensive knowledge of various magics had now become his means of survival.


    Even as he sat quietly, every sound in the vicinity was audible to him, thanks to the "Listening Insects" he cultivated in both ears. These magical creatures amplified even the slightest noises, allowing him to hear extremely subtle sounds.


    At that moment, another person approached, hesitating before taking a seat across from the plainly dressed youth. He whispered tentatively, "Heavenly King covers the earth tiger?"


    "Pagoda subdues the river sprite lighter," responded Chu Xuan calmly.


    Exhaling in relief, the man said, "Senior Brother, you are truly brave to choose this place for our meeting."


    Chu Xuan continued to sip his tea. "We are just rule-abiding rogue cultivators; what is there to fear?"


    The man swallowed nervously, nodding repeatedly, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan, this senior brother, once ranked tenth among the inner disciples of the Infinite Sect. Yet, a year had passed, and all the inner disciples ahead of him had been captured by the orthodox sects. Only Chu Xuan remained free, daring even to swagger about on the territory of the righteous sects. His audacity was indeed admirable!


    "He Liang, did you bring the items?" Chu Xuan casually inquired as he sipped his tea.


    He Liang nodded, pulling out a low-grade storage bag and passing it over. Chu Xuan received it and peered inside. His cultivation of blood arts required a vast amount of blood essence.


    Whether from humans or demonic beasts, any being with essence blood would suffice. Harvesting it from mortals was the quickest method, but it reduced one''s merit, and slaughtering too many could attract the scrutiny of the heavens.


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    Such actions could lead to severe celestial and terrestrial tribulations when attempting to reach higher realms of cultivation, making survival difficult.


    Chu Xuan speculated that the accidental demise of the first elder of the Infinite Sect was not unconnected to his heavy killing. Now, with the Infinite Sect destroyed, the five orthodox sects were strictly investigating the slaughter of mortals.


    Killing mortals at such a time was akin to courting death. Therefore, he had entrusted He Liang to bring him demonic beast blood pearls, refined blood that was compact, energy-rich, and suitable for cultivation.


    "The quality is good," Chu Xuan nodded slightly, tossing ten small spiritual stones to He Liang, who greedily pocketed them. Just as Chu Xuan was about to leave, he sensed something amiss. The snack stands, vegetable stalls, rouge shops, and meat shops around seemed to have changed hands. Even the voices were different. He was subtly but surely under surveillance, including by some with the potent aura of the Foundation Establishment stage.


    He glanced at He Liang. The face Chu Xuan wore was a new human skin mask he had fashioned that day; apart from He Liang, no one knew he was Chu Xuan.


    ''Seems I''ll need to change my face again.''


    "Junior brother, I need another item," he suddenly said.


    He Liang nodded, "Please instruct, senior brother."


    "Do you have any Spirit Blood Pills?"


    He Liang nodded earnestly, "I have two, taken from the sect''s treasury when I fled."


    Chu Xuan lowered his voice, "I need Spirit Blood Pills, as many as you can find."


    He Liang paused, puzzled. "But those are needed by Foundation Establishment stage cultivators who are severely injured. Senior brother, you..."


    He suddenly realized, "I understand! Senior brother, have you found Uncle Liu?"


    Uncle Master Liu, fully named Liu Zhenxiong, a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, was one of the few members of the Infinite Sect who had yet evaded capture by those righteous cultivators.


    Chu Xuan spoke coldly, "Do not ask questions that should not be asked."


    He Liang quickly covered his mouth, "I understand, I understand."


    "Hand over the Spirit Blood Pill," demanded Chu Xuan, extending his hand.


    In a low voice, He Liang replied, "The Spirit Blood Pill is too precious, Senior Brother, surely you don''t have enough spirit stones?"


    Chu Xuan remained silent.


    In haste, He Liang suggested, "How about this? Take me to see Uncle Master Liu, and I will join you. In times like these, we should stick together, Senior Brother."


    Chu Xuan sternly refused, "No, the risk is too great!"


    He Liang sighed deeply, then reluctantly pulled out a spirit stone and placed it in Chu Xuan''s hand.


    "Just one medium spiritual stone! Not a stone more!"


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow.


    A small spiritual stone, a byproduct of the spirit stone veins with low purity, was generally circulated among Qi Refining stage cultivators.


    A medium spiritual stone, significantly purer and larger, was mostly exchanged among Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.


    A single medium spiritual stone could be traded for a hundred small spiritual stones.


    Unexpectedly, He Liang possessed one.


    "Given your sincerity, I am reluctantly reassured," Chu Xuan nodded slightly.


    He Liang breathed a sigh of relief, "Let''s go quickly, Senior Brother. With a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator like Uncle Master Liu for protection, I can rest easy."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "The location is in an abandoned residence in the east of the city, follow me."


    After speaking, he tossed a copper coin on the table and promptly rose to leave.


    He Liang hurried after him.


    After their departure, six observing cultivators immediately approached the tea stall.


    The leader, a middle-aged cultivator exuding an aura of sage-like wisdom and clearly at the Foundation Establishment stage, exclaimed with joy, "He Liang has followed him; we must have hooked a big fish!"


    "Follow them immediately, capturing this big fish will earn us all commendations!" he ordered in a low shout.


    "Yes!"


    Moments later, at the eastern city residences.


    The middle-aged cultivator and his companions arrived at the site, swiftly encircling the nearby homes, sealing them off completely.


    "Uncle Master, when do we move in?" asked a young disciple.


    "Wait for the signal!" the middle-aged cultivator whispered back.


    Shortly after, a loud explosion was heard. The door of the house was blown off its hinges.


    He Liang was hurled out, blood spraying wildly as he fell through the air. In agony, he screamed, "Below! Liu Zhenxiong is underground! They''ve discovered me!"


    The eyes of the middle-aged cultivator lit up, and he bellowed, "Charge in! Capture them alive!"


    Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.


    The righteous cultivators swept past He Liang, storming into the residence.


    Inside, indeed, there was a dark, vast hole leading underground.


    The middle-aged cultivator and his followers entered, finding a labyrinth of numerous passageways and numerous traps and pitfalls.


    After a lengthy search, a cultivator exclaimed, "Uncle Master, there is a mummified corpse here, its face skinned!"


    The middle-aged cultivator paused, then recognized the body in a burst of rage, "This is He Liang! That one outside was Chu Xuan! Quick, chase them, we''ve been deceived!"


    However, by the time they returned to the surface, there was no trace of "He Liang" to be found.


    "Damn that Chu Xuan! He has escaped again!"


    The middle-aged cultivator was uncontrollably furious.

 Chapter 2: Zombie World

    Outside Green River City, Chu Xuan stripped off He Liang''s face and casually tossed it into the river.


    "These makeshift human skin masks are truly uncomfortable to wear," he muttered. He sifted through He Liang''s storage bag, nodding slightly in approval. "Over eighty small spiritual stones, one medium spiritual stone, three Rejuvenation Pills, a vial of Spirit Restoration Water, a large barrel of demonic beast blood, plus all of He Liang''s Spiritual Qi¡ªnot bad at all."


    "Indeed, plundering after murder does make quick gains," Chu Xuan smacked his lips. Earlier, inside the abandoned residence, he had taken He Liang by surprise with a sneak attack, swiftly gaining control.


    First, he extracted information about the righteous cultivators from He Liang, then he drained his Spiritual Qi using the Soul Extraction Technique. Finally, he skinned He Liang''s face to create a temporary mask and made his escape.


    "But can one truly escape forever?" he pondered. "Each minor breakthrough in my cultivation technique requires a substantial amount of lifeblood. The gu insects I nurture also need to consume a significant amount of flesh and blood to evolve. If they aren''t fed adequately over time, they''ll turn on me. Every quest for flesh and blood is a risk."


    "Perhaps I should become a righteous cultivator instead," Chu Xuan smiled wryly. To survive in this world of cultivation, one must switch allegiances and practice the techniques of the righteous path.


    However, if he were to train in the ways of the righteous, it would mean starting over from scratch. Given his mediocre talents, he doubted he''d ever reach the Foundation Establishment stage.


    It seemed that only demonic techniques, which are low in requirements, quick to show results, and powerful, suited someone of his ordinary capabilities.


    "Well, is this mirror one of He Liang''s magical tools?" Chu Xuan noticed a dusty, blood-colored mirror in the corner of the storage bag. He retrieved it and channeled his Spiritual Qi into it, but to no avail. Normally, just a small amount of Spiritual Qi should activate a magical tool. This tool was peculiar¡ªcould it be of a high grade?


    Chu Xuan injected half of his entire reserve of Spiritual Qi this time. Suddenly, the blood mirror buzzed and the dust cleared. The mirror then displayed a scene from a modern apocalypse¡ªtall skyscrapers, desolate silence, and zombies roaming freely.


    Chu Xuan was taken aback. This world, why did it so closely resemble the zombie-themed movies and shows he had watched before his transmigration?


    He frowned, suddenly sensing a thought emanating from within the blood mirror. It seemed he could travel directly to this apocalyptic planet if he so wished.


    Intrigued, Chu Xuan reached out and touched the mirror. In the blink of an eye, the world spun around him, filled with chaotic light, bizarre sounds, and distorted visions. When clarity returned, Chu Xuan found himself standing on a city street.


    Tall buildings lined the street, and shops stood side by side, while the distance was dominated by towering skyscrapers. The street itself was littered with abandoned cars and overgrown weeds¡ªa desolate scene indeed.


    A sudden sound of footsteps caught his attention. A grotesque figure staggered out from the shadow of a car, its eyes hollow and bloodthirsty, drooling foul-smelling saliva¡ªthe unmistakable mark of a zombie. It roared upon sensing the scent of the living and lunged towards Chu Xuan.


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    Chu Xuan, slightly frowning, swiftly raised his hand. A line of blood shot forth, slicing through the zombie''s neck. The creature''s head separated from its body, falling to the ground dead, its blood spurting out like a fountain.


    After all, Chu Xuan was a Qi Refining stage cultivator. Although he had not yet mastered the abilities to command the wind or control the earth, and could only use his Spiritual Qi in basic ways, his strength and senses far surpassed those of ordinary humans. And the body of a zombie was no different from that of a human. A single cut to kill was nothing unusual.


    Shaking his head and about to leave, Chu Xuan suddenly felt a stir within him from his nurtured gu insect, causing him to stop. He extended his palm, and from a split in the skin, a blood-red worm emerged. This worm, as thick as a finger and notably tough, was known as "Blood Steel Wire," a gu renowned for its toughness.


    Cultivating the Art of Gu, feeding it over a long period, and developing a bond allowed it to be used against enemies. A Qi Refining stage cultivator had a very limited total amount of Spiritual Qi, usually able to activate a spell only once or twice before exhausting their reserves.


    This was why Chu Xuan had chosen Blood Steel Wire as an additional means of defense. It was also his versatility that had solidified his standing among the disciples of the inner sect of the Infinite Sect, ranking tenth.


    Currently, Chu Xuan''s cultivation was too low to nurture more than one Blood Steel Wire, but as his level increased, he could nurture more, and thus develop more techniques for combat.


    At this moment, the Blood Steel Wire, sensing the smell of blood and flesh, appeared quite hungry and kept looking eagerly in that direction. Chu Xuan, observing the corpse of the zombie, suddenly raised an eyebrow.


    "Zombies can move... perhaps they too count as living beings?" Chu Xuan pondered. "Could the blood and flesh of zombies be effective for cultivating my techniques and feeding my gu?"


    The more he thought about it, the more intrigued he became. In this world, techniques and spells were ranked from lowest to highest in four tiers.


    The technique Chu Xuan practiced, the Blood Spirit Technique, was one of the superior Qi Refining techniques within the Infinite Sect, and his primary method of cultivation.


    Compared to the top-tier techniques of the Qi Refining stage, it merely required a slower cultivation pace. As long as he could enhance the levels of his Blood Spirit Technique, his own realm would also rise.


    Chu Xuan stepped forward and placed his hand on the zombie''s corpse. The Blood Steel Wire instantly burrowed into it. Sounds of unnerving munching came from within the body.


    Chu Xuan, accustomed to such noises, was indifferent. To him, as long as it was fed, the Blood Steel Wire was no different from a tame cat or dog.


    It wasn''t long before the Blood Steel Wire returned to the palm of his hand, meticulously clean. It was particular about its food; it preferred the flesh of humans the most, followed by that of demonic beasts.


    Thus, it appeared that zombies could indeed serve as feed for his gu. Consequently, their blood should also be viable for his cultivation techniques.


    Without hesitation, Chu Xuan began to search for more zombies. Shortly, he found three more unsuspecting zombies¡ªno, passersby. The obedient Blood Steel Wire quickly bound their limbs. Though restrained, the zombies remained spirited, constantly howling.


    Chu Xuan fetched a large barrel from his storage bag and slit the zombies'' throats to collect their blood. Within moments, the barrel was full. The remaining corpses were not wasted; the Blood Steel Wire dived in and feasted.


    Chu Xuan immediately began to practice the Blood Refinement Spell. This spell, learned at the first level of the Blood Spirit Technique, had no offensive power and was solely for refining blood, a mere low-tier spell of the Qi Refining stage. The blood before him was continuously absorbed, its impurities removed and gradually transformed into pure energy.


    After purifying the large quantity of zombie blood, all that remained were several thumb-sized blood pearls. Despite being derived from zombie blood, Chu Xuan was unperturbed. Whether it was the blood of demonic beasts, gu, humans, or zombies, there was no distinction of high or low, precious or lowly. Anything that could make him stronger was valuable.


    He swallowed a blood pearl and began to assimilate it. Moments later, his expression brightened. It was indeed effective! He could feel his Spiritual Qi growing stronger inside him.


    "At this rate, I will soon achieve the fifth level of the Blood Spirit Technique," Chu Xuan said, visibly exhilarated.

 Chapter 3: Helpless Zombies

    The Blood Spirit Technique, divided into nine levels, correlates each level with the corresponding layer of Qi Refining. The first three levels of Qi Refining are considered the early stage, the fourth to sixth levels the middle stage, and the final three levels the late stage.


    Chu Xuan, having mastered the fourth level of the Blood Spirit Technique, was in the midst of the Qi Refining middle stage. Advancing to the fifth level would mark another step forward and grant him access to new spells.


    More importantly, zombies are not ordinary humans. Slaying zombies does not invoke the celestial retribution that typically befalls those who kill fellow humans¡ªa fortunate oversight!


    Chu Xuan suddenly realized that he had stumbled upon an excellent opportunity. Not only could he continue advancing his blood arts without concern, but he could also utilize gu, poison techniques, or even refine corpse puppets without needing a traditional alchemical furnace.


    These were numerous zombies natural sources and readily available materials, weren''t they?


    "Moreover, with my current cultivation level, returning to the Mystic Azure Realm would still pose numerous dangers," he pondered. "Yet on this planet, I wield the power of life and death¡ªa formidable force!"


    Chu Xuan smiled. He could well utilize the zombies here to diligently cultivate his demonic techniques. Once he had amassed sufficient power, returning to his home would not be too late. "Let''s continue collecting zombies," he decided.


    Walking along the city streets, Chu Xuan soon chose a five-story shopping mall as his temporary base.


    "Walmart..." he muttered, glancing at the sign before striding into the mall. On the first floor, numerous zombies roamed aimlessly, growling without purpose. Chu Xuan''s presence quickly drew their attention, and in the next moment, they charged at him.


    Chu Xuan laughed joyfully, "No rush, no rush, there''s enough for everyone."


    Moments later, on the fifth floor, Chu Xuan looked at the six bathtubs filled with blood before him. His face, initially weary from the bloodletting, now bore a satisfied smile. Such an abundance of blood would sustain his cultivation for a long time.


    "However, constantly collecting blood is too tedious. Time to refine a few corpse puppets to work for me."


    Chu Xuan scoured the mall but failed to find a suitable zombie. Refining a corpse into a corpse puppet required a body inherently strong, ideally muscular, and filled with deep resentment, which would make the corpse puppet incredibly powerful and vengeful, giving it an advantage against enemies.


    However, the zombies in this mall hardly fit that description¡ªthey were emaciated and feeble, their roars lacking any vitality.


    "Such feeble noises, they really zombies? Never mind, I''ll rest for now and look around the area later; there must be some robust targets nearby."


    Chu Xuan pulled over a lounge chair and laid down, not worried about zombie attacks. The Blood Steel Wire was always ready to protect him, reacting even faster than he could to any potential threats.


    Throughout the past year, each day and night had been spent in perpetual fear, evading the relentless pursuit of the righteous sects. Others perceived him as poised and unflappable, yet this demeanor was nothing more than a carefully crafted facade.


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    In such dire circumstances, one needs supreme rationality and calm to survive. At last, granted a brief respite, Chu Xuan could no longer contain the exhaustion that gnawed at his spirit. He succumbed to sleep.


    Elsewhere, outside the Walmart Mall, two figures approached stealthily. The leader, a man with muscles coiled like dragons, was followed by a gaunt companion. In a hushed tone, the slender man said, "Brother Hu, command me as you will. If it will cure my mother, I''ll do anything!"


    A flicker of mockery crossed Tang Hu''s eyes as he replied with a smile, "Rest assured, I won''t send you to your death. There''s still some food in this mall. You distract the zombies, I gather it. If you find yourself surrounded, do not fear; I will rescue you."


    The gaunt man nodded emphatically, "Alright, I trust you." With that, he cautiously entered the mall, armed with a hose. Moments later, he had attracted a horde of zombies.


    Seizing the opportunity, Tang Hu strode into the mall, hastily stuffing cans and medicines into his backpack¡ªitems with a long shelf life and still useful if unspoiled.


    Suddenly, a panicked voice rang out from nearby, "Brother Hu! There are too many zombies! Help me!"


    Surrounded by a swarm of zombies, the gaunt man''s face was etched with terror. Hu, however, laughed sinisterly and continued to pack various resources into his backpack, making no move to assist.


    "Brother Hu! Save me!"


    The gaunt man''s eyes were filled with desperate fury.


    Tang Hu chuckled darkly, "I forgot to tell you something. Your mother died yesterday. The Spirit Hounds Gang won''t waste medicine on a sixty-year-old woman."


    The gaunt man''s eyes widened in shock. A zombie seized the moment to pounce, sinking its teeth into his chest.


    "I lured you here precisely to exploit you one last time," Tang Hu sneered. "After all, I''ve used you many times before; this won''t make much difference. Thank you for drawing the zombies away with your life. Oh, and you have a sister, right? I''ll take care of her for you."


    By then, the gaunt man was overwhelmed by a mass of bloodthirsty zombies tearing flesh from his bones. With his last ounce of strength, he screamed, "Tang Hu! I will haunt you even in death!"


    Tang Hu laughed heartily, "Very well, come find me when you become a ghost."


    As the commotion drew more zombies, Tang Hu swiftly made his way to the second floor. Many scavengers had risked the first floor of the mall, but few dared venture to the second or higher floors, where more zombies and presumably more resources awaited.


    "Yes!"


    Tang Hu, eyes gleaming with avarice, scoured his way up, his gaze practically shooting green beams.


    Thump, thump!


    Some zombies even leapt from higher floors, plummeting straight toward the commotion caused by the gaunt man. Greed surged within Tang Hu at the sight, and he headed straight for the fifth floor. Indeed, he encountered almost no zombies along the way.


    However, upon reaching the fifth floor, Tang Hu froze. Numerous zombie corpses lay scattered about. Judging by the dryness of the blood, they had died not long before.


    Had someone reached the fifth floor of the mall before him?


    Scanning the area, Tang Hu''s eyes quickly landed on a lounge chair in the middle of an open space. A young man in strange attire lay upon it, deeply asleep. Around him, six bathtubs brimmed with blood.


    This bizarre scene made Tang Hu involuntarily swallow his saliva.


    "So much food!"


    His eyes then fell on the dozens of canned goods near the young man, and his greed intensified. He hurriedly began stuffing the cans into his backpack.


    "You have a nice build," a calm voice suddenly sounded.


    Startled, Tang Hu swiftly drew his machete and swung around to strike.


    Clang!


    A metallic ring echoed, sending a numbing shock through Tang Hu''s wrist, nearly causing him to drop his blade. He turned to see the young man already standing, looking at him with keen interest. The gaze was peculiar as if he didn''t regard Tang Hu as a person but rather as an object.


    What frightened Tang Hu even more was the sight of a blood-red worm wriggling in the young man''s palm. He swallowed hard. Since the outbreak of the zombie crisis, the world had become filled with too many unknown mysteries. A person who could symbiotically live with a worm was no ordinary being!


    Sensing the gravity of the situation, Tang Hu wisely set down his backpack and raised his hands above his head. "Hey, man, all these belongings are yours. My brother-in-law is Zhao Hong, the Boss Zhao. Let''s talk this through."

 Chapter 4: Ideal for Corpse Refinement

    Chu Xuan''s interest was piqued at the mention of a name. "Boss Zhao, who is that?"


    Tang Hu, momentarily stunned, quickly responded, "Boss Zhao is the leader of the Spirit Hounds Gang, the largest organization in East Lake City. His name is Zhao Hong."


    Chu Xuan nodded. "Tell me everything you know about the area."


    With no room to refuse, Tang Hu recounted all the information he knew. Chu Xuan nodded slightly in approval.


    Tang Hu, trying to smile, pleaded, "Big brother, considering I''ve been so cooperative and for my brother-in-law''s sake, could you let me go?"


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "What I mean is, your physique is excellent, perfect for my corpse refining material."


    Tang Hu froze. Corpse refining?


    Before he could react, the Blood Steel Wire in Chu Xuan''s palm shot out, swiftly binding his limbs. Tang Hu struggled desperately, but the blood-red worm was as hard as steel and impossible to break free from.


    "Big brother, what... what are you doing?!" he cried out in horror.


    "Refining a corpse puppet. Your robust body is most suitable for it," Chu Xuan said, busying himself with preparing a concoction. "Soon I''ll provoke your resentment, and you''ll become a rigid corpse soldier."


    He was using a secret technique known as the "Vajra Corpse Refining Method" from the Corpse Puppet Sect. Unfortunately, the sect hadn''t been very formidable and was eliminated early on by an alliance of righteous sects. Most of their heritage fell into the hands of these righteous sects, while a portion was absorbed by the Infinite Sect.


    Regardless of the method, the basic product of any corpse refining process was known as a Corpse Soldier. Higher levels included Corpse General, Corpse Commanders, and Corpse King, each corresponding to increasing cultivation stages, mirroring the levels of cultivators, with each tier divided into nine grades.


    The Vajra Corpse Refining Method focused on tempering the physical body. Zombie soldiers refined this way were impervious to blades and possessed immense strength, capable of contending with cultivators at the Qi Refining stage.


    Previously, Chu Xuan had found it challenging to perform corpse refining due to the lengthy time required and the potential for disruptions. Since he couldn''t stay in one place for long, he had been forced to abandon the idea of refining corpses.


    Chu Xuan retrieved a large barrel from his storage bag and poured various concoctions into it. He then tossed Tang Hu, who was tightly bound, into the barrel, submerging him completely, including his head.


    Tang Hu''s voice gradually quieted. Following this, Chu Xuan solemnly slit his palm, squeezing out two drops of his essence blood, and let them fall into the barrel.


    His complexion was noticeably paler. Essence blood was not like ordinary blood. Even though his cultivation of the Blood Spirit Technique accelerated the condensation of essence blood, it was not something that could be replenished overnight.


    "Now, we just need to wait," Chu Xuan murmured. "According to the ''Vajra Corpse Refining Method,'' results should be visible within three days at most."


    Chu Xuan reclined on a nearby lounge chair, voraciously devouring cans of tuna he had found while hunting zombies. The cans were still within their expiration date.


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    "Damn, modern industrial food is delicious," he exclaimed. "What have I been eating at the Infinite Sect? It was so bland I could cry." He sighed deeply, grateful to finally taste something befitting a human after so many years.


    Three days later, Chu Xuan stood before the large barrel with a look of anticipation. He observed the figure inside¡ªnow pitch black and rigid all over, its physique noticeably bulkier than before. Bone armor had sprouted densely at the chest, joints, and back, providing formidable defense.


    Chu Xuan tested it with a thrown dagger, which left only a superficial mark. Joy surged in his heart, knowing he had succeeded. The corpse puppet before him had attained the rank of corpse soldier, equivalent to a Qi Refining stage cultivator.


    "I wonder about the quality of this corpse puppet," Chu Xuan pondered. The quality of corpse puppets was classified into four grades: superior, high, middle, and low. The better the concoction used in the refining process, the higher the quality of the resulting corpse puppet. A superior quality corpse puppet could master four spells upon creation, a high quality three, a middle quality two, and a low quality only one.


    Back when Chu Xuan was still with the Infinite Sect, he had heard of a Golden Core elder who, during his Qi Refining stage, had fortuitously refined a superior quality corpse puppet that knew four spells from birth. It was with this corpse puppet''s aid that the elder gradually ascended the path of cultivation and eventually reached the Golden Core stage.


    Chu Xuan retrieved a small, dark tower known as the Corpse Nurturing Tower. This magic tool was specifically designed for capturing and cultivating corpses. Each Corpse Nurturing Tower came equipped with a spell to assess the quality and level of a corpse.


    Chu Xuan''s tower, acquired at a low price from a disheartened middle-aged disciple, was merely a low-grade magic tool. It possessed no offensive or defensive capabilities, serving solely to nurture corpses. He had always carried it with him, prepared for any eventuality. Now was the time to use it.


    At the thought, Chu Xuan absorbed the newly formed corpse soldier into the Corpse Nurturing Tower. Inside, the abundant Yin Qi invigorated the corpse, which eagerly absorbed it in deep gulps.


    Chu Xuan infused a thread of Spiritual Qi to activate the appraisal technique. A beam of black light illuminated the corpse, and a flicker of golden light emerged from its crown.


    Chu Xuan was surprised, "A middle-grade second-level corpse soldier? Not bad at all!"


    For his first attempt at corpse refining, using rather ordinary concoctions, he had managed to create a middle-grade corpse¡ªa stroke of luck indeed.


    He continued using the appraisal technique and quickly learned the two spells the corpse puppet possessed: Bloodthirst Technique and Golden Light Spell.


    The Bloodthirst Technique allowed it to enter a berserk state, significantly boosting its combat capabilities but only for a quarter of an hour. Afterward, it would fall into a state of weakness for ten hours. The Golden Light Spell, as its name suggested, coated the user in a protective golden light, enhancing its defenses.


    Together, these spells made the zombie a perfect tank. Though it was only a second-level corpse soldier, equivalent to a Qi Refining second stage cultivator, the combined effects of its spells could likely allow it to contend with a fourth-stage Qi Refining cultivator for a short time. Whether used as a decoy to attract enemy fire or as a protective measure in dangerous situations, it was exceedingly useful.


    Chu Xuan felt a rush of satisfaction. This apocalyptic planet truly was a splendid place. In just three days, he had already acquired a corpse soldier as his trump card, effectively doubling his strength compared to three days ago.


    "Pity the materials for refining corpse puppets are rare, otherwise I would definitely refine another one," Chu Xuan mused, smacking his lips. With a casual wave of his hand, the obedient corpse soldier approached and awaited his commands.


    This was the benefit of the two drops of essence blood he had added to the concoction. As long as the corpse puppet was well-fed, it would faithfully follow his commands without turning against him.


    "A second-level corpse soldier should have no trouble sweeping through this mall," Chu Xuan declared. "It''s all yours."


    With a dismissive wave, he reclined comfortably back on the lounge chair. The corpse soldier growled and dashed out. Almost immediately, the mall echoed with terrifying roars and the sound of flesh being torn apart, followed by the clanging of objects being smashed.


    Chu Xuan, unfazed, continued enjoying his canned food while leisurely flipping through ancient texts. After all, isn''t the essence of being a demonic cultivator to live freely and at ease?

 Chapter 5: Blood Fang Fruit

    In the blink of an eye, five days had passed, and Chu Xuan was heartily devouring a steaming bowl of shrimp and fish cake noodles, thoroughly enjoying the indulgence.


    Instant noodles could grow tiresome if eaten daily, yet their unique flavor was missed when not partaken of for a while. For Chu Xuan, who had spent decades in a world of cultivation, these flavors were sorely nostalgic.


    At that moment, a fire burned vigorously in front of him. After quickly finishing his noodles, Chu Xuan used two sticks to retrieve an object from the dying embers¡ªthe blood mirror, which showed no signs of damage from the flames and seemed even brighter than before.


    Chu Xuan glanced at the scene within the mirror¡ªclear skies and beautiful landscapes, exactly where he had first crossed over. Now, the image was a fifth brighter. Once fully illuminated, he should be able to cross back.


    He had discovered that the blood mirror could automatically absorb various forms of energy from its surroundings¡ªSpiritual Qi, Evil Qi, Yin Qi, and even mundane energy like biological, thermal, light, and electrical energies. Throwing the mirror into the fire had been a way to harness thermal energy. At this rate, another month should suffice to fully charge it.


    Meanwhile, an excited growl sounded nearby¡ªit was the corpse soldier, now named Hu, returning with two gasoline cans. He had been out hunting zombies and had also been tasked with finding fuel. Initially struggling with the task, Hu had gradually come to understand and execute his instructions effectively.


    Chu Xuan looked at Hu, now even more formidable and robust than before, and nodded in satisfaction.


    "Hu, well done."


    At his praise, the corpse puppet humbly lowered its head, allowing Chu Xuan to pat it. The name Hu was the result of deep contemplation by Chu Xuan, certainly not a hasty choice derived from any original name. Absolutely not.


    In just two days, Hu had cleared all the zombies from the Walmart Mall. Those that looked healthy and spirited were captured and bled dry. The ones with good meat quality were used as feed for the Blood Steel Wire. The listless, less lively ones became nourishment for Hu himself. From the third day, Hu started clearing the zombies from the surrounding shops and residences, using the mall as his base. Over five days, he had progressed from a second-level to a third-level corpse soldier.


    Although still only comparable to a third-stage Qi Refining cultivator in rank, Hu''s sheer physical strength and overwhelming resentment meant that any low-level cultivator without many spells who got too close would likely end up dead or severely injured.


    "What should I do with you? A bit early for you to be forming cocoons."


    Chu Xuan smiled helplessly as he observed the Blood Steel Wire appearing lethargic, perhaps due to consuming too much zombie blood. Just this morning, he had awakened to find it showing signs of cocooning¡ªa process indicating that the Blood Steel Wire was about to learn a natural spell and significantly increase in strength. This was excellent news for him.


    The Blood Steel Wire was a type of gu insect relatively easy to obtain, which meant its potential was somewhat limited¡ªit could cocoon only twice. Each cocooning was akin to rebirth, earning it the nickname "Twice-Reborn Gu," capable of learning two inherent spells.


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    Naturally, the potential of a gu insect wasn''t fixed; given fortuitous encounters with certain rare natural treasures and consuming them could prompt further transformations.


    Chu Xuan''s frustration stemmed from not yet having started cultivating such rare natural treasures. "Go capture a couple of lively zombies," he commanded with a wave of his hand.


    The corpse soldier roared enthusiastically and leapt away, vanishing from sight. In less than ten minutes, it reappeared, each of its robust arms clutching a fiercely struggling, spirited zombie.


    Chu Xuan nodded approvingly. "Gag them, tie them up, and throw them in the corner." The corpse soldier clumsily followed the orders but soon had the zombies secured.


    Striding over, Chu Xuan pulled out a small knife and began to carve blood holes into the limbs and torsos of the captured zombies. He then retrieved a cultivation pouch from his storage bag and filled it with tiny red seeds, which upon contacting the flesh, quickly took root.


    Within the blink of an eye, they sprouted one-centimeter-long tender red shoots with sharp, triangular leaves, a sinister crimson that fluttered in the breeze like the fangs of a demonic beast¡ªa chilling sight.


    These mystical plants were known as "Bloodfiend Fangs." They thrived on flesh and blood rather than Spiritual Qi. It would take a month for them to bloom and bear fruit, the "Blood Fang Fruit," which was precisely what the Blood Steel Wire needed for its cocooning.


    Consuming these fruits would significantly enhance its speed and strength, and potentially allow it to learn an exceptional natural spell. The more Blood Fang Fruits consumed, the higher the likelihood of acquiring a superior natural spell.


    Armed with years of dedicated study of the Gu Scriptures, Chu Xuan was intimately familiar with these details and prepared to leverage this knowledge to its fullest.


    In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Thanks to the generous and unwitting contribution of the surrounding zombies, Chu Xuan''s cultivation had smoothly advanced to the sixth level of Qi Refining. Hu, too, had progressed admirably, reaching the fifth level of corpse soldier.


    "Finally matured," Chu Xuan remarked with a smile as he approached the two zombies, now barely more than husks. The branches of the Bloodfiend Fangs bore heavy fruit. Over the month, Chu Xuan had fed the zombies chunks of zombie meat every other day to keep them alive, ensuring a continuous supply of nutrients for the Bloodfiend Fangs. Still, the zombies were now withered and emaciated, their flesh thoroughly drained by the plants.


    Chu Xuan quickly harvested the Blood Fang Fruit, leaving the desiccated corpse puppets for Hu to utilize as a scrappy lunch. Hu munched happily on the side.


    Chu Xuan examined the ten thumb-sized Blood Fang Fruits in his palm with amazement. Back when the Infinite Sect was still in existence, there had been specialists within the sect who cultivated these fruits.


    However, they were exorbitantly priced, costing twenty sect contribution points each, equivalent to at least eighty small spiritual stones. He hadn''t had many spiritual stones back then and certainly couldn''t afford to buy Blood Fang Fruits.


    But now, these fruits, worth a total of eight hundred small spiritual stones, lay quietly in his palm¡ªa fortune far exceeding anything he had owned in the past.


    "A never-ending supply of resources, indeed a splendid place," Chu Xuan mused, feeling sentimental as he brought the Blood Fang Fruits to Blood Steel Wire''s mouth.


    With a few eager swallows, Blood Steel Wire consumed all ten fruits and then settled into a deep slumber. No matter how Chu Xuan prodded, it remained motionless, its surface soon enveloped by a reddish-brown blood cocoon. Clearly, it had begun its true transformation.


    "In no more than ten days, Blood Steel Wire will emerge from its cocoon, transformed into a once-reborn gu with its own innate spells!" Chu Xuan pondered the future. "By then, I should also consider returning to see about replenishing spiritual plant seeds and exchanging some spiritual stones for setting up formations."


    "Looks like it''s time to see if I can glean some resources from my senior brothers," Chu Xuan thought, eyeing the hundreds of blood pearls in his storage bag. These were the results of his daily practice of the Blood Refinement Technique on zombie blood. Blood pearls were a significant tonic for cultivation, an irresistible temptation for any demonic cultivator.

 Chapter 6: Blood Binding

    Ten days later, the Blood Steel Wire successfully emerged from its cocoon. Chu Xuan inspected it closely and noticed that after its transformation, it had grown larger and its outer skin had become even tougher. He casually picked up an iron rod and with a flick of his hand, the Blood Steel Wire shot out, slicing the rod into two with ease. Chu Xuan nodded in approval.


    "Let''s see what innate spell you''ve acquired," he said, prompting the Blood Steel Wire with a thought. Instantly, the Wire shot forward, binding Hu, tightening so fiercely that even Hu''s colossal strength couldn''t break free.


    "Blood Binding!" Chu Xuan exclaimed, recognizing the control type spell. It was one of the best possible spells the Blood Steel Wire could have learned after its transformation.


    Originally, the Wire wasn''t known for its strength or lethal capabilities but rather for its defensive talents. Chu Xuan hadn''t expected it to become an offensive powerhouse; the acquisition of the Blood Binding was exactly what he had hoped for¡ªhis skill tree had evolved correctly.


    "Alright, that''s enough, come back," Chu Xuan said with a smile, and the Blood Steel Wire swiftly returned to rest in the palm of his hand. Hu, now wary of another binding, kept a respectful distance, fearful of being ensnared once again.


    Chu Xuan affectionately patted the small head of the Blood Steel Wire, pleased with its performance. "It''s been almost two months since I arrived on this planet," he mused. "I''ve used up all the corpse puppet refining materials I had, and I need to return to the Mystic Azure Realm to gather more."


    He contemplated further strategies. "It would be wise to refine a few more corpse soldiers. After I leave this place, I should have several to guard this area."


    Additionally, he considered the possibility of acquiring a set of array disks and flags for the Blood Refining Array¡ªa formation ideally suited for demonic cultivators to perform large-scale blood sacrifices.


    The simplest Blood Refining Array could even be managed by a Qi Refining stage cultivator, while more advanced versions required deeper knowledge in array formations.


    Chu Xuan recalled that the leader of the Corpse Puppet Sect had once used a city''s worth of 300,000 souls to perform a Soul-Stealing Blood Refining Array, creating a powerful blood pearl. Consumed by the Sect''s young master, it dramatically accelerated his cultivation: Qi Refining in a day, Foundation Establishment within a hundred days, reaching the ninth level in just three years¡ªa prodigy who overshadowed even the most talented cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage.


    However, such grievous acts did not go unnoticed and soon brought destruction upon the Corpse Puppet Sect from the five major righteous sects.


    "If I could deploy a Blood Refining Array here on this planet," Chu Xuan thought, "my cultivation would skyrocket!"


    While reaching the Foundation Establishment within a hundred days was perhaps an exaggeration, doing so within a year seemed entirely feasible.


    After having Hu tidy up the area, Chu Xuan went to the rooftop of the Walmart Mall to activate the blood mirror.


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    "After months away, it''s finally time to go back."


    Chu Xuan''s face was marked by a wistful expression, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. The last time he had left, he was merely at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and his only possession had been a single Blood Steel Wire.


    In less than two months, he had advanced to the sixth level, his Blood Steel Wire had undergone its first transformation, and he now commanded a fifth-level corpse soldier. With such combat prowess, he could easily crush cultivators at the seventh level of Qi Refining and even had a seventy to eighty percent chance of victory against those at the eighth level.


    Chu Xuan took a deep breath and connected his thoughts to the blood mirror. In the blink of an eye, he was absorbed into the mirror. To any onlooker, it would appear as if he had vanished into thin air, evaporated from the mortal realm.


    ...


    In East Lake City, Haotai Hotel once ranked among the finest hotels in the city. Several years after the zombie outbreak, it had become the stronghold of the Spirit Hounds Gang.


    Atop the highest floor of the Haotai Hotel, a lean, dark-skinned man lay on a sun lounger on the rooftop, soaking up the sunlight. This was Zhao Hong, the leader of the Spirit Hounds Gang. Flanking him were two voluptuous women who were carefully massaging his legs and shoulders.


    In a nearby cage, a formidable black-backed wolfhound sat coiled. Even in a sitting position, it measured over three meters in length, its physique more robust than a bull. Menacing light flickered in its eyes, and drool flowed from its mouth, indicating its hunger.


    Beneath the lounger, a burly man knelt trembling, barely daring to breathe loudly. Zhao Hong rolled over and said calmly, "Ling Tao, you assured me that you would find out how Tang Hu disappeared within half a month. It''s nearly two months now."


    Ling Tao hurriedly spoke, "Boss, Brother Hu disappeared at the Walmart Mall, which has become very dangerous, possibly due to the emergence of high-level zombies. I''ve lost two men already who were sent to scout the area. Boss, you can''t blame me... I never imagined that high-level zombies would be there..."


    Ling Tao crawled closer to Zhao Hong, clutching at his legs and weeping bitterly, "Only you can handle a high-level zombie, Boss!"


    Zhao Hong sat up slightly and reached out to gently caress Ling Tao''s face, smiling slightly, "It''s not your fault, nobody knew there would be high-level zombies there."


    Ling Tao was deeply moved, "Thank you, Boss! Thank you!"


    "Feed Dahei for me, he''s been hungry for a long time," Zhao Hong said casually.


    "Yes, yes!"


    Ling Tao hurriedly walked to the side, fetched a large bag of dog food, and was about to pour it into that wolf dog''s food bowl.


    The black-backed wolf-dog remained utterly still, drool streaming freely from its mouth.


    Zhao Hong snapped his fingers crisply, "D¨¤h¨¥i, eat."


    With a howl, the wolf-dog burst forth from the iron cage, clamping its jaws around Ling Tao''s arms. A sharp crack resounded as Ling Tao''s arms broke cleanly at the elbows, blood spurting wildly.


    "Ah! Ah! Boss!" Ling Tao screamed in agony, the severe pain of losing his arms clouding his ability to think.


    Zhao Hong frowned, "How many times must I say it? Kill by crushing the windpipe directly; don''t make such a bloody mess."


    The wolf-dog, silent, sprang forward in a swift motion and severed Ling Tao''s throat with its teeth, finally indulging in its feast.


    Zhao Hong''s expression turned to one of satisfaction. The two women by his side had already lost control, nearly collapsing to the ground.


    "No need to worry. With your slender arms and legs, Dahei couldn''t possibly be satisfied," Zhao Hong sneered casually. Upon hearing this, the two women fainted in fright.


    Zhao Hong nonchalantly pressed a nearby bell. Ding, ding, ding. Soon, a burly man hurried up from downstairs. He bowed respectfully, careful not to stare at the wolf-dog reveling in its meal.


    "Boss, what do you need?"


    Zhao Hong offhandedly said, "Bring Daho and Erho, get the car, and head to the Walmart."


    "Right away, sir," the burly man nodded respectfully.


    Moments later, outside the Haotai Hotel, two strong men struggled to push open the grand doors. A van sped away, its entirety reinforced with sturdy iron mesh. Spikes of steel adorned the front and roof.


    As it moved, ordinary zombies were simply flung aside. Unless it met tens of thousands of zombies, it was the most dazzling presence on the streets!

 Chapter 7: A Policy of Look but Dont Touch

    The Haotai Hotel was a mere three kilometers from the Walmart. Yet, this journey was no longer through a society with flowing traffic, but rather through a city at the end of the day, overrun with zombies.


    The streets were cluttered with abandoned vehicles and toppled billboards, and the path was anything but clear, fraught with myriad obstacles. It took a van a full two hours to finally reach the supermarket.


    The car door swung open with a whoosh.


    Zhao Hong alighted swiftly, followed by three dogs: Dahei, Daho, and Erho, the most loyal, cunning, and ferocious of his spirit hounds.


    Zhao Hong cast a skeptical glance around. His vision and hearing, far superior to that of ordinary men, easily discerned something unsettling near the supermarket: an eerie quietude, devoid of even the faintest growl of zombies, with only the occasional scurrying of rats.


    He was no stranger to territories ruled by high-level zombies, but such desolation and silence were unprecedented.


    "Let''s go in and have a look," he suggested, pointing towards the Walmart Supermarket. At his command, the spirit hounds growled softly and advanced into the supermarket via three different paths. Shortly after, their howls echoed through the building.


    Zhao Hong furrowed his brow. Experienced in the nuances of canine sounds from his days in the dog business, he knew these barks signaled no danger.


    "Leave someone with the car, and come up with me," he said casually.


    "Yes," replied a sturdy man, stepping out of the car with bolstered courage to lead the way.


    Soon, Zhao Hong and his companion reached the fifth floor of the supermarket unimpeded. The scene before him made his heart skip a beat. Five years had passed since the outbreak of the zombies, and he had grown accustomed to sights of gore.


    However, this bizarre spectacle was new to him. Throughout the supermarket, from the first to the fifth floor, were scattered bits and pieces of zombie flesh. It was the height of summer when flies should swarm, yet none dared approach this place.


    The sight on the fifth floor was particularly dreadful. Several large bathtubs lay there, each containing only a layer of dried, black-red blood filled with impurities.


    In a nearby corner, two desiccated, emaciated zombies lay, their bodies riddled with holes from which red plants sprouted, though now these plants were all dead, having seemingly sucked dry all the nutrients from the zombies.


    A tightness gripped Zhao Hong''s chest at this chilling discovery.


    "Boss... what should we do now?" The stalwart man beside him trembled visibly.


    "Are you cold?" Zhao Hong suddenly asked.


    The man shivered, "Cold, very cold. The temperature here is very low."


    A sense of dread inexplicably rose in Zhao Hong''s heart. The outside temperature was at least thirty degrees. Yet, inside the Walmart, he felt chilled to the bone. This was utterly abnormal.


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    Zhao Hong knew well that one must not linger in places that defy normalcy! "Let''s go." He dared not stay any longer and turned to leave.


    Once back in the car, he slowly regained his composure. "Did you bring gasoline?" Zhao Hong, lighting a cigarette and exhaling rings of smoke, suddenly asked.


    "Yes, Boss. Your orders?" Both men nodded.


    "Burn this shit place down," Zhao Hong said calmly.


    "Yes!"


    Moments later, thick, black smoke billowed above the Walmart. The piercing chill seemed to dissipate with the flames. Zhao Hong''s anxiety finally eased.


    "Let''s go back." He casually flicked his unfinished cigarette out of the car window, propped up his legs, and said.


    The van started again and soon vanished into the streets.


    ...


    In the lush forests outside Green River City in the Mystic Azure Realm of Yu Country, the empty space suddenly twisted. In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared out of nowhere, startling the birds atop the trees and scaring away the squirrels on the branches.


    "I''m back." Chu Xuan surveyed his surroundings, took a deep breath, and smiled. The air here was filled with Spiritual Qi, far fresher than that of the apocalyptic planet.


    "First, I need to ascertain whether the flow of time is consistent between the two realms," he mused. "The second task is to acquire materials for corpse refinement and seeds for numerous spiritual plants. The third matter is to locate the covert trading hubs of demonic cultivators from the Infinite Sect and the Corpse Puppet Sect, to purchase the Blood Refining Array.


    Having formulated his plan, Chu Xuan immediately donned a human-skin mask and transformed his appearance from a stern-looking young man to a formidable, bald-headed fellow.


    Although facial transformation was considered an unconventional art, Chu Xuan had escaped many perils using it. Now, disguising himself had become second nature.


    "I recall that three hundred miles south of Green River City, there is a canyon rich in Spiritual Qi, where a marketplace is situated," Chu Xuan mused. He drew forth a flying sword and set off toward the south of Green River City.


    This flying sword, a lower-grade flying magical tool, traveled at a speed of three hundred miles per hour, consuming one small spiritual stone for every thousand miles traveled. It was a second-hand magical tool he had once purchased from the Infinite Sect. Both its speed and consumption were mediocre. Should he acquire surplus spirit stones in the future, he certainly intended to invest in a superior flying magical tool.


    An hour later, Chu Xuan arrived at the marketplace.


    "Peace Market," he announced as he strode into the market. A thousand miles further south of Peace Market lay the mountain gate of the Divine Star Sect, one of the five major orthodox sects of Yu Country.


    Naturally, the small marketplace was not directly controlled by the Divine Star Sect but was managed by cultivating families under the sect, mostly established by Foundation Establishment stage cultivators from the Divine Star Sect who had little hope of advancing. Offspring born into these families, once identified as having spiritual roots, were immediately sent to the Divine Star Sect for cultivation, thereby strengthening their families.


    Peace Market was controlled by the Wu family, whose patriarch was a nearly two-hundred-year-old Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. The cultivators who came here to sell and trade were mostly at the initial or middle stages of Qi Refining; even those at the later stages were rare.


    Chu Xuan was well aware of all this intelligence before he arrived. As a demon cultivator often targeted by others, venturing blindly into unknown territories without such information could lead to dire consequences.


    Upon arriving at Peace Market, Chu Xuan did not rush to purchase the items he needed. Cultivators, with their extended lifespans, knew well how to overcharge newcomers. His unfamiliar face appearing for the first time would surely prompt the sellers to inflate their prices. Thus, he decided to stay for a few days. For the initial days, he adopted a strategy of looking much and buying nothing.


    Chu Xuan found a teahouse catering to cultivators, ordered a pot of spiritual tea, sat, and quietly sipped, listening to the conversations around him. Cultivator discussions were not like those of ordinary people, who speak without restraint. Some were quite cautious, even using Spiritual Qi to mask their speech.


    As a Qi Refining stage cultivator, eavesdropping on others'' conversations was challenging, but Chu Xuan had a unique advantage¡ªeach of his ears harbored a Listening Insect. These tiny creatures amplified his hearing, allowing him to catch much of what was said around him.

 Chapter 8: Are These Fruits Guaranteed Ripe?

    Chu Xuan''s ears twitched, and he glanced towards a nearby table where two Qi Refining stage cultivators were sitting opposite each other. The lean cultivator inquired, "...Fellow Daoist, are there any bounty tasks in Peace Market? I''m a bit short on spiritual stones."


    The burly cultivator replied, "Yes, there''s one helping the Divine Star Sect find remnants of the Infinite Sect. Finding one yields three hundred small spiritual stones. By the way, Elder Sun from the Divine Star Sect mentioned that if anyone finds Chu Xuan from the Infinite Sect, who is at the Qi Refining stage, they''ll give four hundred small spiritual stones."


    "Still not found? It''s been six days already."


    "That guy is as slippery as an eel; not so easy to catch. Elder Sun once led a group of Qi Refining disciples to surround him, and he still managed to escape."


    "I heard he''s only at the fourth level of Qi Refining; I could easily crush him in a one-on-one fight."


    "Don''t underestimate him. I''ve heard that although Chu Xuan has mediocre talent, he''s a master of poisons and gu insects. Two cultivators at the fifth level of Qi Refining from the Divine Star Sect have already fallen to him."


    "...Maybe I should change my target then; he''s too slippery to catch."


    "Ha, just say you''re scared."


    The lean cultivator''s face reddened, veins bulging on his forehead as he retorted, "Nonsense! Those who wish to tread the way of cultivation must be alive. How can a cultivator be called fearful?"


    What followed was a series of profound utterances about the "Way of Caution" and "Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Disaster," prompting laughter from the burly cultivator. The atmosphere around was filled with mirth.


    Chu Xuan, overhearing this, wore a bizarre expression.


    Six days! It had been only six days since he killed He Liang and escaped the encirclement of the Divine Star Sect cultivators. By such estimates, the time flow ratio between the Mystic Azure Realm and the apocalyptic planet was about one to ten.


    That meant, in the eyes of the cultivators here, he had advanced from the fourth to the sixth level of Qi Refining in just six days¡ªa miraculous feat of cultivation! Even daily immersion in medicinal baths couldn''t achieve such rapid progress.


    "Blood Mirror, truly a precious treasure!" Chu Xuan sipped his tea broadly smiling.


    Two more days passed. Chu Xuan had thoroughly explored Peace Market, becoming familiar with every stall owner. Only then did he approach a large shop.


    Hundred Herbs Pavilion, specializing in spiritual plants. After comparing several shops, Chu Xuan found this one to offer the best value for money. Before long, he walked out of Hundred Herbs Pavilion, satisfied with the variety of spiritual plant seeds he had purchased. He also mixed in some materials for corpse refining. The shopkeeper, seeing his substantial purchases, even threw in some extras.


    Chu Xuan wondered if the shopkeeper would have recoiled in horror and retracted the gifts had he known he was dealing with a demon cultivator.


    After acquiring various items, Chu Xuan made his way to a nondescript stall in the marketplace with practiced ease. Setting up a stall here was straightforward: just spread a cloth on the ground and lay out the wares. Those who were more particular might use a wooden sign to mark prices next to their items. The goods on this stall were nothing special, hardly worth a second glance, except for a withered white herb that caught Chu Xuan''s eye.


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    Bonegrass.


    This spiritual plant demanded extremely harsh growing conditions. It thrived only in the Burial Bone Cave of the Infinite Sect, withering immediately if transplanted elsewhere. After the fall of the Infinite Sect, its disciples scattered, and Chu Xuan agreed on secret signs and tokens with a few close peers for future contact. Bonegrass was one of these tokens.


    Chu Xuan squatted down in front of the stall owner, picking up one item, then another. The stall owner, an experienced cultivator, quickly grew impatient. "Buy if you''re going to buy, otherwise get lost and stop touching everything."


    Chu Xuan picked up a fruit and smiled, "Fellow Daoist, how much for this Pool Dragon Fruit?"


    The stall owner replied nonchalantly, "Two small spiritual stones each."


    Chu Xuan smiled slightly, "Is the skin made of gold, or is it the flesh?"


    The stall owner paused, then shook his head, "There are no Pool Dragon Fruits around anymore. These I picked up from the ruins after the Infinite Sect was gone. If you think it''s expensive, so do I."


    Chu Xuan''s smile widened, "Are these fruits guaranteed ripe?"


    The stall owner''s eyes brightened, "These are of average quality, but if you''re willing to pay a higher price, I have better ones."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Good, lead the way."


    The stall owner quickly packed up his worn cloth and items into his storage bag and led Chu Xuan away. Although Chu Xuan followed, he remained alert, watching and listening to everything around them.


    The two left Peace Market and soon reached a secluded spot under some trees. The experienced cultivator lowered his voice, "Which senior brother are you?"


    Chu Xuan replied calmly, "He Liang."


    The cultivator was startled, "He Liang? That traitor has been dead for a while."


    Chu Xuan then relaxed and nodded, "Chu Xuan."


    The older cultivator became excited, "Senior brother Chu! Is it really you?"


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, "And you are?"


    The cultivator took a deep breath and quickly said, "Chen Ge, I entered the Infinite Sect in the same batch as you! This token and password were taught to me by senior brother Wei Hua."


    Chu Xuan nodded. Wei Hua, ranked twelfth among the inner disciples, had always been on good terms with him.


    "How is Wei Hua doing?" Chu Xuan asked casually.


    Chen Ge spoke softly, "Senior brother Wei is still recovering from his injuries, and Uncle Master Liu and the others are all at the Wu family."


    Chu Xuan chuckled silently. Among the Foundation Establishment stage cultivators of the Infinite Sect, only one bore the surname Liu¡ªLiu Zhenxiong. Uncle Master Liu referred to Liu Zhenxiong himself.


    Unexpectedly, these Infinite Sect cultivators were residing directly within the Wu family''s territory. No wonder the Divine Star Sect had been unable to find them. They would never have imagined that right under their noses was the perfect hiding spot for demon cultivators!


    Chen Ge earnestly said, "Senior brother Chu, why don''t you join us? We, the cultivators of the Infinite Sect, must stick together to survive."


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "Having many people makes us a big target. I just came to buy some items."


    Chen Ge appeared somewhat disappointed, but he nodded, "What are you looking to buy, senior brother?"


    "The Blood Refining Array."


    Chen Ge was surprised, "The Blood Refining Array? What do you need that for? The five righteous sects are currently cracking down on any killings of mortals. You might barely activate the Blood Refining Array before the righteous cultivators come knocking."


    Chu Xuan just smiled, "Do you have it?"


    Chen Ge nodded, "I remember senior brother Wei has one, and it can be bought for a medium spiritual stone. Here''s what we''ll do: you wait outside the Wu family, and I''ll get the item for you."


    Chu Xuan gave a slight nod.


    The two approached the Wu family''s location quickly. Established in a valley rich in Spiritual Qi, with buildings every few steps¡ªa veritable small kingdom¡ªthe Wu family''s estate was formidable. Chu Xuan stopped at a distance and tossed over a low-grade storage bag.


    "This contains one medium spiritual stone for the Blood Refining Array. Additionally, there are thirty blood pearls. Exchange them for spiritual stones at the old rate."


    Chen Ge, delighted by the offer, quickly accepted, "Great, we are currently in need of blood pearls!"


    He promptly stored the items, "Please wait here, senior brother, I will be back shortly."


    With that, he hurried towards the Wu family estate.

 Chapter 9: Thunderous Decisiveness, Three Men Downed in an Instant!

    Chu Xuan didn''t linger at the original spot but immediately left, climbing up a nearby hill and hiding behind rocks. In such times, betrayal could come from anyone; the only person he could truly trust was himself.


    Soon after, Chen Ge briskly walked out of the Wu family residence and returned to the original spot under the trees. However, there was no sign of Chu Xuan, and he couldn''t help but look puzzled.


    Chu Xuan did not reveal himself immediately but carefully observed his surroundings and listened for any slight sound.


    Growing anxious, Chen Ge called out in a low voice, "Senior brother Chu, where are you?"


    After waiting a while longer, Chu Xuan finally showed himself, causing Chen Ge to sigh in relief. He quickly understood why Chu Xuan had chosen to leave the original spot. Few demon cultivators who had survived the pursuit of the five orthodox sects were foolish enough to easily trust others.


    Without much ado, Chen Ge pulled a formation plate and flags from his storage bag and handed them over.


    Chu Xuan examined them briefly and nodded slightly. This was indeed the Blood Refining Array. The basic version of the array was just a mid-grade magical tool, manageable even by Qi Refining stage cultivators.


    However, stacking additional layers to create complex formations like the Soul-Stealing Blood Refining Array or the Evil Condensation Blood Refining Array would catapult it into the realm of treasures, controllable only by Golden Core stage cultivators. The difficulty of setup and the materials required would increase a hundredfold.


    "Senior brother Chu, are you sure you won''t join us?" Chen Ge couldn''t help but ask again. "Uncle Master Liu has been very good to us. When we last retreated to the Wu family estate, he covered our retreat."


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "No." He then turned and left, showing no interest in lingering. The remnants of the Infinite Sect were thorns in the sides of the orthodox sects, and being associated with Liu Zhenxiong, though seemingly an advantage, actually painted a bigger target on their backs.


    If danger came, Liu Zhenxiong might escape, but Qi Refining stage cultivators like himself would not have it so easy. He couldn''t entrust his life to others.


    With the Blood Refining Array in hand, Chu Xuan felt a surge of relief. His next task was to find a safe place to fully charge the Blood Mirror. Once he returned to the apocalyptic planet, he would set up the Blood Refining Array and rapidly advance his cultivation.


    However, just over twenty miles away from the Wu family, Chu Xuan sensed something amiss. Indeed, several streaks of light appeared, swiftly blocking his path on both sides.


    Three figures emerged, clad in snow-white robes with gold sword-shaped embroidery at the collar and sleeves¡ªa uniform that Chu Xuan recognized all too well; they were Qi Refining stage disciples of the Divine Star Sect.


    "What brings the three of you here?" Chu Xuan asked, his face clouded with confusion. The trio scrutinized him briefly. The middle-aged cultivator at the forefront spoke calmly, "By the command of Uncle Master Sun, it has been decreed that no one may enter or exit within fifty miles of the Wu family estate, lest remnants of the Infinite Sect are harbored therein."


    Chu Xuan feigned astonishment, exclaiming, "Remnants of the Infinite Sect? But I am merely an honest loose cultivator!"


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    The middle-aged cultivator replied impatiently, "I care not whether you''re a loose or a demon cultivator; today, no one shall pass this junction. If you value your life, stay put. Once Uncle Master Sun has ascertained that the Wu family harbors no affiliations with the Infinite Sect, you, being uninvolved, shall remain unharmed."


    With a placating smile, Chu Xuan nodded vigorously, "Very well, very well, I am willing to cooperate."


    Seeing his submissive demeanor, the middle-aged cultivator smirked arrogantly, "That''s right, loose cultivators like you ought to obey."


    Chu Xuan gave an awkward smile. Just then, two streaks of light shot across the sky at a breathtaking speed. Lifting an eyebrow, Chu Xuan ventured, "Could that be the esteemed Sun Shi of your sect?"


    With a sly chuckle, the middle-aged cultivator confirmed, "Indeed! With two Foundation Establishment stage Uncle Masters stepping forward, they will surely turn the Wu estate inside out."


    Chu Xuan nodded. Sun Shi was the very person who had led the encirclement against him in Green River City. He remembered it vividly. Had he not been cautious and disguised himself with He Liang''s face, he might well have been a corpse by now.


    Suddenly, Chu Xuan spoke up, "Just the three of you? If there truly are remnants of the Infinite Sect within the Wu estate, can you three manage to hold this position?"


    The cultivator scoffed, "The remnants of the Infinite Sect are but defeated soldiers. The three of us possess at least the strength of the fifth level of Qi Refining¡ªample to guard this pass and stop any Qi Refining stage demonic cultivators. As for any Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivators, they shall be dealt with by Uncle Master Sun and the others."


    Chu Xuan nodded again. The next moment, he suddenly pointed behind the middle-aged cultivator and cried out in alarm, "Watch out!"


    Startled, the cultivator thought an attack from the Infinite Sect was coming from behind. He swiftly turned around, readying his magical tool for defense. The other two cultivators did likewise, spinning around in alarm.


    However, there was nothing behind them¡ªno sign of any Infinite Sect demonic cultivators.


    A ghastly roar then tore through the air. One of the Divine Star Sect disciples grimaced in agony as he looked down to discover his chest grotesquely torn open by a dark, formidable claw, his heart gruesomely excavated.


    The other disciple reacted swiftly, creating distance before immediately directing his Heavenly Star Sword at Chu Xuan. Every disciple of the Qi Refining stage at the Divine Star Sect was issued such a sword¡ªa standard armament.


    However, this disciple''s swordsmanship was evidently lackluster. The Heavenly Star Sword zigzagged clumsily towards Chu Xuan, slow as an elderly man.


    Chu Xuan did not even need to make a move himself; Hu charged forward in a flash and sent the Sword flying with a sharp clang.


    The corpse''s claw, swift as lightning, slashed across the neck of the cultivator in an instant. Blood spurted dramatically as a head was severed cleanly, its eyes still wide with confusion.


    The middle-aged cultivator reacted more quickly, immediately summoning a small shield for protection.


    However, a streak of blood had already traced across Chu Xuan''s palm. Sensing danger, the cultivator attempted to dodge, but his speed was no match for the Blood Steel Wire.


    With a crisp snap, his right arm was severed cleanly at the root. The shield clattered to the ground as blood gushed forth like a fountain.


    The middle-aged cultivator screamed in agony and staggered back in terror, but Chu Xuan gave him no chance for recovery. Once again, he manipulated the Blood Steel Wire, while Hu pounced fiercely from behind.


    Caught between attacks from front and back, he stood no chance. His heart was pierced by Hu, and his throat was slit by the Blood Steel Wire, culminating in his immediate death.


    This scene, though described slowly, occurred in the blink of an eye. Within mere moments, three Qi Refining stage cultivators were slain by Chu Xuan.


    Exhaling a heavy breath, Chu Xuan felt invigorated. Even he had not anticipated such an enhancement in his strength. His opponents were three Qi Refining stage cultivators, all at least at the fifth level of Qi Refining, with the middle-aged leader at the seventh level¡ªhigher than himself. Yet now, they had been effortlessly dispatched by him.


    "There''s no time to linger."


    Quickly, Chu Xuan collected the storage bags and magic tools from the three, then vanished into the vast wilderness. He chose not to use a flying magical tool, which would make him too conspicuous, opting instead to travel on foot.

 Chapter 10: Did Senior Brother Chu Encounter the Divine Star Sect?

    Elsewhere, within the Wu family estate, a courtyard held a figure of formidable stature seated in meditation on a daybed. This cultivator, who bore a wound on his left arm wrapped in lingering sword energy that refused to dissipate, occasionally grimaced in pain. He was Liu Zhenxiong, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator of the Infinite Sect and the direct disciple of the third elder.


    At a certain moment, his eyes snapped open, a glint of cold light flashing through them. "Have the Divine Star Sect''s people arrived?"


    Pulling out a token and channeling Spiritual Qi into it, he called out in a low voice, "Disciples of the Infinite Sect, gather to me."


    The token not only identified one''s affiliation but also carried the capability to transmit messages, though this function was limited to a range of no more than a thousand li.


    Upon hearing his summons, Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and other disciples promptly converged at the small courtyard, quickly swelling the numbers to over a dozen Qi Refining stage cultivators. Liu Zhenxiong spoke in an undertone, "Two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators from the Divine Star Sect have appeared, likely targeting me."


    The disciples gasped in alarm. Liu Zhenxiong continued gravely, "Xu Ming and Bai Feng, you two are the strongest among the Qi Refining stage disciples present. Take half of the disciples each and leave separately. I will stay behind momentarily to cover your retreat."


    Touched by his dedication, the disciples immediately accepted the command, "Yes!"


    Chen Ge and Wei Hua were among those assigned to Xu Ming''s group. As they gathered their belongings, Chen Ge suddenly tensed, recalling something, "Senior Brother Chu just purchased the Blood Refining Array and left not long ago. He wouldn''t have run into the Divine Star Sect''s cultivators, would he?"


    Wei Hua sighed softly, "Hard to say. Let''s hope he''s lucky enough to avoid them."


    Xu Ming scoffed, "Wasn''t he the one worried about being a large target and reluctant to follow Uncle Master Liu? Why worry about him? If he''s dead, what does it matter to us?"


    Frowning, Wei Hua rebuked, "Xu Ming, we''re all in the same boat now; we should be pulling together. Why hold such a grudge against Chu Xuan, especially at a time like this?"


    Xu Ming snorted dismissively, "My issues with him are none of your business. Didn''t you hear what Uncle Master Liu just said? I''m leading this group!"


    Wei Hua clenched his teeth but remained silent.


    Back when the Infinite Sect was still intact, Xu Ming often competed with Chu Xuan for the tenth rank within the inner disciples, a position that could attract the attention of the elders for potential direct discipleship.


    Although Xu Ming was slightly higher in cultivation level, he consistently lacked the strength to best Chu Xuan and remained perpetually one rank below him at eleventh, fueling his resentment.


    This backstory was well-known to Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and others.


    "Bai Feng and his group will head towards Wind Flowing Mountain through the east side gate," Xu Ming spoke calmly. "We will take the west side gate, circle past Red Lake, and hide in White Ray Mountain."


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    As a demonic cultivator who had survived to this point, Xu Ming was no fool. Upon arriving at the Wu family estate, he had anticipated that righteous cultivators might someday come knocking, and he had prepared escape plans accordingly.


    Wind Flowing Mountain and White Ray Mountain were among the most remote and densely wooded areas in Green River Prefecture. Even if the Divine Star Sect cultivators mobilized extensive manpower, it would take them months to find any trace of them in these mountains.


    Of course, if a Golden Core stage cultivator from the Divine Star Sect were to intervene, using their spiritual sense could instantly reveal every detail within the entire mountain range, leaving no place to hide. In such cases, they would have no choice but to accept their fate.


    However, it was highly unlikely for a Golden Core stage cultivator to personally deal with a few Qi Refining stage juniors for two main reasons.


    Firstly, it would be seen as beneath them¡ªengaging directly with such low-level cultivators could be perceived as undignified.


    Secondly, the benefits did not align; if a Golden Core stage demonic cultivator were to hide in the mountains, then indeed, righteous Golden Core stage cultivators would promptly pursue them.


    "Let''s go," Xu Ming gestured broadly, and Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and two others quickly followed. They had all disguised themselves and deliberately donned the attire of loose cultivators to blend in.


    Not long after leaving the Wu family estate, the sounds of combat reached their ears from behind¡ªclangs and clashes of magical tools in the sky.


    Clearly, Liu Zhenxiong had engaged the two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators from the Divine Star Sect.


    The battle sounded fierce.


    "Move quickly, the sooner we leave, the sooner Uncle Master Liu can extricate himself," Wei Hua urged in a low shout.


    Xu Ming nodded, and the group hastened their pace. However, they had only gotten seven or eight miles away from the Wu estate when Xu Ming abruptly stopped and signaled for the others to do the same with a fist in the air.


    "What''s wrong?" Chen Ge asked, his voice tinged with nervous suspicion. They were like startled rabbits, already on edge.


    Xu Ming whispered, "My poison locusts saw that there are Divine Star Sect disciples guarding the path ahead. We must take a detour."


    He had cultivated a type of gu insect called the poison locust, which looked indistinguishable from ordinary locusts at first glance. But in swarms of thousands, they could inflict severe damage on an enemy.


    Poison locusts could also be used as scouts. Before departing, Xu Ming had released a swarm of his cultivated locusts to keep an eye on their surroundings, alerting them to any movements.


    "Which way should we go?" Wei Hua asked.


    Xu Ming gritted his teeth, "To the west, towards White Ray Mountain, there are three Divine Star Sect disciples on guard. We have no choice but to head south."


    "South?" Chen Ge and the others were shocked. "That''s the main gate of the Wu family estate¡ªit''s the main road! There might be even more Divine Star Sect disciples stationed there!"


    Xu Ming clenched his jaw, "Right now, we can only take it one step at a time. If we have to, we''ll just have to weave through them. Let''s hope we don''t get spotted."


    "Follow me." Xu Ming gestured broadly and took the lead.


    Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and the others exchanged glances, resigned to follow. Lacking in strength and without any powerful backing, they felt as vulnerable as rats crossing the street.


    The group cautiously advanced for a while, gradually approaching the flat main road. Chen Ge whispered, "Senior Brother Chu must have taken the main road; I wonder how he''s doing."


    Wei Hua pondered for a moment, "Chu Xuan is a master of disguise; perhaps he''s been detained by the Divine Star Sect disciples under the guise of being a loose cultivator."


    Chen Ge''s heart tightened, "If that''s true, what should we do?"


    Xu Ming scoffed, "Are you thinking of exposing ourselves to save him? You''re overthinking it! We can barely protect ourselves, let alone someone else. To save others, save yourself first. Surely you understand that."


    Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and the others remained silent.


    "We''re here." Just then, Chen Ge noticed that the landscape ahead opened up and quietly alerted the group.


    "Keep quiet," Xu Ming hissed.


    "Wait... why is there a smell of blood?" Wei Hua paused, surprised.


    Everyone stopped, equally startled.


    They then saw, up ahead on the ground, three bodies lying still. From their attire, it was clear these were Divine Star Sect disciples. Two of them were decapitated, their eyes bulging out as if they couldn''t believe their own deaths.

 Chapter 11: Myriad Souls Banner!

    Chen Ge, with a sudden gesture, pointed at a middle-aged cultivator''s head and cried out in alarm. "That head! I know it! It belongs to Wei Peng, ranked ninth among the inner sect disciples of the Divine Star Sect! This fellow is a master of the seventh Qi Refining level! Two of our inner sect senior brothers fell by his hand!"


    Xu Ming, Wei Hua, and the others turned their gaze in that direction, only to recoil in shock.


    Wei Peng, at the seventh Qi Refining level, possessed a strength far surpassing theirs. Was he now dead?


    Moreover, the surrounding area showed scant evidence of combat. Clearly, these three had scarcely managed to resist before they were easily dispatched. Who could be responsible for this?


    Chen Ge swallowed hard, "Could it be... I mean, is it possible that these three were killed by senior brother Chu?"


    Xu Ming promptly refuted, "Impossible, Chu Xuan is merely at the fourth Qi Refining level; he could at best defeat a fifth-level cultivator. Moreover, facing three adversaries, how could he effortlessly eliminate them all? It would require at least the prowess of the eighth Qi Refining level to instantly annihilate these three."


    Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and the others pondered this and also deemed it unlikely. Xu Ming exclaimed with vigor, "Let us depart, for whoever slew them has done us a great service. Once we reach safety, it will not be too late to extend our thanks to this adept."


    Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and the others concurred, nodding, "Indeed, let us hasten."


    The five quickened their stride and soon disappeared into the woodland.


    ...


    Elsewhere.


    Chu Xuan had long since left the Wu family estate. He did not venture into any mortal hamlets or towns, but once assured of his distance, he found a small mountain and usurped a bear''s den. The den''s rightful owner was courteously escorted into the stomach.


    Chu Xuan stirred the Spiritual Qi, purging the cave of its impurities and foul air. He then concealed the entrance and settled down cross-legged, eagerly inspecting the fruits of his venture.


    Foremost was, of course, his own storage bag. Currently, it housed the Blood Refining Array and over a hundred small spiritual stones. These stones were acquired in exchange with Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and others for thirty blood beads.


    "Previously, a blood bead was priced at two small spiritual stones each, now they''ve risen to three. Tsk, looks like they have scant opportunities to hunt demonic beasts and mortals for refining blood beads."


    Chu Xuan''s gaze then drifted to the side. The lesser storage bags of these three Divine Star Sect disciples piqued his anticipation even more, for they were akin to blind boxes that might contain treasures.


    He methodically opened each bag. A sparkle flashed in his eyes. The belongings in the bags of the two fifth-level Qi Refining disciples were mundane, merely containing three to four hundred small spiritual stones and the standardized magic tool granted by the Divine Star Sect.


    However, the bag of the seventh-level Qi Refining disciple was far more promising, holding two medium spiritual stones and over eight hundred small spiritual stones, along with a set of the Qi Gathering Array and a Mystifying Array, both optimal for establishing a cave dwelling.


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    Beyond these, Chu Xuan unexpectedly discovered something extraordinary. He hastily retrieved the item from the bag. It was a sinister, pitch-black banner, within which resided the mournful wails and cries of countless tormented souls, sending shivers down one''s spine.


    Chu Xuan''s eyebrows rose in intrigue. The Myriad Souls Banner was a superior-grade magic tool. Typically, Qi Refining stage cultivators possessed only lower or middle-grade magic tools.


    Those at the Foundation Establishment stage might acquire superior or even top-grade magic tools. It was unexpected that a disciple of the Divine Star Sect would possess a Myriad Souls Banner.


    Demonic cultivators often captured gloomy souls or hunted other cultivators to extract their living souls, placing them into the Myriad Souls Banner for refinement.


    Over time, these gloomy and living souls would transform into fierce ghosts¡ªmore ferocious, more terrifying. Once unleashed, the Myriad Souls Banner would release thousands of these fierce ghosts, surging like a tidal wave.


    Chu Xuan, ever perceptive, quickly grasped the situation. The Divine Star Sect disciple had likely stumbled upon and slain a cultivator from the Infinite Sect, obtaining the Myriad Souls Banner and, rather than surrendering it to his sect, had secreted it away.


    The reasons for keeping it hidden were obvious. The Myriad Souls Banner, a notorious demonic path magic tool, was immensely powerful. Clearly, he intended to keep it for himself and secretly refine it.


    "One of the righteous Five Sects, and yet not all within the Divine Star Sect are as honorable as they claim," Chu Xuan scoffed.


    Demonic treasures were powerful and quick to manifest; who wouldn''t covet them? Were it not for the heavenly retribution that indiscriminate slaughter would incur, perhaps the righteous Five Sects would have long since turned to the demonic path.


    Nonetheless, this superior-grade Myriad Souls Banner was an unexpected boon. Whether Divine Star Sect or Infinite Sect cultivators, anyone wishing to accumulate souls within the Myriad Souls Banner would need to operate in secrecy.


    But Chu Xuan was different. Once he returned to that apocalyptic planet, there would be plenty of zombies from which he could extract living souls.


    "With this, I have gained yet another treasure to accompany me," Chu Xuan thought, content. He immediately sat down cross-legged and began to meditate quietly. The Blood Mirror in his embrace slowly absorbed the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, gradually charging up.


    Five days later, at White Ray Mountain.


    Xu Ming, Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and the others were hidden within a cave, anxiously waiting.


    Logically, Liu Zhenxiong should have shaken off Sun Shi and the other Divine Star Sect cultivators three days ago and met up with them.


    Yet another two days had passed without a glimpse of Liu Zhenxiong. They dared not descend the mountain to investigate further, nor did they know the current state of the Wu family estate. Each day and night was spent in anxious anticipation.


    "Perhaps, we should disguise ourselves and go down the mountain to look," Xu Ming suggested, glancing at Chen Ge. "Your skills in disguise are the best among us; you go and check."


    Chen Ge''s heart tightened. "Why should I go? I always went to the Peace Market before. If we''re going, you go!"


    Xu Ming stood up abruptly, his voice low and stern, "Uncle Master Liu personally assigned me to lead this team! Chen Ge, are you planning to defy orders?"


    Muttering under his breath, Chen Ge begrudgingly began to apply makeup. However, he had only done half when Liu Zhenxiong''s voice suddenly rang from outside.


    "No need to go down the mountain; I''m back."


    Liu Zhenxiong appeared at the cave entrance with a disciple in tow. Xu Ming was overjoyed, "Uncle Master, you''re finally back!"


    Liu Zhenxiong scanned the group and nodded slightly. "The Wu family estate was surrounded tightly, yet you all managed to escape alive without a single loss. Truly fortunate." He pointed to the disciple behind him, "Bai Feng and his group originally planned to flee to Wind Mountain, but they were ambushed en route. Only Bai Feng was lucky enough to escape and was rescued by me."


    Bai Feng gave a wry smile, "If not for Uncle Master arriving just in time, I would have perished too. Xu Ming, you and the others are really lucky. Did you not encounter any intercepting Divine Star Sect disciples?"


    Xu Ming, Chen Ge, and Wei Hua exchanged glances and recounted the events of that day.


    "Three Divine Star Sect disciples, including one at the seventh Qi Refining level, are dead?"


    Liu Zhenxiong and Bai Feng were astonished.


    "No signs of a struggle, I presume it was an instant kill, leaving no chance for retaliation. It''s highly likely only a cultivator of the eighth Qi Refining level could achieve this," Xu Ming murmured.


    Chen Ge timidly raised his hand, "Uncle Master, could it be Senior Brother Chu? He has always been exceptionally strong¡­"

 Chapter 12: Fetch a Live One

    Xu Ming frowned, "Still discussing Chu Xuan? After these past few months without sufficient cultivation resources, he''s probably still at the fourth level of Qi Refining. How could someone at that level instantly kill a seventh-level cultivator?"


    Chen Ge couldn''t help but interject, "But remember, Senior Brother Chu traded thirty blood beads with us; perhaps his strength has advanced?"


    Xu Ming''s face showed impatience.


    Liu Zhenxiong chuckled, "Chu Xuan, who has been consistently ranked tenth among the inner sect? I recall him. Although his talent is ordinary, his strength is formidable¡ªa promising seed indeed. However, even if he''s reached the fifth level of Qi Refining now, facing three opponents of similar realms would still pose a great challenge, let alone one at the seventh level."


    Chen Ge was momentarily at a loss for words.


    Liu Zhenxiong pondered for a moment, then added, "The top ten disciples of our Infinite Sect''s inner sect were all captured; it couldn''t have been one of the Infinite Sect''s cultivators. Perhaps it was a passing rogue cultivator who lent you a hand."


    Liu Zhenxiong casually remarked, "No need to dwell on this further, let''s return to the Wu family."


    Xu Ming and the others were startled, "Return?"


    Liu Zhenxiong smiled slightly, "They''ve turned the Wu family estate upside down, discovering that the Wu family''s ancestor was under my influence, which is why we were hidden there. In reality, that Foundation Establishment stage cultivator from the Wu family is one of our own. Now, the Wu family estate is truly a safe haven!"


    ...


    Five days later.


    In the cave, Chu Xuan slowly opened his eyes, showing a hint of joy. Over the past few days, he had been absorbing blood beads daily to operate the Blood Spirit Technique. The blood beads he had purified using the Blood Transformation Technique on that apocalyptic planet were now exhausted. His cultivation had made significant progress. He was already at the pinnacle of the sixth level of Qi Refining, just a step away from the seventh level. The seventh level of Qi Refining was considered the late stage of Qi Refining.


    He checked the Blood Mirror; it was fully charged.


    "The time is right, it''s time to return."


    Chu Xuan immersed his thoughts into the Blood Mirror, connecting to the apocalyptic planet. Instantly, the world spun around him.


    When his vision cleared, he was astonished to find himself standing in a shopping mall. However, he could hardly believe how the Walmart shopping mall had changed¡ªit was charred black everywhere, clearly unsuitable as a stronghold anymore.


    Chu Xuan furrowed his brows. During his absence, someone had come to the Walmart and set it on fire maliciously.


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    "Interesting," Chu Xuan scoffed coldly. As a demonic cultivator, he hadn''t yet provoked anyone, yet he had already been targeted.


    "Hu, fetch me a live one!" Chu Xuan took out the Corpse Nurturing Tower, released Hu, and commanded.


    "Roar!"


    With a roar, Hu, like a streak of black lightning, shot out


    ...


    In a nearby district, inside a small supermarket, a woman lay on the ground, her head bloodied, dazed and barely conscious. A gaunt man knelt beside her, weeping bitterly. Before them stood a burly man, muscular and imposing, wielding a modified iron rod in his hand. The rod was studded with rusty nails¡ªstriking anyone with it could cause tetanus if not outright death.


    "Don''t kill her, don''t kill her! I''ll do anything!" The gaunt man stretched out his hands in a gesture of surrender.


    The burly man chuckled darkly, "Oh? Anything?" He smirked. "Then help her onto that chair, and tie yourself up."


    With his life hanging by a thread, the gaunt man had no choice but to comply. Moments later, after securing himself tightly with ropes, he pleaded, "Can we go free now?"


    The burly man burst into laughter, "Kid, you''re too na?ve! Had you struggled desperately, I might have hesitated. But now... you''re just a sitting duck."


    "Ever since I was young, I''ve had a particular fancy that I''ve never been able to indulge. Now, I think I''ll give it a try."


    His face twisted into a malevolent grin as his gaze roved lasciviously over the woman''s curves.


    Only then did the gaunt man realize the danger. He roared in anger, "Wang Bao, you want food and water, I have it at home, just don''t touch her!"


    Wang Bao laughed sinisterly, his thick hands tearing away the woman''s jacket, revealing her pale skin beneath.


    "Go to hell!"


    The gaunt man roared, a lion-like strength erupting from him as he charged at Wang Bao with the heavy iron chair.


    However, Wang Bao was on guard. He whirled around and swung his rod.


    Thud.


    The gaunt man''s body fell heavily, his skull cracking open, blood and brain matter scattering.


    Wang Bao sneered, "Idiot, trying to fight me..."


    His words were cut short as he screamed in pain. The woman had awakened, grabbing his fingers and savagely biting into them.


    Her eyes were white, devoid of pupils, surrounded by bloodshot veins¡ªshe had clearly turned into a zombie!


    "Damn it! This idiot brought a woman bitten by a zombie along!"


    Wang Bao recoiled in horror, cursing furiously. Having witnessed the zombie outbreak for over five years, he had seen numerous comrades get bitten and turn into zombies. But having it happen to himself was both infuriating and terrifying.


    "Damn it, die!" Wang Bao bellowed in rage, wildly swinging his tetanus-ridden iron rod. The woman''s skull was smashed open, her blood and brain matter spraying out in a gruesome fountain.


    Standing still, Wang Bao gasped for fresh air, his hands trembling as he fumbled in his pocket for a long while before finally pulling out a cigarette and a lighter. He had kept this cigarette in his pocket for over three months, never daring to smoke it. Now, facing the prospect of turning into a zombie, he figured there was no better time.


    "...ohh, shit..."


    Just then, he heard footsteps approaching. Squinting, he saw a massive, pitch-black zombie striding towards him. This zombie was significantly larger than typical ones, resembling a moving mountain.


    "High-level zombie!" Wang Bao''s heart skipped a beat. This creature was clearly a high-level zombie. He thought about running, but then remembered he had been bitten and would soon turn into a zombie himself. He stopped in his tracks.


    "Hey, I''m about to be a zombie too, can I hang with you?" Wang Bao, rather manically, gestured towards the mountainous zombie.


    The next moment, he saw the huge zombie charge towards him. With a swift motion, his right arm scooped Wang Bao up and tucked him under its armpit.


    Thump! Thump!


    The massive zombie powerfully leapt from the ground, soaring over five meters high with each bound, repeatedly vaulting through the air.


    Wang Bao, dizzied by the motion, struggled to keep his bearings. When his vision finally cleared, he was astonished to find himself standing inside a dark, wall-covered shopping mall.

 Chapter 13: The Second Corpse Soldier

    Wang Bao was momentarily stunned. He recognized this place.


    Several months ago, he had driven Zhao Hong here to this Walmart. Zhao Hong''s brother-in-law, Tang Hu, had disappeared right here.


    At that time, Zhao Hong had Ling Tao investigate. Ling Tao ultimately concluded that there might be a high-level zombie here.


    Later, Zhao Hong ordered them to douse the place in gasoline and set it aflame. The chilling atmosphere of that day contrasted sharply with the outside temperature, which had soared to thirty degrees. The memory was still vivid in his mind.


    At this moment, the hulking zombie beside him was unusually docile, completely still. Wang Bao couldn''t help but take a closer look. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the zombie''s face bore a striking resemblance to someone he knew¡ªTang Hu!


    Though the zombie''s body had swollen significantly, its arms and legs massively thickened, it was still discernibly Tang Hu!


    Suddenly, he noticed a young man busily working ahead of him.


    "Arrived? That was quick," the young man said casually, his back to Wang Bao as he tinkered with something. Hu growled a few times, seemingly a bit proud.


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, "Well done indeed, bringing a live one so quickly. I''ll make you a companion shortly."


    Hu roared excitedly in response.


    Chu Xuan casually took a seat on a chair and waved his hand. Hu then forced Wang Bao to kneel in front of the young man.


    "Oh, you''ve been bitten? Good, killing you won''t reduce my merit," Chu Xuan noted Wang Bao''s fingers with a nonchalant smile.


    Seeing his smile, Wang Bao instinctively felt fear. He somehow felt as though he was facing a ferocious beast, not a person.


    Unable to contain his curiosity, Wang Bao asked, "Who are you? Why can you control Brother Hu?"


    Chu Xuan chuckled strangely, "You know Hu? Looks like you must be from that Spirit Hounds, huh?" Wang Bao nodded.


    Chu Xuan''s pupils flashed with a purple light, "Good, you answer my questions now."


    At that moment, Wang Bao felt as if his soul had been seized, turning him into a puppet who could only comply. This spell, known as the "Soul Capturing Gaze," was a low-tier Qi Refining stage technique, usable only against those whose realms were far below one''s own, possessing no offensive power.


    Chu Xuan deployed the Soul Capturing Gaze simply to avoid wasting words and to quickly gather the information he needed.


    "Name," he commanded.


    "Wang Bao."


    "What position do you hold in the Spirit Hounds?"


    "Boss Zhao''s confidant."


    "Who ordered the burning of this place?"


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    "Boss Zhao directed us to burn it."


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. It was indeed Zhao Hong from the Spirit Hounds. He continued his interrogation, and Wang Bao responded obligatorily. After a while, the effect of the Soul Capturing Gaze ended, and Wang Bao gradually recovered from his dazed state. His head throbbed painfully, unaware of what had just transpired. Worse yet, the virus had already infected his entire body, and bloodthirsty thoughts began to emerge.


    "Aaargh!" Wang Bao let out a harsh scream.


    Chu Xuan snapped his fingers. Hu immediately stepped forward, lifting Wang Bao and throwing him into a bathtub already filled with corpse-refining elixir. Wang Bao frantically gulped down the liquid, and soon, all noises ceased.


    "Ah, the noodles are ready, time to show off," Chu Xuan said, picking up the steaming bowl of instant noodles and beginning to eat. While eating, he contemplated his next moves.


    "According to Wang Bao, Zhao Hong seems to have tamed three dogs, each over three meters long and ferociously formidable. Zhao Hong himself appears skinny but possesses muscle strength far beyond ordinary men. Furthermore, there''s the existence of high-level zombies, far stronger than regular zombies. Could they have been mutated by the virus?"


    "This apocalyptic planet is intriguing; there might be threats that could challenge me, necessitating an organization to gather intelligence for me. Moreover, the number of zombies I can exterminate alone is limited; having a gang at my disposal would greatly enhance efficiency," Chu Xuan nodded slightly.


    This Spirit Hounds might be worth bringing under his command. Of course, turning them all into corpse puppets was also an option. It all depended on his whim.


    Two days later.


    Chu Xuan examined the rigid corpse puppet he had created, nodding in satisfaction. He placed it in the Corpse Nurturing Tower and infused it with Spiritual Qi, performing an identification spell.


    "Third-level corpse soldier, medium talent! Its spells are Shadow Walk and Yin Fire Spike, not bad!"


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. Both of the corpse puppets he had refined possessed medium talent. Shadow Walk allowed for concealing one''s presence and moving almost invisibly at high speeds. Yin Fire Spike involved condensing yin fire in the palm and striking fiercely at an enemy.


    "Very good, Shadow Walk combined with Yin Fire Spike makes for an excellent assassin," Chu Xuan chuckled as he nodded. This combination of spells was perfect!


    "From now on, you''ll be called Bao."


    Chu Xuan patted the corpse puppet''s shoulder satisfactorily. Bao immediately let out a joyous roar, as if celebrating his rebirth.


    "Roar roar," Hu growled disapprovingly nearby.


    Bao''s voice instantly quieted down, and he shrank his neck, showing great respect towards Hu. Hu then roared a few more times contentedly.


    In just that short moment, the two corpse puppets had already established their hierarchy.


    Chu Xuan stretched lazily and smiled slightly, "It''s time now, let''s head to Haotai Hotel."


    "Roar roar!" Hu and Bao both roared excitedly, their eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.


    ...At the entrance of Haotai Hotel, there was originally just a security booth. However, under Zhao Hong''s command, a watchtower rising three meters above the ground had been constructed. Two men stationed in the tower were supposed to be on alert, but instead, they were engaged in a card game.


    Despite the Spirit Hounds'' massive strength, boasting over three hundred members known for their bloodthirsty ferocity, in the entirety of East Lake City only Black Blade Security, no other major power could rival them. Lone survivors and smaller groups dared not provoke the Spirit Hounds.


    The two men in the watchtower weren''t actually keeping watch; they were absorbed in their card game.


    Chu Xuan could hear the men shouting from a distance and himself as he approached.


    "Having fun, gentlemen?"


    The two men instantly became alert, dropped their handmade cards, and hurriedly stood up. They were shocked to find three figures at the gate. The leader was a handsome young man in odd attire that seemed more suited to a fantasy drama than modern times. Behind him stood two towering, burly figures with grim expressions, looking as though they were ready to charge and devour at any moment.


    "Who are you?" the guards demanded.


    Chu Xuan smiled, "The new boss of the Spirit Hounds."


    The two guards looked at each other and burst into laughter, "That''s hilarious! You, a kid whose dick hasn''t even grown in fully, want to be the new boss?"


    After their laughter subsided, their expressions turned cold. "You''re interrupting our game, go eat shit!"


    They picked up trash from beside them and hurled it towards Chu Xuan.

 Chapter 14: Where is Zhao Hong?

    Chu Xuan stood motionless as Hu swiftly positioned himself in front of him. With a loud clang, he swatted away the filth hurled their way.


    "Kill them. They''re just wasting food anyway," Chu Xuan waved dismissively.


    "Roar roar!" Hu and Bao responded eagerly.


    The two corpse puppets propelled themselves off the ground like springs, instantly leaping onto the watchtower. The two guards widened their eyes in shock, unprepared for what was happening, and were swiftly disemboweled.


    Hu and Bao relished their feast, devouring with gusto.


    "Stop eating, open the gate," Chu Xuan commanded casually.


    Hu let out a few embarrassed roars and hurried to the gate, smashing it open with a single powerful swipe of his claw.


    Chu Xuan then leisurely walked into the Haotai Hotel. The loud noise from the gate drew the attention of many inside. They peered out of windows or stepped out of doors, only to be met with the sight of Chu Xuan and the two guards being devoured. Panic ensued.


    "My god! Zombies have breached our headquarters!"


    Quickly, more than twenty men armed with long guns and clubs confronted Chu Xuan. They eyed the oddly dressed youth, feeling an inexplicable sense of dread.


    "I''m here for Zhao Hong," Chu Xuan stated indifferently.


    "Ridiculous! You think you can just ask to see the boss?" one of the men scoffed, growling at him.


    Chu Xuan simply waved his hand, and Bao charged out, dragging the man from the crowd and slashing his throat open. Blood spurted out like a fountain, causing the others to shiver.


    Their gaze towards Chu Xuan shifted dramatically.


    The zombies were obeying him! This man can control zombies! No wonder he dared to storm into the Spirit Hounds''s stronghold!


    Some looked more closely at Hu and Bao, recognition dawning on them. After a moment, someone screamed, "They are Brother Hu and Brother Bao!"


    The others caught on, filled with horror. Tang Hu was Zhao Hong''s brother-in-law, and Wang Bao was one of his trusted subordinates. Both had once held significant status within the Spirit Hounds, far beyond ordinary members.


    Now, they had both turned into imposing zombies, following orders from this young man. The situation was utterly unbelievable.


    Chu Xuan frowned, his impatience growing with these slow-witted gang members who still hadn''t fetched Zhao Hong. He seriously doubted the utility of the Spirit Hounds; even if he took control, these people seemed more like freeloaders than useful subordinates. Perhaps letting the corpse puppets consume them was the better option.


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    "You looking for me?" A voice suddenly emerged from the crowd, which parted to create a path.


    A gaunt figure strode forward confidently, followed by three muscular, enormous dogs. Each beast exuded a menacing, bloodthirsty aura. This man was Zhao Hong, the leader of the Spirit Hounds.


    Chu Xuan eyed the man with a trace of surprise. He could sense a fluctuation of energy emanating from Zhao Hong, an energy different from Spiritual Qi and inherently weaker in essence.


    However, it was clear that Zhao Hong''s superior physical condition and his ability to tame such massive dogs were due to this peculiar energy.


    "If he were refined into a corpse puppet, his strength would undoubtedly be formidable," Chu Xuan thought, his eyes lighting up as he examined Zhao Hong as if he were a perfect piece of art. This scrutiny made Zhao Hong quite uncomfortable.


    Yet, recognizing that Chu Xuan was no ordinary individual¡ªespecially given his unheard-of ability to control zombies¡ªZhao Hong suppressed his discomfort and asked calmly, "Who are you, why are you looking for me, and what exactly do you want?"


    Chu Xuan responded evenly, "The Walmart you burned down was under my control."


    Zhao Hong paused, taken aback. That incident had occurred months ago, almost forgotten until now. Only at Chu Xuan''s mention did he vividly recall the ice-cold ambiance of the mall.


    Zhao Hong nodded, "Yes, I burned it. I was unaware of your ownership at the time. If you wish, I can arrange for another mall to be prepared for you. Most of East Lake City is under the control of the Spirit Hounds."


    A gang member, outraged, interjected, "Boss, he killed our men!"


    Zhao Hong swiftly backhanded the man, sending him flying.


    "Not enough," Chu Xuan shook his head.


    Zhao Hong, meeting Chu Xuan''s gaze coldly, replied, "I''ve offered compensation. Whether you accept it is your choice, but the Spirit Hounds will not keep making concessions."


    "Don''t forget, you also killed my men!" He stood firm, the gang leader in front of his subordinates, unwilling to let Chu Xuan push him too far.


    Chu Xuan chuckled and snapped his fingers, "Simple. I want the entire Spirit Hounds."


    Zhao Hong was taken aback, then laughed out of sheer anger, "Interesting. This is the first time I''ve encountered someone as brazenly foolish as you!"


    "Dahei, Daho, Erho, attack! Devour him alive!" As his command echoed, the three ferocious dogs lunged forward, their slobbery jaws aiming for Chu Xuan''s throat, left arm, and right leg.


    Yet, Chu Xuan remained composed, hands behind his back.


    Hu swiftly moved in front of him while Bao vanished from sight. A golden aura enveloped Hu, making him appear as a celestial warrior descended to earth.


    Clang!


    The three giant dogs slammed into Hu, their powerful bites snapping shut. But in the next moment, they began to whimper in pain. Their teeth, capable of crushing human skulls, shattered like glass.


    Zhao Hong''s heart trembled with shock. These must be high-level zombies! And such formidable zombies were being controlled by a human? But wait¡ªweren''t there two zombies? Where was the other one?


    As this thought crossed his mind, a piercing pain suddenly erupted in his back.


    Twisting his body in a reflexive attempt to evade, Zhao Hong still felt the acute, tearing pain. A blade, formed from condensed Yin fire, sliced through his back, spewing blood and leaving a long, deep wound. The Yin fire continued to burn, sending agonizing pain piercing through his mind like countless needles.


    In just a few breaths, Zhao Hong felt his strength draining from his wound. His complexion turned pale, and his body swayed, needing support to remain upright.


    Whimpering sounds filled the air.


    By then, Hu had already dealt a brutal beating to the three spiritual dogs. Dahei, who had attacked Chu Xuan most fiercely, was now bleeding from every orifice and convulsing on the ground, evidently on the brink of death. Daho and Erho, more sensible, immediately rolled over to expose their bellies in submission.


    Seeing this, Zhao Hong''s heart turned ice cold. His long-trained spiritual dogs were effortlessly defeated and had even switched allegiances. His own vaunted physical strength seemed as fragile as tofu.


    Taking a deep breath, Zhao Hong suddenly pulled out a pitch-black metallic object from his bosom and, without hesitation, opened fire on Chu Xuan.


    "Die!" he snarled with a malevolent grin.

 Chapter 15: The Dead Are More Obedient Than the Living

    The incident unfolded suddenly, and the incredible speed of the firearm caught even Hu off guard. Despite its instinct to protect its master, it was still a step too slow.


    Chu Xuan saw the dark firearm and the flash of gunfire, yet he showed no fear. With a swish, a line of blood surged from his palm, appearing like a streak of crimson lightning.


    Clang!


    The bullet struck the blood line and, as if hitting a steel plate, veered off course dramatically, firing into the crowd. A man screamed as he fell backward, landing in a pool of blood. The bullet had precisely pierced his eye socket and penetrated his brain.


    Zhao Hong''s eyes widened in shock. What was that blood line that could stop a bullet?


    He roared in anger and fired again.


    Bang, bang, bang!


    He discharged three shots in rapid succession. Each bullet was effortlessly blocked by the streak of blood, diverting their paths. None hit Chu Xuan, but three more members of the Spirit Hounds fell instead.


    Zhao Hong was utterly astounded. He had only four bullets, and all had been deflected. He could now see clearly that the blood line was actually a large blood-colored worm!


    This young man could not only control zombies but also worms! It was terrifying!


    Chu Xuan extended his hand and gently caressed the Blood Steel Wire. He calmly asked, "Is this gun your last resort?"


    Thump.


    Zhao Hong collapsed, his body going limp as he fell to the ground, devoid of any will to resist.


    "The Spirit Hounds is yours now¡­ Spare my life," Zhao Hong swallowed hard, his voice earnest. He then knelt down, abandoning any pride he had as the leader of the Spirit Hounds. He had realized that the young man before him was a monster beyond his capacity to contend with. His life and everything he owned were now firmly in the hands of this formidable stranger.


    Now, his only chance to survive was to show sincere submission.


    Chu Xuan shook his head in response to Zhao Hong''s offer of surrender and an alternative shopping mall. "I''m satisfied with your body, I''ll take the Spirit Hounds, and I want you too."


    Zhao Hong froze for a moment, then, as if suddenly realizing something, his eyes flashed with shock. "This¡­ I¡­ I''m not gay," he stammered awkwardly, "but if you insist, I guess I can''t refuse¡­"


    The surrounding gang members looked bewildered. This was their leader, Zhao Hong, always high and mighty. Yet now, to save his own life, he seemed ready to agree to anything.


    Chu Xuan couldn''t help but laugh silently.


    Gay? That''s not what I meant.


    Calmly, Chu Xuan commanded, "Hu, tie him up and take him to the rooftop. Bao, you stay here with the two dogs and make sure no one leaves."


    Hu and Bao roared in acknowledgment of their orders.


    The Spirit Hounds members looked at each other, bewildered. With Zhao Hong kneeling and capitulating, they certainly didn''t dare to flee. To them, this was merely a change of leadership. Regardless of who was in charge, they were still just underlings.


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    The young man couldn''t possibly manage everything alone, could he? Thinking this, the gang members gradually calmed down and returned to their rooms to continue whatever they had been doing.


    On the rooftop of the Haotai Hotel, Hu arranged a clean reclining chair, and Chu Xuan lay down comfortably. Zhao Hong kneeled before him, smiling nervously, "Big brother, what position do you want? I can do anything."


    Chu Xuan''s pupils flashed purple as he again deployed the Soul Capturing Gaze. "I ask, you answer."


    Initially, Zhao Hong struggled, but within half a minute, he became as docile as a marionette, responding mechanically to Chu Xuan''s questions. After a while, the influence of the Soul Capturing Gaze faded.


    Chu Xuan had extracted all the information he needed from Zhao Hong''s mind. "Psionic energy... a Level One Superhuman... Superhuman talent?" He mused, intrigued.


    This planet, called Blue Star, was part of a centralized imperial nation known as the Han Dynasty, and this city, East Lake, was under the jurisdiction of Linjiang Province. East Lake City had two major forces: the Spirit Hounds Gang and the Black Blade Security.


    The information about the outbreak not being caused by a virus but by psionic energy was sourced from Black Blade Security. Normally, ordinary people couldn''t withstand this energy; their genes would collapse, their bodies would mutate, and they would turn into bloodthirsty monsters, also known as zombies.


    Some people could endure the energy without awakening any talent, resulting in slightly stronger physiques, but still essentially normal humans. Others not only withstood the energy but also awakened Superhuman talents, resulting in exceptionally strong physiques. These were the Superhumans.


    Before the outbreak, Zhao Hong was a dog meat seller, often loitering around the outskirts of East Lake City, stealthily stealing domestic dogs to slaughter for meat. Perhaps it was this that awakened his Superhuman talent, "Dog Mastery," a natural ability to suppress and control dogs.


    Superhumans were categorized from levels one to nine. Having one psionic core made one a Level One Superhuman, and so on. Zhao Hong was a Level One Superhuman.


    Zhao Hong felt a sudden wave of dizziness wash over him. He had no inkling of the events that had just unfolded.


    Without further discourse, Chu Xuan turned and began to prepare the elixir for corpse refinement.


    Being a level one Superhuman, Zhao Hong boasted an exceptionally strong constitution.


    Therefore, only the finest elixir would suffice for the corpse-refining process; anything less would simply waste his gifted physique.


    This time, Chu Xuan devoted even longer to the preparations. It took a full two hours before everything was in order.


    "Proceed, place him inside," Chu Xuan commanded, gesturing dismissively.


    Hu faithfully executed the order.


    Zhao Hong looked into the bathtub, filled with a dark, ominous elixir, and his expression turned to one of fear. "Brother, didn''t you promise to spare my life? What exactly is this for?"


    Chu Xuan cracked a sly smile. "Just soak well, and you will emerge stronger. Hang in there."


    Zhao Hong swallowed nervously. He had the unsettling feeling that Chu Xuan was merely toying him.


    With a plunge, Hu forced Zhao Hong''s head down into the bathtub. Despite his desperate struggles to lift his head, Hu''s overpowering strength kept him submerged.


    After being forced to swallow several mouthfuls, Zhao Hong finally quieted down, evidently rendered unconscious.


    Chu Xuan took a sip of his instant milk tea, nodding slightly in satisfaction.


    Considering Zhao Hong''s robust health, he had specifically added a soul-soothing herb to the elixir, a component known for its sedative effects.


    It was particularly well-suited for Zhao Hong.


    Holding his milk tea, Chu Xuan walked to the edge of the rooftop, from which he could survey the entire hotel.


    He observed the members of the Spirit Hounds, who were listlessly congregating below.


    Some were playing cards, others were chatting, and a few, with nothing better to do, were engaged in a brawl.


    "Humans need to eat and drink every day," Chu Xuan mused aloud. "Human''s hearts are hidden behind their stomachs, and there will always be those who bear ill will towards me. This Spirit Hounds engages in actions that defy moral and heavenly principles, with few good souls among them. Killing them would not diminish my virtue. If that is the case, it would be better to transform them all into corpse puppets. After all, the dead are far more compliant than the living."


    Chu Xuan sipped his steaming milk tea, contemplating.


    "Hu, make your choice. Keep the strong for corpse refinement, and use the rest as nourishment."


    Upon hearing this, Hu roared excitedly.


    Chu Xuan frowned. "Remember to save some for Bao, and some for Blood Steel Wire; don''t consume them all yourself."


    Hu nodded reluctantly, then rushed off, buoyed by excitement.

 Chapter 16: Level 3 Psionic Core

    Within the Haotai Hotel, a bloody banquet unfolded. Hu, Bao, and two spirit dogs, all possessed strength to completely overpower ordinary humans. Where they passed, a storm of blood and carnage ensued. Screams were incessant.


    Chu Xuan pondered thoughtfully. Zhao Hong had once mentioned the term "high-level zombies." According to him, zombies were categorized into ranks. High-level zombie was merely a general term. Above ordinary zombies were level one zombies, within whom a solid Psionic core had condensed. Their strength was comparable to that of a level one Superhuman. Further above, were the level two zombies, equivalent to level two Superhumans.


    However, Zhao Hong had only encountered a few level one zombies, and had never seen a level two zombie.


    "Psionic core? If a comparison must be made, would that refer to a Golden Core or a Corpse Core? The Golden Core is only formed by cultivators during the Golden Core phase. A Corpse Core also requires a corpse general equivalent in strength to a Golden Core cultivator. My two corpse puppets are still far from forming a Corpse Core. According to the Superhuman system here, what level of zombie would they be considered?"


    Chu Xuan chuckled softly, reluctant to dwell on the matter. After all, they were not part of the same system and could not be directly compared.


    Moments later, Hu arrived at the rooftop with six robust men in tow. These men trembled uncontrollably. One of them had even wet himself in fear.


    Hu, with a human finger still hanging from the corner of his mouth, swallowed it before roaring a few times to indicate that he had completed his task.


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. During this time, he had prepared six batches of the corpse-refining elixir. With a grand gesture, he directed Hu to throw them into the bathtubs to begin the corpse-refining process.


    Meanwhile, he took to the skies on his flying magic tool, circling the Haotai Hotel, in search of areas densely populated with zombies. He had not forgotten his primary objective. That was to set up the Blood Refining Array and sacrifice a massive number of zombies!


    Whoosh!


    Chu Xuan soared through the sky on his flying sword. With human industrial activities absent, the skies of Blue Star were exceptionally clear.


    Chu Xuan looked down at the desolate landscape below. High-rises were overrun with lush vines. It was unclear how these vines had managed to climb hundreds of meters up the buildings. Perhaps, like animals, plants had also been affected by Psionic energy, resulting in slight mutations.


    Chu Xuan flew around, occasionally examining the situation below and shaking his head. He was dissatisfied. In many areas, the zombies were too sparsely scattered. Using the Blood Refining Array in such conditions was not cost-effective.


    After all, activating the Blood Refining Array required spirit stones! The spirit stones he had could at best sustain the Blood Refining Array for about half an hour.


    "Hmm? That place looks promising."


    Chu Xuan''s eyes brightened. He suddenly discovered a horde of over a thousand zombies gathered in an unfinished building. Moreover, these zombies were relentlessly surging upward as if something was drawing them.


    Chu Xuan immediately steered his flying sword closer.


    At this moment, in the upper floors of the unfinished building, two robust men in black casual wear were escorting an elderly man, rushing towards the top floor. The elder was drenched in sweat, nearly being carried as they sprinted. Yet, despite this, he clutched tightly to a large box, never loosening his grip.


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    Moments later, they reached the rooftop. The two men in black produced a walkie-talkie and sent out a distress signal. They dragged all available furniture to barricade the rooftop door, hoping to delay the zombies from breaking through.


    The elder collapsed on the ground, gasping for air. After a while, he spoke, "Gentlemen, I''m just a burden. With me, your chances of survival are slim. Take this level three Psionic core, and leave me here. This was obtained at the cost of many lives; it must not be lost." Saying this, he solemnly passed the large box to them.


    Both men in black immediately shook their heads. One of them, named Zhuang Qiang, said earnestly, "Professor Zheng, you are the chief of the Life Science Research Institute of Linjiang Province. Your life is more precious than ours. Even if we perish, you must not."


    The other, named Sun Meng, reassured him, "Don''t worry, before coming here, we contacted Black Blade Security in this area. They will send a helicopter to pick us up. The distress signal has been sent; they should act swiftly. As long as we can hold on, we can survive."


    Professor Zheng sighed softly, "The world is unpredictable, I fear we cannot depend on them..."


    Minutes later.


    Thuds and roars of the zombies clawing and shrieking suddenly filled the air. Clearly, the pursuing zombies had caught the scent of living beings and were desperately pushing aside the furniture.


    Zhuang Qiang and Sun Meng''s faces paled as they rushed to reinforce the barricade with their own strength. But how could two men withstand the force of thousands of zombies?


    With a loud bang, the furniture was violently shoved aside. Scores of zombies surged out, causing the pupils of Zhuang Qiang, Sun Meng, and Professor Zheng to constrict. Surrounded by so many zombies, their survival seemed impossible.


    Just then, the sound of a sword''s hum filled the sky. The next moment, a youthful figure descended from the heavens.


    With a sweep of his long sleeves, a fierce wind erupted. Then, to the amazement of the three men, the zombies suddenly became like headless flies. Even with several living beings right before them, the zombies could neither see nor smell them.


    The youth flicked his finger lightly, sending a wisp of Qi hurtling down the corridor. Like starving wolves catching the scent of meat, the zombies charged after it. In an instant, all the zombies had rushed into the corridor.


    With a casual wave of his hand, the rooftop door slammed shut. He stepped forward, took out a yellow talisman, and affixed it to the door. After these preparations, the youth then casually approached the three men.


    The two men gaped, feeling as though they were in the presence of a celestial being descended from the heavens. Professor Zheng scrutinized the youth.


    The young man''s attire was reminiscent of the cultivators described in novels of immortal cultivation, making it hard for him to believe that such a person could exist in reality.


    "May I ask, what did you just do? Why aren''t the zombies attacking us anymore?" Zhuang Qiang couldn''t help but inquire.


    Chu Xuan replied nonchalantly, "Just a minor spell to conceal our Qi."


    Concealment Spell, a minor technique from the Qi Refining stage, could completely hide one''s Qi. Zombies, with their poor eyesight, rely solely on their sense of smell to attack the living.


    By using the Concealment Spell, he had completely hidden their Qi, rendering the zombies effectively headless flies. Then, by releasing a strand of human Qi, he lured the zombies away.


    Zhuang Qiang was about to ask another question when the rooftop door was struck again. The ensuing roar of numerous zombies made the trio instinctively step back.


    However, they were astonished to find that the door had become extraordinarily sturdy. Despite the relentless pounding by countless zombies, it remained undamaged.


    "No need to worry, I''ve applied a Solid Rock Talisman to the door. They won''t be able to break through it," Chu Xuan said casually.


    The Solid Rock Talisman, a minor talisman from the Qi Refining stage, when applied to any object, could reinforce its durability. It not only strengthened the hardness but also extended its endurance.


    The strength of these ordinary zombies, even a thousand of them attacking together, might just manage to break it. However, in such a confined space, at most only a dozen could attack at once. A single Solid Rock Talisman was more than sufficient to handle them.


    The three men felt completely bewildered. Solid Rock Talisman? What was that?


    Chu Xuan looked over the trio, finally focusing on the box in the elder''s arms. "What is in here that the zombies are chasing it?" He pointed to the box and asked.

 Chapter 17: Immortal?

    Professor Zheng''s heart tightened. Logically, he should not reveal what was inside the box. However, the youth before them had saved their lives and clearly possessed immense strength. Under such circumstances, there was no need for secrecy. It was better to be forthright.


    He stopped Zhuang Qiang and Sun Meng from stepping in front of him and spoke earnestly, "Inside here is a level three Psionic core, sourced from a level three zombie bear. I implore you not to take it away; it is very useful for our Life Science Research Institute. With it, we might be able to develop a weapon to combat the zombies, a great boon for the whole world..."


    Chu Xuan was puzzled, "When did I say I wanted to take it away?"


    Professor Zheng paused, "You don''t want it? This is a level three Psionic core."


    Chu Xuan chuckled lightly, "To me, it''s no different from a glass bead on the ground."


    "Let me see," he said, reaching out his hand.


    Professor Zheng hesitated for a moment but then passed the box over. He had lived a long life and met many people. The youth''s demeanor carried a pride that seemed genuinely indifferent to the Psionic core.


    Chu Xuan opened the box and saw a red bead lying quietly at the bottom. At first glance, it didn''t seem much different from a glass bead.


    But upon closer inspection, he immediately detected a trace of energy within the bead. The nature of this energy was vastly inferior to Spiritual Qi. Though substantial in quantity, if compared, it would just barely match the Spiritual Qi found in a small spiritual stone.


    After only a few looks, Chu Xuan put the item back in the box and shook his head slightly. The so-called level three Psionic core only had as much energy as a small spiritual stone. He was beginning to get an idea of Blue Star''s supernatural system.


    "You two, are you level one Superhumans? Military background?" Chu Xuan''s gaze fell on the two men in black. He could tell from their coordinated actions that such synergy was unlikely to be honed outside of a military environment.


    The two men exchanged a glance and nodded.


    Zhuang Qiang spoke earnestly, "We are from the Linjiang Army of Linjiang Province, tasked with retrieving the zombie bear''s Psionic core and ensuring Professor Zheng''s safe evacuation."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. Even with the zombie crisis and the advent of the apocalypse, as long as humanity had not been extinguished, there would at least be nations and powers still existing. Clearly, the official power of the Han Dynasty still held sway.


    "Who is supposed to evacuate you?" Chu Xuan asked casually.


    Sun Meng replied, "Black Blade Security Company. They will use a helicopter to get us out."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Why haven''t they come?"


    Zhuang Qiang replied with a helpless expression, "Their helicopter hadn''t been used in a long time and needed repairs, so our originally scheduled meeting time was at noon. But we were besieged by a large number of zombies and had to send a distress signal early to ask them to come sooner. It might be because of that delay."


    The two men exchanged a look and sighed lightly. Black Blade Security was, after all, just a local force and couldn''t compare to the strictly disciplined and orderly Linjiang Army. Their own deaths mattered little, but not being able to return the level three Psionic core would be a tremendous loss for the entire Linjiang Province.


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    Chu Xuan smiled slightly, "You''ve attracted so many zombies, which is very useful to me. Help me with one thing, and I will ensure your safe departure."


    Professor Zheng and the two soldiers were taken aback.


    Professor Zheng widened his eyes, "Please tell us! We will definitely help!" After speaking, he felt he might have promised too much and quickly added, "But we can''t do anything against the rules. That''s our bottom line."


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "You don''t need to do much, just continue standing on this rooftop and keep attracting the zombies. That''s enough. With the Solid Rock Talisman, that door won''t be broken."


    Professor Zheng and the two soldiers exchanged doubtful glances. Continue to attract zombies? What did this young man want to do? They racked their brains but couldn''t fathom Chu Xuan''s intentions, so they decided not to overthink it.


    Professor Zheng nodded, "This task is not difficult; we can do it."


    Chu Xuan gave a nod of approval. The next moment, he rose on his sword.


    A fierce wind whipped up on the rooftop, making it impossible for the three men to keep their eyes open. When they managed to see clearly again, Chu Xuan was already soaring in the sky.


    Professor Zheng and the others were utterly astonished. When Chu Xuan first appeared, they hadn''t seen clearly. But now, they had watched with their own eyes as Chu Xuan flew into the sky!


    What was this? Sword flight! Wasn''t that something only found in cultivation novels?


    It was now happening right before their eyes!


    Zhuang Qiang swallowed hard, "Flight through the void! That''s not something humans can do..."


    Sun Meng said in awe, "Could he be a cultivator?"


    Professor Zheng''s heart was in turmoil. He felt as if his worldview, already reshaped once by the zombie crisis, was collapsing again.


    "This must be reported immediately when we return..."


    "A cultivator... Our Linjiang Province actually has a cultivator!"


    Professor Zheng''s aged fingers trembled uncontrollably.


    Elsewhere, Chu Xuan soared through the skies, searching for the ideal location to set up his formation. The Blood Refining Array required eighteen array flags. He needed to position these flags at eighteen specific points and embed spirit stones within them. Finally, the array would be activated through an array disc.


    Although Chu Xuan''s proficiency in formation arts was only average, he was willing to invest the effort, enabling him to adeptly set up the Blood Refining Array.


    Within half an hour, he had all eighteen array flags properly positioned. From above, the flags around the unfinished building formed an eighteen-sided polygon, encapsulating the vast majority of zombies in the vicinity.


    Chu Xuan had asked Professor Zheng and the others to remain on the rooftop precisely to keep attracting zombies, preventing them from wandering aimlessly.


    After completing these tasks, Chu Xuan returned to the rooftop.


    At that moment, Professor Zheng and the others were nibbling on protein energy bars. Seeing Chu Xuan return, they quickly stood up.


    "Follow me, one at a time," Chu Xuan instructed, reaching for Professor Zheng first. His flying magic tool could only carry one extra person.


    The two soldiers instinctively stepped forward, intending to shield Professor Zheng ¡ª their orders were to ensure his absolute safety.


    However, Professor Zheng, anticipating their reaction, held back their hands and gave them a knowing look, halting them. They realized something important: with Chu Xuan''s strength, eliminating them would be effortless. Yet, he had still chosen to honor his promise to lead them to safety. Distrusting him at this juncture could provoke his ire.


    "Let''s go, young friend," Professor Zheng said cheerfully.


    Chu Xuan gave a half-smile. With his keen perception, he immediately understood the implications behind Professor Zheng''s actions.


    Yet, he chose not to address it. The trio had assisted him in attracting a large number of zombies, which put him in a good mood. Keeping his promise to escort them away was the right thing to do.


    Soon, Chu Xuan had transported each of them from the unfinished building and set them down in a nearby open square.


    "Contact your rescue team; I have other matters to attend to," Chu Xuan said, gesturing for them to leave.


    "Thank you," Professor Zheng bowed deeply, unable to resist asking, "May I have your name?"


    "Chu Xuan."


    "Thank you, young friend Chu Xuan. I, Zheng Baoshan, will always remember the life-saving grace you''ve shown us today."


    With another bow, Professor Zheng then left under the escort of Zhuang Qiang and Sun Meng.

 Chapter 18: Great virtue? Golden flowers cascading?

    Chu Xuan cast a fleeting glance at the receding figures, then turned his attention to more pressing matters¡ªthe activation of the Blood Refining Array.


    He ascended on his flying sword to midair and gazed down upon the zombies clustered within the unfinished building like headless flies, and activated the array disc.


    A peculiar blood light burst forth from eighteen points, swiftly engulfing the entire area. Within the Blood Refining Array, everything was shrouded in a murky, crimson haze, obscuring all clarity. Every living creature within was visibly drained of its blood essence at a visible rate.


    The zombies, initially howling with vigor, quickly wilted as their lifeblood was extracted. In less than three minutes, one after another turned into mummified corpses and collapsed to the ground. The process continued¡ªsecond, third, fourth...


    All the blood essence converged towards the array disc, coalescing naturally into fist-sized blood pearls. Chu Xuan, poised on his flying sword in midair, felt a surge of exhilaration. The efficiency was astounding!


    Soon, the blood essence of all the zombies within the area had been completely drained by the Blood Refining Array, and the spirit stones within the eighteen array flags were also exhausted.


    Upon inspection, Chu Xuan noticed thirteen large blood pearls had formed on the array disc. Each was ruby-red and glossy, resembling red jade agates, and emitted a faint scent of blood.


    Chu Xuan couldn''t help but marvel at them. Each of these thirteen large blood pearls was the size of a fist and of superior quality, each worth at least twenty smaller pearls.


    "These thirteen large blood pearls should suffice for my cultivation up to the ninth level of Qi refining," Chu Xuan nodded slightly.


    Just as he was about to depart, he suddenly noticed a strange phenomenon in the sky. A plethora of golden light spontaneously appeared, forming myriad golden flowers that cascaded from the sky and swirled around him. This spectacle lasted for about five minutes before gradually subsiding.


    Chu Xuan was astonished. Golden flowers cascading! Wasn''t such a phenomenon supposed to herald those endowed with great virtue? Why had it descended upon him?


    After a brief moment of surprise, he suddenly recalled. He had just slaughtered thousands of zombies¡ªnot sure exactly how many, but certainly over three thousand. Killing each zombie garnered a small amount of merit. The accumulation of such merit had triggered this spectacle of golden flowers cascading!


    Chu Xuan''s expression turned peculiar. Demonic cultivators, great virtue, golden flowers cascading...


    These terms should never be associated together. Every demonic cultivator carried a myriad of karmic debts. Not summoning celestial thunder was already fortunate.


    And yet, great virtue? Golden flowers cascading? Such contradictions made him reflect on the unexpected and peculiar path his actions had forged.


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    "Among all demonic cultivators throughout the ages, perhaps I am the only one to have ever drawn forth such a manifestation of merit," Chu Xuan mused with a wry smile.


    At that moment, all the golden flowers were absorbed into his body. Chu Xuan blinked, suddenly feeling his thoughts become extraordinarily clear. The difficulties he had encountered while cultivating the Blood Spirit Technique now seemed to unravel effortlessly, as if divine clarity had been bestowed upon him. Problems that were once insurmountable now easily found their solutions.


    Moreover, he discovered something indescribable and profound within himself¡ªincreased longevity and fortune, the true benefits of accruing merit. His comprehension soared, his fortune wrapped tightly around him, and his life span expanded. The accumulation of merit from his previous slaying of zombies had now catalyzed a profound transformation.


    "No wonder those righteous cultivators clamor daily about eradicating evil and acting as the agents of heaven¡ªthey covet such abundant merit!" Chu Xuan had an epiphany.


    "If I were to deploy a Blood Refining Array in the future, sacrificing tens of thousands, millions, or even hundreds of millions of zombies...wouldn''t the merit flood towards me, unstoppable, enhancing my wisdom, fortune, and lifespan immensely?" The thought of such future possibilities brought a gleeful expression to his face.


    This planet, Blue Star, was truly a paradise for demonic cultivators!


    Chu Xuan quickly collected the array flags and departed on his flying sword. With so many blood pearls acquired, it was time for him to cultivate earnestly.


    After Chu Xuan left, a helicopter roared overhead, carrying Zheng Baoshan, Zhuang Qiang, Sun Meng, and the pilot, who was also a team leader at Heifeng Security Company, Wang Yong.


    "Professor Zheng, as soon as we received your distress signal, we hurried over here. Unfortunately, the helicopter hadn''t been flown in a long time, and we were lacking spare parts, which delayed the repairs," Wang Yong explained apologetically.


    Zhuang Qiang scoffed, "If it weren''t for someone else saving us, we would have already perished in East Lake City! Delaying the institute''s research and throwing you out to feed the zombies wouldn''t even begin to compensate!"


    Wang Yong offered an awkward smile, "Yes, yes, you''re right."


    He attempted to ingratiate himself with Professor Zheng, but the elder man turned his face away, giving Wang Yong not a single glance for the entire journey.


    Wang Yong was visibly uncomfortable. As he was about to say something more, he suddenly pointed toward the unfinished building ahead and exclaimed, "My heavens, what happened here?"


    Zheng Baoshan and the others followed his gaze and recognized the building where they had previously stayed.


    However, the structure, which had been teeming with thousands of zombies just a short while ago, now lay eerily silent. A closer inspection revealed countless desiccated corpses strewn about haphazardly.


    These zombies, which had been lively and energetic not long ago, were now dead. And their deaths were peculiarly unsettling.


    "Stop, I need to go down and look," Zheng Baoshan said sternly.


    Wang Yong hesitated, "But there might still be zombies hiding below..."


    "I said I want to go down," Zheng Baoshan fixed his gaze on Wang Yong, his voice icy and deliberate.


    Wang Yong dared not offend further and quickly lowered the helicopter.


    Moments later, under the protection of Zhuang Qiang and Sun Meng, Zheng Baoshan approached the outside of the unfinished building. Now, standing closer, they could see the skeletal remains scattered everywhere.


    Zhuang Qiang pulled out a military knife and sliced open a corpse, finding not a trace of blood. With a slight squeeze, the remains crumbled into debris as fine as gravel, as if all the blood and moisture had been extracted.


    "How could this have been done?" Zheng Baoshan was speechless.


    Only about half an hour had passed since they had left, and now thousands of zombies here had been drained of blood. Such a feat was beyond human capability!


    "Could it have been that cultivator?" Sun Meng whispered.


    Recalling Chu Xuan''s actions and demeanor from earlier, Zheng Baoshan nodded gravely, "It''s very likely him! This is too important; we need to hurry back and report this to General Ye."


    "Yes," Zhuang Qiang and Sun Meng nodded emphatically.

 Chapter 19: The Seventh Level of Qi Refining, Spell of Nether Fire Orb

    In the Haotai Hotel, Chu Xuan returned as dusk had already settled. He fetched a bucket of instant noodles and two cans of beef, preparing his evening meal.


    As cultivators advance in their cultivation, reaching the Foundation Establishment stage allows them to subsist on ethereal nourishment¡ªconsuming the mist and dew, severing earthly ties to mundane sustenance.


    However, Chu Xuan had not yet reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Besides, having not indulged in instant noodles for over twenty years, what harm was there in enjoying them now?


    Zhao Hong''s little storehouse was piled high with instant noodles, alongside a variety of chocolates and biscuits, all long-lasting food supplies. Enough for Chu Xuan to feast heartily.


    The bathtubs were now silent. Chu Xuan sent Hu and Bao, along with two spirit hounds, out to hunt independently, instructing them to bring back a few lively zombies to serve as spiritual plant furnaces.


    He commanded Hu and Bao not to prey on living humans at random, prioritizing zombies instead. Should they slaughter innocent mortals, the sin would inevitably fall upon him.


    He was not prepared to see the merits he had just gained vanish in the blink of an eye. After issuing his orders, Hu and Bao howled in unison, signifying their understanding.


    Beside them, Daho and Erho remained silent until Hu kicked them, sending them flying with a yelp. The two spirit hounds whined but quickly nodded in agreement.


    Watching them leave, Chu Xuan sat down cross-legged to absorb the great blood orb. The fist-sized orb hovered before him, strands of bloody qi entering his nostrils, circulating within his body according to the pathways of the Blood Spirit Technique.


    With each complete circulation, Chu Xuan''s spiritual qi grew stronger. Two days later, his aura suddenly broke through a bottleneck. It was as if a fish had entered the sea, freely swimming.


    His eyes snapped open, a look of joy spreading across his face. "The Seventh Level of Qi Refining!"


    At this level, he was considered to be in the late stages of Qi Refining.


    "The seventh level of the Blood Spirit Technique, and a new spell to try."


    His repertoire of spells, minus those lacking defensive capabilities, included only the "Spirit Blood Shield" from the fourth level of the Blood Spirit Technique¡ªa mid-tier defensive spell of the Qi Refining stage.


    Most of the time, he relied on undead soldiers and Gu insects for defense. Now, having mastered the seventh level of the Blood Spirit Technique, he possessed a powerful superior spell.


    Chu Xuan stood abruptly, his palms gathering spiritual qi. Gradually, a chilling green flame coalesced in his palm. At a certain moment, when the green flame had swelled to its limit, Chu Xuan fiercely thrust it forward.


    With a loud bang, the wall was suddenly blasted open, sending debris scattering everywhere. Around the edges of the hole, the eerie green flames continued to burn for over ten minutes before gradually subsiding.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. True to its reputation as a superior spell of the Qi Refining stage, its power was formidable. This spell was named "Nether Fire Orb."


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    The Infinite Sect boasted four Qi Refining stage techniques, each with corresponding superior attack spells¡ªnine in total. Among them, Nether Fire Orb was undoubtedly the most powerful.


    However, it had a critical flaw: the charging time was too long, and it consumed a great deal of spiritual qi.


    With his current reserves, Chu Xuan could only cast it three times. During the charging period, he was vulnerable to attack. If the spell failed to hit the target, the consequences would be dire, likely leaving him in a defensive position.


    Nevertheless, Chu Xuan was not overly concerned about missing his target. With many undead soldiers under his command, he could effectively restrict the enemy''s movements.


    The Blood Steel Wire also possessed the innate spell of Blood Binding, making it easier to control foes. "Excellent, I should practice more and master the Nether Fire Orb," he mused.


    As Chu Xuan prepared to continue practicing the Nether Fire Orb, a noise came from the direction of the bathtub. Growling, a corpse puppet climbed out and respectfully approached Chu Xuan.


    Soon, the other corpse puppets also awakened and gathered around him. Chu Xuan had earlier mixed his blood into their corpse refining elixir. Although it was not his essence blood, it had preemptively bound them to him, and that explained their respectful behavior.


    Chu Xuan took them back into the Corpse Nurturing Tower and performed an identification technique. The results were somewhat disappointing. All six Yin corpses possessed inferior qualities, and their spells were lackluster.


    The Leap Technique, allowing them to pounce forward over distances, and the Jump Technique, enhancing their jumping abilities, were the more useful ones.


    Other corpse puppets possessed such spells as the Rapid Eating Technique, which accelerated their eating speed; the Water Storage Technique, which allowed them to store water in their stomachs; and the Purification Technique, which could purify wastewater.


    Chu Xuan even discovered a Self-Destruct Technique in one, which would rush into battle and self-detonate. He resignedly issued an order, forbidding this particular corpse from ever using its spell.


    "I''ve painstakingly used refining elixirs and devoted effort to raise you, and you would explode at the slightest provocation in battle? How is that reasonable?"


    "Has this one not awakened yet?" Chu Xuan approached the bathtub at the front. Inside it lay the body of Zhao Hong, yet only a thin layer of the corpse-refining elixir remained. While the other corpse puppets had already emerged, Zhao Hong had not.


    Chu Xuan was actually pleased by this delay. It was a good sign, indicating that Zhao Hong''s corpse was vigorously absorbing all the essences of the elixir without cessation.


    After pondering for a moment, Chu Xuan prepared another bucket of the corpse-refining elixir and poured it into Zhao Hong''s bathtub.


    "At this rate, it might take another three to five days."


    Chu Xuan then found an empty room and began to practice the Nether Fire Orb.


    Meanwhile, at the Black Blade Security, which contrasted sharply with the spirit dog-occupied Haotai Hotel, the surroundings were much cleaner and tidier.


    The company was enclosed by iron fencing topped with barbed wire, which was stained with blood and flecked with remnants of flesh¡ªa clear testament to its effectiveness against zombies.


    At that moment, a man stood at the gate. "Open up, it''s Wang Yong."


    The gate slowly swung open, and Wang Yong strode in.


    Two gaunt men approached him, giggling, "Brother Yong, did you send those three away?"


    Wiping the sweat from his brow, Wang Yong replied, "Sent them off, the Linjiang army will pick them up. I need to see my cousin, I have something important to tell him."


    One of the gaunt men pointed to a three-story building and whispered, "The manager is busy there. It''s best not to go now, Brother Yong; you wouldn''t want to disturb his mood."


    Wang Yong frowned deeply. "I must go, it''s important." He quickened his pace towards the building.


    A tall, burly man guarded the entrance of the small building. Wang Yong attempted to go upstairs but was stopped.


    "I need to see my cousin!" he growled. The burly man remained expressionless, "The manager ordered not to be disturbed by anyone, including you."


    Grinding his teeth, Wang Yong shouted, "Brother! It''s me! I have something important to tell you!"


    After a moment of silence inside the building, the sound of a desk being slammed echoed. A buzz-cut head emerged from a window, cursing, "Damn it, don''t you know I''m busy!" After a pause, he grumbled, "Come up then."

 Chapter 20: Temptation

    Inside the dimly lit three-story building, Wang Yong reached the third floor. A slender woman sat in a chair, while beside her, a man with a buzz cut and dark skin focused intently on playing a video game.


    The screen displayed a grim and dark style, showing an armored warrior with a large shield and a straight sword battling a giant flaming titan. Meanwhile, another screen played scenes of passionate lovemaking¡ªthe source of the seductive noises Wang Yong had heard.


    However, Wang Yong was not surprised by this scene; he had seen it before. Others might think he was practicing or something important, but actually, he is just playing a game.


    That was why he didn''t let people casually approach his office because a boss who loved playing games seemed to undermine his dignity.


    Suddenly, a scream sounded from the screen, and Wang Gangjian put down the controller with a sigh, "This giant is really tough."


    "Tell me, what is it?" he said, turning to his cousin Wang Yong.


    Wang Yong promptly recounted the scene he had witnessed at the unfinished building, in great detail and without omission. Wang Gangjian''s expression was initially casual but quickly turned serious.


    "High-level zombies, it must be high-level zombies," Wang Gangjian said gravely. "What did that old Zheng from the research institute say?"


    Wang Yong shook his head, "They said nothing, and when I pressed who had rescued them, they evaded the question."


    Wang Gangjian sighed lightly, "East Lake City is really not a good place to be, with advanced zombies appearing one after another. Just a while ago, didn''t Zhao Hong notify us that an advanced zombie appeared at the Walmart, and then it vanished?"


    "What should we do?" Wang Yong asked.


    Wang Gangjian glared at him, "What else can we do? Increase our vigilance, and stay away from that area. And, ask for some support from the Linjiang Army. We are a force established under the guidance of the Linjiang Army. With advanced zombies appearing frequently in East Lake City, we have to ask them for support."


    Wang Yong grinned, "You''re always the smart one, big brother."


    Just as Wang Gangjian was about to pick up the controller again, he suddenly remembered something else, "You came back just in time. Zhao Hong bought a batch of canned food and medicines from us. Take some men and deliver it to them."


    "Eh? Didn''t he always complain about the prices? Why is he buying now?" Wang Yong was puzzled.


    Wang Gangjian spoke offhandedly, "The Spirit Hounds has always been short on medicines. Initially, they staunchly refused to buy, claiming they still had supplies. Now that they''ve run out, they''ve no choice but to grit their teeth and pay the premium."


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    Wang Yong chuckled, "Fine. I''ll take some men and deliver the goods then."


    "Go on, then." Wang Gangjian, without turning his head, waved dismissively and resumed his frustrating game.


    Meanwhile, Wang Yong and two men climbed into a Wuling van and headed towards the Spirit Hounds''s headquarters at the Haotai Hotel. The gang maintained several strongholds, with the hotel serving merely as their main base.


    Additionally, there were food supplies from a large greenhouse to the north and a small fishery to the south. Due to East Lake City''s modest size and relative abundance of resources, the Spirit Hounds and Black Peak Security had coexisted without fatal conflicts.


    An hour later, the van pulled up outside the Haotai Hotel. As one of the men started to disembark, Wang Yong hastily pulled him back.


    "Something''s off¡ªit''s too quiet. The Spirit Hounds is never like this."


    Wang Yong''s face was grave as he sharply sensed the anomaly. It was broad daylight, a time when the gang members typically gathered in noisy clusters, playing cards or brawling. Each delivery was usually met with loud commotion from inside, but this silence was unnervingly odd, as if everyone had vanished.


    "Look carefully," Wang Yong whispered.


    The two men nodded and peered around cautiously. Suddenly, one exclaimed, "Brother Yong, there''s a body over there, a mutilated body!"


    Wang Yong followed their gaze and indeed spotted a body. To call it a body was somewhat inaccurate¡ªit was merely a fragment, consisting of part of an arm and a leg.


    "Let''s get out of here, fast!"


    Wang Yong swallowed hard and growled. The presence of body parts indicated that the Haotai Hotel had definitely been attacked. Whether by zombies or some other formidable foe, the adversary was undoubtedly powerful.


    After all, Zhao Hong was considered a first-level superhuman. For an enemy to have silenced Zhao Hong, their strength had to be immense. Their only option now was to flee as quickly as possible!


    Buzzing with urgency, the van sped away with remarkable speed. However, they had not driven far when several figures appeared on the rooftops ahead.


    Through the car window, Wang Yong caught sight of two towering figures, resembling moving mountains. Each of their movements seemed to shake the ground. Their faces were fierce, their appearances bloodthirsty, bearing some resemblance to zombies yet with slight differences. Accompanying them were two giant hounds, which Wang Yong recognized as Zhao Hong''s dogs, Daho and Erho.


    High-level zombies! And two of them! Even Zhao Hong''s dogs had abandoned him and now followed these formidable creatures.


    Wang Yong''s heart nearly burst from his chest. He bellowed, "Speed up, get us through! Don''t stop!"


    The driver, equally terrified, floored the accelerator, wishing he could merge with the engine to spin the wheels faster.


    Bao noticed the moving vehicle. The scent of living humans immediately ignited its bloodlust. Baring its teeth, it prepared to charge.


    Daho and Erho displayed equal aggression.


    "Roar."


    But Hu growled low, a sound so threatening it immediately subdued the others. Bao, Daho, and Erho''s voices quieted, tinged with resentment.


    Hum!


    Under the watchful eyes of the two zombies and two dogs, the van sped away.


    Wang Yong''s heart raced.


    "Are they following? Should I drive faster?" the driver shouted.


    "Urgh... no... urgh..."


    Wang Yong vomited several times before managing to sit upright.


    "You really need... urgh... to improve your driving skills..."


    The driver gave an embarrassed smile.


    Wang Yong glanced behind them. The four figures accelerated toward the Haotai Hotel. In the blink of an eye, they entered the hotel and disappeared.


    Wang Yong suddenly pieced everything together. He realized that the Spirit Hounds had likely been annihilated by the two high-level zombies. Zhao Hong was probably dead. The Haotai Hotel and its surroundings had become the territory of these advanced zombies!


    "Let''s get back! We need to inform the boss immediately! Urgh¡­" Wang Yong growled.


    "Alright, I get it. Just don''t throw up on me," the driver nodded.

 Chapter 21: High Quality Talent! Level Seven Corpse Soldier!

    At the Black Blade Security Company, beneath a modest three-story building, Wang Yong arrived yet again. The burly guard stopped him as usual.


    Wang Yong shouted at the top of his lungs, "Brother! I have something critical to tell you¡ªa matter of great importance!"


    From the upper floor, curses and complaints rained down. "Damn it! Wang Yong, just because you''re my cousin doesn''t mean I have to give you face. You''ve already interrupted my work twice!"


    Wang Gangjian poked his head out from the window, his face flushed with anger as if his arduous efforts had been abruptly disrupted. Wang Yong bellowed, "It''s about the high-level zombies!"


    "Then come up," Wang Gangjian snapped.


    Moments later, Wang Yong was sitting across from Wang Gangjian. "Bro, why are you still battling the Giant King? You''re so unskilled; just quit it and stop wasting time," Wang Yong said, half-heartedly.


    Wang Gangjian snorted, "One more try; I can definitely defeat him." With that, he plunged back into his intense focus, enduring his virtual struggles.


    Wang Yong sighed lightly, "Let me play for you while you listen to me, okay?"


    Wang Gangjian scoffed, "If you can beat him in one go, I''ll stop."


    Taking the controller, Wang Yong navigated his character through the halls, charging to the Giant King''s throne. He snatched the greatsword leaning against it and struck fiercely. After several blows, the Giant King fell to the ground, defeated with a few more strikes.


    Setting down the controller, he looked into Wang Gangjian''s eyes, "Now, will you listen to me?"


    Wang Gangjian stared in disbelief, "How did you do that? Why was that sword so powerful?"


    "Will you listen to me now!" Wang Yong roared.


    Wang Gangjian grimaced, "Fine, go ahead."


    Wang Yong recounted his experience at the Haotai Hotel without missing a detail, his expression grave.


    "Really? You saw two high-level zombies?" Wang Gangjian''s expression grew serious.


    "Absolutely. That stature, those eyes¡ªno ordinary zombie could possess them," Wang Yong replied with equal seriousness. At that moment, having caught the gaze of the high-level zombie, he had felt his blood nearly freeze in his veins. If not for the van speeding away in time, he might have already become food for the high-level zombie.


    "This is indeed critical. We should avoid that area from now on," Wang Gangjian said solemnly.


    "What if those high-level zombies break out? We can''t just sit around and wait to die," Wang Yong stated gravely.


    "Of course not. We''ll have to ask for assistance from the Linjiang Army and have them send some Superhumans over," Wang Gangjian nodded.


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    Wang Yong breathed a sigh of relief, "Good you have a plan, bro. You''ll need to make the contact since you were discharged from the Linjiang Army. Our words won''t carry much weight."


    Wang Gangjian nodded, "Leave it to me; you don''t need to worry."


    ...


    Five days later, at the Haotai Hotel, Chu Xuan exhaled and finished his cultivation session. Now, only nine of the large blood beads remained in his possession, the rest having been absorbed. He sensed his dantian, the repository of a cultivator''s Spiritual Qi located in the lower abdomen, swelling slightly and decided to cease his practice.


    "Hm? Is there a disturbance?"


    Chu Xuan suddenly heard a noise emanating from the bathtub. He swiftly walked over and immediately saw a colossal corpse puppet clambering out of the tub.


    Having absorbed the contents of two full bathtubs of corpse refining elixir, its stature had significantly increased, reaching a height of nearly eight feet. Its body was covered in bulging muscles and protruding veins, pulsing with immense strength, resembling a statue of a muscle-bound warrior. Fine white bone armor had grown over its chest, back, and joints.


    More astonishingly, in its left hand it wielded a bone shield, and in its right, a bone spear¡ªboth wrapped in a ghastly pale glow, clearly not ordinary artifacts.


    Chu Xuan was somewhat taken aback; this corpse puppet was naturally equipped with magical tools!


    With a roar, the corpse puppet bellowed to the heavens, as if celebrating its rebirth. The other newly emerged corpse puppets around trembled, prostrating themselves on the ground, not daring to raise their heads. Daho and Erho were so frightened they urinated themselves, while only Hu and Bao managed to withstand the formidable aura.


    Chu Xuan stood before the corpse puppet, his gaze cold and steady. The corpse returned his gaze. After a moment, it respectfully knelt down, growling softly in a show of homage to its master.


    With a casual gesture, Chu Xuan summoned the corpse into his Corpse Nurturing Tower. A streak of black light enveloped the corpse. "High quality talent! Level Seven Corpse Soldier!"


    Chu Xuan''s eyes brightened. The innate potential of this corpse far exceeded his expectations. Born with high qualities and already at the level of a Level Seven Corpse Soldier, it was comparable to a seventh level Qi Refining cultivator!


    "Let''s see what spells you possess."


    Chu Xuan cast an identification spell again. "Golden Light, Divine Strength, Corpse Howl."


    He raised his eyebrows in approval.


    The Golden Light, which Hu also possesses, serves to enhance defenses. The Divine Strength, on the other hand, bolsters one''s physical power.


    However, the Corpse Howl genuinely surprised him, as it is considered one of the best innate skills a corpse soldier could acquire. Upon being activated, it deals a severe blow to the spirits of all nearby enemies while simultaneously bolstering the corpse puppet itself, greatly enhancing its aggressive impulses.


    A corpse puppet with the Corpse Howl is undeniably a leader among its kind. As long as they are alive, the surrounding corpse puppets will continue to fight fervently until death.


    "Excellent, excellent, excellent!" Chu Xuan praised thrice, his eyes brimming with satisfaction as he gazed upon the corpse puppet. "It''s time to give you a name. What shall it be?"


    "You were once called Zhao Hong. Zhao, a prominent surname. Hong, symbolizing vastness and strength. Ah, blending the deeper meanings of both, let''s call you Long!" Chu Xuan nodded in approval.


    With a resonant roar, Long accepted its new name.


    "Long, Hu, go out and hunt on your own. Hu, teach Long the rules¡ªwhat to do and what not to do." Chu Xuan instructed.


    Both Long and Hu roared in acknowledgment, then leaped away, disappearing between the skyscrapers.


    Afterward, Chu Xuan stored Bao and the other six corpse puppets back into the Corpse Nurturing Tower. The dense Yin Qi inside the tower is highly beneficial to corpse puppets, which require not only flesh and blood but also a significant amount of Yin Qi to thrive.


    Having completed these tasks, Chu Xuan resumed his cultivation. He planned to elevate his cultivation to the ninth level of Qi Refining before returning to the Mystic Azure Realm.


    With so many corpse puppets under his command and the newly transformed Blood Steel Wire, his power would undoubtedly be the strongest below the Foundation Establishment stage, unthreatened by ordinary Qi Refining cultivators.


    Upon returning to the Mystic Azure Realm, he would only need to gather some spiritual herbs and medicines to begin his assault on the Foundation Establishment stage!

 Chapter 22: Foundation Establishment Blood Pill, Life Soul Flower

    To advance to the Foundation Establishment stage, orthodox cultivators nearly always require a Foundation Establishment Pill, with only a rare few gifted enough to liquefy Spiritual Qi independently and ascend without one. However, these pills are exceedingly difficult to procure.


    The primary ingredient for the pill is a Foundation Establishment stage spiritual medicine known as the "Dao Caltrop Flower," which alone costs ten medium spiritual stones.


    Depending on the specific pill recipe of each sect, an additional seven to twelve Qi Refining stage spiritual medicines are also required. Even with these ingredients, a successful pill concoction is not guaranteed.


    Generally, a skilled alchemist achieving success in four out of ten attempts is considered quite adept.


    Demonic cultivators, however, have forged a different path by substituting the Dao Caltrop Flower with the Life Soul Flower, a peculiar bloom that emerges from the vital soul of powerful beings. They also replace the rare Qi Refining stage spiritual medicines with more readily available alternatives, significantly reducing the cost of crafting Foundation Pills. These altered pills are known by demon cultivators as Foundation Establishment Blood Pills.


    Lacking the resources to gather the traditional ingredients, Chu Xuan had long been prepared to concoct the Foundation Establishment Blood Pill.


    "Continue cultivating!" Chu Xuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and resumed refining the large blood beads.


    Time flew swiftly, a month had passed in a blink.


    Sitting on the rooftop of the Haotai Hotel, Chu Xuan could not yet avoid food, so he had to pause after absorbing each large blood bead to eat. He had nearly depleted the food reserves stored in the Spirit Hounds''s warehouse.


    With a constant supply of large blood beads fueling his cultivation over the month, Chu Xuan''s realm had improved dramatically, now peaking at the eighth level of Qi Refining.


    He was just a thin barrier away from the ninth level, but despite having only one large blood bead left, there had been no signs of breaking through this final barrier.


    "Break for me!" Chu Xuan began absorbing the last large blood bead. Vital energy surged into his body. He roared, veins bulging on his forehead.


    A cultivator''s personal will can significantly propel their practice. Perhaps it was Chu Xuan''s intense determination, or perhaps the potent destiny surrounding him, but the bottleneck between the eighth and ninth levels of Qi Refining shattered at that moment.


    Boom!


    His aura exploded, dust swirling. In an instant, the rooftop of the hotel was swept clean, and spotless.


    Bao, along with the six corpse puppets, was guarding the rooftop. Usually silent, they stood still. The surging aura around Chu Xuan so startled Bao that it couldn''t help but roar in terror, while the other six corpse puppets prostrated themselves, too frightened to lift their heads. It was only after Chu Xuan''s aura had receded considerably that they tentatively stood up, casting curious glances his way, like inquisitive children.


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    Chu Xuan exhaled a breath of stale air and slowly opened his eyes. "The ninth level of Qi Refining!" he declared. "Now, all I need is to fill my dantian completely to prepare for the breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment stage." A smile spread across his face.


    From afar, the roar of a corpse echoed, followed by sounds that grew louder as they approached. Within moments, Long and Hu appeared on the rooftop, each carrying a spiritual hound.


    Upon seeing Chu Xuan, Hu immediately bowed his head in respect. Daho and Erho did the same. Although they had not formally acknowledged Chu Xuan as their master, they recognized him as such from the depths of their being.


    Long hesitated, not bowing immediately. Chu Xuan''s gaze turned icy as he looked at it. After a moment, he scoffed, "No wonder you hesitate, having reached the eighth level. Think you''ve grown strong enough to defy me?"


    With a snort, Chu Xuan''s Spiritual Qi surged, pressing down on Long like a mountain. Unable to withstand the immense pressure, Long immediately knelt, the sound of its kneecaps cracking filling the air.


    Long screamed in agony but dared not rise, still kneeling. It had realized that its master''s strength far surpassed its own and that resistance would be foolish.


    "Humph, rebellious one," Chu Xuan said coldly. Corpse puppets were not emotionless killing machines; they typically retained some of the personality traits of their former lives. Clearly, Long was naturally defiant.


    "Hu is now a Level Seven Corpse Soldier, well done. This is your reward," Chu Xuan said. He flicked his finger, sending a blood bead flying toward Hu, who caught it eagerly in his mouth. Direct consumption of flesh was inefficient for corpse puppets; they preferred blood beads refined by Chu Xuan''s technique.


    Hu then reached out and tugged at the hem of Chu Xuan''s robe, seemingly eager to communicate something. Chu Xuan felt a stirring in his heart and immediately connected with Hu through his thoughts. After a brief exchange, he understood what Hu wanted to convey.


    "You''ve discovered a den of giant wolves, and they are gathering to ambush you?" Chu Xuan was immediately intrigued.


    Humans had withstood the baptism of Psionic energy, transforming into Superhumans. Animals and plants might also endure the suction of Psionic energy, evolving into extraordinary creatures and flora.


    The intelligence of those giant wolves, evident from their understanding of ambush tactics, was clearly not low. It was likely that the Psionic energy had accelerated their development. This was not good news for the human survivors of East Lake City.


    However, for Chu Xuan, it was an extraordinary opportunity. The wolves were intelligent and strong. Perhaps they could serve as a nurturing ground for the Life Soul Flowers.


    "Before returning to the Mystic Azure Realm, prepare the nurturing ground for the Life Soul Flowers. By the time I return from the Realm, the Life Soul Flowers should be mature." Chu Xuan thought.


    "Where is the territory of those giant wolves?" he asked.


    Hu roared a few times, pointing towards a small hill to the north. Chu Xuan nodded, "Long, Hu, and the other six, follow me; Bao stays to guard the home."


    The three zombie beasts roared. Only Bao seemed a bit aggrieved.


    "Let Daho and Erho stay as well, to keep Bao company," Chu Xuan gestured dismissively. Bao immediately cheered up, much like a child finding a playmate of the same age.


    Chu Xuan collected Long, Hu, and the other corpse puppets into the corpse nurturing tower and then sped towards the north on his flying sword.


    ...


    At the Black Blade Security Company, Wang Gangjian was not playing games today but sat in the manager''s office, frowning in distress.


    Wang Yong was also sitting on the sofa in front of him, similarly troubled. "I called you here to think of solutions, not to frown along with me!"


    Wang Gangjian scolded. Wang Yong gave an awkward smile, "It''s difficult. A monster that a six-person squad from the Linjiang army couldn''t handle, and our Black Blade only has four Superhumans, all at level one..."


    Wang Gangjian became even angrier upon hearing this, "I told you to crush the Psionic core and eat it, but you wouldn''t. With your talent, if you were a level two Superhuman, would Black Blade be so devoid of solutions?!"


    Wang Yong''s smile grew more strained. Eating a Psionic core directly¡ªsuccess, failure, or no effect¡ªeach had about a one-third chance of occurring, depending largely on one''s physical constitution. If one''s body was strong enough, consuming a Psionic core directly was feasible. But he truly dared not.

 Chapter 23: The Highway, Encircled by Wolves

    After a prolonged reflection, Wang Yong at last declared, "Those creatures precisely block the highway stretching from Linjiang military base to us. Even a small team from Linjiang forces was overwhelmed by their assault; only a single soul managed to flee to safety. I propose that we should not act with haste. The priority now is to gather intelligence, to ascertain their numbers, and locate their lair. When Linjiang dispatches more troops, we shall encircle and utterly annihilate these monsters!"


    Hearing this, Wang Gangjian nodded his approval, "A sound plan. Let us proceed accordingly. Let us take Song and probe their actual strength."


    Wang Yong nodded and promptly set about making the arrangements.


    A short while later, the trio climbed into a van.


    They were Wang Gangjian, Wang Yong, and Song Dayi. Joined by Tang Jinchuan. Together, they constituted all the superhumans of the Black Blade Security Company.


    However, the company always required someone to hold the fort. This duty was assigned to Tang Jinchuan.


    Yet, before the van could depart, a figure staggered towards them, pursued by a gasping, portly man.


    "Brother Jian, he insisted on coming," Tang Jinchuan expressed helplessly.


    Wang Gangjian turned to the pallid man before him and sighed gently, "Zhuang Qiang, with such severe injuries, you should not be here."


    The man was Zhuang Qiang. After he and Sun Meng had escorted Zheng Baoshan back to the Linjiang Province Institute of Life Sciences, he had received orders to lead a Linjiang military squad southward once more to aid Black Blade Security in clearing advanced zombies from East Lake City.


    Yet, they had scarcely traversed the highway when a pack of gargantuan wolves ambushed them.


    Apart from him, the rest of the squad perished.


    Zhuang Qiang, a first-level superhuman with formidable physical prowess, had managed to escape and hide, narrowly evading the wolves'' pursuit and finally reaching Black Blade Security.


    He bellowed, "I must go. The brethren of the Linjiang army can not perish in vain."


    Wang Gangjian firmly shook his head, "No, your wounds are too grievous. It is best you remain here to heal. Once you are mended, you shall have your chance for vengeance."


    Zhuang Qiang gritted his teeth, "My gift is the Wood Spirit; I can scout through the plants. Are you not seeking to ascertain the reality of those giant wolves? I am most apt for this task."


    Wang Gangjian and the others exchanged looks, one eyebrow arched.


    Supernatural talents are indeed diverse and peculiar, each individual being unique.


    Zhuang Qiang''s capability to employ plants as his scouts was indeed most suitable for the mission.


    Wang Gangjian nodded solemnly, "Very well, then accompany us, and we will safeguard you throughout."


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    At that, Zhuang Qiang finally allowed a small smile to surface and boarded the vehicle.


    The van dusted the road behind and sped directly towards the northernmost highway leading to East Lake City.


    East Lake City was but a modest town, its only conduit to the Linjiang forces being the highway that spanned its length.


    Every instance of support from the Linjiang military had traversed this very route. Should an alternative path be adopted, both efficiency and safety would markedly decline.


    Thus, all impediments along this highway needed to be eradicated, including the extraordinary animals that had evolved under the influence of Psionic forces.


    As Wang Gangjian and his companions departed from Black Blade Security, a sword''s hum resonated above the highway amidst the mists.


    A figure emerged¡ªChu Xuan!


    Chu Xuan chose a flat segment of the road to alight upon.


    The highway appeared frequently traveled, with abandoned vehicles dragged to the sides.


    With a casual gesture, Long, Hu, and six corpse puppets materialized beside him.


    "Where were you ambushed?" Chu Xuan inquired.


    Hu roared and gestured ahead.


    Chu Xuan nodded and strode forward rapidly.


    Covering several hundred meters in the blink of an eye, he reached a pickup truck that had broken down, its tracks suggesting it had been no more than three days.


    "Linjiang Army" was emblazoned across the truck''s surface, which bore numerous claw marks. Surrounding it were signs of a skirmish and scattered blood.


    Additionally, he observed several patches of wolf fur.


    Suddenly, a faint sound emerged from the woods on the right side of the highway.


    It seemed to be a cry for help.


    Chu Xuan''s eyebrows raised, and he walked briskly toward the source. Approaching closer, the sound clarified¡ªit was the cry of an infant.


    His gaze swept through the woods, quickly locking onto a blood-stained pile of clothes. The pile was subtly quivering, the crying emanating from within.


    Chu Xuan hastened his steps.


    Long, Hu, and the other corpse puppets followed. Anyone who heard an infant''s cry would feel a stir of compassion. Even the most heinous murderer might hesitate for a moment.


    But Chu Xuan did not. Fifty meters from the pile, his right hand was already conjuring a nether fire orb.


    When only ten meters away, he abruptly raised his hand and hurled the orb.


    Boom!


    A loud explosion erupted.


    Both the clothes and trees were blasted into the air, along with splatters of fresh flesh.


    Thud.


    A piece of flesh, covered in hair, landed at Chu Xuan''s feet. The hair was long and vigorous, clearly not human. It was, unmistakably, wolf fur.


    "Psionics are indeed peculiar, teaching you to mimic an infant''s cries to lure the unwitting," Chu Xuan remarked calmly.


    "Unfortunately, your intellect remains lacking," he continued. "There are no living humans near the highway; how could an abandoned infant''s cry be so resonant?"


    As his words fell, over a dozen figures emerged from the depths of the forest. Each one was over three meters tall with extraordinarily agile forms. With a light leap, they could cover five or six meters in distance.


    In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Chu Xuan and his subordinate corpse puppets from all directions. On a nearby boulder, a colossal wolf more than five meters in length and towering over two men stood silently, overlooking Chu Xuan.


    The cold, bloodthirsty gleam in its remaining eye revealed it as the Wolf King.


    Chu Xuan, intrigued, admired the Wolf King''s robust musculature, his face breaking into a satisfied grin.


    This Wolf King must be a second-level supernatural animal. Among its pack, there were also several first-level supernatural animals.


    The rest of the giant wolves, although not supernatural creatures, far surpassed ordinary wild wolves in both size and ferocity.


    No wonder such a den of giant wolves stationed near the highway could ambush the soldiers of the Linjiang army passing through.


    As Chu Xuan observed the Wolf King, the beast assessed him in return. This human was different from many others it had encountered. Able to wield powerful fireballs and accompanied by several zombies, it gave the wolf a profound sense of danger.


    But after a brief contemplation, the instinct born of nature overwhelmed reason. The wolf and its pack had fled from Two Dragons City on the northwest side of East Lake City, having been starved for a long while.


    The soldiers they had killed two days prior had barely sufficed to sate their hunger. Now, with living humans before them, there was no logic in avoiding battle.

 Chapter 24: You Have a Brain, But Not Much of It

    "Roar!" The Wolf King bellowed, and the surrounding dozen giant wolves surged forward aggressively.


    Chu Xuan stood motionless, casually ordering, "Keep the stronger wolves alive; kill the rest."


    Long, Hu, and the six corpse puppets received their commands in an instant. A fierce gleam flashed in their eyes as they fiercely lunged forward. In just a moment, the pack was routed. After all, most of them were not supernatural beings.


    But the corpse puppets crafted by Chu Xuan possessed innate magical abilities and were not of low standing. The weakest among them, whose innate magic was self-detonation, also possessed the prowess of a third-level corpse soldier.


    Together with Long and Hu, these ferocious corpses made light work of the wolf pack.


    In the blink of an eye, the mournful whines of the giant wolves were heard.


    Chu Xuan glanced over casually. He noted that the weaker wolves had all been slain.


    The four that were first-level supernatural beings had their limbs broken and were thrown to the ground.


    Long and Hu swiftly moved behind the Wolf King, trapping it in a pincer movement.


    The Wolf King was taken aback. The shift in the situation was too swift; it had thought the advantage lay with it.


    Yet, in an instant, it had gone from being the encircler to the encircled.


    "Roar!" The Wolf King roared furiously, stomping the ground and charging directly at Chu Xuan.


    It had encountered superhumans in Two Dragons City who excelled in controlling supernatural creatures, but each one was physically weak. So, it ignored Long, Hu, and the other corpse puppets, focusing its attack on Chu Xuan.


    In its view, killing this human quickly was the key to breaking free. With its speed, the corpses would surely be unable to keep up¡ªafter all, how could two legs compare with its four?


    "You have a brain, but not much of it," Chu Xuan said with a light smile.


    This Wolf King had obviously realized that he controlled the corpse puppets. Eliminate him, and the corpses would fall apart.


    Regrettably, he was no frail summoner like those often depicted in novels¡ªmighty summoned beasts paired with a weak summoner.


    If he did not possess substantial strength, how could he possibly control the likes of Long and Hu?


    Chu Xuan remained where he was, utterly still. He could already see the Wolf King''s sharp fangs, the drool flowing, and the foul stench of its breath as it bore down upon him.


    Swoosh!


    A line of blood flashed by. In that moment, it seemed as though a giant club had fiercely struck the Wolf King''s head. They say wolves have a skull of copper and a backbone of tofu¡ªtheir most vulnerable part is the waist, and the hardest, the head. But with sufficient force, even a blow to the head could stun a wolf.


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    Thump.


    In an instant, the Wolf King was knocked unconscious, collapsing senseless to the ground. The battle had ended before it even began.


    Long observed everything, promptly shelving any mischievous thoughts and daring not to entertain any disrespect.


    "Carry them up, take them all back," Chu Xuan said casually.


    Roar!


    The corpse puppets bellowed in unison. They hoisted the wolf corpses and the unconscious giant wolves onto their shoulders, following behind Chu Xuan. Occasionally, they sneakily licked the wolf corpses, much like children stealthily tasting sweets behind their parents'' backs.


    On the way back to Haotai Hotel, Chu Xuan didn''t ride his flying sword. After all, with so many corpse puppets to manage, it indeed wasn''t feasible to use the flying sword to transport them.


    "This time returning to Mystic Azure Realm, if there''s a chance, I must exchange for a new flying magic tool," he mused. "Preferably a high-quality one."


    Chu Xuan noted this task in his mind as he strode back. With his party''s strength, they could freely stroll through the city without fear of zombie attacks.


    Indeed, perhaps it was the zombies that should be worried. After all, in Chu Xuan''s eyes, each zombie was a potential source of blood pearls. Should any enthusiastic zombies come their way, Chu Xuan would surely thank them tearfully for their gifts.


    ...


    At three in the afternoon that day, at the border between East Lake City and Two Dragons City.


    A van approached from afar and stopped where the pickup had broken down. Wang Gangjian, Wang Yong, Song Dayi, and Zhuang Qiang alighted from the vehicle. Zhuang Qiang, injured, was protectively encircled by the others. All four were extremely vigilant.


    Zhuang Qiang gazed at the pickup truck with a sorrowful expression.


    "My five comrades died right here. I watched helplessly as they were dragged away by the wolves. I must personally skin those beasts!"


    Wang Gangjian sighed softly. Before the zombie crisis erupted, he had served several years as a soldier in the Linjiang army, achieving the rank of sergeant, and commanding ten soldiers under him. He could empathize with Zhuang Qiang''s seething rage¡ªthe pain of watching his cheerful, playful comrades fall in battle was more than most could bear.


    "Take me to the edge of the forest; I can detect if any of those creatures are around," Zhuang Qiang said, taking a deep breath, his voice serious.


    The three men nodded and escorted him to the forest''s edge. Zhuang Qiang placed his hand on the surface of a tree and closed his eyes. He could communicate with only one tree at a time. Branches, leaves, and roots became his eyes and ears. He could sense the memories of this tree.


    In places where the soil was fertile and the climate moist, the relationship between a tree''s roots and its crown was almost one-to-one. That is to say, the roots spread as wide as the crown above. Thus, he could perceive everything within the reach of the roots clearly through the tree.


    "I hear heavy breathing, lots of it! It''s those wolves! But not now, it was a few hours ago, around noon. I also heard zombie roars, and intense fighting sounds, the battle ended quickly... I heard the death whimpers of giant wolves! And, human voices!"


    Zhuang Qiang''s use of his talent lasted only three minutes, yet he was drenched in sweat, his front and back soaked.


    Wang Gangjian and the others were astounded, "You mean, there was a battle here a few hours ago?"


    Wang Yong added, "A battle between humans and the wolf pack?"


    Zhuang Qiang nodded, "I''m certain it was a fight between humans and wolves, with zombies involved as well. The wolves likely suffered heavy losses."


    The three men exchanged surprised glances. Someone had actually taken on this wolf pack head-on and won!


    "The leading Wolf King, it''s a second-level supernatural being, right? There''s a second-level Superhuman in East Lake City who could match the Wolf King?" Wang Gangjian scratched his buzzcut, his face a picture of confusion. "I''ve been in East Lake City for so many years, how did I not know this?"


    "The wolves, having suffered heavy losses, probably won''t come out to hunt. We should search around here; we''ll definitely find the site of the battle," Wang Yong said earnestly.


    "Alright, let''s split up to search, but don''t go too far from each other. If you encounter danger, shout loudly," Wang Gangjian nodded.


    The four split into three groups. Wang Gangjian and Wang Yong each went solo, while Song Dayi stayed with Zhuang Qiang.


    They began their search and before long, they found the site of the battle.


    "My God¡­"


    The scene before them left them all stunned.

 Chapter 25: Foundation Establishment Path

    They saw towering trees shattered into fragments, their surfaces charred by flames. The ground was littered with flesh and fur from the giant wolves. The four men all wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost. The pack of giant wolves was formidable, such that even well-trained Linjiang army squads were no match for them.


    However, the carnage strewn about clearly demonstrated the ferocity of the battle. No fewer than five or six giant wolves could have caused such a splatter of flesh and blood.


    "It''s impossible, who could have killed them?" Zhuang Qiang muttered incredulously.


    Wang Gangjian thought for a moment. "Let''s continue searching around this center. If any wolves escaped, there should be traces."


    Wang Yong and the others nodded and resumed their search. However, despite a long search, they found no signs of any wolves escaping. There were no toppled trees, no mottled bloodstains¡ªnothing. What this implied was clear.


    Wang Yong swallowed hard, "All those giant wolves are dead, and their bodies have been taken away."


    Although Wang Gangjian and Song Dayi found it hard to believe, they nodded in agreement with his conclusion.


    "It looks like we''ve made a wasted trip," Song Dayi said, somewhat relieved. No fight meant no casualties. That was preferable to any alternative. Even as a first-level Superhuman, any injury could lead to infection. Now, without any doctors around, they could only rely on medicine for self-treatment. Who knew if they would survive?


    Wang Gangjian was still scratching his head.


    "Brother, what are you worried about?" Wang Yong asked.


    Wang Gangjian gave a wry smile, "Zhuang Qiang mentioned that the wolf pack''s leader is a second-level supernatural being. Besides, there are several first-level supernatural beings in the pack. That someone has the strength to take down such a group of giant wolves, what kind of power does he possess? A third-level Superhuman?"


    Zhuang Qiang immediately shook his head, "Impossible, third-level Superhumans are extremely rare. Without exception, they are all leaders and protectors of various organizations. They aim to break through to the fourth level and need a lot of manpower to collect Psionic cores. Why would a third-level Superhuman be wandering alone outside?"


    Wang Gangjian, Wang Yong, and Song Dayi thought it over¡ªit made sense. No third-level Superhuman would frivolously run about. Almost all of them stayed in their territories, employing every means to elevate themselves.


    Zhuang Qiang pondered for a moment before speaking, "Perhaps it''s just a second-level Superhuman but with an exceptionally powerful talent. After all, talents vary widely. Those with exceptionally strong talents can even help Superhumans fight above their level."


    Wang Gangjian sighed softly, "Regardless, we must be cautious. The Haotai Hotel is occupied by two high-level zombies, and now a mysterious second-level Superhuman has appeared¡­our days at Black Blade are becoming even tougher."


    The four men reboarded the van, speeding off as dusk had not yet fallen.


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    Chu Xuan leisurely made his way back here. Along the route, he had eliminated a number of zombies and refined quite a few blood pearls. Moreover, he browsed through numerous supermarkets and shops, scouting for any edible food. Eating instant noodles every day was becoming tedious, and a change in diet would certainly be welcome.


    However, Chu Xuan only managed to find some chocolate. He had learned that the zombie crisis on Blue Star had been raging for over five years. Few foods could withstand a five-year shelf life.


    "It seems if I want to enjoy delicious meals there, I might have to start growing my own vegetables," Chu Xuan mused.


    This was not a difficult task for him. All that was needed was to set up a Spirit Gathering Array to draw in the sparse Spiritual Qi from the surroundings. Even the most barren soil could be transformed into fertile land under such conditions. This land could then be termed a spirit field.


    Crops grown in a spirit field would develop unusually quickly, and the fruits they bore were exceptionally tasty. As for the laborious tasks of plowing, weeding, pest control, and harvesting, these could be entirely delegated to the corpse puppets. Although dim-witted, corpse puppets, once properly instructed, were far more suitable for such monotonous and repetitive labor than humans.


    No sooner said than done.


    There was a garden at the back of Haotai Hotel, and Chu Xuan ordered that all the flowers and plants be uprooted and the soil loosened. Only then did he set about arranging the Spirit Gathering Array.


    The Spiritual Qi on Blue Star was extremely weak, nowhere near comparable to that on Mystic Azure Realm. But even the slightest presence of Spiritual Qi could be harnessed by the Spirit Gathering Array. If necessary, spirit stones could be placed within the array to extract their Spiritual Qi and nourish the soil.


    By sunset, Chu Xuan had the spirit field ready. The field, spanning forty meters wide and thirty meters long, was divided into several sections, each planted with different spiritual plants.


    "Golden Pattern Rice, similar to regular rice but with a far superior taste. Dawn Wheat, akin to wheat but its long-term consumption can make the body lighter and more agile."


    "¡­"


    Chu Xuan, having selected various spiritual plants from his cultivation bag, handed them to the corpse puppets for sowing. Initially clumsy, the corpses soon grew proficient under his patient guidance.


    "Not bad at all," Chu Xuan nodded in approval. Then, he ascended on his sword to the rooftop.


    The Wolf King and the four giant wolves were securely bound. While the four wolves were still unconscious, the Wolf King was awake, its eye flickering with a brutal light, as if it wished it could tear Chu Xuan apart a thousand, ten thousand times.


    Chu Xuan completely disregarded such glares. As before, he took out a small knife and began to make incisions on the Wolf King. He started with the limb joints, then the abdomen, and finally the crown of the head. The flesh from these three areas varied, making them suitable for the growth of different spiritual plants.


    In the limb joints and the abdomen, Chu Xuan inserted seeds of the Soul-Nourishing Leaf and Crimson Blood Fruit. Closest to the brain, the crown of the head was ideal for the Life Soul Flower seeds.


    The Life Soul Flower was a primary ingredient for Foundation Establishment Blood Pills, while Soul-Nourishing Leaves and Crimson Blood Fruits were rare supplementary materials.


    With these three types of spiritual medicine secured, nearly all other necessary herbs could be purchased from reputable markets using spirit stones. His Foundation Establishment Blood Pill was nearly within reach.


    "My path to Foundation Establishment relies on you," Chu Xuan patted the Wolf King''s head and chuckled.


    The Wolf King could feel its vitality being sapped by the strange plants, but it was powerless, forced to watch its own life force ebb away.


    As for the four giant wolves, Chu Xuan applied the same procedure, implanting spiritual plants within them. However, since they were only first-level supernatural beings, he did not use particularly rare plants.


    After completing these tasks, Chu Xuan returned to the ground floor of the Haotai Hotel to set up more formations. First, he installed a Mist Array.


    This was a mid-tier Qi Refining stage formation. Its function was simple: to generate a mist that enveloped both the inside and outside of the array, covering a circular area with a diameter of about a hundred zhang (approximately 330 meters). This range was sufficient to encompass not only the Haotai Hotel but also some nearby residences and shops.


    Anyone who wandered into the Mist Array would find themselves disoriented, wandering aimlessly before being sent back to the entrance, perpetually unable to penetrate deeper into the formation.


    Next, he began to set up a Gathering Evil Array.

 Chapter 26: Return to Peace Market, Trouble Arrives

    The so-called Evil Qi is the malevolent and vile aura released upon the death of living beings. Righteous cultivators usually avoid it at all costs, while demonic cultivators often seek it out.


    For a demonic cultivator like Chu Xuan, Evil Qi has a wide array of uses: it can be infused into magical tools, employed in offense and defense, and even utilized in cultivation.


    Setting up the Gathering Evil Array at the Haotai Hotel served two purposes: to gather Evil Qi for his own use and to automatically repel intruders who tried to penetrate deeper into the Mist Array.


    It was midnight by the time Chu Xuan had both arrays properly arranged. With the Gathering Evil Array in place, along with the corpse puppets he had left behind, it would be difficult for anyone to infiltrate the Haotai Hotel. This secured his base of operations.


    "Could this place be considered my cave dwelling?" Chu Xuan suddenly chuckled. "Who would have thought that my cave dwelling wouldn''t be on Mystic Azure Realm but on a post-apocalyptic planet?"


    Moments later, he returned to the rooftop. He stored Long and Bao back in the Tower.


    "Hu, you will command the six corpse puppets and the two dogs. After I leave, guard the Haotai Hotel well. If you''re hungry, go out and hunt zombies, but don''t stir up trouble. Nod if you understand," Chu Xuan instructed.


    "Roar, roar!" Hu responded in a deep voice, nodding repeatedly. Its intelligence had grown significantly over time, now comparable to that of a seven or eight-year-old human child. It understood everything Chu Xuan said.


    Chu Xuan felt reassured about leaving Hu in charge. Hu was his first corpse puppet and the most stable and obedient.


    After one last look around, Chu Xuan retrieved the Blood Mirror from his storage bag. The mirror''s energy was fully charged and ready for use at any moment. He had only delayed his departure to ensure everything was properly set up.


    Chu Xuan gently touched the Blood Mirror, and it abruptly engulfed him. In an instant, his figure vanished from the rooftop.


    Hu growled softly, suddenly feeling a sense of loss. Its master had left, gone far away. Now, it was up to Hu to protect the master''s cave dwelling. It resolved that no evildoers would come near.


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    In Mystic Azure Realm, within a cavern, Chu Xuan''s figure appeared without warning. He surveyed his surroundings. The last time he departed, it was from this very cave, then occupied by a bear. Today, it remained unchanged.


    Sensing the area, Chu Xuan detected no presence of cultivators nearby. He retrieved the array flags set up previously and pushed aside the boulder blocking the cave entrance. Instantly, sunlight streamed in, the air clear and the breeze gentle. He took a deep breath, and the rich Spiritual Qi filled his lungs, refreshing his spirit.


    "I have three objectives this time," he mused. "First, to purchase a cauldron suitable for concocting Foundation Establishment Blood Pills. Second, to acquire the various spiritual herbs needed for the pills. Third, to purchase a high-quality flying magical tool."


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    Using a technique to alter his appearance, Chu Xuan headed towards the Peace Market nearby. Indeed, he was returning to Peace Market. Since the Divine Star Sect had already scoured the area once and raided the Wu family estate, they were unlikely to take further action against the Peace Market. Thus, it was safe.


    Once again, he arrived at the market square. The market was as usual, unaffected by the grand schemes of the major righteous sects. At most, it provided some extra gossip during meals.


    This time, Chu Xuan adopted the guise of a noble young man with a striking appearance. However, his slanted eyebrows and hawk-like nose gave him a sharp, intimidating aura. Clearly, he was not someone to be trifled with.


    As before, Chu Xuan didn''t rush to make his purchases but instead made his way to a teahouse within Peace Market. He chose his seat carefully¡ªnot only was it by the window, but it also offered a clear view of the square''s north and south entrances. This allowed him to notice any disturbances quickly.


    While sipping tea, Chu Xuan listened attentively to the conversations of other cultivators using a technique that enhanced his hearing. Soon, he had gathered information about the recent events.


    "Ten days," Chu Xuan smiled lightly. He had spent three months on Blue Star, but only ten days had passed on Mystic Azure Realm. To the cultivators here, it seemed he had advanced from the sixth to the ninth level of Qi Refining in a mere flick of the fingers.


    This rate of progression, even among peerless geniuses, would be envied and unmatched!


    "Hmm?"


    Chu Xuan''s brow suddenly raised, his eyes flicking to a corner where an old man and a young boy sat. Their faces were unfamiliar to him. Upon closer inspection, he noticed traces of disguise techniques. More importantly, he overheard their conversation.


    "...Senior Brother Wei, do you think Zhang Cheng will come? Is there a chance he has turned to the Divine Star Sect and become a traitor?"


    "That''s why we''re using disguises and waiting here instead of meeting him directly. We need to observe the surroundings first, don''t you get it?"


    "Oh, I understand."


    "It''s a quarter past noon now, our appointed time is at a quarter to one; he should be arriving soon. Stay close and follow my lead when the time comes."


    "Alright."


    In almost an instant, Chu Xuan guessed the identity of the two men. They were Qi Refining stage disciples from the Infinite Sect, Chen Ge and Wei Hua!


    As for Zhang Cheng, Chu Xuan remembered him too. Among the Qi Refining stage disciples, Zhang was a notorious broker, best known for selling second-hand magical tools passed down from senior disciples.


    Chu Xuan''s own flying sword was acquired through Zhang Cheng. Since it was second-hand, it was cheaper by ten to twenty percent.


    "The last time Divine Star Sect raided the Wu family estate, it seems they survived and are still alive. And now they appear in Peace Market... I get it, they are still hiding with the Wu family, which suggests that the Wu family isn''t wholly aligned with the Divine Star Sect."


    Chu Xuan tapped the tabletop lightly, sorting through his thoughts quietly and quickly organizing his reasoning.


    "Going to Zhang Cheng to buy items? That''s quite bold."


    Chu Xuan shook his head slightly. In times like these, anyone could turn traitor. Reconnecting with disciples separated from the Infinite Sect could lead not to the items needed but to an ambush by righteous cultivators!


    "I can''t stay in Peace Market any longer; I must leave immediately. Even if Zhang Cheng isn''t a traitor, he might still attract unwanted attention. If they get tangled up with me, it would be troublesome."


    Chu Xuan stood up immediately. His relationship with Chen Ge and Wei Hua was that of senior brothers, merely casual acquaintances rather than close friends. In unclear and potentially dangerous situations, the first priority was naturally to ensure his own safety.


    However, as Chu Xuan''s gaze swept past the window, he noticed a figure striding towards the entrance of Peace Market. The man carried a blood-stained package and emanated a fierce killing intent. Yet, his handsome face wore a warm smile, seemingly approachable. Two starkly contrasting temperaments manifested in one person.


    Chu Xuan sighed softly.


    Here it comes.


    Trouble had arrived, faster than he had anticipated.

 Chapter 27: Lend a Hand

    The young cultivator, carrying dual swords on his back and a perpetual smile on his face, was known for this demeanor only among the Qi Refining stage disciples of the Divine Star Sect. This was Ouyang Hao, ranked fourth among the inner disciples of the sect.


    In just five years since joining the sect, he had rapidly advanced to the eighth level of Qi Refining. What made him most notorious was his merciless stance against demonic cultivators; he killed them on sight without hesitation.


    After the Five Sects'' campaign against demons, three of the top ten inner disciples of the Infinite Sect had fallen to Ouyang Hao. Such was his reputation that the remaining disciples of the Infinite Sect would rather face a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator than encounter Ouyang Hao ¡ª with righteous cultivators, there might be a chance of survival, but Ouyang Hao was known for his lethal resolve.


    The Grand Elder of the Divine Star Sect had praised Ouyang Hao profusely, declaring that once Ouyang Hao achieved Foundation Establishment, he would take him as his direct disciple.


    Ouyang Hao was indeed a rising star within the Divine Star Sect, with even those ranked above him in the Qi Refining stage not entirely confident they could best him.


    His arrival at Peace Market was surely not for mundane shopping. Chu Xuan was not particularly worried about Ouyang Hao himself; with his current strength, defeating Ouyang Hao would not pose much difficulty.


    His concern was whether Ouyang Hao was accompanied by others, perhaps even a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator from the Divine Star Sect lurking in the background. That would complicate matters significantly.


    After considering his options, Chu Xuan decided to hold his ground and adapt to the situation as it evolved.


    Click, clack.


    Ouyang Hao made his way directly toward the teahouse. As a cultivator exited the teahouse and recognized him, he exclaimed in shock, "Ouyang Hao?!"


    Ouyang Hao raised an eyebrow at the man and smiled, "Do you realize you''ve just ruined everything?"


    Before the cultivator could respond, Ouyang Hao swiftly drew his sword. With a flash of his blade, the man''s legs were severed at the knees.


    "I don''t know if you''re associated with demonic cultivators, but I''ll spare your life for now. We''ll interrogate you later," Ouyang Hao declared, ignoring the man''s screams as he hastened into the teahouse.


    Inside, Chen Ge and Wei Hua, who had been anxiously awaiting Zhang Cheng''s arrival and were vigilantly monitoring their surroundings, caught the commotion at the entrance.


    "Ouyang Hao!" The two exchanged a look of alarm and promptly stood up, leaping out of a nearby window to escape the impending danger.


    Chu Xuan remained seated, motionless, continuing his tea in quiet repose. Within mere moments, Ouyang Hao ascended to the second floor of the teahouse. His gaze swept searchingly over each cultivator present.


    "What are you staring at?" An irate cultivator, unable to bear the scrutiny, barked sharply.


    Ouyang Hao, silent, drew his sword in response. A flash of the blade the cultivator''s right arm was severed cleanly at the shoulder. Amidst the disbelieving screams of the injured man, Ouyang Hao spoke coolly, "Ouyang Hao of the Divine Star Sect, pursuing the remnants of the Infinite Sect."


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    "Did anyone leave just now?" His sword now pointed ominously at the other shoulder of the man, as if indicating that a similar fate awaited the other limb should he remain uncooperative.


    "Yes! Two people jumped out the window and ran south!" the unfortunate cultivator cried out in terror.


    Frowning, Ouyang Hao dashed to the window. True enough, he saw two figures mounting their flying magical tools, making their escape. Without hesitation, Ouyang Hao hurled a flying sword into the air and mounted it, pursuing them swiftly.


    The cultivators inside the teahouse were shaken, their discussions buzzing with questions about who Ouyang Hao was to act so audaciously. Upon learning his identity, they collectively gasped, falling silent. This was the Divine Star Sect''s Qi Refining stage prodigy, almost assured of becoming a direct disciple of the Grand Elder. With such stature, who would dare provoke him?


    The cultivator whose arm had been cut off, grimacing in pain, quickly tried to stop his bleeding. It was a bitter pill to swallow, one he had no choice but to endure internally.


    Chu Xuan, observing all, remained seated, pondering the situation. "It appears Ouyang Hao is alone. What a ripe target..."


    After a brief contemplation, Chu Xuan mounted his own flying sword and stealthily followed.


    In the sky, three streaks of light chased each other. Chen Ge and Wei Hua, equipped with only mid-grade flying magical tools, were soon at a disadvantage.


    Ouyang Hao, as a favored genius of the Divine Star Sect, possessed superior magical equipment¡ªhis flying tool was of the highest quality, accentuating the disparity. Naturally, it didn''t take long for Ouyang Hao to catch up to the duo.


    "Scum of the Infinite Sect, meet your demise!"


    Ouyang Hao''s face maintained a warm smile, yet his tone was vicious. He brought his fingers together and thrust forward repeatedly.


    Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.


    Several spear-like Spirit Fingers shot forth. This was the renowned "Spirit Sword Finger," a mid-tier spell of the Qi Refining stage from the Divine Star Sect. Its advantages were low Spiritual Qi consumption, long attack distance, and rapid execution. The downside was its moderate power. However, it was most suitable for pursuit attacks. In an instant, the Spirit Sword Fingers surged forward like a torrential curtain of rain.


    The two opponents'' pupils constricted as they dodged with all their might, yet they could only evade some of the attacks. Their space to maneuver dwindled rapidly, soon leaving them no room to escape. They were forced to conjure a sinister, small shield behind them.


    This was the Mystic Nether Shield, a defensive spell essential for the Qi Refining stage disciples of the Infinite Sect. However, being merely at the fourth level of Qi Refining, how could they compare to the eighth level Ouyang Hao? The Mystic Nether Shield managed to block two Spirit Sword Fingers before shattering abruptly. The remaining Spirit Sword Fingers struck mercilessly, blasting their flying magic tool and splitting it in two, causing them to plummet towards the ground.


    Ouyang Hao pursued them without hesitation. Moments later, in a clearing within the forest,


    Ouyang Hao, looking at the pale-faced Chen Ge and Wei Hua, smiled. He casually threw a blood-stained bundle at them. A severed head rolled out from the bundle, the eyes of Zhang Cheng wide open in death.


    "I encountered this young man while on a mission. He really was stubborn, refusing to speak to the very end. I severed his limbs and threw him into an anthill to suffer the agony of thousands of bites until he finally spoke," Ouyang Hao stated indifferently.


    Upon witnessing Zhang Cheng''s ghastly death, Chen Ge and Wei Hua felt an overwhelming sense of despair.


    "You two are truly weak," sneered Ouyang Hao. "You couldn''t even handle a single move of my Spirit Sword Finger. Capturing you and taking you back to the sect wouldn''t even earn me much merit. It would be easier just to kill you."


    Smiling, Ouyang Hao drew the twin swords from his back. Suddenly, a gust of wind struck. His expression shifted slightly as he swiftly drew his sword and slashed behind him.


    Clang!


    A stone was abruptly sent flying.


    Approaching him was a cultivator with a face as fine as white jade, though his features were not gentle but rather sharp and piercing.


    The appearance of this pale-faced man momentarily stunned Chen Ge and Wei Hua. Could someone actually be coming to their rescue?


    "You seem somewhat capable. Which scum of the Infinite Sect are you?" Ouyang Hao scrutinized the newcomer, Chu Xuan, and inquired.


    He felt a hint of threat emanating from this pale-faced man, a clear sign of formidable strength.

 Chapter 28: Youve Got It Backwards!

    Chu Xuan replied with equanimity, "I go by the name Xu Ming and do not shy from it."


    Ouyang Hao offered a faint smile, "Xu Ming? Good, you shall become the twenty-fifth soul to fall beneath my sword!"


    Xu Ming?


    Chen Ge and Wei Hua exchanged a look of confusion. Xu Ming was still cultivating in the Wu family estate. How could he possibly be here? The person before them must be an Infinite Sect disciple, concealing his real name and assuming the alias of Xu Ming.


    "Are you still watching? Go," Chu Xuan chided them with a glance.


    Chen Ge and Wei Hua exchanged a deep look, then quickly supported each other and left.


    Ouyang Hao licked his lips, "You let my two prey escape. You''d better put up a good fight, or I''ll make you wish you were dead."


    With that, he suddenly swung his sword at Chu Xuan!


    Chu Xuan smiled lightly, "You''ve got it backward."


    He waved his hand, and Long and Bao suddenly appeared by his side, flanking Ouyang Hao from both sides. From the palm of his hand surged a fierce streak of crimson¡ªthe Blood Steel Wire!


    Ouyang Hao''s eyes flashed with disdain. Divine Star Sect sword cultivators specialized in sword qi. Qi Refining disciples cultivated Heavenly Star Sword Qi, which could cut through anything¡ªnothing was invincible against it.


    "To think you would use a mere gu insect to counter my sword qi, I have already slain three such fools," Ouyang Hao declared.


    His sword qi accelerated, seemingly about to sever the Blood Steel Wire in an instant. He disregarded the two corpse puppets closing in from either side; eliminating this foolhardy demonic cultivator with a single strike would spare him any further effort, and the puppets would perish as a consequence.


    However, the next moment, he felt his sword qi strike what seemed like steel.


    Clang!


    To his shock, his indomitable sword qi was effortlessly blocked by the Blood Steel Wire.


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly. After its transformation, the Blood Steel Wire was harder than most metals. The Blood Steel Wire could even withstand bullets¡ªfaster and more formidable than Ouyang Hao''s sword qi.


    Blocking Ouyang Hao''s sword qi was no daunting task. The Blood Steel Wire, far from being repelled, emitted a streak of bloody light and wrapped around Ouyang Hao''s wrists and ankles¡ªBlood Binding!


    Clang!


    Caught unawares, Ouyang Hao found his hands and feet momentarily bound. His anger was palpable. He had not anticipated that the gu insect would possess such innate magical prowess.


    At that moment, Long and Bao launched their attack from either side. Long opened its maw wide and unleashed a terrifying Corpse Howl. The sound struck Ouyang Hao like a sledgehammer to his soul, muddling his senses and scattering his thoughts.


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    Spurred by the Corpse Howl, Bao let out a ferocious roar and activated its Bloodthirst technique. Its claws relentlessly tore at Ouyang Hao, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of gory gashes were rended across his body. Blood spurted wildly, and flesh flew in disarray.


    Long, with a firm grip on its bone spear, thrust it forward. The spear pierced straight through the heart.


    Ouyang Hao''s eyes bulged in utter shock. He had not foreseen such an abrupt end to the battle. His underestimation of the gu''s resilience had swiftly led to his entrapment and a swift, merciless death. He had no chance to retaliate, no opportunity to utter any last words.


    Life drained from him like water flowing from a broken vessel, and the cold embrace of death quickly consumed him.


    Chu Xuan gestured, recalling Long and Bao back into the Corpse Nurturing Tower. He gazed down at Ouyang Hao''s corpse, shaking his head. The man had been strong, yet his arrogance had been his downfall. Without any knowledge of his opponent''s capabilities, he had left himself completely unguarded against the corpse puppets attacking from either side, foolishly believing his sword qi could achieve a swift kill.


    "Is this what they call a genius?" Chu Xuan chuckled softly and casually scooped up Ouyang Hao''s body into his storage bag. The body of a Qi Refining eighth level cultivator was a valuable resource¡ªperfect for refining blood beads or feeding to his corpse puppets.


    With that, he swiftly departed from the scene.


    ...


    At the Wu family estate, Chen Ge and Wei Hua returned to their usual residence through a side gate, finally letting out sighs of relief. Liu Zhengxiong was in the courtyard, discussing cultivation challenges with Xu Ming, Bai Feng, and others. Seeing the grim expressions on Chen Ge and Wei Hua''s faces, he guessed something was amiss and promptly inquired about their ordeal.


    Chen Ge and Wei Hua did not conceal any details, recounting the events that had unfolded. Liu Zhengxiong''s brow furrowed deeply.


    Xu Ming, taken aback, exclaimed, "That person claimed to be me? Could it be one of our Infinite Sect disciples?"


    Wei Hua nodded affirmatively, "It''s very likely, and he seemed quite confident, showing no fear even against Ouyang Hao."


    Xu Ming shook his head subconsciously, "Impossible. The top ten inner disciples are either dead or have defected; none could match Ouyang Hao."


    "How odd that someone would dare to rescue you," Liu Zhengxiong remarked, his face showing a keen interest. "Regardless, this person is most likely a disciple of our Infinite Sect. It''s surprising that such a disciple was overlooked. If he dared to confront Ouyang Hao, his strength must be considerable."


    Liu Zhengxiong paced back and forth, clearly pleased.


    Xu Ming, somewhat envious, commented, "Who knows? Maybe he just got carried away in the heat of the moment."


    Wei Hua scoffed, "If it were you, would you get carried away and save us? I doubt it; you''d probably have run away at the first chance."


    Xu Ming''s face turned red with embarrassment, but he found himself unable to refute.


    After pondering for a moment, Liu Zhengxiong said, "Where did Ouyang Hao catch up to you? Take me there immediately. We cannot let anything happen to such a disciple."


    Chen Ge and Wei Hua immediately nodded in agreement. Moments later, the trio arrived at the clearing in the woods. The area was deserted, indicating that the battle had clearly concluded long ago.


    "Could the fight have moved to another location?" Chen Ge scratched his head. Liu Zhengxiong shook his head, pointing at the bloodstains, fragments of flesh, and pieces of robes on the ground.


    "The battle has ended; these robe fragments belong to a Divine Star Sect Qi Refining stage disciple. The blood and flesh were likely left by Ouyang Hao. There''s a dense Yin Qi in the air, likely from summoning corpse puppets to fight."


    Liu Zhengxiong thought for a long time, "Ouyang Hao likely escaped with severe injuries."


    Chen Ge and Wei Hua exchanged looks of surprise that the cultivator could have inflicted such damage on Ouyang Hao¡ªwhat kind of power must he possess!


    "Ouyang Hao''s injuries will certainly prompt the Divine Star Sect to conduct another round of searches in this area. Stay indoors these next few days and remain within the estate," Liu Zhengxiong instructed sternly.


    "Yes, we will heed Uncle Master''s teachings," Chen Ge and Wei Hua nodded.


    "And what about you, Uncle Master?" Wei Hua inquired.


    Liu Zhengxiong replied earnestly, "That disciple must still be near Peace Market, and being alone, he is undoubtedly in grave danger. I must find him."


    Chen Ge and Wei Hua felt a surge of admiration; they had chosen to follow Liu Zhengxiong because of his humanity. They had not expected that even for a disciple whose name they did not know, Liu Zhengxiong would be willing to risk so much.

 Chapter 29: Heavenly Star Flying Sword

    Chu Xuan returned to the cave that had been his previous abode. He moved a large rock back in place to seal the entrance and set up various arrays before opening Ouyang Hao''s storage bag. A cursory glance nearly blinded him with its brilliance¡ªindeed befitting a prodigy cherished by the Grand Elder of the Divine Star Sect!


    The contents of the bag were dazzling. The first thing that caught his eye was a small mountain of small spiritual stones. A rough count revealed there were at least a thousand. Beside these were numerous medium spiritual stones, adding up to over twenty.


    Apart from these spiritual stones, there were several tomes kept in jade boxes, all scriptures and magical techniques of the Divine Star Sect, albeit solely for sword cultivation. Chu Xuan flipped through them briefly without much interest.


    Also in the bag were two magical tools. The first was the flying sword that Ouyang Hao had wielded. Named the "Heavenly Star Flying Sword," it was a high-grade flying magical tool capable of covering a thousand li in an hour, consuming only one small spiritual stone for three thousand li, and capable of increasing speed for short bursts by consuming more stones.


    (In the Cultivation World perspective, I would use ancient Chinese units. 1 li = 0.5 kilometer. 1 zhang = 3 meters.)


    In contrast, Chu Xuan''s own flying tool could only cover three hundred li in an hour, consuming a small spiritual stone for every thousand li without any acceleration feature. The comparison left his own tool utterly outclassed.


    The second item was a golden wooden shield. Despite being made of wood, it felt exceptionally hard to the touch. This tool, named the "Golden Wood Shield," was crafted from vajra wood and was also a superior-grade magical tool. Its defensive capabilities ranked among the top of all superior defensive magical tools. These two items perfectly filled the gaps in Chu Xuan''s current arsenal.


    "Is that a Foundation Establishment Pill?" Chu Xuan continued to search and was astonished to find a Foundation Establishment Pill in a corner of the storage bag. He was surprised¡ªgiven Ouyang Hao''s financial capabilities, he should not have been able to afford such a pill. The origin of the pill was thus clear; it must have been bestowed by the Grand Elder of the Divine Star Sect for Ouyang Hao''s future breakthrough.


    "It seems the Grand Elder indeed highly valued Ouyang Hao," Chu Xuan mused with a smile. Nobody knew that he was the one who had slain Ouyang Hao. Even if the Grand Elder was enraged and wished to tear the murderer apart, he would find no trail leading to Chu Xuan.


    "However, a single Foundation Establishment Pill is probably not enough to liquefy my Spiritual Qi and help me step into the Foundation Establishment stage," Chu Xuan reflected. "A Foundation Establishment Blood Pill is still necessary." He did not consider himself to possess the exceptional aptitude required to step into the Foundation Establishment stage with just one pill.


    "Let''s refine these immediately, converting them into my own combat strength," he decided. He secured the Foundation Establishment Pill and extracted the Heavenly Star Flying Sword and Golden Wood Shield from the bag. Both items bore Ouyang Hao''s essence blood imprint, a mark made by sacrificing one''s essence blood to embed a personal trace into a magic tool, ensuring it could not be easily taken by others during battle.


    Better than an essence blood imprint was a soul blood imprint, which involved both the soul and essence blood, but that was a technique only accessible at the Foundation Establishment stage. At his current level, Chu Xuan could only use the essence blood imprint.


    He pressed his fingers against the surface of the Heavenly Star Flying Sword, injecting a wisp of Spiritual Qi to locate the essence blood imprint within. His Spiritual Qi eradicated it. Within about a quarter of an hour, he had completely erased Ouyang Hao''s remaining essence blood imprint. Now truly ownerless, the Heavenly Star Flying Sword was ready for his use.


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    Chu Xuan tapped his chest, drawing out a drop of his own essence blood, and let it fall on the sword''s surface, beginning the refinement process. The process took three hours in the utter darkness of the cave, Chu Xuan''s eyes gleaming with sharp vitality.


    Success!


    He felt a tight connection to the Heavenly Star Flying Sword. He proceeded to similarly refine the Golden Wood Shield. After consecutively erasing essence blood imprints and forcing out his own essence blood to refine two superior-grade magical tools, Chu Xuan felt somewhat exhausted. He immediately began meditating to rest.


    After a whole night, he slowly awakened, and his spirits rejuvenated. "News of Ouyang Hao''s death probably hasn''t spread yet. While the Divine Star Sect hasn''t noticed, I should quickly return to Peace Market and make the necessary purchases."


    Chu Xuan hastened towards the Peace Market. This time, he disguised himself again, taking on the appearance of a gaunt man with deeply sunken eyes¡ªa look that suggested excessive consumption of medicinal pills and a body laden with residual poison.


    As he walked past various stalls set by itinerant cultivators, intending to buy spiritual herbs from the Hundred Herbs Pavilion, he noticed a stall that seemed amiss. Astonishingly, it displayed several Qi Refining stage scriptures from the Infinite Sect, including the "Blood Spirit Technique" he practiced. Additionally, most of the materials needed to concoct the Foundation Establishment Blood Pill were also somewhat available there.


    Chu Xuan immediately sensed something was off. With the Infinite Sect fallen, who could possibly offer so many spiritual herbs at once?


    It must be a trap, perhaps set by orthodox cultivators fishing for prey. Should he bite, his life might well be forfeit.


    Without betraying his suspicions, Chu Xuan quietly walked away.


    However, the white-haired stall owner suddenly spoke up, "Fellow Daoist, these are all top-quality goods; won''t you buy something?"


    Chu Xuan''s internal alarm intensified, "No, thank you."


    The stall owner chuckled strangely, "What about the ''Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture''? Don''t you want to buy that either?"


    Chu Xuan started, turning sharply to look at the stall owner.


    This voice didn''t come through his ears¡ªit had resonated directly in his mind! This was a telepathic message!


    Telepathy was a technique that only Foundation Establishment stage cultivators could employ, allowing private communication that only the parties involved could hear. Unless someone far surpassed their cultivation levels, no one could intercept their conversation.


    The mention of the "Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture" was even more significant. It was a Foundation Establishment stage technique of the Infinite Sect. The "Blood Spirit Technique" and two other Qi Refining stage techniques were actually preliminary techniques to the "Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture."


    "Uncle Master Liu?" Chu Xuan instantly guessed the identity of the speaker. A Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, knowledgeable about the formula for the Foundation Establishment Pill, and in possession of Infinite Sect''s Foundation Establishment stage techniques¡ªit could only be Liu Zhengxiong.


    The white-haired stall owner smiled, "Follow me." He gestured with his hand, storing the items in a storage ring, and then walked unhurriedly towards the exit of Peace Market. Chu Xuan hesitated but still followed.


    Moments later, the two of them, like any other cultivators, walked out of Peace Market. Only when they reached a secluded area did Liu Zhengxiong stop.


    "Are you Xiong Zhengxing or Liu Jinpeng?" he asked quietly.


    Chu Xuan could not help but smile wryly. These two were respectively the twelfth and thirteenth ranked disciples within the inner gate of the Infinite Sect, formidable rivals during his struggle to secure the tenth position in the inner gate. However, by now, they had vanished without a trace, likely dead in some forgotten corner.


    Chu Xuan bowed respectfully, "Chu Xuan, at your service, Uncle Master Liu."


    Liu Zhengxiong, hearing this name, was quite astonished, "Chu Xuan? The tenth-ranked Chu Xuan of the inner gate? I would never have imagined that the person who saved Chen Ge and Wei Hua and defeated Ouyang Hao could be you."


    Chu Xuan chuckled lightly without offering an explanation. During the destruction of the Infinite Sect, he was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. It was his extensive knowledge in gu insects and poison techniques that had secured his place as the tenth inner gate disciple. It was no wonder Liu Zhengxiong hadn''t guessed it was him.

 Chapter 30: Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture

    Liu Zhengxiong appraised Chu Xuan as if seeing this Qi Refining stage junior for the first time.


    "What realm have you reached by now? At least the eighth level of Qi Refining, right? I remember, back when the Infinite Sect was still standing, you were at the fourth level. I didn''t expect such significant progress," he said, his smile genuine.


    Chu Xuan nodded, though he did not admit that he had actually reached the ninth level of Qi Refining. If Liu Zhengxiong thought he was at the eighth level, then so be it. Keeping some of his strength hidden was never a bad idea.


    "Very good! Among the Qi Refining stage disciples, you have the highest realm!" Liu Zhengxiong''s joy deepened. "Come with me to the Wu family estate, I will support you fully in your effort to reach the Foundation Establishment stage!"


    Chu Xuan immediately shook his head. What a joke. He had to travel to the Blue Star periodically; how could he be around Infinite Sect disciples all the time?


    Constant contact with others would inevitably lead to the discovery of his secrets. His ability to freely travel between the Mystic Azure Realm and the Blue Star was his most crucial ace, which he could not afford to reveal to anyone.


    Liu Zhengxiong was taken aback. He had offered such substantial support, yet Chu Xuan had declined? His expression turned slightly sour.


    Chu Xuan quickly explained, "Uncle Master Liu, I am confident in my ability to concoct the Foundation Establishment Blood Pill and advance to the Foundation Establishment stage on my own. But if you were to expend resources to aid me in advancing, it might cause discontent among the other senior brothers and disciples. The Infinite Sect has fallen, and those of us who remain should work together in harmony. It would not be right to disrupt the unity of the sect''s disciples for my sake alone."


    Liu Zhengxiong''s eyes widened, touched by the sentiment. What a fine prospect! Strong-willed, independent, powerful, and considerate of others. How had he not noticed such a disciple before?


    If it were the old days, when the Infinite Sect was still flourishing, he would have surely asked his own master to invest heavily in Chu Xuan''s cultivation. Resources would have been poured into helping him reach the Foundation Establishment stage swiftly. In doing so, the Infinite Sect''s core Foundation Establishment stage strength would have been bolstered. But now, such support was difficult, all too difficult.


    As Chu Xuan had mentioned, the demonic cultivators were now weak, and resources were limited. Distributing all to Chu Xuan would naturally diminish the cultivation resources available to other disciples. People do not complain about scarcity as much as they complain about inequality. Favoring one person with resources over time would inevitably lead to discord and fragmentation among the disciples, which would be harmful in the long run.


    "You..." Liu Zhengxiong struggled to find words.


    Chu Xuan bowed again, "I wish to rely on my own abilities, please do not mention it further, Uncle Master."


    Liu Zhengxiong sighed deeply, "If the sect were still in its prime, I would never stand by and watch such a talent be neglected."


    Chu Xuan felt relieved. Liu Zhengxiong''s words meant that he would no longer insist on him staying with the other Infinite Sect disciples.


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    Chu Xuan then said, "However, I indeed need the subsequent techniques; may I know what price Uncle Master desires for the ''Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture''?"


    Liu Zhengxiong chuckled, "No need to talk about the price, I have already transcribed several copies of the ''Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture'' and can give one to you directly. However, I still need to consider the needs of the sect''s disciples... do you have any blood beads? One hundred blood beads, and the transcribed ''Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture'' is yours."


    Chu Xuan was greatly moved. The ''Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture'' was a Foundation Establishment stage technique, and even a transcribed copy would require a thousand sect contribution points to exchange¡ªequivalent to at least two thousand five hundred small spiritual stones.


    One hundred blood beads amounted to only two to three hundred small spiritual stones. Liu Zhengxiong had deeply discounted the price of the technique, almost giving it away.


    However, even with one hundred blood beads, Chu Xuan did not immediately produce them. He possessed them, but showing his hand too readily was unwise. After all, one must always guard against revealing too much, as human intentions can be hard to predict.


    Chu Xuan looked troubled, "Uncle Master, I only have just over fifty blood beads; can I make up the rest with spiritual stones?"


    Liu Zhengxiong waved his hand, "Fifty is also fine; I don''t really need them. They''re mainly for the cultivation use of Qi Refining stage disciples."


    Chu Xuan nodded and handed over the items. Liu Zhengxiong took out the transcribed Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture and handed it to Chu Xuan.


    "Go now," Liu Zhengxiong said solemnly, "With Ouyang Hao having escaped severely injured, the Divine Star Sect will surely start a new sweep near Peace Market. Take care, and if you really can''t hold out, come find me at the Wu family estate."


    Chu Xuan paused. Ouyang Hao had escaped injured? The man''s body was lying quietly in his storage bag. Chu Xuan didn''t correct him but simply nodded. Then, the two parted ways.


    At the Wu family estate, Liu Zhengxiong removed his disguise, his expression wistful. Such a promising young cultivator, yet he couldn''t keep him close for guidance. As Liu Zhengxiong returned, disciples like Chen Ge, Wei Hua, Xu Ming, and Bai Feng gathered around him eagerly.


    "Uncle Master, did you find that disciple?" Xu Ming asked hastily.


    Liu Zhengxiong smiled, "I did."


    "Who is it?" everyone asked curiously.


    Liu Zhengxiong glanced oddly at Xu Ming, "You know him."


    Xu Ming was taken aback, "I do?"


    Chen Ge, Wei Hua, Bai Feng, and the others were puzzled.


    Liu Zhengxiong laughed heartily, "I won''t keep you in suspense any longer¡ªit''s Chu Xuan. He''s now reached the eighth level of Qi Refining."


    Upon hearing this, Xu Ming''s eyes widened, and he was speechless for a long time. He had been training harder than ever, still struggling just to reach the sixth level of Qi Refining. And Chu Xuan, whom he had considered of mediocre talent, had reached the eighth level? Impossible!


    Chen Ge, Wei Hua, Bai Feng, and the others were also stunned. They couldn''t fathom how Chu Xuan''s cultivation could have advanced so dramatically. The Infinite Sect had fallen less than a year ago, and yet Chu Xuan had soared to the eighth level of Qi Refining?


    Suddenly, Chen Ge recalled something and hesitantly said, "Last time we saw those three dead Divine Star Sect disciples, could it have been Senior Brother Chu who killed them?"


    Liu Zhengxiong raised an eyebrow, "That''s very possible. With the capabilities of the eighth level of Qi Refining, he could have swiftly eliminated those three if he caught them off guard."


    Chen Ge exclaimed with joy, "Xu Ming, it''s like Senior Brother Chu saved our lives!"


    Xu Ming''s face darkened. He had always believed that with hard work, he could surpass Chu Xuan. Hence, he hadn''t regarded Chu Xuan as very formidable. Now reality had slapped him hard. Chu Xuan was not only formidable, but he had far surpassed him!


    Wei Hua, Bai Feng, and the others expressed their envy, "Senior Brother Chu must have had some incredible fortune to advance so rapidly. We''re really envious of him."


    Liu Zhengxiong pulled out a storage ring, "Here are fifty blood beads; you guys split them evenly."


    "This is also a resource that Chu Xuan brought," he added.


    Chen Ge and the others excitedly accepted the blood beads.


    "You don''t want any?" Wei Hua asked Xu Ming curiously.


    "I..." Xu Ming looked at the bright red blood beads, feeling a lump in his throat.


    "If you don''t want them, we''ll just divide them up, and each of us will get one more," Chen Ge chuckled mischievously.


    "I''ll take them!" Xu Ming said through gritted teeth, snatching the blood beads.

 Chapter 31: Selfless Chu Xuan

    Liu Zhenxiong remained noncommittal towards Xu Ming''s demeanor. It was normal for there to be minor friction among disciples, and he had no desire to waste time on such trivial matters.


    "Ouyang Hao was injured and repelled by Chu Xuan. Once again, the Divine Star Sect will undoubtedly conduct a thorough investigation of the Peace Market and its vicinity. During this period, you all must hide well. Without my orders, stay in the secret chambers and do not come out," Liu Zhenxiong commanded sternly.


    "Yes," the disciples nodded in agreement.


    ...


    Ten days later.


    As expected, cultivators from the Divine Star Sect arrived at the Peace Market to investigate Ouyang Hao''s whereabouts. The group was notably large, including three Foundation Establishment stage elders and more than ten Qi Refining stage disciples.


    These cultivators turned Peace Market and the surrounding area upside down. Even the local cultivators dared not venture onto the streets, fearing the wrath of the Divine Star Sect cultivators.


    The investigation continued for three days. Even Wu Teng, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator from the Wu family, was brought in for questioning. However, despite their efforts, they discovered little substance and left in a huff.


    Wu Teng returned to the Wu family estate and immediately sought out Liu Zhenxiong.


    Liu Zhenxiong was puzzled. "Brother Wu, it was just Ouyang Hao getting injured. Yet, the Divine Star Sect spent three full days investigating here."


    "Injured? He''s missing! It''s as if he''s dead. Which disciple from your Infinite Sect was responsible for this?" Wu Teng responded irritably. "To think someone dared to kill a person favored by the great elder of the Divine Star Sect?"


    "Missing?" Liu Zhenxiong exclaimed in surprise.


    Wu Teng sighed, "If it weren''t for Ouyang Hao''s disappearance, would they have dispatched three Foundation Establishment stage elders and over a dozen Qi Refining stage disciples to investigate? If not for my extensive experience, the Wu family estate might have been turned inside out."


    Liu Zhenxiong scratched his head, perplexed. This was not as he had imagined. He had always thought that Chu Xuan had merely injured Ouyang Hao, who, knowing he was no match, had fled. But now, it seemed that was not the case.


    Chu Xuan had outright killed Ouyang Hao and even taken his body!


    This revelation made him realize he had underestimated Chu Xuan. Chu Xuan''s true realm might very well be the ninth level of Qi Refining!


    "Brother Liu, I can''t handle this much longer. You must inform your disciples not to cause any more trouble. I have always served as a secret informant for the Infinite Sect, passing on information about the Divine Star Sect. I cannot withstand their repeated investigations. If it comes to it, you''ll have to leave and find another place," Wu Teng said helplessly.


    Liu Zhenxiong nodded repeatedly, "Alright, Brother Wu, rest assured, I will certainly speak to them."


    He returned to the courtyard where he resided and overheard Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and others discussing in low voices.


    "Ouyang Hao is dead!"


    "It''s said that he disappeared, not died."


    "What''s the difference between missing and dead? Didn''t the Divine Star Sect dispatch three Foundation Establishment stage cultivators to investigate?"


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    "Who killed Ouyang Hao, could it possibly be Senior Brother Chu Xuan?"


    Seeing Liu Zhenxiong return, several disciples quickly rose to greet him.


    Liu Zhenxiong sighed lightly, "You all know already?"


    Chen Ge nodded, "The news is buzzing everywhere. Even though we stayed within the estate, we learned of it from the servants of the Wu family."


    Liu Zhenxiong smiled helplessly, "It seems Ouyang Hao is indeed dead. It appears I still underestimated Chu Xuan''s strength; he must have been the one who killed Ouyang Hao and even took his body away."


    Wei Hua, Bai Feng, and the others'' eyes widened in shock. Chu Xuan''s stature in their hearts instantly soared, nearly reaching the same level as Liu Zhenxiong.


    Ouyang Hao had slain so many Qi Refining stage disciples of the Infinite Sect. They harbored both hatred and fear towards Ouyang Hao. Now that Chu Xuan had avenged those fallen disciples, their hearts swelled with joy, a most natural reaction.


    Xu Ming''s expression, however, was less than pleased. He felt the gap between himself and Chu Xuan widening further.


    Unable to contain himself, Chen Ge asked, "Uncle Master Liu, why not ask Senior Brother Chu to join us too? Having him with us would surely be reassuring."


    Liu Zhenxiong replied helplessly, "I wish I could, but he refused. Now, I regret not insisting more firmly on him staying."


    "Ah?" Chen Ge and the others were shocked. Chu Xuan was too audacious. Even a personal invitation from Liu Zhenxiong was declined?


    Liu Zhenxiong continued, "Chu Xuan knows that resources are scarce. If I were to favor him with more cultivation resources, it would inevitably lead to discord among the disciples. So, he simply chose not to join, intending to rely on his own strength to attempt the Foundation Establishment stage."


    At these words, Chen Ge, Wei Hua, Bai Feng, and the others fell silent, even moved by his decision.


    Chu Xuan! Senior Brother Chu! How selflessly he acts!


    Xu Ming''s face flushed with shame. He had once viewed Chu Xuan with such hostility, yet Chu Xuan had been considering their well-being all along.


    "More words are of no use; you should focus on your cultivation. I still need to continue investigating the whereabouts of our two elder ancestors," Liu Zhenxiong sighed.


    The disciples nodded in agreement. The Golden Core period ancestors of the Infinite Sect had met various fates¡ªsome had died in battle, some had surrendered, but two had escaped.


    Liu Zhenxiong had never ceased in his efforts to track them down. If they could find these Golden Core ancestors, their safety would be far more secure. If necessary, they would quietly leave Yu Country and find a remote place to re-establish the Infinite Sect. As long as a Golden Core ancestor was with them, there was still hope.


    Within the cave, Chu Xuan exhaled a turbid breath and opened his eyes. The blood beads he had brought with him were nearly completely assimilated. He could feel his dantian was incredibly swollen, having reached its limit.


    Yet, despite this, there was still no sign of the Spiritual Qi liquefying¡ªa clear indicator that he was not an exceptional genius. Without consuming a Foundation Establishment Pill, it would be challenging to truly make that leap.


    "Everything is in hand; it''s time to leave," Chu Xuan murmured as he organized the spiritual medicines in his storage bag with a slight nod. He had not acquired these medicines from Peace Market.


    For caution''s sake, he had used his flying sword to travel to a farther place, purchasing them in another market frequented by solitary cultivators. He even refrained from using the more powerful Divine Star Flying Sword, opting instead for the lower-grade one he had before.


    Chu Xuan took out the Blood Mirror. The mirror''s surface rippled with spiritual light, reflecting the scenes of the Blue Star. He connected his mind to it, and his body was immediately absorbed.


    The world spun around him, the scenery shifting in bizarre and peculiar ways. When clarity returned, he found himself standing on the rooftop of the Haotai Hotel.


    "Roar!" Hardly had he steadied himself when an excited growl echoed from nearby.


    Swoosh!


    Hu rushed over in a swift stride and knelt before him like an affectionate puppy.


    Chu Xuan smiled and patted his head, "How have things been during my absence?" After a brief mental exchange with Hu, he nodded in satisfaction. Excellent.


    Four months had passed on Blue Star. Throughout this time, no one dared approach the Haotai Hotel. Hu had remained diligently on guard, venturing out only at set times to forage, never straying from the hotel.


    During these four months of foraging, Hu had successfully advanced to a level eight corpse soldier. The six ordinary corpse soldiers and two dogs he led had shown significant growth. The medicinal garden behind the hotel thrived, and the various spiritual plants flourished. Some of the plants could already be used in medicine, provided the age requirement was not too strict.


    Of course, Chu Xuan''s primary focus was still on the Life Soul Flower. He approached the Wolf King, who was on the brink of death, its body emaciated. Yet, because Hu fed it a piece of zombie flesh daily, it clung to life.


    "Not bad, it''s about to bloom!" Chu Xuan expressed his delight.

 Chapter 32: A Proper Alchemist!

    A day later, Chu Xuan was deep in spell cultivation when he suddenly smelled an intoxicating fragrance. This aroma could nearly bewitch all living beings on earth, not through physical effect but by enchanting the soul itself.


    Chu Xuan''s face brightened with delight, and he quickly used his Spiritual Qi to block his nose and mouth, turning his gaze towards the Wolf King. As expected, the previously budding Life Soul Flower had now burst into full bloom!


    The Wolf King, who had been barely clinging to life for over four months, died at that moment. Its soul and vitality were completely usurped by the plant growing from its body.


    The Life Soul Flower was unremarkable in appearance. It lacked large petals and looked no different from many common wildflowers. Were it not for its soul-entrancing fragrance, it would likely be indistinguishable from any wildflower.


    "One, two, three... six petals!" Chu Xuan counted carefully three times, astonished. A Life Soul Flower usually grew at least two petals, but it was rare to see more than four. Even during the zenith of the Infinite Sect, when they cultivated these flowers in large numbers, they usually had around four petals. His luck was extraordinary to have cultivated a six-petaled Life Soul Flower!


    "It''s likely related to the virtue accumulated through my actions," Chu Xuan mused. Indeed, having virtue was beneficial. Such fortuitous occurrences could be influenced by the intangible virtue one possessed.


    Chu Xuan carefully took out a small jade scissors, meticulously snipping the Life Soul Flower at the stem and storing it in a jade box. With this, a great weight was lifted from his heart.


    The Life Soul Flower is a Foundation Establishment stage of spiritual medicine. This single flower, with its six petals, could be processed into the elixir for three Foundation Establishment Blood Pills. For many Qi Refining stage solitary cultivators of mediocre talent, this flower represented a stepping stone to the Foundation Establishment stage¡ªan opportunity no one would want to miss.


    Even during the peak times of the Infinite Sect, when Life Soul Flowers were cultivated in large quantities, their price remained exorbitantly high. If placed in the current market of Peace Market, this Life Soul Flower could likely fetch tens of thousands of small spiritual stones!


    Having secured the most important ingredient, Chu Xuan quickly began processing the auxiliary materials. Some spiritual medicines needed to be dried to remove all moisture. Others had to be crushed into powder to maximize their effect. For some, the stems and outer shells were unusable, and only the extracted juices could be utilized.


    Chu Xuan had these steps memorized by heart. In less than an hour, he had all the auxiliary materials prepared.


    Finally, with solemnity, he took a pill furnace out from his storage bag.


    This furnace is called the Hundred Herbs Furnace, which he had purchased from another market town. The Hundred Herbs Furnace is merely a mid-grade magic tool.


    Typically, mid-grade magic tools are not very expensive, costing around two hundred small spiritual stones. However, the crafting of a pill furnace differs entirely from that of ordinary magic tools, thus demanding a higher price. This Hundred Herbs Furnace had cost him nearly four hundred small spiritual stones.


    "Begin pill concoction!" Chu Xuan rubbed his fingers together, ignited the spiritual wood with flames, and heated the furnace. For his first attempt at pill concoction, he did not start with the Foundation Establishment Blood Pill but chose a Qi Refining stage pill to practice with.


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    Rejuvenation Pill. Consuming this pill accelerates wound healing and is useful in many situations. At the Foundation Establishment stage, cultivators could take the Greater Rejuvenation Pill, which has an even better healing effect. However, many Foundation Establishment cultivators find the Greater Rejuvenation Pill too expensive and prefer to use the Rejuvenation Pill for healing. Practicing with the Rejuvenation Pill was most fitting for Chu Xuan.


    Once the Hundred Herbs Furnace was sufficiently heated, he placed the three types of spiritual medicines required for the Rejuvenation Pill inside. Midway through the process, the flames suddenly diminished, causing the pill liquid to solidify prematurely.


    Although Chu Xuan tried his best to salvage it, the pill liquid ultimately solidified into an awkward lump. Such a semi-finished product had weak medicinal strength and was rich in pill toxins.


    Chu Xuan didn''t mind; it was his first attempt at a pill concoction, and failure was inevitable. He cleaned the furnace and restarted the process. The second furnace still ended in failure. But then the third and fourth attempts.


    Chu Xuan''s speed and skill in producing Rejuvenation Pills improved with each attempt. Another cultivator might have felt frustrated and given up after one or two failures, but Chu Xuan was well-prepared mentally. He had prepared materials for forty batches of Rejuvenation Pills!


    By the sixth furnace, Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up.


    Success!


    Although the Rejuvenation Pills were somewhat uneven and not aesthetically pleasing, they were clearly successful. A flash of insight sparked in Chu Xuan''s mind. He immediately grasped that fleeting insight and eagerly continued his pill concoction.


    The seventh, eighth, and ninth furnaces... all were successful. The Rejuvenation Pills produced were smooth, plump, and bright red, emitting a refreshing fragrance. They were nearly indistinguishable from the Rejuvenation Pills made within the Infinite Sect, perhaps even surpassing them!


    Chu Xuan was immensely pleased. The insight that had flashed through his mind was his profound understanding of the process of making Rejuvenation Pills.


    "I never expected that after concocting just six furnaces of Rejuvenation Pills, I would attain such a profound understanding. Am I now truly a bona fide alchemist?"


    Chu Xuan''s face broke into a gratified smile. This was clearly another benefit brought about by the accrual of merit. He did not pause, instead beginning to experiment with a new type of pill.


    This time, he attempted the Featherlight Pill. After consuming this pill, one feels as light as a swallow, whether in pursuit or in flight, the effect is remarkably good.


    The speed of concocting the Featherlight Pill was faster than Chu Xuan had anticipated. Only one furnace failed; the second batch was a resounding success.


    Following this, Chu Xuan continuously tested several types of Qi Refining stage pills.


    Two days later, Chu Xuan had achieved a 90% success rate in the pill concoction. This was a staggeringly high figure. Many Foundation Establishment stage cultivators might not achieve this. But Chu Xuan, through his relentless effort and that slight, almost negligible accrual of merit, had done it!


    Without a moment''s rest, he rubbed his hands together, eager to leverage the momentum from concocting Qi Refining stage pills to succeed in producing the Foundation Establishment Blood Pill in one fell swoop!


    "Foundation Establishment Blood Pill! Begin concoction!"


    Chu Xuan maintained his composure. Because the materials for the Foundation Establishment Blood Pill were limited to three portions. If he failed three times, he would have to resort to using the Foundation Establishment Pill from Ouyang Hao for his Foundation Establishment, which carried a much lower chance of success.


    The first furnace.


    During the mid-phase of the concoction, the flames began to die down, and Chu Xuan added more spiritual wood; however, the flames suddenly flared up.


    The liquid within the pill furnace was burned off in a very short time, leaving behind a sticky, black mess at the bottom of the furnace.


    "Why can''t this Hundred Herbs Furnace have a non-stick feature?" Chu Xuan muttered under his breath. But he wasn''t disheartened. After cleaning the Furnace, he began the second batch of the Foundation Establishment Blood Pill.


    This time, everything went smoothly, avoiding all issues, and he proceeded directly to the final step.


    Hum! The pill was formed!


    A rich, fragrant aroma permeated the air of the rooftop.


    Chu Xuan took a deep breath, and immediately felt refreshed and invigorated, as if the speed of his blood flow had accelerated in that instant!


    "Did it really succeed on the second batch?"


    Chu Xuan was astonished. Was he really that skilled in concocting Foundation Establishment stage pills? It truly was thanks to his unyielding efforts!

 Chapter 33: Liquefied Spiritual Qi, the Path to Foundation Establishment!

    An hour later, the third furnace was also declared a success. Thus, Chu Xuan refined two Foundation Establishment Blood Pills.


    Adding on the one Foundation Establishment Pill he had obtained from Ouyang Hao''s storage bag, he now had three chances to challenge the Foundation Establishment stage!


    "One Foundation Establishment Pill can approximately increase the success rate of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage by about thirty percent. With three chances, I am certain to succeed!"


    Chu Xuan was exceedingly solemn.


    The Path to Foundation Establishment is the first threshold that all Qi Refining stage cultivators must overcome since embarking on the path of cultivation.


    Yet, of all Qi Refining stage cultivators, at least eighty percent are barred at this threshold.


    If Foundation Establishment Pills were plentiful, Chu Xuan felt, the number of cultivators advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage could well be seventy to eighty percent.


    But the path of cultivation is so merciless. Resources are scarce, yet the number of cultivators pursuing immortality is ever increasing.


    If you advance, then I cannot. It is for this reason that Demonic Dao cultivators have come into being.


    Chu Xuan shook his head, casting these miscellaneous thoughts out of his mind. He handed over Ouyang Hao''s corpse to the likes of Long, Hu, Bao, and other corpse puppets for consumption. And instructed them to diligently guard the Haotai Hotel.


    The flesh and blood of a Qi Refining Eighth Layer cultivator is a great nourishment for them. After consuming it, they should all be able to advance by about one level.


    (Perhaps some wonder why not turn him into a corpse puppet. Because the condition for refining the puppet must be that he is alive.)


    He then began to adjust his body and mind. Having continuously refined pills for several days, he felt mentally exhausted.


    In such a state, challenging the Foundation Establishment stage was clearly not an optimal choice. He would adjust everything to the best condition before attempting the breakthrough.


    Three days later.


    Chu Xuan opened his eyes, his spirit tremendously revitalized. He took out a Foundation Establishment Pill and swallowed it in one gulp.


    Buzz!


    Under the guidance of his will, the power of the medicine surged like a great river, violently coursing through his limbs and bones. Round after round, the medicinal power swiftly transformed into Spiritual Qi.


    The medicinal power contained in Foundation Establishment stage pills was far more formidable than that of the Qi Refining stage.


    The moment he took the pill, Chu Xuan even felt as if his entire body was on the verge of bursting.


    After running more than a dozen Great Heavenly Circuits, the newly born Spiritual Qi, under his guidance, rushed straight towards his Sea of Qi.


    Buzz, buzz, buzz!


    Within the Sea of Qi, the Spiritual Qi had already expanded to its limit. Now, with a massive influx of Spiritual Qi, an intense sensation of swelling and pain emerged immediately.


    This was precisely the function of the Foundation Establishment Pill. Pouring a substantial amount of Spiritual Qi into an already brimming Sea of Qi in one go, forcing the gaseous Spiritual Qi to liquefy.


    However, anyone familiar with physics knows that to liquefy a relatively inert gas requires immense pressure.


    If it doesn''t succeed at once, it must be attempted again and again, until the medicinal power of the Foundation Establishment Pill is entirely depleted. If the Spiritual Qi still cannot be liquefied, then more external medicinal power is required¡ªmeaning a second Foundation Establishment Pill.


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    Thus, the process is fraught with hardship. This is also the reason why many cultivators are unable to surpass this threshold.


    Chu Xuan sat in meditation, repeatedly driving Spiritual Qi into his Sea of Qi.


    Failure, failure, failure...


    Initially, he could still feel intense pain. But as time passed, the pain gradually numbed. He seemed to be mechanically compressing the Spiritual Qi.


    Five days later, at one moment, he suddenly felt his body loosen. The external pressure had vanished. Chu Xuan examined his own body. It wasn''t that the Spiritual Qi had been liquefied. Rather, the medicinal power of the Foundation Establishment Pill had been exhausted.


    Chu Xuan was not surprised. Instead, he picked up a Foundation Establishment Blood Pill between his fingers, slapped it into his mouth, and continued to compress the Spiritual Qi.


    Another five days passed.


    Just like before, the medicinal power was depleted again. Chu Xuan did not hesitate; he immediately consumed the second Foundation Establishment Blood Pill. He was neither disappointed nor discouraged. On the contrary, he was eager to try again.


    For some reason, perhaps it was the destiny ordained by the cosmos, or maybe it was merely a premonition. He always felt, this time, it would surely succeed.


    Sure enough, the moment he swallowed the Foundation Establishment Blood Pill, he felt an anomaly in his Sea of Qi. The formidable Spiritual Qi repeatedly collided and compressed.


    At the bottom of the Sea of Qi, those countless times compressed Spiritual Qi finally showed signs of liquefaction. At a certain moment, tiny droplets the size of rice grains appeared.


    Drip!


    The droplet fell to the bottom of the Sea of Qi. Its emergence seemed to trigger a chain reaction. Immediately, a large amount of Spiritual Qi began to liquefy.


    Drip, drip!


    In an instant, the bottom of the Sea of Qi accumulated into a small puddle. Within it, lay quietly a dozen droplets of liquefied Spiritual Qi! Chu Xuan felt complete relaxation throughout his body.


    Boom!


    At this moment, his aura surged explosively. A powerful aura swept across the rooftop, radiating vigorously in all directions. Dust was cleansed away.


    Within a kilometer radius of the Haotai Hotel, a fierce wind blew at this moment.


    The returning Long, Hu, and Bao were suddenly startled, looking towards the rooftop with reverence.


    At this moment, Chu Xuan suddenly opened his eyes. A flash of brilliance in his eyes, filled with an awe-inspiring power.


    "Foundation Establishment stage!"


    He clenched his fists, his face alight with excitement.


    Foundation Establishment stage cultivators can fly without the aid of external objects, utilizing light-escaping techniques. Of course, most Foundation Establishment stage cultivators still use external aids, as it doesn''t consume their own Spiritual Qi.


    Additionally, there''s an improvement in lifespan. Qi Refining stage cultivators have a lifespan similar to ordinary humans, around a hundred years. But for Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, their lifespan skyrockets to two hundred years.


    Of course, the most important aspect is that Foundation Establishment stage cultivators can cultivate Foundation Establishment stage techniques and spells. They can also refine their lifebound magic tool!


    The so-called lifebound magic tool must be nurtured together with the soul and essence blood, making its manipulation as natural as moving one''s own limbs. Its power far surpasses those ordinary magic tools that do not integrate the soul, providing a significant enhancement.


    Moreover, a lifebound magic tool shares the cultivator''s fortunes and misfortunes. As the cultivator''s realm advances, so too does the grade of the lifebound magic tool. It is akin to a piece of equipment that grows by itself.


    These factors are fundamentally why Foundation Establishment stage cultivators are far superior to Qi Refining stage cultivators.


    "Lifebound magic tools are very important; I must carefully choose and refine one myself," Chu Xuan decided not to use a ready-made magic tool, opting instead to craft his own.


    Although this approach is more cumbersome, it ensures a deeper understanding and mastery of his lifebound magic tool. Later on, this would make it much easier to wield.


    Chu Xuan took out a copy of the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture and carefully perused it. The first section of the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture discussed various methods for crafting magic tools.


    "Soul Haunting Spear, Spirit Breaking Knife, Life Snatching Sword, Shadowless Blade..."


    Various magic tools flashed before his eyes.


    Some magic tools specialized in attacking the soul. Some excelled at breaking through Spiritual Qi. Some targeted the heart and vital organs. Some were traceless and ghost-like.


    Each had its unique uses.


    After much deliberation of his fighting style, Chu Xuan finally chose a magic tool.


    "Evil Soul Chain, it shall be you."


    The Evil Soul Chain required Yin Evil Steel as the primary material, supplemented by White Bone Bamboo, Intoxicating Vine, and five other materials. It would ultimately be imbued with a powerful, fierce soul.


    After thirty-six days of continuous refinement, the Evil Soul Chain could be forged. Once activated, it could not only unleash a powerful, soul-lashing flying chain but also command the fierce soul to battle alongside.


    A single magic tool, yet it could deliver double the effect. This was the formidable aspect of the Evil Soul Chain.


    Furthermore, as strength increased, an even more powerful soul could replace the existing one in the Evil Soul Chain, doubling its strength.


    "Yin Evil Steel... If this were on the Mystic Azure Realm, under the threat of orthodox sects, it would indeed be difficult to find. But here, it couldn''t be easier."


    Chu Xuan suddenly smiled.

 Chapter 34: The Zombie Tide, the Perfect Opportunity to Create a Place Rich in Yin Evil Qi

    The so-called Yin Evil Steel is merely a hundred-refined steel that has absorbed a great deal of Yin Qi and Evil Qi. As for the hundred-refined steel, it can be made from fine iron.


    Chu Xuan''s storage bag had long been prepared with plenty of fine iron for the routine maintenance of magic tools. He only needed to find a place rich in Yin Evil, bury the hundred-refined steel there, and let it absorb the Yin Evil Qi. If he set up an array to gather Yin Evil Qi, the formation of Yin Evil Steel would be even faster.


    Yu country had long been controlled by the righteous five sects, and these places rich in Yin Evil Qi were likely under the watchful eyes of the righteous cultivators. Should he dare to approach, he would certainly be subject to repeated questioning by them, and possibly even face life-threatening risks. But on this planet, Chu Xuan only needed to find a place with many zombies, kill them in batches, and let the Yin Evil Qi condense.


    "To gather Yin Evil Qi, without tens of thousands of zombies, it would hardly be possible. I need to look around nearby," Chu Xuan nodded slightly.


    He released Long, Hu, and Bao to search the southern part of East Lake City, while he himself rode the Heavenly Star Flying Sword northward. However, although there were many zombies in East Lake City, they rarely gathered together, wandering aimlessly instead. Gathering these creatures would certainly be a great effort. After searching for several days without discovering a large gathering of zombies, Chu Xuan furrowed his brows.


    That day, Chu Xuan prepared a lavish lunch for himself. Just as he was about to start eating, Bao suddenly returned, barking several times in succession.


    "Hmm?" Chu Xuan listened carefully and quickly understood what Bao was saying. "There are quite a few tough-to-chew zombies appearing in the south of East Lake City?"


    "And there''s a human squad fighting them? Interesting." Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow.


    Tough-to-chew zombies likely referred to higher-level zombies. After all, for Long, Hu, Bao, and the others, the zombies here were just food. The higher the level of the zombie, the tastier they found them. A large appearance of high-level zombies could be a sign of something. A lightbulb went off in Chu Xuan''s mind.


    In various zombie-themed works he had seen before, they often mentioned something called a zombie tide. The causes of zombie tides were bizarre and varied. It might be due to a single zombie hearing something, or chasing a living person, thereby leading a group of zombies to move together.


    Zombies along the way, hearing the noise, would also join the group. Thus, like a rolling snowball, this would lead to the group growing larger and larger, eventually forming a terrifying zombie tide. Everywhere it passed, all living things would be obliterated.


    This wave-like swarm of zombies was particularly terrifying for human survivors. It was almost no different from a natural disaster. Of course, a zombie tide might also be led by high-level zombies. Some unique high-level zombies naturally had the ability to command lower-level zombies. This could also cause the snowball effect, expanding the number of zombies in the group to an incredibly terrifying degree.


    A large appearance of high-level zombies was likely the precursor to a zombie tide. With this thought, Chu Xuan immediately became excited.


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    Zombie Tide! What does this mean? Tens of thousands of zombies! No, perhaps even more! Isn''t this the perfect opportunity to create a land rich in Yin Evil Qi?


    Chu Xuan quickly finished his lunch like a whirlwind and immediately rode the Heavenly Star Flying Sword towards the south of East Lake City.


    After flying out of East Lake City''s territory, he indeed saw a vast horde of zombies heading toward the City on the ground. Even a cursory scan showed that the number of zombies exceeded fifty thousand!


    "Good!"


    Chu Xuan was invigorated. He didn''t pause; he immediately returned to the Haotai Hotel to start preparing the formation. He needed to have the formation ready before the horde arrived. He couldn''t miss this great opportunity!


    ...


    Black Blade Security Company.


    A van carrying several exhausted individuals returned to their base.


    Wang Gangjian, Wang Yong, and Tang Jinchuan jumped down.


    Song Dayi came quickly and asked in a low voice, "How did it go?"


    Wang Yong held up a hand, lowering his voice, "Five, exactly five first-level zombies."


    Song Dayi gasped.


    "Brother, we should retreat. The appearance of five first-level zombies at once is definitely a sign of a zombie tide!" Wang Yong looked at Wang Gangjian, unable to resist saying.


    Tang Jinchuan nodded repeatedly, "I agree."


    Wang Gangjian sighed deeply, "What use is my being a second-level Superhuman, if in the end, I still have to abandon the place where I grew up and leave my hometown?"


    Wang Yong sighed, "Brother, your promotion to second-level Superhuman is great, but there''s nothing we can do about a zombie tide. Under a zombie tide, how can there be any survivors? Even if you were a third-level Superhuman, you wouldn''t survive."


    Tang Jinchuan nodded, "I agree."


    Wang Gangjian waved his hand, "Give the orders, let everyone pack up and prepare to evacuate East Lake City. Tang and I will carve out a route, Xiao Yong, you go south to scout and see if there really is a zombie tide. Dayi, pick a few brothers who can fix cars, look around nearby, and see if there are any more vehicles that can carry people. Our vehicles definitely won''t be enough to take everyone."


    Wang Yong, Tang Jinchuan, and Song Dayi all nodded seriously and immediately got to work.


    Under the management of Wang Gangjian and his team, the several hundred people of Black Blade Security Company were well-disciplined.


    In two days, personnel and supplies were ready.


    However, the vehicles they found capable of running were still very limited.


    Even if each vehicle was packed to the brim, they could only fit about a hundred people.


    At this moment, Wang Gangjian and his three companions gathered in the hall, with a map of East Lake City spread out in front of them.


    Wang Gangjian spoke solemnly, "Everyone, the zombie tide is indeed coming, and we probably have about four days. But we still lack vehicles, not enough to take everyone away. The only solution now is to look for trucks, buses, and other large vehicles."


    Wang Gangjian stretched out his finger and circled several spots on the map.


    "These places, which include the bus company and large factories, may have undamaged trucks and vans. Our top priority is to secure these vehicles!"


    He looked at the three men, "Pick a location each."


    None of the three complained and each went to a different site. They did not, because they were Superhumans, hold themselves above others or regard the lives of ordinary people as mere dust.


    There was a time when they too were at the bottom of society. Having been rained on themselves, they now sought to provide shelter for others.


    East Lake City Bus Company.


    Tang Jinchuan, along with three strong men, drove to this location.


    The van stopped.


    Tang Jinchuan squeezed out of the van door with some difficulty before getting down.


    One of the men behind him chuckled, "Bro Tang, you''re so fat, it might affect our escape. If there are high-level zombies here, you definitely won''t run as fast as us."


    The other two men joined in the teasing.


    Tang Jinchuan scoffed, patted his belly, and immediately a wave rippled through.


    "What do you know, this fat on my body is what''s going to save my life! You''ll see when we really face danger!"

 Chapter 35: A Sword Immortal?

    The trio, led by Tang Jinchuan, entered the bus company. The bus company looked no different from any other place nowadays, with weeds growing everywhere. It was a mystery how these weeds had managed to break through the hard concrete. Perhaps even the weeds were affected by Psionics.


    The bus company was eerily quiet. It felt like a spider''s web, waiting for the unwitting to stumble into it. Tang Jinchuan instinctively felt uneasy. Not a single zombie was in sight, which was very odd.


    "Holy shit!" Suddenly, one of the men behind him exclaimed in shock. Tang Jinchuan turned around and saw that the man had just squashed a palm-sized spider. "Damn, a spider just dropped down in front of me, scared the hell out of me," the man said, still shaken.


    "A spider scares you like that, what are you going to do if a high-level zombie shows up? You''ll probably die of fright," the other two men scoffed.


    The frightened man''s face turned red with embarrassment. Tang Jinchuan sternly said, "Didn''t I tell you to keep quiet when we came in? Have you forgotten?"


    The three men immediately fell silent. "There are three buses here. Each of you check one. I''ll check the warehouse over there," Tang Jinchuan pointed to three relatively intact buses on the square. These buses, weathered by the elements, were unlikely to be operational, but they had to be checked anyway. What if they could still run?


    The three men got to work, each heading to inspect one of the buses. Tang Jinchuan headed straight for the warehouse, which was supposed to have a few spare buses.


    However, he had just reached the warehouse door when he heard a scream from behind. Tang Jinchuan''s heart tightened, and he quickly turned around. The other two men also rushed over.


    "Help me... help me..." The screaming man staggered out of the bus. On his neck was a blood-red spider the size of a washbasin. Its eight thumb-sized eyes rolled wildly. Its sharp fangs were already embedded in the man''s jugular vein. The man''s face was turning a ghastly shade of purple as if venom was being injected into his body from the fangs.


    The two men standing by Tang Jinchuan turned pale. A spider as big as a washbasin was enough to terrify anyone. They had never seen such a monster before.


    Tang Jinchuan''s reaction was swift. He suddenly pulled a small knife from his waist, slicing through the layer of skin on his belly. Instead of yellow fat flowing out, it solidified under his control into a spear over a meter long. With a roar, Tang Jinchuan hurled the spear with all his might.


    Whoosh!


    The spear tore through the air at high speed. The giant spider, still busy injecting venom into its prey, hadn''t anticipated such a tactic. In an instant, the spear pierced through its head. The corpulent body fell to the ground.


    The man who had been bitten went limp and collapsed to the ground as well. The other two men hurried forward to support him. However, the bitten man''s eyes were vacant, and he could no longer speak.


    Tang Jinchuan sighed lightly, "The way a spider preys¡ªinjecting digestive enzymes into its victim¡ªmeans he''s already mostly an empty shell. Let''s end his suffering now, rather than let him endure more pain."


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    The faces of the two men were somber, but they could only pull out their knives to grant their companion an early departure.


    Tang Jinchuan rummaged through the abdomen of the basin-sized spider but found no Psionic core. This meant it wasn''t even a level-one superhuman creature. Tang Jinchuan''s heart sank. If such a creature could easily kill a strong adult male and wasn''t even level one, what would happen if there were stronger spiders in this bus company? They might all perish here.


    "Tang, that bus can be started, but it''s missing some parts. We need to check the other buses for replacements," said a man, taking a deep breath. "I''ve already brought the toolbox for repairs."


    Tang Jinchuan nodded, "I''ll help you find the parts; you two stay here. There might be more spiders hiding around, so stay in the open area and don''t get close to the buses."


    "Okay." Both men immediately nodded.


    Tang Jinchuan quickly inspected the other buses. Sure enough. As he was checking the second bus, a basin-sized shadow suddenly pounced from a dark corner, aiming straight for his neck.


    Tang Jinchuan was prepared. He immediately picked up a broken plastic seat nearby to block it.


    Clang!


    The fangs collided with the seat, making a loud noise. The spider, failing to bite him, emitted a sharp screech that seemed to carry an intense penetrating power.


    Squeak, squeak, squeak!


    Soon, responding calls came from every dark corner of the square.


    Pfft! Tang Jinchuan, his face ashen, thrust the spear, skewering the spider. He immediately got off the bus.


    "Run! Run!" Tang Jinchuan yelled.


    Now was not the time to keep quiet. He hadn''t anticipated that the bus company was a spider''s nest! Had he known, he would never have come here. This place was too damn terrifying!


    Seeing this, the two men also sprinted with all their might. Now, the mission was the least of their concerns. Survival was what mattered most!


    The next moment, palm-sized spiders surged out from every dark corner like a tidal wave, among them a multitude of basin-sized blood-red spiders. Tang Jinchuan glanced back and saw two spiders as big as desks, their multitude of compound eyes, sharp fangs, and bristling hairs chilling enough to raise goosebumps.


    Suddenly, a massive shadow descended from the sky. With a loud crash, it blocked the exit of the bus company. Dust billowed everywhere. Tang Jinchuan strained his eyes through the dust and shockingly discovered that it was a mass of spider silk.


    He quickly turned around and saw strands of spider silk as thick as an adult''s thigh stretching from the warehouse of the bus company. It wasn''t hard to guess that this large bundle of spider silk had been violently flung from the warehouse, smashing into the door.


    Tang Jinchuan immediately used his fat to conjure a spear and hurled it towards the web of silk.


    Clang!


    The spear collided with the spider silk, emitting a sound like metal striking metal. The spear was flung far away, landing softly as it reverted to fat.


    Undeterred, Tang Jinchuan continuously converted his fat into weapons like a greatsword and a battleaxe, attempting to sever the silk. However, after expending two-thirds of his fat reserves and bleeding from his palms, the spider silk remained unscathed, showing no signs of damage.


    "These spider silks are incredibly tough! It must be the Spider Queen!" Tang Jinchuan exclaimed in fear. The silk was harder than metal chains¡ªit had to be the Spider Queen!


    He even felt a bit of relief. The warehouse was clearly the Spider Queen''s lair. It was fortunate he hadn''t approached it earlier; otherwise, he would have likely been killed instantly.


    Just then, another huge spider web shot out from the warehouse, enveloping the three men completely. The web covered a vast area, leaving Tang Jinchuan with no chance to escape.


    Thump! The web instantly stuck to the three men. The more they struggled, the more securely they were bound.


    "Damn it, we''re done..." Tang Jinchuan felt a surge of despair.


    Suddenly, a sword''s hum echoed through the sky. Tang Jinchuan focused his eyes and saw a figure standing on a flying sword, hovering in mid-air!


    His eyes widened in disbelief.


    What? A Sword Immortal?

 Chapter 36: The Yin Evil Soul Snatching Array

    In Tang Jinchuan''s view, the figure in the air was clothed flowing freely, riding the wind as if stepping on nothing. His gaze was like a flash of lightning, seemingly ready to unleash a sword shadow at any moment. The other two men also saw the figure in mid-air and were too shocked to speak.


    They couldn''t fathom how, in a world overrun by zombies, such an out-of-place character could suddenly appear. But upon reflection, given that a zombie apocalypse had erupted, the emergence of a sword immortal didn''t seem too outlandishly fantastical.


    Chu Xuan stood on his Heavenly Star Flying Sword, looking downward. With a single slash in mid-air, a streak of blood shot forth.


    With a whoosh, the web of spider silk was easily sliced through as if it were fragile paper. The streak of blood returned to his palm¡ªit was the Blood Steel Wire.


    Having easily cut through the spider silk, Chu Xuan was somewhat surprised himself. The toughness of the silk was much greater than he had anticipated. Such resilient silk could perhaps be used as a material for crafting magical instruments.


    This scene caught Tang Jinchuan''s eye, and his jaw dropped in astonishment.


    ''Holy crap? I exerted all my strength, used up two-thirds of my body''s fat, and couldn''t even make a dent in the spider silk. And this person severed it in an instant? Who exactly is this person?''


    Chu Xuan acted again. The Blood Steel Wire, like a streak of scarlet lightning, flashed through the air.


    Thump, thump, thump!


    Wherever it passed, dozens of spider silk strands were instantaneously sliced in half. The Spider Queen inside the warehouse immediately let out an angry screech.


    Spiders of all sizes surged from all directions like a tide.


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly, "These little creatures, they think they can harm me?"


    With a simple gesture, Long, Hu, Bao, and other undead covered with a layer of hard bone armor, suddenly appeared. At Chu Xuan''s command, they charged into the swarm of spiders like tigers into a flock of sheep.


    Each undead was like a tank plowing relentlessly forward. Everywhere they went, spiders were blasted apart, torn open, leaving behind only limbs and broken bodies.


    Chu Xuan walked towards the warehouse as if strolling leisurely through a garden. All spiders in his path were obliterated by the undead, torn apart in an instant. It seemed as though nothing in this world could stop his advance.


    "Good heavens, he can actually control zombies..."


    The two men were dumbstruck, unable to believe what they were witnessing. Such power, such composure¡ªit was truly the bearing of a king!


    Tang Jinchuan''s face was a picture of shock; his mouth hung open for a long while, unable to close.


    Snap.


    Chu Xuan moved unhurriedly, arriving at the front of the warehouse. With his hands clasped behind his back, he stood quietly. Long and Hu, having just obliterated a nearby spider, stamped the ground and quickly positioned themselves in front of Chu Xuan. They then launched powerful punches towards the sturdy warehouse door.


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    Bang, bang, bang!


    Their fists fell like raindrops.


    The steel door, battered by the force, began to deform quickly. After three seconds, it could no longer withstand the pressure and burst open! Sunlight streamed in, revealing the interior of the warehouse to everyone.


    Inside was a world of white. The walls, ceiling, floor, and even the buses were covered with thick, tough spider silk. At the center of the warehouse was a massive cocoon, housing an enormous, plump spider the size of a small room. Its sharp fangs were longer than short knives.


    Even now, it continued to produce spider eggs non-stop. For some reason, these eggs were hatching at an alarmingly fast rate. One after another, palm-sized white spiders rapidly emerged from their shells and surged towards Chu Xuan.


    "Clueless creatures," Chu Xuan uttered dismissively. The silk produced by this mutated spider queen was excellent, arguably the finest a Qi Refining stage cultivator could encounter.


    But that was all it was¡ªmerely excellent. Since it was so cluelessly determined to fight to the death, Chu Xuan was ready to fulfill its wish. He would send it to its end.


    Chu Xuan extended his right hand, letting it hang down calmly. In his palm, a cluster of green, mournful flames began to gather. These flames seemed capable of scorching the soul itself. Tang Jinchuan and his companions watched from a distance, feeling a chill in their hearts.


    "He can also control fire?" Tang Jinchuan was astounded. Initially, he had guessed that this person''s talent was controlling zombies. But now, he discovered that this individual could also control fire.


    Could one person have two talents?


    Tang Jinchuan scratched his head. He had never seen such a thing.


    In the blink of an eye, the nether fire orb was ready. Chu Xuan had long perfected this spell. From the beginning of accumulation to full formation, the time had been compressed to a single breath¡ªa matter of three to four seconds.


    Chu Xuan''s expression remained indifferent as he hurled the nether fire orb forward. Long, Hu, Bao, and the other undead hastily cleared the path.


    As the nether fire orb made contact, it burned fiercely, never ceasing its flames. The creatures wisely did not wish to come into contact with this ghostly fire.


    The spider queen''s eight compound eyes suddenly shrank, sensing the terror of the green fireball. It screeched in alarm, causing a large number of spiders to abandon their attack and desperately throw themselves at the nether fire orb.


    However, the fire orb rolled forward like a boulder, crushing all living beings that dared to obstruct its path. The approaching spiders were instantly turned to ashes by the green flames, and the power of the nether fire orb showed no signs of diminishing.


    Closer and closer it came!


    In a final effort, the spider queen let out a piercing screech that resonated through the air. Despite being at least thirty meters away from the warehouse, Tang Jinchuan and the others felt as if their heads were being struck by a massive hammer.


    The two men with him passed out instantly, and Tang Jinchuan nearly lost consciousness himself, seeing stars before his eyes. Just before blacking out completely, he saw the spider queen''s plump body engulfed by the green flames. Then he knew no more.


    Chu Xuan stood inside the warehouse, firmly planting a banner into the ground, completing the setup. The array he was assembling was called the "Yin Evil Soul Snatching Array," which included the Qi Gathering Array, the Evil Qi Array, and the Soul Snatching Array, among several smaller arrays.


    This array would cover an unprecedentedly large area, requiring a total of three hundred and sixty banners for its formation. The East Lake City Bus Company was one of these three hundred and sixty anchor points. He had not expected that his visit would also inadvertently reveal a level-three mutated spider queen.


    "These three Psionic cores, you three divide them among yourselves," Chu Xuan casually tossed the cores to Long, Hu, and Bao. Hu swiftly swallowed a core and then scurried up to Chu Xuan with something in hand. Chu Xuan looked down to see a strand of spider silk, unusually resilient. Touching it, he felt a cool sensation. Hu gestured animatedly.


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Did you dig this out of the fire? Interesting, to find spider silk that can withstand nether fire."


    "Well done, this blood pearl is yours," he flicked a blood pearl to Hu as a reward, which Hu excitedly accepted and began to absorb on the side.


    Chu Xuan pocketed the spider silk. This cool, fire-resistant silk was perfect as one of the materials for crafting the Evil Soul Chain. While the main material, Yin Evil Steel, was fixed, the other six auxiliary materials could vary.


    "Let''s move on to the next anchor point," Chu Xuan said as he gathered Long, Hu, Bao, and the others, swiftly heading to the next location. Including this one, he had now planted three hundred of the three hundred and sixty banners. With the zombie tide nearing East Lake City, there was no time to waste.

 Chapter 37: Zombie Tide Is Coming

    More than an hour later, Tang Jinchuan and his two companions slowly regained consciousness. Upon waking, their heads throbbed with unbearable pain, as if a giant elephant had trampled over them repeatedly. The two men remained frightened, vigilantly scanning their surroundings.


    Tang Jinchuan, mustering the last remnants of his strength, formed a shield from his dwindling fat reserves and cautiously approached the warehouse. However, inside the warehouse, there was nothing left.


    The bloated body of the mutated spider queen had vanished without a trace. The spider webs that had once blanketed the warehouse were now completely incinerated, leaving only a few strands in the corners. Had Tang Jinchuan not seen these remnants, he might have doubted whether the mutated spider queen had ever existed.


    He could not see the array flags that Chu Xuan had planted. Chu Xuan, to ensure security, had concealed all the flags with an illusion array, making them invisible to those with weak Psionic abilities.


    The two men supported each other as they staggered over to Tang Jinchuan. Observing the now empty warehouse, they couldn''t help but feel amazed.


    "Bro Tang, seems we''ve benefited from that great man''s actions," one of them murmured.


    "Yeah, if it weren''t for him taking out that mutated spider queen, we''d be dead by now."


    "It looks like all the spiders here are gone, we can safely check the buses now," the other added softly.


    Rejuvenated by this realization, Tang Jinchuan said, "Right! Let''s make the most of our time! We''ll report everything that happened here to the boss once we get back."


    Their luck was good. Three of the buses in the warehouse were largely intact and operational. Two others were slightly damaged but could still be driven after some repairs. Moreover, they found a significant amount of gasoline and diesel in the warehouse, which could serve as fuel for their evacuation.


    "Five buses, and only three of us to drive them," Tang Jinchuan declared, waving his hand, "Let''s head back to the company immediately and get some help."


    By dusk, they returned to Black Blade Security Company. In the main hall, Wang Gangjian, Wang Yong, and Song Dayi looked utterly dejected. Tang Jinchuan entered with a joyful expression, but his face fell when he saw them, especially upon noticing that Song Dayi was missing an arm.


    "What happened? Things didn''t go well?" Tang Jinchuan asked.


    Wang Yong managed a bitter smile, "My trip to the factory went smoothly enough, but I only found one large truck that was still operational. Song, you..."


    Song Dayi, still pale, spoke softly, "I encountered two high-level zombies. Everyone I took with me died, and I lost an arm but barely managed to survive."


    Wang Gangjian sighed, "We only found one large truck, which is far from enough. If push comes to shove, we might have to draw lots..." He couldn''t finish the sentence.


    The mere thought of drawing lots to decide who could escape on the truck was too cruel. Most of the members of Black Blade Security Company were old buddies who had been with him since before the zombie crisis started. The idea of abandoning them was unbearable.


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    Tang Jinchuan chuckled, breaking the somber mood. "Don''t look so gloomy; I''ve got some good news."


    The three men looked at him in surprise. "Did you find some buses?" they asked.


    Tang Jinchuan grinned mischievously. "Guess how many."


    Wang Yong thought for a moment and held up two fingers, "Two?"


    Tang Jinchuan shook his head.


    Song Dayi held up three fingers, "Three?"


    Again, Tang Jinchuan shook his head.


    Wang Gangjian frowned, "Don''t tell me there''s only one? How would that be good news?"


    Tang Jinchuan couldn''t stop smiling, "You''re all wrong¡ªit''s five!"


    Wang Gangjian and the others were stunned, then their eyes lit up with elation. Five buses! If they packed them a bit more, they could surely fit everyone. There might even be enough room left over to load some extra supplies.


    "Tang! You better not be joking!" Wang Gangjian said excitedly.


    Tang Jinchuan replied earnestly, "I''ve checked them myself. All five buses are in good working condition, there are some spare parts, and there''s plenty of fuel. It''s enough to get us to the territory of the Linjiang Army."


    The Linjiang Army''s main stronghold was in Dragon River City, the capital of Linjiang Province. Although the direct distance from East Lake City to Longjiang City was only about 500 kilometers, the actual journey could be fraught with various unforeseen dangers, and the road traveled would definitely exceed 500 kilometers. Naturally, the more fuel they had, the better.


    "Great! As soon as it''s light tomorrow, we''ll go and bring the buses over," Wang Gangjian said, hardly able to contain his joy.


    Even Song Dayi''s pale face brightened slightly with relief.


    "Weren''t you in any danger, Tang?" Wang Yong asked.


    Tang Jinchuan''s expression turned serious, "There was danger. If it weren''t for some good luck, I might not have made it back."


    Wang Gangjian and the others tensed up, "Tell us everything."


    Tang Jinchuan then recounted everything that had happened at the East Lake City Bus Company. After hearing the tale, the three men were speechless, their minds struggling to settle from the shock of the ordeal described.


    "Flying with a sword?"


    "Controlling zombies! And he can control fire!"


    "And the spider silk that you couldn''t break after dozens of attempts, he just sliced through it effortlessly?"


    The three men exchanged glances, each seeing the shock in the others'' eyes. Who was this person? Did East Lake City really harbor such a formidable individual?


    "Controlling zombies... Back on the highway, didn''t a wolf pack get wiped out by a Superhuman who could control zombies?" Wang Yong suddenly remembered a past incident. The elimination of the wolf pack had occurred several months ago.


    Wang Gangjian also paused, then slapped his thigh in realization, "That''s right! It all connects now!"


    "Could it be the same person?!" Song Dayi exclaimed in surprise, "Which means, East Lake City has been home to a powerful Superhuman all this time!"


    The trio was momentarily thrilled. This Superhuman must be of a high level, at least a second-level, and possibly even the legendary third level.


    However, their excitement soon faded as they remembered the grim reality. Even the most powerful Superhuman is no match for a zombie tide.


    General Ye of the Linjiang Army, a third-level Superhuman, had once single-handedly broken through a zombie horde to rescue sixteen researchers from the Life Sciences Research Institute.


    Yet, even he wouldn''t dare to face a horde of tens of thousands of zombies alone. There''s a saying that fits well here: enough ants can kill an elephant.


    A Superhuman''s Psionic powers are not infinite. Once depleted, they must rely on their physical bodies, which can easily be overwhelmed by a tide-like swarm of zombies. Moreover, some individuals'' talents are not suited for combat.


    What good is a third-level Superhuman then?


    When the zombie tide comes, wouldn''t they need to flee East Lake City just like everyone else?


    "Let''s not overthink this. Our evacuation plan remains unchanged," Wang Gangjian said solemnly.


    "Agreed," the three responded gravely.


    The next day, five buses, one large truck, and four cars were ready outside Black Blade Security Company. The company''s premises had been cleared out. All important materials, grains, and other provisions were loaded into the vehicles. Under Tang Jinchuan''s direction, every member efficiently boarded the vehicles.


    At Wang Gangjian''s command, the convoy set off, heading northward!

 Chapter 38: Zombie Tide Approaches, Mysterious Fog

    At the junction of East Lake City and Two Dragons City on the highway, the evacuation convoy came to a halt. The terrain here was elevated, allowing a view of the southern part of East Lake City.


    Wang Gangjian climbed atop one of the vehicles and pulled out his binoculars to take one last look at the city he had never left since he was born. Leaving now stirred a bittersweet feeling inside him; he wanted to take a few more glances at his home, suspecting he might never see it again.


    Wang Yong, Song Dayi, and Tang Jinchuan joined him. The rest of the members stayed inside the vehicles, as Wang Gangjian had ordered. Too many people getting out and then needing to board again would waste valuable time. It was best to stay put.


    "I see the horde, it''s rapidly approaching the city," Wang Yong, with sharp eyes, pointed towards the southeast, speaking in a hushed tone.


    Wang Gangjian and the others directed their gaze in that direction. Indeed, they saw an immense, seemingly endless tide of zombies relentlessly charging into the small city.


    There were still some remaining survivors in East Lake City who hadn''t joined any factions. They only managed to scream before being overwhelmed by the sweeping tide of undead.


    "There are even flying zombies now!" Song Dayi exclaimed, noticing some zombies in the sky sprouting wings, his eyes widening in shock.


    "It''s been five years; various advanced zombies have appeared," Wang Gangjian murmured. "If our growth rate can''t keep up with that of the zombies, we''ll eventually be consumed or killed by them."


    Wang Yong, Song Dayi, and Tang Jinchuan nodded in agreement, acknowledging the harsh reality. Psionic energy had permeated the globe, causing animals and plants to undergo wild mutations.


    If humans couldn''t harness Psionic energy to climb the evolutionary ladder and adapt to this new Psionic era, they would inevitably be outpaced and replaced by new species.


    "Let''s go, our scent will eventually be picked up by the zombies, and it''ll be too late if we delay any longer," Song Dayi sighed softly.


    Wang Yong and Tang Jinchuan nodded and began to head back to the vehicles. However, Wang Gangjian suddenly noticed something and uttered a soft "Huh."


    "What is it, brother? What are you still looking at?" Wang Yong asked, puzzled.


    Wang Gangjian pointed towards a specific area, "You have sharp eyes¡ªlook over there, is that area shrouded in thick fog?"


    Wang Yong activated his talent, Farsight, enhancing his vision to focus on distant objects at the expense of his near sight. He immediately noticed, "Indeed, there''s a heavy fog over that area, and it''s not present anywhere else."


    Tang Jinchuan and Song Dayi, hearing the conversation, came back. Tang Jinchuan chuckled, "What are we looking at?"


    Wang Yong pointed to the area and asked Tang Jinchuan, "Tang, have you been to that area? There''s heavy fog now."


    Tang Jinchuan squinted toward the distance and nodded, "Isn''t that the territory formerly held by the Spirit Hounds? I passed through there on my way to the East Lake City bus depot a few days ago. There was no fog at that time. Strange there''s fog now,"


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    Song Dayi commented light-heartedly, "With the zombie crisis erupting, what''s so strange about a bit of fog?"


    Wang Yong and Tang Jinchuan nodded in agreement. Indeed, in a world where the unnatural and unscientific had become commonplace, not every anomaly warranted concern.


    "Hey! A lot of zombies are being diverted, rushing into that fog!" Wang Yong, intending to deactivate his Farsight, suddenly noticed something alarming. He could see clearly that dozens of zombies, followed by hundreds, were veering off from the main horde and charging into the fog.


    Wang Gangjian, Tang Jinchuan, and Song Dayi were taken aback by his report.


    What was happening? Had the zombies changed their nature? Instead of chasing living humans, were they now drawn to empty air?


    Within less than five minutes, masses of zombies were breaking off from the horde heading north and sprinting into the foggy area. This included many robust, agile advanced zombies.


    "What on earth is in that fog to draw so many zombies?" Wang Yong kept his eyes fixed on the fog-covered area.


    After another five minutes, Wang Yong reported a shocking observation: the northbound zombie horde had completely turned and was now heading into the foggy area.


    "Do you see what''s happening?" Wang Gangjian pressed for details.


    Wang Yong relayed what he saw. Wang Gangjian and the others were stunned.


    Had the zombie tide been diverted just like that? What sort of allure did that foggy area hold?


    "Zombies enter the foggy area and then just disappear¡ªnone come out," Wang Yong added solemnly.


    Wang Gangjian and the others were even more amazed.


    Could that foggy area be a bottomless pit? Did it have the capacity to hold as many zombies as could possibly enter?


    After a moment''s contemplation, Wang Gangjian ordered, "Command the convoy to halt; everyone stays in their vehicles."


    And so they waited, from daylight until nightfall, watching the mysterious fog that seemed to swallow an entire zombie horde.


    The nights after the zombie outbreak were terrifying. Dangerous zombies and mutated animals could be hiding anywhere.


    Wang Gangjian, including himself as one of four Superhumans, organized two night patrol teams in shifts. One team for the early part of the night and another for the latter part. Together with the sturdy men from Black Blade Security Company, they formed a formidable watch over their campsite. With hundreds of people camping outside, the strong human scent could attract unknown creatures, and everyone was on edge.


    However, the night passed without significant incident. Aside from a few stray zombies and mutated wild dogs, there were no surprises.


    As the sun began to rise, Wang Gangjian and the three other Superhumans stood early on a hillside, looking towards the city.


    "The fog is still there, it hasn''t dispersed," observed Wang Gangjian. "There are still a lot of zombies and supernatural creatures converging from all directions, rushing into the fog," added another.


    "Brother, do you think we weren''t attacked last night because all those creatures were attracted to the fog?" Wang Yong pondered, looking at the one around him.


    Wang Gangjian replied dryly, "I''m right behind you."


    Wang Yong laughed awkwardly and turned around.


    Tang Jinchuan seriously suggested, "I think so too. That fog seems to have a strong attraction for supernatural beings. Maybe it''s like something out of a novel, could it be some kind of precious natural treasure has appeared?"


    "Do you think those zombies and supernatural creatures might fight each other over it? A battle to the death, where we could just pick up the spoils afterward?" he speculated.


    The prospect excited Wang Gangjian and Wang Yong. Indeed, it was possible! If they could scavenge in the aftermath, they might obtain a wealth of Psionic cores. In the current world, Psionic cores were absolutely invaluable. Whether for fueling one''s evolution or for trading, they were a prime resource.


    However, Song Dayi cautioned, "We should leave as soon as possible. If any of those creatures get hold of whatever is creating that fog and becomes stronger¡ªeven reaching level three or four as a Superhuman¡ªwe won''t stand a chance against them. Don''t forget, we have hundreds of ordinary people relying on us here. We need to live up to their trust."


    The weight of Song Dayi''s words settled heavily on them. He was right. The lives of many were resting on the shoulders of these four Superhumans. They couldn''t take that risk. They couldn''t afford to gamble with so many lives at stake.

 Chapter 39: Thus Spoken, Do Not Approach

    After much contemplation, Wang Gangjian devised a compromise. "I will approach the area alone to see exactly what''s happening. If the situation becomes perilous, we''ll evacuate immediately."


    His implication was clear¡ªif the situation wasn''t dire, there might be no need to flee. After all, the several hundred members of Black Blade Security Company were most familiar with East Lake City. Starting anew in an unfamiliar place would pose significant challenges. If they could avoid leaving, they would.


    Seeing them about to protest, Wang Gangjian cut them off, "I''m a level two Superhuman, physically stronger than any of you. No more discussions are needed."


    Wang Yong and the others fell silent. Wang Gangjian took a walkie-talkie and drove a car back into the city. As they watched him leave, Wang Yong, Song Dayi, and Tang Jinchuan felt a deep unease.


    Over two hours later, Wang Gangjian arrived just outside the area enshrouded by the mysterious fog. The silence within the fog was eerie; it seemed as if all noise had been swallowed whole.


    Logically, if something was drawing these zombies and supernatural creatures into a conflict, there should have been a cacophony of chaos. Why was it so quiet?


    The fog churned ominously, resembling a malevolent, man-eating demon. Wang Gangjian, aware of the dangers, did not recklessly enter. Instead, he looked around and stopped at a discarded fire hydrant. He settled down beside it, wrapped his arms around the hydrant, and twisted sharply. A crisp snap echoed as he forcibly unscrewed the hydrant.


    Becoming a Superhuman and integrating a Psionic core had not granted Wang Gangjian any particularly strange abilities. Instead, his arms had grown incredibly strong. Since nobody had given a name to his talent, he called it "Strong Arm." After advancing to a second-level Superhuman, his arms had grown even stronger.


    Using brute strength to twist off a fire hydrant was not too difficult for him. Wang Gangjian let out a low roar as he unleashed his power, hurling the hydrant forcefully into the fog. The hydrant tore through the mist and crashed to the ground twenty meters away, briefly dispersing the fog.


    With the fog momentarily cleared by the impact, Wang Gangjian could finally see the scene within. The area covered by the fog was dim and ghostly, more reminiscent of hell than of the human world.


    He was startled to discover that the zombies and supernatural creatures stood motionless, rooted to the spot. Numerous dark swords, formed from condensed black mist, darted back and forth through the air.


    With each pass, they pierced the hearts of the undead and extraordinary beings. Those struck down were immediately drained of their vital essence, their corpses withering into desiccated husks.


    Wang Gangjian''s eyes widened in disbelief. Even in the first year of the zombie apocalypse, when East Lake City had transformed into a veritable purgatory, he had endured.


    Yet, the spectacle before him was still profoundly shocking. What had transpired here? And what were these phantom black swords?


    Suddenly, his walkie-talkie crackled to life.


    "Boss, look up! Quickly, above you!"


    Urged by the voice, Wang Gangjian hastily looked overhead. To his astonishment, he saw a figure standing upon a flying sword, looming high above him. The piercing gaze and the daunting aura felt as if an invisible hand were clenched around his throat!


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    A memory flashed through Wang Gangjian''s mind. That day at the East Lake City bus depot, Tang Jinchuan had been ambushed by a swarm of spiders, including a tremendously powerful mutated spider mother. It was then that a young man wielding a flying sword appeared, slaying the mutated spider mother and indirectly saving them all. The figure before him now, also maneuvering a flying sword and similarly youthful, must be the same person.


    Chu Xuan looked down upon Wang Gangjian and spoke indifferently, "Hadn''t you left? Why return?"


    He had been aware since the dawn of Black Blade Security Company''s intended departure from East Lake City. Presumably, they had decided to evacuate only after noticing the encroaching tide of corpses. He had no ties to these people and thus had not interfered.


    Over the past few days, Chu Xuan had been atop a nearby skyscraper, monitoring the situation within the array he had set¡ªthe Yin Evil Soul Snatching Array.


    Now that someone had approached the perimeter of his array, it was necessary for him to make an appearance, to prevent any disturbances.


    "I... We feared that formidable supernatural beings might emerge here, so I came to assess the situation," Wang Gangjian explained, his forehead beading with sweat. This man had effortlessly slain the mutated spider mother. To him, crushing Wang Gangjian would be no different than crushing an ant. He spoke cautiously, wary of offending the mysterious and potent figure before him.


    Chu Xuan surveyed him briefly and stated calmly, "Any living being that enters will not come out alive. Let that be the end of it. Within a kilometer of this place, do not approach any closer."


    With those final words, he stamped on his Heavenly Star flying sword and vanished into the sky like a streak of sword light, leaving no trace behind.


    Chu Xuan did not intend to kill this person, as long as he did not disrupt his plans. If this mortal had possessed great merit, killing him would have damaged his virtue.


    The oppressive weight that had felt like Mount Tai on Wang Gangjian''s shoulders lifted at that moment. He collapsed to the ground, his body limp. Glancing down, he noticed his garment was soaked with sweat.


    "So powerful, he didn''t even need to lift a finger; a few glances and a few words had me drenched in sweat." Wang Gangjian chuckled wryly to himself. Once again, the walkie-talkie crackled.


    "Brother, how did it go? Did that person give you any trouble?" Wang Yong eagerly asked.


    Wang Gangjian took a deep breath before replying, "No, he just warned me not to approach the foggy area. He also said that any living thing that enters the fog will not come out alive. I saw it for myself; many of the zombies that entered the fog have already died, and the rest will likely die within a few days. We can rest easy now."


    Tang Jinchuan and Song Dayi were astonished, but considering the stranger''s formidable abilities, it seemed unlikely that he would lie to them. This reassurance allowed them to relax.


    Wang Gangjian continued, "Let''s call the convoy back; we no longer need to evacuate East Lake City. This wave of zombies, numbering in the tens of thousands, has perished in the fog. East Lake City will actually be the safest place for the next few years."


    Wang Yong and the others were visibly brightened by this news. The city and its surroundings were now cleared of zombies and supernatural creatures¡ªa tremendous stroke of fortune. It was almost like a paradise.


    "Wang Yong, soothe the brothers and have them return in batches. There''s no rush," Wang Gangjian instructed.


    "Don''t worry, brother. And about my box of game consoles, don''t lose it!" Wang Gangjian added urgently.


    Wang Yong replied with a laugh, "...You''re even more anxious than I am."


    Two days later, within the Yin Evil Soul Snatching Array, Chu Xuan rode his Heavenly Star flying sword into the heart of the formation. With the array disk in hand, the black swords formed from condensed Evil Qi did not attack him.


    Chu Xuan looked around; no figures stood in place anymore¡ªjust swathes of fallen zombies and supernatural creatures, like harvested rice.


    Chu Xuan made his way to the core of the formation, where a deep pit was located. The Evil Qi condensed from the dead zombies and supernatural beings flowed toward this pit. At the center of the pit, a faint cold light flickered.


    Chu Xuan''s face lit up with delight. Perhaps due to the rich concentration of Evil Qi, the formation of Yin Evil Steel was occurring faster than he had anticipated. At this rate, in less than two months, he would have a batch of high-quality Yin Evil Steel!

 Chapter 40: The Auspicious Clouds and the Soul-Cleansing Golden Rain

    Chu Xuan stepped out of the array''s bounds, content with his work. A sudden impulse made him look up, and to his astonishment, he saw the sky filled with multicolored auspicious clouds.


    These clouds churned and transformed into the shapes of dragons and phoenixes, mythical creatures that showered the earth with the light of good fortune. Bathed in this auspicious light, Chu Xuan felt an enlightening clarity wash over him, his spirit buoyant as if ascending to immortality.


    All his previous confusions regarding the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture seemed to dissolve instantly as if he had been granted profound insights. Moments later, the skies rumbled with the sound of spring thunder, yet there was no hint of darkness on the horizon.


    Soon, a fine rain began to fall. Astoundingly, the droplets were golden, as though forged from molten gold. Chu Xuan stood motionless in this golden shower, each drop that touched him quickly merging into his body.


    With his eyes closed, he deeply sensed the rain''s effect and was amazed to discover his soul expanding at an incredible rate. Previously, he could control a maximum of ten corpse puppets at once. If any of these possessed a higher rank, his capacity diminished further. For instance, with corpse puppets like Long, Hu, and Bao, he could manage only three at most. Should any of them advance to the rank of Corpse General equivalent to a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, he would not be able to control any others.


    Now, after the baptism of the golden rain, he felt capable of controlling up to twenty corpse puppets¡ªeven if Long, Hu, or Bao advanced to Corpse General, he could manage them with ease.


    "Auspicious clouds and soul-cleansing golden rain¡­" Chu Xuan finally opened his eyes, marveling at the phenomena. This was indeed the merit accrued from slaying nearly a hundred thousand zombies.


    Compared to the previous manifestation of golden blossoms that had subtly enhanced his fate and longevity, the benefits brought by this celestial event were significantly greater.


    The soul-cleansing golden rain had enhanced his soul¡ªa rarity for cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, who had few methods to strengthen their spirits.


    Chu Xuan was aware of a technique within the Infinite Sect called Soul Refining Technique, which even at its pinnacle only slightly bolstered the soul¡ªperhaps by ten to twenty percent at most. Yet, nothing compared to the golden rain, which had doubled the robustness of his spirit.


    Looking down, Chu Xuan noticed that even the unknown wild grass at his feet had undergone a transformation under the golden rain, appearing unusually lush and vibrant.


    "Perhaps one day, you too shall transcend the mundane and ascend to sanctity."


    With a faint smile, Chu Xuan commanded his Heavenly Star flying sword and turned to leave. After his departure, the wild grasses suddenly began to vie for the remaining soul-cleansing golden rain. Their roots turned into iron chains and their leaves into swords, relentlessly slaughtering their kin. Fields of grass perished, their sap splashing out in golden hues.


    Ultimately, only one victor survived. It unearthed its roots and thrust them into the bodies of its kin, reaching into the splattered golden sap. Quickly, it absorbed all that remained of the soul-cleansing golden rain. Within minutes, it blossomed and bore fruit rapidly.


    A bird flying overhead spotted the fruit and swooped down to consume it effortlessly. Not knowing how far it had flown, the bird suddenly slowed and ultimately plummeted to the ground, dead. Inside its body, a vibrant green sprout emerged, rapidly growing into a lush wild grass indistinguishable from the others¡ªexcept perhaps when the fierce wind blew, one might notice the sharp fangs it seemed to grow.


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    At Black Blade Security Company, after two days, all members had returned to their original positions. However, everyone watched the dense fog in the distance with apprehension, always half-expecting it to spread someday and engulf the entire city of East Lake. Wang Yong would stand at the highest nearby point every day, keeping a vigilant watch over the fog morning, noon, and night.


    On this day, as usual, he activated his Farsight and looked towards that area, only to be abruptly stunned. There, magnificent five-colored clouds spread across the sky, condensing into dragons and phoenixes of an incredibly mystical nature. Golden rain began to fall from the sky.


    Wang Yong''s eyes widened in amazement. Such an auspicious omen! To think he would be so fortunate to witness such a spectacle in his lifetime! Not only did he see this phenomenon, but other early risers within Black Blade Security Company also caught sight of it from afar, equally astounded.


    Word quickly spread, and soon, nearly half of Black Blade''s personnel gathered on the rooftop, looking out at the scene.


    "What exactly is happening?"


    "It feels like the celestial omens recorded in ancient histories."


    "Could it be that East Lake City has birthed an immortal?"


    "Should we get closer to have a look?"


    The crowd buzzed with speculation. Some, bolder than others, suggested approaching for a closer inspection.


    "Shut up!" A stern voice called from behind. The man approaching, with a buzz cut and notably robust arms and strong build, was none other than Wang Gangjian.


    "Before you returned to the company, I had already ordered that no one should approach within a kilometer of the foggy area. Can''t you understand human speech?" Wang Gangjian stared down the crowd, his rebuke cutting through the murmurs.


    The people lowered their heads, overawed by the authority of a level-two Superhuman¡ªthey dared not meet his gaze.


    "Those who just mentioned wanting to approach the fog, confine yourselves for three days!" Wang Gangjian''s stern voice commanded.


    "Yes..." came the feeble response from one of the individuals.


    "Disperse now, and attend to your duties," Wang Gangjian waved his hand, and the crowd quickly scattered.


    Wang Yong sighed lightly and turned to Wang Gangjian, "Brother, do you think this is good or bad?"


    "It''s a multicolored auspicious cloud; it should be a good omen," Wang Gangjian responded seriously. "I suspect this auspicious sign is related to that cultivator. From now on, we must enforce stricter controls over our company members. We cannot allow anyone to approach that area."


    Wang Gangjian was somber, "The death of one is a minor matter; if that one person were to anger that cultivator, no amount of remedy would suffice afterward."


    Wang Yong, Tang Jinchuan, and Song Dayi all nodded seriously in agreement. "Understood."


    ...


    Two months flashed by in the blink of an eye.


    At Haotai Hotel, Chu Xuan exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at the flawless mid-grade magic tool in front of him, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. These two months were not spent solely in sedentary cultivation; instead, he practiced tool refining daily.


    Tool refining differs slightly from pill concoction. While pill concoction primarily uses spiritual herbs, tool refining uses metals, which often obstruct spiritual thoughts, making tool refining somewhat more challenging. This was precisely why Chu Xuan had started practicing early, accumulating experience.


    Clearly, the immense merit he carried once again provided assistance. After several failures, he became adept at producing lower-grade magic tools with a low failure rate of only thirty percent. After refining lower-grade tools for a month and reducing the failure rate to ten percent, Chu Xuan began attempting mid-grade magic tools.


    Now, he had managed to control the failure rate of mid-grade magic tools to thirty percent. In the Mystic Azure Realm, Chu Xuan, with such a level of proficiency, would be considered a bona fide tool refiner!


    After a brief rest, Chu Xuan laid out new materials with confidence. Yin Evil Steel, White Bone Bamboo, Intoxicating Vine... These materials were essential for crafting the Evil Soul Chain.


    As for a powerful living soul, Chu Xuan had yet to decide on one. However, this was not a pressing issue. The strength of the Evil Soul Chain lay in its flexibility¡ªonce the magic tool was forged, a living soul could be selected and infused at any time.


    Chu Xuan planned to extract the soul of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator or demonic beast upon his return to the Mystic Azure Continent, maximizing the power of the Evil Soul Chain.


    "Begin!" Chu Xuan exhaled a breath of turbid air and started crafting his life-bound magic tool, the Evil Soul Chain.

 Chapter 41: Yin Evil Escape, Yin Evil Demon Claw

    Thirty-six days later.


    Chu Xuan appeared exhausted, exhaling turbid air yet his eyes sparkled with a vivid sharpness. Before he hovered a pitch-black chain, the chain flickered with a ghostly light, as if one could hear the wails of aggrieved spirits.


    "Finally done."


    A smile crossed his face. The process of crafting the Evil Soul Chain went surprisingly smoothly. It was accomplished in one go. He had not felt the slightest hardship.


    With a mere thought from Chu Xuan, the Evil Soul Chain began to whirl and zip through the air.


    In the blink of an eye, it shot forth. A loud crash resounded. The hotel''s wall was blasted to pieces.


    With another thought, the Evil Soul Chain returned to his side, slithering around him like a small snake.


    Chu Xuan looked pleased. Such were the benefits of a life-bound magic tool. In forging the Evil Soul Chain, he had even cut off a part of his own soul and melded it into the artifact. If it did not feel like an extension of his own limb, it would not live up to the status of a life-bound magic tool.


    Chu Xuan beckoned with his hand, and the Evil Soul Chain coiled around his waist like a belt. As long as the Evil Soul Chain was on him, the Spiritual Qi within his body would continuously nurture this life-bound magic tool every moment. The grade of the Evil Soul Chain would continue to rise along with his cultivation level!


    "Now that my life-bound magic tool has been forged, it''s time to elevate my other strengths. Foundation Establishment stage spells and Gu insects are the areas with the greatest potential for improvement. Let''s start with the Gu insects. I wonder if the Blood Steel Wire Gu egg on my body has hatched yet."


    Chu Xuan looked down at his left forearm. Three months ago, just as he began setting up the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array, he had taken the opportunity to implant a Blood Steel Wire Gu egg into his forearm.


    A Qi Refining stage cultivator could only rear one Blood Steel Wire; rearing too many, without enough sustenance, could lead to a backlash from the Blood Steel Wire.


    Now that Chu Xuan had advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, he naturally could rear a second Blood Steel Wire.


    "Still no movement."


    Chu Xuan briefly sensed it, found no change in the Gu egg, and shook his head.


    "Then let''s cultivate the Foundation Establishment stage spells first."


    Chu Xuan took out the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture.


    The Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture was divided into nine levels, corresponding to levels one through nine of the Foundation Establishment stage.


    By mastering the first level, one could learn a lower-tier Foundation Establishment stage spell named Yin Evil Escape. By mastering the second level, one could learn the attack spell Yin Evil Demon Claw.


    Yin Evil Escape is a technique of evasion. Whether in pursuit or in flight, such techniques are indispensable. The speed of Yin Evil Escape is not particularly fast, but it possesses a unique feature: it can accelerate by consuming Yin Evil Qi. If one could continuously use Yin Evil Qi to perform the technique, its speed would rival that of a superior Foundation Establishment stage spell.


    Similarly, the Yin Evil Demon Claw, when fueled by Yin Evil Qi, becomes significantly more powerful. For most demonic cultivators, Yin Evil Qi is not so readily available. Those natural sources of Yin Evil, long since have been tightly controlled by righteous sects, leaving no room for others to share.


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    But for Chu Xuan, Yin Evil Qi was within easy reach. The Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array was rich in Yin Evil Qi!


    "I need to forge a vessel specifically for holding Yin Evil Qi. When pursuing or escaping, I can use Yin Evil Qi to execute the Yin Evil Escape, making it difficult for early Foundation Establishment cultivators to match my speed. Using Yin Evil Qi to perform the Yin Evil Demon Claw will also greatly enhance its power."


    After some thought, Chu Xuan spent a few days crafting twenty small jade bottles.


    The bottoms of these bottles were engraved with Qi-gathering formations, which could accumulate Yin Evil Qi within them.


    Though each small jade bottle was only the size of a palm, it could contain enough Yin Evil Qi to support Chu Xuan''s escape for over three hundred li.


    Chu Xuan, riding his Heavenly Star Flying Sword, entered the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array. He buried these twenty jade bottles at various points within the large array. He then sat cross-legged at the center of the array, utilizing the crisscrossing Yin Evil Qi of the site to cultivate the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture.


    In such an environment, the speed of his cultivation would further accelerate. He set a modest goal for himself¡ªto break through to the second level of the Foundation Establishment stage in one go!


    ...


    In the provincial capital of Linjiang Province, Dragon River City. This vast city was bisected by the Dragon River.


    To the north of the river, educational institutions abound, including the much-coveted Life Sciences Research Institute dreamt of by countless students. To the south, many corporate headquarters clustered, making it a hub of booming commerce. The Linjiang military''s barracks were stationed in the south.


    Following the outbreak of the zombie crisis, the Linjiang military was among the first to enter Dragon River City to maintain order.


    General Ye Nantian of Linjiang issued martial law, establishing three rules that stabilized Dragon River City, gradually turning it into a sanctuary envisioned by many survivors.


    Every day, a large number of survivors from all over Linjiang Province rushed here, seeking refuge in the safe haven of Dragon River City.


    Atop a tall building, a robust middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing over the city, his brows furrowed deeply. His face was marked by the vicissitudes of life, with streaks of silver beginning to show at his temples. He was Ye Nantian, the commander of the Linjiang Army.


    Footsteps approached from behind.


    A close aide approached briskly, bowing respectfully, "General, Chief Zheng from the research institute has arrived."


    Ye Nantian nodded, "Please, let him in."


    Moments later.


    Ye Nantian met with Zheng Baoshan in the reception room.


    Ye Nantian smiled, "Professor Zheng, what brings you here? Is there progress in the research?"


    Zheng Baoshan replied excitedly, "Exactly! The third-level Psionic core we brought back from East Lake City is very valuable. The institute has produced a new batch of Psionic potions, and we have already begun experimenting on animals. Perhaps in a year or two, we can start mass production. By then, everyone could become supernatural!"


    Ye Nantian nodded solemnly, "That''s wonderful news indeed! As for scientific research, Professor Zheng, you know far more than I do. I entrust you fully with this responsibility, and I''m very reassured by that."


    Zheng Baoshan paused, then added, "There''s another matter, about the cultivator from East Lake City I mentioned last time..."


    Ye Nantian chuckled, "A cultivator? To me, he''s just a superhuman with unique talents. Professor, you might be overthinking it."


    With the vast population of the Han Country, there must be many Superhumans with unique talents. Ye Nantian wasn''t too concerned.


    Zheng Baoshan insisted earnestly, "General Ye, regardless, if we could ally with that cultivator, it would certainly be a great asset. We mustn''t push him towards our enemies."


    Ye Nantian nodded, "I have my own considerations for that."


    Zheng Baoshan nodded and then departed.


    Moments later, another aide hurried over.


    "General, a gigantic aquatic creature has been detected in the Dragon River basin within our city. It''s over thirty meters in length."


    Ye Nantian raised an eyebrow, "How many people saw it?"


    The aide replied respectfully, "The creature appeared at night, and only four soldiers on guard on both banks of the Dragon River saw it."


    Ye Nantian nodded, "Bring those four soldiers to the General''s Mansion, seal their lips, and forbid anyone from spreading the word about this aquatic creature. Anyone who disobeys shall be detained immediately. How many commanders are in the city?"


    The aide responded, "Two commanders are escorting a convoy to Hanhai Province, three are stationed outside guarding our assets, and five are still in the city."


    Ye Nantian nodded, "Call them immediately for a meeting."


    "Yes, sir!"

 Chapter 42: Second Level Foundation Establishment, The Wu Familys Downfall

    Half an hour later, five commanders from various parts of Dragon River City gathered at the General''s mansion. Each commander had a distinct appearance, some were tall and burly, and others lean as if only skin and bones.


    "Why has the General suddenly called us over?"


    "I don''t know, but it must be something significant."


    "Nonsense, there are only ten commanders in total, and the other five are out. Calling us all here definitely means it''s a big deal."


    "Quick, the guard is beckoning us inside."


    Moments later, in the reception room. The five commanders sat respectfully below.


    Ye Nantian still had his hands clasped behind his back. He spoke calmly, "The materials are prepared for you; take a look."


    The five hastily flipped through the documents in front of them.


    The stack was thin. But after reading it, they were inwardly unsettled for a long time.


    "A thirty-meter-long aquatic creature?"


    "So, it was this monster that attacked the cargo ship last time!"


    "As long as this creature lives, our Linjiang military''s water transport can never be smooth."


    "With nearly eighty thousand troops in the Linjiang military, are we afraid we can''t kill this monster?!"


    "General, you summoned us here to deal with this creature, right?"


    Ye Nantian nodded calmly, "This extraordinary creature must be of no less than a third level. In the water, its home field, its strength could potentially match a fourth level. Killing it will be extremely difficult, but we cannot allow it to continue disrupting the peace in Dragon River City. Your task is to frighten it, to make it fear us, to beat it until it dares not enter our Linjiang military''s territory!"


    The five commanders stood up solemnly, "Yes!"


    ...


    East Lake City.


    A figure soared through the air, leaving trails of cold, sinister energy behind. One moment he was stationary, and in the next, he appeared on the rooftop of a building hundreds of meters away. His movement was as swift as lightning.


    With a casual grasp, a giant claw materialized and instantly crushed a telephone pole to dust! Moments later, a tall figure stood atop the spire of a signal tower.


    It was Chu Xuan.


    He looked exhilarated. This morning, he had achieved the second level of Foundation Establishment. Yin Evil Escape and Yin Evil Demon Claw were indeed as described in the ancient texts. Powered by Spiritual Qi, they would be considered mediocre.


    But when driven by Yin Evil Qi, they were comparable to superior Foundation Establishment stage spells. Most cultivators overlooked this detail, thus underestimating their power.


    Yet, Chu Xuan could leverage this to unleash astonishing speed and terrifying power, catching his opponents off-guard and slaying them unexpectedly!


    "Coming to Blue Star this time brought immense growth."


    Chu Xuan felt a bit sentimental. Before arriving, he was merely at the ninth level of Qi Refining.


    Now, however, he had advanced to the second level of Foundation Establishment, possessing his life-bound magical tool, the Evil Soul Chain, along with the Heavenly Star Flying Sword, the Golden Wood Shield, and other high-grade magical tools.


    He had even learned Foundation Establishment stage spells like Yin Evil Escape and Yin Evil Demon Claw. Whether in combat or escape, he could now ensure an invincible position.


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    "With such strength, even if I am targeted by a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator like Sun Shi again, I have the power to counterattack."


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly.


    "It''s about time to return. My life-bound magical tool, the Evil Soul Chain, still lacks one final component. The living soul of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator!"


    Chu Xuan returned to the Haotai Hotel. This time, he arranged for Hu and Bao to guard the house, taking Long with him.


    He trusted Hu completely, leaving Bao behind deliberately so Hu could discipline Bao and curb its rebellious nature. As for Long, this fellow was the strongest, inherently rebellious, and had to be kept close, never out of his sight.


    With everything arranged, Chu Xuan took out the Blood Mirror from his storage bag. In an instant, he vanished as if he had evaporated from the human world.


    Hu, having previous experience, was not startled.


    Bao, however, was shocked.


    Where is the master? Why does it feel like the connection between the master and me has become extremely weak? Could it be that I...


    His eyes began to dart around slyly.


    "Roar, roar! Roar roar~ roar!"


    Hu snorted coldly and gave him a solid whack.


    Bao whimpered a few times, not daring to entertain any more wild thoughts.


    ...


    Mystic Azure Realm, Peace Market.


    Chu Xuan arrived here once again. This time, he appeared as a bald, fierce-looking man.


    Just by looking at him, one could tell he was incredibly menacing, deterring anyone from approaching.


    Upon arriving at Taiping Market, he immediately sensed a significant change in its atmosphere.


    A little inquiry revealed that the Wu family, which controlled Taiping Market, had been raided by the Divine Star Sect.


    Someone had reported that the Wu family was hiding remnants of the Infinite Sect. Divine Star Sect sent cultivators to investigate, and it turned out to be true.


    The entire Wu family, consisting of thousands, were condemned for colluding with demonic cultivators and were all executed.


    Only the Wu family''s patriarch, Wu Teng, and some Infinite Sect demonic cultivators escaped with their lives.


    Chu Xuan sighed. His guess had been correct.


    A large group attracts attention. The Wu family estate was bound to encounter trouble eventually.


    Fortunately, he hadn''t stayed with Liu Zhenxiong and the others. Otherwise, he would have become a target of Divine Star Sect''s pursuit too.


    Once again, he would have to live a life where everyone wanted him dead.


    Chu Xuan displayed little emotion, sitting quietly by the window in the teahouse, sipping his tea as he had always done.


    Now that he had advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, he could overhear most cultivators'' conversations without the need for the eavesdropping worm.


    As he expected, only a month had passed on the Mystic Azure Realm.


    Ouyang Hao''s disappearance was still a popular topic among many rogue cultivators. Additionally, another major event caught Chu Xuan''s attention.


    The Golden Core cultivator of the Infinite Sect, Wan Wuying, had been surrounded by three Golden Core patriarchs from the Divine Star Sect and Golden Dragon Temple and had ultimately perished in battle.


    The fall of a Golden Core cultivator was a monumental event throughout the Nine Provinces of Yu Kingdom, naturally sparking heated discussions among many cultivators.


    "When the Infinite Sect was destroyed, only two Golden Core patriarchs escaped. Now, there''s one less."


    Chu Xuan took a sip of tea, feeling somewhat sentimental. The alliance between the Divine Star Sect and Golden Dragon Temple, however, surprised him.


    Among the Five Righteous Sects of the Yu Kingdom, the Divine Star Sect held the dominant position, followed by the Golden Dragon Temple, Mystical Sound Palace, Imperial Spirit Mountain, and Heavenly Seal Sect. The relationship between the top two sects was fraught with friction.


    Yet, to deal with Wan Wuying, the three cultivators from the Divine Star Sect and Golden Dragon Temple had managed to cooperate.


    However, the entanglements and grudges among the Five Righteous Sects were too distant from him to warrant much thought.


    "I wonder where there might be large-scale conflicts so I can fish in troubled waters and extract a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator''s living soul for my Evil Soul Chain."


    Chu Xuan lightly tapped the table, listening intently.


    However, after a long listen, he couldn''t gather any useful information. These Qi Refining stage cultivators hardly said anything of value.


    Without lingering, Chu Xuan left a small spiritual stone to pay the bill and departed. He did not go to the Wu family estate. Who knew if there would be an ambush waiting for him there?


    Chu Xuan took out the Heavenly Star Flying Sword and headed south.


    After being refined by him, the appearance of the Heavenly Star Flying Sword changed significantly. Unless it was the person who crafted the Heavenly Star Flying Sword, it was impossible to easily identify it as Ouyang Hao''s former weapon.


    "If I can''t find a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator''s living soul, I''ll have to settle for a Foundation Establishment stage demonic beast''s soul for the Evil Soul Chain."


    Chu Xuan headed south, passing numerous villages and towns without stopping. A day later, he saw a vast mountain range stretching across the land.


    Shrouded in mist, it resembled a celestial realm.


    This mountain range, called the Cloud Mist Mountains, marked the boundary between Tong Province and Wu Province in Yu Kingdom.


    The Green River Prefecture, where Chu Xuan had previously been, was one of the eight prefectures of Tong Province.


    The Misty Mountains were known for their frequent demonic beast activity. Naturally, there was no shortage of Foundation Establishment stage demonic beasts.

 Chapter 43: Misty Mountains, False Accusations

    Chu Xuan sheathed his flying sword and strolled forward. Upon arriving at the Misty Mountains and just as he was about to enter, two figures swiftly flew in from either side.


    Two were dressed in the robes of the Divine Star Sect disciples. Two wore the robes of the Golden Dragon Temple disciples. However, they were all at the Qi Refining stage.


    The four looked at Chu Xuan with unfriendly expressions.


    Chu Xuan furrowed his brows. It was his first time at the Misty Mountains. How had he offended both the Divine Star Sect and the Golden Dragon Temple simultaneously?


    Feigning fear, Chu Xuan cupped his hands and said, "Honorable fellow daoists, I am but a loose cultivator. Why do you block my path?"


    The two monks from the Golden Dragon Temple chuckled softly, "Where have you come from, and where are you headed?"


    Chu Xuan replied, "I come from White River Prefecture, intending to enter the Misty Mountains to slay demonic beasts and earn some spirit stones."


    White River Prefecture lay at the foot of the Misty Mountains. He did not mention coming from Green River Prefecture.


    After all, Green River Prefecture was located in central Tong Province, far from the Misty Mountains. If he were only at the Qi Refining stage, it would be impossible to travel such a distance to kill demonic beasts for spirit stones.


    A disciple of the Divine Star Sect scrutinized Chu Xuan, "You claim to be a loose cultivator. Do you have proof?"


    Chu Xuan scratched his head anxiously, "Proof? I have been a loose cultivator for over fifty years!"


    The disciple of the Divine Star Sect sneered, "I think you are pretending to be a loose cultivator to enter the Misty Mountains and rescue someone! You are clearly a demonic cultivator! Everyone, attack and kill this fiend!"


    With those words, the four surrounded him.


    The two disciples of the Divine Star Sect wielded their swords, while the two disciples of the Golden Dragon Temple brandished their Vajra rods. They moved as if they had practiced many times before.


    In the blink of an eye, the four magical tools cast an impenetrable net. No matter how Chu Xuan tried to escape, he could not elude their attack range.


    The four exchanged knowing smiles. In recent days, they had used this method to jointly kill eight loose cultivators. No Qi Refining stage cultivator could withstand such an encirclement.


    Yet, before their eyes could register, Chu Xuan vanished, leaving only a faint Yin Evil aura.


    The four were momentarily stunned. Then, a bloodline streaked across the air. In an instant, four heads flew, blood gushing like a fountain.


    Chu Xuan swiftly gathered the four corpses into his storage bag. He meticulously examined the storage bags of the four and discovered that they had indeed killed numerous loose cultivators, collecting several storage bags.


    From one of the storage bags, he even found an order from a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.


    "So, this is it. Liu Zhenxiong and his men were discovered, fleeing southward until they finally hid in the vast Misty Mountains. Several Foundation Establishment stage cultivators led a large number of Qi Refining stage cultivators into the mountains to search for them, while these Qi Refining stage disciples guarded the foot of the mountains. As long as they could kill a demonic cultivator, they would receive considerable sect contributions. The Qi Refining stage disciples stationed outside then conceived the idea of killing innocents for merit."


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    Chu Xuan scoffed. Wasting no time, he immediately plunged into the thick fog of the Misty Mountains.


    He had initially thought he would have to settle for the soul of a Foundation Establishment stage demonic beast as his weapon spirit. Now, it seemed there were better options.


    The Foundation Establishment stage cultivators searching the depths of the Misty Mountains for Liu Zhenxiong and his men were, after all, walking souls.


    In the process, he could also enrich his Myriad Souls Banner!


    ...


    In a cave within the Misty Mountains.


    Xu Ming, Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and Bai Feng trembled, not daring to make a sound. Before them, Wu Teng lay on the ground, pale and unconscious.


    A long, narrow wound marred his chest, golden light swirling within, preventing it from healing.


    Liu Zhenxiong expended his Spiritual Qi into Wu Teng''s body but could not dispel the golden light.


    "The unique spell of the Golden Dragon Temple is indeed difficult to break."


    After a long time, Liu Zhenxiong had no choice but to retract his Spiritual Qi.


    Xu Ming whispered, "Uncle Master, what should we do?"


    Liu Zhenxiong smiled bitterly, "We can only take it one step at a time. Who could have predicted that Wu Teng''s own grandson would betray us?"


    At that moment, the sound of magic tools whooshing outside caught their attention.


    Everyone tensed.


    "Don''t make a sound, I''ll go take a look," Liu Zhenxiong said seriously.


    Xu Ming and the others nodded solemnly.


    Liu Zhenxiong cast a spell to conceal his aura completely before leaving the cave. Like a wisp of wind, he drifted into the forest.


    Not long after departing the cave, he saw signs of battle ahead.


    Upon closer inspection, he found only a pool of blood.


    "These battle marks... they must have been left by Foundation Establishment stage cultivators. The battle ended quickly; one side must have had overwhelming power. Strange, could it be a loose cultivator?"


    Liu Zhenxiong cautiously investigated, puzzled.


    The Misty Mountains were vast, a place where many loose cultivators gathered herbs and hunted demons for spirit stones. These days, he had seen many scenes of loose cultivators being slain. It was not hard to understand. Any demonic cultivator''s head was a significant achievement.


    But there were only so many demonic cultivators, and the merits were not enough to go around. Some righteous cultivators had devised the idea of killing innocents for merit. They used loose cultivators as substitutes for demonic cultivators to gain sect contributions.


    The Divine Star Sect and Golden Dragon Temple turned a blind eye to these actions. After all, in their eyes, loose cultivators had no background or foundation, killing them was inconsequential.


    Liu Zhenxiong did not linger and immediately left.


    Moments later, several figures arrived at the scene.


    Leading them was a middle-aged cultivator named Sun Shi, the very same Sun Shi who had previously sent He Liang to capture Chu Xuan.


    The young cultivator beside him was named Zhang Ze.


    Both were Foundation Establishment stage cultivators from the Divine Star Sect, long renowned in their field. Accompanying them were five Qi Refining stage disciples, all looking competent and resolute. These disciples were entirely different from those guarding the mountain''s foot.


    "Junior Brother Zhao''s distress signal was sent from this location," Zhang Ze said, looking at the bloodstain on the ground with a grim expression. "We are still too late."


    Sun Shi''s face was also dark, "Liu Zhenxiong truly is a formidable individual. Despite being injured, he managed to kill Junior Brother Zhao in such a short time."


    He took a deep breath, "Continue the search! Even if we have to scour every inch of these mountains, we must find these remnants of the Infinite Sect!"


    "Yes!" Zhang Ze and the others responded solemnly.


    Liu Zhenxiong had just returned to the cave when he inexplicably sneezed.


    "Strange... Foundation Establishment stage cultivators do not sneeze. Could someone be talking about me?"


    He was utterly baffled.


    ...


    In another cave within the Misty Mountains.


    The original inhabitant of the cave was a lone black bear, a Qi Refining stage demonic beast. Chu Xuan had courteously invited it into his Five Viscera Temple.


    "Not bad, I''ve obtained the soul of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator and a storage bag as well. No wonder they say that murder and arson yield golden belts; robbing and killing certainly brings quick rewards."


    Chu Xuan inspected the looted storage bag, clicking his tongue in wonder. Shortly after entering the Misty Mountains, he encountered a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator from the Divine Star Sect.


    Without a word, the other party had pointed at him, calling him a demonic cultivator, and attacked him with a magic tool. Helpless, Chu Xuan had no choice but to send the man to an early grave.


    Moreover, adhering to the principle of resource recycling, he diligently extracted the man''s soul and even threw the corpse into the Corpse Nurturing Tower as nourishment for the corpse puppets.


    It was, he thought, a fitting end for the man''s generous contribution.

 Chapter 44: Stop and Face Your Death!

    Chu Xuan infused the soul into the Evil Soul Chain. Whether the soul was suitable for the Evil Soul Chain required further tempering. If it couldn''t endure the tempering, it would dissipate and become nourishment for the cord.


    Moments later, a wail echoed from the Evil Soul Chain as the soul shattered into countless fragments.


    Chu Xuan shook his head helplessly, "Fellow daoist, you just don''t make the cut."


    For the next month, Chu Xuan remained in the Misty Mountains. Every few days, he would go out to hunt Foundation Establishment stage cultivators. Of course, his main goal was to find a suitable soul for the Evil Soul Chain.


    Absolutely not for their storage bags. Yes, absolutely not.


    After a month, Chu Xuan had taken down three Foundation Establishment stage cultivators and more than a dozen Qi Refining stage cultivators. The Myriad Souls Banner had grown significantly.


    But he still hadn''t found a suitable soul. These souls, without exception, couldn''t last more than a hundred breaths before shattering into countless fragments, becoming nourishment for the Evil Soul Chain.


    This left Chu Xuan quite frustrated. He even began to suspect the cord was doing it on purpose. As if it wanted to devour more souls.


    As for merit, there was no need to worry. After all, there was a difference between immortals and mortals. Once a mortal embarked on the path of cultivation, they became a cultivator, no longer a mere mortal. Slaughtering mortals would harm one''s merit, but killing cultivators would not.


    "Seems I need to kill a formidable Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. I think Sun Shi would be a good choice."


    Chu Xuan nodded to himself. He had seen Sun Shi from afar several times.


    However, Sun Shi was quite advanced in his cultivation, at least at the third layer of the Foundation Establishment stage. To deal with such a cultivator, thorough preparation was necessary.


    Chu Xuan didn''t want to be caught off guard.


    "Hmm? The sound of battle?"


    At that moment, Chu Xuan''s brow furrowed as he heard the sounds of an increasingly intense battle.


    The air was filled with the whooshing of spells and magical tools.


    In a flash, he appeared atop a giant tree, concealing his presence completely while observing the surroundings. Soon, he saw one person pursuing another.


    The one being chased was Liu Zhenxiong. He was bleeding profusely from his right arm and bore multiple wounds.


    The one chasing him was Sun Shi.


    Sun Shi roared, "Liu Zhenxiong! You killed my Junior Brother Zhao! And you murdered two other Foundation Establishment stage cultivators from the Divine Star Sect! Stop and face your death!"


    Ahead, Liu Zhenxiong, using his escape technique, was almost spitting blood in anger.


    When did I kill anyone from the Divine Star Sect? Nonsense! I''ve been hiding in a cave every day; killing people would only expose my location!


    However, he couldn''t be bothered to explain this to Sun Shi. He only wanted to shake off Sun Shi and hide back in the dense fog of the mountains.


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    Unfortunately, his injuries were severe, and he lacked healing pills, significantly slowing his escape speed. Though he had injured Sun Shi, the latter had an ample supply of healing pills. Even though he expended his vital blood to escape, he still couldn''t shake off Sun Shi.


    Worse, the commotion would inevitably attract other cultivators. If the monks from the Golden Dragon Temple were also drawn in, he would surely die!


    Up in the giant tree, Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow.


    Sun Shi was so focused on pursuing Liu Zhenxiong that he hadn''t noticed Chu Xuan''s presence. If he attacked now, it would be a thunderous strike! Even if he couldn''t kill Sun Shi on the spot, he would undoubtedly deal a heavy blow!


    Seizing the opportunity, Chu Xuan struck just as Sun Shi sped past the giant tree.


    The Evil Soul Chain shot out like lightning, aiming for Sun Shi''s head. The Myriad Souls Banner unfurled, and over a dozen vengeful spirits and evil ghosts pounced viciously.


    Sun Shi never expected a deadly ambush from the treetop. In a panic, he instinctively summoned a small silver shield to block.


    However, Chu Xuan''s long-prepared attack was not so easily thwarted. With a clang, the silver shield dimmed and fell to the ground. The Evil Soul Chain continued its relentless assault, striking Sun Shi''s head directly.


    With a scream, Sun Shi plummeted to the ground. The vengeful spirits and evil ghosts swarmed him, tearing at his flesh.


    Long, who had been waiting for the right moment, surged forward, tearing off one of Sun Shi''s legs!


    "Get off!"


    Sun Shi roared in fury, releasing sixteen small swords from his sleeve. The vengeful spirits were instantly pierced through, forming gaping holes.


    Clang, clang, clang!


    The sixteen small swords spun around Sun Shi. It was his life-bound magic tool, the Azure Cloud Divine Edge. This treasure, a set of magical tools, consisted of sixteen small swords, capable of both attack and defense, advancing or retreating at will. It was the magic tool that had made Sun Shi famous. Earlier, he had used this very tool to heavily injure Liu Zhenxiong.


    Standing on one leg, Sun Shi coldly glared at the top of the giant tree. There, a bald cultivator hovered. He growled, "You are also a demonic cultivator?! Fine, there are actually two Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivators in the Misty Mountains!"


    He urged the Azure Cloud Divine Edge, sending all sixteen swords hurtling toward Chu Xuan at lightning speed.


    In one breath, the swords were in their original position; in the next, they were right in front of Chu Xuan!


    Swoosh!


    The Azure Cloud Divine Edge pierced the bald cultivator who had ambushed him.


    However, it did not feel like it had pierced flesh.


    Sun Shi''s vision blurred, and he realized that the spot where the bald cultivator had stood was now empty.


    All that remained was a mass of dark purple Yin Evil aura.


    Sun Shi froze, sensing danger, and hurriedly tried to retract the Azure Cloud Divine Edge to defend against an attack from behind.


    But it was too late. The Evil Soul Chain lashed out from behind, slicing across his neck.


    A head flew high into the air. Blood spurted like a fountain!


    Sun Shi''s consciousness was swiftly consumed by darkness and cold.


    Chu Xuan activated his soul-extracting technique, pulling a soul from Sun Shi''s body.


    "Excellent!"


    Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up. This white soul was much more condensed and superior to the three he had previously acquired. It might just be suitable for the Evil Soul Chain!


    Liu Zhenxiong, who had been fleeing desperately, suddenly heard Sun Shi''s scream. He halted and looked back. He saw a bald cultivator extracting a soul from Sun Shi''s crown. The scene filled him with a sense of familiarity.


    This was a common practice among demonic cultivators! Moreover, the soul-extracting technique clearly belonged to the Infinite Sect. Could this be a Foundation Establishment stage disciple of the Infinite Sect?


    The Infinite Sect had ten Golden Core Patriarchs, each with Foundation Establishment stage disciples. While Liu Zhenxiong didn''t know all of these disciples, he recognized most of them. But this person was unfamiliar.


    Liu Zhenxiong did not foolishly approach immediately. Instead, he kept his distance and called out loudly, "Thank you for your help! May I know which Patriarch''s disciple you are?"


    Chu Xuan glanced at him without responding. He did not want to be associated with the remnants of the Infinite Sect. The five major righteous sects of Yu Kingdom were all keenly watching the remaining demonic cultivators. The closer he got to the Infinite Sect remnants, the more likely he would be targeted. He did not want to live like a rat in the streets again.


    Liu Zhenxiong hurriedly continued, "Fellow Daoist, I am Liu Zhenxiong, a Foundation Establishment stage disciple under Patriarch Wan Wuying! Fellow Daoist! My master, Patriarch Wan, is still alive. With him, there is hope for the Infinite Sect to rise again!"

 Chapter 45: A 29-Year-Old Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator

    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow.


    Hadn''t it been widely rumored that Wan Wuying was slain by the combined forces of three Golden Core cultivators from the Divine Star Sect and the Golden Dragon Temple?


    However, according to Liu Zhenxiong, he was still alive.


    Liu Zhenxiong quickly explained, "Fellow Daoist, the rumors about my master''s death are false. In reality, he was captured by the Divine Star Sect and is being used as a test stone for their swords! Since this matter is quite disgraceful, the Divine Star Sect falsely claimed that my master had died."


    As he spoke, his expression was filled with indignation.


    Chu Xuan''s interest was piqued. Wan Wuying being used as a test stone for swords by the Divine Star Sect¡ªwhat did that mean?


    If Wan Wuying was indeed still alive, it would be good news. Having a Golden Core Patriarch as a backer would make all the difference.


    Furthermore, if Chu Xuan ever had the opportunity to break through to the Golden Core stage, he would need a Golden Core stage cultivation method and a mentor to guide him.


    "What do you mean by that?" Chu Xuan asked.


    Liu Zhenxiong replied earnestly, "This is not the place to discuss such matters. Fellow Daoist, please follow me."


    Chu Xuan pondered for a moment and then followed him.


    After a short while, the two arrived at a concealed cave.


    With a sweep of his gaze, Chu Xuan saw Xu Ming, Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and Bai Feng.


    On the ground lay the unconscious Wu Teng. Besides them, there was no one else.


    It was evident that the other Qi Refining stage disciples were either dead or scattered. Only these few remained with Liu Zhenxiong.


    Seeing a stranger enter, Xu Ming and the others immediately became vigilant.


    After Liu Zhenxiong gave a brief explanation, they relaxed and even showed gratitude towards Chu Xuan.


    Thanks to this bald cultivator, Liu Zhenxiong had returned alive.


    Without Liu Zhenxiong leading them, they would have been easy prey, captured sooner or later.


    Liu Zhenxiong spoke again, "Fellow Daoist, may I ask which Patriarch''s disciple you are? I recognize about seventy percent of the Foundation Establishment stage disciples of the Infinite Sect, but I have never seen your face before."


    "Chu Xuan."


    Chu Xuan no longer concealed his identity.


    Liu Zhenxiong was stunned, "Chu Xuan?"


    Xu Ming and the others were also taken aback upon hearing this name, "Chu Xuan?!"


    Chu Xuan wiped his face, dispelling his disguise, and revealing his true appearance.


    Indeed, it was that face. It was the very face they remembered.


    However, the current Chu Xuan exuded a powerful aura, clearly no longer the mere Qi Refining stage cultivator he once was.


    Liu Zhenxiong was utterly shocked, "You... you''ve advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage? When did this happen? I remember you were still at the ninth level of Qi Refining not long ago."


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    Chu Xuan chuckled, "Ouyang Hao had a Foundation Establishment pill. I took it and broke through. It was a fortunate coincidence."


    Liu Zhenxiong was stunned and clicked his tongue in amazement, "To succeed in Foundation Establishment with just one pill! Junior Brother Chu, your talent and luck are exceptional!"


    He had now begun to address Chu Xuan as "Junior Brother," clearly acknowledging his identity.


    After a moment, Liu Zhenxiong couldn''t help but ask, "Junior Brother Chu, you should be under forty years old, right?"


    Chu Xuan nodded, "This year, I am twenty-nine."


    He had joined the Infinite Sect at the age of ten, serving as a servant disciple for many years, only managing to channel Qi into his body at twenty and reaching the fourth level of Qi Refining by twenty-eight.


    According to the calendar of the Mystic Azure Realm, he was indeed twenty-nine years old.


    Liu Zhenxiong marveled, deeply impressed, "To reach Foundation Establishment before thirty! If the Infinite Sect still existed, even the Nascent Soul Patriarchs would likely have taken you as a disciple."


    Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and Bai Feng were both excited and envious, "Chu... Uncle Master Chu!"


    Xu Ming, however, had a complex expression, harboring some jealousy, "Greetings, Uncle Master Chu."


    It had only been a little over half a month. He was still at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Yet, Chu Xuan had soared to the Foundation Establishment stage. Comparing oneself to others was indeed infuriating. He recalled that when the Infinite Sect was still around, Chu Xuan''s talent was mediocre, his progress akin to a snail''s pace.


    How had Chu Xuan''s cultivation speed become so extraordinary after the sect''s downfall, as if he were riding the flying sword of a Golden Core master?


    As if remembering something, Liu Zhenxiong suddenly asked, "When Sun Shi was chasing me, he said I had killed several of his Junior Brothers. Could it be..."


    Chu Xuan did not hide anything and directly nodded, "It was I who killed them."


    Liu Zhenxiong''s eyes widened, clicking his tongue in amazement, "Junior Brother Chu, you''ve recently advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, yet you can firmly crush the Divine Star Sect cultivators who have long been in the Foundation Establishment stage! Truly impressive!"


    Xu Ming and the others were stunned, deeply impressed.


    Incredible.


    Was this really the same Chu Xuan who was at the fourth level of Qi Refining?


    Chu Xuan asked, "Senior Brother Liu, you mentioned earlier that Patriarch Wan has become a test stone for the Divine Star Sect''s swords. What does that mean?"


    Liu Zhenxiong gritted his teeth, "Those hypocrites of the Divine Star Sect... You must know that the Divine Star Sect cultivates sword Qi. Qi Refining stage cultivators train in Heavenly Star Sword Qi, Foundation Establishment stage cultivators train in Pure Star Sword Qi, Golden Core stage cultivators train in True Star Sword Qi, and Nascent Soul stage cultivators train in Divine Star Sword Qi.


    The Divine Star Sect''s leader has long been at the ninth layer of the Golden Core stage, but his sword Qi has always been lacking, preventing a breakthrough. The best method to temper True Star Sword Qi is to battle with vengeful spirits, evil entities, fierce ghosts, and corpse demons. My master has a unique constitution; his blood is a great supplement for ghostly beings.


    Therefore, the Divine Star Sect''s leader imprisoned our patriarch within a grand formation. Periodically, they extract his blood to nourish fierce ghosts, then test their swords on these ghosts, thereby tempering their True Star Sword Qi."


    Liu Zhenxiong spoke bitterly, "However, this matter is extremely disgraceful. As the leader of the five righteous sects, the Divine Star Sect couldn''t publicly admit to it, so they falsely claimed that my master was dead."


    Chu Xuan sneered upon hearing this.


    Righteous or demonic, what''s the difference? There is only the path of cultivation.


    As long as one can achieve their own goals, a righteous cultivator can become a demonic one, and a demonic cultivator can walk the righteous path¡ªit all hinges on a single thought.


    The actions of the Divine Star Sect''s leader were not much different from the so-called "demonic ways" condemned by the righteous sects.


    "Where did this information come from?" Chu Xuan asked again.


    Liu Zhenxiong pointed at Wu Teng, "It was gathered by Brother Wu. He even discovered the exact location where our master is being held. It''s in Misty Manor, on the northern side of the Misty Mountains."


    His eyes shone brightly, "Junior Brother Chu, let''s join forces and rescue our master. With our master shielding us, it wouldn''t matter if we left Tong Province or even Yu Kingdom. There will always be a place where we can reopen the Infinite Sect."


    Chu Xuan frowned. With just these few people, rescuing a Golden Core Patriarch seemed almost impossible.


    Liu Zhenxiong noticed his concern and said earnestly, "Wu Teng has already scouted the area. Yunwu Manor is usually guarded by only four Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, all of them trusted followers of Divine Star Sect''s leader, Mo Huanshan. Mo Huanshan visits only once a month. He doesn''t want to draw blood too frequently, as it would hasten our master''s demise."


    Chu Xuan pondered. If this information was accurate, they could indeed attempt a rescue.


    "How many Foundation Establishment stage cultivators do we have? Including Wu Teng, that''s only three?" Chu Xuan inquired. "Three against four, and there will surely be defensive formations in the manor. The probability of successfully rescuing our patriarch seems quite low."

 Chapter 46: The Soul Refining Technique and the Tome of Blood Worms

    Chu Xuan was no rash man.


    With a little thought, one would realize that at least four cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage were needed for a successful rescue.


    Moreover, Wu Teng was injured and had not yet awakened.


    Liu Zhenxiong stated solemnly, "There is another, the direct disciple of the First Ancestor, at the third level of Foundation Establishment."


    Chu Xuan''s eyes flickered, "Could it be..."


    "Indeed, among all the Foundation Establishment disciples, he is the one with the finest aptitude and the most hopeful to advance to the Golden Core period¡ªLi Xuanming, Senior Brother Li."


    Chu Xuan was astonished, "He is still alive?"


    Before he had even begun Qi cultivation, Chu Xuan had heard of Li Xuanming''s renown.


    Back then, Li Xuanming''s cultivation advanced rapidly, unmatched in prominence. All ten Golden Core elders were convinced that Li Xuanming would be the next to ascend to the Golden Core period!


    After the fall of the Infinite Sect, Li Xuanming disappeared without a trace, and many believed him to be dead.


    Unexpectedly, Li Xuanming had managed to escape from death. Truly deserving of being the foremost among the Foundation Establishment stage in the Infinite Sect.


    Liu Zhenxiong nodded, "Wu Teng has made contact with him. He has concealed his identity and joined a mid-sized sect. However, to rescue his master, he is willing to act. But on the condition that the master accepts him as his principal disciple."


    Chu Xuan chuckled.


    There were conditions, of course. But this was to be expected.


    The Infinite Sect''s teachings were lost, and Li Xuanming''s desire to become the principal disciple of Wan Wuying and receive the true transmission was nothing out of the ordinary.


    Liu Zhenxiong declared solemnly, "Strength in numbers, I hope Junior Brother Chu will join us. I, Liu Zhenxiong, am asking for your help!"


    After speaking, he knelt on both knees and bowed deeply to Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan quickly helped him up, "Senior Brother Liu, I agree."


    Liu Zhenxiong was overjoyed, "Very good! With this, the probability of a successful rescue increases significantly!"


    Chu Xuan asked, "When do we act? Several Foundation Establishment stage cultivators from the Divine Star Sect have died. They might send more people. Our time is limited."


    Liu Zhenxiong replied gravely, "As soon as Wu Teng''s injuries improve, we''ll make our move, within three days at most."


    "Agreed," Chu Xuan nodded. He paused, then added, "Senior Brother Liu, do you have the Soul Refining Technique and the Tome of Blood Worms?"


    The Soul Refining Technique, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivation method, strengthens the spirit, enabling control over more corpse puppets.


    The Blood Worms Tome, also a Foundation Establishment stage technique, allows for the creation of an organ known as the "Blood Worm Sac" within the body to house Gu insects. The Blood Worm Sac functions similarly to the Corpse Nurturing Tower.


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    However, while the Corpse Nurturing Tower is specifically for nurturing corpses, the Blood Worm Sac is dedicated to cultivating Gu insects.


    Moreover, once the Blood Worm Sac is cultivated, it enables the nurturing of a life-bound Gu and increases the limit of Gu insects one can control.


    After advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage, the might of the Blood Steel Wire had fallen behind.


    Chu Xuan had long planned to cultivate his life-bound Gu. But without the Tome of Blood Worms, he didn''t know how to proceed.


    Liu Zhenxiong nodded, "I possess both techniques. I''ve heard that Junior Brother Chu is proficient with Gu insects. Are you planning to manage both Gu insects and corpse puppets?"


    Chu Xuan nodded, "I will use every means to enhance my strength."


    Liu Zhenxiong pulled out two tomes from his storage bag and handed them over, "I have transcribed these myself; they are without any errors."


    Chu Xuan nodded and handed over a storage bag.


    "What''s this?" Liu Zhenxiong asked, puzzled.


    Upon opening it, his expression turned to delighted surprise, "So many blood beads! And several large blood beads too!"


    Chu Xuan smiled, "I have nothing else but these to exchange for the Soul Refining Technique and the Tome of Blood Worms; I hope Senior Brother Liu does not mind."


    Liu Zhenxiong''s smile was broad, "Not at all, these are quite sufficient!"


    Blood beads, which could be used by Xu Ming and the other three for cultivation.


    Large blood beads, which he could use for his own cultivation. This bag of blood beads and large blood beads perfectly addressed his urgent need for cultivation resources.


    In desperate times, blood beads could also serve as healing pills, although not as effective as genuine healing medicines.


    Upon hearing the words ''blood beads'', Xu Ming and the others also showed a glint of thrilled surprise in their eyes. Their respect for Chu Xuan deepened.


    Chu Xuan pondered for a moment, "I won''t stay here. I will find another cave."


    After saying this, he left a communication jade, "Senior Brother Liu, use this to contact me."


    "Alright," Liu Zhenxiong watched as Chu Xuan departed, filled with deep emotions.


    "If the Infinite Sect still existed, given time, Chu Xuan would certainly be a genius comparable to Li Xuanming, alas..."


    Elsewhere.


    Chu Xuan, after a short search, found a cave occupied by a python. The original inhabitant was courteously invited into Long''s stomach. He casually swept away the foul smell of the place. Then he sat down to meditate, contemplating his next steps.


    Rescuing the Golden Core elder was inherently risky. Even the most meticulous plans could fail. Therefore, he was preparing for the possibility of failure now.


    "Beyond the Misty Mountains lies Wu Province, a place long considered the wild hinterlands, abundant in poisons and specters, previously the backyard of the Infinite Sect. Now that the Infinite Sect is no more, few sects are interested in taking over Wu Province. If there are any issues with the rescue plan, I must immediately head south, straight to Wu Province. Once within the boundaries of Wu Province, the sky is the limit, and the sea is boundless."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. He retrieved the Tome of Blood Worms.


    After a thorough examination, he quickly understood the method for crafting the Blood Worm Sac. The sac could be formed anywhere in the body, but beside the heart was optimal. Since Gu insects crave blood, the blood near the heart is of the highest quality, and convenient for feeding.


    Moreover, located near the heart, the Gu insects could also quickly reach every part of the body via the blood vessels, making it the fastest route.


    The side effects, however, were also quite apparent. Should there be a lack of blood food, the Gu insects would first attack their master''s heart.


    But for Chu Xuan, this was no issue. Having killed so many zombies, he had prepared a large number of blood beads.


    The bag he had given Liu Zhenxiong was just one of many; he still had plenty. Additionally, the enthusiastic and hospitable cultivators of the Divine Star Sect had also been meticulously collected into the Corpse Nurturing Tower. There was enough to feed the Gu insects and corpse puppets on a daily basis.


    Thus, without hesitation, Chu Xuan decided to create the Blood Worm Sac near his heart. The process of forming the Blood Worm Sac was somewhat painful.


    After all, it involved manipulating one''s own flesh to form an organ near the heart that did not previously exist. To say it was painless would be a lie.


    It took Chu Xuan three full hours to form a rudimentary Blood Worm Sac. Now, it only needed to be reinforced.


    Reinforcement did not require Chu Xuan to expend any mental energy, so while he worked on this, he also took out a storage bag he had previously captured to inventory.


    At that moment, the Blood Steel Wire suddenly emerged from his palm, its head pointing toward one of the storage bags.


    This was Sun Shi''s storage bag.


    "Hmm? What have you sensed?"


    Chu Xuan was puzzled and immediately began to remove the items from the storage bag.


    The Blood Steel Wire hovered for a moment, finally stopping in front of a piece of amber.


    At first glance, the amber seemed ordinary. But upon closer inspection by Chu Xuan, it actually encapsulated a drop of blood.


    He asked, "You want it?"

 Chapter 47: Blood Steel Wires Second Transformation, the Boiling Blood Technique!

    Blood Steel Wire nodded its tiny head eagerly.


    Chu Xuan looked surprised. He suddenly recalled the content from the Tome of Blood Worms.


    Blood Steel Wire was a descendant of the ancient exotic insect "Swallowing Gold Blood Mother."


    If it consumed such blood, there was a chance it could revert to its ancestral form. Even if it didn''t fully revert, its strength would increase substantially.


    "Could the blood within this amber be that of the Swallowing Gold Blood Mother? No, that can''t be right. Sun Shi is merely a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator; how could he obtain the blood of an ancient exotic insect?


    This must be the blood of another powerful Gu insect, yet somehow related to the Swallowing Gold Blood Mother. It''s likely from another descendant, such as the Flying Blood Locust or the Mountain Steel Beetle... However, since Blood Steel Wire desires it, let''s allow it to consume and see. There''s certainly no harm in trying."


    Chu Xuan sliced open the amber. Before he could even command it, Blood Steel Wire pounced forward, swiftly devouring the dark red blood.


    After the feast, Blood Steel Wire immediately became sluggish. It leisurely returned to Chu Xuan''s body, burrowed into the Blood Worm Sac, and curled up. Then, to Chu Xuan''s astonishment, it began to spin a cocoon! He could distinctly feel the aura of Blood Steel Wire strengthening rapidly!


    "Is it beginning its second transformation?!"


    Chu Xuan was amazed. He calmed his excited emotions and began to cultivate the Soul Refining Technique.


    The Soul Refining Technique was divided into three levels, and although it did not involve spells, it could enhance the soul by up to thirty percent.


    An enhancement of thirty percent was still significant, better than nothing. If he found a better technique in the future, he would certainly switch.


    Three days later.


    Chu Xuan suddenly sensed something unusual in the Blood Worm Sac. He quickly looked within and saw the cocoon of Blood Steel Wire cracking, its aura suddenly breaking through a bottleneck.


    Chu Xuan was delighted; when he looked at Blood Steel Wire again, its appearance had not changed much, but its length, hardness, and thickness had all increased significantly.


    Although it had not reverted to its ancestral form, its strength had increased dramatically.


    "It''s now at the early stages of the second transformation, comparable to a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator! If it becomes a life-bound Gu, its power would increase even further, but there''s no time left."


    Chu Xuan was greatly pleased. With Blood Steel Wire advancing to the second transformation of a Gu, he had gained another method to fend off enemies.


    "I''ve never given you a name before, now I''ll give you a splendid one! From now on, you shall be known as Gangsi!"


    Chu Xuan was very pleased with the name he had chosen.


    It was incredibly creative!


    Blood Steel Wire nodded obediently. It didn''t understand, nor dared to comment. Gangsi it is, then. Could it even ask for a change?


    "What about your innate spell?"


    Chu Xuan carefully sensed around.


    Gangsi, understanding his intention, immediately moved near Chu Xuan''s heart. It opened its mouth and gently bit on the surface of the heart. It seemed as though something had been injected into the heart.


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    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. He immediately noticed that the blood flow within his body had quickened. In the blink of an eye, it felt as though his blood was about to boil!


    Moved by a thought, Chu Xuan swiftly made a cut on the palm of his hand. The wound barely appeared before it began healing rapidly. Within a few breaths, the blood scab fell off, and the skin was as good as new.


    Chu Xuan was mildly surprised.


    Boiling Blood Technique! This was certainly a top-tier spell! This technique could increase the host''s blood flow speed and accelerate wound healing.


    The physical quality of the flesh would significantly improve.


    "Good, good, good!"


    Chu Xuan repeated the word ''good'' thrice, delighted in his heart. With this, he had gained another method.


    Just then, his storage bag suddenly vibrated.


    Chu Xuan took out the communication jade; Liu Zhenxiong''s voice immediately came through.


    "Junior Brother Chu, Wu Teng is no longer in serious danger. Senior Brother Li is waiting for us at the foot of the mountain; it''s time to depart."


    Chu Xuan responded promptly, "Good, I''m on my way."


    He returned to the cave they had used before. He found only Liu Zhenxiong and Wu Teng present. As for Xu Ming and the other Qi Refining stage disciples, they had all disappeared.


    Liu Zhenxiong noticed his confusion and smiled, "With Senior Brother Li''s help, I''ve already moved Xu Ming and the others to a safe location."


    Chu Xuan nodded in understanding.


    Wu Teng looked at Chu Xuan, remarking with emotion, "I never imagined you would become a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator so quickly."


    Liu Zhenxiong laughed heartily, "Not just you, I didn''t expect it either. Let''s go, both of you. We''re setting off."


    The three left the cave and hurried down the mountain. Before long, they saw a figure at the foot of the mountain.


    The figure, dressed in flowing white robes with an aura of immortality, had his back to them¡ªa perfect embodiment of a disciple from a righteous sect.


    "Here you come."


    The person sensed their approach and turned around.


    Chu Xuan got a clear view of the man''s face. With eyebrows shaped like swords and a remarkably handsome appearance, he looked every bit a disciple of a leading righteous sect like the Divine Star Sect, rather than a sinister disciple from the Infinite Sect.


    In fact, Li Xuanming had indeed been contested between the Divine Star Sect and the Infinite Sect in the past.


    It was only after the Infinite Sect paid a tremendous price that they were able to include Li Xuanming in their ranks.


    "Greetings, Senior Brother Li."


    Chu Xuan, Liu Zhenxiong, and Wu Teng all bowed their hands in salute. In the path of cultivation, strength was respected.


    Li Xuanming''s level was higher than theirs, rightfully earning him the title of "Senior Brother."


    Li Xuanming''s gaze swept over Liu Zhenxiong and Wu Teng, finally resting on Chu Xuan.


    He nodded slightly, "Not bad, managing to advance to Foundation Establishment under such circumstances is no small feat. If it were in the past, I would have recommended my master to take Junior Brother Chu as a disciple."


    The master he referred to was the first ancestor of the Infinite Sect, the strongest among them. However, he had perished long ago.


    Li Xuanming continued, "Junior Brother Chu, being newly initiated into Foundation Establishment, your strength is insufficient. You shall stay on the periphery and keep watch."


    Chu Xuan chuckled lightly and nodded in agreement. Since someone capable was willing to handle the rescue operation, and they preferred him to keep watch outside, it was more than suitable. He did not wish to reveal his strength unnecessarily either.


    "The news of Sun Shi and the others'' demise must have already reached the Divine Star Sect; we should not delay any longer. Let us depart now and head straight for Misty Manor."


    With a light kick off the ground, Li Xuanming''s body shot out like white lightning, quickly leading the way. Chu Xuan and the others followed closely behind Li Xuanming.


    An hour later, the four arrived at the northern part of the Misty Mountains.


    The terrain here was relatively flat. Nestled among green mountains and clear waters was a manor, Misty Manor.


    At first glance, Misty Manor appeared to be just an ordinary manor. However, it was enveloped by a protective array, concealing deadly traps. Anyone daring to intrude would provoke a lethal response from the cultivators of the Divine Star Sect!


    Liu Zhenxiong and Wu Teng both looked toward Li Xuanming, "Senior Brother Li, what should we do?"


    Li Xuanming spoke calmly, "I have already investigated the four Foundation Establishment stage cultivators stationed here. The strongest is at the third level of Foundation Establishment, and the weakest has only recently achieved Foundation Establishment. Two of them will be handled by me; the other two are yours. Junior Brother Chu, your task is to quickly locate the focal points of the array and destroy them, and assist us when the opportunity arises."


    Li Xuanming tossed an object to him¡ªit was a mirror.


    "This treasure is called the Array Breaking Mirror. It doesn''t have much offensive or defensive capability, but it can identify many of the focal points of arrays."


    Chu Xuan nodded and accepted it. Li Xuanming had everything planned out. It seemed there wasn''t much left for him to do.

 Chapter 48: Golden Dragon Temple, Battle Monk Huikong!

    Chu Xuan channeled Spiritual Qi into the Array Breaking Mirror and soon spotted numerous invisible threads that did not exist to the naked eye.


    These threads guided him to the locations of the array flags. Even if he could not find the focal points directly, destroying these flags would weaken the protective array covering Misty Manor.


    Given Chu Xuan''s expertise in arrays, finding the focal points was only a matter of time. Shortly after, he located the first array flag embedded within a stone pillar, invisible from the outside.


    Without needing Chu Xuan''s command, Long emerged from the Corpse Nurturing Tower, growling lowly before fiercely striking the surface of the pillar.


    With one palm strike, the pillar cracked. With two, it completely shattered, revealing the array flag hidden within.


    Chu Xuan extracted the flag, infused it with Spiritual Qi, and instantly shattered it. As expected, the array shrouding Misty Manor weakened considerably.


    Meanwhile, sounds of battle emanated from within the estate. Clearly, Li Xuanming and his two companions had engaged the four Divine Star Sect cultivators defending the estate.


    Chu Xuan chose not to join the fray, instead swiftly removing array flags around Misty Manor.


    Thanks to his solid foundation in array techniques and the aid of the Array Breaking Mirror, he removed and destroyed over a hundred and twenty array flags in just half an hour, completely dissipating the array above Misty Manor.


    The pressure on Li Xuanming and the others significantly lessened.


    "Excellent! Faster than I anticipated!" Li Xuanming laughed heartily, his fingers jabbing fiercely.


    His sinister finger strength tore through the air, enveloping his opponents like a torrential downpour, leaving them gasping for breath.


    A scream rang out as one opponent''s shoulder was penetrated by the finger strike, blood spurting uncontrollably.


    Li Xuanming relentlessly pressed forward, his finger strikes piercing through the air in rapid succession. His final strike pierced directly through the heart, killing his opponent instantly.


    Liu Zhenxiong and Wu Teng also began to gain the upper hand in their fights. Everything seemed to be falling into place.


    "Master Huikong! The array is broken! If you do not intervene, we will all die!" shouted one of the Divine Star Sect cultivators toward the estate, veins bulging on his forehead in anger and frustration over the inaction of their hidden ally.


    Li Xuanming and his companions exchanged looks of confusion and uncertainty.


    Huikong? Had a monk from the Golden Dragon Temple also arrived?


    From within a room in the estate, an indignant voice soon responded.


    "Idiocy! I was choosing an opportune moment to strike, but you''ve revealed it!"


    The next moment, a khakkhara saber cleaved through the wall, hurtling towards Wu Teng with a flash of blinding golden light and a sharp aura that made one''s hair stand on end.


    Wu Teng cursed silently and dodged urgently. The khakkhara just grazed past his skull, shearing off a tuft of his black hair. Wu Teng felt his head, realizing he now had a bald spot!


    "Humph, quite the dodger," came a cold sneer.


    With a loud thud, a tall and burly figure leaped out from the chamber, entering everyone''s line of sight. The figure stood over eight feet tall, broad-shouldered and robust, dressed in ochre-colored monk''s robes, with bands wrapped around his wrists and ankles. The khakkhara, having completed a full circle, returned to his palm.


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    "Golden Dragon Temple, Battle Monk Huikong!" Liu Zhenxiong''s expression shifted slightly.


    Chu Xuan, perched on the rooftop, thoughtfully observed the situation inside the estate. Monks from the Golden Dragon Temple were divided into two types: battle monks and scripture monks.


    Battle monks trained in combat from a young age, specializing in vanquishing demons and evil spirits, often traveling to different places to perform exorcisms. The Infinite Sect disciples had their fair share of clashes with these battle monks.


    Scripture monks, on the other hand, devoted themselves to studying Buddhist scriptures within the temple. Initially, their combat prowess was far inferior to that of the battle monks. However, upon reaching a deep understanding of Buddhist teachings, their power could surge dramatically. This was what they meant by "the words become the law," referring to scripture monks.


    Chu Xuan had heard of Huikong before¡ªa prodigy ranked alongside Li Xuanming. Blessed with extraordinary talent, Huikong had reached the Foundation Establishment stage at the age of thirty and was highly regarded by the many Golden Core monks of the Golden Dragon Temple. Li Xuanming had faced Huikong several times, more often losing than winning.


    "Li Xuanming, Benefactor Li, hahaha, we meet again," Huikong stared at Li Xuanming, his sinister laugh suggesting he saw a worthy adversary. Li Xuanming''s expression darkened. He had previously investigated the situation at Misty Manor, which was supposed to be guarded by only four people. Misty Manor used Wan Wuying''s blood to nourish evil spirits, which then honed the sword qi¡ªhardly a noble endeavor, not widely known.


    Why would Huikong be here? Could the Golden Dragon Temple be involved too?


    Li Xuanming shouted, "Huikong! Your Golden Dragon Temple claims to uphold the purest Buddhist doctrines, showing compassion for all beings. And yet, you stoop to collude with the Divine Star Sect, engaging in such evil as imprisoning cultivators and feeding them to ghosts?"


    Huikong laughed derisively, "Nonsense, I am here only to exterminate evil ghosts; I know nothing of imprisoning cultivators or feeding them to ghosts. It seems you demons of the Infinite Sect have truly walked into a trap!"


    With that, Huikong stamped on the ground, causing it to tremble violently. The hard flagstones cracked under the force. In an instant, Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, Wu Teng, and the four Divine Star Sect cultivators struggled to maintain their balance.


    "Earthquake Technique!"


    Chu Xuan immediately recognized this signature spell from the Golden Dragon Temple. The battle monks of the temple were renowned for their indomitable courage and strength. The Earthquake Technique could harm both enemies and allies alike, yet the battle monks could navigate the trembling ground as if walking on flat land.


    "It''s time to deliver you all!" Huikong sneered, slashing his khakkhara again towards Liu Zhenxiong. His upper robe suddenly flew out like a spider lunging at Wu Teng. At the same time, he clasped his hands, and a string of prayer beads around his neck flew out, aiming straight for Li Xuanming''s head!


    In an instant, he was manipulating three magical tools at once, attacking Li Xuanming and his companions simultaneously. Moreover, judging by the radiance of the magical tools, both the khakkhara and the prayer beads were high-grade magical tools! The robe was of a slightly lower grade but was still a powerful mid-grade magical tool.


    "Damn it." Li Xuanming cursed under his breath as he dodged swiftly. His strength was sufficient for him to evade the onslaught of prayer beads just in time.


    Liu Zhenxiong was slower to react; his arm was grazed by the khakkhara, and a large chunk of flesh was torn away, blood gushing out immediately. He grunted in pain and retreated, enduring the agony.


    Wu Teng was less fortunate. His injuries had barely healed, and the sudden movement aggravated his chest wound. In the blink of an eye, he was enveloped by the attacking robe, which constricted around him like a massive python. Within moments, his face turned red from suffocation, nearly on the verge of death.


    Huikong laughed heartily, "How weak! Has the Infinite Sect''s demonic cultivation really degenerated to this extent?"


    Liu Zhenxiong clenched his fists. Huikong was cunning indeed. He had allowed the four Divine Star Sect cultivators to deplete their substantial spiritual qi, observing all their techniques. Now, his intervention was sure to be decisive.


    "Retreat!" Li Xuanming gritted his teeth and threw out a black flag, signaling a retreat. The sudden appearance of Huikong had completely disrupted their plans. Any further delay would inevitably result in reinforcements from the Divine Star Sect and the Golden Dragon Temple. By then, escape would be impossible.


    The black flag hit the ground, and thousands of ghosts surged out, swarming toward Huikong and his group. This was also a high-grade magical tool and one of Li Xuanming''s trump cards.


    The robe entangling Wu Teng was assaulted by numerous ghosts, dimming significantly and forcing it to release Wu Teng and retreat to Huikong''s side.


    The three Divine Star Sect cultivators also hurriedly used various means to dodge the ghosts.


    However, Huikong stood motionless, utterly unfazed. He grinned bizarrely, "Leaving? Did you ask the monk''s permission?"

 Chapter 49: The Secret Pattern Scripture, Suppression Evil Rune!

    Huikong roared lowly, his muscles bulging impressively. From his body, hidden golden dragon patterns erupted, soaring into the sky above Misty Manor. Their resonant cries shook the heavens and earth, creating a formidable aura.


    The tens of thousands of ghosts that surged from the black flag hadn''t even approached Huikong before they were torn apart by these golden dragon patterns. The weaker ghosts couldn''t even withstand the radiance emitted by the dragon patterns and were instantly reduced to ashes.


    A torrent of golden light showered down, completely enveloping Misty Manor. Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Wu Teng immediately felt their circulation of blood and Spiritual Qi obstructed, as if the golden light was suffocating them.


    Chu Xuan, lying on the rooftop, also felt his cultivation of the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture significantly slowed. Wu Teng was both shocked and enraged, unaware of the nature of this technique.


    Li Xuanming, having had previous encounters with the Golden Dragon Temple, recognized the technique instantly. "Suppression Evil Rune? You''ve actually cultivated this move!" he exclaimed in disbelief.


    Upon hearing these words, Liu Zhenxiong and Wu Teng''s expressions drastically changed as well. The cultivation techniques and spells practiced by the Golden Dragon Temple were almost all designed to suppress evil spirits. Demonic cultivators always suffered when facing the temple''s monks.


    The Suppression Evil Rune was a technique from the secret scripture of the temple, the Secret Pattern Scripture, known for its difficulty to master but immense power once perfected. It could even combat enemies across one or two higher cultivation levels. Even within the Golden Dragon Temple, the number of monks who had mastered this pattern could be counted on one hand.


    And Huikong had managed to master it! No wonder he was bold enough to face three opponents alone and confidently proclaim that none would escape. He had such a formidable technique to rely on!


    Buzz!


    The golden light blasted against the black flag. The flag cried out in distress, its light dimming, showing cracks on its surface. Li Xuanming spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and had no choice but to retract the flag. He was profoundly shocked.


    This flag, his life-bound magical tool, the Black Wind Flag, contained tens of thousands of ghosts. Yet, it couldn''t withstand a single strike. Now, even his life-bound magical tool was severely damaged.


    What else could possibly contend with Huikong?


    Huikong laughed wildly, confident of his victory. "Use all your life-bound magical tools and your various methods!"


    Li Xuanming gritted his teeth, "Both of you, we must go all out now. It''s our only chance!"


    Liu Zhenxiong and Wu Teng nodded solemnly. Liu Zhenxiong took out the Corpse Nurturing Tower, pointed at it, and a beam of black light shot out, releasing one of the corpse puppets he had been meticulously cultivating for years.


    Huikong glanced at it and scoffed, "I thought it was something formidable. If it were a third-level Corpse General, I might have taken a longer look, but it''s just second-level!"


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    Wu Teng slapped his shoulder fiercely, and a large, fat insect burrowed out. Its rear end faced outward and suddenly began firing. The thumb-sized eggs it shot out hatched rapidly before hitting the ground, forming thousands of small, transparent insects that swarmed around Wu Teng in the blink of an eye.


    Huikong swept his gaze over them and laughed again, "Brain-eating insects? Is this your trump card?"


    Li Xuanming growled, "And mine!" He violently threw a black pearl into the air. It exploded mid-air, releasing a surge of black light that quickly enveloped Misty Manor. A wave of Yin Evil Qi spread rapidly, battling against the golden light.


    The intermingling of the black and golden lights wrested back some space, relieving Li Xuanming and his companions from the oppressive golden light that slowed their cultivation techniques.


    "Yin Evil Black Pearl? Not bad, bringing out such treasures!" Huikong laughed heartily. "But do you really think that''s all there is to my Suppression Evil Rune?"


    At that, the expressions of Li Xuanming and his companions changed. In the next instant, the golden dragon patterns in the air burst into even more intense golden light. The environment barely held together by the Yin Evil Black Pearl was shredded instantly.


    Liu Zhenxiong''s second-level corpse general, just as it charged forward, started howling in pain under the intense golden light, smoke billowing from its body.


    The three Divine Star Sect cultivators, now somewhat recovered, immediately moved in, encircling the corpse puppet. Despite its toughness, the corpse puppet could only withstand so much against three Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.


    As for the brain-eating insects, although unaffected by the Suppression Evil Rune''s golden light, they couldn''t get close to Huikong.


    The ground began to pile up with their corpses, yet no wounds appeared on Huikong.


    "Weak, so weak!" Huikong continued to laugh derisively, swinging his khakkhara to bisect swarms of the brain-eating insects in mid-air.


    In the next moment, he suddenly controlled his khakkhara to slash towards Wu Teng. Caught off guard, Wu Teng barely managed to dodge his head but his right arm was severed cleanly at the shoulder by the blade of light!


    As Wu Teng''s right arm fell, so too did the mother brain-eating insect atop it, severed into two pieces, its fluids splashing everywhere. This mother insect was Wu Teng''s life-bound Gu.


    With its death, Wu Teng immediately suffered a backlash, his mind feeling as though it had been smashed by a hammer, leaving him in a dazed state. He collapsed to the ground, eyes wide open, unable to utter a word.


    "Die!" Huikong bellowed as he raised his khakkhara for another strike. Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong were too engaged to come to Wu Teng''s aid, and could only watch helplessly as the blade descended.


    However, just at that moment, a surge of Yin Evil Qi flashed, and a chain whipped fiercely towards Huikong''s back.


    Huikong sensed the threat of death and his face paled. Abandoning the downward stroke of his khakkhara, he conjured a golden bowl in front of him.


    The Evil Soul Chain struck the bowl, leaving deep cracks on the bowl''s surface before sending it flying. The chain''s momentum unabated, it struck Huikong directly in the chest.


    A crack sounded as a long, narrow wound opened from his left shoulder to his right waist, blood flowing freely. Even more critically, the golden dragon patterns on Huikong''s body, which had been protecting him, were disrupted by the strike. The golden light enveloping Misty Manor weakened significantly.


    Huikong, his face a mask of shock, quickly retreated, casting his gaze toward the attacker. Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong also turned, startled, and saw that it was Chu Xuan.


    "Chu Xuan?!" Liu Zhenxiong exclaimed in surprise. He had thought Chu Xuan was only watching from afar. Given the sudden appearance of Huikong and the dire situation, Liu had assumed that Chu Xuan might have fled.


    Instead, Chu Xuan had not only appeared but had also landed a precise strike on Huikong, reducing the power of the Suppression Evil Rune!


    A flicker of realization passed through Li Xuanming''s eyes. The Suppression Evil Rune was indeed powerful, but because it was inscribed on the body, it was vulnerable to close combat. Any damage to the skin could obscure or break the rune patterns, significantly diminishing their power.


    Li Xuanming had known this weakness but had been unable to get close enough to Huikong once the rune was activated. Chu Xuan, who presumably had never encountered the Suppression Evil Rune, seemed unexpectedly aware of this vulnerability. How had he known?

 Chapter 50: Yin Evil Demon Claw, Weak Spell?

    Chu Xuan watched Huikong, whose face was a mix of shock and anger, and his own expression was as calm as still water. Had he been observing from the rooftop all this time for nothing?


    He had already noticed that every time Huikong activated the Suppression Evil Rune, the patterns on his body would light up briefly. Clearly, damaging these patterns would greatly reduce the rune''s power or even neutralize it entirely. Even if he didn''t know the exact method to break the rune, he could deduce as much just by observing!


    "What are you, boy?" Huikong snarled, glaring at Chu Xuan menacingly.


    Without a word, Chu Xuan suddenly lunged forward, Spiritual Qi bursting from the palm of his right hand, forming the semblance of a gigantic spectral claw.


    Huikong, having clashed with Infinite Sect cultivators multiple times, recognized the spell instantly. "Yin Evil Demon Claw? Ridiculous, you think such a trash spell could harm me?" he scoffed, stomping the ground and drifting backward. He beckoned his khakkhara back to his side, preparing to strike at Chu Xuan.


    Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong, both Foundation Establishment stage cultivators themselves, were also familiar with the Yin Evil Demon Claw. It was a spell that was neither particularly strong nor particularly weak. If powered only by Spiritual Qi, it could indeed be considered quite feeble.


    Moreover, Yin Evil territories were now dominated by the righteous five sects; where would ordinary demonic cultivators even acquire Yin Evil Qi?


    Without Yin Evil Qi to power it, the Yin Evil Demon Claw was no different from any other Foundation Establishment stage spell.


    "It''s too slow, he won''t even touch Huikong''s clothes," Li Xuanming thought with a sigh.


    The three Divine Star Sect cultivators looked at Chu Xuan with scorn. Using Yin Evil Demon Claw in this day and age seemed outdated to them.


    Seeing them approach, Huikong waved them off with a commanding gesture. "Stay back, let me handle this demon spawn myself!" He was still smarting from the sneak attack that had injured him and wanted to wash away this disgrace with his own hands. He was eager to split the head of this unknown cultivator with his khakkhara.


    At that moment, Chu Xuan suddenly slapped his sleeve, and, astonishingly, Yin Evil Qi surged from within it. The Yin Evil Demon Claw had barely begun to form a moment ago, and in the next instant, it was fully manifested!


    Covering dozens of zhangs in a flash, the claw grabbed Huikong!


    Huikong''s eyes widened in utter astonishment. The claw of Yin Evil suddenly tightened its grip. He instantly felt every bone in his body crackling and popping. The bones in his arms were crushed to pieces at that moment!


    "Ah!"


    Huikong screamed in agony.


    His scream momentarily stunned Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and three cultivators from the Divine Star Sect.


    How had the situation reversed so completely in the blink of an eye? Why had Huikong been captured by the claw of Yin Evil? Impossible!


    "Could it be..."


    Li Xuanming''s gaze shifted, noticing the residue of Yin Evil on Chu Xuan''s sleeve. He understood.


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    "Junior brother Chu initially formed the claw of Yin Evil with Spiritual Qi, leading Huikong into complacency. Once Huikong relaxed, he immediately infused it with Yin Evil Qi, instantaneously materializing the formidable claw! This Yin Evil Qi is extremely pure, making the claw tremendously powerful," Li Xuanming murmured.


    Liu Zhenxiong listened, his face a mask of surprise.


    Yin Evil Qi! Where had Chu Xuan acquired such pure Yin Evil Qi?


    Chu Xuan, watching Huikong controlled by the claw, once again activated the Evil Soul Chain, pulling fiercely, aimed straight at Huikong''s head!


    "Damn it! I will tear you apart! Vajra Beads!"


    The pain drove Huikong to fury. He even abandoned his usual moniker of ''this monk''.


    With a roar, the rosary beads flew towards Chu Xuan.


    Mid-air, the string threading the beads snapped. Seventy-two beads, each the size of a thumb, hurtled toward Chu Xuan like cannonballs.


    Chu Xuan gestured, and the Golden Wood Shield materialized beside him.


    Clang, clang, clang!


    The beads hammered on the shield, creating a sound of metal striking metal. The shield began to deform but did not shatter immediately. Only a high-grade defensive magical tool could withstand such a powerful attack!


    "High-grade magical tool!"


    Liu Zhenxiong''s eyes widened.


    Chu Xuan had only recently advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage. How had he obtained such a high-grade defensive magical tool?


    Crack!


    The Evil Soul Chain viciously snapped towards Huikong''s head.


    Huikong''s pupils dilated in shock. He cried out, "Vajra Cassock!"


    The cassock he had used to attack Wu Teng flew in, positioning itself above Huikong''s head.


    Crack!


    This mid-grade magical tool was instantly severed by the Evil Soul Chain. It was as fragile as tissue paper.


    "Such a powerful magical tool! It seems to be the life-bound magical tool crafted by junior brother Chu!" Liu Zhenxiong exclaimed, his face filled with awe.


    "Save me! Save me now!"


    Huikong cried out in terror. He had not anticipated that even the top-grade magical tool, the Vajra Beads, could not fend off this young adversary. The mid-grade magical tool, the Vajra Cassock, shattered instantly under a single blow. If his head were to be struck squarely, he would be gravely injured, if not killed outright!


    The three cultivators from the Divine Star Sect immediately surrounded Chu Xuan from three directions.


    "Your opponents are us!"


    Li Xuanming sneered coldly, and with Liu Zhenxiong flanking him on either side, they blocked the trio''s path. Despite Li Xuanming''s depleted Spiritual Qi, injuries from the life-bound magical tool, and wounds inflicted by Huikong, he remained a prodigy of the Infinite Sect. Even now, facing two adversaries was well within his capabilities.


    Huikong, witnessing this scene, was beside himself with rage. His pupils dilated in utter despair, forced to watch helplessly as the Evil Soul Chain lashed down.


    "You dare kill me, my master..."


    He cursed in terror, but even his threat was cut short. With a snap, the Soul Chain bisected Huikong''s head. Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere!


    Chu Xuan reached out, extracting the soul from Huikong''s body with a swift motion, and tossed it into the Evil Soul Chain.


    Inside the Evil Soul Chain already was the soul of Sun Shi, still adjusting. Huikong''s soul, evidently stronger, joined it. Between them, a struggle ensued¡ªthe survivor would earn the right to become the Evil Soul Chain''s spirit!


    Huikong''s death was nothing short of catastrophic for the three Divine Star Sect cultivators. For Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong, however, it significantly boosted their morale. In less than a hundred breaths'' time, the three Divine Star Sect cultivators were successively slain by Chu Xuan, along with Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong.


    The trio panted heavily, though with differing needs; Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong genuinely needed to catch their breath, while Chu Xuan merely pretended. His life-bound worm had not yet been deployed in his battle with Huikong, so he had not played his last card or exhausted his strength. Yet, he needed to feign weariness¡ªotherwise, he might appear too formidable.


    Liu Zhenxiong exclaimed excitedly, "Junior brother Chu! You''re far beyond a mere newly advanced Foundation Establishment stage! You must be at least at the second tier already, aren''t you?"


    Li Xuanming looked at Chu Xuan with a mix of emotions, "Junior brother Chu, you''ve hidden your strength well."


    Chu Xuan merely smiled, "When traveling abroad, one keeps some strength hidden, no offense, Senior Brother Li."


    Li Xuanming nodded, understandingly. Taking a deep breath, he solemnly said, "The obstacle is removed. Let us hasten to rescue the ancestor."


    "Agreed," both Chu Xuan and Liu Zhenxiong responded gravely.

 Chapter 51: The Golden Core Cultivator of the Infinite Sect

    Liu Zhenxiong helped Wu Teng to his feet. The four of them entered the villa together.


    Shortly thereafter, Li Xuanming discovered a hidden door leading to the underground of the villa. They proceeded downwards.


    Eventually, they arrived in the vast underground palace beneath the villa. The entire place was paved with pitch-black rocks. The air was thick with an ominous and demonic aura.


    Orthodox cultivators would undoubtedly feel uneasy here. However, for a demonic cultivator like Chu Xuan, it felt as though he was in a blessed paradise.


    In the center of the underground palace, a figure sat withered. His body was shriveled and emaciated. At first glance, he looked almost like a skeleton. It was quite unsettling.


    The footsteps of Chu Xuan and his companions echoed through the chamber. The aged figure showed no reaction.


    After a long pause, he spoke without lifting his head, "Again? How much blood do you plan to drain this time?"


    Liu Zhenxiong exclaimed excitedly, "Master! It''s me, Zhenxiong!"


    The aged figure started, then suddenly looked up.


    He saw Liu Zhenxiong, and beside him, Chu Xuan, Li Xuanming, and Wu Teng.


    It was only then that Chu Xuan could see Wan Wuying''s face.


    This once vigorous Golden Core ancestor now resembled a skeleton.


    His eye sockets were deep, his cheekbones pronounced.


    He had been tormented by the Divine Star Sect for far too long.


    "Zhenxiong..."


    Wan Wuying''s eyes widened, his expression one of shock.


    Chu Xuan, Li Xuanming, and Wu Teng all bowed, "Disciples of the Infinite Sect, we greet Elder Ancestor!"


    Wan Wuying was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter.


    "Heaven indeed does not forsake us! I never imagined that I, Wan Wuying, would see the day I could leave this place alive! Very well! You are all worthy sons of the Infinite Sect!"


    Liu Zhenxiong declared solemnly, "Master, we will activate the formation now and rescue you!"


    The flags of the formation were all exposed. It was designed to be impervious only from the outside.


    Presumably, Mo Huanshan, the leader of the Divine Star Sect, never anticipated that someone would find Misty Manor, break the external formation, and kill the guarding cultivators. Finally, they stood before Wan Wuying.


    Quickly, the four men removed the formation flags one by one. Liu Zhenxiong rushed forward to support Wan Wuying.


    Li Xuanming took out a bottle of healing pills and offered it with both hands, "Elder Ancestor, your recovery is what matters most."


    Chu Xuan also presented a bag of large blood pearls. Wan Wuying was delighted and swallowed the pills and blood pearls whole. His gaunt, withered body began to recover at a visibly fast rate.


    Like a balloon being inflated, in the blink of an eye, Wan Wuying''s face was no longer hollow and creepy. He regained some of the majestic presence of a Golden Core cultivator.


    "Very good, very good! I recognize you; you are Li Xuanming, the last disciple personally taught by the First Ancestor. He always boasted to me about you, saying you possess the potential of a Golden Core. Today, upon seeing you, it is clear your talents and strengths are exceptional, and your disposition and character are also of the highest quality!"


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    Wan Wuying laughed heartily. He gently patted Li Xuanming on the shoulder, his approval evident.


    "I''m now free from my confinement, and Mo Huanshan will surely be aware. We must not delay; let us leave immediately. We can talk more on the way."


    Wan Wuying spoke gravely.


    "Yes," responded Chu Xuan and his companions in a somber tone.


    "Where shall we go, Master? Do you already have a destination in mind?" Liu Zhenxiong asked, puzzled.


    Wan Wuying gave a mysterious smile, "I''ve long decided our destination, but it was on the way that we were surrounded by cultivators from the Divine Star Sect and the Golden Dragon Temple. Follow me."


    Wan Wuying returned to the surface. Immediately enveloping Chu Xuan and the others with his Spiritual Qi, he flew towards the south. As they passed the Misty Mountains, he also took Xu Ming and a few others along.


    Wan Wuying, a Golden Core stage cultivator, normally wields a magic treasure, whose power far exceeds those of magic tools used by Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.


    However, Wan Wuying''s magical treasures had been taken. Now, he could only traverse the skies by the sheer force of his Golden Core stage powers.


    Nevertheless, even flying unaided by any tools and while carrying several cultivators, his speed remained swift.


    In the blink of an eye, they had crossed the Misty Mountains and reached the borders of Wu Province.


    After arriving in Wu Province, Wan Wuying continued south without pause. Only when he spotted a mortal city in the distance did he stop. He found a valley rich in Spiritual Qi nearby and settled down.


    "Let us rest here for now."


    After instructing his disciples, Wan Wuying immediately sat down to meditate, absorbing the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.


    Chu Xuan knew only that Wu Province was south of Tong Province, but he was unfamiliar with the specific conditions of Wu Province. For now, following Wan Wuying was his only option.


    However, with Wan Wuying, a Golden Core Ancestor, to protect them, they could certainly feel much more at ease. Chu Xuan cautiously circled the valley, setting up formations at every entrance and exit. This way, if anyone approached the valley, he would know immediately.


    When he returned to Wan Wuying''s side, he found that Wan Wuying had already awakened and was talking with Liu Zhenxiong, Li Xuanming, and Wu Teng.


    "...Xuanming, during these days, there was also that little bald monk from the Golden Dragon Temple here, using fierce ghosts to temper his magic tools. That little monk was no ordinary opponent and even possessed evil-suppressing runes. How did you manage to defeat him?"


    With a moment to spare, Wan Wuying looked at Li Xuanming with a hint of curiosity and asked.


    Li Xuanming gave an awkward smile and turned to Chu Xuan, who had just returned, "To be truthful, Elder Ancestor, it was not I who overcame Huikong; it was Junior Brother Chu."


    Liu Zhenxiong spoke respectfully, "Master, the monk''s name is Huikong. He was exceedingly cunning, only appearing when our Spiritual Qi was nearly depleted. The three of us could not defeat Huikong and nearly perished. It was Junior Brother Chu who bided his time and, with a thunderous strike, gained the upper hand and ultimately slew him!"


    Wu Teng also bowed, "Elder Ancestor, that Huikong was incredibly powerful, and nearly succeeded in killing me. Had it not been for Junior Brother Chu''s decisive strike, I would have died, and our rescue mission would have likely failed."


    Wan Wuying''s gaze fell upon the youngest, Chu Xuan, filled with astonishment.


    Li Xuanming, he had met before. Liu Zhenxiong, a disciple he had nurtured for many years. Wu Teng, he recognized as an early-placed spy of the Infinite Sect. But this young man was a stranger to him.


    Could he have really killed Huikong?


    Chu Xuan bowed respectfully, "Disciple Chu Xuan of the Infinite Sect, greets the Elder Ancestor."


    "Chu Xuan?" Wan Wuying mulled over the name, unable to recall any memory of him.


    Liu Zhenxiong explained, "Master when our sect was destroyed, Junior Brother Chu was still at the Qi Refining stage. He has only risen to prominence after the fall, advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage."


    Wan Wuying was puzzled, "But at the time of the sect''s fall, Chu Xuan, you must have been at least at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining. Among the disciples at that level, I do not recall seeing you."


    Chu Xuan replied respectfully, "At that time, I was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. After the sect was destroyed, it seemed as though I had an epiphany, and my cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. Moreover, I had some luck, acquiring numerous blood pearls and large blood pearls. It was only recently that I advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage."


    Wan Wuying listened, amazed.


    In just a few years, to surge from the fourth level of Qi Refining to the Foundation Establishment stage was no small feat.


    Li Xuanming and the others had also personally confirmed that Chu Xuan was the one who had dealt with the monk from the Golden Dragon Temple. Had it not been for Chu Xuan''s intervention, the mission to rescue him might very well have failed!

 Chapter 52: Join the Heavenly Seal Sect?

    Wan Wuying regarded Chu Xuan with great interest, seeing him as a piece of uncut jade. Such promising young disciples were rare these days. After the destruction of the Infinite Sect, it was likely that all the promising immortal cultivators in the Yu Kingdom were under the control of the five orthodox sects.


    Chu Xuan, with his potential, could very well advance to the Golden Core in the future. Such a disciple should be kept close and nurtured carefully.


    Wan Wuying smiled warmly, "Chu Xuan, would you like to take me as your master?"


    Chu Xuan immediately performed the ritual to acknowledge a master, respectfully saying, "Elder Ancestor above, accept your disciple''s bow."


    Wan Wuying laughed heartily, "Very good, very good! Having a disciple like you brings great comfort to my heart!"


    Xu Ming, Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and Bai Feng all watched this scene with envy. This was a Golden Core elder, a figure as elusive as a dragon, rarely seen by anyone.


    Yet now, he personally offered to take Chu Xuan as his disciple because of his talents and strength. In the past, Chu Xuan was merely a minor cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining¡ªsuch treatment was unheard of!


    Li Xuanming watched this and felt a mix of emotions. Chu Xuan''s exceptional talents and strength clearly surpassed his own in Wan Wuying''s eyes, which was why he offered to take him as a disciple first. His own position might be threatened in the future. He recalled how he used to call Chu Xuan ''junior brother'' and arrogantly assigned him tasks like standing guard. Little did he know, Chu Xuan''s abilities were now on par with his own. He had been too proud and had underestimated Chu Xuan.


    Wan Wuying chuckled, "Xuanming, now that the Infinite Sect is down to just one Golden Core cultivator, would you like to take me as your master?"


    Li Xuanming did not hesitate; he knelt on one knee and performed the ritual, "Disciple Li Xuanming, greets Master!"


    Wan Wuying turned to Wu Teng.


    Wu Teng understood immediately, "Disciple Wu Teng, greets Master!"


    Wan Wuying nodded in satisfaction.


    He then looked towards Chu Xuan. "Xuan''er, you have the best potential, but Xuanming, Wuteng, and Zhenxiong have more seniority than you. From now on, Li Xuanming is your eldest senior brother, Liu Zhenxiong will be your second senior brother, and Wu Teng will be your third senior brother."


    Wan Wuying chuckled, "Now, come and greet your three senior brothers."


    "Yes."


    Chu Xuan paid his respects to the three men in turn. With this, he was truly inducted under the banner of Wan Wuying, alongside his three senior brothers, led by Li Xuanming.


    Chu Xuan had no intention of positioning himself above Li Xuanming as the eldest senior brother. He had long known that Li Xuanming desired this role. Besides, his own experience was relatively limited compared to that of Li Xuanming and the others, and he lacked the authority that the role of eldest senior brother would require. Forcing the issue would only lead to unnecessary complications.


    Liu Zhenxiong asked, "Master, what are your plans now?"


    Wan Wuying didn''t answer immediately; instead, he smiled and countered, "The five orthodox sects, which are they?"


    This was a question every cultivator in Yu Kingdom knew.


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    Liu Zhenxiong immediately responded, "Divine Star Sect, Golden Dragon Temple, Mystical Sound Palace, Imperial Spirit Mountain, and Heavenly Seal Sect."


    Wan Wuying then asked, "Who now controls the three states originally belonging to our Infinite Sect?"


    Liu Zhenxiong was taken aback, not knowing the answer to this.


    Li Xuanming spoke solemnly, "I know. Divine Star Sect has swallowed Tong Province, and Jiang Province has been split between Golden Dragon Temple and Mystical Sound Palace. The northern third of Wu Province, a populous and fertile land, went to Imperial Spirit Mountain. The southern two-thirds of Wu Province, a wilderness, was taken by the Heavenly Seal Sect."


    Wan Wuying smiled slightly, "The southern part of Wu Province, a sweltering jungle teeming with snakes, insects, rats, and ghosts, was of no interest to the other four sects and was simply handed over to Heavenly Seal Sect. What do you think is the attitude of Heavenly Seal Sect now?"


    The three disciples looked enlightened. The five orthodox sects had all contributed to the attack on Infinite Sect, but the division of the spoils was clearly uneven. Divine Star Sect, being the strongest, took the lion''s share. Golden Dragon Temple, the second in strength, only received half a state. Heavenly Seal Sect fared the worst with the wild lands of southern Wu Province.


    Heavenly Seal Sect must be harboring resentment.


    Chu Xuan had already guessed Wan Wuying''s target.


    Wan Wuying squinted his eyes and smiled, "Exactly, Heavenly Seal Sect! During the great battle against our Infinite Sect, two of Heavenly Seal Sect''s Golden Core cultivators fell. Now they must also develop the wild lands of southern Wu Province, which requires more manpower. Joining Heavenly Seal Sect now is an excellent choice."


    Wu Teng expressed concern, "But Master, we are demonic cultivators, will Heavenly Seal Sect accept us?"


    Wan Wuying chuckled, "There will be those who oppose recruiting us. But what of that? Do they not want the techniques and spells of the Infinite Sect? A Golden Core cultivator, four Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, and these Qi Refining stage cultivators, don''t they want them?"


    Li Xuanming and the others nodded in agreement. The benefits were too apparent to be simply looked over. Moreover, other sects had also accepted surrendered cultivators from the Infinite Sect.


    Golden Core cultivators are the result of years of arduous cultivation, and to produce another would take four to five hundred years. Thus, when such cultivators willingly offered their allegiance, enhancing a sect''s strength at no additional cost, it was an opportunity not to be missed.


    One day later, under the leadership of Wan Wuying, the group headed straight for the nearest Heavenly Seal Sect branch.


    ...


    The main base of the Heavenly Seal Sect is located in Jin Province in the western part of Wu Province. Only after the fall of the Infinite Sect did the Heavenly Seal Sect dare to expand eastward and swallow up Wu Province.


    Despite the region being rife with evil spirits, ghosts, an abundance of snakes, insects, rats, and ants, and some local minor sects banding together to create obstacles, the expansion process was incredibly difficult.


    However, over the years, the Heavenly Seal Sect managed to establish two branches in Wu Province. The one Wan Wuying and his group arrived at was one of these, known as "Flying Mountain Hall."


    Flying Mountain Hall was nestled among green mountains and clear waters, with lush cypresses and bamboo growing around it, presenting an elegant appearance at first glance. In reality, only this spot was considered serene. The surrounding area was infested with poisonous creatures and evil spirits. Without the efforts of the Heavenly Seal Sect''s cultivators to clear the way, no mortal would dare establish a branch in such a place.


    From a high vantage point, there didn''t seem to be many cultivators inside Flying Mountain Hall, mostly Qi Refining stage cultivators. The Foundation Establishment stage cultivators were almost all immersed in their cultivation practices.


    The arrival of Wan Wuying immediately shook all the monks present.


    "Who is in charge here? Bring him out," Wan Wuying demanded, looking around calmly.


    Moments later, a middle-aged cultivator hurried forward. "Senior, you are..."


    He immediately felt an immense pressure emanating from Wan Wuying, guessing at a glance that this might be a Golden Core cultivator. He dared not delay and bowed respectfully, addressing him as "senior."


    "I am Wan Wuying, a Golden Core cultivator," declared Wan Wuying. "Tell the elders of the Heavenly Seal Sect that I wish to lead my Extreme Yin Cave lineage to join the Heavenly Seal Sect."


    With a grand wave of his hand, Wan Wuying spoke calmly.


    The middle-aged cultivator was momentarily stunned. Wan Wuying? The name sounded familiar. Wait... wasn''t Wan Wuying the Golden Core cultivator from the Infinite Sect who was reportedly slain by a coalition of the Divine Star Sect and the Golden Dragon Temple some time ago? Could this be the same Wan Wuying, a Golden Core demonic cultivator from the Infinite Sect?


    The middle-aged cultivator''s eyes widened in shock.

 Chapter 53: Dont Joke with Me!

    The middle-aged cultivator swallowed nervously. Not only he, but all the disciples of the Heavenly Seal Sect present also gulped in apprehension. With a Golden Core powerhouse right in front of them, they dared not point fingers or accuse him of being an unscrupulously evil demonic cultivator. After all, it would be effortless for such a being to obliterate everyone in the Flying Mountain Hall.


    "Why are you not moving? Do you want me to kill a few to prove myself?" Wan Wuying''s voice carried a menacing humor.


    The middle-aged cultivator, as if his tail were on fire, quickly pulled out a long-distance transmission jade. "J-Just a moment, please! I''ll inform my master right away!"


    Ordinary transmission jades had limited range, but a long-distance transmission jade could cover up to a hundred thousand li, encapsulating virtually all of Yu Kingdom¡ªan exaggeration, but it certainly could cover a significant part of Jin Province and Wu Province.


    The cultivator hurriedly relayed the situation to the main temple in detail. After a moment, he turned back to Wan Wuying with great respect, "Senior Wan, and all from the Infinite Sect, please wait here. Our Heavenly Seal Sect''s Golden Core ancestors will arrive within half a day at most."


    Wan Wuying corrected him calmly, "You are mistaken, it is Extreme Yin Cave."


    "Yes, yes, Extreme Yin Cave! Extreme Yin Cave!" The middle-aged cultivator quickly corrected himself.


    Chu Xuan listened thoughtfully. The Infinite Sect had ten Golden Core ancestors, each possessing their own cave abodes. Normally, they were spread out, each independently recruiting disciples. They only gathered together in times of crisis or during major ceremonies. Wan Wuying''s cave was known as Extreme Yin Cave.


    Clearly, Wan Wuying''s deliberate omission of "Infinite Sect" and only mentioning "Extreme Yin Cave" was to disassociate from the Infinite Sect and avoid giving his enemies any leverage. This was the first step in a demonic cultivator''s attempt to cleanse his reputation.


    "Go about your business, I''ll wait here," Wan Wuying said calmly.


    "Yes, yes," the middle-aged cultivator nodded fervently.


    Chu Xuan and the others stood in the plaza, while the disciples of the Heavenly Seal Sect went about their tasks, keeping their distance.


    Half a day later, a streak of light appeared from the horizon.


    "Old Ghost Wan! What brings you to my Heavenly Seal Sect? Not afraid of death, are you?" A cold, mocking voice came from the sky.


    Wan Wuying chuckled strangely, "Ah, it''s you. Well, not to be impolite, but even if your Heavenly Seal Sect sent two Golden Core cultivators, they wouldn''t be a match for me. What do I have to fear?"


    THe figure appeared on the ground in the blink of an eye. Chu Xuan looked closely and saw that the newcomer was a middle-aged cultivator with a refined appearance. Dressed in blue robes and a belt around his waist, which upon closer inspection turned out to be a slender green snake.


    "Hahaha, Old Ghost Wan, you''re still as merciless in your speech as ever," the elegant cultivator laughed heartily.


    "Showing off everywhere with your green snake, huh?" Wan Wuying sneered mockingly.


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    The elegant cultivator chuckled lightly, "It''s just a small hobby of mine."


    He pointed towards the main hall, "Old Ghost Wan, let''s talk inside."


    He then glanced at Chu Xuan and the others, smiling, "Someone, bring tea for these young friends from Extreme Yin Cave; don''t neglect them."


    "Yes," the middle-aged cultivator nodded repeatedly.


    Chu Xuan and the others were led to a side hall where tea was promptly served. The fragrance of the tea filled the air, bitter yet sweet. It was Ku Mao Feng, a specialty of Wu Province. The tea was rich in Spiritual Qi and could refine the body and purge impurities when consumed regularly. Of course, it couldn''t compare to the effects of medicinal pills, but many cultivators favored it as a gift to others. When the Infinite Sect was still around, Chu Xuan had once received a small jar of it and thought he would never taste it again in his lifetime. Yet, here it was once more.


    "Do you think this will work?" Wu Teng sipped his tea and whispered, "That refined-looking senior seems to have some rapport with our master."


    Li Xuanming calmly responded, "That Golden Core senior is named Zhao Wuya. He has always disliked the domineering ways of the Divine Star Sect. The Heavenly Seal Sect sending him over likely indicates a willingness to negotiate."


    Liu Zhenxiong nodded in agreement, "When Senior Zhao spoke, he also made no mention of the Infinite Sect, only referring to Extreme Yin Cave."


    If the Heavenly Seal Sect had no intention of accepting them, they would have sent several Golden Core cultivators to eliminate them right away instead of just one man to welcome and entertain them.


    After two tense hours of waiting, there finally was a resolution.


    Wan Wuying and Zhao Wuya entered the side hall with a lively discussion, like old friends who hadn''t spoken for years.


    Wan Wuying commented, "¡­Old Zhao, that Green Scale Snake of yours has a pure bloodline; you should cultivate it well, don''t waste its potential. I have the proper methods for raising it, here, take them."


    Zhao Wuya responded with modesty, "You''re too kind," as he slipped the pages into his pocket.


    Seeing this interaction, Chu Xuan and the others felt a relief wash over them.


    Zhao Wuya looked toward Chu Xuan and his group, his gaze finally resting on Li Xuanming, "You must be Li Xuanming, achieving so much at such a young age. When I was your age, I was still at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining."


    Li Xuanming humbly smiled, "Senior Zhao''s foundation is profound, and his progress is steady and strong. I merely acted rashly and without much forethought."


    Zhao Wuya laughed heartily, "You have a way with words!" He then became reflective, "It was you who led the team to rescue Old Ghost Wan from Misty Manor, wasn''t it?"


    "Well done! As a disciple, to have such awareness, you are destined to be a great figure in Yu Kingdom!" Zhao Wuya continued with enthusiasm, "My subordinates just brought news that Huikong from the Golden Dragon Temple is dead. That was your doing as well, right? Well done, well done! It doesn''t matter if you''ve lost more than won before; what matters is who gets the last laugh."


    Li Xuanming, initially pleased, suddenly looked embarrassed.


    Zhao Wuya paused, puzzled, "What, wasn''t it you?"


    Wan Wuying burst into laughter, "Oh, Zhao Wuya, Zhao Wuya, you always boast about your strategic foresight, but it seems you''ve guessed wrong this time!"


    Zhao Wuya scratched his head somewhat discomfited, "Then who could it be? Liu Zhenxiong? Your disciple?"


    Wan Wuying shook his head again.


    Zhao Wuya turned to Wu Teng, "Surely not¡­"


    Wu Teng also smiled awkwardly and shrank back a bit.


    Wan Wuying continued to shake his head.


    Finally, Zhao Wuya''s gaze fell on Chu Xuan, "Could it be¡­"


    Wan Wuying grinned, half-mocking, "Keep guessing."


    Zhao Wuya scrutinized Chu Xuan thoroughly as if trying to see through him, "This young man is a new face; I''ve never seen him before."


    Information about the young Foundation Establishment stage disciples from various sects was more or less already known to other sects. Figures like Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Huikong were already on the intelligence lists of the Heavenly Seal Sect.


    As for Wu Teng, although older, he had been a Foundation Establishment stage prodigy in his time, just not as youthful as the others. Only Chu Xuan, this unfamiliar face, was completely unknown to Zhao Wuya.


    Wan Wuying laughed heartily, "His name is Chu Xuan. When the Infinite Sect was destroyed, he was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. It was he who killed Huikong and the one who rescued me from Misty Manor."


    Zhao Wuya was stunned for a moment before reacting with irritation, "Old Ghost Wan, stop joking with me! The Infinite Sect was destroyed less than two years ago; how could he have risen from the fourth level of Qi Refining all the way to the Foundation Establishment stage?"

 Chapter 54: Subduing Huikong, Soul Tamed

    Wan Wuying shrugged, "How should I know?"


    Chu Xuan felt somewhat helpless inside. He had intended to keep a low profile, but his new master had just blown his cover. Having a master who loved to show off was truly headache-inducing.


    He bowed to Zhao Wuya, "Senior Zhao, the destruction of the Infinite Sect made me realize the brutal truth of the cultivation world¡ªonly the strong survive. It was as if I had an epiphany that day. Plus, I had some good luck with unexpected encounters that allowed my cultivation to advance so rapidly. My talents are actually not superior to those of Senior Brother Li or Senior Brother Liu. It''s just good fortune, nothing more."


    Chu Xuan was well aware of his own cultivation aptitude. It really had been just good luck. If it hadn''t been for obtaining the Blood Mirror, and by chance acquiring the apocalyptic planet to use as his backyard, how could he have reached his current level of cultivation and strength?


    Seeing his humility, Wan Wuying nodded slightly in approval.


    Zhao Wuya listened and nodded as well. Fortuitous encounters were something that one could encounter but not seek. The cultivation world was full of stories about people who fell off cliffs only to stumble upon the cave dwellings left by powerful predecessors. Some were even directly elevated from mortal to the Foundation Establishment stage in a single day.


    Compared to those, Chu Xuan''s extraordinary encounters seemed rather common. If it was true that he had such an encounter, then his rapid advancement over the past two years wasn''t something out of the ordinary.


    Zhao Wuya nodded and remarked, "Old Ghost Wan, you''ve got yourself a fine disciple."


    Wan Wuying chuckled, clearly pleased with himself.


    Zhao Wuya bowed slightly, "I will report the situation to the sect master. Within two days, there should be a formal directive. For the next two days, please rest here at Flying Mountain Hall."


    Wan Wuying nodded, "Good, I''ll await your swift news, Brother Zhao."


    Zhao Wuya stomped on the ground, rose into the air with the aid of his Qi, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.


    The middle-aged cultivator who had previously received Wan Wuying hurried over. He respectfully said, "Senior Wan, my name is Li Shan, I am an inner sect administrator of the Heavenly Seal Sect, currently in charge of the affairs at Flying Mountain Hall. For you and the other friends from Extreme Yin Cave, I have arranged temporary cave abodes. Senior Wan, your¡­"


    Wan Wuying waved his hand dismissively, "Just arrange them as you see fit. After the formal appointment arrives in two days, I will set up my own cave dwelling."


    "Yes," Li Shan acknowledged and left.


    "Everyone, go and rest," Wan Wuying gestured dismissively.


    Chu Xuan, guided by the disciples of the Heavenly Seal Sect, proceeded to his temporary cave dwelling situated halfway up the mountain. Upon entering, he immediately inspected the area, ensuring there were no existing formations that could spy on him. Once assured of his privacy, he began setting up his own array of intricate, confusing, and deadly traps. Only after securing his surroundings did he truly settle down on the stone bed to relax.


    Reflecting on the recent events, even Chu Xuan was astonished by his own strength. "I never expected to be this powerful," he mused. "Huikong was among the top in his generation of Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, and I eliminated him without even resorting to my gu insects. It seems my strength might already surpass most early Foundation Establishment cultivators."


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    With a slight smile, Chu Xuan acknowledged his newfound understanding of his capabilities. Currently, at the second level of Foundation Establishment, he was already overpowering most at the initial stages. Once he reached the third level, even those at the fourth level would likely pose no challenge. With the Blood Mirror in hand and an entire planet of zombies at his disposal as resources, advancing his cultivation was only a matter of time.


    Suddenly, Chu Xuan felt a stirring within him. "Ah, the Evil Soul Chain has some activity," he noted, pulling out the artifact. The souls within the Evil Soul Chain, particularly the restless souls he had intended to stabilize, were always problematic. Initially, he had planned to use Sun Shi''s soul for this purpose, but after acquiring Huikong''s soul, he had thrown it into the mix as well.


    Now, a battle had been waged between the two souls, and a victor had emerged.


    "Roar!!"


    A triumphant roar echoed from within the Evil Soul Chain. Looking closely, Chu Xuan saw Huikong''s soul viciously tearing apart Sun Shi''s soul and devouring it swiftly.


    Activating the Evil Soul Chain, Chu Xuan summoned Huikong''s soul. Now reduced to a mere soul, Huikong''s eyes burned with a ferocious and bloodthirsty light, devoid of any human rationality. The soul lunged at Chu Xuan, but with a thought, Chu Xuan sharply tugged on the Evil Soul Chain.


    Crack!


    The pain caused Huikong''s soul to grimace, his spirit form dimming significantly. Yet, undeterred, he continued his fierce assault.


    Crack!


    The Evil Soul Chain whipped again, and Huikong''s spirit dimmed even further. After a dozen more lashes, Huikong''s form was so faint it was nearly transparent, on the verge of dissipation.


    Chu Xuan frowned, realizing he must stop; any more could destroy Huikong''s soul entirely. Yet, at that moment, Huikong''s gaze finally softened, subdued.


    Satisfied, Chu Xuan nodded. It was done. Huikong''s now violent and ruthless nature made him an ideal soul for the Evil Soul Chain. Should Chu Xuan capture more cultivator souls in the future, he could simply feed them to Huikong for enhancement.


    As his life-bound magic tool, the Evil Soul Chain would only grow stronger over time, and naturally, so would Huikong''s capabilities within it.


    "Not bad. Now let''s continue the Soul Refining Technique"


    Without stowing the Evil Soul Chain, Chu Xuan allowed Huikong to roam around the cave while he himself sat down and closed his eyes, circulating the Soul Refining Technique to further refine his spirit. Despite several menacing glares from Huikong, the subdued soul, now fearful, dared not act out and eventually settled down quietly.


    Two days flashed by quickly.


    Xu Ming''s voice suddenly echoed outside the cave. "Uncle Master Chu! The appointment has arrived! The elder sent me to call you out!"


    Chu Xuan exhaled, finished his meditation, and strode out of the cave, his eyes still flickering with a sharp light that made Xu Ming shiver slightly.


    "Speak," Chu Xuan said calmly.


    Xu Ming quickly relayed the news, "Our Extreme Yin Cave lineage has been fully integrated into the Heavenly Seal Sect. However, we won''t be joining the main sect of the Heavenly Seal Sect; instead, we will establish our own cave dwelling here in Wu Province to assist Flying Mountain Hall in expanding its territory."


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly. This was as he had expected. The Heavenly Seal Sect couldn''t afford to turn away a Golden Core cultivator and four Foundation Establishment cultivators. Setting up a local cave dwelling was indeed the best option.


    "Where is the master?" Chu Xuan asked.


    Xu Ming respectfully replied, "He is selecting a site rich in Spiritual Qi to establish the cave dwelling. He instructed you to head south, and you should see him there."


    "Good," Chu Xuan nodded.


    He immediately summoned his flying sword and soared into the air, heading south. Xu Ming watched his departing figure, filled with both admiration and aspiration. "Someday, I too want to be like Uncle Master Chu," he muttered, clenching his fists with determination.


    Chu Xuan continued southward and soon noticed a streak of light moving back and forth in the sky. Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Wu Teng were hovering mid-air on their flying tools, waiting for him.


    "Junior Brother Chu," they all greeted him with smiles.


    "Junior Brother Chu, your spirit seems to have improved," Liu Zhenxiong suddenly commented.


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Indeed, I have completed the first level of the Soul Refining Technique."


    Liu Zhenxiong expressed his admiration, "That''s quick. For most, it takes years to master the first level of the Soul Refining Technique."


    At that moment, a rumbling noise came from the mountain ahead¡ªevidently, Wan Wuying was beginning to establish the new cave dwelling.


    "Let''s go," Li Xuanming said, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

 Chapter 55: Establishing the Cave Dwelling, Water Curtain Cave

    As Chu Xuan and his companions approached, they saw that the mountain peak ahead had been flattened, creating a spacious training ground. This site, nestled among several surrounding peaks, was ideal as a communal area for the disciples of Extreme Yin Cave to spar and communicate.


    A gust of wind swept through as Wan Wuying materialized in front of them. Chu Xuan and his fellow disciples bowed and addressed him as Master.


    Wan Wuying nodded slightly, "This area contains the densest Spiritual Qi within thousands of li. I have already notified the Heavenly Seal Sect, and this training ground, spanning three thousand li, will be Extreme Yin Cave''s territory."


    "You four establish your own cave dwelling within this three-thousand-li radius," Wan Wuying continued with a slight smile. "From now on, we will cultivate this land well. As long as we live and our lineage continues, a resurgence is more than possible!"


    "Yes!" Chu Xuan and his companions nodded solemnly.


    Wan Wuying went on, "Start by establishing your cave dwellings. I will negotiate with the Heavenly Seal Sect for the various cultivation resources you need. They need our strength and dare not refuse. Once we''re settled, we''ll begin relocating mortals here and incorporate these barbaric lands beyond civilization into Extreme Yin Cave''s domain. Only then will we truly be established."


    Chu Xuan nodded deeply in agreement. This strategy mirrored the old ways of the Infinite Sect. Once one became an inner disciple, hundreds of mortal servants were always at hand, their sole purpose to prepare meals, clean dwellings, and so forth for the sect''s disciples. Cultivators were essential, but these servants were also indispensable.


    Furthermore, many of the ingredients needed for pill concoctions and materials required for crafting were gathered by mortals. Only the most precious resources demanded the personal attention of cultivators. Also crucial were the spirit seeds ¡ª mortals born with spiritual roots, who would be tested and then join the sect to train and potentially become its new disciples. Those with lesser talents might leave the sect to start families, whose offspring were more likely to become spirit seeds themselves, creating a beneficial cycle that would ensure the sect''s prosperity and growth.


    Behind every thriving sect was an immense support system of countless mortals, a fact Chu Xuan never overlooked.


    Having finished his instructions, Wan Wuying disappeared in a flash. More rumbling noises indicated that he was busy establishing his own dwelling.


    "I''ll go over there," Li Xuanming pointed north. Liu Zhenxiong and Wu Teng also began to search for suitable locations to establish their dwellings.


    Chu Xuan, however, chose to go alone to the south. He had no special requirements for his dwelling, seeking only tranquility and solitude, crucial for when he needed to travel to the zombie planet, away from the mundane affairs of this realm.


    Chu Xuan circled the area on his flying sword for quite some time before finally choosing a secluded valley. Inside the valley, a waterfall cascaded down, creating a small lake teeming with unknown fish and shrimp. The lake was surrounded by bamboo and various unnamed trees, making the environment tranquil and picturesque¡ªperfect for Chu Xuan''s preference.


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    "This will be the place," Chu Xuan decided, somewhat whimsically choosing to situate his cave dwelling behind the waterfall.


    He took out the Evil Soul Chain and with a forceful swing, struck the rocky mountainside.


    Thud, thud, thud!


    The solid rock was blasted open. The Evil Soul Chain, likely never anticipating it would be used as a tool for smashing rocks, sent shards flying in all directions, startling the fish in the lake. Despite their frantic attempts to escape, the fish could not leave the confines of the lake, much like the inescapable bonds of one''s life.


    Soon, a rough cave dwelling was carved out. To smooth the uneven rocks inside, Chu Xuan employed a few ''Transmute Rock to Mud'' spells, easily handling the smaller rocks. This spell could only transform rocks up to the size of a fist, which was why Chu Xuan initially needed to use the Evil Soul Chain for the larger task of excavation.


    Finally, Chu Xuan conjured a sphere of water to wash away the mud and debris, officially completing the construction of the dwelling. Next, he set about laying down various formations around the cave¡ªconcealment, warding, alarm, and spirit gathering arrays.


    These were tasks Chu Xuan was adept at; within an hour, he had secured the valley with these defensive and utility formations. Unless a Golden Core cultivator intervened, no Foundation Establishment stage cultivator could breach these defenses in a short time.


    "Pity I still lack a Formation Soul to guard the place," Chu Xuan thought. "With a Formation Soul, even in my absence, the safety of the cave dwelling could be ensured."


    He made a mental note of this requirement before heading back inside. The cave dwelling itself was simple, comprising only a cultivation room, an alchemy room, a tool forging room, and a spirit plant room¡ªcurrently all quite sparse. Chu Xuan did not plan to store anything valuable here; it was more about maintaining appearances.


    Just then, a voice echoed from outside. "Junior Brother Chu, where are you?"


    It was Liu Zhenxiong''s voice.


    Chu Xuan mounted his Heavenly Star flying sword and flew to the entrance of the cave. Sure enough, he saw Liu Zhenxiong and the other two approaching together.


    "Have all three Senior Brothers successfully established their cave dwellings?" Chu Xuan asked with a smile as he bowed courteously.


    Liu Zhenxiong laughed heartily, "What difficulty could there possibly be in establishing a dwelling? It is naturally straightforward."


    Wu Teng looked down at the valley below and remarked, "Junior Brother Chu, you chose this place? Quite splendid indeed, a scene of remarkable beauty."


    Li Xuanming smiled, "What name have you given to your cave dwelling, Junior Brother Chu?"


    After a moment''s thought, Chu Xuan replied with a smile, "The Water Curtain Cave."


    All three brightened at the name, "An excellent name, carrying a touch of ancient charm!"


    The four conversed freely, and through this exchange, Chu Xuan also learned about the locations and names of their respective dwellings. As dusk fell, they finally parted ways.


    Chu Xuan returned once more to the Water Curtain Cave. This time, he activated all the formations.


    Seated on a stone bed, he reflected on recent events. "This time, my gains have been substantial. Most importantly, I have pledged allegiance under Wan Wuying and successfully cleansed my identity, transforming into a disciple of the Heavenly Seal Sect. Henceforth, I am no longer a demonic cultivator pursued by all. Additionally, the Evil Soul Chain now possesses a soul, adding significantly to my arsenal with Huikong''s fierce spirit. Next, there is the second transformation of the Gangsi; I will need to spend more time nurturing it into my lifebound Gu insect. Finally, I have also acquired several Foundation Establishment cultivators'' storage bags, including those of Sun Shi and Huikong. I have perused those of Sun Shi and others but have yet to examine Huikong''s."

 Chapter 56: The Top Grade Defensive Magic Tool, the Merit Bell!

    Chu Xuan then took out Huikong''s storage bag. After slaying Huikong, he immediately entered the underground palace to rescue Wan Wuying, and then quickly left Misty Manor for Flying Mountain Hall. He had hardly had any downtime until now.


    Huikong''s storage bag was extraordinary. Qi Refining stage cultivators generally used low-grade storage bags, with a space of only about one cubic meter.


    Foundation Establishment stage cultivators usually had medium-grade storage bags, offering ten cubic meters of space. However, Huikong possessed a high-grade storage bag, providing a whopping one hundred cubic meters!


    It is well known that spatial magic tools are more valuable than other types such as offensive, defensive, or flying magic tools, due to their unique nature. High-grade storage bags are about thirty percent more expensive than high-grade magic tools of other types. Even Li Xuanming currently used a medium-grade bag.


    Indeed, Huikong was worthy of being considered a prodigy of the Golden Dragon Temple. Such extravagance!


    Rubbing his hands together excitedly, Chu Xuan slowly opened the storage bag. Various treasures immediately caught his eye.


    First and foremost were the dazzling spirit stones¡ªa small mountain of small spirit stones, roughly estimated at three thousand pieces. Medium spirit stones were piled in the corner, about fifty in total. Just these spirit stones alone could purchase three to four high-grade magic tools.


    Besides the spirit stones, Chu Xuan spotted several magic tools, all of medium grade. Now accustomed to finer items, these medium-grade tools barely caught his interest¡ªthey were better than nothing. He had hoped to find Huikong''s Vajra Beads, an offensive and defensive magic tool that was a rare find. If tainted with Yin Evil Qi, it could potentially be used by him.


    Unfortunately, the Vajra Beads and Vajra Cassock used by Huikong had been destroyed in battle, leaving only the khakkhara saber in Chu Xuan''s possession.


    Although the saber crafted by the monks of the Golden Dragon Temple was exceptionally fierce, he found it difficult to control only able to unleash thirty percent of its power.


    "Hmm... Golden Dragon Array, Ghost Repelling Array, Evil Expelling Array... These formations are quite good, but I have no use for them. I''ll find an opportunity to sell them... Foundation Establishment Stage Array Formations Detailed Analysis, this is useful... Huh, is that a box of Earth Evil Pills?"


    Earth Evil Pills, crafted from the flesh of Earth Evil, were toxic to cultivators but highly beneficial for corpse puppets. Many zombie soldiers needing advancement to higher ranks relied on these pills. The Infinite Sect had once cultivated a large quantity of Earth Evil specifically for this purpose. Chu Xuan had been wondering where he might find Earth Evil to make these pills, and now Huikong had unwittingly delivered them right to him.


    "There are even some Earth Evil seeds here," he noted. "These must have been taken from a demonic cultivator slain by Huikong. He did not understand their value, simply stored them in his bag."


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    Chu Xuan smiled and continued rummaging through the bag. "What''s this?" he muttered upon discovering an exquisitely crafted large jade box. A seal affixed to the box bore the inscription: "Do not open unless meritorious enough."


    Raising an eyebrow, Chu Xuan mused about merit. While he couldn''t speak for others, he knew he possessed significant merit. Without hesitation, he opened the jade box.


    Inside, an ancient bronze bell lay quietly. Its surface was engraved with various celestial beings¡ªfierce Vajras, serene Bodhisattvas, and smiling Buddhas.


    For a moment, Chu Xuan felt as though he was drawn into the gaze of these divine figures, feeling as insignificant as an ant before mountains.


    The strange vision vanished as quickly as it had appeared, and he found himself still in the cave. "This magic tool induced a vision in me," he marveled. "Can it really be so powerful?"


    Startled yet thrilled by the power he''d sensed without even activating it, Chu Xuan pondered, "I wonder if I can use this bell?"


    After much contemplation and preparation, he finally took out the bell. The moment it emerged, it tolled on its own, radiating Buddha''s light as if testing whether the user was worthy of wielding it.


    Then, unexpectedly, a halo of merit appeared behind Chu Xuan''s head. It slowly rotated, vast and majestic, as if a true Buddha had descended to the earthly realm.


    The sound from the bell ceased abruptly like a duck squawking at midnight suddenly silenced by a firm grip around its neck. In that moment, the divine gaze of the gods and Buddhas engraved on the bell''s surface lost all their intimidating force towards Chu Xuan, seeming... ingratiating.


    The halo of merit flickered and vanished. Chu Xuan, looking at the now docile bell before him, scratched his head. "It seems my little bit of merit actually did some good here," he chuckled to himself.


    Upon closer inspection of the bell, Chu Xuan soon found two words etched into its base: "Merit Bell." His eyebrows rose in recognition. He had heard of this treasure.


    Yuan Hong, the former abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple who was a Foundation Establishment stage monk at the time, had wielded this Merit Bell. With the bell in hand, Yuan Hong stood unshaken like a saint in his sacred robes, unfazed by powerful foes. His most famous feat was when he, alone, withstood the assault of six demonic cultivators of the same realm for five days and nights until reinforcements arrived!


    Now that Yuan Hong had ascended to the Golden Core stage, the Merit Bell had naturally been passed down to another monk¡ªunexpectedly, to Huikong. Clearly, Huikong''s merits had been insufficient; otherwise, he would have utilized the Merit Bell in their previous battle. The Merit Bell was a top-grade magic tool, and if truly operational, even all four of them together could not breach its defenses.


    "Excellent! Others can hardly make it! I can do it easy!" Chu Xuan couldn''t help but laugh. What a fortuitous turn of events! The Golden Dragon Temple could never have imagined that a demonic cultivator''s merit would be profound enough to activate the Merit Bell!


    He glanced affectionately at Huikong, who appeared utterly bewildered, now devoid of his past life''s memories and only filled with awe towards Chu Xuan. "Oh, Huikong, you really have done me a great favor."


    Chu Xuan spent some time reviewing everything in Huikong''s storage bag and finally nodded in satisfaction. The Merit Bell, Earth Evil Pills, and over three thousand small spiritual stones were the greatest treasures he had gleaned from Huikong''s possessions.


    After a brief moment of joy, he began to plan his next steps: "First, cultivate my lifebound Gu insect. Second, replenish my reserves of Yin Evil Qi and large blood pearls. Third, find a powerful creature to serve as the main soul for my formation. Fourth, focus on cultivation to break through to higher realms. Each task is urgent. It''s perfect to use the differing time flows between the two worlds to accelerate my progress!"


    Chu Xuan took out the energy-filled Blood Mirror and immediately activated it, ready to harness its powers for the tasks ahead.

 Chapter 57: The Dual-Headed Python, The Lifebound Gu

    Back on Blue Star, at the Haotai Hotel, Chu Xuan found himself once again in this familiar place. He appeared on the rooftop, preferring the open view here to the confines of a hotel room.


    No sooner had he materialized than he heard Hu''s joyous roars. A robust figure charged towards him like a tank, reaching him in the blink of an eye. The large head affectionately rubbed against Chu Xuan, a peculiar sight to the uninitiated but sincere gesture of affection from a corpse puppet.


    Chu Xuan nodded with a smile, "How have you been while I was away?"


    Hu''s response was an animated mix of roars and gestures. He pointed east, then west, hopped around, and ran about, a picture of expressive enthusiasm.


    Of course, Chu Xuan couldn''t understand any of it just by looking. It was through their spiritual connection that he grasped Hu''s conveyed thoughts.


    "As I thought, everything is mostly normal, though there was a minor incident," Chu Xuan murmured with a nod.


    Through Hu''s thoughts, Chu Xuan learned about a dual-headed python that had appeared in East Lake City. The creature, over twenty meters long, had dominated the area, killing many supernatural beings around it.


    A couple of months ago, it had wreaked havoc in East Lake City itself, causing heavy losses to the Black Blade Security Company, which had to call for military assistance from the neighboring Linjiang forces.


    The python had also foolishly attempted to enter Chu Xuan''s Yin Evil Soul Snatching Array. It had fled shortly after entering, seemingly affected slightly by the array.


    Hu had clashed with the python, beating it severely until it fled with a severed tail. Whether it had escaped into the Dragon River or was hiding somewhere deep in East Lake City to recover was unknown.


    Now, hundreds of Linjiang soldiers were scouring the waters of East Lake City for any sign of the python. Hu and Bao had encountered them but always swiftly disappeared into the shadows. The soldiers had not even detected their presence.


    Chu Xuan found the dual-headed python intriguing. The supernatural creatures of Blue Star seemed quite different from the demonic beasts of Mystic Azure Realm.


    A typical demonic beast entering his Yin Evil Soul Snatching Array would have been absorbed as nourishment by the array. Yet, this python had managed to survive, albeit briefly, which was surprising.


    Its soul might possess unique properties. If extracted, it could potentially serve as the main soul for his array. However, there was no rush. Since the Linjiang army squad had not yet left East Lake City, it indicated that the python was likely still somewhere nearby. A mere dual-headed python, no matter how strong, could not surpass a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. When he had time, he would simply capture it, no need to prioritize it as an urgent matter.


    "Where is Bao?" Chu Xuan casually inquired.


    "Roar, roar, roar!" Hu pointed north.


    Chu Xuan nodded, understanding that Bao had gone out to forage. The zombies of East Lake City had been wiped out during the last zombie tide. Over the past year, although other zombies had wandered in from nearby cities, their numbers were relatively sparse. Consequently, Hu and Bao had ventured to neighboring cities like Two Dragons City to feed.


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    Chu Xuan was confident in their strength. The real concern was for the zombies in those other cities.


    "Stay here and guard," Chu Xuan instructed casually.


    "Roar!" Hu thumped his chest solemnly.


    Settling down, Chu Xuan began the process of cultivating his lifebound Gu. According to the "Blood Worms Tome," two conditions were necessary for nurturing a lifebound Gu: first, forming a blood worm pouch; second, nourishing the lifebound Gu with blood essence.


    Now that the blood worm pouch had formed, Chu Xuan needed to feed the Blood Steel Wire with his blood essence.


    "Gangsi, come forth," he called softly.


    A slit opened in his palm, and Gangsi wriggled out, affectionately brushing against his arm. Chu Xuan forced out three drops of blood essence, his complexion turning immediately pale.


    The Blood Steel Wire, as if sensing a feast, quickly approached and swiftly consumed the blood drops.


    "Sigh... The production rate of blood essence is really slow," Chu Xuan lamented. "On average, it seems I can only produce one drop every three days."


    He shook his head, resigned. He couldn''t afford to give too much blood at once, as it might overfeed the Blood Steel Wire.


    A month passed in the blink of an eye. With one drop of blood every three days, plus the initial three drops, Chu Xuan had fed the Blood Steel Wire a total of thirteen drops of blood. The connection between him and the Blood Steel Wire grew tighter by the day.


    On the final day, as he fed it the fourteenth drop of blood, Chu Xuan suddenly felt a clarity of spirit. The Blood Steel Wire felt like an extension of his own limbs. With just a thought from him, it knew exactly what to do. It was like directing his own arm!


    The lifebound Gu was established. With this, the Blood Steel Wire''s combat capabilities were greatly enhanced, and the likelihood of backlash was significantly reduced.


    However, should the Blood Steel Wire suffer injury, Chu Xuan would feel it as if it were his own, experiencing significant trauma. This was a similar experience to what Wu Teng endured when his brain-eating mother worm was killed by Huikong, which caused him nearly to faint from the backlash of his lifebound Gu being destroyed.


    Chu Xuan gently caressed the Steel Wire, his face breaking into a satisfied smile. "My decision was indeed correct. Cultivating a lifebound Gu takes too much time; it cannot be done in Mystic Azure Realm."


    "Regrettably, the Blood Steel Wire egg I previously planted not only failed to hatch but also perished." Chu Xuan recalled the incident with a hint of regret. It seemed there was an inherent defect in the Blood Steel Wire egg. Despite absorbing his blood, it had silently dissolved after a month or two.


    "My next Gu could totally be of a different type. Perhaps I could allow Gangsi to mate with a more powerful Gu to produce a new variety of eggs. That''s another option."


    Having spent time studying the Blood Worms Tome, Chu Xuan was now thoroughly familiar with it. He knew exactly how to cultivate better Gu. His current lifebound Gu''s lineage had already far surpassed that of ordinary Blood Steel Wire. If one had to categorize it, it could be considered a mutated Blood Steel Wire.


    He could certainly find an opportunity for it to mate with a stronger Gu to produce eggs. Of course, such eggs are not stable¡ªit''s essentially like opening a mystery box. A wrong choice could waste much effort and time.


    "It''s about time to go out and see where that dual-headed python is now."


    Chu Xuan stirred his Spiritual Qi, shaking off the dust that had accumulated on his body.


    "Roar, roar!" Hu joyously cried out. Over the past month, aside from foraging, he had stayed close to Chu Xuan, pleased that his master needed him. He noticed Bao''s roars were not as vigorous, so he hustled over and gave him a forceful nudge, roaring as if to say: "The master is here, and what are you doing?!"


    Bao whimpered, seeming to admit his fault.


    Chu Xuan chuckled and patted their heads. He had seen Hu''s loyalty.


    "Come on, let''s go for a walk."


    "Roar, roar!" Hu and Bao roared excitedly.


    Chu Xuan stored them in the Corpse Nurturing Tower, took out his flying sword, and immediately soared into the sky.

 Chapter 58: The Battle Plan

    Meanwhile, a temporary encampment of the Linjiang Army by the River. This encampment is adjacent to the Black Blade Security Company.


    However, compared to the small buildings of the security company nearby, the scale of the temporary encampment is noticeably larger. Moreover, it exudes the efficiency and vigor typical of a regular military force.


    At this moment, inside the central small building of the encampment, seven people are gathered around a round table, deep in discussion.


    Among these seven individuals, three are dressed in the military uniforms of the Linjiang Army, seated at the head. The leader among them is a burly, bald man. To his left is a slender woman. And to his right, a lean man. They are the three commanders of the Linjiang Army, named Xiong Xing, Lin Qiao, and Li Tiemu respectively.


    The other four individuals are dressed in civilian clothes, and seated on both sides. These four are the four superhumans of the Black Blade Security Company. The crew-cut man is Wang Jiangang. The middle-aged lean man is Wang Jiangang''s cousin, Wang Yong. The stout man is Tang Jinchuan. The middle-aged one-armed man is Song Dayi.


    "...I still believe that, given the number of our personnel, it is impossible to intercept the Twin-headed Python from entering the lower reaches of the Dragon River. We must request reinforcements from headquarters." Li Tiemu said sternly. "Do not forget, that python broke through the blockade formed by the five of us and over three hundred Linjiang soldiers!"


    Lin Qiao, however, immediately shook her head, "That python had already suffered a serious injury when it broke through the blockade in the first place, and some time ago it also fought with an unknown being and suffered another injury, so now it is definitely nestled to recuperate. By the time support from headquarters arrives its wounds will have already healed! I believe there is no time to delay; we must quickly make arrangements to intercept the python and ensure it does not enter the lower reaches of the Dragon River. That area is not our territory."


    Xiong Xing rubbed his temples and looked toward the seldom-speaking members of Black Blade. He asked, "This city is your turf, Wang Gangjian, what are your thoughts?"


    Wang Gangjian offered a sheepish smile, "What thoughts could I possibly have? I will defer to your judgment."


    He was merely a retired soldier who had returned to civilian life. Had it not been for the Linjiang Army''s conscription and his own fortuitous awakening of talent, he would never have been able to establish the Black Blade Security Company and claim Donghu as his territory. He understood this much at least.


    Wang Gangjian said nothing, but Tang Jinchuan spoke up. "I suggest we ask for assistance from the cultivator residing at the Haotai Hotel. With his intervention, not only intercepting the Twin-headed Python but even killing it would not be difficult!"


    After he spoke, Xiong Xing, Lin Qiao, and Li Tiemu all frowned.


    Wang Gangjian and Wang Yong inwardly cursed their luck. Since the three Linjiang Army officers had been stationed in the City, they had been ordered to contact the mysterious cultivator at the Haotai Hotel.


    However, no matter how much they called out, there was not a sound from within the hotel. If they tried to force their way in, it was like entering a fog, leaving them dizzy and disoriented, walking for two or three hours only to find they were still in the same place.


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    Clearly, this mysterious cultivator had no intention of meeting them. They, as commanders of the Linjiang Army, pillars of the strongest force in Linjiang Province, could not repeatedly lower themselves to court disdain from others.


    Xiong Xing said indifferently, "That person does not wish to see us; let us speak no more of this."


    Tang Jinchuan wanted to argue further. But he was pulled back by Song Dayi. He had no choice but to sit down.


    Tang Jinchuan had witnessed the cultivator''s divine might firsthand. A powerful mutant spider was effortlessly slain by the cultivator. From then on, he knew that the cultivator''s strength was incomparable to them.


    Even Ye Nantian, a general of the Linjiang Army who had advanced to a fourth-level superhuman a few months ago, would likely be no match for him.


    Unfortunately, these three commanders were too proud, having only visited the Haotai Hotel twice before giving up. It seemed they felt it beneath their dignity. It was truly pitiful.


    Tang Jinchuan couldn''t help but sigh inwardly. Moments later, Xiong Xing brought down his gavel.


    "...Then it is decided; we will immediately set up barriers at the point where the Dragon River enters Hanhai Province. Within a week, we must kill this python that plagues Linjiang Province!"


    The others responded in a solemn chorus, "Yes!"


    To the south of Linjiang Province lay Hanhai Province, the Dragon River flows through Linjiang and into Hanhai. The ruling power in Hanhai Province is the Boat Gang. These fellows and the Linjiang Army were hardly on good terms.


    The interaction between the two was limited to basic trade. Once the Twin-headed Python escaped into Hanhai Province, regardless of what the Linjiang Army did, they would be powerless.


    After all, that was someone else''s territory. Who wouldn''t want such an extraordinary creature''s psionic crystals? By then, troubles would surely multiply.


    "Hmm?"


    Chu Xuan soared through the sky atop his flying sword, gazing down upon the earth. As he surveyed the land, he spotted a convoy moving southward along the Dragon River.


    Eventually, at the point where the river entered Hanhai Province, various obstacles were deployed. The sturdy steel nets were bristling with barbs, ensnaring any fish that dared pass through. These devices were clearly the work of the industrially capable Linjiang Army.


    Chu Xuan looked on with interest. It seemed the Linjiang Army was preparing to intercept the Twin-headed Python. Coincidentally, he too was curious whether this python qualified as the main soul for his formation. If it proved unworthy, there would be no need to waste more time; he could leave the matter to the Linjiang soldiers.


    At that moment, a muffled explosion emanated from the city. Clearly, a group of Linjiang soldiers had commenced their assault.


    "It seems the army has already found its hiding spot to recuperate," Chu Xuan noted with a light smile.


    Around East Lake City, fierce combat erupted. The giant snake''s tail lashed violently, each strike stirring up monumental waves. Trees along the shore were not just shaken but swept away entirely.


    Numerous Linjiang soldiers, even those of the first-level superhuman rank, could not withstand the devastating power of the snake tail, being pulverized instantly.


    Chu Xuan watched their battle with interest. The combat between superhumans and supernature creatures was markedly different from the disputes among cultivators.


    The cultivation and combat systems of cultivators had been passed down for countless years and were well-established. Yet, on this planet, the Psionic outbreak had only begun a little over five years ago.


    For the superhumans, everything was a fresh challenge to be figured out. Their method of combat was quite peculiar. One moment, they utilized the Psionic power within their bodies; the next, they resorted to small kinetic weapons like firearms.


    To Chu Xuan, it all seemed rather childish. Having reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he was already immune to ordinary firearms. Only missiles or more advanced nuclear weapons could pose any threat to him now.


    "Hmm? Did that hurt?"


    Just then, Chu Xuan noticed the python cry out in pain before diving deep into the water. From the splash it made, it was clear the creature had entered the Dragon River, rapidly swimming downstream.


    "So far, I''ve seen nothing interesting. Let''s watch a bit longer."


    Chu Xuan shook his head. It seemed this little python was destined to disappoint him.

 Chapter 59: Ambush of the Two-Headed Python

    The wake trailed southward. Clearly, a colossal creature was fleeing along the Dragon River. The physical capabilities of supernatural beings had been enhanced in every aspect.


    Yet, intelligence was not easily gained. For most supernatural beings, their intelligence had only slightly improved compared to before. If one must make a comparison, it was akin to that of a human child aged five or six. Upon sensing a threat to their life, their first instinct was undoubtedly to flee. From this perspective, there was nothing unusual about the two-headed python.


    Chu Xuan patiently continued to read on. The python was fast. In the blink of an eye, it had darted forward a hundred meters, faster than a speedboat. The soldiers, attempting to pursue, couldn''t even touch the spray, helplessly watching it escape.


    At this moment, Xiong Xing and three other commanders, along with four superhumans from Black Blade, stood guard at the pass. Though behind them flowed the Dragon River, they were now within the boundaries of Hanhai Province.


    Their mission was to intercept the two-headed python within the borders of Linjiang Province. It would be best if they could kill it; failing that, they had to inflict severe damage. With several such encounters, they would be able to slay it.


    "Here it comes!"


    Wang Yong''s talent was his far-sighted vision. From afar, he saw enormous waves forming on the river''s surface. Clearly, a fearsome creature underwater was rapidly approaching them.


    "Prepare!"


    Xiong Xing bellowed. All the superhumans braced for battle. The waves grew closer. The threat of the underwater python became ever more pressing. Each person gripped their weapon tighter, unaware of the sweat beading on their skin.


    "Hiss!"


    The speeding python, failing to brake in time, crashed into the barbed wire.


    The barbs at the connections deeply pierced its scales, pulling out a trail of flesh and blood.


    Instantly, the river beneath their feet was stained red with blood.


    "Fire!"


    Xiong Xing waved his hand grandly. The muzzles of automatic rifles spewed flames. Bullets ceaselessly plunged into the water, hammering the body of the two-headed python.


    "Hiss, hiss!"


    The python shrieked again. Its massive body churned wildly, whipping up a formidable surge. Some soldiers lost their footing and were swept away by the wave, plunging straight into the water. The ferocious python opened its massive jaws and bit the unfortunate soldiers in half!


    "Continue firing, empty the magazines!"


    Xiong Xing''s gaze was icy as he stood his ground, unyielding, and continued to command.


    Bang, bang, bang!


    The flames from the automatic rifles tore through the air, plunging into the water.


    However, this time, no painful screeches from the python could be heard. Nor could more blood be seen rising to the surface.


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    The soldiers'' magazines were emptied one after another. Yet, as well-trained troops of the Linjiang Army, they had prepared spare magazines.


    Without needing an order from their commander, they swiftly reloaded. Muzzles aimed at the water, they remained on high alert. After all, this was not their first encounter with this two-headed python.


    Xiong Xing, Lin Qiao, and Li Tiemu exchanged glances, instinctively sensing something was amiss.


    Had the two-headed python disappeared just like that? Or had it been gravely injured by their recent concentrated fire?


    Lin Qiao leaned out to peer at the water''s surface, trying to discern the true state of the python. It seemed there was nothing left underwater. She was about to speak.


    Suddenly, a massive head burst forth from the water. Its maw opened to its fullest extent. With a fierce snap, it swallowed Lin Qiao whole.


    Plunk!


    The upper half of the two-headed python crashed back into the river. The huge wave it caused soaked everyone from head to toe.


    Li Tiemu stared at the turbulent river, his eyes wide with disbelief.


    "Lin... Lin Qiao!"


    He roared in anger. Xiong Xing clenched the railing, his immense strength nearly warping the metal. His frame trembled slightly.


    Lin Qiao, one of the five commanders of the Linjiang Army and a second-tier superhuman, might have ascended to third-tier within a year. And now, she was gone just like that?!


    Chu Xuan''s eyebrows rose.


    This python was cunning indeed. It had deliberately sunk to the river''s bottom, feigning injury. Waiting for the moment the Linjiang commanders let their guard down to strike lethally.


    Chu Xuan''s interest was piqued. Even in life, the python''s cunning was evident, and upon extracting its soul, this trait would undoubtedly remain. Cunning, a quality detestable in an enemy, yet reassuring in an ally.


    Then, the river''s surface churned again. The two-headed python thrust its upper body out of the water. Those two heads and four snake eyes were coldly fixed on Xiong Xing and Li Tiemu.


    Having participated in its previous encirclement near Dragon River City, they were not forgotten by the creature. One of the python''s heads began to twitch. After a spasm, it spat out Lin Qiao''s tattered remains. They landed right in front of Xiong Xing and Li Tiemu. Those four snake eyes were filled with mockery.


    A chill ran through Wang Gangjian and the others. They realized it now. The python was not afraid of them. This was a provocation. Pure provocation!


    "I''m going to kill you!" Li Tiemu roared angrily.


    The clothes on Lin Qiao, he had specially bought to give to her! For the python to spit out those clothes now corroded by stomach acid in front of him was even more painful than death itself!


    Xiong Xing grabbed him, "It''s trying to provoke you! Stick to the planned attack, do not act rashly."


    Li Tiemu took a deep breath, his eyes still bloodshot, "Alright!"


    Xiong Xing called out to Wang Gangjian and the other three, "Change of plan, we need your support!"


    "It is our duty," Wang Gangjian nodded in agreement.


    With a fierce twist, Xiong Xing wrenched the sturdy iron railing straight off. Then, with a burst of tremendous strength from his right arm, he hurled it forward.


    Whoosh!


    The iron railing cut through the air. The python hadn''t even reacted. The sharp iron railing plunged deep into the scales beneath its neck.


    "Hiss!"


    The python let out a pained shriek.


    "Attack!" Xiong Xing bellowed. He threw the iron spears, prepared earlier at his side, with all his might. Each one was thrown with the full force of his rage, as if channeling all his anger over his fallen comrade into the spears! His talent, similar to Wang Gangjian''s, was enhancement-based, strengthening a part of the body.


    The two-headed python, a supernatural being, could battle in water, but humans could hardly enter it. So now, the best method was to use such projectile weapons for the attack.


    Li Tiemu growled lowly, a fireball suddenly blazing in his palm. Once the fireball had condensed to a certain degree, he smashed it down fiercely.


    Bang, bang!


    The fireballs targeted the python''s head. He could use his internal Psionic energy to condense flames. Superhumans categorized as elementals were rare. With the two commanders leading, the other superhumans and soldiers also launched their attacks.


    Bullets poured down! Psionic energy burst forth!


    Chu Xuan, overseeing everything, was brimming with interest. He noted that most superhuman talents awakened were of the enhancement type. That is, enhancing a particular organ or part of their body.


    Some had strengthened arms, others legs. Some had enhanced their eyes, ears, and so forth. Unlike Li Tiemu, who could draw on accumulated Psionic energy within his body and form it into flames, elemental superhumans were not common.

 Chapter 60: You Shall Perish

    Boom, boom, boom!


    A variety of attacks landed on the python, causing its flesh to split open and eliciting continuous screams of agony.


    The python''s provocative behavior clearly did not work. It had intended to enrage the superhumans, luring them into the river to exploit its home field advantage and annihilate them one by one. Yet, it failed.


    Blood spurted from the python''s body, quickly staining the river red. Every time its massive tail attempted a strike, the battle-hardened Xiong Xing anticipated it. At those moments, he would hurl especially sharp, poison-coated iron spears, specifically prepared for the python. These potent poisoned spears forced the python to retract its massive tail defensively.


    After a chaotic battle, the python was left with numerous wounds, and a third of its scales were shattered. However, from the human superhumans'' side, only three Linjiang Army soldiers and six members of the Black Blade security company had fallen.


    Under the fierce firepower, the python''s screams continued, seemingly powerless to retaliate. At this rate, the scales of battle would completely tip in favor of the superhumans.


    A fierce light flashed in the eyes of Xiong Xing and Li Tiemu. They sought vengeance for their fallen comrades!


    In the clouds above, Chu Xuan watched, yawning continuously. Until now, the python had not shown any traits that impressed him, except for its cunning nature which had piqued his slight interest.


    However, at this moment, Chu Xuan suddenly felt a familiar fluctuation from within the python''s body.


    "This is..."


    Chu Xuan''s spirits lifted.


    The next moment, the python raised its two heads sharply, and from its mouth, a dark purple mist erupted. The mist was sinister and eerie, filled with ghostly wails and wolf howls. If one listened closely, it was enough to send a shiver through the soul!


    The crowd instinctively sensed the ominous nature and scattered. But some were too slow to react and were enveloped by the dark purple mist.


    When the mist dispersed, only twisted and lifeless bodies with no warmth remained. Even a first-tier superhuman could only withstand a few more seconds in the purple-black mist before succumbing just like ordinary humans.


    Wang Gangjian''s eyebrows twitched wildly at the sight. He recognized this mist.


    It was identical to the mist he saw near the Haotai Hotel area during the day of the zombie tide!


    "Run! Run for your lives!"


    Wang Gangjian, without a second thought, grabbed Wang Yong and ran. That day, tens of thousands of zombies and a large number of supernatural beings rushed into the area covered by the mist. All of them died! Compared to those zombies, they were pitifully few and weak!


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    How could they possibly withstand the assault of this dark purple mist?


    Tang Jinchuan and Song Dayi, though unsure of what was happening, nonetheless followed closely behind.


    Xiong Xing and Li Tiemu were now enveloped in the purple-black mist as well. However, as seasoned second-tier superhumans, they were not as vulnerable.


    Moreover, the Yin Evil Qi exhaled by the two-headed python had already been significantly diluted.


    Despite the dilution, Xiong Xing and Li Tiemu still found it unbearable. It felt as though hordes of little demons had invaded their minds, vigorously tearing at their souls and flesh. They were powerless to resist, forced to watch helplessly as they were shredded to pieces.


    This sensation was fleeting.


    Just then, a calm voice echoed from the heavens, "Those who steal my things shall die."


    The voice seemed like a majestic chant that purified the soul, instantly shattering the ghostly wails and terrifying illusions.


    By the time Xiong Xing and Li Tiemu regained their senses, they found their bodies incredibly stiff. Several areas were even turning a deathly cyan. Clearly, if this continued, their bodies would perish!


    They looked up to the sky in unison and saw a figure standing on a flying sword, overlooking the mortal realm. The figure''s garments fluttered, his gaze indifferent, reminiscent of the legendary Daoist immortals who transcended earthly desires.


    Wang Gangjian, Wang Yong, and the others who had fled stopped in their tracks upon hearing the voice, staring incredulously at the sky.


    He had appeared! The mysterious cultivator had appeared!


    Tang Jinchuan was visibly excited. Among those present, he was one of the few who had personally witnessed Chu Xuan. Unbeknownst to him, he had become an admirer of Chu Xuan.


    This enigmatic cultivator always appeared just in the nick of time!


    The python also fixed its gaze on Chu Xuan. Its four snake eyes brimmed with a mix of bloodthirst, brutality, fear, and rage. It could instantly tell that Chu Xuan was no ordinary being. Since its awakening and transformation into a supernatural being, it had never seen a human capable of flying. This man was the first!


    Moreover, the Yin Evil Qi it had emitted was effortlessly neutralized by this human, and all it took was a single sentence!


    The python''s wariness of Chu Xuan surpassed all enemies it had ever encountered.


    Chu Xuan looked at the two-headed python with an indifferent expression. He had not expected that the python could exhale Yin Evil Qi. It must have accidentally absorbed the Yin Evil during an encounter with the array. Its body must possess some peculiar quality; otherwise, it would have perished within the array long ago, let alone be able to store and use the Yin Evil Qi as a trump card against its foes.


    "Hiss!"


    The python, feeling Chu Xuan''s gaze, became agitated and let out a long, furious hiss. Its scales bristled as both snake heads lunged fiercely at Chu Xuan.


    "Hu, Bao, it''s up to you now," Chu Xuan casually remarked, his left hand holding out the Tower.


    "Roar!"


    A hulking figure nearly three meters tall appeared as if from nowhere. The figure''s fist smashed toward the attacking snake heads. Although this figure was colossal and far beyond ordinary humans, it still appeared lamb-like compared to the massive body of the two-headed python.


    Everyone watching had the same thought: To punch such a gargantuan beast, wasn''t that courting death? It seemed as futile as a mantis trying to stop a chariot, or a mayfly shaking a tree!


    As all eyes converged on the scene, a loud ''bang'' resonated.


    The fearsome snake''s head was instantly burst by the fist. Eyeballs, teeth, scales, blood, bones... scattered everywhere, almost like bullets, penetrating everything in their path. Some unlucky onlookers who were too close were impaled by the debris.


    Those struck by this bloody misfortune had their throats, hearts, and arteries pierced, dying instantly on the spot.


    Everyone''s eyes widened in shock, including Xiong Xing and Li Tiemu.


    They could hardly believe that the seemingly invincible two-headed python had one of its heads blown apart by a single punch! This was not something they, or even other superhumans like Ye Nantian, could achieve.

 Chapter 61: Soul Snatching! The Immortals Methods!

    "That was merely a zombie controlled by the immortal. If the immortal himself had taken action, the two-headed python would have perished," Tang Jinchuan remarked.


    Those like Wang Gangjian, who had harbored doubts about the immortal''s power, now nodded in agreement.


    "Roar!"


    The two-headed pytho''s one head was obliterated, it let out a pained wail from its remaining head. As it regained its composure, the remaining pair of snake eyes glared at Chu Xuan, filled with brutality and murderous intent. Just as it was about to open its mouth for another attack, a swift and compact figure suddenly appeared.


    This figure forcefully drove a nail wrapped in a terrifying aura, deep into the massive body of the two-headed python.


    The Yin Fire Spike!


    Boom!


    A blast of Yin Fire exploded, severing the python at the waist. Chunks of its flesh were flung in all directions, shocking everyone present with this unexpected turn of events.


    Where did that figure come from?!


    "Just now the immortal mentioned Hu and Bao; it appears that two zombies were deployed simultaneously," someone observed.


    "No wonder! The first one appeared muscular and robust, clearly a warrior type, while the second was agile and compact, evidently an assassin! This is the power of an immortal!"


    The crowd buzzed with comments, filled with shock. The python, which they had all struggled with, was now nearly destroyed by just two of the immortal''s undead minions. The disparity was immense.


    Swoosh, swoosh!


    Hu and Bao swiftly reappeared by Chu Xuan''s side. Hu looked triumphant, proud to have completed another task for his master, while Bao was contentedly chewing on a piece of snake meat.


    Chu Xuan looked down at the two-headed python. Now missing one head and half its body, it was profusely bleeding from its wounds yet still alive. Its vitality was greater than Chu Xuan had anticipated.


    Although the psionic energy was a little weaker than Spiritual Qi, its vitality enhancement was almost comparable.


    "Hiss, hiss!"


    In the two remaining eyes of the python, there was deep resentment toward Chu Xuan. It knew it had no chance of survival; it was merely in its death throes.


    Enraged, it decided to take this unexpected human adversary down with it. In the next moment, the python opened its mouth wide and expelled a vast amount of Yin Evil Qi, intent on releasing all Qi within its body to kill this uninvited guest.


    Chu Xuan saw the vast cloud of Yin Evil Qi and smiled peculiarly.


    "Are you offering this to me?"


    For Chu Xuan, who practiced the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, Yin Evil Qi was akin to a tonic. Previously, he had sat in meditation within the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array to practice and had swiftly advanced to the second level of Foundation Establishment.


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    The Yin Evil Qi exhaled by the two-headed python, although not particularly impressive, was still absorbable and useful for cultivation.


    Chu Xuan began to run the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, letting the Yin Evil Qi envelop him.


    The python''s eyes filled with satisfaction and amusement. How absurd! It found it utterly ridiculous that this human didn''t understand the terror of the Yin Evil Qi and allowed it to envelop him.


    Onlookers watched anxiously. "What''s happening? Why is the immortal covered in that evil mist?" one asked.


    "Just now, the immortal didn''t move at all, as if he wasn''t afraid," another observed.


    "Hey, maybe that guy is just frozen with fear? There''s no such thing as immortals, just a more powerful human," a skeptical voice chimed in.


    People murmured amongst themselves, each with their own theories.


    Song Dayi whispered worriedly, "Can the immortal really handle it? That level of evil energy..."


    Wang Gangjian, lacking confidence, hesitated, "That whole area is filled with evil energy, yet the immortal stood by its side. He must have something up his sleeve."


    He had never seen Chu Xuan enter the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array himself; he only knew that Chu Xuan had once stood outside the array, warning him not to come close. Thus, he could only speculate based on past experiences.


    Tang Jinchuan''s gaze was resolute. "I believe in him. He must have a way!"


    Xiong Xing and Li Tiemu, initially hopeful, felt a chill run through them as they saw Chu Xuan instantly engulfed by the Yin Evil Qi.


    "Damn! Why didn''t he dodge? He seemed so capable!" Li Tiemu almost wanted to rush in and drag Chu Xuan out, yelling at him to evade.


    Xiong Xing sighed, "Don''t panic, let''s wait and see. Maybe he has a trick up his sleeve."


    Buzz!


    The next moment, the Yin Evil Qi enveloping Chu Xuan suddenly converged and vanished without a trace.


    Chu Xuan opened his eyes, seemingly unsatisfied, and looked towards the python with a smile, "Any more?"


    The python which had just felt a sense of release suddenly looked astonished. What just happened? Its usually infallible Yin Evil Qi was gone? It appeared as if this detestable human had absorbed it?!


    Wang Gangjian and the others wore similar expressions of disbelief. Facing such evil energy, even superhumans would perish upon contact, yet this supposed immortal seemed almost disappointed it was over.


    What was going on?


    Tang Jinchuan wore a knowing smile, "I knew it..."


    Li Tiemu, who a second before had been furiously questioning why Chu Xuan hadn''t dodged, now stood frozen, his angry expression solidifying on his face.


    "I... I..."


    Xiong Xing laughed heartily, "See! I told you he had a trick up his sleeve! He really isn''t afraid of the evil energy!"


    "You are quite remarkable, worthy of being the main soul of my formation," Chu Xuan calmly nodded, acknowledging the python''s strength.


    The python roared in anger. Though it didn''t understand what a ''main soul for a formation'' meant, it knew it was being underestimated. Throughout their encounter, Chu Xuan had never regarded it as an equal opponent.


    Despairingly, the python let out a mournful howl and, dragging its half-severed body, launched one final attack on Chu Xuan. Its gaping maw seemed intent on swallowing Chu Xuan and the surrounding space itself.


    "Your journey ends here," said Chu Xuan, unmoving, simply waving his hand casually.


    A crimson chain suddenly whipped out, and with a snap, the python''s head was severed cleanly. The giant snake''s eyes still held anger and resentment, unaware it had already perished.


    With a simple gesture, Chu Xuan performed a spell and yanked forth. The white soul of the python was forcibly extracted.


    "Is that... a soul?!" People watched in utter shock.


    Soul extraction! This was truly something only an immortal could accomplish!


    Wang Gangjian and his group looked upon Chu Xuan with a mix of reverence and fear.


    Xiong Xing, Li Tiemu, and the soldiers of the Linjiang Army also shed their pride completely, filled only with deep awe for Chu Xuan.


    Flight! Soul snatching! What else could these be if not the methods of the immortals?


    In Xiong Xing''s heart, regret now swelled boundlessly. If only he had sought out this mysterious immortal three times, inviting him to join their fight against the python at the Haotai Hotel, the outcome might not have been so tragic. Key members like Lin Qiao of the Linjiang Army might not have died. All this was due to his arrogance, and his pride, leading to the worst possible outcome. He was filled with deep remorse.

 Chapter 62: Strategic Recruitment?

    "It''s not your fault, brother Xiong. Nobody expected he was an immortal," Li Tiemu said, trying to console Xiong Xing.


    "Before coming here, I even told Qiao''er that there are no such things as immortals. If there were, they would have saved this planet before the apocalypse even began," he added.


    Xiong Xing sighed deeply, nodding slightly.


    After extracting the soul of the two-headed python, Chu Xuan also took its body away. Having completed these actions, he stepped onto his Heavenly Star Flying Sword and vanished without a trace, leaving behind a crowd filled with gratitude.


    Chu Xuan''s intervention wasn''t to save anyone; it was merely to slay the python to obtain a main soul for his formation. The people''s grateful tears meant little to him.


    Li Tiemu spoke quietly, "Brother Xiong, the third-level Psionic crystal is gone. How are we going to explain this when we get back?"


    Xiong Xing replied gravely, "It''s gone, and that''s that. As long as it didn''t end up with the Ship Gang, it''s fine." After a pause, he added, "Send word of today''s events back to headquarters."


    "Okay," Li Tiemu nodded.


    ...


    Haotai Hotel, rooftop.


    The wind howled as Chu Xuan landed smoothly. He released Long, Hu, and Bao from the tower and casually tossed out the massive body of the two-headed python.


    Long, curious, crouched down to examine the python''s body. Hu, as always, stayed close to Chu Xuan, not moving away. Bao, in a blink of an eye, had a piece of the snake''s tail in his mouth, crunching away happily.


    Hu glanced at him and gave him a shove.


    "Ho ho ho! Roar!" Hu seemed to scold Bao for disturbing their master.


    Bao whimpered pitifully and was forced to spit out the snake''s tail.


    Chu Xuan watched their antics with amusement. "You two did well this time, here''s the reward."


    With a flick of his fingers, he sent two dusky Earth Evil Pills flying towards them. Hu and Bao''s eyes lit up as they caught and immediately swallowed them. They didn''t know what these were, but instinctively craved them. So without a second thought, they ate them.


    Hu and Bao had already reached the eighth level of corpse soldiers. One more step, and they could attempt to become corpse generals. Feeding them Earth Evil Pills now could speed up this process.


    Chu Xuan still had plenty of Earth Evil Pills left, enough to advance all three of his corpse puppets to the rank of corpse generals.


    Long also caught the scent of the Earth Evil Pills and his eyes turned green with envy.


    "As for the body of the python, just let ordinary corpse puppet eat it," Chu Xuan thought, waving his hand and releasing a dozen more corpse puppets from the tower.


    These corpse puppets might not be as formidable as Long, Hu, or Bao, but they were still significantly stronger than ordinary zombies. A little cultivation would do them good. Perhaps they would be needed as cannon fodder in the future.


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    At their master''s command, the corpse puppets surged forward.


    Dinner time!


    "Go fetch me some formidable zombies," Chu Xuan commanded.


    "Roar!"


    Long, Hu, and Bao eagerly dashed out, showing impressive zeal in their task. In no time, they returned with twenty robust zombies, throwing them down before Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan glanced over them and recognized that these were no ordinary zombies; each one was at least a first-level zombie, already evolving Psionic crystals within.


    "Well done, here''s your reward," Chu Xuan said as he flicked an Earth Evil Pill towards Long, who caught it with his mouth and scurried away to digest it.


    Bao, with a cunning gleam in his eyes, approached the zombies and started gouging bloody holes in their bodies. He then lay down before Chu Xuan, seemingly bragging about his efficiency.


    Chu Xuan looked at the mutilated zombies with a facepalm. "Using living beings as cauldrons requires precision in making blood holes at the convergence of blood vessels, not just random gashing."


    "Take him out and discipline him," Chu Xuan ordered calmly.


    "Roar!" Hu nodded vigorously, cracking his wrists before grabbing Bao by the leg and tossing him off the rooftop. A series of crashing sounds soon followed from below.


    "These zombies are now useless," Chu Xuan stated as he applied his blood extraction technique, drawing all their blood into a large orb.


    He then methodically created precise blood holes in the remaining first-level zombies, implanting various seeds.


    As Chu Xuan''s cultivation advanced, the need to enhance his corpse puppets and gu insects grew. More zombies would be needed as cauldrons in the future.


    "I need to create a zombie farm, treating the zombies like soil, so I don''t have to keep hunting for them each time," Chu Xuan mused aloud, smacking his lips. "I wish there were a zombie spawner cage. Imagine having a spawning ground right here."


    Alas, this was reality, not a game.


    "Go play," he waved Long and the others off to amuse themselves. Chu Xuan then mounted his flying sword and entered the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array.


    The Yin Evil Qi rampaged unchecked within the array, a vision of hellish evil in the eyes of righteous cultivators, a place that ought not to exist and should be destroyed. However, to demonic cultivators like Chu Xuan, it was a vibrant scene of thriving life and flourishing potential.


    Chu Xuan took a deep breath, feeling refreshed and nearly ethereal.


    With a gesture, the Evil Soul Chain appeared in his hand, and Huikong''s evil soul emerged, feeling as though it had arrived in paradise. Surrounded by dense Yin Evil Qi, it excitedly absorbed within sight.


    Chu Xuan casually released the python''s soul as well. As he had anticipated, there was indeed something peculiar about the soul of the python.


    Ordinary souls could not withstand the scouring of the Yin Evil Qi. They would dim and dissipate after a few exposures.


    However, the soul of the python had endured seven or eight washes of the Yin Evil Qi. It had merely faded slightly. Upon closer inspection, his soul had even assimilated some of the Yin Evil Qi! No wonder this creature could store Yin Evil energy within itself.


    "It seems I have stumbled upon a treasure."


    Chu Xuan''s face broke into a smile. All he needed to do was to leave the python''s soul here, to be refined over the years, and it would eventually transform into a powerful malevolent soul. In time, it would more than suffice as the main soul for his array.


    "Now, it is my turn to begin cultivation."


    Chu Xuan seated himself at the center of the array, resting in meditation, breathing deeply as he practiced his skills.


    In cultivation, time does not exist.


    Chu Xuan sat in silent contemplation. Whatever happened in the outside world was of no concern to him.


    ...


    General Ye Nantian set down the satellite phone, his mind reeling from the report he had just received from Xiong Xing. The details lingered in his thoughts:


    "¡­General, Lin Qiao has fallen, devoured by the two-headed python¡­"


    "¡­General, we were no match for the python, but that mysterious immortal appeared and killed it single-handedly. He even extracted its soul¡­"


    "¡­The immortal took the python''s body, and we couldn''t retrieve the Psionic crystal¡­"


    Staring towards the south, Ye Nantian felt a profound disturbance that he couldn''t settle. "The two-headed python... I might have been able to defeat it after my promotion to a fourth-level superhuman, but killing it so effortlessly and cleanly would have been impossible. That cultivator must possess the strength of at least a fifth-level superhuman! Such formidable power could influence the balance of power in the region with a mere gesture. We must bring him into the Linjiang Army''s fold. At the very least, I cannot allow the Ship Gang to recruit him."

 Chapter 63: Hanhai Province, Ship Gang

    In Hanhai Province, a vast inland lake known as Hanhai Lake sprawls extensively, ranking as one of the largest inland lakes of the Han Country. To its east lies the vast East Sea. The province boasts highly developed water transportation, with a long history of large fleets ranging from small boats to massive coast guard ships.


    After the zombie outbreak, those who made their living from fishing and living on boats mostly survived. These survivors gradually gathered under various superhumans, eventually forming several factions.


    The leaders of these factions came together to establish the Ship Gang, an alliance without a traditional leader. Instead, it is governed by a council of superhumans known as the Supernatural Council.


    The Ship Gang''s influence stretches across the entire Hanhai Province. Many members find it difficult to reach the Supernatural Council meetings held in Yuhai City due to the vastness of the province and the dispersed nature of their locations.


    Superhumans also maintain their individual territories, and some have rivalries or old grudges, making full attendance at council meetings rare. Often, small matters are resolved by two or three superhumans without convening a full meeting.


    The Supernatural Council is based in a large shipyard in Yuhai City, once the premier shipbuilding facility of the area that built six ironclad ships and received personal praise from the Emperor of Han Country.


    However, post-outbreak, the shipyard has been taken over by the Ship Gang and converted into their headquarters.


    At this moment, in the highest conference room of the shipyard, two superhumans are sorting through documents sent from various parts of the province. These documents invariably report on high-level zombies and supernatural creatures in Hanhai Province.


    The evolution rate of zombies and supernatural creatures rivals that of humans, with powerful zombies capable of rallying large numbers of their kind to dominate territories and occasionally raid human settlements.


    As the strongest force in Hanhai Province, the Ship Gang sees it as their duty to aid the weaker settlements and eliminate these high-level threats, thus securing their control.


    One of the superhumans is unusually short and appears youthful, almost like a small boy, but his face bears the marks of age not fitting a child. The other is a tall, curvaceous woman. She holds a wine bottle in her left hand and a document in her right, clearly bored with the routine.


    Taking a swig of her drink, she casually mentions, "¡­in Golden Mountain City, a high-level zombie has appeared with the ability to launch ice spikes. It has already destroyed three small settlements. It''s suspected to be a second-level zombie, commanding over a thousand regular zombies and about twenty first-level zombies."


    As the woman''s voice trailed off, the young boy immediately responded, "Ding Peng is closest to that location. Send a message to him to lead a team to clear out the zombie horde."


    The woman continued to list several affected areas within Hanhai Province. The boy was able to rapidly provide decisions for each situation in less than a second. It was as if he had an entire map of Hanhai Province in his mind, with all the superhumans and settlements under the Ship Gang''s rule appearing like stars in the sky, some bright, some dim.


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    A particular document caught the woman''s interest. Without even looking at it, the boy remarked, "Sister Yu, that''s the first time today you''ve shown interest."


    The woman chuckled behind her hand, "There''s news from within Linjiang Province. The two-headed python that broke through Ye Nantian''s encirclement has appeared in East Lake City."


    "Ye Nantian sent Xiong Xing, Lin Qiao, and Li Tiemu, three commanders, to East Lake City to besiege and kill the injured two-headed python," she said with a smile. "Liang, it''s the same two-headed python we once encountered."


    The boy nodded, "That python is cunning and has powerful Psionic abilities. It''s not easily killed. Xiong Xing, Lin Qiao, and Li Tiemu are all experienced second-level superhumans. I''ve calculated that with a maximum casualty limit of two dead and more than ten first-level superhumans, there''s only a 72% chance of stopping the python."


    The woman laughed, covering her mouth, "Xiao Liang, your calculations are off this time."


    The boy frowned, "Impossible, all variables were constant, the result should be definitive."


    The woman pushed the document towards him with a light laugh, "Take a look, there''s been an unexpected factor."


    The boy read the document in a flash, showing surprise for the first time. "Sword flying? Soul extraction? Immortal techniques?"


    He was incredulous. He thought he had a comprehensive understanding of Psionic powers, but this was beyond his expectations and had effortlessly changed the outcome.


    The boy stated seriously, "He didn''t even act, and the two zombies he controlled easily inflicted heavy damage on the python."


    "This so-called immortal has a 52% chance of being a fourth-level superhuman and a 22% chance of being a fifth-level," he continued. "Given his ability to control zombies, there''s a 55% probability his awakened talent is related to the brain."


    The woman''s eyes sparkled, "A fifth-level superhuman? Brain enhancement? That high of a rating?"


    The boy nodded seriously.


    The woman laughed softly, "Shall we go meet him then? We might find the memories we lost."


    The boy seriously added, "From his actions, he does not seem like someone easy to befriend. Are you sure you want to go?"


    She nodded, "Yes, even if he isn''t easy to get along with, if we bring gifts, he surely won''t refuse, right?"


    The boy stood up, "Alright, then let''s go."


    "Do we need to inform the ship''s captain?" the woman joked.


    The boy shook his head, "No need. When we stayed with the Ship Gang, we agreed to help for a year, and after that, we could leave whenever we wanted."


    The woman whispered, "Alright, let''s go... Oh, before we leave, I''ll grab a few more bottles of wine. The Ship Gang''s brew is too delicious."


    The boy, "I guessed as much."


    He pointed to the ground beneath their feet, "The wine storage is on the second sublevel, east side. There are two guards, but this is their nap time."


    The woman chuckled lightly, playfully flicking his nose, "Rescuing you from that hospital was indeed the right decision."


    The boy instinctively stepped back.


    The woman''s laughter lightened as she grabbed the boy''s hand and strode confidently out of the shipyard. They seemed to be enveloped in a veil of invisibility, undetected by the busy crowd around them as they made their escape.


    It was over an hour later when someone bringing new dispatch documents knocked and entered the room, only to find that the pair had long since departed.


    Soon after, the news of their departure reached the Ship Gang''s leader. Known as the Old Captain to most, his real name had long been forgotten. Commonly referred to as the head of the East Sea fishermen, he was nearing seventy yet still ventured out to fish every so often.


    Before the zombie outbreak, he was already highly respected. When the outbreak hit, he happened to be at sea, avoiding the most dangerous early days. His awakening talents naturally positioned him as the leader of the fishermen, and he was eventually elected as the head of the Supernatural Council.


    The Old Captain, with his temples graying and face marked by age, still maintained a vigorous and robust demeanor. Each deep wrinkle on his face seemed to carry the briny scent of the sea breeze, a testament to his years weathering the ocean''s moods.

 Chapter 64: Fourth Level Foundation Establishment! Descendants of the Zombie Empress!

    Old Captain tapped lightly on the table, reflecting on the departure of Ji Shengyu and He Shengliang, who had spent over a year with the Ship Gang without any indication of permanence.


    "Now they''ve suddenly left?" he mused. "And they even took half a crate of wine with them..."


    Recalling past conversations, he remembered, "When they first joined the Ship Gang, they mentioned they were looking for their lost memories, hoping to get help from a superhuman with enhanced cognitive abilities. It seems they believe that the so-called immortal in Linjiang Province is their target?"


    Old Captain sighed deeply. He had rescued the pair when they were barely alive after an attack by the zombie king. The young boy''s awakened talent had greatly enhanced his brain, enabling him to process information at an incredible pace. With most of the Ship Gang being muscular and primarily focused on combat, He Shengliang''s intellectual abilities had been a valuable asset.


    Initially, Old Captain had set almost no conditions for their stay, merely hoping they would choose to remain. The duo had then agreed to stay for a year as a way to repay his kindness, with the option to leave or stay afterward. He hadn''t really expected them to leave.


    Shaking his head in resignation, Old Captain knew he couldn''t have kept them if they were determined to leave. "Let them go," he resolved.


    As for the cultivator appearing in East Lake City, Old Captain pondered, "Should the Ship Gang seek an alliance with him? Or should I just mention it at the Council to ensure they don''t provoke this cultivator?"


    He sighed lightly, knowing that while the Ship Gang appeared strong, it was actually quite fragmented. His role as leader gave his words weight, but whether they were heeded was another matter.


    His thoughts then turned to a more pressing issue¡ªthe increasingly terrifying Zombie Empress in the north of Hanhai Province.


    "Can''t let her continue to produce offspring and expand her reign unchecked."


    ...


    Two years swiftly passed. During this time, Chu Xuan remained seated motionless within the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array. The soul of the two-headed python had repeatedly shown hostility towards him, only to be fiercely beaten each time by Huikong.


    Chu Xuan had instructed Huikong''s soul before entering his meditative state: if the python''s soul attempted any attack on him, Chu Xuan would punish Huikong, regardless of whether Huikong saw the attack coming or not.


    To avoid punishment, Huikong didn''t even allow the two-headed python''s soul to come close to Chu Xuan. Any attempts to approach were met with immediate and severe retaliation.


    After several beatings, the python''s soul became much more subdued, daring only to absorb the surrounding Yin Evil Qi quietly and keep its distance.


    At this moment, the energy within Chu Xuan surged stronger than ever, hinting that he was on the verge of breaking through another boundary in his cultivation.


    A year ago, under the potent influence of the surging Yin Evil Qi, Chu Xuan had naturally progressed to the third level of Foundation Establishment. Now, he was on the cusp of breaking through to the fourth level. Advancing to this stage would place him among the mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.


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    With his array of skills and secrets, Chu Xuan was confident in facing opponents even at the fifth or sixth levels of Foundation Establishment without fear. If he chose to use the Merit Bell, disregarding the risk of exposing his trump card, he could stand against a seventh-level Foundation Establishment cultivator with ease.


    The Spiritual Qi inside Chu Xuan roared like a wild dragon, repeatedly slamming against the invisible bottleneck. Again and again, he challenged the barrier until, finally, it shattered.


    In that instant, it was as if a dragon had soared from the depths, and his vast aura surged outward in all directions. The ghosts and demons spawned within the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array were obliterated by his explosive energy. Their remnants returned to the array, serving as nourishment for new spectral entities.


    At this moment, Chu Xuan''s eyes snapped open, a flash of sharp light flickering within.


    The fourth level of the Foundation Establishment!


    A satisfied smile spread across his face.


    Chu Xuan sat in the array, constantly immersed in a dense concentration of pure Yin Evil Qi. His cultivation progressed as swiftly as if he were consuming elixirs daily.


    Chu Xuan made a casual gesture, and Huikong returned to the Evil Soul Chain. He then stepped and exited the range of the array in the blink of an eye. He soared through the sky on his flying sword, seeking a location teeming with zombies to test his newly acquired spells.


    Meanwhile, in Two Dragons City.


    The woman and the young boy stood on the rooftop of a tall building, gazing at another peculiar building next door, which bizarrely featured veins and arteries like some sort of flesh construct.


    Ji Shengyu expressed some emotion, "It took us two full years to get here, encountering numerous unexpected challenges along the way, even being chased by fifth-level zombies and supernatural beings. But at last, we''ve reached Shuanglong City. Just a bit further, and we''ll be in East Lake City, where that cultivator resides. We need to hurry and bring a gift for our meeting with him."


    Their journey had been arduous, marked by both danger and the bizarre, but their goal was now within reach. With a sense of urgency and a plan to make a favorable impression, they prepared to navigate the final leg of their quest to meet the mysterious cultivator.


    He Shengliang''s calm assessment laid out the formidable challenge ahead. "Inside, there''s a fourth-level zombie, nine third-level zombies, and a multitude of lower-level zombies. The fourth-level zombie is a descendant of the Zombie Empress from the north of Hanhai Province. Its abilities are quite unique. According to my calculations, you have a 72% probability of killing it, a 25% chance of a draw, and a 3% chance of dying at its hands. Are you sure you want to use it as a gift?"


    Ji Shengyu chuckled behind her hand, "Of course, only a fourth-level Psionic crystal is worthy of being presented as a gift. Lower-level crystals won''t catch his eye."


    He Shengliang nodded, "Then you go ahead. I''ll handle the lower-level zombies around here. The reproductive ability of that fourth-level zombie is strong; I estimate it only needs one day to spawn a hundred zombies, including quite a few first-level ones."


    Ji Shengyu nodded with a smile and was about to move forward when he suddenly felt something and looked up sharply. Both of them immediately saw a figure flying through the air, seemingly divine! Their expressions changed slightly, and they quickly hid in the shadows of a nearby building.


    He Shengliang whispered, "Is that the immortal?"


    Ji Shengyu nodded, "What is he doing here?"


    At that moment, Chu Xuan hovered in front of a high-rise building. He had intended to continue onward but was stopped by the building''s bizarre exterior.


    The building was unique, its surface covered in veins and muscle fibers, starkly different from the surrounding skyscrapers. Chu Xuan briefly scanned and detected abundant life within¡ªit was swarming with zombies.


    These zombies were peculiar in appearance, smaller than the typical ones Chu Xuan had encountered, the tallest only half a person''s height. They were more agile and nimble, with limbs equipped with suction pads allowing them to move quickly across walls and even ceilings.


    What surprised Chu Xuan even more was that these zombies lacked mouths; they could not eat. They functioned like industrious ants, transporting various organic materials into the high-rise, then heading out again, tirelessly returning.

 Chapter 65: Truly a Disgrace!

    Chu Xuan''s spirit extended outwards, swiftly enveloping the entire skyscraper. In a matter of a minute or two, he discerned the peculiar nature of these zombies.


    These lesser zombies were all spawned by a single Zombie Matriarch, akin to a queen bee or ant. They simply required continuous nourishment from the lesser zombies to endlessly produce zombie eggs.


    After a period of incubation, these eggs would hatch into more of the lesser zombies. These zombies clearly defied conventional reasoning. After all, if one were to insist on scientific explanations, zombies would be viviparous rather than oviparous.


    "How intriguing. I wonder if such lesser zombies could serve as the soil for a zombie farm?" Chu Xuan''s interest grew as he watched. Stumbling upon this place by chance, he had not anticipated such an opportunity. As for the two survivors hidden within the skyscraper behind him, he had detected them almost immediately upon arrival. However, since they chose to remain hidden out of fear, he saw no reason to waste time exposing their refuge.


    "Long, Hu, Bao, root out the Zombie Matriarch for me."


    The three giant corpse puppets soared out and descended at the skyscraper''s entrance. They roared excitedly, storming into the group of zombies transporting food like tigers among sheep.


    He Shengliang and Ji Shengyu observed everything intently, their expressions solemn.


    "The bald zombie at the forefront, the burly one following closely, and the skinny one that appears intermittently might all be level four zombies," Ji Shengyu noted, "This cultivator is very powerful." He Shengliang remarked earnestly.


    Ji Shengyu teased, "You''re not even talking probabilities anymore, you''re nervous."


    He Shengliang fell silent.


    Ji Shengyu asked, "The Zombie Matriarch hasn''t shown up yet. If it recklessly continues to hatch zombie eggs, do you think these three zombies can hold off?" Combining the data in his mind, He Shengliang pondered rapidly. Wisps of steam even began to rise from his head, indicating the intense activity of his brain. After a moment, he earnestly said, "There''s a 35% chance these three zombies could kill the matriarch, though there''s a possibility of losses."


    As soon as the words left his mouth, Long and Hu like wild beasts charged into the skyscraper. Along the way, they left a trail of severed limbs and crushed bodies of lesser zombies. Bao, akin to an assassin, would each time appear and claim the life of a lesser zombie. Together, the three of them were unstoppable.


    Deep underground, a sudden and furious growl echoed.


    Clearly, the Zombie Matriarch, ceaselessly producing zombie eggs, had become aware that her progeny were being slaughtered en masse.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    Soft, yet sharp bursting sounds came from all directions.


    Chu Xuan''s eyebrows raised. He sensed that a multitude of new lives were emerging from the depths, rushing towards the surface. As expected, it seemed the zombie eggs were being hatched prematurely under the matriarch''s urging.


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    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    Intense explosions suddenly erupted. Chu Xuan fixed his gaze and saw, to his astonishment, several lesser zombies clutching onto Bao and detonating themselves!


    Organs, flesh, and bones scattered everywhere. These lesser zombies'' bodies had undergone some transformation, now filled with unstable energy that could explode with the slightest provocation.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    In the blink of an eye, lesser zombies emerged from the deep, clutching the three corpses known as Long and detonating immediately, completely disregarding their own safety. Even Long was left dazed by the continuous blasts. Particularly Bao, who was high in offense but low in defense, adept at slaying powerful foes but vulnerable to strong attacks.


    Chu Xuan, sharing a mental bond with Bao, instantly perceived that Bao had sustained injuries.


    Continuous howls of agony ensued. Hu, overhearing this, grew increasingly irritated and approached with a forceful shove.


    Truly a disgrace to us!


    Chu Xuan, however, found his interest piqued. Bao, now an eighth-level corpse soldier, was still susceptible to harm from the self-destructive lesser zombies. This indicated that the zombies and supernatural creatures of this planet indeed possessed their unique traits.


    At that moment, another high-pitched scream growing louder approached, and emanated from below.


    The Zombie Matriarch had awakened more zombie eggs, and more self-detonating lesser zombies were surging toward the surface.


    From the sounds of it, even the Zombie Matriarch was moving towards the surface, evidently dissatisfied with the slow progress of the assault and intending to swiftly end the battle.


    He Shengliang stated earnestly, "The Zombie Matriarch is coming. If these three zombies don''t retreat, the one skilled in assassination has a 70% chance of being severely injured."


    Ji Shengyu arched an eyebrow, "Do you think the cultivator will join the fight?"


    He Shengliang nodded, "He definitely will. I have limited knowledge of him, but I estimate that killing the matriarch will cost him a great deal of effort."


    Ji Shengyu chuckled, "Then if we intervene, we might earn his favor."


    He Shengliang nodded in agreement.


    They guessed correctly. Chu Xuan indeed planned to take action.


    "It''s been a while since I''ve taken action personally; this will be a good test of my new spells," he said with a slight smile.


    After advancing to the fourth level of the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, Chu Xuan mastered two new spells.


    The first, acquired at the third level, was the Blood Evil Shadow. The second, learned at the fourth level, was the Corpse Refining Blood Fire.


    Blood Evil Shadow, a mid-tier spell of the Foundation Establishment stage, utilizes a combination of blood essence and Yin Evil Qi to condense three pitch-black shadows. These shadows can usually hide within one''s own shadow, undetectable. When attacked, they automatically appear to block the assault, requiring no conscious activation¡ªa vital means of self-protection that Chu Xuan had long desired to master.


    However, these zombies did not warrant the use of Blood Evil Shadow. Chu Xuan intended to use Corpse Refining Blood Fire, another mid-tier spell of the Foundation Establishment stage.


    This spell necessitates the melting down of the corpses of living beings to manifest. If integrated into an offensive spell, the power of that spell greatly increases. When added to a defensive spell, it endows the spell with a counteractive burning capability, deterring opponents from attacking.


    To Chu Xuan, this spell was exceptionally effective. The cost-effectiveness of these two spells even surpassed those learned from advancing to the fifth and sixth levels of the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture.


    This was precisely why Chu Xuan having just broken through planned to find a place to refine his spells. With a casual toss, he enveloped the surrounding area of the skyscraper with thirty-six array flags.


    This formation was known as the Sealing Array, a low-transformation formation of the Foundation Establishment stage. While it sounded formidable, it primarily served to prevent the beings within the array from leaving. There were many more powerful arrays than the Sealing Array.


    Chu Xuan used this array merely to slightly restrict the zombies inside from leaving at will. With his current level of Spiritual Qi and spirit, he no longer needed to search for array nodes or manually place the flags. A simple toss under the guidance of his spiritual sense sufficed to position the flags and establish the array naturally.

 Chapter 66: This Man, Too Terrifying

    "Corpse Refining Blood Fire!" Chu Xuan bellowed as Spiritual Qi surged from within him, engulfing the entire skyscraper from top to bottom. Even with his current reserves of Spiritual Qi, fully enveloping this hundred-meter-tall building was somewhat strenuous.


    Chu Xuan immediately took out several bottles of Qi Revival Water and drank them to replenish his overly-depleted Spiritual Qi. Thus, the entire skyscraper and its zombies were enveloped by his Spiritual Qi.


    The Zombie Matriarch sensed the change in the environment and began to howl uneasily. Following its directives, a portion of the lesser zombies split off and charged in three different directions.


    However, it was as if they had run into a wall of air. No matter how they charged, they could not leave a ten-meter radius around the building.


    The matriarch, both shocked and enraged, bellowed out. It fixated its gaze on Chu Xuan, who was suspended in midair. Its brain, no larger than a walnut, concluded that this human must be responsible for everything! If it could kill him, all problems would be solved.


    However, no sooner had the matriarch issued a piercing scream, directing over three hundred lesser zombies toward the rooftop of the high-rise than the surrounding air seemed to ignite instantly.


    Boom!


    Flames instantly enveloped the entire building, shooting straight into the sky. The intense heat forced He Shengliang and Ji Shengyu to retreat repeatedly.


    "What''s going on?! Fire?" Ji Shengyu exclaimed in surprise.


    "He actually possesses elemental talents? Shouldn''t he be an enhancement talent?" He Shengliang said gravely.


    "Could it be dual talents?" superhumans with dual talents were rare. He Shengliang had heard that such individuals existed in the capital Han Jing of the Han Country, but he had never seen one with his own eyes.


    Squeals of agony came from within the flames, where the lesser zombies'' flesh sizzled like hot oil, fueling the fire even further. Their bones were reduced to ash. In the span of five to six minutes, every zombie within the building from the top floor to the basement was incinerated by the dreadful Fire.


    The accumulation of corpses only made the fire burn more fiercely. This was the terrifying aspect of Corpse Refining Blood Fire. If deployed on a large-scale battlefield, it could burn continuously for months or even years, until all corpses were completely consumed.


    Long, Hu, and Bao retreated far away, fearing even a touch of the Corpse Fire. Bao, in particular, ran especially fast. Long and Hu, seeing its disgraceful behavior, could hardly contain their irritation.


    "It''s all your fault, weakling! Just a few blasts from these native zombies and you''re already overwhelmed," they thought disdainfully. "Forcing our master to take matters into his own hands. You really deserve a beating!"


    Long and Hu exchanged a look, an unspoken agreement between them as they both swung their arms in a coordinated motion. A slap each, and Bao''s head nearly made a full 360-degree turn.


    "Roar..."


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    Inside the high-rise, the weakened roar of the Zombie Matriarch could be heard. All the lesser zombies and zombie eggs it had produced had become fuel for the terrifying Corpse Refining Blood Fire.


    Only the matriarch, due to its higher level and more tenacious vitality, had barely managed to cling to life, though 70% of its body had turned to char, clearly nearing death.


    Suddenly, the Corpse Refining Blood Fire rapidly rolled back and ultimately extinguished completely. Footsteps sounded.


    The Zombie Matriarch lifted its head and saw the man in black approaching. He walked among the remnants of zombies like the Grim Reaper himself, having retracted the dreadful Blood Fire.


    The look in the matriarch''s eyes was no longer angry but filled with endless fear.


    "Take it back, keep it," Chu Xuan casually ordered.


    Hu, always eager, was the first to rush forward and hoisted the matriarch on his shoulder.


    Chu Xuan nonchalantly threw two large blood pearls into the matriarch''s mouth. The charred parts of its body began to regenerate at a visibly rapid rate¡ªslowly, but resolutely.


    The matriarch was stunned. Such pure flesh and blood energy?!


    "Let''s go," Chu Xuan said with a casual wave of his hand. Then, he and Long, Hu, and Bao rode the flying sword, disappearing without a trace.


    After Chu Xuan had left, He Shengliang and Ji Shengyu emerged from their hiding place and approached the now-darkened skyscraper.


    "The walls are cracked, the flames must have been extremely hot," Ji Shengyu whispered. He Shengliang reached out to touch the wall, immediately feeling the heat that had not yet fully dissipated.


    Normal people would have withdrawn their hands instantly, but he did not. Instead, he endured the burning sensation and kept his hand against the wall. After a moment, he whispered, "The temperature exceeded 2000 degrees, enough to melt steel."


    "This man," he concluded, "is too terrifying."


    Ji Shengyu nodded, "He''s strong enough; he doesn''t need our help, nor can we curry any favors with him."


    He Shengliang responded calmly, "The gift is gone too; he took it himself."


    Ji Shengyu shrugged helplessly, "Then we''ll find another gift. The zombie queen has many offspring; one less won''t matter."


    After furrowing his brows for a moment, He Shengliang finally said, "The information from the Ship Gang indicates there''s a Zombie Matriarch in Fengyang City in the northern part of Hanhai Province. Let''s head there."


    "Alright, I hope it stays quietly in Fengyang City. Let''s hope it doesn''t get stronger, run away, or, well, die," Ji Shengyu pondered, adding, "And also, let''s hope it isn''t dead already."


    He Shengliang stated evenly, "The probability of the matriarch advancing is 5%, the chance of it relocating its nest is 53%, the probability of death due to territorial conflicts is 49%, and due to superhuman intervention is 22%."


    Ji Shengyu tilted his head, looking at him, "I was just making conversation. Why do you always bring up data?"


    He Shengliang replied, "Data is truth. Let''s not waste any more time."


    Ji Shengyu coughed lightly, "I heard that Fengyang City is famous for its white spirits..."


    He Shengliang said calmly, "I''ve already planned the route. There''s a white spirit production base on the outskirts of the south city of Fengyang. We will pass by it."


    Ji Shengyu''s mood instantly brightened, "Great! For the sake of white spirits, let''s go!"


    ...


    Haotai Hotel.


    After landing, Chu Xuan went straight to the small farm in the backyard. The spiritual plants there had been growing in an orderly manner, and many were ripe.


    Chu Xuan harvested them; these plants could be used to concoct Qi Revival Water, Rejuvenation Pills, and various other medicinal pills. These pills were consumed quickly and were indispensable.


    Next, Chu Xuan planned out a larger area. This area included surrounding residential buildings and shops. As for the demolition work, that was left to Long, Hu, and the others.


    The ten corpse puppets, idle and looking for something to do, were perfect for handling the forceful evictions. The thudding sounds even reached the ears of the staff at Black Blade Security Company, leaving them trembling daily.


    In just one day, the area Chu Xuan had designated as the Zombie Farm was flattened. All kinds of bricks and building debris were also removed from the farm. As for the small stones and rubble, Chu Xuan used a technique to turn them into mud.


    After these tasks, Chu Xuan dug a large pit in the center of the farm and tossed the bewildered matriarch into it. He then arranged an array around the matriarch to ensure it could not escape.

 Chapter 67: Blood Evil Shadows Completed! The Three Corpse Generals!

    Chu Xuan surveyed the Zombie Matriarch from his elevated position and stated coolly, "Your duty is to produce castrated versions of minor zombies. These diminutive creatures neither feed nor move; they are devoid of thought. They shall serve as the soil of this farm, understand?"


    The Zombie Matriarch nodded vigorously. Having endured the prior battle, it had completely abandoned any thoughts of resistance. Survival was its only concern now, and it was willing to do whatever was necessary.


    Soon, sufficiently nourished, the Zombie Matriarch began to lay eggs at full capacity. One by one, the zombie eggs were carefully placed into pits by the corpse puppets. After four to five days, the eggs would hatch.


    The flesh of the lesser zombies would then become a nurturing ground for spiritual plants. Thus, plants like Earth Evil Fruit and Blood Fang Fruit could be mass-produced. The strength of the corpse puppets under Chu Xuan''s command would also rapidly advance. Moreover, each time a young zombie was drained of energy by the spiritual plants and died, he would gain a measure of merit.


    Chu Xuan stood on the rooftop, looking over the thriving zombie farm, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.


    "This is what should be done!"


    Soon, he entered the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array and sat down to commence the refinement of the Blood Evil Shadows.


    The key to crafting the Blood Evil Shadows was a painstaking effort. It required both blood essence and Yin Evil Qi.


    Chu Xuan estimated that it might take another year to fully refine three Blood Evil Shadows. Fortunately, he was located on this planet, where time flowed at only one-tenth the rate of Mystic Azure Realm. Although two years had passed here, only just over two months had elapsed in the Mystic Azure Realm.


    For a cultivator, a little over two months of cultivation was but the blink of an eye. What did a bit more time matter?


    Time passed day by day.


    Chu Xuan''s daily tasks were simple. By day, he refined the Earth Evil Pills and other such medicines; by night, he worked on the Blood Evil Shadows.


    One year later, Chu Xuan was still seated within the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array. His shadow stretched long and seemed to contain some bizarre, sinister spirit.


    "The third Blood Evil Shadow is also refined. With this, I now have thrice the means to withstand lethal attacks. Often, I can rely on the Blood Evil Shadows to trade injury for injury, life for life."


    Chu Xuan revealed a satisfied smile.


    At that moment, three roars echoed from not far away. It was Long, Hu, and Bao. Feeling the end of Chu Xuan''s cultivation, they immediately rushed over from various locations.


    Before long, the trio stood before Chu Xuan. Each of the three distinct corpse puppets now exuded an exceptionally formidable aura.


    Long, a bald brute was robust in stature. Skilled in both physical combat and spellcraft, he was equally formidable in either arena, a true dual adept of magic and close combat.


    Hu, a towering giant, was even larger than Long. A true behemoth like a tank.


    Bao, lean and gaunt, was enveloped in a faint black glow. He resembled a dagger walking through the night, ever ready to harvest the lives of his enemies.


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    However, the rat tail hanging from his mouth, not yet fully swallowed, somewhat dimmed the sharpness of this nocturnal blade, lending him a slightly foolish air.


    "No more junk food," Chu Xuan scolded.


    Bao hastily spat out the rat tail and shrank his neck to show he understood.


    Chu Xuan glanced over and noticed that all three corpses had successfully advanced to the level of Corpse Generals.


    Long was at the highest level, a second-tier Corpse General. Hu and Bao followed, both first-tier Corpse Generals.


    Before long, more corpse puppets gathered from all directions. These were the first batch of corpse puppets casually refined by Chu Xuan.


    Their levels varied, with the highest being the eighth-tier and the lowest at the fifth-tier.


    Chu Xuan held no particular expectations for their advancement, allowing them to roam freely.


    They only needed to be somewhat useful at critical moments.


    "Three Corpse Generals, almost equivalent to three Foundation Establishment stage cultivators. If I were still in the Mystic Azure Realm without the support of Earth Evil Pills, I couldn''t have so easily cultivated three Corpse Generals."


    Chu Xuan smiled satisfactorily. Every visit to this zombie planet made him stronger, amassing more aces up his sleeve.


    Upon his return to the Mystic Azure Realm, he would no longer be the minor Foundation Establishment cultivator he once was. This time, he had three Corpse Generals to assist, the Corpse Refining Blood Fire, and the Blood Evil Shadows.


    His life-bound magical tool, the Evil Soul Chain, had been fully transformed and manned by Huikong. He also possessed the Merit Bell, a top-grade defensive weapon!


    "However, the efficiency of this Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array is now rather low. The Yin Evil Qi it produces daily must support my cultivation and the consumption of the Evil Soul Chain, which is slightly insufficient."


    Chu Xuan surveyed his surroundings. He immediately noticed that the Yin Evil Qi within the array had significantly weakened. If he continued to cultivate here, in no more than three months, the array''s ambience would shift from an eerie ghostliness to birds chirping and flowers blooming. That would be unacceptable.


    Thus, Chu Xuan needed to expand and strengthen the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array. However, his current mastery of array techniques was insufficient to modify the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array by himself.


    The only option was to replace the array. Upon his return to the Mystic Azure Realm, his most crucial task would be to acquire a new array.


    Ideally, he would also purchase some array manuals to study and comprehend on his own. Secondly, the search for a second Gu insect was his next task. This pursuit offered two methods.


    The first was to directly seek a Gu insect of superior aptitude. However, given the vastness of the world, this method could take decades and likely would not yield results without considerable effort. Most likely, he would need to make a purchase.


    Already in possession of a second-transformation Gu insect like Gangsi, Chu Xuan could no longer be satisfied with inferior first-transformation Gu insects. He would need to buy at least a second-transformation Gu, along with the necessary methods for its feeding and reproduction. This would not be cheap.


    The second method involved finding a Gu that could mate with Gangsi and produce offspring. After consuming the strange blood, Gangsi had been enhanced to a second transformation, with significantly improved aptitude. If it could mate with another second-transformation or even a third-transformation Gu, the offspring could potentially be stronger. This method was somewhat cheaper than the first. However, it was akin to a blind box; one could never predict what kind of offspring would result.


    Chu Xuan planned to try both methods, not wishing to miss any opportunities.


    After ensuring all his affairs were in order, Chu Xuan, accompanied by Long and Bao, and having plucked the soul of the python from the Array, activated the Blood Mirror and vanished from sight.


    ...


    Inside the Water Curtain Cave, strange lights flowed and Chu Xuan materialized out of thin air. Upon appearing, he did not move but immediately calmed his mind to survey his surroundings. He detected no abnormalities. The array he had previously set up showed no signs of damage or activation, which eased his mind.


    Chu Xuan then took out the soul of the two-headed Python, integrating it into the array. Having been transformed into a malicious soul after such a long period and already thoroughly subdued by Huikong, the python was very obedient. The process of refining the main soul of the array went smoothly, taking just one day.


    A day later, the python roared to the heavens, officially becoming the main soul of the array. Henceforth, when Chu Xuan was not in the Water Curtain Cave, the python would guard the place. Bolstered by the local array and its inherent Yin Evil Qi, the python was capable of withstanding the onslaught of a sixth-layer Foundation Establishment cultivator.


    Having completed these tasks, Chu Xuan left with peace of mind. After so many days of secluded cultivation, it was indeed time to observe the changes in his surroundings.

 Chapter 68: Latest News

    Chu Xuan flew around and found that his three senior brothers, Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Wu Teng, were still in seclusion. Indeed, in the mountains, there are no calendars; in cultivation, there are no years. This was to be expected.


    After all, once one reached the Foundation Establishment stage, a lifespan of at least two hundred years was guaranteed. Even for those who practiced the demonic path and employed dark methods, reducing their lifespan, they still lived for at least a hundred and seventy to eighty years. Thus, spending three or four years in seclusion was normal.


    As for their master, Wan Wuying, he would typically seclude himself for at least ten years at a time. However, Chu Xuan noticed that Xu Ming, Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and Bai Feng, four Qi Refining stage disciples, were busy every day.


    As he soared through the sky on his Heavenly Star Flying Sword, he saw Chen Ge and Wei Hua escorting a group of mortal artisans. They seemed to be moving them to a plain within the territory of the Extreme Yin Cave.


    "This is a good opportunity to ask them about recent changes."


    With a flicker, Chu Xuan appeared above Chen Ge and the others. Sensing a powerful presence, Chen Ge and Wei Hua immediately tensed and prepared for confrontation. Upon realizing it was Chu Xuan, they relaxed.


    Chen Ge exclaimed with joy, "It''s Uncle Master Chu!"


    "Uncle Master Chu, you''ve only been in seclusion for a few months, how come you''re already out?"


    Chen Ge and Wei Hua were friends with Chu Xuan before. Now that Chu Xuan had advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, they respectfully addressed him as Uncle Master. Deep down, they still took pride in having been friends with him.


    Wei Hua, addressing the mortals, announced loudly, "This is our Extreme Yin Cave''s Foundation Establishment stage Taoist Master, Chu Xuan, Uncle Master Chu!"


    When Chu Xuan approached with his flying sword, the mortals had already looked up to him with admiration. Now, hearing Wei Hua''s introduction, their respect deepened.


    Foundation Establishment stage Immortal Master!


    To these mortals, who could not cultivate, he was like a deity!


    "I happen to be free; I''ll escort you to your destination," Chu Xuan said casually.


    Chen Ge and Wei Hua were touched, "Thank you, Uncle Master!"


    The mortals were also grateful. Wu Province was rife with rampant snakes, vermin, and other pests. At night, malevolent spirits and ghosts appeared. Even with Qi Refining stage Taoist Masters like Chen Ge and Wei Hua escorting them, casualties were inevitable. The mortality rate of the last group of mortals had even reached thirty percent.


    But now, with a Foundation Establishment Immortal Master appearing, their safety was much more assured.


    "Chen Ge, come here," Chu Xuan called, beckoning him over.


    Chen Ge approached Chu Xuan with his head bowed, fearing that he was about to be reprimanded for some shortcomings in his duties. Chu Xuan chuckled upon seeing his apprehension, "Relax, I''m not here to punish you. I just have some questions to ask."


    Chen Ge breathed a sigh of relief, "Please ask, Uncle Master."


    Chu Xuan gathered information about the recent months. As he suspected, there were no significant changes among the five orthodox sects. The escape of Wan Wuying from the Misty Manor and the death of the talented monk Huikong from the Golden Dragon Temple had dissipated into obscurity. Neither the Divine Star Sect nor the Golden Dragon Temple wanted to publicize these incidents. Such matters were not flattering.


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    If it became widely known that Divine Star Sect, a leader among the five orthodox sects, had imprisoned Wan Wuying and used his blood to feed ghosts to refine sword qi, it would cause an uproar within the bounds of Yu Country. The reputation of the Divine Star Sect as the leader of the orthodox sects would be greatly compromised.


    All cultivators across the land would realize that both Divine Star Sect and Golden Dragon Temple, although they appeared righteous and eliminated demons and evils, were in fact hypocritical and deceitful.


    "...Oh, Uncle Master Chu, there has been one significant issue recently," Chen Ge spoke in a low voice, "Heavenly Seal Sect is preparing to wage a major conflict against the native sects of Wu Province. It''s said that a Golden Core elder from Heavenly Seal Sect was ambushed and severely injured by one of Wu Province''s native sects, which has prompted them to accelerate their actions."


    Chu Xuan couldn''t help but laugh. He had long thought Heavenly Seal Sect''s actions were inefficient. They should have gathered their full strength and marched east to sweep through the native sects of Wu Province with their superior power.


    Instead, they had sent only a small contingent of cultivators, established the Flying Mountain Hall, and moved civilians, effectively nibbling away at their objectives rather than pushing through decisively.


    Now, with a Golden Core cultivator seriously injured and in pain, they were finally thinking of deploying major forces. What were they doing earlier?


    However, the reason wasn''t hard to guess. There must be a power struggle within the Heavenly Seal Sect. The native sects of Wu Province were neither particularly strong nor weak.


    If Heavenly Seal Sect deployed its full strength, it could undoubtedly sweep the native sects completely. However, in their desperation to preserve themselves, the native sects would likely fight back fiercely. Heavenly Seal Sect would inevitably suffer some casualties, even deaths among their ranks.


    Thus, deciding which faction within the Heavenly Seal Sect should expend its forces against the native sects of Wu Province became a manipulable issue. No matter who it was, they would want to preserve the strength of their own faction as much as possible and strive to reap the most benefits from the victory.


    Wherever there are people, there is strife. Even among cultivators who enjoy extended lifespans, this is no exception. As one of the five orthodox sects, with its vast territory and numerous personnel, the Heavenly Seal Sect naturally experiences its share of internal conflicts.


    Chen Ge spoke in a conspiratorial tone, "Now, quite a number of cultivators have rushed over from Heavenly Seal Sect''s main hall to the Flying Mountain Hall. Just among the Foundation Establishment stage alone, there are five, and Qi Refining stage disciples even more, around seventy to eighty. And that''s just the first batch. They all look disheartened as if they are the disgruntled elements within the sect, dispatched here as a form of relegation."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. No one wants to be involved in such life-threatening tasks. Those first thrown into the battlefield often face a higher mortality rate. This first group sent to the Flying Mountain Hall were either unaffiliated or sacrificial pawns in the ongoing power struggles.


    Chen Ge chuckled, "Uncle Master Chu, these fellows are busy trying to boost their powers, employing every means possible. They don''t shy away from using demonic methods either."


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly, "Judging by your expression, it seems you''ve made a tidy profit from them."


    Chen Ge grinned like a sly fox, "Hehehe, just a small profit from the Qi Refining stage disciples. If Uncle Master Chu joins in, we''re sure to make a killing!"


    Chu Xuan was intrigued. This was indeed a good idea. Those first batch of cultivators involved in the war would definitely do everything possible to enhance their survival chances. With his collection of blood beads, large blood beads, Yin Evil Qi, corpse puppets, and the techniques, spells, and magical tools obtained from slaying orthodox cultivators, these items would certainly be in high demand.


    "Very well." Chu Xuan nodded slightly, giving Chen Ge a few thoughtful glances.


    Chen Ge quickly caught on and hurriedly said, "I know the location of the black market. Once we''ve delivered this batch of mortals, I''ll take Uncle Master Chu there!"


    Chu Xuan smiled slightly. This young man was proving quite resourceful.


    With Chu Xuan, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, personally emanating Foundation Establishment stage aura and leading the escort, the journey was mostly free of incidents. Native cultivators intent on slaughtering the mortals withdrew as soon as they sensed Chu Xuan''s presence.


    Damn it. Why would a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator escort civilians? Retreat.

 Chapter 69: No Name Market

    Chu Xuan and his two companions eventually escorted the group of mortals to a place called Plain City. This city was under the protection of the Extreme Yin Cave, and it was the first mortal city in the region.


    Plain City was relatively new, having been established just over two months ago. It contained only two main roads, one running east to west and the other north to south, with only a few hundred houses in total. As for the population, it numbered just over two thousand people. It resembled more a village or a small town than a city.


    Moreover, given Wu Province''s infestation of vermin, snakes, and ghosts, constructing towering city walls around Plain City was the top priority. Therefore, the construction of houses and shops had to be postponed.


    However, these laborious and tedious tasks did not require Chu Xuan''s supervision. As a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator and a mainstay of the Extreme Yin Cave, his role was far more significant. His assistance in escorting the mortals had already earned their profound gratitude.


    The more meticulous supervisory tasks were left to Qi Refining stage disciples like Chen Ge and Wei Hua.


    After arriving in Plain City, Chen Ge briefly instructed Wei Hua, then led Chu Xuan away from the city, heading north. Finding Chen Ge''s pace too slow, Chu Xuan decided to carry him on his Heavenly Star Flying Sword. Soon, they landed outside a market hidden amidst lush mountains and rivers.


    Chen Ge rubbed his head, his expression dazed. He sheepishly said, "Uncle Master, your flying sword is too fast, I feel dizzy¡­"


    Chu Xuan chuckled lightly and with a casual slap, a burst of Spiritual Qi flowed into Chen Ge''s body, quickly dissipating his dizziness. Chen Ge immediately showed his gratitude, "Thank you, Uncle Master!"


    The two of them disguised themselves, completely altering their appearances, before stepping into the market.


    As they moved forward, Chen Ge briefed Chu Xuan on the market''s situation. Through Chen Ge''s description, Chu Xuan quickly learned various details about the market.


    The market was unnamed, simply a gathering place that formed from the first batch of Heavenly Seal Sect cultivators who had arrived in Wu Province. Later, local rogue cultivators heard about it and came, which led to the establishment of the market.


    The order within the market was maintained by a few of the strongest Foundation Establishment stage cultivators. Generally, as long as no major trouble arose, those Foundation Establishment stage cultivators preferred to keep to themselves.


    "Let''s first see what the market is like," Chu Xuan suggested.


    He moved from stall to stall, with Chen Ge following closely behind.


    Indeed, Chu Xuan and Chen Ge saw an abundance of items favored by demonic cultivators in the market.


    Blood beads, especially, were in high demand and fiercely competed over. In this unnamed market, where every cultivator had disguised their identity, there was no hesitation in purchasing such demonic treasures.


    Disguised, they thought, "I''ll buy blood beads, so what! Going to report me to the Heavenly Seal Sect headquarters?"


    Apart from blood beads, corpse puppets and Gu insects were also highly popular.


    Chu Xuan witnessed cultivators arguing incessantly over a corpse puppet with medium-grade aptitude. The price was driven up by all parties involved and was eventually sold for three hundred small spiritual stones.


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    For context, a medium-grade magic tool would typically cost around two hundred small spiritual stones. The fact that this corpse puppet sold for a hundred small spiritual stones more than a comparable magic tool illustrated the lengths these cultivators would go to enhance their own power.


    Regarding the Gu insects, many appeared to be privately bred by the cultivators themselves and were now being sold. Gu insects, creatures that feed on flesh and blood, are traditionally considered part of demonic practices.


    It was clear, however, that many cultivators secretly bred these creatures, though unfortunately, all available were only first-transformation Gu, not the second-transformation ones Chu Xuan was seeking.


    Beyond corpse puppets and Gu insects, there were also pills, talismans, arrays, and magic tools¡ªmore orthodox treasures that were being sold.


    Chu Xuan perused these but found nothing particularly compelling.


    "Uncle Master, I have a few regular customers who have bought many demonic beast blood beads from me. Do you want to¡­" Chen Ge murmured quietly.


    Chu Xuan smiled and tossed him a storage bag, "Sell these items for me. I''ll give you a ten percent commission."


    Chen Ge caught the bag and immediately opened it. He was stunned by the myriad of treasures inside: blood beads, Yin Evil Qi, low-grade and medium-grade magic tools, rejuvenating pills, qi-restoring pills¡­


    ''Uncle Master is too wealthy! The ten percent commission on these treasures¡­''


    Chen Ge swallowed hard, envisioning a small mountain of small spiritual stones tumbling toward him. However, Chen Ge did not let the prospect of wealth cloud his judgment. He cautiously said, "Uncle Master, there''s too much treasure here. I''m worried it might attract unwanted attention."


    Chu Xuan casually summoned the Corpse Nurturing Tower and with a simple gesture, a gaunt corpse puppet that seemed to walk within the shadows appeared. Its muscles were pronounced, hinting at terrifying explosive power.


    Chu Xuan said coolly, "Bao, follow him. Anyone who dares to harm Chen Ge will be dealt with without mercy."


    "Roar!"


    Bao growled lowly, baring his sharp fangs. The appearance of this corpse puppet immediately made the surrounding cultivators pause and stare. Emitting such a formidable aura, its level was obvious.


    It was surely a Corpse General! The controller of a Corpse General must be a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator!


    The other cultivators quickly bowed their heads, not daring to offend such a prominent figure in even the slightest.


    Chen Ge was deeply moved and assured, "Uncle Master, I will definitely complete the task!"


    "Go on, I trust you," Chu Xuan patted him on the shoulder with a smile.


    He watched as Chen Ge departed, then strode towards the tallest building in the market. This structure was equally nondescript, unremarkable at first glance. If not for Chen Ge pointing it out as the teahouse established jointly by three Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, Chu Xuan wouldn''t have found anything peculiar about it.


    "Stop, this teahouse does not permit casual entry." At the entrance stood a burly Qi Refining stage cultivator who blocked Chu Xuan''s path, speaking in a condescending tone.


    Chu Xuan didn''t utter a word but simply unleashed his Foundation Establishment stage aura. The burly cultivator fell to his knees with a thud, sweating profusely. He hurriedly said, "Junior did not recognize that the senior is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, please forgive me!"


    "It''s fine. Go call those three Foundation Establishment fellow daoists," Chu Xuan said casually. "I have significant business to discuss with them."


    "Yes, yes, yes! I''ll contact the three seniors right away," the burly cultivator quickly responded, then immediately ushered Chu Xuan into a private room on the third floor of the teahouse.


    "What tea would the senior like to drink? We have the special produce from Imperial Spirit Mountain, Que She Jian, which leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth, and also..." the cultivator offered.


    "Just give me Ku Mao Feng, do you have it?" Chu Xuan asked nonchalantly.


    The cultivator''s face lit up with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes! It seems the senior knows his tea! Ku Mao Feng''s initial bitterness is harsh, but it has an endless aftertaste..."


    He quickly brewed the tea for Chu Xuan and asked, "Does the senior need any pastries?"


    Chu Xuan waved his hand dismissively, "That''s enough, just wait outside."


    "Yes, yes, yes! If the senior needs anything, just call me. One of the three Foundation Establishment seniors is on his way and will arrive shortly," the cultivator said, then backed out of the room, maintaining an utmost respectful demeanor from start to finish, as if fearing any dissatisfaction from Chu Xuan could lead to severe consequences.


    Chu Xuan chuckled lightly. Such was the treatment for a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. In the eyes of a Qi Refining stage cultivator, someone at the Foundation Establishment stage was akin to a "big cultivator," almost like heaven itself!

 Chapter 70: Nurturing Evil Array, Illustrated Guide to Demonic Arrays

    After drinking two cups of tea, a figure ascended the staircase and entered the private room on the third floor where Chu Xuan was seated. Chu Xuan looked up to see a young cultivator dressed in white.


    This cultivator''s disguise technique was not particularly sophisticated. While it might suffice for other Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, Chu Xuan had spent years mastering the art of disguise to evade the relentless pursuits of orthodox cultivators. He had reached a level of mastery where unless a Golden Core master appeared, his true identity remained undetectable. But this young cultivator in front of him¡­


    Chu Xuan saw right through him.


    The young man''s true face appeared quite youthful. To have reached the Foundation Establishment stage at such an age suggested notable talent. Yet, he was sent to Wu Province as part of the first wave of cultivators to assault the native sects¡ªa victim of factional struggles within his sect.


    "Greetings, fellow Daoist. My name is Song Feng. May I ask how to address you?" The young cultivator asked with a smile.


    Chu Xuan casually responded, "He Liang." After all, they were both using pseudonyms. Any name would do.


    Song Feng smiled and asked, "What do you have for sale, fellow Daoist? What do you need?"


    Chu Xuan casually flicked a large blood bead towards him. Song Feng caught it and examined it closely, his expression turning to surprise. The blood bead was of exceptional quality, perfectly round and smooth. A faint, sweet scent of blood emanated from it¡ªa rare find indeed.


    "This kind of large blood bead, I''ll take as many as you have," Song Feng said with a smile.


    Chu Xuan nonchalantly replied, "Don''t rush. What I need might not be something you can provide."


    Song Feng laughed, "You underestimate me, fellow Daoist. Please, go ahead."


    Chu Xuan named three specific arrays, "The Yin Evil Soul Refining Array, the Polluted Blood Nurturing Evil Array, and the Returning Soul Blood Evil Array. Do you have any of these?"


    These three arrays were superior to the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array that Chu Xuan currently used. The latter two were even considered top-tier arrays for Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, extending their coverage at least ten times compared to the Yin Evil Soul-Snatching Array.


    Hearing the names of these arrays, Song Feng''s expression shifted subtly. He indeed did not have access to them.


    The arrays Chu Xuan mentioned are all top-grade demonic arrays, everything within the range of these arrays would be killed to nurture the Yin Evil Qi. Given that the orthodox sects were vigorously clamping down on actions harming mortals, such demonic arrays were also being confiscated.


    The Heavenly Seal Sect didn''t gain much from the recent conflicts and thus had few demonic arrays confiscated.


    Song Feng admitted with an embarrassed smile. "Fellow Daoist, I don''t have such grand arrays, but I do have a high-quality corpse puppet I''ve cultivated for many years, now at the ninth level..."


    Chu Xuan interrupted with a wave of his hand, "No? Then let''s not discuss further." His interest was solely in the arrays.


    Song Feng persisted, "Fellow Daoist, I have three superior-grade magic tools I can sell at a discount. I just want large blood beads!"


    Chu Xuan shook his head again, "I only want the arrays."


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    As Song Feng was about to speak further, footsteps approached the stairs. A burly cultivator appeared, overhearing the conversation, and interjected with a grin, "Arrays? I have them!"


    Chu Xuan nodded to him, signaling him to sit, "May I see them?"


    "Of course!" The burly cultivator glanced at Song Feng, "Fellow Daoist Song, the gentleman isn''t interested in anything else. You can leave; this deal is mine now."


    Song Feng sighed softly, gave Chu Xuan a few more looks, and then turned to leave.


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "How shall I address you?"


    The burly cultivator sat down in front of Chu Xuan, grabbing some pastries and stuffing them into his mouth, "Names are all made-up anyway, call me whatever you want. Hmm, just call me Old Han."


    Chu Xuan smiled. This man was straightforward and interesting.


    Old Han pulled out a set of array discs from his storage bag, "Here, the Nurturing Evil Array, take a look."


    Chu Xuan glanced at it and frowned, "This Nurturing Evil Array is only mid-tier for the Foundation Establishment stage; I don''t need it."


    With a resigned smile, the Han-named cultivator said, "Fellow Daoist, the grand formations you specifically requested have long since vanished. I suspect that even the remnants of the Infinite Sect may not possess such grand formations. This Nurturing Evil Array is quite sufficient, and I will include a tome of array secrets as a bonus. If you have some talent for formations, you might be able to combine this Nurturing Array with other grand formations, perhaps meeting your requirements."


    Saying this, the cultivator pushed forward a thin booklet. The cover bore five words: "Illustrated Guide to Demonic Arrays."


    Chu Xuan briefly perused it. He found it contained numerous arrays for the Foundation Establishment stage and Qi Refining stage¡ªall categorized as demonic methods. Clearly, it was the work of some master of arrays who favored studying unconventional paths.


    "It will suffice. Name your price."


    Chu Xuan nodded, flicking a large blood pearl toward him.


    The Han-named cultivator turned it over in his hands repeatedly, marveling, "Well, well, such a quality blood pearl... How many cities did you slaughter? Strange, I''ve heard no recent news of any mortal cities being ravaged."


    Chu Xuan did not respond, merely sipping his tea. The robust cultivator clearly sought to probe him, but naturally, he would reveal nothing.


    Seeing his probing yielded no fruit, the robust cultivator was not angered. He chuckled lightly. "If they are all of this quality, I can offer a higher price¡ªfifty small spiritual stones for each large blood pearl. My Nurturing Evil Array, along with the Illustrated Guide to Demonic Arrays, roughly amounts to five hundred small spiritual stones. Just give me ten large blood pearls."


    Chu Xuan nodded. The usual rate for a large blood pearl was forty small spiritual stones each.


    However, with the dissolution of the Infinite Sect, the difficulty of crafting large blood pearls had sharply increased, naturally driving up their price. To his surprise, they had now reached fifty small spiritual stones each.


    "Here you go."


    Chu Xuan flicked ten large blood pearls towards him.


    The burly cultivator, with a mischievous laugh, caught them and said, "Good, remember to look me up if you have more such deals. I have plenty more items here¡ªcorpse puppets, Gu insects, blood techniques, sinister pills, demonic talismans..."


    Chu Xuan''s interest was piqued. "Do you have any second-transformation Gu?"


    The burly cultivator blinked, "Second transformation Gu? Those are rare. But I know someone who has bred many Gu insects, including some second-transformation ones. I could connect you."


    Chu Xuan nodded. "Okay."


    After speaking, he tossed a few more blood pearls, "There will be a generous reward once the matter is settled."


    The cultivator laughed. "Straightforward! I like your style! However, that person hasn''t arrived in Wu Province yet. When he does, I''ll contact you."


    Chu Xuan nodded, leaving behind a mother-child stone. "When the time comes, crush this jade, and I will be informed."


    The mother-child stone is comprised of a mother and child stone. Should the child stone be shattered, the mother stone will also show cracks, no matter the distance.


    He should have left a sound-transmitting jade. But he couldn''t stay in the cave waiting indefinitely. If he were to cultivate on the zombie planet, the sound-transmitting jade would not serve its purpose.


    Thus, he left the mother-child stone.


    "Alright," the cultivator named Old Han nodded, watching Chu Xuan depart.


    Standing on the third floor, he looked through the window at Chu Xuan''s retreating figure, stroking his chin thoughtfully.


    "Such stable Spiritual Qi and his disguise technique shows no flaws, unlike that Song Feng, who was seen through at a glance... this man could produce ten large blood pearls in one go; clearly, he has more hidden away. Wonder where he got these large blood pearls from... forget it, better not to act rashly given his unknown strength. Who knows what else he has up his sleeve?"


    The cultivator shook his head, cautiously withdrawing his gaze.

 Chapter 71: The Meaning of Win-Win

    After the gaze of the Han cultivator shifted away, Chu Xuan finally relaxed the grip on his clenched right hand. His sixth sense was particularly sharp, perceiving the other''s stare immediately.


    However, since the cultivator neither followed nor harbored any murderous intent, Chu Xuan felt no need to act. "He knows his place," he thought.


    Leaving the teahouse, Chu Xuan quickly located Chen Ge at a stall. A gloomy aura surrounded Bao, who stood beside Chen Ge, conspicuous among the Qi Refining stage cultivators present, yet no one dared to provoke him.


    The presence of this corpse general deterred all but the foolhardy from causing any trouble for Chen Ge, who was now quite pleased with himself. He had visited this unnamed market several times before, but never treated it as well as today.


    Upon seeing Chu Xuan, Chen Ge quickly rose and whispered, "Uncle Master."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, glancing over the stall to see that most items had been sold. "I''ll leave the rest to you. I''m heading back to my cave abode now. After everything is sold, he will escort you to my abode," he casually motioned towards Bao.


    "Yes!" Chen Ge nodded earnestly.


    Chu Xuan left the nameless market, circled a few times to ensure no one was following, and then soared into the sky with his flying sword, returning to the Water Curtain Cave. Upon arriving, he immediately activated the Blood Mirror to travel to the zombie planet.


    In the past, traversing between worlds required waiting for the Blood Mirror''s energy to replenish. However, with his increasingly substantial resources, Chu Xuan could now expedite the energy recharge using spiritual stones.


    Presently, the Illustrated Guide to Demonic Arrays requires lengthy contemplation. Naturally, he would not undertake this in the Mystic Azure Realm. Any endeavor demanding extensive time should be conducted on the Blue Star, where the passage of time is a tenth of that in the Mystic Azure Realm.


    At the Haotai Hotel rooftop, Chu Xuan spread out the Illustrated Guide to Demonic Arrays and studied them meticulously. His talent in formation arts was average¡ªneither poor nor exceptional¡ªbut his willingness to dedicate effort to this craft had earned him considerable proficiency.


    Previously, he had slain Huikong and acquired a book from Huikong''s storage bag, the Foundation Establishment Stage Array Formations Detailed Analysis. This book contained only partial arrays for the Foundation Establishment stage, primarily from the Divine Star Sect and Golden Dragon Temple, marked by a strong orthodox sect influence, which Chu Xuan found inapplicable.


    However, formation arts were universally applicable; understanding one could unlock others. By studying deeply, he unearthed many subtleties.


    Now, revisiting the Illustrated Guide to Demonic Arrays with his prior knowledge surfacing, he quickly gained new insights.


    "So that''s it... This is the secret to nurturing evil array. The first step is to kill the beings within it. The second step is to combine the resentment of the beings with Yin Qi to cultivate Yin Evil Qi. I already have the formation for the second step, only the first is missing."


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    Chu Xuan followed the diagrams and soon selected the formation best suited for his needs: the Soul Capturing Array. This array, a premium Qi Refining stage formation, was typically inscribed on surfaces of magical tools like copper bells or chimes. Upon sounding, it could captivate the soul, seizing the initiative in battle.


    Chu Xuan planned to integrate the Soul Capturing Array with the Nurturing Evil Array. Within this range, the souls of living beings would be extracted, leading to their death.


    The resultant resentment and Yin Qi would amalgamate, forming Yin Evil Qi. These souls, transformed under the influence of Yin Evil Qi into ghosts, would gradually strengthen. Over time, these ghosts would bolster his Myriad Souls Banner¡ªa win-win indeed. He wins twice!


    Without hesitation, Chu Xuan entered the nascent Yin Evil Soul Capturing Formation, harvesting the fledgling ghosts into his Myriad Souls Banner, then dismantling the formation to replan its position.


    With East Lake City now largely free of zombies, he chose not to set the formation there. Instead, after circling the area with his Heavenly Star flying sword, he selected Two Dragons City near East Lake City.


    In the southern region of Two Dragons City lay a human forbidden zone, a paradise for killer bees. Under the queen bee''s command, they relentlessly hunted all living things in the area.


    Any human who strayed into their territory was quickly reduced to bones, leaving scarcely any remains. The survivors'' camps around Two Dragons City, terrified of this place, had long since relocated further away. Yet, what was a fearsome wasteland to survivors was a treasure trove to Chu Xuan.


    "Killer bees... excellent!" Chu Xuan mused. "The queen should be prolific. I hope she can produce enough killer bees before being slain by the formation."


    Chu Xuan cast all his formation flags, swiftly enveloping the southern area of Two Dragons City with an invisible barrier. The range of his new formation now spanned 100 square kilometers, covering an entire district of Two Dragons City, far surpassing the scope of the previous Yin Evil Soul Snatching Array.


    "Let''s call it the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array," he decided, opting for a straightforward combination of the terms for soul-capturing and nurturing evil. After all, it was a traditional way among formation predecessors to name their creations.


    Once activated, the array began to emit a terrifying Yin Qi. Chu Xuan tossed the ghosts from his Myriad Souls Banner into it. The killer bees within the formation''s range quickly became disoriented, plummeting to the ground where they died swiftly.


    Their weak souls were rapidly extracted by the array. The resentment and Yin Qi generated from their sudden deaths swiftly interacted, condensing into a formidable Yin Evil Qi.


    The stronger killer bees were slain by the ghosts, turning the area into a veritable ghost realm. Everywhere lay the souls of killer bees; everywhere roamed the ghosts. In time, a vast harvest of Yin Evil Qi would be ready.


    ...


    Chen Ge quietly waited outside at the Water Curtain Cave until the mist cleared, revealing a pathway. He hurried in and immediately saw Chu Xuan standing by a small lake.


    "Uncle Master Chu, as you commanded, all the items have been sold," he reported. "Here are all the earnings." Chen Ge respectfully handed over a storage bag.


    Chu Xuan inspected it. Over two thousand small spiritual stones piled up like a small mountain¡ªhe had estimated a maximum of thirteen hundred. The selling price had far exceeded his expectations. It seemed that the cultivators were indeed desperate to enhance their power, resorting to any means necessary, even demonic methods.


    "Good, according to our agreement, these two hundred small spiritual stones are yours," Chu Xuan said, flicking his hand.


    "Thank you, Uncle Master Chu!" Chen Ge was tearfully grateful. Two hundred small spiritual stones! He would have to toil day and night for many days to earn such an amount, yet now he had acquired it in a single day! Indeed, he had chosen the right person to follow.


    "Go now, I will need you again," Chu Xuan said with a slight smile.


    "Yes! Command me to my death, Uncle Master Chu!" Chen Ge responded, overwhelmingly excited.

 Chapter 72: Spirit Insect Daoist

    Five days later, Chu Xuan returned to his cave abode from the Blue Star after noticing cracks in the mother stone. He visited the unnamed market''s teahouse once more and indeed encountered the Han cultivator there. This time, the Han cultivator was accompanied by a gaunt, hollow-eyed cultivator.


    Upon seeing Chu Xuan, the Han cultivator laughed heartily. "Fellow Daoist He, this is the man I was telling you about. We call him the Spirit Insect Taoist."


    Chu Xuan nodded in greeting.


    The gaunt cultivator looked him over and frowned, "Are you seeking a second transformation Gu? Such Gu must reside within a flesh and blood organ. You don''t appear to be someone who nurtures Gu; it seems you lack such an organ."


    He frowned further. "If you don''t have the requisite organ, let''s not waste each other''s time."


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly. Cultivators who reared Gu, like this Spirit Insect Taoist, were often emaciated, their vitality seemingly drained, as if leached by a succubus.


    But Chu Xuan had ample vitality to sustain a Gu without suffering its backlash. His robust appearance might indeed raise doubts.


    Chu Xuan gestured with his hand, and the gleaming Blood Steel Wire emerged from his palm.


    The Spirit Insect Taoist, who had been about to leave, halted abruptly. "Blood Steel Wire? Second-transformation?"


    A look of surprise replaced his indifference. Blood Steel Wire was typically a basic first-transformation Gu with a low potential. It was unexpected for someone to possess a second-transformation Blood Steel Wire. He leaned in, curious to take a closer look.


    However, Chu Xuan withdrew the steel wires back into his blood pouch. "My Gu, do not stare," he stated calmly.


    The Han cultivator interjected to ease the tension, "Haha, fellow daoist Spirit Insect, indeed, one should not scrutinize another''s Gu too closely."


    The Spirit Insect Taoist nodded, then suggested, "Let''s sit and talk." The three of them took their seats, with Chu Xuan and the Spirit Insect Taoist facing each other, while the Han cultivator busily devoured pastries and sipped tea on the side.


    "What second-transformation Gu do you have?" Chu Xuan inquired.


    The Spirit Insect Taoist held up three fingers. "I possess three second-transformation Gu. First, the Iron Armor Shell. Second, the Thought Nurturer. Third, the Qi Sea Seed."


    Chu Xuan''s eyebrows rose slightly upon hearing the three Gu types, all of which he had read about in the Blood Worms Tome.


    Iron Armor Shell: A second-transformation Gu that secretes a substance to continually fortify the cultivator''s skin. When attacked, it rapidly increases the secretion, making the skin extremely hard in an instant, strong enough to withstand a full blow from a high-grade magical tool.


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    Thought Nurturer: Another second-transformation Gu that must reside within the brain. It enhances a cultivator''s mental strength, allowing them to control multiple magic tools at once. However, even if fed well, it could backfire as its preferred diet is the cultivator''s very soul. Located in the brain, it has constant access to the soul and might give in to temptation.


    Qi Sea Seed: Unlike the others, this is considered a third-transformation Gu capable of reaching third-transformation maturity, akin to a Golden Core tier, provided it has enough nourishment. However, it is notoriously difficult to elevate from the second to the third tier, leading many to classify it as a second-transformation Gu. This Gu doesn''t reside in the limbs, trunk, or brain but must be nurtured within the cultivator''s Qi Sea. It consumes any excess Spiritual Qi during cultivation and can release it when needed, effectively acting as a second, albeit much smaller, Qi Sea. This little bit of spiritual Qi can be crucial in life-or-death situations.


    All three Gu were impressive, and Chu Xuan wondered how this Spirit Insect Taoist had managed to nurture them undetected by the Heavenly Seal Sect''s scrutiny, especially since cultivating Gu was considered a demonic practice by the orthodox sects.


    "These three are quite remarkable; name your price," Chu Xuan nodded.


    The Spirit Insect Taoist quickly responded, "Iron Armor Shell, early second-transformation, one thousand small spiritual stones. Thought Nurturer, early second-transformation, one thousand small spiritual stones. Qi Sea Seed, mid-second-transformation, one thousand eight hundred small spiritual stones."


    Chu Xuan frowned. These prices were exorbitant. Typically, early second-transformation Gu was priced between mid-grade and high-grade magical tools, usually around five hundred small spiritual stones. The Spirit Insect Taoist had doubled the going rate!


    Clearly, he was trying to take advantage of Chu Xuan''s apparent wealth. Even though Chu Xuan had plenty of spirit stones, he was not about to spend them recklessly.


    The Han cultivator interjected to support the Spirit Insect Taoist, "Fellow Daoist He, it''s normal for prices to rise these days. You know why, don''t you?"


    Chu Xuan considered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What''s the price for a single mating of the Gu?"


    The Spirit Insect Taoist was taken aback, then scoffed, "You think you can try mating Gu? After investing huge efforts, you might end up with nothing but a deformed Gu. I advise you to abandon this idea and just buy a second transformation Gu."


    He now saw Chu Xuan as a novice in Gu cultivation, likely inspired by something he read and eager to experiment himself.


    Chu Xuan remained calm, "Just tell me the price. As for the results, I''ll bear them; it doesn''t concern you."


    The Spirit Insect Taoist snorted, "For the three Gu, each mating session will cost fifty small spiritual stones."


    Chu Xuan nodded; this price was acceptable, far more so than the previous outrageous figures for the Gu themselves.


    The Spirit Insect Taoist added, "The mating process must be completed here."


    "That''s fine," Chu Xuan agreed.


    Soon, the Iron Armor Shell, Thought Nurturer, and Qi Sea Seed were sequentially mated with the steel wire. There''s no reproductive isolation among Gu; any can mate with any other, though the offspring might be bizarre. While strong offspring were rare, weak and deformed ones were common.


    After settling the payment, the Spirit Insect Taoist left without delay. The Han cultivator exchanged a few pleasantries and then departed as well.


    Chu Xuan didn''t linger either, heading straight for the Blue Star. The process from Gu laying eggs to the hatchlings emerging required time¡ªa perfect task for the zombie planet, where time flowed differently.


    Chu Xuan sat meditating within the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array, simultaneously absorbing Yin Evil Qi and refining a large blood pearl. His cultivation progressed rapidly.


    After laying three distinctively colored eggs¡ªblack, white, and blue, corresponding to the Iron Armor Shell, Thought Nurturer, and Qi Sea Seed¡ªGangsi fell into a deep sleep due to the enormous energy expenditure.


    Days passed, and the eggshells hardened. One day, the black eggshell began to crack.


    Chu Xuan felt a stir in his heart and immediately ceased his meditation, turning his attention to the black Gu egg.

 Chapter 73: Hatching the Eggs, New Gu

    The cracks on the surface of the black Gu egg spread like a spiderweb. Under Chu Xuan''s watchful eyes, it suddenly split open. A soft black larva lay within the egg, its body covered with a shell so delicate that it seemed to tear like soft paper at the slightest touch.


    Its limbs were exceedingly fragile, seemingly ready to break upon contact. Born feeble, the vitality of the larva dwindled away like unraveling threads.


    This larva, a product of the mating between the Iron Armor Shell and the Blood Steel Wire, was a deformed creation. It died a pitiful death without even needing Chu Xuan''s intervention.


    He shook his head; it appeared this mating attempt had failed. The failure of Gu mating was a common occurrence. Even if other Gu breeders had successfully mated the Iron Armor Shell and Blood Steel Wire, success was not guaranteed in Chu Xuan''s case. After all, each Gu had its unique dietary and developmental requirements.


    Even highly skilled Gu breeders could only document which Gu pairings had a higher chance of success; they could never guarantee a perfect outcome. Undeterred, Chu Xuan calmed his mind and continued his cultivation, waiting for the next two eggs to hatch.


    A month later, both of the remaining eggs developed cracks. Under Chu Xuan''s gaze, two slightly transparent larvae emerged sequentially.


    The offspring of the Thought Nurturer and the Blood Steel Wire was a translucent white larva, while that from the Qi Sea Seed and the Blood Steel Wire was a sky-blue larva.


    To Chu Xuan''s surprise, both larvae appeared normal and were quite lively. Immediately after birth, they devoured their eggshells completely. Their bellies were swollen, and they curiously surveyed their surroundings.


    Chu Xuan collected them into his blood pouch and began feeding them with blood pearls while using an identification technique to examine their potential.


    After this examination, Chu Xuan was even more astonished. Both larvae possessed the potential to reach the third transformation!


    This meant that given sufficient nourishment, they could smoothly advance to become third-transformation Gu, comparable to Golden Core great powers. Moreover, each larva exhibited traits from both of its parent strains, embodying a blend of characteristics that could prove exceptionally advantageous.


    Chu Xuan''s face lit up with satisfaction. Clearly, the good karma surrounding him had once again played its part, subtly influencing the outcome. Such blessings were invaluable; they could turn the tides of probability in his favor.


    However, the two larvae were not yet ready to provide combat support. They would need at least a month or two of nurturing to advance to the first transformation Gu and become truly functional.


    "The Thought Nurturer larva will enhance my mental strength, allowing me to control more magical tools simultaneously," Chu Xuan mused. "And the Qi Sea Seed larva is like a mini Qi Sea, which will boost the total amount of my Spiritual Qi!"


    After a brief moment of joy, Chu Xuan resumed his meditation, seated within the circle of his cultivation practice.


    In the blink of an eye, two months of Blue Star time had passed.


    With a thought, Chu Xuan summoned three Gu worms into his palm. The first was Gangsi, the second was Bai, and the third was Lan.


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    Chu Xuan, not particularly inclined to spend time naming them, simply chose names based on their colors.


    As for the Listening Insect that had resided in his ear, it had become somewhat redundant since Chu Xuan''s advancement to the Foundation Establishment stage. Chu Xuan decided to grant it freedom and let it go.


    Once Bai and Lan had settled into his brain and Qi Sea, respectively, Chu Xuan could distinctly feel an increase in both his mental strength and Spiritual Qi. He gestured with his hand, and the Evil Soul Chain, like a black python, coiled around him.


    With another gesture, the Myriad Souls Banner appeared. Previously, operating these two magical tools simultaneously would strain him, causing slight dizziness and pressure. But now, he was not yet at his limit, indicating he could activate a third magical tool.


    Chu Xuan swiped over his storage bag, and the Merit Bell appeared, floating above his head and enveloping him in its presence. Intense golden light surged out, seemingly capable of expelling all evil and malevolent forces. The golden light was so dense it almost formed a tangible golden bell, impervious to all attacks.


    A smile of pleasure spread across Chu Xuan''s face. Operating three magical tools at once was a significant enhancement from before.


    Many mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators struggled to use three magical tools simultaneously.


    Yet, thanks to the Gu, Chu Xuan had once again surpassed many of his peers within the same cultivation level.


    ...


    At the Water Curtain Cave, Chu Xuan habitually returned to his abode to check the messages. Currently, tensions were rising between the Heavenly Seal Sect cultivators and the native sects of Wu Province.


    Chu Xuan had previously instructed Chen Ge to keep him informed with regular updates. Moreover, the three senior brothers from the Extreme Yin Cave might also leave messages, making it prudent to frequently check for any updates.


    Upon activating the message-recording array of the cave, the first voice Chu Xuan heard was indeed from Chen Ge.


    "Uncle Master Chu, the first group of cultivators suffered heavy losses. Even two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators have perished, with even more casualties among the Qi Refining stage cultivators."


    "Uncle Master Chu, we at the Extreme Yin Cave have started to establish a second mortal city and have recruited several spiritual seedlings, all under the guidance of Uncle Master Wu Teng."


    "Uncle Master Chu, Extreme Yin Cave has gained a new Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, an external wandering cultivator who joined voluntarily."


    "Uncle Master Chu, the second group of cultivators sent by the main hall of Heavenly Seal Sect has arrived."


    "Uncle Master Chu..."


    Chu Xuan listened patiently to all of Chen Ge''s messages. This Qi Refining stage disciple was meticulous in his duties, covering every detail. Through his descriptions, Chu Xuan gained a comprehensive understanding of the conflict between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the native Wu Province sects.


    The first batch of Heavenly Seal Sect cultivators sent to Wu Province were mostly those ostracized within their own ranks, lacking strong backgrounds, and therefore not very powerful.


    The native Wu Province sects, contrary to what many believed, were not so weak. They had organized numerous counterattacks, one of which had nearly reached Extreme Yin Cave''s territory.


    Suddenly, Chu Xuan heard a new voice, which surprised him.


    "Junior Brother Chu! The second batch of cultivators from the main hall has arrived, including two disciples of Senior Zhao Wuya. If you''re available, come to my cave, and I''ll introduce you to them."


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. Zhao Wuya was the Golden Core stage cultivator who facilitated Extreme Yin Cave''s incorporation into the Heavenly Seal Sect. He was known for his dislike of the Divine Star Sect''s practices. Wan Wuying and Zhao Wuya appeared to be old acquaintances, and clearly, Zhao Wuya''s disciples were considered allies by Liu Zhenxiong.


    However, these two cultivators being part of the second batch sent to Wu Province suggested that Zhao Wuya''s faction might be under pressure from other factions.


    "In that case, it would indeed be good to meet them," Chu Xuan thought. "Even if not as friends, at least I might trade some items with them."


    Pondering this, Chu Xuan mounted his flying sword and left the Water Curtain Cave, heading for Liu Zhenxiong''s abode located on the north side of Extreme Yin Cave.


    Circling a few times, Chu Xuan found the cave, his first visit there. Upon arriving, he used a transmission jade to contact Liu Zhenxiong. Surprisingly, the mist quickly dissipated, revealing a pathway. Liu Zhenxiong and another cultivator came out to greet him.


    "Junior Brother, we were just talking about you! What a coincidence that you should arrive now!" Liu Zhenxiong greeted him with a broad smile.

 Chapter 74: Extreme Yin Cave Being Drawn Into the Fight?

    Chu Xuan responded with a smile as Liu Zhenxiong warmly introduced, "Junior Brother, this is Zheng Changqing, a distinguished disciple of Senior Zhao Wuya. He is an expert in beast taming, with several Foundation Establishment stage spirit beasts under his care."


    Zheng Changqing chuckled modestly, "You flatter me, I merely have an interest in nurturing demonic beasts." He turned to Chu Xuan, "So, you are Chu Xuan? A pleasure to meet you. I''ve heard from Liu about your accomplishments¡ªadvancing to Foundation Establishment in your twenties, truly a prodigy!"


    Chu Xuan responded with a humble smile, "Senior Brother overstates it; it''s mostly good fortune."


    Zheng Changqing smiled, "Our master knows each other well, we should assist each other more."


    The trio entered Liu Zhenxiong''s cave and settled down. The conversation was mostly between Liu Zhenxiong and Zheng Changqing, with Chu Xuan chipping in intermittently.


    After a while, Zheng Changqing mentioned, "My junior brother will be joining us soon."


    Liu Zhenxiong''s face lit up with excitement, "You mean Lu Yin? I''ve wanted to meet him for a while but never had the chance. What brings him here this time?"


    Zheng Changqing sighed, "Junior Brother Lu... has a rather peculiar and obstinate personality. It took quite some persuasion to convince him to come. Please forgive any unintentional offenses he may commit in conversation."


    Liu Zhenxiong and Chu Xuan both nodded understandingly. Eccentricities were common among cultivators, especially those deeply engrossed in their studies, often undergoing personality shifts after prolonged seclusions.


    Soon, a voice called from outside, "I have arrived."


    Liu Zhenxiong, accompanied by the other two, went out to greet the newcomer. Chu Xuan observed him: thin, with deep-set eyes and a withered face.


    With great enthusiasm, Liu Zhenxiong greeted, "Lu Yin, I am Liu Zhenxiong of Extreme Yin Cave, delighted to meet you."


    Lu Yin surveyed him briefly and merely nodded, then turned to Zheng Changqing, "Senior Brother, I''m here, let''s go inside."


    Zheng Changqing gave an awkward smile, "Okay, let''s go."


    The four all sat down, Liu Zhenxiong quietly asked, "Fellow Daoist Lu, do you have any second-transformation Gu for sale?"


    Lu Yin gave him a sideways glance, "Fellow Daoist Liu, second-transformation Gu require a flesh and blood organ to house. If you don''t have such an organ, it''s best not to purchase them."


    Liu Zhenxiong chuckled, "Even if I don''t have the organ yet, there''s no harm in asking the price."


    Lu Yin stated calmly, "The lowest price is twelve hundred small spiritual stones."


    Liu Zhenxiong''s smile froze; the price was exorbitant.


    Chu Xuan observed Lu Yin more closely. Although his appearance was not familiar, the tone of his voice gave him away. He guessed the man''s identity¡ªit was indeed the Spirit Insect Taoist he had met that day in the teahouse at the nameless market. Their demeanor was too similar, both equally discomforting.


    Zheng Changqing spoke in a grave tone, "Junior Brother Lu, Fellow Daoist Liu''s master is the venerable Wan Wuying, a longstanding acquaintance of our own master. We will surely need to support one another in the future. Could you not lower the price somewhat?"


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    Lu Yin, showing a trace of impatience, nevertheless nodded, "Then let it be one thousand spirit stones. I can go no lower."


    The negotiations between Liu Zhenxiong and Lu Yin, however, never reached a consensus. Eventually, Lu Yin, tired of the conversation, took his leave prematurely.


    Zheng Changqing offered his apologies to Liu Zhenxiong and followed suit. After their departure, Liu Zhenxiong furrowed his brows and sighed deeply.


    "Senior Brother, is this Lu Yin truly formidable?" Chu Xuan inquired. Liu Zhenxiong replied somberly, "I''ve made inquiries. Within the hidden circles of the Heavenly Seal Sect who cultivate Gu, Foundation Establishment stage cultivators are few, and Lu Yin is acknowledged as the most adept among them."


    "His cultivated Gu are both powerful and tractable," Liu continued. "Pity we could not reach an agreement."


    Liu Zhenxiong sighed lightly, "Our lineage of Extreme Yin Cave has lost much of its heritage in Gu cultivation, with only the ''Blood Worms Tome'' remaining. To strengthen ourselves, we are forced to rely on others."


    "The art of Gu cultivation is best approached through someone like Lu Yin, but who knew he would be of such a disposition and offer us no discounts," he added.


    Chu Xuan listened thoughtfully. Enhancing strength? Could it be that Extreme Yin Cave was also to be drawn into the fray? This was hardly good news.


    The ongoing war between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the native Wu Province sects was at a critical juncture. The cultivators committing to the war at this stage, unless they were experts in the later stages of Foundation Establishment, had no assured chance of survival. It was akin to a meat grinder, obliterating every living being caught within it.


    As expected, Liu Zhenxiong revealed more details upon further questioning.


    "Senior Zhao Wuya, in concert with our master and Senior Huang Yuanwu of the Heavenly Seal Sect, penetrated the secret realm of Purple Miasma Mountain in Wu Province and seized a precious treasure there. The native sects'' recent offensive has become fiercely intense, connected to the loss of this treasure. Hence, the main hall of the Heavenly Seal Sect has decreed that our lineage of Extreme Yin Cave must also enter the war."


    Liu Zhenxiong gave a bitter smile.


    A chill ran through Chu Xuan''s heart. Currently at only the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, though he possessed more aces and could outmatch those at the fifth level, facing an expert at the late stages of Foundation Establishment could still lead to a disastrous defeat or even death. Once Extreme Yin Cave committed to the war, his likelihood of dying would significantly increase.


    "If it comes to it, I will retreat to the Blue Star," Chu Xuan resolved inwardly. "Once I advance the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture to the seventh layer and reach the later stages of Foundation Establishment, returning here will not be too late."


    His greatest trump card was his ability to traverse between worlds using the Blood Mirror. If survival here became untenable, the Blue Star would be his refuge.


    "Junior Brother, that is the state of affairs," Liu Zhenxiong explained earnestly. "That''s why I am exerting every effort to augment my strength. Senior Brother Li and Senior Brother Wu are also tirelessly working on their own enhancements."


    Liu Zhenxiong then turned to Chu Xuan, "You too should devote more attention to strengthening yourself."


    Chu Xuan nodded in agreement.


    Suddenly, Liu Zhenxiong seemed to recall something important and quickly added, "You might try your luck at the nameless market. Recently, a mysterious figure has appeared, selling a considerable quantity of large blood pearls."


    Chu Xuan felt an inward amusement. The mysterious person? Was that not himself? However, he maintained his composure and nodded seriously.


    "By the way, the master has recently accepted a new disciple from a cultivator family in the northern part of Wu Province, previously under the domain of Imperial Spirit Mountain," Liu Zhenxiong continued. "His family, the Chen family, was implicated in a scandal and eradicated by Imperial Spirit Mountain. He managed to escape and made his way here, taking refuge in our Extreme Yin Cave."


    "His name is Chen Zhaofeng, and his talents are commendable, on par with Senior Brother Li." Liu Zhenxiong added, "His dwelling is situated to the southeast of my cave, nestled within a valley. When you have time, you should meet him. We will soon be joining the war, and having an additional ally can only be advantageous."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother." Indeed, it would be prudent to meet other Foundation Establishment stage cultivators of Extreme Yin Cave.


    However, since he planned to avoid this meat grinder of war, there seemed little need to engage deeply with Chen Zhaofeng.


    After leaving Liu Zhenxiong''s abode, Chu Xuan headed towards Chen Zhaofeng''s dwelling. Finding no one at home, Chu Xuan left a message indicating his visit and intention to meet, without elaborating further.

 Chapter 75: So Many Called to War, How Many Will Return

    At the Water Curtain Cave, another month slipped by, equivalent to ten months on the Blue Star.


    Chu Xuan spent the majority of this time entrenched in the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array situated in Two Dragons City, honing his skills. Whenever the spiritual plants ripened or it was time to harvest large blood pearls, he would depart from this world to the nameless market to exchange these goods for the resources he required.


    Each visit to the market saw him donning a different guise; having mastered the art of disguise, he had used three different identities thus far. Even when brushing past Song Feng, Lu Yin, or the Han-named cultivator, they remained oblivious that Chu Xuan was the same Foundation Establishment stage cultivator with whom they had previously traded.


    With each visit, Chu Xuan could feel the war intensifying. Stalls manned by Qi Refining stage cultivators frequently changed hands, sometimes within a matter of days.


    The self-important Song Feng had fallen in battle, a testament to the merciless nature of this meat-grinder-like conflict that swallowed lives without causing so much as a ripple.


    The time for Extreme Yin Cave to engage in the war had arrived. A new message awaited Chu Xuan at the sound-recording formation of the Water Curtain Cave, left by Li Xuanming, the senior brother of Extreme Yin Cave. "Junior Brother Chu Xuan, the master commands us to assemble at the training ground."


    Chu Xuan had long anticipated this day. He gathered his belongings and set off for the Extreme Yin Cave training ground. Upon his arrival, he found that the other Foundation Establishment stage cultivators of Extreme Yin Cave had already gathered.


    Leading them was Li Xuanming, clad in flowing white robes, exuding a martial grandeur. Alongside him stood Liu Zhenxiong, Wu Teng, and others, including a somewhat unfamiliar figure. This individual was deeply engaged in conversation with Li Xuanming and seemed to be Chen Zhaofeng, the recently inducted disciple of Extreme Yin Cave.


    "Junior brother." Li Xuanming, catching sight of Chu Xuan, nodded slightly without further comment. His cultivation had now reached the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, marking him as a prodigy even within the vast ranks of the Heavenly Seal Sect.


    In contrast, Chu Xuan seemed rather unremarkable. It appeared his talents were not as formidable as Li Xuanming had once thought, and any previous wariness he might have had towards Chu Xuan gradually dissipated.


    Chu Xuan responded with a light nod and a smile. Li Xuanming''s lack of wariness towards him was indeed a favorable turn of events. Previously, he had harbored concerns that the senior brother of Extreme Yin Cave might harbor jealousy, potentially forcing Chu Xuan into a dire confrontation.


    Wu Teng, much like Li Xuanming, merely exchanged greetings with Chu Xuan, offering no further conversation, instead continuing his discussion with Chen Zhaofeng.


    In contrast, Liu Zhenxiong approached Chu Xuan warmly to discuss recent happenings. Although Chu Xuan had been vigilantly observing external changes and committing them to memory, he patiently listened to Liu Zhenxiong''s account. It was clear that this senior brother truly regarded him as both a junior brother and a friend.


    After a short while, Liu Zhenxiong surreptitiously handed Chu Xuan an object. Glancing down, Chu Xuan saw it was a talisman crafted from human skin. Unlike orthodox talismans drawn with cinnabar, this one was marked with twisted, bizarre lines that at first glance seemed nonsensical. Yet upon closer inspection, these lines seemed to coalesce into a terrifying pattern.


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    "A demonic talisman, containing a Foundation Establishment stage tiger spirit," Liu Zhenxiong whispered. "It might save your life in a critical moment."


    Chu Xuan''s interest was piqued, "Where did this come from, Senior Brother Liu?"


    Clearly, the talisman was of demonic origin. The orthodox arts consisted of array, alchemy, tool refinement, and talisman crafting. Some demonic cultivators exceptionally gifted had adapted orthodox talisman crafting techniques into demonic methods.


    Demonic talisman crafting involved sealing a living soul within human skin, suppressed by demonic runes, thus eternally binding the soul within the talisman for the user''s command.


    This Tiger Soul Talisman could summon a tiger spirit to combat foes. This tiger spirit was a Foundation Establishment stage demonic beast, and now possessed even greater malevolence and strength, at least equivalent to a high-grade magical tool. The potency of a demonic talisman lay in its autonomy, serving as an alternative form of beast control.


    During subsequent trades with Song Feng, he revealed a Wolf Soul Talisman. However, Song Feng''s high price had led to their parting on less than amicable terms.


    "Thank you, Senior Brother Liu." Chu Xuan accepted the talisman without any pretense.


    At that moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared within the training ground. All eyes turned to see it was Wan Wuying, the patriarch of Extreme Yin Cave.


    "Master!" Chu Xuan, Li Xuanming, and the others immediately bowed, addressing him respectfully.


    Wan Wuying nodded slightly. Perhaps because he had seized a significant treasure from the native Wu Province sects, his complexion appeared particularly robust.


    "I have agreed with the Heavenly Seal Sect. The Extreme Yin Cave will soon be entering the war," he declared. "As my direct disciples, I cannot attend to each of you personally, so I will grant each of you a high-grade magic tool and a bottle of demonic pills."


    With a sweep of his storage bag, Wan Wuying released several high-grade magic tools, allowing his disciples to choose among them. The array of options he provided was plentiful.


    After some consideration, Chu Xuan selected the Mystic Iron Shield as his defensive magical tool. His previous shield, the Golden Wood Shield, had been severely damaged during an attack by Huikong, showing numerous cracks that significantly reduced its defensive capabilities.


    Lacking the skills to repair it and unwilling to pay a hefty price for a craftsman''s services, Chu Xuan had already planned to acquire a new high-grade defensive magical tool. Wan Wuying''s offer was timely and aligned perfectly with his needs.


    As for the demonic pills, known as Fury Qi Pills, they were designed to temporarily extract one''s latent potential, unleashing a burst of Spiritual Qi. Crafted personally by Wan Wuying, these were meant as a last resort for preserving life.


    Chu Xuan also took a bottle. Though he might not need to use them, it was essential to have them.


    When Chu Xuan received the Fury Spirit Pills from Wan Wuying, the old master looked at him with a complex expression.


    Wan Wuying remembered how Chu Xuan had played a crucial role in rescuing him from captivity at Misty Manor and had been initially surprised by his aptitude.


    For a time, he even considered imparting all his knowledge to him. However, after several teachings, he did not observe any extraordinary capabilities in Chu Xuan. His insight seemed only on par with Wu Teng, perhaps even less than Liu Zhenxiong, which had somewhat disheartened him.


    Later, Wan Wuying took in Chen Zhaofeng, whose talents appeared to rival those of Li Xuanming. Consequently, his attention shifted primarily to Chen Zhaofeng, and he gradually overlooked Chu Xuan.


    Wan Wuying then asked, "Chu Xuan, what is your current cultivation level?"


    Bowing respectfully, Chu Xuan responded, "To report to Master, I remain at the second level of Foundation Establishment."


    He had always been cautious about revealing his true strength. Within the Heavenly Seal Sect, there were many factions dissatisfied with the Extreme Yin Cave lineage. Displaying too much power would only draw constant scrutiny and immense pressure from all sides.


    Wan Wuying sighed softly, "Alright, go now."


    So much time had passed, yet Chu Xuan was still at the second level of the Foundation Establishment. Was his previous rapid advancement merely a stroke of luck?


    Li Xuanming and Chen Zhaofeng showed no particular reaction, their expressions indifferent. In the world of cultivation, many were like Chu Xuan, briefly brilliant before fading away and meeting a tragic end in obscurity.


    "Go, I await your triumphant return," Wan Wuying said calmly, giving one last look at his four disciples.


    "Yes!" Chu Xuan and the others bowed and then turned to leave.


    "So many called to battle, how many will return?" Wan Wuying murmured with a soft sigh.

 Chapter 76: Entering Wu Province, Reaching Ironwire Mountain

    Chu Xuan and his four companions, maneuvering their flying magic tools, departed from the territory of Extreme Yin Cave and entered Wu Province.


    Humid, sweltering, infested with venomous insects, specters, and possibly indigenous cultivators lurking in every shadowy corner¡ªthis was the real Wu Province, a land fraught with peril.


    Chu Xuan''s mind teemed with detailed information about Wu Province, which he had consciously gathered over time.


    Previously not part of the Yu Kingdom, Wu Province was the domain of barbarian tribes to the south of the kingdom. It was only a millennium ago that the Infinite Sect conquered the region, incorporating it into Yu Kingdom.


    The indigenous sects of Wu Province were established by these barbarians, practicing methods like Gu cultivation, ghost nurturing, and corpse refining¡ªall considered demonic arts.


    The Infinite Sect had adopted many of their techniques, which contributed to its rise as a formidable force of the demonic path within the Yu Kingdom.


    Aware of the indigenous sects'' fearsome nature, the Infinite Sect knew too well the perils of underestimating them. Though these sects might lack a significant number of Golden Core cultivators, their intimate knowledge of Wu Province allowed them to effortlessly eliminate any invaders in the jungles, swamps, and valleys.


    After evaluating the gains and losses, the Infinite Sect decided against fully annexing Wu Province, instead treating it as a resource-rich backyard from which various materials could be harvested. Observing this, the local sects maintained a peaceful coexistence with the Infinite Sect.


    This equilibrium persisted until the fall of the Infinite Sect when Wu Province was handed over to the Heavenly Seal Sect by the righteous Five Sects, and thus the war ignited.


    After advancing a distance, the five cultivators split up, each heading towards their designated targets as the full-scale war between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the indigenous sects of Wu Province erupted.


    To the east of Extreme Yin Cave, over ten thousand li, lay the frontline. Naturally, the five Foundation Establishment stage cultivators could not all be deployed in one location. The current battlefront required fresh forces at every turn, particularly fierce at the locations of the Thousand Insects Sect, Blood Fury Sect, and Bone Refining Manor¡ªthree of the indigenous factions.


    The specific mission received by Extreme Yin Cave was to conquer the Thousand Insects Sect. This sect was one of the twelve most powerful in Wu Province, commanding nearly thirty smaller factions.


    The first and second waves of cultivators from the Heavenly Seal Sect had been entangled with the Thousand Insects Sect and its subordinate factions. Their primary method of attack involved the use of Gu¡ªpoisoning and assassination were just some of the myriad tactics they employed.


    Li Xuanming and the others each had their tasks, though not directly assaulting the Thousand Insects Sect itself but targeting its affiliated smaller factions.


    After all, the Thousand Insects Sect was also guarded by Golden Core Ancestors. Though they numbered only two, significantly fewer than those at Heavenly Seal Sect, a Golden Core ancestor was still a force to be reckoned with. Without direct engagement from both sides, there was little room for Foundation Establishment stage cultivators to make an impact.


    "First, I''ll assess the situation; if the conflict is too intense, I''ll simply retreat to the Blue Star. There''s no need to take unnecessary risks here," Chu Xuan had long decided on his strategy. Fight if he could win, flee if he could not. After all, with the Blood Mirror at his disposal, he could freely travel between the two realms.


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    A day later, Chu Xuan arrived at the outskirts of Ironwire Mountain. Among the affiliated sects of the Thousand Insects Sect, Ironwire Mountain was one of the larger ones. It was guarded by only six Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, with no Golden Core powerhouses.


    Recently, a mysterious mist had enveloped Ironwire Mountain, trapping three early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Heavenly Seal Sect within it, including a direct descendant of a Golden Core powerhouse from the sect.


    Chu Xuan accepted the mission to rescue the trapped cultivators. He had not yet reached his destination when he saw thick fog swirling around Ironwire Mountain, with sporadic flashes of magical light visible within it.


    "The reports didn''t mention the fog being this dense," Chu Xuan muttered, frowning.


    He had only taken a few steps when he came upon several dead Qi Refining stage cultivators, their bodies strewn across the ground. Numerous civilians who were unable to escape had also perished in the aftermath of the battle.


    Suddenly, a figure shot out from the mist towards Chu Xuan. He swiftly dodged aside. Upon closer inspection, he saw it was a Heavenly Seal Sect Qi Refining stage cultivator, his chest caved in and his right leg severed at the thigh.


    Several dark, ironwire-like worms were writhing and feasting on his body. Before Chu Xuan could even speak, the cultivator breathed his last in a tragic death.


    Chu Xuan''s frown deepened. Those worms were the infamous Ironwire Worms, Ironwire Mountain''s signature Gu.


    "Are you the reinforcement? Follow me! Into the fog!" A shout came from behind him. Chu Xuan looked back and spotted two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, both clad in the Heavenly Seal Sect''s Foundation robes, though he did not recognize either of them.


    Chu Xuan narrowed his eyes and did not rashly approach. It was possible that the two cultivators were impostors.


    "Show me your identities," he shouted to the two cultivators.


    Upon hearing this, the cultivators immediately took out two tokens from the Heavenly Seal Sect and activated them.


    The tokens emitted a faint glow.


    Seeing this, Chu Xuan nodded silently.


    "Two''s company; that''s reassuring," Chu Xuan thought, not hesitating to join them. He had no desire to venture into Ironwire Mountain alone, especially given the menacing fog. Who knew what horrors lay within it? More companions meant more security.


    After joining up, the three exchanged names. Chu Xuan quickly learned their identities. The burly cultivator was named Zhao Luan, and the tall, thin one was Zhou Yu, both from the second wave of reinforcements. Though they did not explicitly state their cultivation levels, Chu Xuan could sense that both were likely at the early stages of the Foundation Establishment.


    No sooner had the trio set off towards Ironwire Mountain than they saw a figure, blood-soaked and fleeing in panic.


    "Run! Run!" The man''s eyes were wide with terror. Even upon seeing Chu Xuan and the others, he didn''t stop to explain, his pace unrelenting.


    Chu Xuan gave the man a quick glance and sensed several Ironwire Worms rampaging through his viscera. Even if he escaped the immediate danger, his death was certain.


    Chu Xuan''s brow furrowed. Was Ironwire Mountain truly this horrifying?


    Zhao Luan scoffed, "I know that man, a mere rogue cultivator who barely managed to reach the Foundation Establishment stage. Don''t mind him; let''s keep moving. Rescuing those three trapped Foundation Establishment stage cultivators will net us three hundred sect contribution points¡ªa too good opportunity to miss."


    "Just follow me," he assured them.


    Zhou Yu whispered, "Brother Zhao is at the third level of Foundation Establishment, almost stepping into the fourth. Chu, do not worry. With him leading, we shall be safe."


    Chu Xuan nodded.


    But in the next moment, Zhao Luan began to mutter, "It''s so itchy... why is it so itchy..." He frantically scratched his back.


    Turning to look, Chu Xuan was shocked to see two Ironwire Worms burrowing fiercely into Zhao Luan''s back.


    "Do you guys feel itchy too?" Zhao Luan turned to Chu Xuan and Zhou Yu.


    Zhou Yu suddenly realized that two strange white worms were emerging from Zhao Luan''s eyes, but he was oblivious!


    Zhou Yu''s mouth hung open in shock.


    Chu Xuan growled, "Retreat! There''s a powerful Gu Master nearby!"


    He admitted to himself that he lacked such a stealthy method of Gu placement. Unnoticed, Zhao Luan had been afflicted with Gu!


    Zhou Yu swallowed hard and immediately started to run.


    "Hey, where are you guys... why can''t I see you?" Zhao Luan''s vision had been devoured by the Gu worms without his awareness. He didn''t realize that Chu Xuan and Zhou Yu had already turned to flee.


    "It''s itchy... so itchy!" Zhao Luan felt the itchiness transform into pain. Driven mad, he scratched fiercely with his nails, tearing his skin until blood flowed freely.


    With a heavy thud, he fell from midair, crashing into a mix of blood and mud. The Gu worms swarmed over him, engulfing him completely.

 Chapter 77: The Only Hope Lies in the Immortal

    Elsewhere, Chu Xuan and Zhou Yu were nearing the exit of the mist. Suddenly, a cold snort echoed behind them.


    "Hmph, thinking of escaping? Leave your life behind!"


    A foul wind, reeking of blood, struck without warning. Zhou Yu, unable to react in time, was violently hit in the back and sent flying, his fate unknown.


    Behind Chu Xuan, a crimson blood shadow abruptly appeared, shielding him from this vicious strike¡ªit was the Blood Evil Shadow!


    Chu Xuan grunted, using the rebounding force to break free from the mist and flee for his life.


    "The Ironwire Mountain is perilous, beyond my current abilities," he thought. "Time to lay low on the Blue Star for a while."


    Gazing at the ever-churning mist, Chu Xuan shook his head and swiftly retreated.


    ...


    On the Blue Star, Chu Xuan once again sat cross-legged within a grand formation, at the eye of a storm. Yin Evil Qi within the formation converged towards him.


    "Not enough, still not enough," he murmured. "Even with such an immense amount of Yin Evil Qi to sustain me, it requires painstaking efforts to advance further. The root cause is my own mediocre aptitude."


    Chu Xuan could not help but shake his head, knowing well his own limitations.


    Spiritual roots are classified from inferior, to common, superior, and ultimate. Above the ultimate spiritual roots are the rare Earth and Heavenly roots, seldom seen talents.


    In the entire realm of Yu Kingdom, Chu Xuan had only heard of an ultimate Fire Spiritual Root that appeared four hundred years ago. This prodigy was meant to be taken in by the Divine Star Sect, but the Heaven Burning Sect of the southern Yue Kingdom intercepted and seized the child.


    This incident had been the root of the long-standing enmity between the Divine Star Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect.


    Chu Xuan''s own spiritual root was merely a common Wood-aligned root, suited for cultivating wood element techniques.


    His "astonishing" cultivation speed was only due to the significant difference in the flow of time between the Mystic Azure Realm and Blue Star. While others thought he had trained for merely a month, he had actually undergone ten months of rigorous cultivation!


    A thought suddenly occurred to Chu Xuan.


    "Besides spiritual roots, cultivators also possess spiritual bodies," he pondered. "Both spiritual roots and bodies are innate, but they can be compensated for through acquired means. However, to remedy a spiritual root, one must at least reach the Golden Core stage. For me, cultivating an acquired spiritual body is the best approach. Some demonic techniques allow one to extract others'' spiritual bodies and graft them onto oneself. Alternatively, through certain inhumane methods, like the blood sacrifice of numerous beings, one can create an acquired spiritual body."


    Chu Xuan contemplated this possibility. It was indeed a viable method.


    There existed methods to recreate acquired spiritual bodies in the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, but the requirements were exceedingly stringent.


    Chu Xuan had previously dismissed the idea, but now, in his quest to hasten his cultivation, he resolved to prioritize this endeavor.


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    "The Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture details three methods to forge acquired spiritual bodies," he mused. "The first is the Ice Drinking Spiritual Body. One must consume ice-attribute spiritual materials daily and ideally cultivate in an extremely cold environment. After three months, the Ice Drinking Body can reach a minor state of completion, where one''s every move is accompanied by the essence of frost.


    The second is the Crimson Blood Spiritual Body. This requires soaking in the blood of Foundation Establishment stage demonic beasts for forty-nine days, changing the blood daily. Once minor completion is achieved, one''s blood circulation speeds up, greatly enhancing the power of physical close-combat techniques.


    The third is the Evil Wood Spiritual Body. This involves consuming wood-attribute spiritual materials every three days, thirty-three times in total. Once minor completion is achieved, wounds heal much faster, physical defense is enhanced, and one gains the unique ability to manipulate trees."


    Chu Xuan pondered these options and dismissed the Ice Drinking Spiritual Body and Crimson Blood Spiritual Body.


    The Ice Drinking Spiritual Body, though potent, did not align with his attributes, and extremely cold materials were hard to come by.


    The Crimson Blood Spiritual Body was even less feasible¡ªwhere could he possibly find the blood of forty-nine different Foundation Establishment stage demonic beasts?


    The Evil Wood Spiritual Body, however, was well-suited to his attributes and not as challenging to undertake. The only question was whether this zombie planet possessed any wood-attribute spiritual materials.


    "Seems I need to spend some time searching," he concluded.


    With that, Chu Xuan rose and, mounting his flying sword, vanished without a trace.


    ...


    On the outskirts of East Lake City, three strange mushroomen collapsed, facing the sky. After a few convulsions, they lay still.


    Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan panted heavily, their tense muscles slowly relaxing.


    Wang Gangjian glanced at the gaunt Tang Jinchuan and chuckled wryly. "Tang, it seems your body fat isn''t serving you well."


    Tang Jinchuan, still frightened, replied, "Those mushroomen were too resilient; I threw several spears, and they didn''t die. This body fat isn''t good for forming many long spears."


    Wang Gangjian waved his hand. The survivors who had been waiting nearby rushed forward, dousing the three mushroomen in gasoline and setting them alight.


    Flames roared high, and the corpses sizzled, emitting faint screams as if in agony.


    Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan stood in silence, gazing at the charred remains.


    Not long ago, these had been three young men from the Black Blade Security Company, reliable and loyal. In just one day, they had been transformed into horrific mushroomen.


    Now, all that Wang Gangjian, Tang Jinchuan, and the other Superhumans could do was to burn their bodies, ensuring the dreadful "mushroomization" wouldn''t spread to others.


    Another figure then arrived by car. It was Wang Gangjian''s cousin, Wang Yong.


    Wang Gangjian''s face lit up momentarily as he asked in a low voice, "Did you get through?"


    Wang Yong shook his head, his voice even lower, "No contact, and I''ve received some bad news."


    Wang Gangjian''s expression darkened, "Go ahead."


    "Some folks from the Ship Gang told me this," Wang Yong whispered. "Dragon River City has completely succumbed to mushroomization. Ye Nantian has vanished, and of the four leaders, only Xiong Xing survived. The Linjiang Army... has completely disintegrated."


    Wang Gangjian''s face turned ashen. He could not have imagined that within just over a month of the mushrooms appearing, the situation would deteriorate to such an extent.


    Even Dragon River City, the stronghold of the Linjiang Army, had turned into a city of mushrooms. General Ye Nantian, a powerful Level 4 superhuman, was nowhere to be found!


    "I..." Wang Gangjian tried to speak but found himself reeling.


    Wang Yong and Tang Jinchuan quickly steadied him.


    Wang Yong spoke solemnly, "Brother, we could seek refuge with the Ship Gang. I''ve heard they temporarily repelled a group of mushroomen and might have a way to fight them."


    Wang Gangjian managed a bitter smile. The Ship Gang had always been at odds with the Linjiang Army. As a former soldier of the Linjiang Army, and with Black Blade heavily influenced by the same, how could they switch allegiance to the Ship Gang now?


    "Boss, I suggest we try to find that immortal again today," Tang Jinchuan said earnestly. "The Linjiang Army is no longer a viable option. Our only hope now lies with that immortal. If he won''t help us the first or second time, we''ll ask a third or a fourth time. Where there''s a will, there''s a way! We''ll give the immortal whatever he wants!"


    Wang Gangjian sighed deeply, "I just fear... the immortal might not be interested in what we have to offer."


    "Let''s try both¡ªthe Ship Gang and the immortal," he decided. "Yong, you go to the Ship Gang. Tang, let''s head to the Haotai Hotel together. We must persuade the immortal to help us."

 Chapter 78: Mushroom City! Mushrooman!

    High in the sky, Chu Xuan flew recklessly aboard his flying sword. Some birds, overly bold, attempted to prey upon him but were easily slain by his hand.


    Gazing down at the desolate cities below, Chu Xuan''s eyes sparked with curiosity.


    "Interesting, a Mushroom City?"


    His vision captured a city to the east of East Lake City, completely overrun by mushrooms. The ground, walls, corpses, and even telephone poles were festooned with various fungi¡ªred, green, yellow, white... They were everywhere.


    A gentle breeze stirred, causing the mushrooms to dance lightly, dispersing their spores which drifted toward East Lake City on the wind.


    Sensing Chu Xuan, a living being, the spores seemed to veer towards him.


    With a flick of his wrist, Chu Xuan launched a ball of fire. The flames erupted, instantly turning the spores to ashes.


    Without touching the ground, Chu Xuan stood on his flying sword, surveying the city. Everywhere he looked, mushrooms dominated the landscape. At first glance, the scene appeared vibrantly alive. Yet, a closer sense revealed a profound silence¡ªas if all life had been devoured.


    "It seems a number of interesting beings have emerged during my seclusion," Chu Xuan mused, more intrigued than alarmed. He never considered these creatures a threat. To him, as long as one was sufficiently powerful, all beings were mere insects to be crushed at will. The only distinction lay in their utility¡ªsome were useless, while others could be of great value.


    Scanning the city, Chu Xuan saw no signs of other life forms. He continued his flight towards the east. Soon, he crossed the borders of Linjiang Province, reaching the boundary of Hanhai Province.


    "Hanhai Province," he noted. "There are even more Mushroom Cities here. If I recall, the dominant force in this area is Ship Gang..."


    Chu Xuan looked down at the mushrooms spreading across the land like a malignant growth, deep in thought...


    Hanhai Province, Yuhai City.


    This city was the capital of Hanhai Province and the core territory of the Ship Gang. It should have been the safest place.


    However, it was now overrun by mushrooms. Gunfire echoed through the streets and alleys as Mushrooman fell, only for more to rise in their place. Those survivors who were slightly contaminated or had inhaled mushroom spores underwent drastic transformations within an hour, and without prompt medical intervention, they too would join the ranks of the Mushroomen. These terrifying mushrooms were thus able to sweep through areas unchecked.


    "Die!" bellowed the Old Captain, his muscles bulging alarmingly, his arms now thicker than his thighs.


    He swung a massive, heavy ship anchor, smashing a mushroom person into a pulp. He was a powerful Level 4 Enhanced Superhuman, specialized like most in his class, with arms that could expand to four times their normal size, allowing him to swing weights far beyond normal limits.


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    "Old Lu! Another wave of Mushrooman is coming, stop them!" the Old Captain roared.


    However, there was no response from that direction.


    With a fierce stomp, the Old Captain crushed the head of a mushroom person underfoot and moved to higher ground for a better view. To his horror, he saw that a Superhuman squad in that area had been overwhelmed. His familiar comrade, Old Lu, had mushrooms growing on his left side. Sanity and madness flickered across his face as if two people were struggling in a tug-of-war.


    Barely holding onto his sanity, Old Lu drew a short knife from his belt and stabbed it into his own arm. The intense pain momentarily gave him the upper hand over the madness.


    "Captain... kill me!" he pleaded. But in the next instant, he lunged ferociously at the Old Captain.


    The mushroomization had enhanced his physical strength. Within three seconds, he was upon the Old Captain, his mouth filled with mushrooms opening wide to spray spores.


    "Rest in peace..." Old Captain''s face filled with sorrow, swung the anchor hard. With a sickening crunch, Old Lu''s head was smashed into the concrete, mixing red blood and white brain matter. His body twitched momentarily before finally going still.


    In the distance, intense gunfire continued. Soon, a squad fighting a retreating battle joined the Old Captain. The leader of the squad was a robust man named Feng Biao. Like the Old Captain, he had been a fisherman in the East Sea before the zombie outbreak and had fortunately awakened his talents to become a superhuman.


    "How about the north area?" Old Captain inquired in a hurry


    Feng Biao shook his head and spoke in a low voice, "It''s fallen. Everyone else is dead except for us."


    Old Captain''s face turned dark.


    Just a month earlier, sporadic mushrooms had begun appearing around Yuhai City, but no one was concerned. After all, the Ship Gang had previously repelled an attack by a group of Mushroomen with ease. Those Mushroomen had been fragile; a single Level 1 Superhuman could take on two or three of them, and a few survivors could kill them with bullets.


    People had thought all Mushroomen were so weak, and they scoffed at the fall of the Linjiang Army, mocking their defeat by such feeble creatures. This complacency had seeped into the Ship Gang''s Superhumans, loosening their vigilance.


    The Old Captain had ordered daily checks of water and food supplies to ensure they weren''t contaminated by mushroom spores. However, his orders hadn''t been fully implemented¡ªa failure to fully comply with such measures meant total non-compliance due to the contagious nature of the spores!


    As a result, a flood-like spread of mushroomization engulfed the north, south, and west districts. Within days, these areas saw a surge of Mushrooman, killing countless ordinary people under the Ship Gang''s protection, transforming them into more of their kind.


    The only apparent escape for the Ship Gang seemed to be to board ships in the eastern district and flee to sea. But the Old Captain knew that this was tantamount to seeking death.


    The ocean was now even more terrifying than the land. Who knew how many sea creatures had mutated in the deep ocean, their enormous bodies possessing immense strength? A mere thrash from them could likely whip up massive waves capable of capsizing ships. Taking to the boats was a desperate last resort. But it seemed now that it was the only option left.


    "The Linjiang Army has already disintegrated, and Ye Nantian''s whereabouts are unknown. Who else can we count on..."


    For the first time, a look of confusion appeared in the Old Captain''s eyes as he glanced at the few remaining men beside him.


    Feng Biao, seeing the confusion in the eyes of this normally steadfast leader, sighed deeply.


    The Ship Gang, the largest force in Hanhai Province¡ªcould it too disintegrate like the Linjiang Army, each man fighting for himself?


    "Let''s go, withdraw to the eastern district, and get on the ships," Old Captain commanded gravely. "We''ll stay close to the coast and avoid the open sea."


    "Yes," Feng Biao and the others nodded.


    Boarding the ships was a last resort, perhaps even a case of drinking poison to quench thirst. But dying later rather than sooner still made a difference. By preserving their lives now, there might still be a chance for a resurgence in the future.

 Chapter 79: The Immortal Is Coming

    However, as they broke through the encirclement of Mushroomen and reached the eastern district, they found the squad left to guard the area standing still, their eyes vacant and bodies occasionally twitching. Their bodies were already sprouting various colorful mushrooms.


    Among these people stood a yellow figure with a strange, umbrella-like cap¡ªit didn''t resemble a mushrooman but rather appeared to be a humanoid formed from mushrooms.


    "My name... Stinkhorn... pleased to... meet you," the yellow figure lifted its head and surprisingly spoke to the Old Captain and the others.


    The faces of them went pale.


    "Did I hear that right? Did it just speak our language?" a commoner cried out in horror, and the others were similarly terrified.


    Though the speech was halting, it was unmistakably human language. Several years had passed since the zombie outbreak, and they had seen all manner of strange creatures, but never a supernatural being that could talk!


    "Flesh is frail... join me... become mushrooms," Stinkhorn laughed heartily.


    Suddenly, the mushrooms all over its body erupted, spewing out a massive cloud of yellow spores, seeming to engulf the Old Captain and the others in the next instant.


    Just then, a bird covered in mushrooms flew through the crowd to Stinkhorn''s side. The bird''s voice was hoarse and grating. "Retreat... hurry.. the Immortal... is coming for you..."


    Stinkhorn paused, confused. "The Immortal? Impossible... isn''t he always in... East Lake City? I was about to... assimilate them. Can''t... retreat."


    The mushroom bird spoke again, "This is... an order from... Ink Cap..."


    Stinkhorn frowned, "Big brother? Alright..."


    The cloud of yellow spores it had just released suddenly withdrew, and sucked back into Stinkhorn''s body.


    Stinkhorn looked at them deeply, wanting to leave but hesitating, as if undecided.


    The Old Captain and Feng Biao prepared to defend themselves, but seeing this, they were momentarily stunned.


    What''s happening? Neither fighting nor fleeing¡ªwhat does this mean?


    "Hmph, consider yourselves... lucky," Stinkhorn snorted coldly and turned to leave.


    However, just as it turned, a black chain like a giant python descended from the sky. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped Stinkhorn completely, binding it tightly like a rope.


    Stinkhorn was stunned, instantly filled with shock and rage.


    "Immortal! The Immortal''s coming!" The mushroom bird cried out, flapping its wings frantically, attempting to escape.


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    Whoosh!


    A fierce gust of wind blew, causing the Old Captain, Feng Biao, and the others to shield their eyes. When they looked again, Stinkhorn was nowhere to be seen. The mushroom bird had been split in two, its flesh and mushrooms mixed into a gruesome paste, lifeless on the ground.


    Feng Biao looked around in astonishment, "Where did the yellow mushroom go?"


    The survivors exchanged puzzled looks. Where had it gone?


    The Old Captain mulled over the word repeatedly. "Immortal? What were the mushroom bird and the Mushrooman talking about?"


    Suddenly, as if receiving a signal, the Mushrooman began to retreat like the tide.


    The survivors, standing atop the ruins, looked up to the sky, crying tears of relief and joy.


    "We survived! We made it!"


    "The Ship Gang stands strong!"


    The Old Captain turned to Feng Biao and the others, speaking sternly, "We must keep the matter of the yellow Mushrooman to ourselves."


    The mere fact that a mushrooman could speak was horrifying enough. Their retreat was not a defeat but a strategic withdrawal, which was even more terrifying. It meant they would return sooner or later. However, this information must not reach the general populace as it could undermine their trust in the Ship Gang.


    Feng Biao nodded vigorously, glaring at his companions, "If anyone leaks what happened today, I''ll throw them into the sea!"


    The survivors shivered and nodded vigorously, understanding the grave consequences of divulging such information.


    ...


    Haotai Hotel.


    Chu Xuan observed the yellow mushrooman before him with interest. He had been aware of the situation developing in the eastern district, where the Old Captain and Feng Biao had been encircled by this yellow mushrooman, but he had initially decided not to intervene. The lives and deaths of others were of no concern to him. However, from the moment the mushrooman began to speak, it piqued Chu Xuan''s interest.


    Even the demonic beasts of the Foundation Establishment stage from the Mystic Azure Realm, which had only opened their spiritual intelligence, could not speak human language. They needed to condense an inner core within their bodies to be able to articulate human speech. Yet, this yellow mushrooman, clearly far less powerful than a Foundation Establishment stage demonic beast, could speak. That was the real reason Chu Xuan had intervened.


    "You''re called Stinkhorn?" Chu Xuan looked down at him with a slight smile.


    Stinkhorn eyed Chu Xuan fearfully and nodded.


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "So, the ''Immortal'' you speak of is me. How did you come to know about me?"


    Stinkhorn remained silent.


    Chu Xuan''s smile took on a teasing edge. "It seems you respond only to force, not kindness." He extended his hand, summoning the Corpse Refining Blood Fire from his Qi Sea to his palm.


    Buzz!


    The blood-red flames roared, filled with the wails of countless tormented souls. As Chu Xuan brought the fire close, Stinkhorn''s surface began to char and curl. Within moments, the scent of roasted mushrooms filled the air.


    "Mmm... quite fragrant," Chu Xuan remarked lightly.


    "Ahh..." Stinkhorn screamed in agony. Fire was its greatest fear, and this "Immortal" could manipulate flames!


    "If you don''t answer, you''ll become just fuel," Chu Xuan stated calmly. The Corpse Refining Blood Fire continued to burn, swiftly engulfing Stinkhorn''s lower half. The aroma of roasted mushrooms grew even stronger, enticing even the zombie-like beings, Long, Hu, and Bao, who sniffed the air with evident desire.


    "Roar, roar, roar!" Bao pointed at Stinkhorn, grinning bashfully as if asking if he could have a bite.


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, "Of course, once I''ve cooked him thoroughly, you can eat all you want."


    "Roar, roar, roar!" The trio of corpses howled excitedly.


    Chu Xuan''s words completely shattered Stinkhorn''s resistance. Terrified, it cried out, "I''ll talk, I''ll talk! We... have known about you... for a long time. We purposely... avoided East Lake City. You are strong... big brother said... not to provoke you."


    Chu Xuan''s interest deepened at this revelation. "We? Big brother? There are more of you?" Under his relentless questioning, Stinkhorn had no choice but to reveal everything.


    "Big brother Ink Cap, second brother Panther Cap, third brother Green Cap, and me, Stinkhorn."


    Chu Xuan repeated these names, chuckling. These were clearly the types of poisonous mushrooms. After absorbing Psionic energy, they had become supernatural beings and adopted these names for themselves.

 Chapter 80: The Terrifying Power of the Immortal

    Stinkhorn, gripped by fear, pleaded, "We have no intention... of being enemies with the Immortal. Could you... let me go back?"


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly, "You expect me to release you after you''ve covertly released spores, sent signals, and attempted to infect me with your mushrooms?"


    Stinkhorn''s expression changed drastically, and a fierce look flashed in its eyes. Seizing the moment when Chu Xuan had retracted the Corpse Refining Blood Fire, it violently erupted with mushrooms from all over its body. In an instant, a thick cloud of yellow gas enveloped Chu Xuan, densely packed with spores.


    If these spores were inhaled, they would cling inside like relentless maggots, making them impossible to expel. They would settle within Chu Xuan''s organs, mushrooming him from the inside out, ultimately transforming him into a mushrooman.


    "Die!" Stinkhorn roared.


    "Interesting," Chu Xuan commented nonchalantly as he enveloped himself in a Blood Shield. This was a Qi Refining stage spell, seldom used by him now, but still more than sufficient to block the yellow spores.


    The spores, alive with malevolent intent, continuously struck the shield, creating ripples across its surface. Yet even a Qi Refining stage spell was impenetrable to them.


    "Such an attack could be considered on par with a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator," Chu Xuan noted with amusement.


    "Release me! Big brother, second brother, third brother... they will arrive soon!" Stinkhorn threatened viciously.


    Chu Xuan merely smiled and waved his hand casually, incinerating the surrounding yellow spores with Corpse Refining Blood Fire. Even the spores that tried to burrow into his pores were repelled by his Spiritual Qi.


    "Don''t kill... don''t kill me!" Stinkhorn howled in terror as it saw its doom approaching.


    Chu Xuan, uninterested in further dialogue, intensified the Corpse Refining Blood Fire, completely engulfing Stinkhorn. Its screams abruptly ceased, and the scent of roasted mushrooms filled the entire rooftop.


    At Chu Xuan''s nod, Bao was the first to rush forward, grabbing the roasted mushroom and devouring it eagerly, savoring every bite.


    Hu had taken several bites and then, from the remains of Stinkhorn''s head, he unearthed an irregular yellow crystal, presenting it to Chu Xuan as if offering a treasure.


    "Hmm? What''s this?" Chu Xuan examined the yellow crystal, deep in thought. It appeared to be Stinkhorn''s Psionic core. He could feel the strong psionic energy pulsating within, far surpassing any supernatural creature''s Psionic core he had encountered before.


    "Could this possibly serve as a wood attribute spiritual item?" Chu Xuan mused, his interest piqued. If he wanted to cultivate the Evil Wood Spiritual Body, he would need to refine a wood attribute spiritual item every three days, a total of thirty-three times to achieve a minor completion.


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    "Its energy might not reach the level of a wood attribute spiritual item, but I can give it a boost!" Chu Xuan recalled another method from the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture.


    For righteous cultivators, spiritual items were rare treasures, obtained either by spending a fortune in markets or by searching through mountains and rivers over long periods. But for demonic cultivators, spiritual items could be created¡ªprovided one had a suitable "seed."


    For wood attribute spiritual items, a wood attribute "seed" was needed. To Chu Xuan, Stinkhorn''s Psionic core seemed an ideal candidate.


    "To create a wood attribute spiritual item, a significant amount of wood attribute beings is needed. Fortunately, there is plenty of mushrooman here." Chu Xuan smiled.


    He instructed, "All of you, go out and capture as many mushrooman as you can. The more, the better."


    "Roar, roar, roar!" The three corpse puppets roared and streaked out like three flashes of black light.


    Chu Xuan then selected a flat piece of land and began to set up an array. The array for creating a wood attribute spiritual item was called the Hundred Woods Nurturing Spirit Array.


    It sounded like a righteous cultivator''s array, but it was, in fact, an unequivocal demonic array. This was because cultivators possessing a wood attribute spiritual root could also be thrown into this array as nourishment to foster the wood attribute spiritual item.


    ...


    In the sprawling expanse of the Great Dream Marsh, located at the tri-province junction of Hanhai, Linjiang, and Jingshan, a vast and vibrant ecosystem thrived.


    Before the zombie outbreak, it was the largest ecological preserve in the Han Country, attracting numerous tourists daily to explore its native flora and fauna. Known for its diverse fungi, over half of the country''s mushroom species were discovered here.


    No one had anticipated that after Psionic energy enveloped the globe, these fungi would develop sentience and form a massive collective.


    At this moment, thousands of mushroomen lay in wait within the marsh, ready for orders. High above, two distinct mushroom figures stood. On the left was a small, dark figure almost entirely obscured by a black cap. On the right stood a robust, emerald figure with a green cap.


    "Big brother, I was about to fully assimilate the human forces in Jingshan Province. Why call me back suddenly?" Green Cap asked in a low voice.


    Ink Cap responded gravely, "The fourth brother was captured by the Immortal."


    Green Cap was taken aback, "Captured by the Immortal? We must rescue him quickly!"


    Ink Cap shook his head, his face expressionless, "No, abandon him immediately. The Immortal''s terror, I have long witnessed. I estimate he''s already dead."


    Green Cap dared not argue. Among the four brothers, Ink Cap was the strongest and wisest. Without him, they would never have ventured beyond the Great Dream Marsh, as the supernatural creatures here alone were a formidable threat.


    "So, you called me back for this? Where''s the second brother?" Green Cap asked again.


    Ink Cap nodded, "The second should be on his way back now. The Immortal has made moves; we don''t know if he''s targeting us. Let''s lay low for a while and watch his actions."


    Green Cap suddenly asked, "What if the Immortal comes for us?"


    Ink Cap shook his head, "It will take the Immortal some time to locate our stronghold. Even if he finds it, reaching here will take him time. I''ve hidden many mushrooms around the Great Dream Marsh; they will detect any approach by the Immortal immediately. Don''t worry."


    Green Cap nodded, "Alright then, I''ll follow your lead and remain hidden for now."


    Just then, a sword hum pierced the sky. A figure in black, standing on a flying sword, appeared abruptly before them.


    "It''s too late to think of hiding now," Chu Xuan said with a smile, looking at the two mushroomen.


    Ink Cap and Green Cap were both startled. They had just been discussing the Immortal a moment ago, and now he was already there in front of them!

 Chapter 81: Little Grass King

    Chu Xuan, observing the two articulate mushroomen, revealed a slight smile. Having set up the Hundred Woods Nurturing Spirit Array and created a wood attribute spiritual item, he had begun searching for the so-called big brother, second brother, and third brother.


    Reviewing maps of the surrounding provinces and analyzing the attack and retreat patterns of the mushrooman, he quickly surmised that they originated from the northern part of Hanhai Province.


    Combining this with the fact that the Great Dream Marsh was renowned for its diverse fungal life, Chu Xuan deduced that their stronghold was likely located there.


    Navigating on his flying sword, his journey was uneventful save for a few overconfident birds that he effortlessly dispatched. Even if he was wrong and the Great Dream Marsh was not the mushrooman''s main base, the trip wouldn''t be a waste. The marsh was teeming with a variety of life forms, potentially housing formidable supernatural creatures.


    Upon reaching the outskirts of the Great Dream Marsh, Chu Xuan immediately noticed mushrooman lurking in dark corners¡ªunderwater, in dead tree trunks, and even underground. It became clear to him that this was indeed the mushrooman''s stronghold, and his guess was confirmed.


    "Kill!" Ink Cap growled, his voice sending ripples through the air. The once tranquil marsh erupted as countless mushrooman awakened from their hiding spots and surged towards Chu Xuan in a frenzy.


    Chu Xuan deployed the Corpse Nurturing Tower, and the three corpse puppets transformed into streaks of black light, tearing through the mushroom ranks. Wherever they passed, mushroomen were thrown backward¡ªchests caved in, heads burst open, or bodies torn in half. They stood no chance against his might.


    At that moment, Green Cap puffed up its body, releasing a cloud of green spores toward Chu Xuan. However, with a casual grasp, a gigantic claw materialized from thin air, clenching tightly around him.


    The cloud of green spores was instantly incinerated by the Corpse Refining Blood Fire, emitting high-pitched squeals as if numerous tiny lives were perishing in the flames.


    Green Cap, tightly gripped by the Yin Evil Demon Claw, made sounds as if it was under immense strain. Painful screams escaped its mouth. Ink Cap watched in horror; Green Cap was nearly as strong as it was, yet it stood no chance at all against Chu Xuan''s power.


    "Immortal, we don''t wish to be your enemies," Ink Cap declared, his gaze fierce. "But if you push us, we will fight with everything we have!"


    Chu Xuan looked on with interest, "Oh? Let''s see what you''ve got."


    With a roar of "Kill!" Ink Cap suddenly unleashed a cloud of black spores from beneath its feet, shrouding itself completely.


    In a surprising turn... it fled.


    Chu Xuan: "..."


    Smart enough to know when to run. But escape was just wishful thinking in front of him.


    "Go, Huikong," Chu Xuan said nonchalantly.


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    Whoosh!


    The Evil Soul Chain shot through the air, snaking like a black python and instantly catching up to Ink Cap from behind. A ferocious, bald-headed spirit burst forth from within the chain¡ªHuikong, the battle monk from the Golden Dragon Temple.


    With a cackle, Huikong pounced, and Ink Cap immediately felt as if a cold, malevolent beast was targeting it. Its speed slowed just enough for the Evil Soul Chain to wrap it up tightly.


    Moments later, the chain dragged Ink Cap back to Chu Xuan''s side. Ink Cap''s eyes darted around, looking for a chance to release a spore cloud, but Chu Xuan swiftly slapped both Ink Cap and Green Cap on their heads.


    The raging Corpse Refining Blood Fire burst forth, incinerating them into two piles of charred remains. No chances were given.


    "Let''s go home," Chu Xuan said, turning away. "Pity we didn''t catch the third one. We couldn''t wrap this up in one go."


    Chu Xuan shook his head in mild regret, contemplating the one that got away. The marsh was quieter now, the immediate threat neutralized, but the air still hummed with the tension of unfinished business.


    ...


    As Panther Cap led his followers through the forests, a sense of urgency gripped him. Ink Cap had warned him that the Immortal was targeting them, and they needed to abandon all their engagements and return to the Great Dream Marsh immediately.


    The terrifying reputation of the Immortal was something Panther Cap had been aware of for quite some time. The mushroom spores, their primary method of information gathering, had relayed countless pieces of intelligence and news back to them, including activities in East Lake City.


    The spores had reached East Lake City several times, carried by the wind, birds, and even zombies¡ªthese were their methods of dissemination. However, the mushrooman were surprised to find that East Lake City lacked suitable hosts for their parasitism; the human population was sparse, and there were no zombies to be found.


    Back then, the intelligence of the mushrooman was not very developed, and the four leaders¡ªthe Mushroom Brothers¡ªwere still naive in their understanding of the world. They instinctively avoided East Lake City due to these unfavorable conditions.


    As they assimilated more humans and supernatural beings, the intelligence of the Mushroom Brothers grew. Eventually, they realized that East Lake City was a forbidden zone, inhabited by an "Immortal."


    In the eyes of the Immortal, all supernatural beings were mere insects¡ªthe only distinction being between those who were useless and those who were useful.


    Every powerful supernatural being that had risen in the southeastern provinces had met its end at the hands of the Immortal. Even the ambitious Zombie Empress, who loved to expand her territory, dared not extend her reach into East Lake City. The Immortal was known to operate out of East Lake City and its surroundings.


    Panther Cap could not understand why the Immortal had suddenly turned his attention toward them. As he pondered and hastened his pace, a sudden chill gripped him as he saw a streak of sword light flash overhead, disappearing as quickly as it appeared¡ªswift like lightning.


    "That was the Immortal''s doing!" he realized. "It came from the direction of the Great Dream Marsh! Could it be that my brothers are dead?"


    A great fear welled up inside Panther Cap. He immediately hid, thankful that the sword light was high above, and seemed in a hurry to return somewhere, not bothering with the ground situation. His presence went unnoticed.


    After waiting ten minutes following the disappearance of the sword light, Panther Cap cautiously emerged from his hiding spot, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked in the direction the light had gone.


    "I can''t stay in the Great Dream Marsh any longer; I must leave this place. I''m the last one left; I must avenge my brothers," he resolved, clenching his teeth.


    Just then, he sensed something unusual. Whirling around, he spotted a tender green sprout not far off on the ground. The small grass, less than thirty centimeters tall, swayed in the wind like a green sprite, its vibrant green color starkly contrasting with the surrounding apocalyptic wasteland¡ªit seemed more like something out of a pristine forest.


    Panther Cap relaxed, "Grass King, it''s you. I thought you were some other supernatural being."


    His eyes burned with fervor, "So, are you here to help me?"


    This sprout of grass was as powerful as the Mushroom Brothers, another extraordinary being in its own right. Nobody knew why a mere weed could become supernatural, and the Mushroom Brothers had wisely never asked.

 Chapter 82: The Future of Black Blade

    Long before, the Mushroom Brothers had forged an alliance with the Grass King, agreeing to mutual non-interference and mutual support.


    Recently, on the advice of the Grass King, the Mushroom Brothers had decided to expand their territory from the Great Dream Marsh.


    However, the Mushroom Brothers were always puzzled as to why the Grass King remained solitary, never seeking to expand its own territory.


    "I am here to help you, of course. Hurry, the Immortal has already arrived in the Great Dream Marsh," the tender voice of the Grass King emerged from the small green sprout.


    Panther Cap pointed in the direction of the fading sword light, "I''ve seen it, the Immortal just flew out of the Marsh. It''s likely that my brothers are all dead."


    The Grass King expressed surprise before asking, "What will you do then? Will you fight the Immortal to the death?"


    Hatred flickered in Panther Cap''s eyes. "Of course, I want revenge! But not now. I will take my followers far from the Great Dream Marsh to find a new territory, where we can secretly gather strength. When I become a level six supernatural being, I will return to kill the Immortal and avenge my brothers!"


    Panther Cap looked at the Grass King, "We are allies; you will help me, right?"


    "Of course, we are allies, eternal allies," the Grass King nodded.


    Panther Cap felt moved, "Thank you."


    "You''re welcome," the Grass King smiled. The next moment, numerous grassroots burst from the soil, piercing into Panther Cap''s body. These roots had been lying in ambush all around him and now emerged suddenly, leaving him no time to react.


    "Why are you attacking me? Weren''t we allies? Didn''t we agree that you take the central provinces and we take the eastern ones?" Panther Cap''s psionic energy was rapidly being drained. He howled in pain and cursed in anger as the Grass King increased the intensity of the extraction.


    "I dare not kill the Immortal," the Grass King said calmly. "I only encouraged you to expand so that you would expose yourselves deliberately."


    In its view, the Mushroom Brothers were a significant threat. Should their power grow, it could potentially endanger its own safety. Rather than wait for that day, it was better to set a trap and lead them to their own destruction.


    Panther Cap''s eyes widened in rage. "You..."


    He couldn''t finish his sentence. The draining of his psionic energy was so severe that he was rapidly losing his intelligence.


    Within minutes, the last of the Mushroom Brothers was drained of all psionic energy, turning into a dried-up husk.


    The Grass King looked in the direction of the departing sword light. "Immortal, may we never meet. Even though it was the golden rain that awakened my intelligence, I still do not wish to encounter you."


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    The Grass King retracted its roots and wrapped itself in its leaves, quickly forming into a sphere. The sphere rolled along the ground and swiftly disappeared from sight.


    ...


    The squeal of brakes tore through the silence as Wang Yong''s van screeched to a halt. He leaped from the vehicle, his face a mask of despair as he surveyed the bridge ahead, completely overrun with mushrooms.


    Tasked by Wang Gangjian to seek assistance from the Ship Gang, he had left Black Blade Security Company, hoping they could help stem the southward tide of mushrooman. But now, the very path to the Ship Gang was also claimed by the encroaching fungi, signaling that even the Ship Gang was in peril.


    "What do we do? Go back?" Wang Yong sighed deeply.


    "Who''s there? Don''t you know this is Ship Gang territory?" a wary voice called from beneath the bridge.


    Wang Yong looked down to see a small boat with two middle-aged men aboard. He sighed in relief and quickly explained the situation, ending with a plea, "Can you help me contact the Ship Gang''s leader? We have no one else to rely on. Whatever the Ship Gang wants, we will provide!"


    The two men exchanged a glance, their expressions odd.


    "Yuhai City was attacked by mushroomen just two days ago, and several superhumans died," one of them said. "We probably can''t help you."


    Wang Yong''s face fell. The Ship Gang had been attacked too? But he quickly seized on a crucial piece of information, "Did the Ship Gang repel the mushrooman?"


    "They did, but the casualties were heavy," the other man replied. "How exactly they repelled them, we don''t know. All we heard was that the mushroomen suddenly ran away."


    Wang Yong was taken aback. They ran away?


    "I have a walkie-talkie; I can ask the boss for you," the calmer of the two offered.


    "Thank you, brother!" Wang Yong expressed his gratitude.


    Moments later, the reply came through: "The Ship Gang doesn''t have the resources to help Linjiang Province''s forces. You''re on your own."


    Wang Yong''s expression froze. "Okay... okay then." He climbed back into his car like a zombie, turned around, and headed back the way he had come.


    The Ship Gang wouldn''t help. The mushrooman were unstoppable. Was there a future for Black Blade? Would they have to relocate en masse as they had when facing the zombie horde?


    As he drove back, Wang Yong''s thoughts drifted to the Immortal. How the initial zombie tide had vanished remained a mystery, but it was clear it had something to do with the Immortal. Would the Immortal intervene again with the mushrooman moving south?


    "The Ship Gang won''t help. The Immortal is our only hope now," he murmured, a flicker of hope reigniting in his eyes. "I hope my cousin can persuade the Immortal..."


    At the Haotai Hotel, no sooner had Chu Xuan returned than he immediately cast the Psionic cores of Ink Cap and Green Cap into the Hundred Woods Nurturing Spirit Array.


    Inside the array, the remains of mushrooman had amassed like a small mountain. At a rough count, there were at least three thousand bodies. Under the influence of the array, these carcasses would transform into rich energy, infusing into the Psionic cores of Ink Cap, Green Cap, and Stinkhorn, and over time, metamorphosing into wood attribute spiritual items.


    "Given the current pace, they should take shape within a year at most," Chu Xuan mused, a smile playing upon his lips. "It remains to be seen, however, just how many wood attribute spiritual items will ultimately emerge."


    If the energy infused was sufficiently abundant and concentrated, a single seed could yield multiple spiritual items. Were this the Mystic Azure Realm, merely procuring spiritual wood would cost a vast sum of spirit stones. The spirit stones required to create wood attribute spiritual items were only about twenty to thirty percent less than buying the items outright.


    But here on Blue Star, spiritual wood could be wholly substituted with mushrooman¡ªa most lucrative venture indeed.


    "I must not exterminate the mushrooman," Chu Xuan pondered. "It would be prudent to cultivate a few more, even if they are not quite as formidable as the Mushroom Brothers. In doing so, I would secure more Psionic cores, enabling the creation of additional wood attribute spiritual items."


    With this thought, Chu Xuan promptly dispatched Long and other corpse puppets to capture more mushrooman and breed them. There would be ample need for their selfless offerings in the future.


    Just then, Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Black Blade''s people have come looking for me again?"


    ...

 Chapter 83: Pledge of Allegiance

    Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan stood anxiously outside the Haotai Hotel, where the mist churned incessantly as if concealing a frenzied dragon. This was their fifth attempt in recent days to summon the immortal residing within. Sadly, there had been no response; their calls had sunk like stones in the ocean. Yet, they could not afford to give up.


    Wang Gangjian was acutely aware that the lives of hundreds from Black Blade rested upon the shoulders of its few superhumans. If they did not strive and fight, all would inevitably perish.


    "Immortal, please assist us," Wang Gangjian pleaded with all his might, his voice earnest. "The mushrooman are too numerous, we are powerless against them. Whatever you desire, if it lies within our power, we will deliver it to you."


    His plea was made without the aid of loudspeakers or recordings, spoken each time from his own lips, lending the appeal a grave sincerity.


    The mist continued to swirl silently. The immortal did not appear.


    Tang Jinchuan''s face was etched with bitterness. "Let''s go, boss..."


    Wang Gangjian sighed and turned to leave. As they turned, they were startled to find a figure standing behind them. Black hair, black eyes, clad entirely in black¡ªit was the immortal!


    Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan were simultaneously shaken and elated. "Immortal!"


    Chu Xuan inquired calmly, "You just said you could give me anything I want?"


    They nodded vigorously without hesitation.


    Chu Xuan''s smile hinted at irony. "What if I wanted you to become zombies, would you agree to that too?"


    The two exchanged a glance, seeing the fear in each other''s eyes. But after a moment of fear, Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan solemnly nodded again.


    "We would," they affirmed. "If our lives could save the hundreds in Black Blade, we would sacrifice ourselves willingly."


    Chu Xuan said no more. Silence fell between them for a moment.


    Eventually, Chu Xuan spoke nonchalantly, "The leaders of the mushrooman are dead, and the rest pose no threat. You need not worry any longer."


    Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan were stunned, their eyes wide with immense relief. The leaders were dead? Truly?


    Instinctively, Wang Gangjian wanted to voice his inquiry but then realized the immortal had no reason to deceive them. He immediately felt at ease.


    "Thank you, Immortal!" The two bowed deeply to Chu Xuan.


    "Do not rush to express gratitude; there are matters I require your assistance with," Chu Xuan said casually.


    Wang Gangjian responded solemnly, "Please command us, Immortal! Black Blade is ready to serve at your beck and call!"


    "I need you to gather intelligence, the more the better," Chu Xuan stated calmly. "From Linjiang Province, Hanhai Province, even to the Han Country. All information on supernatural beings is what I seek."


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    Although he could control the flying sword to search for supernatural beings, just Linjiang Province alone was vast enough to compare with nearly half of Wu Province. It was preferable to obtain intelligence beforehand, and then proceed with the hunt, thus saving time.


    Most of his time was devoted to cultivation, to breaking through to higher realms. Such time should not be wasted lightly.


    Such tasks, if given to the original corpse puppets, were slightly troublesome. Only corpses like Long, Hu, and Bao possessed the intelligence akin to normal humans.


    Lower-ranked corpse soldiers lacked brain capacity. They were not suitable for such tasks.


    Chu Xuan felt that the few from Black Blade Security were quite capable. Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan were of superior mind and reliable.


    "We are willing!" Upon hearing this, Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan were delighted and immediately nodded.


    To serve the Immortal was an immense honor.


    "To serve me is to never rebel, for all eternity," Chu Xuan said indifferently. "Should there be any betrayal, let your bodies be devoured by a thousand corpses, and your souls barred from reincarnation!"


    Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan shuddered. Such words from another might be dismissed as bravado. But coming from the Immortal, they believed he truly possessed such powers!


    Both took a deep breath and declared solemnly, "We are at the Immortal''s command!"


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, flicking his finger lightly.


    Two psionic cores landed precisely in front of them.


    "Swallow them," Chu Xuan said.


    "This..." Both Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan were taken aback at the psionic cores, the size of pigeon eggs.


    Such large psionic cores... surely they were at least third-level. Could we consume them?


    Consuming a psionic core required choosing one that matched or was lower than one''s own level. Forcing a higher-level psionic core could greatly increase the risk of failure. One might be normal one second, and a bloodthirsty monster the next.


    Wang Gangjian swallowed hard, "Immortal, we cannot simply consume Psionic cores; it could be lethal."


    Chu Xuan looked at him and calmly stated, "With me here, you will not die."


    Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan exchanged a glance, reassured by his words. Wang Gangjian gritted his teeth, picked up the third-level Psionic core, and shoved it into his mouth.


    Crunch!


    His teeth crushed the core as if it were candy, quickly transforming into dense Psionic energy that surged through his limbs and body. The violent foreign Psionic rampaged within him like a wild buffalo.


    In the blink of an eye, blood seeped from every pore on Wang Gangjian''s body. Veins on his forehead bulged as he clenched his teeth tightly, a look of intense agony on his face. His eyes bulged out like those of a goldfish, streaked with blood as if he were about to turn into a zombie.


    Tang Jinchuan watched in utter fear, convinced his friend was turning.


    Chu Xuan observed Wang Gangjian thoughtfully. His condition resembled that of a cultivator who had deviated during practice. For cultivators, such deviation meant bleeding from every orifice and potentially bursting apart. For superhumans, it meant complete zombification.


    To alleviate a cultivator''s deviation, one needed to inject external Spiritual Qi to clear their blocked meridians. Presumably, the process was similar for Superhumans.


    Moreover, Psionic energy was inferior to Spiritual Qi. Chu Xuan only needed to intervene slightly to resolve Wang Gangjian''s current condition.


    Watching the pained Wang Gangjian, Chu Xuan unleashed his spiritual sense, enveloping him. In an instant, he saw a massive accumulation of Psionic energy in Wang Gangjian''s chest.


    He flicked his finger. A strand of Spiritual Qi burst forth, piercing directly into Wang Gangjian''s chest and breaking the blockage.


    At that moment, it was as if the skies had cleared. The Psionic energy quickly dispersed, flowing to where it should naturally go¡ªhis organs, bones, blood, and muscles.


    Within a minute, the agony on Wang Gangjian''s face visibly eased. Soon, he lay quietly on the ground, feeling the Psionic energy transform his body.


    This spectacle left Tang Jinchuan wide-eyed and profoundly shaken.


    Immortal... this truly was the work of an Immortal!


    Did this not mean that from now on, as long as they collected enough Psionic cores, they could advance to higher levels without any danger?


    No other supernatural had such a privilege!

 Chapter 84: Three Years Later, Sixth Level Foundation Establishment!

    Moments later, Wang Gangjian opened his eyes. His muscles had swelled considerably. His heart thumped powerfully like a massive water pump, circulating blood throughout his body. His arms had expanded beyond their previous size, the muscles rising like rocks, leaving no doubt about the strength surging within, enough to punch through iron.


    Wang Gangjian, filled with joy, exclaimed excitedly, "Third-level! I''ve become a third-level Superhuman! Thank you, Immortal!"


    Chu Xuan glanced at Tang Jinchuan. "Your turn."


    "Yes." Without further hesitation, Tang Jinchuan immediately consumed the third-level Psionic core he held. He was luckier. Unlike Wang Gangjian, he didn''t experience intense zombification, though his entire body was in excruciating pain as if countless demons were tearing him apart. Continuing this way would not fully absorb the Psionic core''s energy and only waste it.


    With a casual flick, Chu Xuan also dispersed the Psionic blockage for him, turning it into a gentle stream that flowed to its rightful place.


    Moments later, Tang Jinchuan stood up again, unable to hide his excitement, "I am a second-level Superhuman now! Thank you for your gift, Immortal!"


    Chu Xuan calmly said, "Show me your talents."


    "Yes!" Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan did not hesitate. They immediately activated their respective talents. Their talents were [Strong Arm] and [Fat Drain]. With the rise in their Psionic levels, their talents had also grown stronger.


    After observing, Chu Xuan appeared thoughtful. His previous speculation was correct. Psionic was inferior to Spiritual Qi in many respects, and even more so compared to the refined essence of Spiritual Qi. However, in terms of vitality, Psionic could match Spiritual Qi.


    Now, Wang Gangjian, merely a third-level superhuman, possessed tremendous strength, capable of killing a first-level Qi Refining cultivator in close combat. His vitality was comparable to a third-level Qi Refining cultivator.


    Tang Jinchuan''s talent was more versatile. He could extract fat and shape it into various forms for offense and defense, with special applications.


    "Your current strength is barely adequate," Chu Xuan said nonchalantly. "Go back. You know what you should and shouldn''t do."


    "Yes!" The two nodded repeatedly and turned to leave, their hearts still surging with excitement. Upon returning to the Black Blade''s headquarters, their smiles were so broad that the few surviving guards at the gate were utterly baffled.


    Had Boss Wang and Boss Tang taken the wrong medicine? Why were they so joyously happy?


    At this moment, Wang Yong had already returned by car. Upon seeing Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan arrive, he and Song Dayi immediately approached them, eager for news.


    Wang Yong, anxious, said, "Brother, the Ship Gang also suffered an attack by the mushrooman, with heavy casualties. They can''t help us. Did you manage to enlist the Immortal''s help? How did it go?"


    Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan could barely keep their smiles from reaching their ears. "Hahaha! You would never guess what happened." They proceeded to share every detail of their experience.


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    Wang Yong and Song Dayi were utterly astounded.


    "No way! The mushrooman retreated?! Are we now under the Immortal''s command?! And You''re a third-level superhuman now?!"


    Wang Yong and Song Dayi''s eyes bulged in disbelief, struggling to accept what they were hearing.


    "That''s right, we are under the Immortal''s command now," Wang Gangjian stated solemnly. "But the Immortal has high expectations for us; we cannot slack off. The crisis with the mushrooman has been resolved. There are only a few stray ones left wandering outside. Tell the brothers, there''s no need to worry anymore," Tang Jinchuan added with a smile.


    Wang Yong and Song Dayi were so overjoyed they nearly burst into tears, wishing they could embrace and cry together.


    Great! The crisis being resolved is better than anything!


    "Starting today, we at Black Blade need to adjust our strategy," Wang Gangjian declared earnestly. "Our primary task is to gather intelligence for the Immortal¡ªon all major powers, supernatural beings... any information at all! To accomplish this primary task, we need to recruit more superhumans to join and strengthen Black Blade''s force."


    "Yes, we''ll get on it right now," Wang Yong and the others nodded vigorously.


    ...


    Chu Xuan was not particularly concerned with Black Blade''s actions. His own formidable strength, the two third-level Psionic cores, and a one hundred percent advancement success rate were enough to ensure the absolute loyalty of Wang Gangjian and other Superhumans.


    However, if the members of Black Blade proved inadequate for the tasks he assigned or their conduct did not meet his standards, it mattered little. He would simply replace them.


    After all, this planet was not lacking in people. There were plenty who would aspire to act as his agents and gather intelligence for him.


    Chu Xuan rode the flying sword to the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array located in Two Dragons City. He sat cross-legged within the array, circulating the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, drawing in the dense Yin Evil Qi.


    Day by day, his cultivation level rose.


    A year later, he advanced to the fifth level of Foundation Establishment. Two more years passed, and he entered the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.


    During this time, Black Blade delivered copious amounts of intelligence, covering both large and small powers, as well as the whereabouts of supernatural beings.


    Chu Xuan did not need to take action himself; dispatching the trio of corpses, Long, Hu, and Bao, sufficed. He simply needed to sit and cultivate within the array.


    A continuous stream of Psionic cores was brought to him. The Psionic cores from supernatural animals were mostly non-attributive, with a small fraction being fish and thus possessing water attributes. No other attributes were present. However, the Psionic cores from supernatural plants were mostly of the wood attribute, which was good news for Chu Xuan.


    Over the past year, he had acquired nearly twenty wood-attributed Psionic cores. Placed within the Hundred Woods Spirit Nurturing Array, these could create at least twenty wood-attributed spirit objects.


    Furthermore, Chu Xuan realized that after breaking through two minor realms in one go, facing the seventh level of Foundation Establishment presented a significant hurdle.


    The difference between the sixth and seventh levels, though seeming minor, marked a vast gap between the mid and late stages of Foundation Establishment. Many cultivators with lesser spiritual roots were stuck here, exhausting their lifespans without further progress.


    "With my spiritual roots and some diligent effort, I should be able to break through to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, but it will undoubtedly take much longer. Three years, four years, or even five years are all possible. But that would be too long."


    Chu Xuan shook his head.


    According to the flow of time in the Mystic Azure Realm and Blue Star, about three months had passed in the Mystic Azure Realm. The war between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the Wu Province sects should have moved past the meat grinder phase and be nearing its end.


    He needed to quickly reach the late stage of the Foundation Establishment to take part in the spoils.


    "I must refine the Evil Wood Spiritual Body as soon as possible."


    Chu Xuan exhaled and ended his cultivation, steering the flying sword to the outside of the Hundred Woods Spirit Nurturing Array. He was eager to see if the wood-attributed spirit objects had matured.

 Chapter 85: Evil Wood Spiritual Body in Minor Completion!

    Chu Xuan soon arrived outside the Hundred Woods Spirit Nurturing Array. Four corpse puppets were guarding the periphery of the formation, vigilantly monitoring everything around.


    These four corpses, each at about the fourth level of corpse soldiers, possessed different spells: Rapid Eating Technique, Water Storage Technique, Purification Technique, and Self-Destruction Technique.


    Initially crafted by Chu Xuan merely as cannon fodder, he later decided to train them for simple labor rather than waste their potential.


    Thus, Chu Xuan named them based on the spells they possessed: Rapid Eating Corpse, Water Storage Corpse, Purifying Corpse, and Explosive Corpse. Their task was to prevent any zombies or supernatural beings from approaching; anyone daring to intrude would be swiftly executed.


    This was also the case for humans reckless enough to venture too close. After all, Chu Xuan wasn''t particularly concerned about losing a bit of his accumulated virtue for killing a couple of foolhardy survivors.


    Moreover, these four corpse puppets were also responsible for tossing mushrooman captured by Long, Hu, and Bao into the array from various locations. Upon Chu Xuan''s arrival, they emitted respectful roars, welcoming their master.


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly and looked towards the center of the formation. There, fresh corpses of mushrooman had accumulated like a small hill, and many older mushrooman corpses lay on the ground. However, the essence of these corpses had already been absorbed by the array, feeding into the wood attribute embryos.


    Chu Xuan''s gaze then fell on the center. He immediately saw several irregular green crystals shimmering with bright green light, their brilliance far surpassing that of any Psionic core. Clearly, they had matured!


    A look of pleasure crossed Chu Xuan''s face. He reached out, and with a gesture of telekinesis, controlled the green crystals in his hand. Among these crystals, three were especially large and bright. They had been formed using the Psionic cores of Stinkhorn, Ink Cap, and Green Cap.


    Chu Xuan estimated that these three crystals could be considered mid-grade spirit objects at the Foundation Establishment stage. The rest were at least of low-grade quality at the same stage. In other words, he had acquired a total of eighteen wood attribute spirit objects this time!


    Moreover, more wood attribute spirit objects were nearing maturity. From their sheen, Chu Xuan predicted that within five days, he could harvest over twenty more wood attribute spirit objects. This would not only suffice to fully refine the Evil Wood Spiritual Body but also leave surplus spirit objects for future use.


    Whether continuing to consume them to fully develop or even perfect the Evil Wood Spiritual Body, or selling them in the cultivators'' market, all options were excellent.


    "This way, I''ve essentially become a broker between two worlds," Chu Xuan mused with a light chuckle. "Utilizing mushrooman on Blue Star to produce wood attribute spirit objects, then selling them at a high price on Mystic Azure Realm."


    An incredibly profitable venture indeed! By doing so, he acquired a vast amount of spirit stones, while cultivators obtained valuable wood attribute spirit objects¡ªa win-win situation.


    Several days later, as Chu Xuan had predicted, another batch of wood attribute spirit objects matured. After counting them, including the previous ones, he had three mid-grade and forty-one low-grade spirit objects at the Foundation Establishment stage.


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    "That''s enough," Chu Xuan affirmed. He immediately returned to the center of the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array and sat down to commence his cultivation, consuming one of the spirit objects.


    A mid-grade Foundation Establishment stage spirit object dissolved quickly under the influence of his Spiritual Qi, transforming into a powerful surge of wood attribute Spiritual Qi.


    This Qi, guided by his spiritual cultivation, gradually spread throughout his limbs and body, eventually forming a faint network of green veins across his entire being.


    If a Golden Core expert could inspect Chu Xuan internally at this moment, they would discover that from his organs to his skin, subtle green vascular traces ran throughout his body, akin to a new set of organs. With these, Chu Xuan''s affinity for the natural wood Spiritual Qi of the world significantly increased.


    Currently, having consumed only one wood attribute spirit object, these green vascular traces remained faint and fine¡ªhardly visible unless looked at closely. After all thirty-three wood attribute spirit objects were refined, these green traces would become fully interconnected, marking the minor completion of the Evil Wood Spiritual Body!


    Chu Xuan settled down to continue his cultivation, processing one wood attribute spirit object every three days. After ninety-nine days, the green vascular network sprawled across his body like a spiderweb. At that moment, it felt as though a tree had grown within him, its branches and leaves reaching out, sensing everything in the world.


    "It is done!" Chu Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, a look of joy spreading across his face. The Evil Wood Spiritual Body had reached minor completion! From now on, he was a cultivator with a postnatal spiritual body, which would greatly accelerate his cultivation speed compared to those with average spiritual roots. His progress to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment would also quicken substantially.


    Chu Xuan calmed his heart and continued his cultivation, completely disengaged from all external affairs¡ªbe they supernatural beings, Ship Gang, or the Linjiang military. None of these mattered to him now. His only focus was on reaching the seventh level of Foundation Establishment...


    Time passed unknowingly, and another spring and autumn came and went. In the eastern provinces of Linjiang, Hanhai, and Jingshan, collectively known as the Eastern Three Provinces, a rumor began to circulate.


    It was said that in a certain city within Linjiang Province, an immortal resided. This immortal could effortlessly neutralize a horde of zombies capable of annihilating an entire city. The Dual-Headed Pythons that the Linjiang Army struggled to cope with were slain by him on the spot. The mushrooman that swept through the Eastern Three Provinces were easily eradicated by him.


    As time progressed, the tales of the immortal became more divine. Some said he could slay level-five zombies with a single stroke of his sword. Others claimed he could appear thousands of kilometers away in the blink of an eye. There were also stories of him flying through the skies on his sword, rescuing all those suffering and in distress.


    If not for the immortal''s intervention, the Eastern Three Provinces would have long become a realm dominated by supernatural beings, with no space for human survivors to exist. Many survivors felt profound gratitude towards this unseen immortal.


    Compared to the northern part of the Han Country, where the Zombie Empress reigned, or the south plagued by venomous creatures, or the west overrun with man-eating vines, the Eastern Three Provinces seemed almost like a paradise. Here, at least, there were no overwhelmingly powerful supernatural beings; at least, there was a place for the survivors.


    Of course, there were those who harbored discontent or disdain towards the immortal. They thought that, at best, the immortal was merely a powerful superhuman. The term "immortal" was just a self-aggrandizing label. To put it more harshly, they considered him a pretender.


    Furthermore, if the immortal was truly as powerful as the rumors suggested, why hadn''t he appeared earlier to support the collapsing order?


    After so many years of the virus outbreak, which had caused the death and suffering of so many humans, why had he not come forward sooner to save the world?


    Such words, when heard by those who had witnessed Chu Xuan in action, were met with scorn. Idiots. They had not seen the power of the immortal and thus could speak such words. Had they seen even a glimpse of his capabilities, they would be clinging to the immortal''s leg, calling him "father."

 Chapter 86: Late Foundation Establishment! Return to Wu Province!

    The world outside was full of chaos and distractions, but Chu Xuan, now imbued with the Evil Wood Spiritual Body, was calmly focusing on his own plan¡ªbreaking through to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment.


    On this day, after a year of meditative sitting, a sudden surge of energy exploded within Chu Xuan. The bottleneck that had constrained him for three years finally showed signs of loosening.


    Chu Xuan let out a low growl, accelerating the circulation of the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture. Spiritual Qi burst forth from his Qi Sea like a towering tidal wave, repeatedly slamming against the barrier in front of him.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    The first attempt did not break through. Neither did the second. Nor the third, fourth, or fifth... It was only on the sixth attempt that the overwhelming Spiritual Qi finally shattered the barrier.


    In an instant, Chu Xuan felt a profound sense of clarity. When he regained his senses, his Qi Sea had expanded significantly, at least doubling in size compared to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment. This was the difference between the mid and late stages of the Foundation Establishment.


    "Finally, I have entered the late stage of Foundation Establishment!" Chu Xuan stood up, feeling immensely relieved and exhilarated. "With the strength of the late stage of Foundation Establishment, I should be able to claim my share of the chaotic and dangerous Wu Province!"


    Immediately, Chu Xuan activated the Blood Mirror and returned to Mystic Azure Realm!


    ...


    In Wu Province, outside the Ironwire Mountains, within a seemingly ordinary cave, Chu Xuan appeared abruptly.


    Previously, the Extreme Yin Cave had been compelled to join the war under orders from the Heavenly Seal Sect.


    Chu Xuan had been dispatched to the Ironwire Mountains to rescue two cultivators from the Heavenly Seal Sect who were trapped there. He had been ambushed by a Gu Master from the Ironwire Mountains. After assessing the significant disparity in strength between himself and his enemy, he had chosen to retreat to this cave.


    Before heading to Blue Star, he had carefully laid numerous formations within the cave to ensure that no one could discover anything about this place. Now, upon his return, Chu Xuan immediately checked these formations. Confirming that there were no signs of intrusion, he finally felt at ease.


    His biggest concern had been encountering enemies waiting for him immediately upon his arrival through the Blood Mirror¡ªa truly dire scenario.


    "I spent a total of four years cultivating on Blue Star, which amounts to forty-eight months. Converted to the time here, that''s about five months," Chu Xuan mused. "A lot can change in five months. I can''t act rashly; I need to gather intelligence first."


    Disguised with a rugged bearded face, Chu Xuan soared towards the battlefield he remembered. It wasn''t long before he encountered a skirmish. Three Qi Refining stage cultivators were locked in fierce combat. Two were from the Heavenly Seal Sect, while one was a cultivator from the Blood Bee Cave, a sect under the Thousand Insects Sect and roughly equal in power to the Ironwire Mountains.


    Chu Xuan recalled that Li Xuanming had once been tasked with assisting the Blood Bee Cave.


    The Blood Bee Cave cultivator clearly had the upper hand, aggressively commanding a swarm of blood bees, overwhelming the two Heavenly Seal Sect cultivators who were already heavily wounded and depleted of Spiritual Qi.


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    "Senior brother, we should flee!" the shorter and thinner of the two Heavenly Seal Sect cultivators despaired.


    "Junior brother, you run first," the taller and thinner cultivator replied, eyes rolling as he plotted his escape.


    "Die, demonic cultivators of the Heavenly Seal Sect!" the Blood Bee Cave cultivator laughed cruelly, directing the swarm of blood bees towards the taller cultivator.


    In a moment of ruthless decision, the taller cultivator grabbed his shorter companion and threw him behind himself as a shield. The bees swarmed over the smaller cultivator, stinging his face and chest mercilessly. Their sharp mandibles quickly tore away flesh, revealing ghastly white bones underneath.


    "Senior brother! You!" The junior brother screamed in agony, his eyes blazing with rage and betrayal, wishing to incinerate the so-called senior brother into ashes.


    The senior cultivator sneered without looking back, running faster than a rabbit. But he had only made it a few steps when he heard the horrific screams of the Blood Bee Cave cultivator behind him.


    Stopping dead in his tracks, he turned to see the Blood Bee Cave cultivator being violently grasped by a pitch-black ghostly claw. The claw squeezed fiercely, and with a sickening crunch, the cultivator was segmented into several pieces, his blood and flesh scattering everywhere.


    Such effortless killing was not within the capabilities of a mere Qi Refining stage cultivator. This had to be the work of a Foundation Establishment expert!


    He saw a figure in black robes holding the head of the Blood Bee Cave cultivator, apparently casting a spell. The black-robed cultivator waved him over with his other hand.


    Swallowing hard, the tall cultivator hesitantly made his way back, hoping desperately that this mysterious figure hadn''t witnessed his earlier betrayal. Fortuitously, when he arrived, he found his junior brother dead, his features twisted in a gruesome mask of pain, leaving no one alive to accuse him of abandoning his fellow sect member.


    "Many thanks for your lifesaving grace, senior! I am but a humble disciple of the Heavenly Seal Sect at the Qi Refining stage..." The tall cultivator wept bitterly, bowing respectfully.


    However, before he could finish his words, a sinister spectral claw suddenly clenched around him. With a snap, it twisted his head off.


    Chu Xuan watched the cultivator, whose eyes bulged grotesquely and said indifferently, "I have no interest in knowing your name. Searching your soul will suffice."


    A disciple from the Blood Bee Cavern, and another from the Heavenly Seal Sect. Their memories corroborated each other.


    This was perfect for Chu Xuan to piece together the events of the past few months. After briefly examining the memories, Chu Xuan shook his head.


    "The war is still so tense. The Thousand Insects Sect, the Blood Fury Sect, and the Bone Refining Manor are the three largest native sects of Wu Province¡ªcurrently, only the Blood Fury Sect and Bone Refining Manor have fallen to the Heavenly Seal Sect. The Thousand Insects Sect remains unconquered."


    Moreover, Chu Xuan discovered through their memories that nearly forty Foundation Establishment cultivators had perished in the past five months. Despite being outnumbered, the Thousand Insects Sect had exploited the geographical advantage of Wu Province, dragging the Heavenly Seal Sect''s cultivators to their deaths in every marsh, rainforest, and valley.


    The Golden Core masters of both sides had clashed multiple times. Yet the Heavenly Seal Sect had gained no advantage, even suffering a severely injured Golden Core cultivator.


    Chu Xuan sensed something amiss. Despite the resilience of the Thousand Insects Sect, the number of their Golden Core cultivators was few¡ªhardly enough to withstand the combined assault of several of the Heavenly Seal Sect''s Golden Core elites.


    Perhaps, the other four sects of Yu Country were also stirring the pot in the shadows. They wished to see this war drag on.


    Preferably, to drain the Heavenly Seal Sect of its last drop of blood. The day when the Righteous Five Sects became the Righteous Four would be great news for them.


    "Five days ago, Chen Zhaofeng seized a top-grade magic tool from the Thousand Insects Sect, and while fleeing, he was ambushed by two Gu Masters from the Ironwire Mountain, trapped on Ironwire Mountain?"


    At this revelation, Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up.


    A top-grade magic tool! Such rarities were few and far between. At present, the only top-grade magic tool he possessed was the Merit Bell, acquired through slaying and looting from Huikong.


    "Junior Brother Chen, I''m here to save you. Asking for a top-grade magic tool in return isn''t too much, is it? And the Gu Master who once ambushed me, your life shall be taken!"


    With a cold laugh, Chu Xuan directed his flying sword toward Ironwire Mountain.


    Having refined countless Yin Evil Qi and consumed numerous spiritual items for so many years, wasn''t it all for today?

 Chapter 87: Those Who Trespass Ironwire Mountain Shall Perish!

    Three hundred li north of Ironwire Mountain, three figures approached, each riding a flying magic tool. Leading them was Li Xuanming, the great disciple of the Extreme Yin Cave, dressed in flowing white robes and strikingly handsome. Following him were Liu Zhenxiong, the second disciple of the Extreme Yin Cave, and Zhou Yu, a cultivator from the Heavenly Seal Sect.


    Liu Zhenxiong''s flying magic tool carried a securely bound cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, who appeared utterly terrified and devoid of any will to resist, his face etched with despair. As they moved forward, Li Xuanming queried, "Zhou Yu, tell us in detail, what capabilities do the Gu Masters of Ironwire Mountain possess?"


    Zhou Yu forced a smile, "Senior Brother Li, I barely escaped with my life; it was pure luck. I don''t know what methods the Gu Masters of Ironwire Mountain employ."


    Liu Zhenxiong coldly threatened, "Speak now, or I''ll kill you this instant. Who would know how a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator died?"


    Zhou Yu''s face twitched. He had heard that these disciples of the Extreme Yin Cave were no easy fellows. Now, he was even more fearful upon discovering that they dared to kidnap and possibly kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Heavenly Seal Sect''s Flying Mountain Hall.


    Reluctantly, Zhou Yu recounted everything that had happened, "I was here with Zhao Luan and Chu Xuan. Unexpectedly, Zhao Luan was infested by Ironwire Worms, and white Gu worms burrowed out of his eyes. Realizing the danger, Chu Xuan and I decided to retreat immediately. But just as we turned to leave, the Gu Master appeared suddenly and struck us each in the back. I was severely injured, but fortunately, my life-saving Flying Talisman sped up my escape."


    "As for Chu Xuan''s whereabouts, I am unaware. If anything happened to him, it''s not my fault... After all, it was an intelligence failure by the sect... Who knew the Gu Master of Ironwire Mountain was a mid-stage Foundation Establishment..." Zhou Yu shrank as he spoke, fearing a fatal slap from his captors.


    Li Xuanming''s expression showed little change, but he sighed. Chu Xuan had been missing for too long. As the great disciple of the Extreme Yin Cave, he felt obligated to investigate and provide an explanation to his master.


    After some inquiries, he and Liu Zhenxiong learned that the intelligence received by the Heavenly Seal Sect had been gravely erroneous. The Gu Master of Ironwire Mountain was not a novice at the Foundation stage but a mid-stage cultivator.


    The pervasive fog on Ironwire Mountain was far from ordinary, teeming with worm eggs!


    At the time, Chu Xuan had only reached the second level of Foundation Establishment, no match for the Gu Master of Ironwire Mountain. Over the months, there had been no word from Chu Xuan, and it was highly likely that his body had been dragged away by the Gu Master, and used as a nursery for Gu worms.


    Li Xuanming had initially been reluctant to venture into Ironwire Mountain. His cultivation was only marginally equal to that of the Ironwire Mountain Gu Master, who also had the advantage of the terrain. It was uncertain who would prevail.


    However, upon hearing that Chen Zhaofeng, a new disciple of the Extreme Yin Cave, had also been captured by the Gu Master of Ironwire Mountain¡ªand that Chen Zhaofeng possessed a top-grade magic tool¡ªLi Xuanming felt compelled to intervene. His primary motive was to avenge his junior brother; the top-grade magic tool was only secondary.


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    Liu Zhenxiong''s face was filled with rage. He kicked the Foundation Establishment stage cultivator in the stomach, eliciting a pained scream and a mouthful of blood. Liu Zhenxiong growled, "You cur, do you realize your false information has cost the lives of my two junior brothers? Once I kill the Gu Master of Ironwire Mountain, I''ll sever your head to guard their graves!"


    The Foundation Establishment cultivator, overwhelmed with fear, attempted to beg for mercy. However, Liu Zhenxiong had already sewn his mouth shut, leaving him only able to make muffled sounds.


    Soon, the trio arrived outside Ironwire Mountain, which was still shrouded in swirling white mist. This fog, pregnant with grave dangers, promised to turn all unwitting intruders into its sustenance.


    "What''s the plan?" Zhou Yu asked, swallowing nervously and instinctively stepping back. "Just to be clear, I''m not strong enough to deal with this fog."


    Li Xuanming responded calmly, "You won''t need to lift a finger; just cover our rear when the time comes." He turned to Liu Zhenxiong, "Junior brother, it''s on you. Clear the fog, and I''ll lead the way."


    Liu Zhenxiong nodded vigorously and pulled two talismans from his storage bag.


    Zhou Yu''s eyes widened at the sight. Array-breaking talismans! These talismans were high-grade items for those at the Foundation Establishment stage, designed specifically to break through formations.


    Although they were consumable, their value could rival that of a high-grade magic tool. Many cultivators, especially those without substantial resources, wouldn''t even consider buying such talismans. Zhou Yu had scarcely seen them before, but here Liu Zhenxiong produced two without hesitation.


    Indeed, this was the boldness of a demonic cultivator from the Extreme Yin Cave, unhesitant in action, which surely played a part in their capacity to amass wealth.


    Unknowingly, Zhou Yu''s perception shifted slightly.


    "Go!" Liu Zhenxiong infused one of the talismans with his spiritual qi. The talisman flew into the mist and ignited instantly.


    Boom!


    The fog dissipated, and a path was explosively cleared.


    "Follow me!"


    Li Xuanming charged ahead, his palm emitting a yellow flame that crackled fiercely, incinerating the floating worm eggs in the air as it passed. This was none other than the Corpse Refining Blood Fire!


    Without a second thought, Liu Zhenxiong flicked his wrist, and four long nails pinned the limbs of the Foundation Establishment cultivator firmly into the rocks. "I''ll deal with you when I return," he said with a cold huff, then followed Li Xuanming into the mist alongside Zhou Yu.


    Zhou Yu, astonished by the blazing flames, inquired, "Senior Brother Li, what fire is this?"


    Li Xuanming responded emotionlessly, "Corpse Refining Blood Fire."


    Zhou Yu was about to ask more, but upon hearing the name, he immediately clamped his mouth shut. The name alone hinted at demonic practices.


    Recently, as the Heavenly Seal Sect warred with the native sects of Wu Province, the toll on both cultivators and mortals had been heavy. Many resorted to demonic means in secret, slaughtering mortals.


    Zhou Yu had more than once seen cultivators of the Heavenly Seal Sect, outwardly respectable, committing mass murders, blatantly ignoring the righteous sects'' prohibition against slaughtering mortals.


    The Corpse Refining Blood Fire, no doubt, was cultivated from the burning of numerous mortals and cultivators.


    Moments later, the mist surged once more.


    Without hesitation, Liu Zhenxiong activated another array-breaking talisman.


    Boom!


    The fog was blasted away again.


    The trio quickened their pace, breaking through the mist in one fell swoop to reach the foot of Ironwire Mountain. Below this peak was a sight too ghastly to behold.


    The ground was littered with corpses, some riddled with holes from Gu worms, others still fresh. Blood mixed with mud, staining the ground a dark red.


    Zhou Yu felt his stomach churn, nearly vomiting. Yet, Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong seemed unaffected, indifferent to the macabre scene.


    "Demonic cultivators... truly steadfast in resolve," Zhou Yu muttered under his breath, suppressing the urge to retch.


    "Hehehe, you brazen cultivators of the Heavenly Seal Sect really dare to come here," a piercing voice suddenly echoed from all directions. "Those who trespass Ironwire Mountain shall die!"


    Immediately following, countless thumb-sized black Gu worms swarmed towards them!

 Chapter 88: The Weakest of the Three

    Liu Zhenxiong glanced at the incoming swarm and declared in a deep voice, "Black-backed gold beetles, first-level Gu. They fear the flames."


    Li Xuanming nodded, channeling more Spiritual Qi into the Corpse Refining Blood Fire.


    With a booming sound, the flame intensified, enveloping the cluster of Black-backed Gold Beetles in front of them. The air filled with a crackling sound as the insects flew into the flames and were instantly consumed, their bodily energy feeding and amplifying the Corpse Refining Blood Fire.


    This was the terrifying aspect of the Corpse Refining Blood Fire. As long as there was flesh, it needed no external Spiritual Qi to burn endlessly.


    For the other approaching Black-backed Gold Beetles, Liu Zhenxiong carefully retrieved a box and opened it. A green bug slowly awakened inside. Scenting the beetles, it charged like a starving ghost unleashed after decades, causing the beetles to scatter in terror with shrill cries.


    The green bug tore through them like a tiger amongst sheep, shredding the beetles into pieces. Black carapaces, transparent wing cases, and yellow bodily fluids fell to the ground.


    Zhou Yu watched in utter shock. Over the months of conflict, he had encountered the Black-backed Gold Beetles numerous times. Although they were only first-transformation Gu and hardly grew more powerful, their reproduction was rapid and their carapaces tough.


    When deployed, their numbers were overwhelming, much like a plague of locusts. Many early-stage Foundation cultivators found them a nuisance, often forced to retreat when faced with large swarms.


    "What is that green bug?" Zhou Yu asked, noting it seemed to be the bane of the Black-backed Gold Beetles.


    Liu Zhenxiong casually replied, "Green Armor Immortal, it preys on Black-backed Gold Beetles. I''ve brought several types of Gu this time to be prepared, and the Green Armor Immortal is just one of them designed to counter these beetles."


    Zhou Yu''s eyes widened in admiration. Impressive! He felt like a sheltered flower compared to these cultivators from the Extreme Yin Cave, realizing he had much to learn about Gu.


    Before all the Black-backed Gold Beetles were exterminated, the Gu Master could no longer sit idle. He moved like a specter among the ruins and trees, drawing closer to the trio.


    Suddenly, he burst forth, aiming directly at Zhou Yu!


    Zhou Yu frustrated, "Damn it, why target me!"


    "Hmph, you''re the weakest of the three, who else but you should I kill!" The Gu Master sneered, sending a palm strike straight towards Zhou Yu''s face.


    Zhou Yu roared in anger, immediately conjuring a small shield in front of him. He also deployed a water barrier that shimmered around him. Despite these defenses, the impact of the strike sent his blood surging violently, nearly causing him to spit blood on the spot.


    "Just waiting for you to make your move," Liu Zhenxiong muttered, suddenly pinching his fingers together.


    Zhou Yu felt a sharp pain on his shoulder and turned his head to see a bug unexpectedly burrowing out from it. The bug moved incredibly fast and in the blink of an eye, it charged towards the Gu Master. Then, it exploded!


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    The burst of plasma coalesced into terrifying blood claws that latched onto the Gu Master, immobilizing him. At this moment, Zhou Yu''s face was a mask of horror.


    ''What the heck? Liu Zhenxiong patted my shoulder, and he had already placed a Gu there? The methods of these Extreme Yin Cave guys are too terrifying!''


    Liu Zhenxiong watched the Gu Master with an indifferent gaze, having anticipated that he would target the weakest among them, Zhou Yu, and had prepared accordingly.


    "Speak, where is Junior Brother Chen Zhaofeng?" Liu Zhenxiong demanded.


    The Gu Master, far from intimidated, began to laugh maniacally, his laughter growing louder and more intense.


    Li Xuanming furrowed his brows, suddenly realizing something. He stepped forward rapidly and injected his Spiritual Qi into the Gu Master to probe his Qi Sea. Retreating quickly, he exclaimed, "It''s not right, he''s not at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, there are other Gu Masters around!"


    As soon as he spoke, chilling laughter echoed around them. "Reacting only now? Too late!"


    Swish, swish, swish.


    Three figures descended from the sky, positioning themselves in a triangle around them. From beneath the corpse-covered, dark red ground, layers of golden light suddenly rose, instantly forming an array that enveloped Li Xuanming and the others.


    Within the array, three golden beasts rapidly materialized, each a gigantic golden wolf with bared teeth, ready to devour.


    Li Xuanming''s expression shifted slightly. Although not deeply versed in arrays, he recognized many Foundation Establishment stage formations and instantly identified this as the Wolf Soul Killing Array, a mid-tier formation at that level. The array could conjure three golden wolves, and as long as the array''s energy wasn''t completely exhausted, these wolves would continue to revive.


    These native cultivators of Wu Province, when had they acquired such sophisticated formations? During the past five months of warfare, they had never revealed such capabilities!


    Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong were not fools. They immediately suspected that other sects might have joined the war, perhaps even supplying these advanced formations to the native cultivators.


    "Ironwire Mountain forever! Thousand Insects Sect forever!" the trapped Gu Master roared as his skin suddenly swelled and his veins writhed like worms under his skin.


    The trio''s faces changed drastically, and they quickly employed their own methods to defend themselves.


    With a loud bang, the Gu Master exploded like an overinflated balloon, scattering blood, bones, muscles, and organs everywhere.


    Under the influence of Spiritual Qi, these fragments turned into deadly shrapnel, making their impact in such a confined space truly horrifying.


    Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong, both robustly powerful and protected by high-grade magic tools gifted by Wan Wuying, barely managed to withstand the Gu Master''s self-destruction.


    Zhou Yu, however, was not so fortunate. Being only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment and lacking substantial personal resources, his defensive magic tool was instantly shattered, and his protective spells were blown apart. The debris pierced his flesh unimpeded.


    Zhou Yu screamed in agony and fell to the ground. Immediately, the three golden wolves, which had been waiting, pounced.


    Zhou Yu''s leg was bitten off in an instant. Had he not activated a mid-grade Foundation Establishment Gold Light Shield talisman in a desperate attempt to save his life, he would have been devoured by the wolves then and there.


    Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong had to focus intensely on dealing with the wolves. Although they could briefly kill the wolves, the creatures would quickly revive.


    Now that Liu Zhenxiong had run out of array-breaking talismans, they couldn''t break the Wolf Soul Killing Array directly. They had to exhaust the array''s energy to break the encirclement.


    In a roar of fury, Liu Zhenxiong invoked, "Black Beast Demonic Body!"


    His body suddenly swelled, bursting his robes.


    In the blink of an eye, his body was covered in black fur, transforming him into a creature resembling a black demonic beast.


    This was the result of his auxiliary practice, the "Hundred Beasts Body," which has three levels. Having mastered the second level, he could summon the Black Beast Demonic Body, significantly enhancing his physical strength.


    At this point of life and death, there was no longer any reason to hold back their trump cards.

 Chapter 89: Chu Xuans Back!

    Upon seeing Liu Zhenxiong''s transformation, the lead Gu Master quickly took out a small bottle and activated it with Spiritual Qi. A fragrant scent immediately spread and drifted into the Soul Wolf Killing Array.


    Upon inhaling this strange fragrance, Liu Zhenxiong''s swollen muscles swiftly weakened, and the black fur receded. In the blink of an eye, he reverted to his human form.


    Liu Zhenxiong''s expression turned from shock to fury as he roared, "Scattered Blood Fragrance! You know the weakness of the Black Beast Demonic Body! This is impossible!"


    He had always been aware of the vulnerability of the Black Beast Demonic Body, but it was highly unlikely that the native sects of Wu Province, far less informed than the righteous five sects, would know it¡ªunless someone had told them.


    The lead Gu Master cackled, "Liu Zhenxiong, Li Xuanming, right? You have quite the junior brother."


    Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong''s expressions drastically changed. They now had a good idea why their weaknesses were known so clearly to the Gu Masters of Ironwire Mountain.


    "Chen Zhaofeng, show yourself!" Li Xuanming shouted angrily.


    "Well, well, why the necessity to see me, senior brothers?" came the voice of Chen Zhaofeng from behind a large tree. Then, he emerged slowly under the furious gazes of Li Xuanming and the others.


    The lead Gu Master respectfully said, "Senior Brother Chen, they are like fish in a barrel now. As we agreed earlier, these people are for you to deal with."


    Liu Zhenxiong, furious, said, "Chen Zhaofeng! We came all this way to rescue you, and you turn on us?"


    Li Xuanming took a deep breath, "Tell me, why!"


    Chen Zhaofeng smiled slightly, "Because I am now a disciple of the Thousand Insects Sect. Moreover, I am the chief disciple under the Golden Core Grandmaster Hundred Gu Daoist. I can take and use the sect''s treasures as I wish. To me, you two are natural enemies."


    Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong suppressed their rage. This betrayer of his own masters!


    "My two senior brothers are formidable, but let''s wear them down with the Wolf Soul Killing Array and the Gu insects. We''ll make our move when we are fully assured," said Chen Zhaofeng with a faint smile.


    "Very well, Senior Brother Chen," the lead Gu Master nodded respectfully.


    The three Gu Masters from Ironwire Mountain then released various Gu into the array. No matter how strong Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong were, they couldn''t withstand such a tidal onslaught. Their trump cards were dwindling, their Spiritual Qi was drying up, and their injuries were multiplying.


    As for Zhou Yu, several Ironwire Worms had already burrowed into his body, his complexion turning deathly pale.


    Just as the atmosphere tensed to a breaking point, the fog suddenly carried the sizzle of burning flesh. The three Gu Masters felt a stir of apprehension and turned to look behind them.


    A figure strode through the mist. As his face became clear, everyone except the Gu Masters of Ironwire Mountain gasped in shock.


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    Zhou Yu exclaimed, unable to believe his eyes, "Chu Xuan! You''re still alive?!"


    Liu Zhenxiong''s initial joy quickly turned to an urgent warning, "Junior brother, run! Chen Zhaofeng is a traitor!"


    Li Xuanming sighed deeply, "Chu Xuan, this isn''t the time for you, run..."


    Chu Xuan being alive was good news, but stepping into the fog at this moment seemed almost worse than if he had died earlier.


    Chen Zhaofeng looked on, his smile mocking, "Chu Xuan?"


    The lead Gu Master frowned, "Your luck isn''t bad, surviving all this time." It was he who had struck Chu Xuan from behind before. Unfortunately for him, Chu Xuan had escaped.


    Chu Xuan scanned the scene and smirked, "It seems I''ve arrived just in time." He hadn''t expected that his long journey would coincide with Li Xuanming and others attempting to rescue Chen Zhaofeng. Seeing the situation, it appeared Chen Zhaofeng had already betrayed the Extreme Yin Cave.


    This was actually convenient.


    "Kill him; just a mere second layer Foundation Establishment, I can''t be bothered," Chen Zhaofeng dismissed Chu Xuan with a wave of his hand as if swatting a fly.


    Two Gu Masters immediately advanced towards Chu Xuan¡ªone controlling Ironwire Worms and the other commanding Black-backed Gold Beetles, ready to strike from both sides.


    However, they only saw a blur before Chu Xuan vanished from sight, leaving behind only a faint trace of Yin Evil Qi. It was the Yin Evil Escape, powered by Yin Evil Qi.


    In the next instant, a massive demonic claw materialized out of thin air and crushed one of the Gu Masters. The Ironwire Worms he was about to unleash fell to the ground, writhing in agony before quickly expiring.


    The other Gu Master''s pupils shrank in horror as he immediately retreated, summoning an iron carapace for protection.


    "Roar!"


    A massive fist smashed through the iron shield and penetrated his skull. Brain matter, blood, and fragments of bone and carapace sprayed in all directions.


    The observers focused their eyes and were stunned to see a towering, muscular corpse demon. With a single punch, it had exploded the head of a Foundation Establishment cultivator¡ªan undoubtedly powerful corpse general!


    Seeing the two Gu Masters killed instantly, the lead Gu Master''s eyes blazed with fury. Unlike the self-destructing Gu Master, these two were his junior brothers, with whom he had shared daily life. The bond they had was not easily dismissed.


    "I will kill you!" The lead Gu Master stomped the ground ferociously, darting forward rapidly. With his hands glowing red with intense power, he thrust them toward Chu Xuan, unleashing a flurry of red palm strikes that descended like rain.


    However, this was not his true killing move. Hidden within the red palm prints were three Ironwire Worms, aimed directly at Chu Xuan''s vital points for a deadly strike!


    Bang, bang, bang!


    The red palm strikes relentlessly pounded the ground, yet not a single one grazed Chu Xuan''s clothing. To Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Zhou Yu, Chu Xuan seemed like a fierce wind¡ªcompletely untouchable.


    "Such incredible speed, is this the Yin Evil Escape?" Liu Zhenxiong exclaimed in astonishment.


    Li Xuanming watched in awe. Where did Chu Xuan find so much Yin Evil Qi to freely perform the Yin Evil Escape each time, which consumed a considerable amount of energy with each use?


    Whoosh!


    A streak of red suddenly flashed.


    In just an instant, it split two of the sturdy Ironwire Worms in half and devoured them. Before the third worm could strike Chu Xuan, it was blocked by a blood-red shadow¡ªnone other than the Blood Evil Shadow.


    The streak swept out again, similarly slicing the third worm in half. In the blink of an eye, the formidable attack of the Foundation Establishment stage fifth-layer Gu Master was swiftly neutralized by Chu Xuan.


    "It''s my turn now."


    Chu Xuan casually gestured, and the Evil Soul Chain shot out. The chain soul, Huikong, burst forth with a deafening roar, attacking the Gu Master''s mind and causing a momentary shutdown.


    In that brief moment, the Chain like a massive black python completely wrapped around the Gu Master''s neck and tightened securely. With a crisp snap, the head was severed from the body. The head flew through the air, eyes still wide in shock.


    The lingering thoughts of the Gu Master struggled to comprehend. The last time they fought Chu Xuan was barely able to defend himself, yet now he had effortlessly retaliated and killed him. In just a few months, Chu Xuan''s growth had been terrifyingly rapid; he needed to be eliminated quickly...


    But no words would come out anymore. Darkness and cold enveloped him completely.

 Chapter 90: Obligation to Slay the Thousand Insects Sects Cultivators!

    The events unfolded over what felt like an eternity, yet they occurred within just a few breaths'' time. By the time Li Xuanming and the others had gathered their wits, all three Ironwire Mountain Gu Masters lay dead. Only Chen Zhaofeng remained.


    Chu Xuan casually motioned with his hand, and the Evil Soul Chain, like a live python, shook off the blood and hovered beside him. He turned his gaze towards Chen Zhaofeng, whose initially confident expression had turned deathly pale.


    Thud.


    Chen Zhaofeng fell to his knees, crawling towards Chu Xuan through the muck and blood, sobbing uncontrollably. "Senior Brother Chu! It was them, they forced me! They put a Gu worm in my brain!" he pleaded. "We are senior and junior brothers! Master likes me very much! You must save me!"


    His tone was earnest, tears and snot mingling with the blood streaming down his face. Even someone with a trace of compassion might hesitate at this display.


    However, unbeknownst to Chen Zhaofeng, Liu Zhenxiong, Li Xuanming, and Zhou Yu, who were behind him, had noticed something.


    Liu Zhenxiong''s pupils suddenly narrowed. He spotted a subtle movement from Chen Zhaofeng¡ªa talisman!


    "Be careful! A talisman!" Liu Zhenxiong managed to shout a warning, but it was too late.


    "Too late!" Chen Zhaofeng''s pleading face instantly twisted into a snarl. "Die!"


    He raised the talisman, hurling it towards Chu Xuan. However, he was shocked to find that he couldn''t control his right hand. Looking down, he saw that his arm had been cleanly severed at the shoulder, a blood-like Gu worm voraciously devouring his flesh.


    Naturally, the talisman couldn''t be deployed.


    "Aaah!"


    Chen Zhaofeng screamed in agony, clutching his empty shoulder socket, and rolling on the ground.


    Chu Xuan looked down at this junior brother from the Extreme Yin Cave, his expression indifferent.


    In that instant, a thin wire had already silently burrowed into Chen Zhaofeng''s body from the ground. Overwhelmed by his emotions, he hadn''t noticed his right arm being devoured. Even if he hadn''t tried to attack, Chu Xuan would have manipulated his right hand to do so.


    "Senior Brother Chu... I have a top-grade magic tool... I''ll give it to you... spare me..." Chen Zhaofeng continued to wail, pleading for his life.


    But Chu Xuan had already slapped his palm on Chen Zhaofeng''s crown, executing the Soul Search technique. This spell was stronger than the Soul Capturing Gaze; it could reveal everything about a person, down to the time they wet the bed.


    Of course, compared to the dizziness caused by the Soul Capture Eye, the only slightly more severe side effect of the Soul Search technique was that it left the victim into an idiot.


    Moments later, having obtained what he desired, Chu Xuan nonchalantly crushed Chen Zhaofeng''s skull as one might a watermelon. He then stored the body in his Corpse Tower.


    Whether used as nourishment, transformed into blood pearls, or fuel for the Corpse Refining Blood Fire, the corpse of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator was highly valuable.


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    Zhou Yu watched in stunned silence as Chu Xuan methodically executed these tasks. Wasn''t Chen Zhaofeng their fellow sect member from the Extreme Yin Cave?


    Soul searching, seizing treasures, and collecting the corpse¡ªall done in one fluid sequence. To the uninitiated, it might have seemed like they were sworn enemies.


    Chu Xuan then moved forward to dismantle the Wolf Soul Killing Array, effortlessly collecting its flags. Such arrays were more vulnerable from the outside, making them relatively easy to break. Once refurbished by an array master, this array could be useful for his future purposes.


    "Senior brothers, you''ve suffered," Chu Xuan said, helping Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong to their feet.


    Liu Zhenxiong expressed his relief, "Junior brother, we came here to avenge you, never expecting you to still be alive, and your strength has increased so much."


    "Master would be very pleased to know this," he added with satisfaction.


    Li Xuanming, his expression complex, bowed to Chu Xuan, "Thank you, Junior Brother, for saving us. Including that time at Misty Manor, you''ve saved my life twice now."


    He couldn''t discern Chu Xuan''s exact level but surmised it must be at least equal to his own, given the swift dispatch of the three Gu Masters from Ironwire Mountain.


    Chu Xuan merely smiled, "As fellow sect members, it''s only right to help when I can."


    His motivation wasn''t solely to save Li Xuanming but also to assist Liu Zhenxiong, who, unlike a ruthless demonic cultivator, seemed more like a cultivator of the righteous way.


    Chu Xuan remembered how Liu Zhenxiong had covertly given him a Tiger Soul tailsman¡ªa gesture he had not forgotten. His philosophy was simple: those who love me, I cherish; those who hate me, I destroy. Practicing the demonic way was all about indulging one''s passions and following one''s heart.


    Suddenly, a trembling voice came from the ground, "I mean... the three of you... there''s still one person lying here... could you lend a hand... save me, please?"


    Zhou Yu was nearly crying. While his fellow sect members reminisced and shared deep connections, he was nearly being devoured by Ironwire Worms.


    Chu Xuan glanced at Zhou Yu, his tone half-joking, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, your body is barely hanging on. Wouldn''t it be a selfless act to nourish my corpse puppet?"


    Zhou Yu shuddered at the suggestion, protesting quickly, "No, no, no, I think I can still be saved."


    Chu Xuan chuckled and flicked his finger, sending Gangsi shooting towards Zhou Yu. It burrowed into his body and efficiently devoured the remaining Ironwire Worms, as well as cleaned up any residual blood and flesh debris, before returning to Chu Xuan.


    Relieved, Zhou Yu hastily swallowed some healing pills. Liu Zhenxiong then spoke up, his voice grave, "We should leave this place. There could be other Gu Masters lurking."


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "No, there are no more. I searched Chen Zhaofeng''s soul; only these four Foundation Establishment Gu Masters were left on Ironwire Mountain. All the Qi Refining Gu Masters under them have been turned into breeding grounds for their Gu."


    Zhou Yu whispered, "We should still leave... This place is too creepy, and both Senior Brother Li and Liu are injured."


    Chu Xuan smiled, "Now that Chen Zhaofeng has become a chief disciple under the Hundred Insect Daoist, his safety is crucial to the Thousand Insects Sect''s Gu Masters. Just sending out a distress signal would immediately bring Gu Masters here. I found a Thousand Insects Sect signal talisman in his storage bag during the soul search."


    At this, Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong''s eyes lit up. It was a perfect opportunity to lie in wait.


    Chu Xuan began setting up the killing array while continuing, "Senior brothers, heal yourselves now. There will be a good number of Gu Masters arriving soon, and I won''t be able to cover everything."


    "Understood," Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong agreed. Luring and eliminating Gu Masters from the Thousand Insects Sect would be a significant achievement. They could exchange the merit for rare treasures within their sect, an opportunity too good to miss.


    Zhou Yu was on the verge of tears. Despite their agreement to leave, they weren''t moving. "You Extreme Yin Cave cultivators can still fight, but I''m done for! Can''t you consider helping me out?"


    Remembering Zhou Yu, Chu Xuan turned back and smiled, "If Fellow Daoist Zhou feels unable to assist, you could still offer yourself to nourish my corpse puppet. I would be most grateful..."


    Zhou Yu, rallying his dignity, exclaimed, "Slaying the Thousand Insects Sect''s demonic Gu Masters is our bounden duty! How can Fellow Daoist Chu suggest otherwise!"


    Chu Xuan bowed his head, amused, "To see such resolve in Fellow Daoist Zhou truly comforts my heart."

 Chapter 91: Jackpot!

    Two hours later, the clearing at the base of Ironwire Mountain was littered with six bodies¡ªeach a Gu Master of the Thousand Insects Sect.


    Drawn by the signal Chu Xuan had released, these cultivators had hurried to the location without hesitation, dropping all other activities. They arrived unprepared and walked into an ambush where Chu Xuan and his companions had been lying in wait, fully rested and ready.


    The outcome was predictable.


    Chu Xuan and his senior brothers reaped a rich harvest from this setup. Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong each killed a Gu Master while Chu Xuan, with his superior strength, swiftly eliminated two and then another two in a clash.


    As for Zhou Yu, he ended up in a dire situation yet again, with two Ironwire Worms burrowing into his organs. He would have perished if not for Hu, who provided timely assistance.


    "Six storage bags in total; we can divide them equally among the three of us," Chu Xuan suggested, handing over two of the four bags he acquired to Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong. They were taken aback by the gesture.


    "Junior brother, these are your spoils," Liu Zhenxiong objected, shaking his head.


    Chu Xuan smiled. "We jointly finished six Gu Masters. It wouldn''t be right for me to keep everything. Besides, we are fellow sect members."


    Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong reluctantly accepted the storage bags after these words.


    Zhou Yu tentatively raised his hand, "I... I... would like one too..."


    Chu Xuan grinned, "Has Fellow Daoist Zhou made up his mind? To nourish the corpse or the worms?"


    Zhou Yu quickly withdrew his hand, shaking his head like a rattle, "Forget I said anything."


    Chu Xuan smiled subtly. He had already acquired Chen Zhaofeng''s storage bag. Aside from the top magic tool and various treasures bestowed upon Chen by the Hundred Gu Daoist, just the large amount of spirit stones was a tremendous gain. He had also secured the storage bags from the three Gu Masters he had killed earlier. Being too greedy would not be wise.


    If Chu Xuan hadn''t known Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong and if they hadn''t been fellow sect members under Wan Wuying, perhaps he could have kept everything for himself without a word. Given his strength, neither would dare to complain.


    However, considering their shared lineage and the fact that he had just killed Chen Zhaofeng, once highly esteemed by Wan Wuying, the complexities of internal sect relationships were too entangled. It was safer to share some of the spoils to keep potential complaints at bay¡ªafter all, ''He who receives a benefit should never forget it.''


    After scouring Ironwire Mountain clean, the group swiftly departed, riding the Heavenly Star Flying Sword back to the territory of the Extreme Yin Cave. Before leaving, they didn''t forget about the Foundation Establishment cultivator Liu Zhenxiong had nailed down. Once Chu Xuan learned that it was this individual who had provided the erroneous information that led to their initial trouble, he didn''t hesitate to execute him and toss him into the Corpse Nurturing Tower.


    ...


    In the cavernous depths of the Extreme Yin Cave, within the sanctum of Master Wan Wuying, Chu Xuan and his two companions entered in succession, each kneeling on one knee before their master.


    Wu Teng had been waiting inside the cave for some time. Master Wan''s gaze swept past Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong, finally resting on Chu Xuan.


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    He snorted coldly, the oppressive aura of a Golden Core cultivator bursting forth, settling like a mountain upon Chu Xuan''s shoulders, rendering him breathless.


    Master Wan''s voice was stern, "So, you return to report only after the deed is done¡ªcommendable indeed!" He barked, "Tell me, Chu Xuan, did you kill Chen Zhaofeng out of jealousy?"


    Chu Xuan responded firmly, "No, Master, I acted to purge our sect of dishonor!"


    Master Wan scoffed with icy mockery, "How righteously you phrase it! Look at me, Chu Xuan, did you desire the top-grade magic tool he possessed so intensely that it drove you to murder?"


    Chu Xuan met Master Wan''s piercing eyes without hesitation. "Yes, I indeed coveted that top-grade magic tool."


    Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Wu Teng looked on in astonishment. They too had desired the legendary tool, yet none could declare it with such disarming candor.


    Master Wan, momentarily taken aback, soon huffed, "You are brutally honest, at least. Now, tell me, where have you been these past five months? How did you advance from the second level of Foundation Establishment to the seventh so rapidly?"


    As he finished, Master Wan withdrew his overwhelming aura. The invisible weight crushing Chu Xuan dissipated, allowing him to rise.


    He had anticipated that his true cultivation level could not be concealed from Master Wan. The revelation shocked Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Wu Teng.


    The seventh level of the Foundation Establishment? This was a cultivator on the verge of peak mastery. No wonder Chu Xuan possessed such formidable strength, effortlessly slaying three Gu Masters and lying in wait to dispatch four more.


    They too stood up, eager to discover how Chu Xuan had achieved such extraordinary progress.


    Chu Xuan, having rehearsed his explanation, spoke fluently, "Master, I was never merely at the second level of Foundation Establishment but at the fourth. I concealed my true strength, fearing the old saying that ''the nail that sticks out gets hammered down'' might invite envy from other disciples of the Heavenly Seal Sect."


    Master Wan nodded slightly. His student''s caution resonated with his own philosophy. During his days as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he too had understood the perils of prominence and had kept his capabilities concealed.


    Later, Chu Xuan recounted his ordeal at Ironwire Mountain, where a Gu Master had grievously wounded him. He fled desperately, and in a haze, tumbled into an underground valley.


    Chu Xuan''s face betrayed no deception as he wove his tale. It was the typical narrative of a fortuitous fall leading to rapid advancement, replete with all the clich¨¦s of serendipitous encounters.


    Asked about the exact location of this underground valley, he provided evasive, inconsistent answers¡ªnow in the east, then in the west. With Wu Province being a region abundant in mountains and valleys, pinpointing any specific location from Chu Xuan''s vague descriptions was impossible.


    Master Wan Wuying, seasoned and astute, detected the subtext in Chu Xuan''s words. He snorted, "It''s normal to have one''s little secrets. If I hadn''t had my share of fortuitous encounters, I wouldn''t be where I am today."


    "Off you go," he continued dismissively, "You''ve slain so many from the Thousand Insects Sect; the Hundred Gu Daoist will surely be harboring thoughts of vengeance. Better stay in your caves for a few days."


    Chu Xuan and his companions bowed respectfully. "Disciples take their leave."


    "Senior brothers, I shall head back first." Having bid farewell outside Master Wan''s cave, Chu Xuan summoned his Heavenly Star Flying Sword and sped toward the Water Curtain Cave.


    Li Xuanming watched his departing figure, feeling a mix of emotions. Wu Teng chuckled, "Senior Brother Li, it looks like your position as the eldest senior brother might be at risk."


    Li Xuanming responded calmly, "If Junior Brother Chu continues to surpass me, why should I cling to the title of eldest senior brother?"


    The three then dispersed to their respective caves.


    ...


    At the Water Curtain Cave.


    Chu Xuan wasted no time. Upon entering his abode, he unfolded the Blood Mirror and returned to the Blue Star.


    Atop the rooftop of Haotai Hotel, Chu Xuan sat cross-legged on a plush velvet cushion, looking at the six storage bags arrayed before him. One was from Chen Zhaofeng, three from the initial batch of Gu Masters, and two from those who had come to the rescue.


    He first erased the spiritual marks from the five bags and then inspected their contents. As expected, these Gu Masters were mediocre; each had around a thousand small spiritual stones.


    The rest was mostly eggs and food for the worms. As for magic tools, most were of medium quality, with only two superior ones, both suited for offense. Finding them of no use, Chu Xuan planned to sell them at the nameless market when convenient.


    After organizing his loot, Chu Xuan prepared to break the seal on Chen Zhaofeng''s storage bag. "Holy smokes! Jackpot!" he exclaimed as he peered inside.

 Chapter 92: Top Grade Magic Tool, The Blood Beebive

    In Chen Zhaofeng''s storage bag, Chu Xuan found treasures too numerous to count. The first things to catch his eye were small spiritual stones piled into a small mountain, roughly totaling over four thousand pieces. Even medium spiritual stones formed a little mound, numbering at least thirty.


    These stones, if used as energy sources for arrays, could maintain normal operation for up to ten years under typical circumstances, far surpassing the output of small spiritual stones.


    Next, he discovered the top-grade magic tool. It was palm-sized and resembled a beehive, entirely crimson in color with only the residual imprint of Chen Zhaofeng.


    Chu Xuan sensed the nature of the imprint with a click of his tongue, "A soul blood mark, truly a waste of my time."


    The soul blood mark, compared to spirit soul and blood essence marks, was more firmly ingrained and made manipulation as natural as moving one''s own limb, second only to a life-bound mark.


    Eradicating the soul blood mark was naturally the most time-consuming task. Despite Chu Xuan''s soul strength far surpassing Chen Zhaofeng''s, it took him four full hours to erase it.


    Following that, Chu Xuan sanctified the magic tool with his own blood essence, finally bringing it under his control.


    After a while, he opened his eyes, now fully aware of the magic tool''s unique capabilities.


    "The top grade magic tool, the Blood Beehive, contains a millennium-dormant Blood Bee Queen egg... if the Blood Beehive is cultivated as a life-bound magic tool, then the Queen Bee will also become a life-bound Gu. The Blood Bee can differentiate into various tribes.


    The Warrior Bees possess a strong desire for battle and feast on flesh, while the Worker Bees, though not suited for combat, can extract energy from the flesh to produce highly pure blood honey.


    As the Queen advances in rank and her bloodline strengthens, the types of Blood Bees it can differentiate into will increase. This treasure demands a powerful spirit; without sufficient soul strength, one cannot fully control it."


    Chu Xuan marveled at the Blood Beehive''s virtues. It was indeed a valuable item, though it required a strong soul to manage.


    The Thousand Insects Sect, unlike the long-established major sects of the righteous path, lacked secret techniques for soul cultivation. Only a few within the sect could wield the Blood Beehive.


    No wonder the Hundred Gu Daoist made Chen Zhaofeng his chief disciple upon learning he could control the Blood Beehive. And no wonder Wan Wuying, despite treating Chen Zhaofeng well, was betrayed.


    Chu Xuan''s smile deepened. Who wouldn''t covet the Blood Beehive lying before him?


    As for it being a life-bound magic tool... Many cultivators mistakenly believe one can only refine one in a lifetime. If one''s soul is robust enough, and one has ample blood essence to spare without hampering cultivation, then as many life-bound magic tools as desired can be crafted.


    Chu Xuan was exactly the type of cultivator who feared neither soul nor blood essence depletion. For him, cultivation resources were plentiful, and any deficits in soul strength or blood essence could be quickly replenished through various demonic techniques and forbidden arts.


    With the Blood Beehive set aside, Chu Xuan continued to explore the contents of the storage bags.


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    "The ''Thousand Insects Tome'' records the accumulated knowledge of the Thousand Insects Sect on the nurturing and cultivation of thousands of different insects throughout generations of cultivators."


    "The ''Blood Bee Scripture'' was bestowed upon Chen Zhaofeng by the Hundred Gu Daoist. Authored by the previous master of the Blood Beehive, it contains secret methods specifically for breeding blood bees."


    "The ''Six Extreme Gu Technique,'' a superior Foundation Establishment stage technique, is a closely guarded secret of the Thousand Insects Sect. It involves nurturing six types of insects within the cultivator''s skull, torso, and limbs to enhance physical defenses. Impressive, impressive... Damn, I''ve never even heard of these six insects..."


    "The ''Green Wood True Formula,'' also a superior Foundation Establishment stage technique, is one of the main methods practiced by the Imperial Spirit Mountain. Ah, so it was the Chen family who stole this technique from Imperial Spirit Mountain, no wonder they were annihilated by them. This technique is quite balanced and fair; unfortunately, my main cultivation technique is already the ''Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture,'' which makes it difficult to switch."


    Chu Xuan marveled as he flipped through these texts. After safely storing the books, he found some metal ores in the corner of his storage bag, likely gathered by Chen Zhaofeng for crafting tools. His eyes lit up upon discovering a dark, sinister iron ore almost as tall as a person.


    "Such a large piece of Ghost Evil Steel. It will be perfect for incorporating into my Evil Soul Chain!"


    When originally forged, the Evil Soul Chain was already equivalent to a mid-grade magic tool. Incorporating this Ghost Evil Steel would elevate it directly to a high-grade magic tool. No wonder, being a descendant of a cultivator family does have its perks.


    Chu Xuan looked at his haul with a satisfied smile. Indeed, plundering always brings wealth the fastest.


    Having sorted the treasures, Chu Xuan next turned his attention to the Blood Beehive, beginning the process of refining it into his second life-bound magic tool. This required merging a small portion of his soul and blood essence into the magic tool.


    Within a day, he successfully integrated his life-mark into the Blood Beehive, transforming it into his own. He then felt the queen egg at the heart of the Blood Beehive, rapidly awakening under the nourishment of surging spiritual Qi.


    In just a few moments, a pale, tender young Queen Bee emerged from the egg.


    For now, Chu Xuan needed to nourish the young Queen with blood pearls. Once matured and after producing its first batch of Worker Bees, it would command them to gather flesh and produce blood honey to sustain its existence.


    As the number of Worker Bees and the stored blood honey increased, Chu Xuan could leverage this to accelerate his cultivation. After all, the energy contained within the same volume of blood honey far surpassed that in blood pearls and large blood pearls.


    Moreover, at this critical juncture, many were willing to pay dearly for such treasures that could directly enhance one''s strength.


    Seizing this opportunity, Chu Xuan fired up his furnace and began integrating the Ghost Evil Steel into his Evil Soul Chain. Reforging a magic tool required immense effort, but Chu Xuan was unlike other cultivators; he had ample time.


    Moreover, with the immense merit he had accumulated, his lifespan had already been significantly extended by the fates.


    ...


    One day later, the disappearance of seven Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Thousand Insects Sect spread like a storm across the battlefield. After all, these were seven cultivators of considerable standing. Their vanishing significantly weakened the defensive capabilities of the Thousand Insects Sect across various regions.


    The cultivators of the Heavenly Seal Sect could easily surmise that they must have perished. The demise of seven Foundation Establishment cultivators within a single day was an exceedingly rare occurrence. Even late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn''t typically dispatch so many at once¡ªit must have been the work of two or three late-stage cultivators acting together!


    Speculation was rife about who could have slain these seven cultivators, and in the meantime, regardless of who had struck the blow, the morale among the Heavenly Seal Sect cultivators surged tremendously.


    Within the span of seven days, they overran two subordinate factions of the Thousand Insects Sect¡ªthe Blood Bee Cave and the Centipede Manor¡ªand pushed the frontline over a thousand miles inward, nearly reaching the gates of the Thousand Insects Sect itself!


    This advance unsettled not only the native cultivators of the Thousand Insects Sect but also those who had been covertly fanning the flames of this war, inciting further conflict. Now, they too could no longer sit idly by.

 Chapter 93: The Trap

    In the hall of the Thousand Insects Sect, a masked cultivator took a seat. At the head of the hall sat an elderly man with white hair and a beard¡ªnone other than the Hundred Gu Daoist, one of the sect''s Golden Core cultivators.


    The Hundred Gu Daoist growled, "I need a thousand Beast Spirit Talismans, not one less! The survival of our sect hangs in the balance!"


    The corners of the masked cultivator''s mouth twitched. Did you think Beast Spirit Talismans were mere scraps of paper, easily produced in the thousands?


    Struggling to maintain a smile, the masked cultivator replied, "Fellow Daoist, a thousand talismans is too many. At most, we can provide three hundred. But as a friend, I can offer from my own resources ten sets of Foundation Establishment killing arrays and fifty mid-to-high-grade Foundation Establishment magic tools. How does that sound?"


    The expression of the Hundred Gu Daoist softened slightly. After a pause, he said, "Didn''t your sect say they would pressure the Heavenly Seal Sect to pull back some of their cultivators? If the Heavenly Seal Sect continues their current offensive, our lower-ranked cultivators won''t last long."


    The masked cultivator smiled slightly, "That has already been arranged. If nothing goes wrong, within half a month the Heavenly Seal Sect will slow their assault and recall Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu to their headquarters, replacing them with two other Golden Core cultivators. You can rest assured."


    The Hundred Gu Daoist nodded slightly, "Very well then."


    The masked cultivator then produced a jade slip and flicked it towards him, "The matter you asked me to look into has some developments. Your disciple, Chen Zhaofeng, intentionally spread the word that he was trapped at Ironwire Mountain. The leading disciples of the Extreme Yin Cave, Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong, along with the cultivator Zhou Yu from the Heavenly Seal Sect, went to his aid.


    However, when they returned to the Extreme Yin Cave, they were accompanied by an additional person¡ªChu Xuan, the fourth disciple of the Extreme Yin Cave, who had been missing for several months. The deaths of your disciple and the seven Foundation Establishment cultivators are closely tied to them. This jade slip contains their information."


    The Hundred Gu Daoist pressed the jade slip to his forehead and, moments later, crushed it in his hand. Veins throbbed on his forehead as his anger surged.


    "It was indeed those Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Extreme Yin Cave! I must avenge my disciple!"


    The masked cultivator encouraged, "Those young upstarts deserve death, and their master, Wan Wuying, even more so! If you are willing to play a part in a ploy, I assure you we can eliminate Wan Wuying! Once Wan Wuying is dead, those younglings from the Extreme Yin Cave will be at your mercy."


    The Hundred Gu Daoist''s gaze sharpened, "Is that so?"


    The masked cultivator nodded emphatically, "Truly! The Imperial Spirit Mountain only wants that magic treasure!"


    The Hundred Gu Daoist clenched his teeth, his expression dark and undecided. However, the masked cultivator remained composed. He knew the Hundred Gu Daoist''s character well and was confident in his agreement.


    "Very well! I agree! How shall we proceed?"


    Leaning closer, the masked cultivator''s eyes gleamed with a dangerous light, whispering the plan, "Here''s what we''ll do... When the time comes, I''ll give you the signal. It will be a trap."


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    Moments later, the Hundred Gu Daoist burst into laughter, "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Let''s proceed with this plan! You righteous cultivators sure know how to set a trap for someone to fall into!"


    The masked cultivator smiled slightly, unfazed by the remark.


    ...


    At the nameless market, Chu Xuan, disguised as a gaunt middle-aged man, mingled among the crowd.


    The market had expanded significantly since his last visit months ago. Being near the boundaries of the Extreme Yin Cave, the order here was maintained by the sect''s cultivators. With a Golden Core cultivator like Wan Wuying nearby, few dared to cause trouble.


    Some cultivators no longer bothered with disguises and openly used their real identities to purchase blood pearls, Gu insects, corpse puppets, and ghosts.


    Clearly, as the war progressed, many from the Heavenly Seal Sect had shed their pretense of upholding the righteous path. If it meant gaining strength, embracing the demonic path was a small price to pay!


    It was likely that the sect''s Golden Core cultivators had turned a blind eye to these practices, perhaps even engaging in similar methods themselves.


    "Uncle Master," greeted a cultivator at the market entrance, bowing respectfully.


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, casually handing over several storage bags, "Sell these for me." He glanced at the man and chuckled lightly, "Not bad, Qi Refining Level Seven."


    The man, Chen Ge, could barely conceal his excitement, "All thanks to the spiritual stones Uncle Master gave me last time. They helped me survive several battles and even led to some fortuitous encounters, pushing me into the late stage."


    He then sighed, "Sadly, Senior Brothers Wei Hua and Bai Feng were not so fortunate; they perished in the war. I heard their bodies were likely strung up by Ironwire Worms."


    Chen Ge shuddered at the thought.


    Chu Xuan nodded solemnly, feeling a pang of melancholy. Qi Refining cultivators were the lowest stratum in the cultivation world. In the ongoing war between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the native sects of Wu Province, they likely fell every moment.


    Chen Ge continued, "Senior Brother Xu Ming is striving hard, now at Qi Refining Level Eight, above me. Even the elder has said that Xu Ming might have a ten to twenty percent chance of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage."


    He chuckled bitterly, "As for me, that''s unlikely. I''m already thirty-nine, and my potential is nearly depleted. Reaching the late stage of Qi Refining is satisfying enough. In a few years, I plan to go to Plain City to establish a family, hoping to bring some spiritual seedlings to the Extreme Yin Cave."


    Chu Xuan nodded gently. Qi Refining cultivators had lifespans not much different from ordinary humans. If they couldn''t reach Foundation Establishment by sixty, the likelihood of advancing afterward was minimal. Thus, many Qi Refining cultivators chose to leave their sects after sixty to start their own cultivation families.


    For Chen Ge, starting to accumulate familial heritage early was a wise move, providing him with a satisfying resolution to his cultivation journey.


    Chu Xuan felt a pang of wistfulness as he listened to Chen Ge''s plans and apologies. If it weren''t for his Blood Mirror, which allowed him to traverse between two realms, even if he managed to cleanse his demonic cultivator identity by luck, he might end up like Chen Ge, establishing a cultivation family and ending his journey with regrets after a century.


    Chen Ge covered his mouth and whispered, "I apologize, Uncle Master, for speaking out of turn and delaying your time."


    Chu Xuan waved a hand dismissively, "No matter, go on with your business." With a casual gesture, he sent Bao to accompany Chen Ge. Chen Ge nodded and took his leave, setting up his stall on the territory of Qi Refining cultivators.


    Chu Xuan continued leisurely through the market, making his way to a teahouse at the center of the market. Along the way, he overheard numerous Qi Refining cultivators discussing the current state of the war.


    "...If you ask me, it''s definitely Duan Feipeng who is under Ancestor Zhu Taigi''s command! He''s a formidable cultivator at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment!"


    "It''s not necessarily him. Zhao Wuya''s top disciple, Wang Jianyu, is also at the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment and is a master of stealth and assassination. Maybe he infiltrated the Thousand Insects Sect and wiped out those seven cultivators in one fell swoop!"


    "Heh, you''re forgetting about the third of the Heavenly Seal Trio, Han Liuyun, who''s also at the seventh level!"


    "It''s hard to say, it could also be a group of sixth-level Foundation Establishment masters teaming up to take down those from the Thousand Insects Sect in one go."

 Chapter 94: Returning to the Market, Encountering an Old Friend

    Chu Xuan absorbed the surrounding voices into his ears. Duan Feipeng, Wang Jianyu, and Han Liuyun¡ªthese three names he had heard of in passing. They were celebrated as once-in-a-generation prodigies within the Heavenly Seal Sect, collectively known as the ''Three Scions of the Heavenly Seal''.


    It was widely believed among the sect''s Golden Core cultivators that, barring unforeseen circumstances, they were destined to tread the path of the Golden Core.


    Among them, Duan Feipeng possessed an ultimate-grade Thunder Spiritual Root, and Wang Jianyu an ultimate-grade Wind Spiritual Root. Both these types of Spiritual Roots were mutant varieties, inherently more powerful than the traditional five elements'' Spiritual Roots.


    Undoubtedly, below the Golden Core echelon of the Heavenly Seal Sect, these two were the strongest. Even cultivators at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment, of merely average talent, were no match for them. Many advances on the war fronts had been tied to their endeavors.


    Han Liuyun''s talent was slightly inferior, being endowed with a superior-grade Water Spiritual Root. As the third among the Three Scions of the Heavenly Seal, he always ranked last, seldom contending with the other two.


    However, Chu Xuan had no personal interactions with them; his understanding was purely based on hearsay.


    Before long, he approached the teahouse. Despite his absence of five months, the establishment remained unchanged. However, the Qi Refining cultivators guarding the entrance had been replaced several times over.


    Upon his arrival, displaying the aura of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, a slender female cultivator immediately escorted him to the third floor. "May I ask, senior, are you here to buy or to sell?"


    Chu Xuan responded casually, "Both. I have magic tools, cultivation techniques, blood beads, and Gu insects for sale."


    Hearing this, the female cultivator promptly presented a finely crafted mirror, "Senior, you may use this to transmit messages, specifying what you have and what you need. If any of the Foundation Establishment cultivators are interested, they will initiate contact with you."


    Chu Xuan was intrigued by the mirror. It had no defensive capabilities, but it was well-suited for private transactions and communication. However, one could not be too careful¡ªthe creator of the mirror might have left a backdoor in its design.


    He chuckled lightly, "What is this mirror called?"


    "Mirror of the Hundred Fish," the cultivator replied respectfully.


    Chu Xuan nodded and submerged his consciousness into it. He immediately found himself transformed into a small orange fish, swimming in the mirror. After just a few strokes, he saw a string of bubbles passing by. With a gentle tap, one of them emitted a repetitive message, "I want a top-grade magic tool, I want a top-grade magic tool..."


    Chu Xuan rolled his eyes. I want one too, he thought. Currently, he had only two such items himself. Then, he tried forming a bubble of his own.


    "A high-grade offensive magic tool, related to Gu insects. Numerous blood beads, large blood beads... I need superior Foundation Establishment stage techniques and spells."


    He continuously blew several bubbles. Yet, no one responded.


    Just as Chu Xuan was about to retract his divine consciousness, he suddenly saw a bubble flying towards him.


    A voice emanated from within.


    "I want the high-grade magic tool! I''m on my way now!"


    Another bubble flew towards him shortly after.


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    "Blood beads, large blood beads, I want them all; I''ll be at the teahouse shortly."


    Chu Xuan smiled.


    A female cultivator respectfully served him tea and pastries.


    Moments later, a burly cultivator and a gaunt cultivator arrived one after the other.


    Chu Xuan''s gaze sharpened.


    Coincidentally, he recognized both men. The burly cultivator had slightly altered his eyebrows, nose, and mouth.


    However, Chu Xuan''s mastery in disguise techniques was exceptional. He recognized at a glance that this man was the same Han-surnamed burly cultivator from several months ago. Back then, he had purchased the Nurturing Evil Array and the Illustrated Guide to Demonic Arrays from him.


    After five months of warfare, this man had remarkably survived. Clearly, he possessed some real strength. As for the gaunt cultivator, he was Lu Yin, a disciple under Zhao Wuya''s command.


    Initially, Liu Zhenxiong had facilitated a connection, hoping Chu Xuan would foster good relations with Zheng Changqing and Lu Yin, and perhaps purchase a couple of second-grade Gu from Lu Yin.


    Yet, Lu Yin, disregarding the longstanding friendship between Zhao Wuya and Wan Wuying, both Golden Core cultivators, refused any discount, instead demanding a high price.


    In the end, the two parties parted ways amicably.


    The burly cultivator was about to speak with a hearty laugh when Lu Yin, unable to wait, interjected, "Where is that Gu-related top-grade magic tool? I want it! Bring it forth at once!"


    Chu Xuan smiled slightly and took out a magic tool.


    He calmly stated, "Ice Toad Bell, a top-grade offensive magic tool, greatly enhances the attacking desire of the Ice Toad."


    Ice Toad is naturally adept with ice powers. For many cultivators born with variant or ice spiritual roots, Ice Toad was a treasure beyond measure. For Gu cultivators, Ice Toad also served as an excellent means of control.


    Lu Yin''s eyes flickered with pleasure, yet he gave nothing away, "So it''s the Ice Toad Bell, barely passable, I suppose. I have a ''Blood Fury True Technique'' and a ''Bone Transformation Method'' here, both more valuable than your Ice Toad Bell. Which one would you like?"


    Blood Fury True Technique is a practice from the Blood Fury Sect. Bone Transformation Method," a practice from the Bone Refining Manor. These were the techniques Chu Xuan sought from the native sects of Wu Province.


    However, Lu Yin claimed that these techniques surpassed the value of the Ice Toad Bell. Clearly, he was aiming to extort him. This fellow was indeed avaricious.


    Chu Xuan scoffed, shaking his head dismissively, "Fellow Daoist, don''t assume I lack knowledge; these two techniques are merely inferior Foundation Establishment practices. Even among the cultivators of the Blood Fury Sect and the Bone Refining Manor, only those of mediocre aptitude would engage in such techniques. To compare them with the superior magic tool, the Ice Toad Bell, is laughable, isn''t it?"


    Unexpectedly outmatched in expertise, Lu Yin was seen through. Slightly embarrassed, he coughed before asking, "What exactly do you desire, fellow Daoist?"


    Chu Xuan nonchalantly replied, "Bring out all the techniques, and I will choose for myself."


    Lu Yin frowned but nodded. With a flip of his palm, seven thin booklets were neatly arranged in front of him.


    These seven booklets, each only a few pages thick, were copied specifically for temporary viewing. This was mainly to prevent someone from running off with the manuscripts.


    Chu Xuan''s gaze swept over each booklet in turn.


    Meanwhile, Lu Yin discreetly watched Chu Xuan''s eyes. During trades, if the other''s gaze lingered on a particular booklet for longer, or if they revisited it multiple times, he could roughly determine the urgency of their need.


    He would then use this to extort an exorbitant price. He had employed this tactic many times before, always with unfailing success.


    However, this time, Lu Yin found that he had miscalculated. Chu Xuan''s inspection time was almost identical for each booklet, seemingly uninterested in any.


    "These two are not bad," Chu Xuan casually pointed at two of them, picking them up to browse.


    Lu Yin''s eyes lit up, ready to inflate the price.


    Yet, after reading a few lines, Chu Xuan shook his head and put them back down, "Never mind, these don''t quite suit me. Let''s look further."


    Lu Yin was left speechless.


    Chu Xuan was selective, going back and forth. Eventually, he settled on a single booklet.


    "Just this one," he said casually.


    The technique he chose was from the Blood Fury Sect.


    The Boiling Blood True Decree.


    This technique, somewhat akin to the Soul Refining Technique, lacked defensive capabilities but could enhance the regenerative properties of blood, including vital essence.


    Most Blood Fury Sect spells utilized blood as a medium. Hence, nearly all Blood Fury Sect cultivators chose the Boiling Blood Decree as a supplementary practice. And the Boiling Blood True Decree was an advanced version of that.


    Only the Golden Core cultivators of the Blood Fury Sect, or the most talented among the Foundation Establishment cultivators, were qualified to practice it.


    "As for the value of this technique¡­"


    Lu Yin glanced over, about to raise the price.


    Chu Xuan calmly stated, "The Boiling Blood True Decree needs to be paired with blood techniques to be most effective. Guess how many Heavenly Seal Sect cultivators practice blood techniques in secret? Now guess, when will the next buyer come for your Boiling Blood True Decree?"


    Lu Yin was left speechless.

 Chapter 95: Boiling Blood True Decree and the Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree

    The Heavenly Seal Sect, as one of the five orthodox sects, largely eschewed demonic practices prior to the outbreak of war against the native sects of Wu Province. Regardless of their clandestine use, they never openly revealed any affinity for such methods. However, as the war intensified, they were compelled to openly acknowledge these practices. Despite this shift, very few cultivators actually practiced demonic techniques.


    Faced with the possibility of losing Chu Xuan as a buyer, with no other potential buyers in sight, Lu Yin felt he had no choice but to reluctantly agree. "Alright, then..."


    Chu Xuan casually pointed to another thin booklet, "I have some interest in the techniques of the Golden Dragon Temple; include this method as a bonus, and I''ll take it too."


    He was referring to a Golden Dragon Temple''s Foundation Establishment stage defensive technique, "Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree."


    Lu Yin was irked.


    How could he demand even more?


    The Han-surnamed cultivator, who had been sitting aside enjoying tea and pastries, chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Spirit Insect, why not just throw it in as a bonus and sell it? After all, that technique isn''t selling anyway. The Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree requires significant virtue to activate, aside from the balds of the Golden Dragon Temple, who would want it?"


    After much consideration, Lu Yin nodded reluctantly, "Alright, it''s yours then."


    The transaction was completed.


    Lu Yin, taking the Ice Toad Bell, left with a look of impatience.


    Chu Xuan successfully acquired both the Boiling Blood True Decree and the Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree.


    In fact, as soon as Lu Yin laid out all the booklets, Chu Xuan had set his sights on these two items.


    The Boiling Blood True Decree would allow him to accelerate the regeneration of his blood, including the crucial vital essence. This would enable him to sustain more life-bound magic tools without overtaxing himself.


    As for the Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree, it required a foundation of virtue to activate and held little value for most cultivators.


    Lu Yin had certainly intended to sell it off as soon as possible. As expected, it also ended up in Chu Xuan''s possession. Both techniques could serve as supplementary practices.


    As for the risk of cultivating too many methods leading to disordered inner breath and potentially succumbing to demonic possession...


    What a joke. The demonic way cares little for such concerns. Even if the day of falling into demonic possession came, there were plenty more demonic means to suppress conflicting inner energies. Otherwise, how would those senior demons have survived?


    After Lu Yin departed, only Chu Xuan and the Han-surnamed cultivator remained on the third floor of the teahouse.


    The Han-surnamed cultivator smiled, "Fellow Daoist, it seems you have obtained what you wanted. Are you interested in doing more business with me?"


    Chu Xuan asked casually, "What else do you have?"


    The Han-surnamed cultivator smiled slightly, "I do not only have demonic techniques but also deal in intelligence."


    Chu Xuan''s eyes flashed, "Intelligence is also valuable, but how can I know the worth of your information?"


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    The Han-surnamed cultivator sipped his tea before speaking, "The leader of this war is about to change. I know the exact time of the change and who will take over next. Is that valuable enough?"


    Chu Xuan was intrigued inwardly, but his expression remained unreadable, "That''s passable."


    The Han-surnamed cultivator chuckled, "I also know who''s been fanning the flames behind this war. And who they plan to target next."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, "Now that is interesting."


    He took out ten large blood beads and laid them out in a line, "Let''s hear the first piece."


    The Han-surnamed cultivator casually pocketed them and then spoke, "Within half a month, the offensive will pause. Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu, two Golden Core elders, will be recalled to the headquarters, to be replaced by Zhu Taiji, Guo Zhen, and Chu Qiong, three other Golden Core elders."


    Chu Xuan''s expression remained unchanged. He had heard these names mentioned by Zhao Wuya and Wan Wuying during his first visit to Flying Mountain Hall. Among them was Zhu Taiji.


    Zhu was against the incorporation of the Extreme Yin Cave into the Heavenly Seal Sect, believing that demonic cultivators would always be demonic and should be eradicated without exception.


    Now, with the Thousand Insects Sect on the verge of destruction, this crucial juncture saw the withdrawal of Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu, to be replaced by Zhu Taiji and others.


    It seemed that the number of Golden Core cultivators had increased. But the implications and the intricacies were likely far more complicated.


    Chu Xuan pondered thoughtfully. Such a sudden change by the Heavenly Seal Sect would undoubtedly affect the cultivators of the Extreme Yin lineage.


    The Han-surnamed cultivator smiled warmly, "Fellow Daoist, do you wish to hear more of the intelligence?"


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "No need, the transaction is concluded."


    With those words, he rose without hesitation and left.


    The Han-surnamed cultivator stood there, somewhat baffled.


    "Not interested? He just walked away?"


    The subsequent intelligence was indeed more intriguing. Yet, this person decisively chose not to listen.


    "He could sell a high-grade offensive magic tool from Ironwire Mountain, I thought he might be one of the Extreme Yin Cave cultivators who had slain those seven Ironwire Mountain Gu cultivators. But his disinterest in further information doesn''t seem to align with that of an Extreme Yin Cave cultivator¡­ this fellow is truly inscrutable."


    The Han-surnamed cultivator muttered a few words to himself and then left the place.


    On his way back to the Water Curtain Cave, Chu Xuan contemplated the conflicting interests deeply.


    The war between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the native sects of Wu Province inevitably involved a third-party force, that was beyond doubt.


    Divine Star Sect, Golden Dragon Temple, Miaoyin Palace, and Imperial Spirit Mountain were all possible players.


    Who exactly it was, however, was irrelevant.


    Chu Xuan surmised that if the Han-surnamed cultivator was aware, then the upper-level Golden Core cultivators surely knew as well.


    The purpose of this third-party force''s involvement was likely not as simple as merely exhausting the Heavenly Seal Sect''s strength.


    "Right... At the beginning of the war, Wan Wuying, Zhao Wuya, and Huang Yuanwu, the three Golden Core cultivators, snatched a precious treasure from Wu Province. Could it be related to that item? Is the third-party force also coveting that treasure?"


    Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up. This hypothesis was quite plausible. Given that, the next moves of this third-party force were easy to predict. They would target the Extreme Yin Cave. More specifically, they were likely to target Wan Wuying!


    "Ah, it seems more waves are about to be stirred. I wonder how my nominal master will handle this. If all else fails, returning to Blue Star is always an option."


    Chu Xuan wasn''t particularly troubled. If he couldn''t handle the situation, he''d simply pick up his bucket and run. He had little interest in getting involved in the petty disputes and skirmishes of Yu Country.


    However, if after the battle he was asked to clean up the aftermath and scour the battlefield, he was quite willing to do so. It was mainly about fulfilling brotherly duties; after all, someone had to collect the bodies, right?


    It definitely wasn''t because he coveted their corpses and storage bags.


    No, certainly not.


    ...


    Over the next few days, Chu Xuan frequently changed his appearance and visited the nameless market to sell the items he didn''t need.


    He was not foolish enough to sell a large number of treasures at once. That would surely attract unwanted attention. And it could very likely expose his identity.


    The high-grade offensive magic tool from Ironwire Mountain, Gu insect eggs, Thousand Insects Sect technique manuscripts...


    These items could all point to one thing. That was the sudden disappearance of those seven Thousand Insects Sect Gu cultivators a while ago.


    Chu Xuan didn''t want to be constantly on someone''s mind. His disguise techniques were exceptionally sophisticated, and he had never been seen through.


    On this day, just as Chu Xuan was about to sell the last of his items, a voice transmission reached his cave dwelling.


    "Chu Xuan, come to the cave-dwelling to see me immediately."


    The voice belonged to his nominal master, Wan Wuying.

 Chapter 96: The weakest among them—Chu Xuan

    Chu Xuan wasted no time, arriving immediately at Wan Wuying''s cave dwelling. Upon his arrival, he found that Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Wu Teng had already been waiting for a while.


    Unlike his usual composed self, seated regally upon a throne of bones, Wan Wuying was pacing before them. Seeing Chu Xuan join, he nodded slightly in acknowledgement.


    "I used to have many disciples, and now only you four remain," Wan Wuying spoke with a grave tone. "I do not wish for our lineage to die out, so there are things I need to clarify with you now."


    Upon hearing this, the expressions of Chu Xuan and the others turned solemn. Li Xuanming responded with due respect, "Please speak, Master. We are all ears."


    Wan Wuying continued evenly, "Several months ago, Zhao Wuya, Huang Yuanwu, and I ventured into Wu Province and took a precious treasure from the Thousand Insects Sect. What that treasure is, I''d rather not dwell on¡ªthe important thing is that it''s valuable enough to attract the covetous glances of other sects. The current war between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the native sects of Wu Province was supposed to end quickly, but it has been prolonged by a third-party force, which I have now confirmed to be Imperial Spirit Mountain."


    This revelation surprised Chu Xuan and the others, yet it also seemed entirely within reason. Following the destruction of the Infinite Sect, the righteous Five Sects divided the territory.


    Imperial Spirit Mountain acquired a fertile third of northern Wu Province. Being the closest to Heavenly Seal Sect and Wu Province, it was most convenient for them to covertly influence the war.


    "I suspected early on that someone would covet the treasure and eventually make a move against me," Wan Wuying disclosed. "Soon, Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu will be called back to the Heavenly Seal Sect''s main hall, and the new Golden Core cultivators taking their place are not particularly friendly towards our Extreme Yin Sect. I suspect they are preparing to act."


    He continued, "I''m telling you this so you will be more vigilant in the coming days. If they plan to strike at me, they will likely target you as well. Especially the Hundred Gu Daoist from the Thousand Insects Sect; he was very fond of Chen Zhaofeng, and since Chen Zhaofeng is dead, he will undoubtedly hold you responsible."


    Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong felt a chill in their hearts, while Wu Teng tasted bitterness.


    ''I didn''t even participate in that battle and gained nothing from it, yet I''m still a target?''


    Chu Xuan pondered deeply. Wan Wuying had provided timely notification, fulfilling his duty as a master.


    However, Chu Xuan had already sensed that dark currents were about to surge again. Unlike others, he had no qualms about escaping if necessary.


    But if someone really intended to strike at him, he planned to first test their strength. Presently perceived by outsiders as only a second-level Foundation Establishment cultivator, any aggressor would likely be a third-level Foundation Establishment at most.


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    Since such opponents were essentially delivering themselves to him, there was no need to flee. A gift of a head sent from a thousand miles away deserved acceptance¡ªit would be impolite not to.


    Wan Wuying''s gaze swept tenderly over the four, "That is all, go back now, and be very careful."


    "Yes, thank you, Master." Chu Xuan acknowledged respectfully.


    After a moment of thought, Wan Wuying added, "Chu Xuan, stay a moment."


    Once Li Xuanming and the others had departed, Wan Wuying continued, "Chu Xuan, you are now at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, already surpassing Xuanming. I have some low-grade magic treasures, but you might find them difficult to activate, and they''re less useful to you than a high grade magic tool. Tell me, what do you need? I will do my best to provide."


    Chu Xuan was pleasantly surprised. It seemed his nominal master felt he had previously neglected him and was now looking to make amends. Such an offer was not to be refused lightly.


    After a brief pause, Chu Xuan asked somewhat boldly, "Master, do you possess any flying magic tools? I find myself in need of an top grade flying magic tool..."


    Wan Wuying rolled his eyes but nodded. He flipped his hand and produced a flying shuttle radiating a faint blue light. "This is the Green Shadow Shuttle, a flying magic tool I used back when I was a Foundation Establishment cultivator. It is yours now."


    Chu Xuan eagerly accepted it, "Thank you, Master!"


    "Go now, and take care," Wan Wuying nodded.


    "Yes." Chu Xuan departed, leaving Wan Wuying to watch his retreating figure with a light chuckle.


    The Infinite Sect''s approach to discipleship was hands-off. Golden Core cultivators believed that allowing disciples to grow untamed fostered the strongest, most ruthless, and most fortuitous demonic cultivators. Indeed, luck was also a part of strength.


    Thus, knowing that the disciples of the Extreme Yin Cave were destined to face calamity, he had not exerted himself fully to protect them but merely warned them. He understood that the one who survived would be the strongest and luckiest.


    Of his four disciples, whoever survived, he would seriously cultivate.


    ...


    Upon returning to the Water Curtain Cave, Chu Xuan wasted no time in activating the Green Shadow Shuttle through the Blood Mirror.


    This was a top-tier flying magic tool, far superior to the Heavenly Star Flying Sword. Whether for slaying foes, seizing treasures, or evading pursuit, his speed would now be vastly enhanced. Few Foundation Establishment cultivators could match his pace now!


    Chu Xuan imprinted his soul blood on the Green Shadow Shuttle and took it for several test flights, thoroughly pleased with its performance, before finally stowing it away contentedly.


    ...


    The nameless market.


    In the secluded chamber of the teahouse, hidden by soundproofing arrays ensuring privacy, Zhou Yu prepared for a clandestine meeting. He had been nursing severe injuries from a previous disastrous venture to Ironwire Mountain, barely saved by his stash of medicinal pills.


    The cost had nearly drained his resources, and he was eager for a chance to replenish his supplies through the proposed hunting mission.


    Soon after he settled, the gaunt figure of Lu Yin hurried in. With a hearty laugh, he greeted Zhou Yu, "Fellow Daoist Zhou! I''ve missed you!"


    Zhou Yu returned the greeting with polite laughter. The two were familiar with each other from their undercover collaborations within the Heavenly Seal Sect and caught up briefly.


    After the pleasantries, Zhou Yu got straight to the point, "Tell me, who''s the target? When do we strike?"


    Lu Yin''s smile widened, "You might remember them. Do you recall being mysteriously abducted by Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong of the Extreme Yin Cave? Your injuries, too, were thanks to them. It wasn''t for their insistence on dragging you to Ironwire Mountain, you wouldn''t have suffered so."


    Zhou Yu''s expression hardened, "Are we targeting the Extreme Yin Cave? They are formidable; am I a match for them?"


    Lu Yin nodded vigorously before smiling slyly, "Indeed, we are targeting the Extreme Yin Cave, but not Li Xuanming or Liu Zhenxiong. We pick the softest target, the weakest among them¡ªChu Xuan. We''ll deal with him. This is an easy job with quick pay, and I thought of you immediately."

 Chapter 97: Melee and Betrayal

    Zhou Yu''s heart twitched uneasily. Chosen because he was the weakest? This kind of supposedly easy job landing on him just seemed like a setup to push him into danger.


    However, he managed to keep his composure and instead expressed a calculated surprise, "Fellow Daoist Lu, I''ve heard that your master Zhao Wuya has some private dealings with Wan Wuying of the Extreme Yin Cave. Would he agree to you targeting them?"


    Lu Yin laughed heartily, "My master will not know of this. Whether the Extreme Yin lineage is wiped out or not, his agreement or disagreement is irrelevant."


    Zhou Yu pretended to mull over the proposal, taking his time much to Lu Yin''s growing impatience. Finally, with a look of difficulty, he spoke, "Fellow Daoist Lu, I believe that the cultivators of the Extreme Yin Cave are not to be trifled with lightly. I''d rather not get involved in this murky business."


    Lu Yin frowned, "Are you truly not joining?"


    Zhou Yu gave a bitter smile, "Demonic cultivators are desperate folk, and I''m afraid they might drag me down with them in their last moments. Let''s forget it."


    He added, "But rest assured, I will not speak of this to anyone. I can swear a Heart Devil Oath to that effect! After all, as you said, the injuries I bear were caused by those from the Extreme Yin Cave."


    With that, he indeed made a Heart Devil Oath. Such oaths were serious commitments, taken by Foundation Establishment stage cultivators and above. Violating them often led to severe spiritual tribulations, akin to a blemish on pristine white jade, potentially obstructing a cultivator''s Dao to immortality. Few dared to break a Heart Devil Oath.


    Of course, these oaths mostly bound the righteous cultivators. Demonic cultivators had numerous ways to deceive or even break such oaths.


    Initially, Lu Yin''s eyes had glinted with dangerous intent, but seeing Zhou Yu make the oath on the spot, he relaxed. Killing Zhou Yu, if it ever came to that, would require some effort.


    Moreover, being a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Zhou Yu wasn''t likely to be so easily fooled. Despite claims of having depleted his resources, who could say for sure if he wasn''t still hiding something?


    "Alright, Fellow Daoist Zhou, you are a wise man. Until next time," Lu Yin said, and without further ado, turned and left.


    Watching Lu Yin''s retreating figure, Zhou Yu sighed deeply. "Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, Wu Teng, Chu Xuan... among the four from the Extreme Yin Cave, you just had picked the strongest. If you don''t die, who will..."


    As days turned into months, the fierce offensive of the Heavenly Seal Sect suddenly slowed. The main combatants, Golden Core cultivators Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu, were recalled by an urgent order back to the main hall. Replacing them were Zhu Taiji, Guo Zhen, and Chu Qiong, who adopted a strategy of siege without attack.


    It seemed they intended to starve out the Thousand Insects Sect''s Gu cultivators without shedding a drop of blood, given that maintaining normal cultivation and the operation of defensive arrays consumed considerable amounts of spirit stones. Inevitably, the Thousand Insects Sect would have to surrender as their resources dwindled.


    The lower ranks of the cultivators didn''t grasp the intentions of their superiors and could only wait helplessly. This siege tactic continued for over two months. Every few days, Gu cultivators from the Thousand Insects Sect made desperate attempts to break through, but all were repelled. It was clear to everyone that the Thousand Insects Sect was reaching its breaking point, likely prompting the remaining Golden Core cultivators to attempt a breakout soon.


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    And indeed, when the protective mountain array of the Thousand Insects Sect flickered and dimmed completely due to the lack of spirit stones, dozens of luminous streaks suddenly shot towards the southeast, heading towards the borders of Yue Country. Should they cross into Yue Country, the Heavenly Seal Sect''s cultivators would dare not pursue further.


    From the Heavenly Seal Sect''s camp, four luminous figures promptly took flight, pursuing the escaping lights. They were Zhu Taiji, Guo Zhen, Chu Qiong, and Wan Wuying, aiming directly for the fleeing Gu cultivators.


    Zhu Taiji, leading the charge, called out loudly, "Hundred Gu Daoist, it''s not too late to surrender. I guarantee you the treatment of an elder of the Heavenly Seal Sect!"


    Hundred Gu Daoist, the leader of the fleeing group, roared back defiantly, "I will never align with the demonic cultivators of the Heavenly Seal Sect!"


    The Golden Core cultivators of the Heavenly Seal Sect were notably stronger than those of the Thousand Insects Sect and also faster. It was only a matter of time before Hundred Gu Daoist and his companions would be caught.


    "I''ll cover our retreat!" Hundred Gu Daoist bellowed.


    The Foundation Establishment disciples of the Thousand Insects Sect were forced to turn and block Zhu Taiji''s group. These disciples were controlled by Gu insects implanted by their Golden Core masters. If they did not turn to confront the attackers, the Gu within them would devour them from the inside.


    Yet, if they managed to hold off the Heavenly Seal Sect''s Golden Core cultivators, there was a chance they could survive.


    "Out of my way!" Wan Wuying waved his hand, sending shadows sprawling and forcefully scattering the Foundation Establishment Gu cultivators.


    Their primary targets were Hundred Gu Daoist and the other two Golden Core cultivators. If they failed to eliminate these three, the threat of stealth attacks and curses by these surviving masters would continue to plague the Heavenly Seal Sect.


    The disciples of the Thousand Insects Sect housed numerous Gu within their bodies. Killing them would release the insects like flesh-burrowing maggots, which would not only attack but also delay the pursuit.


    Thus, it was more prudent to leave these Foundation Establishment cultivators to the Heavenly Seal Sect''s own disciples to deal with.


    With a whistling sound, over twenty streaks of light surged forth from the Heavenly Seal Sect''s encampment, targeting the Foundation Establishment Gu cultivators. Chu Xuan was among them.


    Golden Core fought Golden Core, Foundation Establishment clashed with Foundation Establishment.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    The sounds of battle between Golden Core cultivators echoed through the sky, sending terrifying shockwaves in all directions. Wherever these forces passed, towering trees were instantly reduced to splinters.


    The Foundation Establishment cultivators tactically retreated while fighting, keen to distance themselves from the battlefield of the more powerful Golden Core cultivators. None wished to be inadvertently killed by the stray shockwaves.


    Chu Xuan faced off against a Gu cultivator from the Thousand Insects Sect, swiftly withdrawing from the main fray. He did not reveal his full strength, maintaining the guise of a middling second-level Foundation Establishment cultivator. His opponent from the Thousand Insects Sect, in stark contrast, unleashed all his hidden abilities, fighting with flushed cheeks and fiery ears.


    Once he had completely disengaged from the battle and found himself unobserved, Chu Xuan employed the Yin Evil Demon Claw, instantly crushing the life out of the Thousand Insects Sect cultivator and casting his body into the Corpse Nurturing Tower.


    A few flickers later, Chu Xuan vanished using the Yin Evil Escape technique.


    Shortly after his disappearance, two figures arrived together, both familiar faces¡ªLu Yin and Zheng Changqing. The two were senior brother disciples within the same sect and shared a close bond.


    After failing to enlist Zhou Yu for the hunt, Lu Yin turned to Zheng Changqing, who readily agreed. Hunting demonic cultivators was a lucrative affair, rarely as easy as taking down a second-level Foundation Establishment soft target like Chu Xuan.


    "Where is he? Wasn''t he just here?" Zheng Changqing furrowed his brow. They had clearly seen Chu Xuan engaging with the Gu cultivator from the Thousand Insects Sect as they entered the woods.


    Lu Yin sneered, "No hurry, I have a scent-tracker worm. It will find him soon." He then produced a plump worm and allowed it to sniff a low-grade magic tool.


    "This magic tool¡­" Zheng Changqing expressed his surprise.


    Lu Yin offered a sinister laugh, "Bought it from Wu Teng; it was once used by Chu Xuan. That fellow has been acting suspicious and has already betrayed the Extreme Yin Cave." He explained, "The scent-tracker worm would stand erect in the direction of its target, growing more upright the closer it was."


    Zheng Changqing, astounded, exclaimed, "What? Why is it standing as straight as a chopstick? And it''s pointing behind us?"

 Chapter 98: Mysterious Cultivator

    The next moment, Zheng Changqing was shocked, "Eh, why am I falling toward the ground? And whose headless corpse is that? Junior brother, what''s happening?"


    But he could no longer hear Lu Yin''s response. Darkness and cold had already enveloped him completely. With a thud, the headless body fell forward, blood gushing forth.


    Lu Yin''s eyes widened in horror as he instinctively activated his defensive magic tool to protect his back, while quickly casting a defensive spell. His body''s Iron Shell Shell rapidly secreted saliva that flowed with his blood, swiftly enhancing his bodily defenses.


    Clang!


    A dark chain cleaved through the air toward him. Lu Yin spat out blood and was flung back several yards.


    Crack!


    His defensive magic tool shattered into pieces. The Iron Shell Shell also screamed pitifully as its shell burst apart, its fluids splattering¡ªclearly, it too was no more.


    Lu Yin was utterly terrified. In just one strike, he had been stripped of all his defenses. His assailant was certainly not a mere early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator¡ªthis must be a mid-stage, or even a high-level cultivator, possibly at the fifth or sixth layer!


    "Eh, you''re not dead yet."


    A voice floated softly from the woods.


    Lu Yin, clutching his chest, scrambled to his feet and pleaded, "Fellow Daoist, we have no grievances. May I ask for mercy to spare my life?"


    The figure in the woods slowly approached, his face becoming visible in the sunlight.


    "Who says we have no grievances? You came here to kill me."


    Chu Xuan smiled.


    Lu Yin was dumbstruck. He could never have imagined that the person who had just killed Zheng Changqing and destroyed all his defenses with a single strike was Chu Xuan! Wasn''t he just a second-level Foundation Establishment cultivator?!


    Damn! The intelligence was wrong!


    Lu Yin took a deep breath and roared, "Chu Xuan, I will fight you to the death!"


    With that, he summoned the Ice Toad Bell, ready to attack. But in the next moment, he kicked off the ground. He bolted away with a speed far exceeding his previous effort, employing an escape technique as he fled.


    Chu Xuan was speechless.


    The slogans were louder than one another. But when it came to fleeing, they were faster than one another.


    However, Chu Xuan did not give chase. As Lu Yin looked back after running several dozen yards, seeing Chu Xuan still standing in the same spot, he burst out laughing.


    "Ha!" Lu Yin exclaimed, his voice dripping with astonishment. "He never expected I''d feign battle only to flee! I must quickly inform others of Chu Xuan''s true strength..."


    His words were abruptly cut short as a dagger, formed from gloomy nether flames, plunged into his heart. The nether fire erupted within him, extinguishing his life force in an instant.


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    Lu Yin''s head turned stiffly only to see a grotesque, ugly face looming behind him. "A...corpse puppet..."


    With a thud, he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.


    Bao, carrying Lu Yin''s body, scurried back to Chu Xuan''s side.


    Chu Xuan nodded in approval and stored the body in the Corpse Nurturing Tower. After all, they were fellow sect brothers, and it seemed only proper to tend to the dead.


    "You little rascal, hiding a piece of flesh, eh?" Chu Xuan noticed Bao surreptitiously chewing on a piece of flesh and couldn''t help but laugh.


    Bao, caught in the act, sheepishly smiled and quickly swallowed the piece of flesh he had torn from Lu Yin.


    "Come, let''s see how our two senior brothers are doing," Chu Xuan suggested. "If I''m not mistaken, Wu Teng, that traitor, is likely to strike against them."


    Chu Xuan retracted Bao into the Corpse Nurturing Tower, his form ghosting through the woods. Yet, he abruptly stopped after darting forward a short distance. The ground ahead seemed uneven upon closer inspection.


    Chu Xuan noticed that trees and rocks¡ªthe dark, unseen places¡ªwere studded with array flags. A concealed deadly array lay ahead, just waiting for him to step into it.


    Chu Xuan surveyed his surroundings and calmly called out, "You might as well show yourself."


    Moments later, no one appeared, but a poisoned needle pierced the air, aiming directly at Chu Xuan''s vital point.


    Anticipating this, the Evil Soul Chain instantly positioned itself in front of him, deflecting the green-glowing poison needle.


    Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!


    Several more poison needles shot toward him, each from a more cunning angle. Chu Xuan''s eyes flickered as he sensed movement behind him. The Evil Soul Chain, like a massive black python, precisely blocked all incoming needles.


    Suddenly, the Mystic Iron Shield materialized behind Chu Xuan, catching and splitting in two a thick poison needle aimed at his head.


    "Found you!" Chu Xuan declared sharply.


    His Yin Evil Demon Claw tore through the air, grasping fiercely and obliterating a large tree behind him.


    As the tree crashed down, scattering wood chips and leaves, a muffled grunt was heard. A robust figure tumbled out.


    Chu Xuan, relentless, pointed a finger, and two sinister shadows¡ªHu and Bao¡ªcharged forward. However, just as the two corpse puppets lunged, their opponent threw something, and two shadows¡ªa tiger soul and a wolf soul sprang into action.


    Hu and Bao immediately tangled with the tiger and wolf spirits, a chaotic fray unfolding.


    Chu Xuan''s gaze sharpened as he employed the Yin Evil Escape, swiftly closing the distance between himself and his opponent.


    With a grand gesture, the Myriad Souls Banner unfurled, unleashing vengeful spirits and ferocious ghosts that tore through the air.


    The adversary''s face registered shock, his eyes widening as if he had no power to resist.


    However, Chu Xuan, narrowing his eyes, sensed something amiss. Just as the spectral assailants were about to descend upon the robust cultivator, he uttered a low cry, his body bursting forth with golden light, forming a small, radiant protective halo around him¡ªthe Body Protecting Golden Wheel.


    This golden wheel, though modest in size and brilliance, was unmistakably the Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree from the Golden Dragon Temple, a natural bane of ghosts and malevolent spirits.


    The ghosts shrieked in agony, like moths to a flame, instantly incinerated upon contact. Only a few stronger spirits managed to escape the conflagration, retreating back into the Myriad Souls Banner.


    Chu Xuan frowned deeply. As the spirits returned, providing a momentary distraction by obscuring his opponent''s line of sight, he pointed decisively. The Evil Soul Chain suddenly materialized, its speed erupting to its peak. It slithered like a terrifying black python, nearly binding the robust cultivator.


    Buzz!


    A sudden burst of flame sounded as another talisman on the cultivator''s body burned to ash. Seizing the opportunity, he quickly widened the gap between them while shouting, "Tu!"


    As Chu Xuan advanced, the ground beneath him vibrated unexpectedly. A demonic earth-colored beast burst forth, striking Chu Xuan from an unforeseen angle.


    Clang!


    The Blood Evil Shadow automatically appeared, thwarting this cunning and venomous attack. Struck by the Blood Evil Shadow, the beast howled pitifully, spewing a mouthful of blood before burrowing back into the earth and vanishing from sight.


    The two stood apart, a hundred zhang between them, neither making a move. Chu Xuan regarded the robust cultivator with a mix of awe and suspicion. The other, breathing heavily, returned the gaze with equal parts astonishment and doubt.


    In just a few exchanges, Chu Xuan realized that this robust cultivator was no ordinary foe like Lu Yin or Zheng Changqing. He must be a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, like himself! Was this person also sent to kill him?

 Chapter 99: I, Li Xuanming

    Chu Xuan was not confident he could quickly kill his opponent. Judging by the opponent''s demeanor, it seemed they were also uncertain about continuing the fight and securing a kill. Continuing would mean both sides would have to reveal more of their trump cards. The benefits gained from killing at that point might not even outweigh the resources expended during the fight. It was a classic case of the gains not justifying the efforts.


    The opponent''s expression changed several times before they let out a laugh. "A misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding. Let¡¯s stop fighting, I''m leaving."


    Chu Xuan barked, "You can''t leave, I, Li Xuanming, don''t approve!"


    The other person paused, "...You¡¯re not Li Xuanming, you''re Chu Xuan."


    Chu Xuan challenged, "Then who are you?"


    With a sigh of resignation, the other replied, "I''m just a hired hand, I didn¡¯t expect you to be so strong. I give up, I¡¯ll just go back and kill my employer instead."


    Chu Xuan insisted, "If you don''t give me a name, we continue fighting."


    The person sighed lightly, "Fine, I¡¯ll tell you. I am Wang Jianyu."


    Chu Xuan scoffed, "Wang Jianyu is Zhao Wuya''s foremost disciple, an ultimate-grade Wind Spiritual Root, and a swordsman. There¡¯s not even a hint of swordsmanship about you."


    The man shrugged, "You caught me. Actually, I''m Duan Feipeng."


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "You''re lying again. Duan Feipeng is likely out there trying to rob Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong."


    The man smacked his lips in resignation, "Alright, I¡¯ll tell you. I''m Han Liuyun. Can we stop fighting now? There are plenty of opportunities to profit from chaos right now, and every second wasted is a loss of many spirit stones. I don''t want to keep this up."


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. So it was Han Liuyun. He hadn¡¯t expected that. This Han Liuyun seemed even better at concealing his true capabilities than the rumors suggested. Perhaps this man was not inferior to either Duan Feipeng or Wang Jianyu.


    "Leave, then."


    Han Liuyun employed a fleeing technique, disappearing in a few flashes.


    Chu Xuan stood in place for a while, then sneered, "You clearly haven¡¯t left; you¡¯re still ambushing me."


    Silence all around.


    After a long while, Chu Xuan rubbed his stiff legs and muttered, "No tricks came out; it seems he really left."


    He then retracted his magical tools, Hu and Bao, into the tower and quickly departed. Wu Teng, that traitor who had betrayed him, had to be dealt with. Vengeance should not be delayed; it had to be exacted today.


    Elsewhere, a frantic escape unfolded.


    Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong dashed through the terrain, desperation marked by the trail of blood they left behind. Li Xuanming bore a vivid scar across his chest while Liu Zhenxiong''s side bled profusely, his complexion deathly pale. Behind them, four figures relentlessly pursued, led by none other than Wu Teng.


    "Senior brother Li, Senior brother Liu, no need to run anymore, just stay," Wu Teng called out, his body gliding lightly across the ground like a swallow, closing the gap between them with each bound, yet never getting too close. Clearly, he was wary of any last-ditch defenses Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong might have.


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    "Don''t let his voice disturb you, he definitely has something up his sleeve," Li Xuanming whispered urgently.


    Gritting his teeth, Liu Zhenxiong nodded, acknowledging the wisdom in those words.


    "Senior brother Liu seems to have taken a particular interest in Chu Xuan, so I might as well tell you that Chu Xuan is probably dead by now," Wu Teng sneered mockingly. "Han Liuyun of the Heavenly Seal Trio took the spirit stones to personally execute him. Even with Chu Xuan''s seventh-level Foundation Establishment capabilities, he couldn''t have escaped death."


    A cruel smile curled Wu Teng''s lips as Liu Zhenxiong''s eyes flashed with grief. He roared, "You have betrayed our master! Betrayed the Extreme Yin Cave! You deserve death, Wu Teng, I regret ever saving your life!"


    Wu Teng laughed coldly, "It should be said that the master betrayed me, betrayed the Extreme Yin Cave. If he hadn''t joined forces with Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu to invade Wu Province and steal that precious treasure, would it have attracted the covetous eyes of Imperial Spirit Mountain? Would it have led to Zhu Taiji and others banding together to hunt him down? How else would I have been forced to seek a new allegiance?"


    The ferocity in his eyes was unmistakable, "I was pushed into this corner!"


    Just then, thunder tore through the air, a bolt striking unexpectedly!


    Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong''s pupils contracted as they hastily dodged. Li Xuanming, less severely injured, narrowly escaped, but Liu Zhenxiong was struck directly on his left shoulder by the sudden thunderbolt.


    He grunted in pain, his body hurling through the forest and breaking several large trees along his path.


    Li Xuanming, filled with alarm, looked ahead to see a tall figure in blue robes standing there. The face was stern, the gaze indifferent. He knew this face all too well.


    It was Duan Feipeng, the chief disciple under Zhu Taiji and one of the Heavenly Seal Trio!


    Wu Teng let out a sinister chuckle, "Senior brother Duan, Li Xuanming is yours to deal with; I''ll take care of Liu Zhenxiong!" With that, he and two other Foundation Establishment cultivators chased after Liu Zhenxiong.


    Two other Foundation Establishment cultivators were closing in on Li Xuanming. Without sparing a glance at Duan Feipeng, Li Xuanming swiftly turned and charged at the two behind him. With a gesture, a black banner whipped violently through the air. Wraiths and fierce ghosts roared as they surged toward the duo. Caught off guard by Li Xuanming''s swift decisiveness, they were forced to conjure their defensive magic tools for protection.


    Li Xuanming took advantage of the moment to slip past them, fleeing into the distance. The wraiths and ghosts ferociously pounced but passed right through them¡ªit was all an illusion.


    "Fools," Duan Feipeng muttered coldly as he brushed past them, lightning flickering under his feet. His speed was extraordinary, akin to a deity striding on thunder. In the blink of an eye, he caught up to Li Xuanming.


    "Thunderclap Strike!" Duan Feipeng shouted, pressing down with his finger. Countless points of lightning, like droplets of rain, overwhelmed Li Xuanming, forcing him to dodge desperately.


    Boom, boom, boom! The Thunderclap Strikes blasted trees and rocks, sending splinters and shards flying everywhere. Each dodge slowed Li Xuanming down, and the debris pinpointed his location.


    "Die," Duan Feipeng said emotionlessly, pressing down with another finger. A colossal, vague finger descended toward Li Xuanming. The grooves on the finger''s surface resembled mountainous ravines, giving it the appearance of a giant''s finger rather than one formed of condensed spiritual energy.


    Li Xuanming roared and a small shield appeared in front of him along with a Blood Demon Shadow.


    Crack!


    The shield shattered.


    Crack!


    The shadow was obliterated. Li Xuanming spewed blood and flew backward, crashing through numerous giant trees.


    Unlike Chu Xuan, who had sufficient Yin Evil Qi to craft three Blood Evil Shadows for protection, Li Xuanming had struggled over the years to forge just one, which Duan Feipeng now effortlessly destroyed. The gap between the mid and late stages of the Foundation Establishment was truly vast.


    Just then, a robust, dark figure burst from the trees, drenched in blood. It was Liu Zhenxiong, who had already suffered a blow from Duan Feipeng. Having activated his Black Beast Demon Body, Liu''s frame was massive and beast-like, covered in black fur, with immense strength and vibrant vitality. It was this Black Beast Demon Body that allowed him to temporarily fend off Wu Teng and three others, reuniting with Li Xuanming.


    "Run!" Liu Zhenxiong roared, grabbing Li Xuanming and sprinting away.


    "Trying to flee?" Duan Feipeng sneered. "Annihilation Thunder!"


    He laughed coldly as both a sword and a saber magic tool materialized. The blades met, unleashing a terrifying column of thunderous light straight towards them!


    The effort drained Duan Feipeng considerably, his complexion turning stark white.


    Seeing this, Li Xuanming did not hesitate; he slapped Liu Zhenxiong''s chest, hurling him towards the thunderous column while using the recoil to increase his own distance, fleeing into the distance!

 Chapter 100: The Demonic Cultivator

    Li Xuanming''s face bore no trace of pity. He had survived the destruction of the Infinite Sect, escaping encirclement by countless righteous cultivators¡ªa feat he had performed not infrequently.


    As a demonic cultivator, he embraced ruthlessness; to him, the lives of others meant nothing if his own survival was at stake. Even Liu Zhenxiong, his fellow sect junior brother, was nothing more than a pawn to be sacrificed when necessary.


    Liu Zhenxiong had not anticipated that his self-sacrificial attempt to save Li Xuanming would result in being explosively thrown aside and used as a human shield against Duan Feipeng''s attack. His eyes dimmed, void of any curses or angry roars; he simply yearned for rest.


    Boom!


    The column of thunder swallowed him whole. His robes shattered, his flesh charred, and his bones melted. When the thunderous assault finally dissipated, only a charred corpse remained smashed upon the earth.


    Duan Feipeng furrowed his brow, surprised by Li Xuanming''s decisive action to forsake his junior brother to escape. He stamped the ground forcefully and vaulted over the scorched remains, continuing his pursuit.


    Escape, escape, escape!


    That was the only thought left in Li Xuanming''s mind as the wind howled past his ears.


    The distant sounds of battle from the main frontline reached him. If he could just make it back there, where countless cultivators witnessed the fray, Duan Feipeng would have to consider his status and reputation, likely staying his hand.


    "Just need to get there¡­"


    Li Xuanming could already see the low-quality spells clashing ahead¡ªthe battlefield of the Qi Refining cultivators.


    But at that moment, a horrific ghostly wail pierced the air, and a black chain, serpent-like, suddenly appeared. In an instant, it ensnared and immobilized Li Xuanming completely.


    Thud!


    Unable to stop his forward momentum, Li Xuanming crashed violently into the mud and blood-soaked ground. As he struggled to his feet, he found himself facing someone¡ªChu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan''s eyes were filled with cold. After repelling Han Liuyun, he swiftly moved to this sector of the battlefield. Although he was strong enough to potentially kill Duan Feipeng, the effort would be immense, possibly leaving him severely wounded. Thus, he had remained hidden, waiting for an opportune moment to strike during one of Duan Feipeng''s vulnerabilities.


    He had witnessed the entire scene. Liu Zhenxiong had sacrificed himself to save Li Xuanming, only to be used as a human shield. Chu Xuan was not one to sacrifice himself for others; he always prioritized his own interests. Yet, he remembered the Tiger Soul Talisman Liu Zhenxiong had once given him¡ªa rare act of kindness in this brutal and cold world of cultivation.


    "Junior brother, I can explain. Better I live alone than we both die, so I..." Li Xuanming hastily began to explain.


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "If you can betray senior brother Liu, one day you will betray me too. What use then is there in keeping you alive?"


    With a swift motion, he clenched his hand. The Evil Soul Chain tightened violently.


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    Crack!


    Li Xuanming''s head was twisted off abruptly, his handsome face still marked by a mixture of shock and unwillingness. He had not expected that Chu Xuan would grant him no time to even finish his sentence before ending his life.


    Casually, Chu Xuan collected Li Xuanming''s corpse into the Corpse Nurturing Tower, then turned his attention to Duan Feipeng, who was slowly approaching.


    Duan Feipeng, a tall, thin cultivator dressed in blue robes, was not handsome. His stern face was enough to deter countless cultivators.


    "You''re still alive; Han Liuyun really is useless," Duan Feipeng sneered.


    Chu Xuan responded calmly, "Thinking Han Liuyun is useless just shows you''re not much better."


    Duan Feipeng made a flicking motion, and countless thunder-wrapped beams of light surged towards Chu Xuan. He spoke no idle words; his every move was an attack meant to kill.


    Yet, Chu Xuan did not use the Yin Evil Escape to dodge. Instead, he stomped the ground, aggressively closing the distance between himself and Duan Feipeng.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    The beams hadn''t yet hit Chu Xuan when they were blocked by the Mystic Iron Shield. The sound of metal clashing rang out.


    Duan Feipeng smirked coldly. Many thought he specialized in long-range thunder magic, but he also practiced close combat. Those cultivators who recklessly tried to close in on him often met grimmer fates.


    As Chu Xuan closed to within thirty feet of Duan Feipeng, the latter swiftly changed his spell, clenching his fist to summon a massive axe wreathed in thunder into his palm. He bellowed angrily, swinging the axe directly at Chu Xuan''s head.


    In that moment, Chu Xuan roared back, his claw reaching fiercely toward Duan Feipeng''s body, while the Evil Soul Chain wrapped around his throat.


    "You won''t block? Seeking death!" Duan Feipeng held the axe with both hands, nearly striking Chu Xuan''s head.


    However, in that instant, layers of golden light rose above Chu Xuan''s head, and ethereal chants filled the air.


    Suddenly, behind his head, a multicolored halo of rich mist appeared. The halo emanated tremendous force, forming a protective aura around his body.


    Moreover, atop Chu Xuan''s head, a small bell sounded with a resonant clang, adding to the formidable defenses now shielding him.


    The force of meritorious power around Chu Xuan exploded with even greater intensity, forming a massive golden bell inverted around him, protecting him flawlessly. This dual defense was the manifestation of the Golden Dragon Temple''s Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree combined with the top-grade magic tool, the Merit Bell.


    Clang!


    The thunderous axe struck these layered defenses, not only failing to penetrate them but also being violently repelled. The hefty blade of the axe bore a significant notch as a result, nearly slipping from Duan Feipeng''s grasp.


    "Merit! Such formidable merit? How can this be? Isn''t he a demonic cultivator?!" Duan Feipeng''s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, his usually stern face almost losing composure in shock.


    At that moment, Chu Xuan''s counterattack arrived. The Yin Evil Demon Claw, fueled by Yin Evil Qi, immediately grasped Duan Feipeng''s body.


    The Evil Soul Chain, controlled by Huikong, precisely targeted Duan Feipeng''s throat.


    Duan Feipeng''s top-tier defensive magic tool barely managed to hold under the dual assault, cracks spreading across it, signaling it wouldn''t last much longer. Duan Feipeng struggled to raise his hand, attempting to cast a defensive spell.


    However, Long had already materialized behind him, opening its gaping maw. The roar of a corpse puppet resounded as if a demon''s whisper exploded right by his ear, causing Duan Feipeng''s thoughts to stall, his mind going blank.


    By the time he regained his senses, Chu Xuan''s palm had already struck his chest.


    Boom!


    The terrifying Corpse Refining Blood Fire instantly erupted, engulfing him on the spot.


    Duan Feipeng''s agonized screams echoed through the flames, along with a few strained words, "I have a top-tier¡­ magic tool¡­ don''t kill me¡­"


    Regret flooded his heart. He had underestimated Chu Xuan, and before he could utilize any of his own trump cards, he had been trapped in this dire situation.


    "Foolish, by killing you, your possessions also become mine," Chu Xuan sneered.


    The fire burned even fiercer. Within moments, Duan Feipeng was reduced to a charred body, falling unconscious from the pain.


    However, Chu Xuan did not let him die. Instead, he had Long and Hu bind him tightly and stand guard beside him.


    Chu Xuan vividly remembered that Duan Feipeng possessed an ultimate grade Thunder Spiritual Root, and as a demonic cultivator, he knew techniques to transplant such Spiritual Roots for his own use!

 Chapter 101: Come Out, No More Hiding

    Chu Xuan was able to swiftly defeat Duan Feipeng, who was in the same realm, for several reasons.


    Firstly, in the prior combat, Duan Feipeng had already expended a considerable amount of his Spiritual Qi and had even deployed his most powerful attack spells.


    This was precisely why Chu Xuan had remained passive, biding his time. If the opponent did not deploy their skills, he would not enter the fray.


    Secondly, Duan Feipeng could not have anticipated that Chu Xuan possessed the Merit Bell, a top-grade magic tool, nor could he have foreseen the terrifying extent of Chu Xuan''s merit, completely misjudging his defense.


    Otherwise, Duan Feipeng would have at least been able to retaliate, instead of being so severely injured by Chu Xuan right from the start, rendered utterly incapable of fighting back.


    ...


    Treading through a mixture of blood and mud, Chu Xuan advanced slowly. Ahead, beside the charred corpse of Liu Zhenxiong, lay a figure.


    "You actually... shattered my lifebound magic tool! I will kill you! Kill you!"


    He roared, plunging a dagger viciously into the charred corpse. The voice was familiar to Chu Xuan¡ªit was Wu Teng.


    The footsteps behind him alerted Wu Teng. He sprang up, his pale face twisting into a smile, "Senior Brother Duan, you''ve returned from slaying Li Xuanming¡­"


    His words trailed off, stuck in his throat, as his smile froze like ice.


    "Chu... Chu Xuan?"


    A smile uglier than bitterness itself contorted Wu Teng''s face.


    He was no fool. Although he had been thrown far away by Liu Zhenxiong and had not witnessed Chu Xuan joining the battle or his successive slaying of Li Xuanming and Duan Feipeng, he could guess. Chu Xuan''s presence here meant that the situation had spiraled beyond their plans.


    "Junior Brother Chu, you''re still alive, thank heavens! Liu Zhenxiong, that traitor, caused my lifebound magic tool to be destroyed! Where is our senior brother? Is he safe from Duan Feipeng''s pursuit?"


    Wu Teng was filled with righteous indignation. Chu Xuan approached him with a slight smile.


    Suddenly, the Yin Evil Demon Claw appeared and clenched Wu Teng''s head.


    And then, before his horrified eyes...


    Chu Xuan crushed it completely.


    With a crack, like a ripe persimmon smashing onto the ground, juices and pulp flew everywhere.


    Of course, Chu Xuan still took care to collect his body, throwing it into the Tower.


    "You... you demon cultivator of the Extreme Yin Cave!"


    The two Foundation Establishment cultivators widened their eyes, hurriedly attempting to flee. But they were quickly overtaken by Chu Xuan, who crushed their heads as well.


    Afterward, Chu Xuan cleaned up the scene, throwing all the cultivators'' bodies into the Tower. He collected all their storage bags.


    Ensuring nothing was overlooked, Chu Xuan then returned to Liu Zhenxiong''s charred corpse.


    Even in death, Liu Zhenxiong maintained the state of his Dark Beast Demon Body, making his body extremely large, more beast than man.


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    "Senior Brother, you are too kind to be a demonic cultivator. Perhaps if you had joined one of the righteous five sects initially, your fate would be far better than it is now."


    Chu Xuan sighed softly. He could have tossed Liu Zhenxiong''s body into the Tower, either to nurture corpse puppets or to breed Gu insects.


    But he chose not to. The bodies of Foundation Establishment cultivators were numerous; one more or less made little difference.


    Yet, a kind demon cultivator like Liu Zhenxiong might be the only one in this world.


    He placed Liu Zhenxiong''s body into a storage bag by itself, planning to take it back to the Extreme Yin Cave for a proper burial.


    "Stop hiding, come out."


    Chu Xuan spoke nonchalantly, not even turning his head.


    "Ha ha ha, you caught me after all."


    Han Liuyun leapt down from the top of a giant tree, revealing a smile.


    He was somewhat panic-stricken. His employer was Duan Feipeng, and he had been searching for Duan Feipeng''s whereabouts just before finding this battleground.


    Upon arriving, however, he discovered Duan Feipeng barely clinging to life, closely guarded by two corpse generals. The one who survived was Chu Xuan, who appeared virtually unharmed.


    Who was truly the genius here?


    Han Liuyun''s mind seemed overwhelmed.


    Chu Xuan asked calmly, "How much did you see?"


    Han Liuyun shook his head, "When I arrived, Duan Feipeng was already in this state; I saw none of your trump cards. If you don''t believe me, I can swear an oath on my inner demons."


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "No need, you surely have ways to circumvent such oaths."


    Han Liuyun just smiled, saying nothing.


    Chu Xuan casually asked, "How was your harvest?"


    Han Liuyun smiled, "Six Foundation Establishment corpses, eight storage bags, not too bad."


    The two made sporadic conversation, yet maintained a cautious distance.


    After a moment, Chu Xuan erased all traces left at the scene, then finally looked towards Han Liuyun.


    Han Liuyun smiled, "Leaving?"


    Chu Xuan nodded.


    "Next time we meet, perhaps we can cooperate," Han Liuyun chuckled.


    "Definitely next time," Chu Xuan responded noncommittally.


    Both stepped back simultaneously, then quickly vanished into the forest.


    On the main battlefield, the war among Qi Refining cultivators continued.


    Unbeknownst to them, within the unseen woods, several Foundation Establishment cultivators had perished¡ªincluding Duan Feipeng, one of the renowned Heavenly Seal Trio!


    ...


    Chu Xuan did not rejoin the battle himself but released Long, Hu, and Bao to hunt down the Thousand Insects Sect''s Foundation Establishment cultivators. He stood on higher ground, surveying the distant conflict among the Golden Core cultivators.


    It seemed likely that the Heavenly Seal Sect, Thousand Insects Sect, and Imperial Spirit Mountain would all enter the fray. Not to mention the Golden Core cultivators of Imperial Spirit Mountain, even those within the Heavenly Seal Sect might covet the precious treasure.


    Even though Wan Wuying was well-prepared, Chu Xuan dared not conclude that Wan Wuying could win or even survive until the outcome was clear.


    "If Wan Wuying dies, the Extreme Yin Cave will most likely be purged by the Heavenly Seal Sect. It would be wise to think of an escape route sooner rather than later. Yue Country is dominated by the Heaven Burning Sect alone; heading south to Yue Country to restart my demonic cultivation career is not out of the question.


    However, I have heard that between Yu Country and Yue Country lies a boundless desert filled with demonic beasts, a challenge even for Golden Core cultivators to cross. Without a map to guide me through the oases for rest, my journey south would be exceedingly difficult."


    Chu Xuan could not help but sigh. It wasn''t that he didn''t want to flee; his abilities simply did not permit it.


    "If I ever get the chance, I must remember to collect a map."


    Chu Xuan made a mental note of this. Just then, he saw two streaks of light suddenly join the distant battle.


    "Eh? Two additional Golden Core cultivators? One of them feels familiar, like it''s Zhao Wuya!"


    Chu Xuan was surprised.


    Were Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu not recalled by the main hall of the Heavenly Seal Sect? Why had they joined the battle halfway through? Could this supposed switch in war leaders be merely a ruse by the Heavenly Seal Sect? Or perhaps it was Wan Wuying''s own scheme?


    Chu Xuan perked up. This development could tilt the battle of the Golden Core cultivators in Wan Wuying''s favor.


    Sure enough.


    Not long after, the earth-shattering exchange of spells in the distance concluded.


    A hundred breaths later, five figures streaked across the sky and landed on the main battlefield.


    Leading were Wan Wuying, Zhao Wuya, Huang Yuanwu, and Chu Qiong!


    Trailing them was Zhu Taiji.


    However, Zhu Taiji was severely injured, having lost an arm¡ªnot as if it had been severed by a magic tool, but as though it had been violently torn off!


    Their arrival greatly boosted the morale of the Heavenly Seal Sect cultivators.


    The Thousand Insects Sect cultivators were terrified.


    "Old Zhao, it''s your turn," Wan Wuying said casually.


    Zhao Wuya smiled, circulated his Spiritual Qi, and announced loudly, "The Thousand Insects Sect''s Hundred Gu, Chaotic Blood, and Dry Bone demons have been slain! Disciples of the Thousand Insects Sect, surrender and you shall not be killed!"


    His voice boomed like a great bell, resounding thunderously across the battlefield.

 Chapter 102: The Great Battle Concluded

    As the Golden Core cultivator fell, the Thousand Insects Sect''s Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators immediately crumbled like a landslide. They surrendered in droves, and in the blink of an eye, the battlefield was filled with Thousand Insects Sect cultivators no longer resisting.


    Chu Xuan, seeing that Wan Wuying was safe and sound, breathed a sigh of relief. His master was still alive; thankfully, there was no need to flee.


    At that moment, a voice transmission echoed in his ear: "Come find me in the eastern forest."


    Chu Xuan immediately headed there and found Wan Wuying looking somewhat pale.


    Chu Xuan produced some healing pills. "Master, are you injured?"


    Wan Wuying dismissed them with a wave of his hand. "Your healing pills are of no use to me; take them back."


    Chu Xuan nodded, thinking he hadn''t really planned to give them anyway¡ªit was just for appearances.


    Wan Wuying took several glossy pills and popped them into his mouth, gradually bringing some color back to his cheeks. He looked at Chu Xuan with a complex expression and after a long pause said, "Is it just you?"


    Chu Xuan nodded.


    "What happened? Tell me about it," Wan Wuying requested.


    Chu Xuan recounted the battle in detail, not intending to lie, as Wan Wuying would surely find out the truth if he chose to investigate. He merely omitted that he harbored merit and had practiced the techniques of the Golden Dragon Temple.


    "Wu Teng, that traitor, hmph, well killed. Liu Zhenxiong... sigh, he was always too na?ve, too kind-hearted for demonic cultivation. Li Xuanming... he did nothing wrong; why did you kill him?" Wan Wuying looked at Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan replied calmly, "He did nothing wrong, but he might have treated me the same way in the future, so I killed him. Also, keeping him would have split the cultivation resources and attention you give to me. Better to focus all on one than to dilute the effect across two. It''s better if there''s only me."


    Wan Wuying commented, "You''re quite straightforward. The battle is over. I need to go back and heal. I''ll emerge from seclusion after some time."


    Chu Xuan started to speak, then hesitated.


    Wan Wuying chuckled, "I know what you want to ask. The leaders of the Heavenly Seal Sect aren''t fools; they guessed early on that Imperial Spirit Mountain was interfering. The supposed reassignment of Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu was merely a ruse¡ªthey never left and stayed nearby.


    Zhu Taiji, driven by personal desires, secretly collaborated with Imperial Spirit Mountain to attack his fellow sect members and even ordered his disciples to kill disciples from my Extreme Yin Cave.


    He will be punished, and stripped of various resources and positions. However, as a Golden Core cultivator, the Heavenly Seal Sect won''t be too harsh on him. They won''t drive him away but will let him reflect on his actions, and perhaps one day, he will be sent to attack Imperial Spirit Mountain to redeem himself. Guo Zhen, too weak, was killed by me."


    Wan Wuying clicked his tongue, "In my opinion, the elders of the Heavenly Seal Sect are still rigid in their ways. It would be better to let me slay Zhu Taiji and forge him into a Corpse Commander; far more useful than a rebellious Golden Core cultivator."


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    Chu Xuan chuckled softly, "The leaders of Heavenly Seal Sect fear you as well."


    Wan Wuying snorted, "Of course I know that. They don''t want me to become too powerful. But they still need to rely on me now and dare not treat me poorly.


    This battle has indeed established the reputation of my Extreme Yin Cave. No one dares to provoke the tiger anymore. Just continue to act as usual during this time, and do not tarnish the name of Extreme Yin Cave."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Yes."


    Wan Wuying then said, "You take care of cleaning up the battlefield. Don''t waste so many corpses."


    "Yes."


    With that, Wan Wuying rode the black winds and vanished in the blink of an eye.


    Chu Xuan felt a bit sentimental. His master was indeed reliable. A good thing indeed.


    He diligently gathered his own resources, but nothing compared to the master directly bestowing him a trove of treasures.


    ...


    The great battle thus concluded.


    Over the lands of Wu Province, only a few Foundation Establishment cultivators led Qi Refining cultivators in resistance.


    Additionally, the land was rife with poisonous creatures and demonic beasts.


    These also needed time to be cleared. If not cleared, it was impossible to establish mundane cities. And without mundane cities, true dominion could not be discussed.


    The Golden Core masters of the Heavenly Seal Sect naturally wouldn''t spare the energy for such tasks.


    These chores of clearing Gu cultivators, poisonous creatures, and demonic beasts, and establishing mundane cities, would all be delegated and completed by the disciples of the Heavenly Seal Sect.


    A sect expands its territory step by step in this manner, growing ever more vast and formidable.


    Chu Xuan was too lazy to care about these commissions.


    Too troublesome. It was quicker to make money through looting.


    Chu Xuan swiftly cleaned the battlefield before anyone else could react.


    Nearly a thousand corpses were collected into the Corpse Nurturing Tower.


    Chu Xuan, piloting the Green Shadow Shuttle, was about to return to the Water Curtain Cave. Then he heard an urgent shout from below.


    "Uncle Master Chu!"


    Looking down, it was Chen Ge, lying amidst a pile of corpses.


    However, Chen Ge had lost his right arm. His body was also covered with numerous wounds.


    Yet, his face was filled with joy. Clearly, he had reaped great rewards.


    Seeing no one around, Chen Ge took a storage bag from his own, and respectfully presented it with both hands, whispering, "Uncle Master, this is a storage bag from a Thousand Insects Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator that I found. I didn''t dare to keep it for myself. After much thought, I decided it should be presented to you."


    Chu Xuan chuckled softly.


    For this once junior brother, now a nephew disciple, he held a deep impression.


    Now, Chen Ge''s actions were quite commendable.


    Chu Xuan casually accepted the storage bag, "Chen Ge, let''s go. I''ll accompany you part of the way. In the future, when you establish your own cultivator family, I will lend a helping hand."


    Chen Ge was immensely moved, almost kneeling in gratitude, "Thank you, Uncle Master!"


    He could have easily kept the storage bag for himself. The value inside would even surpass that of two or three dozen Qi Refining stage cultivators'' storage bags combined.


    Yet, after much deliberation, he decided to hand it over to Chu Xuan. Because he could see.


    Out of the four Foundation Establishment cultivators from Extreme Yin Cave, now only Chu Xuan remained. He had outlived Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Wu Teng!


    Why wouldn''t he invest in such a person? Why not serve him?


    A short while later, Chu Xuan set down Chen Ge at Plain City.


    Chen Ge respectfully said, "Thank you, Uncle Master Chu. Once I recover from my injuries, I will start establishing my cultivator family."


    Chu Xuan smiled, "Very good. Extreme Yin Cave needs to grow and thrive, and it requires your contributions of spiritual seedlings."


    Chu Xuan watched him depart, then once again piloted the Green Shadow Shuttle into the wind. He quickly returned to the Water Curtain Cave.


    ...


    On the Blue Star.


    Chu Xuan opened each of the storage bags one by one.


    The Thousand Insects Sect''a Gu cultivators were generally quite poor. Their spirit stones were few, but they possessed countless Gu insects and eggs.


    The Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Heavenly Seal Sect, on the other hand, had considerably more substantial wealth. From their storage bags, Chu Xuan found many unexpected items.


    Items like blood beads, Gu insects, demonic pills, and magic talismans¡ªclearly all backup strategies and resources.


    Yet, they hadn''t even had a chance to use them before they met their demise.


    Finally, two exquisite storage bags lay before him. One belonged to Li Xuanming. The other to Duan Feipeng.


    The best was saved for last, a treat to be savored. These two storage bags were bound to be the most valuable!


    "Time to open these blind boxes!"

 Chapter 103: The Deal with Han Liuyun

    Within Li Xuanming''s storage bag, the spirit stones were surprisingly scant, amounting to just over three thousand small spiritual stones and about twenty to thirty medium spiritual stones.


    Chu Xuan surmised that Li Xuanming had likely spent the spirit stones before the war, exchanging them for magic tools and other forms of immediate combat power.


    As for magic tools, Chu Xuan found several high-grade defensive magic tools. There was also one top-grade defensive magic tool, a personal undergarment armor, although it had been damaged during the battle between Li Xuanming and Duan Feipeng.


    However, the three secret techniques hidden by Li Xuanming piqued Chu Xuan''s interest:


    "Turtle Breath Technique," a high-grade Foundation Establishment stage cultivation method with three levels. It could completely conceal one''s aura, making one appear as a mere mortal. When cultivated to its highest level, one could freely intensify or weaken their aura.


    "Venom Scripture," which recorded over a hundred poison formulas, covering both Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages, along with various methods of administering poisons.


    Such esoteric and unorthodox methods were uniquely valuable to Chu Xuan. He had previously dabbled in the art of poison, but the poison techniques of the Infinite Sect were relatively mediocre. He had only explored them superficially and regretted not delving deeper. Now, a comprehensive manual on poisons was literally handed to him on a platter. There was no reason to let it slip away again.


    "Complete Root Seizing Technique," which could extract another''s spiritual root and transplant it into oneself. The more materials prepared, the more complete the extraction of the spiritual root. At its highest, it can fully seize another''s spiritual root¡­"


    Chu Xuan clicked his tongue. His own spiritual root was a mid-grade wood-leaning spiritual root. Hence, he had long prepared a secret technique to seize spiritual roots, although he had seldom had the chance to use it. Either there was no suitable target, or he lacked the necessary materials.


    However, the technique he had only allowed for seizing up to fifty percent of another''s spiritual root. For an ultimate thunder spiritual root like Duan Feipeng''s, even if transplanted, it would likely degrade to a superior-grade thunder root.


    But with this Complete Root Seizing Technique, he could potentially seize an ultimate thunder root in its entirety! Such an opportunity was monumental!


    Chu Xuan carefully stored these items. Then, he opened Duan Feipeng''s storage bag, and the contents left him astonished. Indeed, Duan was secretly regarded by many as the foremost among the "Three Scions of the Heavenly Seal." His wealth was astoundingly abundant! Chu had never seen such a well-stocked storage bag!


    Small spiritual stones, six thousand!


    Medium spiritual stones, two hundred!


    Top-grade magic tools, two!


    Foundation Establishment stage magic talismans, four!


    Foundation Establishment stage beast spirit talismans produced by Imperial Spirit Mountain, eight!


    Foundation Establishment stage demonic pills, one bottle!


    Foundation Establishment stage healing pills, eight bottles!


    Foundation Establishment stage killing arrays, defense arrays, and various special arrays, twelve in total!


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    Besides, there was an extensive collection of cultivation manuals. Heavenly Seal Sect, Thousand Insects Sect, Blood Fury Sect, and more¡­ all included!


    Clearly, these were the spoils of war Duan Feipeng had collected from slain enemies. Now, including Duan Feipeng himself, all these treasures had fallen into Chu Xuan''s hands.


    "Rich as Croesus," Chu Xuan marveled, clicking his tongue in wonder as he carefully stored away the treasures. He then began the process of seizing and transplanting spiritual roots.


    The Complete Root Seizing Technique required three types of pills as mediators to excavate and hold the spiritual roots. Two of these pills were high-grade Foundation Establishment stage, and the third was even a top-grade Foundation Establishment stage pill. All of them possessed the properties to reinforce or even repair damaged spiritual roots, making them exceptionally expensive.


    The high-grade Foundation Establishment stage pills each cost at least six hundred small spiritual stones, and the top-grade Foundation Establishment stage pill demanded a whopping eight hundred small spiritual stones¡ªand even at that price, they were scarce. Ultimately, this was due to the rare ingredients required for their creation.


    If Chu Xuan did not have the planet Blue Star as his backyard, with its abundance of zombies serving as furnaces to grow spiritual plants, he would have found it challenging to gather these essential pills.


    "There are a few types of spiritual plant seeds I still need. I''ll go buy them shortly. Let''s plant these seeds now; in time, they will grow, and I can attempt to concoct the pills."


    With that, Chu Xuan headed to the unnamed market to purchase the seeds.


    ...


    In a tea house at the nameless market, Chu Xuan sat quietly on an armchair, eyes closed as if dozing.


    The tea and snacks served by the female cultivator remained untouched. He was always cautious with anything not prepared under his watchful eye; if he could avoid eating, he would.


    Moments later, a figure appeared on the third floor. Almost instantly as the footsteps sounded, Chu Xuan''s eyes snapped open, his muscles tensing, nearly ready to trigger an attack spell.


    The newcomer, seeing the fierce aura Chu Xuan exuded as if he was about to strike, seemed to recognize someone he had once fought!


    In that instant, both recognized each other''s true identity.


    Tap, tap.


    Han Liuyun''s footsteps were steady and firm, yet he kept a distance from Chu Xuan. This time, he did not sit down in front of Chu Xuan but stayed quite far away.


    Chu Xuan asked calmly, "Did you come here looking for me?"


    Han Liuyun shook his head vigorously. "You think too much. I''m not interested in fighting you to the death. The cost-benefit ratio doesn''t add up."


    He glanced around and then asked, "What about that cultivator in need of spiritual plant seeds? Did you devour him?"


    Chu Xuan, "¡­is it possible¡ªI''m just saying possible¡ªthat the commission was posted by me?"


    Han Liuyun looked astonished. "You don''t seem like the type who enjoys farming. What do you need spiritual plant seeds for?"


    Chu Xuan scoffed, "That''s none of your business. Hand over the goods."


    From a distance, Han Liuyun tossed a storage bag. Chu Xuan didn''t catch it; instead, he let it fall to the ground.


    After a moment, ensuring there were no traps, he used the Evil Soul Chain to lift it.


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Good, everything I need is here. Name your price."


    Han Liuyun smiled, "Spiritual plant seeds are cheap¡ªthirty small spiritual stones per catty. There are a thousand cattys of various seeds in there. You mentioned you have blood beads; let''s settle in those."


    Chu Xuan nodded, counted out some large blood beads, and tossed them over.


    Han Liuyun caught the blood beads and raised an eyebrow, "He Liang?"


    Chu Xuan replied calmly, "Indeed."


    Han Liuyun stared at Chu Xuan, shocked. He had been dealing with Chu Xuan all along without penetrating his disguise. Despite priding himself on having unmatched skills in disguise, here was someone truly celestial before him!


    Han Liuyun clicked his tongue in admiration, "Your skill in disguise is strong. Could you teach me?"


    Chu Xuan sneered, "Your hidden weapons are also impressive. Would you teach me those?"


    After a moment''s thought, Han Liuyun shook his head, "Forget it, I fear the day I teach you might be the day I drop dead."


    Both men backed away and simultaneously made a swift exit, their movements exceptionally synchronized.


    With his preparations complete, Chu Xuan headed to the zombie farm near the Haotai Hotel. The Zombie Matriarch diligently produced small flesh pods there, each serving as a nurturing bed for the spiritual plants.


    Chu Xuan then began his cultivation practices.


    He had to practice the Turtle Breath Technique, the Boiling Blood Scripture, the Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree, and even glance through the Venom Scripture when he had the chance. Although he only intended to dabble lightly without going deep, it would still consume a considerable amount of time.


    Days passed one after another, and within a year, various spiritual plants matured successfully.

 Chapter 104: The Top Alchemist

    Chu Xuan began to attempt alchemy.


    Previously, he had only refined the Earth Evil Pill. However, the grade of the Earth Evil Pill was not high, only a low-grade Foundation Establishment stage pill.


    Now, the three types he was going to attempt were all high-grade and top-grade Foundation Establishment stage pills.


    Even though Chu Xuan was somewhat prepared, he was still surprised by the low success rate of these three pills.


    It was incredibly low. For these two high-grade Foundation Establishment stage pills, he failed six furnaces before succeeding once.


    As for the top-grade Foundation Establishment stage pill "Heaven Patching Pill," he tried seven times and failed each time.


    Chu Xuan couldn''t help shaking his head. It was too difficult. To be safe, it would be better to find a professional.


    ...


    "You want to find a top-grade Foundation Establishment alchemist? Hmm, that''s not easy," Han Liuyun shook his head involuntarily after hearing Chu Xuan''s description.


    Foundation Establishment low-grade alchemists were plentiful. Even Han Liuyun and Chu Xuan themselves could refine Foundation Establishment low-grade pills.


    However, it was difficult to refine mid-grade pills and above. It would be best to find a professional alchemist who specialized in pill refinement.


    But finding a top-grade Foundation Establishment alchemist? That was not easy at all.


    Chu Xuan could manage to take it a step further and trouble Wan Wuying directly to invite the Golden Core Elder of the Heavenly Seal Sect to refine pills. But could he afford the price that they would ask for?


    Han Liuyun said, "I''ll do my best to keep an eye out for Heaven Patching Pills and anyone who can refine them."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Alright."


    He then flicked three large blood beads over as payment.


    ...


    Chu Xuan continued his daily cultivation.


    His main cultivation technique was the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, supplemented by techniques like Turtle Breath Technique and Boiling Blood Technique. Benefiting from the endless Yin Evil Qi and the replenishment of the large blood beads, he progressed smoothly.


    However...


    Bang!


    A muffled explosion came from the pill furnace.


    Chu Xuan opened the lid and found that the pill liquid inside had turned into a solidified, charred, and unrecognizable mass.


    "Damn!"


    Chu Xuan frowned at the lump of charred matter and gave it the middle finger. It seemed that his talent in alchemy was still lacking.


    He could barely refine high-grade Foundation Establishment pills. But he had been failing continuously in refining top-grade Foundation Establishment pills.


    During this period, he had failed almost twenty furnaces, if not thirty.


    All failures. Too difficult.


    Chu Xuan casually threw out the charred lump. Bao quickly rushed over and swallowed it in one gulp. Its expression looked rather satisfied.


    Chu Xuan was no longer surprised by its reaction. In fact, during this period of failed alchemy attempts, this little guy had eaten all the leftovers. He didn''t know why it loved eating these things.


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    "Hmm? The mother-child stone broke. It seems there''s a result!"


    Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up. He quickly packed up and headed straight to the nameless market.


    ...


    The nameless market tea house.


    When Chu Xuan arrived, Han Liuyun was already waiting there.


    He got straight to the point, "I''ve found what you asked me to look for! I found a top-tier Foundation Establishment alchemist at Mystical Sound Palace. You provide the materials, and she''ll refine the pills. She charges 500 small spiritual stones for the alchemy, and she also requires one pill after it''s refined."


    Chu Xuan frowned, "It''s pricey, but acceptable. My only condition is that she refines the pills in front of me."


    Han Liuyun scratched his head, "Alchemy in front of you? That''s an unusual request. Let me ask her."


    He took out a sound-transmitting jade and sent his voice across. Soon, he received a response. The response was just one sentence.


    "Okay, I''m coming right away."


    Chu Xuan was puzzled, "Isn''t she at Mystical Sound Palace?"


    Mystical Sound Palace''s headquarters are in Qian Province, located in the central part of Yu Kingdom, eighty thousand li from here. How could an alchemist from Mystical Sound Palace rush over here?


    Han Liuyun smiled, "She''s currently traveling through the Nine Provinces of Yu Kingdom, purchasing alchemy materials in this market."


    As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps echoed up the stairs. Immediately after, a graceful figure walked in.


    If one had to describe her appearance, Chu Xuan could only say, her features were delicate and exquisite.


    Small mouth, small nose, and eyes... also small.


    The woman looked at Chu Xuan, "My name is Yan Xiao. Are you here to refine the Heaven Patching Pills?"


    Chu Xuan nodded, tossing over a storage bag, "All the materials are inside, enough to refine two furnaces of it. The alchemy fee is also included."


    Yan Xiao nodded, "Good, I''ll start the furnace now."


    The three of them entered a soundproof chamber.


    Yan Xiao took out a small bronze cauldron from the storage bag, ignited the spirit wood with flame arts, and heated the cauldron. Then she began to add various materials into the cauldron.


    The entire process flowed smoothly, done in one go. This level of proficiency could only come from refining dozens of Heaven Patching Pills.


    Chu Xuan watched closely, without blinking.


    Han Liuyun snacked on pastries, smiling ambiguously, "Stop staring. Without sufficient talent in alchemy, you won''t learn a thing. We should stick to refining low-grade pills ourselves. High-grade pills like these should be left to professional alchemists."


    Chu Xuan ignored him and continued to observe. It wasn''t until Yan Xiao finished refining two furnaces of pills that he reluctantly looked away.


    Yan Xiao was surprised. Someone could actually watch her alchemy for over five hours without looking away. This person had remarkable perseverance, likely with some talent in alchemy. Maybe he really did learn something.


    Thinking of this, she felt a bit regretful. Her alchemy techniques were passed down exclusively within her family. If they were truly learned by an outsider just from observing once, she would probably become a sinner.


    Han Liuyun was also astonished, "Did you learn something?"


    Chu Xuan clicked his tongue, "Not really."


    Han Liuyun, Yan Xiao, "..."


    Chu Xuan smiled. He did manage to glean a little, but not much.


    Yan Xiao''s alchemy technique was undoubtedly far superior to his pedestrian methods. That was beyond doubt. If he could obtain Yan Xiao''s alchemy technique...


    Yan Xiao handed over a jade bottle, "There''s a small formation on the mouth of this bottle. It will only unlock by itself once I leave the boundaries of Wu Province. If I come under attack, the formation will self-destruct. This transaction is complete."


    With that, Yan Xiao took the items and turned to leave. She showed no intention of lingering.


    Chu Xuan sneered, cutting it close. However, this female cultivator could refine top-grade Foundation Establishment-level pills, indicating considerable wealth. There might be a few people hiding in the shadows to protect her.


    As for this Han Liuyun, who knew if he was really a guardian? To play it safe, it was indeed unnecessary to provoke trouble.


    After Yan Xiao left, Han Liuyun whispered, "This woman is not simple. I received a commission from a disciple of the Heavenly Seal Sect to kill her, but she always has three or four late Foundation Establishment stage cultivators protecting her. Later, she even found out about me."


    Chu Xuan asked, "And then?"


    Han Liuyun smiled, "Then she offered me five times the price. I firmly refused, saying the employer was my senior brother in the sect, my fellow disciple, and she immediately raised it to ten times. You know, it''s... impossible to refuse."


    Chu Xuan scoffed, "Leave."


    Han Liuyun hurriedly said, "Don''t go! I have a job here. Let''s explore an ancient secret realm together! That place is full of treasures! Many opportunities! I''ve heard that many Foundation Establishment cultivators are planning to explore it!"


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "Not interested. I''d rather sit down and cultivate properly."


    Han Liuyun was puzzled, "But you''re a demonic cultivator! How can you call yourself one without fighting and seizing opportunities?"


    Chu Xuan replied calmly, "I''m different from other demon cultivators. My cultivation is on putting down the butcher''s knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot."


    Han Liuyun watched him walk away, speechless. After a long time, he sighed.


    "This guy is so stubborn, trying to trick him is too difficult."

 Chapter 105: Replanting of Spiritual Roots

    Haotai Hotel, rooftop.


    Duan Feipeng, his limbs severed, howled weakly but received no response. Before his eyes, there was only a corpse puppet, intermittently stuffing large blood beads into his mouth to ensure he didn''t perish.


    Duan Feipeng could only see thousands of flesh sacs lying in the zombie farm, covered in lush and dripping spirit plants. A gentle breeze caused them to sway continuously, yet to him, these things were no different from the devil''s fangs. It was too terrifying. This place was simply hell.


    How had Chu Xuan found such a place? To continuously use flesh sacs to cultivate spirit plants. No wonder Chu Xuan possessed such terrifying strength!


    Duan Feipeng secretly tried to contact his master, Zhu Taiji, using a jade slip embedded in his flesh, injecting countless Spiritual Qi and sending numerous calls for help, but all signals sank without a trace, receiving no response at all.


    Duan Feipeng didn''t know where exactly this place was. All he knew was that he was waiting for death.


    Buzz.


    Suddenly, a figure appeared before him without warning.


    Duan Feipeng focused and saw that it was Chu Xuan. His eyes widened in disbelief. How could Chu Xuan appear out of thin air? This was definitely not something a Foundation Establishment cultivator could possess.


    "Heh... Heh..." Duan Feipeng tried to speak, but his trachea had already been severed, only strange syllables escaping.


    Chu Xuan calmly said, "You''ve waited long enough. Don''t worry, I''ll soon send you on your way."


    Duan Feipeng, "...Ah... Ah! I don''t want to go! Don''t come near me!"


    Following the "Complete Root Seizing Technique," Chu Xuan laid out the materials.


    Seizing spiritual roots was divided into three steps: extracting the spiritual roots, bearing the spiritual roots, and transplanting the spiritual roots. Three types of pills corresponded to these steps.


    Among them, transplanting the spiritual roots was the most difficult. Foreign spiritual roots would react adversely with one''s own body and had to be neutralized with Heaven Patching Pills.


    Chu Xuan patted Duan Feipeng''s shoulder reassuringly, "It won''t hurt too much. Relax."


    He directly took out a pill, the Forbidden Spirit Pill, and pushed it into Duan Feipeng''s mouth. This pill would reduce Duan Feipeng''s affinity with the Spiritual Qi to the lowest level, temporarily separating his body from the spiritual roots.


    Sure enough£¬after dozens of breaths, Duan Feipeng showed a look of horror. He felt like a mortal, completely unable to sense the existence of his spiritual roots.


    Chu Xuan seized the opportunity. A short knife plunged directly into Duan Feipeng''s abdomen!


    The spiritual roots were located three inches deep in the Qi Sea. Once a cultivator died, the spiritual roots would immediately disappear. This was why Chu Xuan hadn''t killed Duan Feipeng and had kept him alive until now.


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    Chu Xuan''s movements were swift and precise. In the blink of an eye, he extracted a complete spiritual root.


    Duan Feipeng''s spiritual root was purple-blue, with green and yellow on either side. These colors represented the attributes of thunder, wood, and metal.


    However, Duan Feipeng''s spiritual root was predominantly thunder attributed, with the wood and gold attributes so weak as to be almost non-existent, making it difficult to affect his absorption of thunder Spiritual Qi.


    It was because of this that the Heavenly Seal Sect had classified his spiritual root as an ultimate-grade Thunder Spiritual Root.


    The spiritual root was soft and delicate, feeling like cartilage to the touch.


    "Wuwuwu..." Duan Feipeng cried out in pain, contorting like a twisted worm. The agony of having his spiritual root forcibly taken was beyond what an ordinary person could endure. Even as one of Heavenly Seal Sect''s top three disciples who had experienced numerous battles, he couldn''t bear this pain.


    With a final stroke of the knife, Chu Xuan ended Duan Feipeng''s life. He then took out another pill, dissolved it with Spiritual Qi, and injected it into the spiritual root.


    Gradually, the spiritual root hardened, forming a tough outer layer only then could the spiritual root temporarily exist outside the body.


    Otherwise, if left in the air for too long, the spiritual root would gradually vaporize until it completely disappeared.


    Chu Xuan then took out another Forbidden Spirit Pill, this time swallowing it himself. Taking a deep breath, he fiercely stabbed his Qi Sea and forcefully extracted his own spiritual root!


    The empty space in his Qi Sea couldn''t accommodate more spiritual roots. To transplant someone else''s spiritual root, he had to remove his own!


    The moment he extracted his spiritual root, Chu Xuan felt as though he possessed all the cultivation in the world but couldn''t sense even a trace of Spiritual Qi from heaven and earth. It was as if he had been completely cut off from the world.


    He picked up the exceptional Thunder Spiritual Root and roughly stuffed it into his Qi Sea. The intense rejection reaction caused him excruciating pain that penetrated to his bones.


    Cold sweat poured out! Veins bulged!


    Chu Xuan quickly swallowed a prepared Heaven Patching Pill. Only then did the surging tide of pain gradually subside.


    ...


    "Hu, come here!" Chu Xuan shouted loudly.


    Hu, who had been standing nearby, hurried over as fast as lightning. Following Chu Xuan''s command, it had already opened its own abdomen.


    Struggling to stand, Chu Xuan inserted the wood spiritual root he had extracted from himself into Hu''s belly. The strain on him reached its limit at that moment, and he passed out completely.


    When he woke up again, the wound on his abdomen had already healed. The exceptional Thunder Spiritual Root had merged seamlessly with his body.


    He stood up, flexing his muscles slightly, sensing no abnormalities. Chu Xuan thought for a moment, then called for Hu. He felt that even the medium-grade wood spiritual root shouldn''t go to waste, so he attempted to insert it into Hu''s belly, though he wasn''t sure what changes would occur.


    Soon after, a figure appeared in the distance, bounding swiftly towards him. With a few leaps, the figure appeared before him.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow in surprise. He noticed that Hu''s appearance had undergone significant changes. Its fierce and angular body had softened, and its hollow eyes now showed a human-like gaze.


    Hu opened its mouth, but instead of "roar, roar, roar," it emitted a few unpleasant syllables.


    Chu Xuan became alert.


    "Try harder!"


    Hu cleared its throat and growled in annoyance, but ultimately only managed to produce a few incomprehensible syllables. It looked somewhat frustrated and lowered its head.


    Chu Xuan pondered. Although it couldn''t yet speak human language, its lively eyes seemed genuine.


    The combination of a corpse puppet''s body and a cultivator''s spiritual root seemed to have created an unexpected creation.


    "Spiritual root, corpse puppet... There must have been demonic cultivators who tried this before, but did they succeed?" Chu Xuan mused, finding it increasingly intriguing.


    "Don''t be anxious; one day, you''ll surely speak," Chu Xuan reflected with some emotion.


    "Ho, ho," Hu nodded.


    Normally, a corpse puppet had to condense corpse core to become a corpse commander before it could speak, albeit with a simple vocabulary. Hu, as a corpse general, was already producing syllables.


    In the future, it would only get faster than an ordinary corpse puppet.


    "Corpse puppet''s body is robust. With a spiritual root, it can absorb Spiritual Qi from heaven and earth, and even learn the techniques and spells of cultivators... I feel like I''ve created a monster," Chu Xuan marvelled.

 Chapter 106: The Method of Condensing the Golden Core

    Chu Xuan sat cross-legged, quietly cultivating. The attributes of his spiritual root underwent fundamental changes.


    Normally, this would necessitate switching to a new primary cultivation technique.


    However, doing so would mean completely dispersing his previous cultivation and starting anew.


    Chu Xuan had already advanced to the late Foundation Establishment stage. Dispersing his cultivation would render the years of effort he had invested utterly in vain¡ªa consequence too heavy for anyone to bear.


    Yet, such considerations applied to orthodox cultivators. For those on the demonic path, who possessed means to seize spiritual roots, maintaining existing cultivation without dispersing it was a feasible capability.


    The "Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture" was one such unique technique. As a demonic cultivation method, it inherently possessed the ability to alter its own attributes.


    Originally a wood attribute technique, through repeated operations, the Spiritual Qi within a demonic cultivator''s body could also change accordingly. It could even be transformed into variant attributes like thunder or wind.


    Moreover, since thunder belonged to yang wood and wind to yin wood, transforming the "Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture" into a thunder attribute technique was actually simpler than converting it into other elemental attributes.


    To transform the technique, only a thunder attribute spiritual material was needed: Thunder Striking Wood.


    In front of Chu Xuan appeared a section of charred Thunder Striking Wood. At its lower end, a tender shoot had just sprouted.


    Thunder, capable of destruction unparalleled, also harbored the power to foster life with the arrival of spring thunder and the first rain of spring, sprouting myriad beings.


    Thunder Striking Wood could also enhance Chu Xuan''s acquired Spiritual Body, achieving dual benefits with a single effort.


    Such a small section of Thunder Striking Wood contained two attributes and multiple powers, its mysteries boundless.


    Thunder Striking Wood was of a high grade. This piece, a top-grade Foundation Establishment material, had cost Chu Xuan three hundred small spiritual stones to acquire. He hadn''t utilized Han Liuyun''s channels but instead entrusted Chen Ge to make the purchase.


    Although this approach was slower and more expensive, it was safer.


    Chu Xuan wasn''t foolish enough to entrust all transactions to Han Liuyun, as that could easily expose his intentions.


    Han Liuyun, possessing only a superior-grade spiritual root, secretly surpassed Duan Feipeng in strength and seemed to wield an extensive intelligence network¡ªan unquestionably formidable individual.


    It was precisely because Chu Xuan and Han Liuyun possessed similar strengths that neither of them acted rashly. They proceeded with caution in their collaboration, each carefully testing the other''s abilities.


    If Chu Xuan were to discover one day that Han Liuyun had weakened or suffered serious injury, he would not hesitate to eliminate this individual who knew so many of his secrets.


    He believed that Han Liuyun would likely do the same.


    Throughout, Chu Xuan had always regarded Han Liuyun as someone to be used: useful when beneficial, discarded when not, with no further discussion needed.


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    Chu Xuan immediately began refining the Thunder Striking Wood with Spiritual Qi.


    Rich Thunder Spiritual Qi and Wood Spiritual Qi surged into his body. Spiritual Qi flowed continuously within him.


    Following the path of the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, which altered it into Thunder attribute.


    One cycle, two cycles, three cycles...


    With each successive operation, the Spiritual Qi underwent constant changes. After a day, it finally completely transformed from Wood attribute Spiritual Qi to Thunder attribute Spiritual Qi.


    "Phew..."


    Chu Xuan let out a sigh of relief. That was finally accomplished.


    Moreover, due to the formidable lethality of Thunder Spiritual Qi, the spells he cast henceforth would also be imbued with the power of lightning.


    When facing cultivators of the same realm, he would mostly dominate the battlefield.


    Coupled with his hidden cards, even Foundation Establishment Eighth Layer cultivators were not his match.


    ...


    Water Curtain Cave.


    The moment Chu Xuan appeared, he detected a sound transmission array within the formation. It was Wan Wuying''s. Thus, he arrived at Wan Wuying''s cave residence.


    With a rumble, the cave residence opened.


    Wan Wuying was not sitting on the bone throne but joyfully pacing back and forth.


    Next to the bone throne stood a robust, dark figure. Its body was over one zhang tall, muscles bulging, and veins protruding like dragons.


    The aura emanating from it made Chu Xuan''s scalp tingle. He had no doubt that this was a Corpse Commander equivalent to a Golden Core cultivator!


    Wan Wuying smiled faintly. "While I was healing, I took the opportunity to refine the corpse of Hundred Gu Daoist into a Corpse Commander."


    Chu Xuan hurriedly bowed. "Master''s demonic arts are unparalleled. In the future, you will certainly step into the Nascent Soul, sweep through the world, and recreate Infinite Sect''s glory!"


    Wan Wuying waved dismissively. "Forget it. Infinite Sect is down to just a handful of us. What glory is there to recreate? Let it dissipate completely into the dust of history."


    Chu Xuan clicked his tongue. He wondered how Wan Wuying could be more detached than himself.


    Wan Wuying casually continued, "I summoned you this time to teach you the method of condensing the Golden Core."


    Chu Xuan immediately perked up, feeling as though he had been called by his superior for a meeting, only to unexpectedly receive a promotion!


    "Please, have a seat."


    Wan Wuying gestured towards a cushion nearby.


    Chu Xuan sat down on it.


    Wan Wuying cleared his throat and began, "There are four methods for condensing the Golden Core. The first is to compress Spiritual Liquid until it solidifies completely, forming the Full Golden Core. This is the most orthodox method, resulting in extremely robust Spiritual Qi once formed. However, it is also the slowest.


    Without at least a decade, one cannot fully solidify the Spiritual Liquid. If you do not possess an Earth-grade or higher spiritual root, this path is not for you.


    Of course, if you insist on choosing this path, I have a secret technique called the ''Nine Cycles Core Condensation Method,'' passed down from ancient times. You can take it directly."


    Wan Wuying clicked his tongue and continued.


    "After the ancient times, as Spiritual Qi faded, the orthodox method of core condensation became exceedingly difficult. Later generations of cultivators sought alternative paths.


    The second method involves using a demonic beast''s inner core as a catalyst, injecting Spiritual Liquid into it to forcibly solidify it using the inner core''s power. This type of Golden Core is generally referred to as the Beast Golden Core.


    The overall amount of Spiritual Qi in a Beast Golden Core is moderate, but its combat prowess is formidable. However, due to the use of a demonic beast''s inner core, practitioners may sometimes be prone to the beast''s instincts¡ªbloodlust, light aversion, and water affinity.


    I have two secret techniques for core condensation using this method. The ''Fire Ape Core Condensation Method'' requires the inner core of a fire attribute ape demonic beast. The ''Thunder Falcon Core Condensation Method'' requires the inner core of a thunder attribute bird demonic beast."


    Seeing Chu Xuan''s lack of response, Wan Wuying continued speaking.


    "The third method involves using a magic tool as a catalyst to condense the core. This type of Golden Core is known as the Instrument Golden Core. Depending on the type of magic tool, it may also be called Sword Golden Core, Saber Golden Core, Axe Golden Core, and so on.


    Golden Cores condensed using this method generally have less Spiritual Qi than Beast Golden Cores. However, if one can manipulate the same type of magic tool, its power will greatly increase¡ªsuch as a Sword Golden Core wielding a sword magic tool or a Saber Golden Core wielding a saber magic tool.


    I do not possess secret techniques for this condensation method; you will need to seek them out yourself."


    Wan Wuying spoke calmly.


    "Next, there is a fourth method, which I personally chose. Extract the Qi Seas of a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators and refine them into Qi Sea Pills. Swallow a hundred pills, and a Golden Core forms naturally. This type of Golden Core is called the Blood Golden Core!"

 Chapter 107: The New Disciple

    Chu Xuan''s heart trembled upon hearing this.


    Full Golden Core, Beast Golden Core, Instrument Golden Core, Blood Golden Core!


    Without the dense Spiritual Qi of ancient times, cultivators still relied on their own wisdom to create new methods of core formation.


    Wan Wuying casually said, "So, which one do you want?"


    After careful consideration, Chu Xuan replied earnestly, "I want them all."


    Wan Wuying rolled his eyes.


    Nevertheless, he reached out and retrieved four volumes from his storage bag.


    They were respectively titled: "Nine Cycles Core Condensation Method," "Fire Ape Core Condensation Method," "Thunder Falcon Core Condensation Method," and "Qi Sea Core Condensation Method."


    "Since the Yin Extreme Cave now has only one Foundation Establishment disciple like you, I have no one else to nurture," Wan Wuying said, waving his hand to dismiss Chu Xuan.


    After Chu Xuan left, Wan Wuying chuckled to himself, "Which method will this kid choose in the end?"


    ...


    Upon leaving the cave residence, Chu Xuan returned to the Blue Star and settled down, carefully studying the four methods of core condensation.


    "The Nine Cycles Core Condensation Method is so difficult; it requires nine complete consolidations and recoveries. Who has that much lifespan to spare?


    As for the Thunder Falcon Core Condensation Method, it seems to be the quickest method for me now. I just need to find the inner cores of nine Thunder attribute bird demonic beasts at the Foundation Establishment stage.


    As for the Qi Sea Core Condensation Method, it is also an option. However, if I were to kill a hundred cultivators at the late Foundation Establishment stage and refine their Qi Seas, it would certainly differ significantly from killing a hundred at the early stage.


    A hundred at the late Foundation Establishment stage... I''ll need to completely overturn the righteous sects to achieve that, won''t I?"


    Chu Xuan shook his head.


    Priority to the Thunder Falcon Core Condensation Method, with the Qi Sea Core Condensation Method as a backup.


    Chu Xuan immediately sent a message to Chen Ge, asking him to keep an eye out for the inner cores of Thunder attribute bird demonic beasts at the Foundation Establishment stage.


    He then resumed his cultivation. With the ultimate-grade Thunder Spiritual Root, his cultivation speed increased significantly.


    However, upon reaching the late Foundation Establishment stage, the amount of Spiritual Qi required for each minor breakthrough was far greater than in the middle stage.


    After sitting motionless in the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array for half a year, Chu Xuan''s Spiritual Qi had only increased by a small amount.


    During this period, the war between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the local factions in Wu Province generally came to an end.


    A Golden Core cultivator from Imperial Spirit Mountain was severely injured but had to swallow his grievances.


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    A rare period of peace descended over the Wu Province area.


    As for the Eastern Three Provinces of Blue Star, with Chu Xuan''s presence, peace reigned even more profoundly. There were no significant disturbances.


    Chu Xuan quite enjoyed this slow-paced life. Every day was spent practicing cultivation, refining pills, and raising insects.


    Occasionally, he would release his three corpses¡ªLong, Hu, and Bao¡ªto roam freely like unrestrained wild dogs.


    For Chu Xuan, this peaceful farming life surpassed all the bloodshed, heroic pursuits, and fate-stealing endeavors.


    ...


    Extreme Yin Cave.


    Chu Xuan, as the senior brother of Extreme Yin Cave, sat at the head seat. Beside him were two Foundation Establishment disciples¡ªa young man and a woman.


    The young man, Xu Ming, exuded confidence, yet his gaze towards Chu Xuan was filled with deep respect.


    Li Xiaoman, the female disciple, introduced herself as a member of the Corpse Puppet Sect. Previously a loose cultivator in Qian Province, she promptly joined upon hearing of Wan Wuying''s establishment of Extreme Yin Cave under the Heavenly Seal Sect.


    The Corpse Puppet Sect had been annihilated by the Five Righteous Sects over three hundred years ago. Most of its lineage was absorbed by the righteous sects, while the remainder fell under the Infinite Sect, which subsequently developed some corpse refining techniques.


    Li Xiaoman, only at the early Foundation Establishment stage, found a smooth entry into Extreme Yin Cave due to Wan Wuying''s possession of Foundation Establishment stage techniques from the Corpse Puppet Sect and the lack of Foundation Establishment disciples.


    Li Xiaoman was not exceptionally beautiful but had a slender waist. She sat upright, her piercing gaze revealing a sharp and imposing demeanor.


    At the highest point of the dojo sat Wan Wuying, the founder of Extreme Yin Cave. Within the dojo, seventy-six spiritual seedlings gathered, ranging in cultivation from no Spiritual Qi to the third level of Qi Refining.


    Among them were ordinary folks from Tong Province, descendants of immortal cultivation families, and local natives of Wu Province who had suffered under the oppression of the Thousand Insects Sect. Now, having passed rigorous selection processes, they were all accepted into Extreme Yin Cave.


    Wan Wuying did not accept Qi Refining disciples himself. As the eldest senior brother, Chu Xuan acted as the representative to accept new disciples.


    However, he acknowledged that while his strength was considerable, he was not adept at teaching. Thus, he entrusted the crucial task of guiding and instructing disciples to those who genuinely loved such responsibilities and life itself.


    His primary hope was for his junior brothers and sisters to gain experience, not merely to be an absentee manager.


    The disciple induction ceremony quickly concluded, and Wan Wuying rose immediately.


    The disciples collectively shouted, "Farewell, Patriarch!"


    "Chu Xuan, you handle things from here," Wan Wuying instructed before disappearing.


    Chu Xuan swiftly assigned half of the disciples to Xu Ming and the other half to Li Xiaoman, then left the dojo with an air of leisure, leaving his junior siblings in a state of astonishment.


    "Senior sister, what will you teach the disciples? I''d like to learn," Xu Ming scratched his head.


    Li Xiaoman glanced at him and replied nonchalantly, "Dissection, corpse refining, ghost nurturing, puppet refining, and a bit of poison technique."


    Xu Ming cautiously took a step back. "I understand, senior sister, no need to say more. It''s quite creepy."


    ...


    After the disciple induction ceremony concluded, calm returned once more. Extreme Yin Cave gradually expanded its influence. Under the diligent efforts of the disciples, who tirelessly relocated ordinary people and established mortal cities, the territory of Extreme Yin Cave continued to expand.


    Chu Xuan''s three corpse commanders devoured a significant amount of Foundation Establishment cultivators'' flesh and blood, rapidly advancing their realms.


    Among them, Hu, with the highest cultivation, had even reached the eighth-level corpse commander stage, surpassing Chu Xuan by a hair''s breadth.


    His lifebound Gu had also reached the mid-second transformation stage, while the Queen Bee Gu was accelerating in growth and had already reached the late-first transformation stage.


    The worker bees it produced numbered in the thousands, with blood honey slowly accumulating and numerous soldier bee eggs lying dormant.


    At the Queen Bee''s command, they would hatch immediately, transforming into formidable forces.


    Everything prospered, yet Chu Xuan remained somewhat discontented. He was still at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, unable to break through to the eighth.


    The Thunderbird demonic beast core that Chen Ge was tasked with finding had yet to be located.


    However, since establishing his family, Chen Ge had swiftly woven a vast intelligence network. Regularly, he sent Chu Xuan various pieces of information, keeping him informed of all external changes down to the smallest detail.

 Chapter 108: Chu Xuan Prefers to Cultivate Good Karma

    "In the south, the Kingdom of Yue has expanded its territory under the Heaven Burning Sect, capturing much of the oasis within the boundless desert, establishing mortal cities..."


    "To the north, the Kingdom of Yan''s Hundred Refinements Sect has crossed into southern territories, engaging in several significant battles with the Heaven Burning Sect. Both sides suffered casualties among their foundational cultivators, including some elders. Tensions are rising along the border..."


    "Hmm... conflicts among the various sects of the Yu Kingdom seem never-ending. What a harmonious and friendly assembly of righteous sects."


    Chu Xuan chuckled.


    Once the threat of the Infinite Sect was removed, the Five Righteous Sects would inevitably vie for their own interests, likely following the paths of dominance set by the Hundred Refinements Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect, with one sect rising above all others to bring an end to the conflicts.


    Chu Xuan took out a map.


    This was a map he had purchased for a thousand small spiritual stones. It encompassed the Kingdoms of Yu, Yan, and Yue in their entirety.


    These three kingdoms bordered each other in pairs. Between Yu and Yue lay the boundless desert. Between Yu and Yan flowed a vast and mighty river.


    Furthermore, there existed long-standing enmity between Yan and Yue. Only cultivators from Yu could live relatively peacefully.


    "Hmm? An underground ruin has surfaced in the Misty Mountains, where some cultivators have inadvertently stumbled upon a wealth of magic tools buried underground for many years, even some magic treasures?"


    Chu Xuan''s eyebrows raised at this intelligence.


    The emergence of underground ruins meant that numerous cultivators would flock there. This would inevitably lead to bloodshed, chaos, and death. For demonic cultivators, this was an unprecedented opportunity.


    Chu Xuan had no intention of personally wading into this quagmire.


    The underground ruins were too dangerous. Since treasures were emerging, Golden Core experts would be the main force exploring these ruins. As a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could he dare to compete with Golden Core cultivators?


    Perhaps, in the eyes of some Golden Core cultivators, he himself was also a tempting target.


    However, this did not deter Chu Xuan from conducting business near the underground ruins.


    Since many cultivators were rushing there, a trading market would naturally form around the ruins.


    Items like demonic talismans, evil elixirs, blood beads, and other such goods that could rapidly enhance one''s strength would immediately become scarce commodities.


    During this time, Chu Xuan could search for other Condensing Core methods. Perhaps there was one more suitable for him.


    Leaving aside other matters, a mid-grade method like the "Thunder Falcon Condensing Core Method" could be replaced with a high-grade or even top-grade foundational method, which would be excellent.


    Chu Xuan carefully reviewed all the intelligence Chen Ge had provided. He did not fully trust the information provided by Chen Ge. In his view, anyone could betray him, even turn against him.


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    Even if Chen Ge saw potential in him and was willing to work for him, there was a possibility that one day he might be controlled by someone stronger and used for their purposes.


    Relying too much on Chen Ge''s intelligence network was not a wise decision. At the very least, he needed to cross-reference information from two sources.


    However, Chu Xuan currently lacked the capability to establish two intelligence networks. He could only rely on the intelligence provided by Han Liuyun and Chen Ge to cross-check each other.


    ...


    A few days later, the Misty Market.


    Although the war between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the indigenous sects of Wu Province had ended, the nameless market in this region persisted.


    Perhaps due to the surrounding mist, cultivators had come to call it the Misty Market. Over time, someone with intention erected a plaque at the entrance of the market, bearing the two words "Misty Market."


    Chu Xuan sat calmly in a window seat of the teahouse, waiting patiently. Before long, a hidden weapon whistled through the window from outside. Three smaller projectiles suddenly split off from it when they were three meters away from Chu Xuan, each emitting a dangerous green glow, clearly poisoned.


    Chu Xuan made no move. Three demon claws accurately caught the three hidden weapons.


    Han Liuyun''s laughter echoed from downstairs, gradually approaching, "How about this move? It''s my newly developed Mother-Child Dart."


    Chu Xuan replied calmly, "Not bad."


    Han Liuyun clicked his tongue in amazement, "To receive your approval, I am honored indeed."


    With a wave of his hand, he released a puff of smoke to neutralize the faint poison in the air, "Your progress in poisoning is impressive. I''m starting to feel some pressure."


    Chu Xuan remained composed. During this period, he had been studying the Venom Scripture and gained some insights.


    Whenever they met, they would test each other. So he decided to use Han Liuyun to test his newly researched poison.


    If Han Liuyun didn''t die from the poison, it meant his poison skills were still inadequate, and he needed to continue his studies. If Han Liuyun did die one day, it would mean his poison skills had reached perfection.


    Han Liuyun continued, "To the point, I invited you here this time because I wanted..."


    Chu Xuan interrupted calmly, "The underground ruins of the Misty Mountains."


    Han Liuyun looked slightly surprised, "You already know? It seems your intelligence isn''t lacking compared to mine."


    Chu Xuan lightly tapped the table, "Are you planning to enter?"


    Han Liuyun nodded, "I''ve noticed a slight change in your demeanor; you must have obtained Duan Feipeng''s spiritual root. Unlike me, with only a superior-grade spiritual root. Typically, those with superior-grade spiritual roots have only a twenty percent chance of embarking on the Golden Core path. It''s too low.


    In those underground ruins, treasures have already surfaced. There must be spiritual objects beneficial for Core Formation. I have no choice but to go."


    Chu Xuan nodded.


    Such was the fate of a cultivator. One''s entire life was filled with risks. Spirit stones, magic tools, spiritual objects, elixirs, formations... everything drove cultivators tirelessly forward.


    Han Liuyun, seeing Chu Xuan''s calm demeanor, asked in astonishment, "You''re not going? Perhaps there''s a path to the Golden Core waiting for you there."


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "As I''ve said, I don''t enjoy killing. I prefer to cultivate good karma."


    Han Liuyun replied with a hint of disbelief, "If I hadn''t seen you kill before, I might have believed you."


    "Oh, Wang Jianyu wanted to meet with you through me, saying he wanted to spar with you. I declined on your behalf," Han Liuyun added.


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Good choice to decline."


    He had no interest in sparring with others. It was not only a waste of energy but also risked exposing his true abilities.


    Afterward, they exchanged some items and departed in different directions.


    Han Liuyun never took the same path Chu Xuan had walked. And Chu Xuan did the same.


    ...


    Blue Star.


    Chu Xuan arrived at the rooftop of the Haotai Hotel.


    A substantial amount of intelligence gathered by Black Blade was laid out before him.


    Although Blue Star was just a small planet with extremely poor Spiritual Qi, the resurgence of Psionics here had subtly begun to alter all living beings on this planet.


    Perhaps one day, something unexpected might appear. That''s why he needed to remain vigilant at all times. Even in what he considered his backyard, he couldn''t afford to make mistakes.


    "According to survivors who fled, the man-eating vines in the west are expanding. Several Level Five Superhumans died surrounded by these vines..."


    "In the south, venomous insects are becoming stronger, dominated by swarms of locusts that are migrating towards the coast, devouring all vegetation along the way..."

 Chapter 109: The Cultivation World Is Too Dangerous

    "In the north, the Zombie Empress continues to expand her territory, but instead of heading south, she is moving westward, where she has encountered the expanding man-eating vines..."


    "Additionally, there''s a faction known as Science City rapidly growing, commanding at least thirty Superhumans and absorbing remnants of the Linjiang Army, also locking horns with the Zombie Empress..."


    "In the east... only a few scattered factions exist, with just two or three Superhumans."


    "Current situation from Black Blade: eleven Level One Superhumans, five Level Two Superhumans, two Level Three Superhumans, overseeing over three thousand survivors."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly as he read.


    It seemed that Wang Gang and his team truly valued the opportunity he had given them initially. They were handling things systematically.


    Originally, Chu Xuan had some thoughts about the Zombie Empress. However, the Zombie Matriarch had already been nurtured into a Level Five zombie, and it was foreseeable that her rank would continue to rise. The Zombie Empress was probably even more formidable now.


    Chu Xuan had lost interest in dealing with that creature.


    As for the formations and collapses of other Superhuman factions, he regarded them as no more interesting than children playing house.


    "Continue researching the Venom Scripture..."


    Chu Xuan spread out the scrolls and studied them attentively.


    ...


    Mystic Azure Realm, one month later.


    Chu Xuan received another report from Chen Ge.


    With Chu Xuan''s approval, most of this report focused on the underground ruins of the Misty Mountains.


    Chen Ge was proficient in his work. He had sent people directly to the nameless market outside the underground ruins, continuously spending money to gather intelligence. This was the only way to present the most complete, detailed, and up-to-date information to Chu Xuan as quickly as possible.


    "The largest entrance to the underground ruins, located in the Bullhorn Mountain of the Misty Mountains, is now occupied by the Divine Star Sect."


    "The remaining large entrances are located on several other peaks, some occupied by the Divine Star Sect, and others by the Heavenly Seal Sect and the Imperial Spirit Mountain."


    "The Mystical Sound Palace and the Golden Dragon Temple have already had Golden Core cultivators arrive at the Misty Mountains. The orthodox sects are on the verge of conflict, likely to escalate into open conflict."


    "The first batch of cultivators to enter the underground ruins numbered fifty to sixty people. Fewer than a handful survived, and without exception, these survivors reaped rich rewards."


    "Some were recruited by the Divine Star Sect, while others were killed by major sect cultivators for refusing to hand over spiritual objects."


    Chu Xuan pondered.


    It appeared that within those underground ruins lay treasures enticing enough to attract Golden Core cultivators. Otherwise, it wouldn''t have drawn Golden Core cultivators from all five orthodox sects, nearly causing them to fight each other.


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    Given this situation, he couldn''t afford to take unnecessary risks.


    Chu Xuan continued reading.


    The latest intelligence report arrived two days ago.


    Chu Xuan''s gaze sharpened as he read it.


    "The orthodox sects have announced today that they will allow minor sect disciples and loose cultivators to enter the underground ruins, but each person must pay a price of thirty small spiritual stones."


    "Allow?" Chu Xuan shook his head in disbelief. "If the treasures inside the underground ruins are truly as rumored, how could the orthodox sects possibly give other cultivators such an opportunity? They would prefer to seal off the entire Misty Mountains, preventing anyone from entering, not even a bug''s egg."


    "The orthodox sects are far from being true cultivators of ''righteousness''," he continued. "And the major sect cultivators are far from being noble. This sudden move must have some ulterior motive."


    Chu Xuan recalled another matter. "Han Liuyun hasn''t contacted me for a long time. His strength is comparable to mine, and there has been no word from him since he went to the underground ruins."


    "Combined with the sudden benevolence of the orthodox sects," Chu Xuan pondered, "perhaps there are dangers in the underground ruins that ordinary people cannot comprehend. This move by the orthodox sects is likely intended to use minor sect disciples and loose cultivators as fodder, to explore the path ahead."


    Chu Xuan shook his head repeatedly. As a precaution, he decided to postpone his journey to the Misty Mountains for now.


    ...


    Two days later.


    A message suddenly appeared in the Water Curtain Cave.


    Chu Xuan read it and was surprised to find it was from Wan Wuying.


    "The underground ruins are actually the Ghost Palace of the Nether Dao Sect. I have already gone there to search for treasures. Whether you go or not, it''s your choice."


    Chu Xuan''s brow relaxed. Finally, his master gave him a hint. If he hadn''t received any hints, he would have gone to find Wan Wuying himself.


    "The Nether Dao Sect... it rings a bell," Chu Xuan strained to recall the ancient texts he had read.


    Wan Wuying had a penchant for collecting ancient texts, and Chu Xuan had managed to read some in his spare time.


    "I remember now," Chu Xuan said to himself. "The Nether Dao Sect was a colossal demonic sect. At its peak, it occupied territories spanning eight kingdoms including Yan, Yu, and Yue. Later, due to the disappearance of their ancestral land and conflicts among the elders for power and profit, it fragmented into over a dozen major sects, including the Infinite Sect and the Corpse Puppet Sect."


    Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up.


    Such an ancient and massive sect. The Infinite Sect was just one of its branches. No wonder even Wan Wuying, usually composed, couldn''t resist the temptation and went straight to this so-called Ghost Palace.


    However, Chu Xuan''s momentary excitement quickly subsided, and he returned his thoughts to more practical considerations. It wasn''t right to go, he shouldn''t go, and there was no need to go.


    In fact, he might even need to start worrying about his own safety. With so many Golden Core cultivators vying for a share at the Ghost Palace of the Nether Dao Sect, could his master survive?


    Once Wan Wuying was gone, Chu Xuan would lose his support and have to find another path.


    Moreover, the Hundred Refinements Sect of the Yan Kingdom and the Heaven Burning Sect of the Yue Kingdom¡ªwho knew what intentions they harbored?


    The tensions between these two sects were palpable, seemingly on the brink of open conflict. If they caught wind of the emergence of the Ghost Palace, how would they react?


    Thinking this through, Chu Xuan was suddenly alarmed. From the beginning, he had felt that the spread of information about the underground ruins was unexplainably fast.


    Perhaps someone was deliberately stirring up trouble behind the scenes. Now, he couldn''t rule out the involvement of the Heaven Burning Sect and the Hundred Refinements Sect.


    "The cultivation world is too dangerous, I''m going back to Blue Star!" Chu Xuan shook his head repeatedly. "I must keep a close watch on the information about the Ghost Palace ruins and be prepared to flee. If there''s any trouble, I''ll directly head for Blue Star."


    Chu Xuan sighed deeply. "If the master doesn''t strive, the disciple suffers. It''s tough."


    At that moment, there was a sound from outside¡ªnot a message, but someone visiting.


    Chu Xuan inspected and was surprised to find Junior Brother Xu Ming and Junior Sister Li Xiaoman.


    "Why have you two come?" Chu Xuan flashed out of the cave to meet them.


    Excitedly, Xu Ming exclaimed, "Senior Brother! Master has sent me a message saying that the underground ruins in the Misty Mountains are the Ghost Palace of the Nether Dao Sect! I plan to form a team to go to the Ghost Palace. Senior Brother, would you be willing to join us?"


    Chu Xuan looked directly at Li Xiaoman. "And you?"


    Li Xiaoman clasped her hands respectfully before speaking earnestly, "Senior Brother, I too received Master''s message. I wanted to ask whether Senior Brother intends to go to the Ghost Palace to seek treasures."


    Her demeanor was serious and dignified, clearly awaiting Chu Xuan''s response.


    Chu Xuan looked at the enthusiastic Xu Ming and the composed Li Xiaoman and simply smiled.

 Chapter 110: Setting a Small Goal for Oneself

    Chu Xuan spoke calmly, "Junior Brother Xu may go if he wishes, there''s no need to ask me. As for myself, with this major issue at the Extreme Yin Cave, I must keep watch. I cannot leave," he continued.


    Xu Ming looked somewhat disappointed and hurriedly persuaded, "Senior Brother, but the remnants of the Nether Dao Sect are there!"


    "Once we find some treasures..." he trailed off.


    Chu Xuan waved his hand dismissively, "I need to focus on my cultivation."


    With that, he vanished in a flash.


    Xu Ming felt even more disappointed, glancing at Li Xiaoman. "Senior Sister, shall we go together?"


    After careful consideration, Li Xiaoman shook her head. "No, I will stay here to teach the disciples."


    Sighing deeply, Xu Ming muttered, "We cultivators should strive forward courageously! I didn''t expect both Senior Brother and Senior Sister to retreat..."


    He controlled his flying magic tool and left in the blink of an eye.


    Li Xiaoman cast a few more glances at Chu Xuan''s cave, lost in thought, before departing in the opposite direction.


    Chu Xuan sat cross-legged in his cave, smiling lightly.


    You can''t reason with a mad dog. He could see it at a glance; no matter what he said, Xu Ming would go to the Ghost Palace.


    As for Li Xiaoman, she truly lived up to her background as a demonic cultivator refined from a loose cultivator. Only those who know how to avoid danger and seek fortune can live long.


    ...


    Five days later.


    Chu Xuan, who had been closely monitoring the situation, received two pieces of new information from Chen Ge.


    A large number of disciples from small sects and loose cultivators had entered the underground ruins, and most of them had not returned.


    However, a small number of cultivators brought back treasures from the ruins.


    The cultivators from the Righteous Five Sects immediately decided to enter the underground ruins.


    "Wan Wuying, Xu Ming, they should have gone in," Chu Xuan mused.


    "The Ghost Palace... I wonder how many more lost souls it will claim," he sighed lightly.


    Another five days passed.


    Chen Ge personally came to the entrance of Chu Xuan''s Water Curtain Cave to pay respects.


    Chu Xuan was somewhat surprised. "Why did you come by yourself?"


    Chen Ge''s face was solemn as if shrouded in an unbreakable dark cloud.


    He said gravely, "Uncle Master, something big has happened!"


    Chu Xuan prompted, "Go on."


    Only then did Chen Ge speak in a grave tone, "Around the underground ruins, there''s a dense black mist covering the sky, even shrouding half of the Misty Mountains. Some demonic beasts trying to escape were instantly drained of their essence by the black mist, turning into dried corpses."


    It''s said that a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage tried to save his fellow daoist, rushed into the black mist, and within a few breaths, he was drained of flesh and blood essence. The informant I had placed there is already dead. I learned this from a surviving cultivator."


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    Chu Xuan''s heart raced.


    A major event! Indeed, this was a colossal matter!


    The Ghost Palace was definitely not a treasure trove easily accessible to just anyone. Even if there were treasures, they were not something ordinary people could take.


    Chen Ge continued, "There''s also..."


    Chu Xuan furrowed his brow and then relaxed it. "I understand. Is it the Northern or Southern sects? Which one has shown movement?"


    Chen Ge looked at Chu Xuan with reverence, nodding repeatedly. "Several days ago, a team of cultivators from the Heaven Burning Sect stormed into the Wu Province. The main halls of the Heavenly Seal Sect, located in the southern reaches of the Wu Province, have already been occupied by the Heaven Burning Sect.


    From their direction, they are heading straight for the main hall of the Heavenly Seal Sect. Whether there are Golden Core experts among them is still unclear. But I guess there must be."


    Chu Xuan sighed lightly.


    The situation had become clear. Adjustments were indeed necessary.


    Anxious, Chen Ge asked, "Uncle Master, what should I do? Could you please give me some guidance?"


    Chu Xuan replied calmly, "You are a mortal without an immortal family."


    Chen Ge paused, then realized, "I have married four concubines, and own six mansions and over a dozen shops..."


    Before he could finish, realization dawned on him, a deep sorrow flickering in his eyes. "I understand now, Uncle Master."


    With that, he turned and left.


    As he departed, he wiped away tears and said in a heavy voice, "Chen Ge is leaving. Uncle Master, please take care."


    Chu Xuan merely nodded slightly.


    Chu Xuan piloted the Green Shadow Shuttle to the highest peak of the boundary in the Extreme Yin Cave.


    Here lay the cemetery of fallen cultivators from the Extreme Yin Cave. Now, there was only one grave mound here. On the tombstone were engraved a few large characters.


    Senior Brother Liu Zhenxiong''s Grave ¡ª Erected by Junior Brother Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan had never been proficient in calligraphy since childhood, so the carved characters weren''t very pleasing to the eye. They couldn''t be called elegantly flowing; at best, they were crooked and slanted.


    "Senior Brother, it''s rare for me to visit you. Please don''t blame me. Now that there''s been a change, I''m also planning to leave. In our Extreme Yin Cave, Li Xuanming was killed by me, Wu Teng betrayed us, and Xu Ming has reached Foundation Establishment and probably won''t last long.


    Among the former Qi Refining disciples, only Chen Ge is still alive. I don''t know if he can survive this catastrophe. Maybe when I come back next time, even Master might be gone."


    Chu Xuan shook his head incessantly.


    Cultivation was so cruel. Those around you would disappear one by one. Perhaps only those who understood the art of survival could endure till the end.


    Chu Xuan dismantled most of the formation in the Water Curtain Cave, leaving only the simplest mist array. As for the Formation Soul(twin-headed python), he naturally took it back.


    Chu Xuan piloted the Green Shadow Shuttle northward all the way. He stopped only when he was about to reach the boundary of the Imperial Spirit Mountains.


    "It''s just you."


    Chu Xuan looked at the towering mountain in front of him, took out the Evil Soul Chain, and vigorously pounded it, quickly smashing open a cave in the mountain.


    The cave was very rudimentary, with only a stone bed. Then he arranged various arrays such as the mist array, warning array, gathering spirit array, and killing array. Only then did he sit cross-legged.


    Chu Xuan traveled between the two realms through the Blood Mirror, with each drop-off point fixed.


    If he crossed from the Water Curtain Cave to the Blue Star. Then the next time he returned to the Mystic Azure Realm, he would still appear at the Water Curtain Cave.


    Who knew what awaited him then? So he chose to establish a rudimentary cave in this remote and thinly inhabited place with sparse Spiritual Qi.


    "Leaving the Mystic Azure Realm again. Setting a small goal for myself: reaching Foundation Establishment Ninth Layer before returning."


    Chu Xuan didn''t linger, immediately using the Blood Mirror to cross over to the Blue Star.


    ...


    Shortly after Chu Xuan left the Mystic Azure Realm, a team consisting of four Golden Core experts and thirty Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Heaven Burning Sect swept through the Wu Province like a sharp blade, heading directly for the main camp of the Heavenly Seal Sect.


    Most of the Golden Core cultivators of the Heavenly Seal Sect had entered the Ghost Palace in search of treasures. The remaining Golden Core cultivators left behind were nowhere near enough to resist the well-prepared and well-equipped team from the Heaven Burning Sect.


    In the end, the Nascent Soul master of the Heavenly Seal Sect came out of seclusion.


    The long-awaited Nascent Soul master of the Heaven Burning Sect immediately engaged in battle.


    The two sides fought fiercely for seven days and seven nights, breaking mountains, cutting off rivers, and altering countless landscapes.


    Ultimately, the Nascent Soul master of the Heavenly Seal Sect was slightly inferior in strength, severely injured, and managed to escape.


    The morale of the Heaven Burning Sect cultivators soared, and under the leadership of their Nascent Soul master, they directly attacked and shattered the mountain protection formation, annihilating the main hall of the Heavenly Seal Sect!


    Subsequently, the Heaven Burning Sect launched a massive invasion, completely occupying all the halls and strongholds wherever they passed.


    The ordinary people, who worked by sunrise and rested by sunset, had no idea that the colossal entity looming over them had been completely replaced by an even larger one in just over ten days!

 Chapter 111: Superhumans from Science City

    All the turmoil of the Mystic Azure Realm had now become fleeting smoke in the wind.


    Chu Xuan reclined leisurely on a soft velvet chaise lounge. The "Venom Scripture" floated before him, turning its pages without any wind.


    Chu Xuan''s right hand moved ceaselessly, various poison powders swirling out inadvertently.


    The poisons within the "Venom Scripture" could harm cultivators in various ways. Some could damage the soul, others could cause bleeding from the throat, some could hinder Spiritual Qi, and others could drive one into a bloodthirsty frenzy.


    However, at the Foundation Establishment level, with the protection of Spiritual Qi shields, it was difficult for poison powders to infiltrate through the mouth or nose. So Chu Xuan was currently studying the art of poisoning silently and stealthily.


    As long as the opponent didn''t notice his poisoning, there would be no need to trigger their Spiritual Qi defenses. Even if these poisons couldn''t kill the opponent, as long as they had some effect, it could give him a stable advantage in battle.


    "For now, I can''t return to Mystic Azure Realm. I might as well cultivate the necessary materials for refining poisons in the Zombie Farm myself."


    Chu Xuan snapped his fingers, and the Purifying Corpse respectfully growled lightly, taking the spirit plant seeds from the storage bag and diligently cultivating them.


    Although this Purifying Corpse wasn''t talented in spells, for some reason, it was quite intelligent. It quickly learned many things, including cultivation. Just by watching Chu Xuan operate a few times, it perfectly replicates it.


    Chu Xuan entrusted this task entirely to it. The feeling of not needing to personally handle everything was truly wonderful.


    Next, Chu Xuan frequently shuttled between the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array and the Haotai Hotel.


    Absorbing Yin Evil Qi, refining the Large Blood Pearls, and perusing ancient texts. Doing everything simultaneously and making steady progress.


    Chu Xuan found that his merit might actually enhance his comprehension. Otherwise, it couldn''t explain why he was mastering the art of poisons at an increasingly rapid pace.


    ...


    Half a month later, the intelligence from Black Blade was once again laid out before him. The main contents were mostly the same, detailing situations from various regions. Just the expansion of supernatural beings'' territories. And conflicts erupting between different forces.


    However, what surprised Chu Xuan somewhat was that the Science City, rising in the north of Han Country, had already begun to encircle and annihilate the Zombie Empress, seemingly gaining a significant advantage.


    But it was only a slight surprise. No matter how powerful the Science City was, it was still formidable only in the eyes of the humans of this planet. In his view, it was akin to a small sect formed by Qi Refining cultivators. Even the small sects in the Kingdom of Yu with Foundation Establishment cultivators were far inferior.


    Chu Xuan continued to read and soon came to the last item.


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    "Two superhumans sent by the Science City found us and hoped to invite the Immortal to join the Science City. I, on behalf of the Immortal, declined their invitation. - Wang Gangjian."


    Chu Xuan chuckled lightly. If they truly understood his strength clearly, they would be actively seeking to affiliate rather than inviting him to join.


    Wang Gangjian did the right thing. Indeed, there was no need to waste time with such people.


    ...


    Five days later, Two Longs City.


    A diminutive and emaciated figure calmly navigated through the steel and concrete jungle. His body was covered in scars¡ªsome from flames, others from frostbite.


    "There used to be a swarm of killer bees in Two Longs City. Many survivors were forced to flee their homes, but now these killer bees are nowhere to be found. That Immortal likely set up something in Two Longs City, restraining those killer bees for his own use."


    The agile mind of the slender figure raced swiftly, emitting even wisps of white steam from his head.


    He was He Shengliang. Initially, he and Ji Shengyu had agreed to find a powerful brain enhancer to help them retrieve their lost memories.


    However, such enhancers were rare, and they struggled to find one. In the end, they settled on Chu Xuan. But judging from Chu Xuan''s actions, He Shengliang deduced that he was no saint and wouldn''t easily agree to their request. Therefore, they needed a sincere and substantial gift.


    Initially, their choice was the Zombie Matriarch. However, Chu Xuan had already taken it before them.


    Later, they decided to head north to find other Zombie Matriarchs. Yet, this decision plunged them into endless nightmares. As soon as the two were spotted by members of the Science City, they faced relentless pursuit.


    Several months ago, they were even captured and frozen for research by the Science City simultaneously. Fortunately, He Shengliang seized an opportunity and escaped. He fled southward, barely managing to reach here.


    Initially pursued by four pursuers, he devised a plan that killed two of them. Now, only two Level 4 Superhumans remained, and he was running on fumes.


    "Sure enough..." He Shengliang stared ahead at the churning black mist, a flicker of fear in his eyes. "Such terrifying black mist... If I go in, there''s a 50% chance I''ll die. But if I don''t go in, it''s 100% certain death!"


    He Shengliang clenched his teeth.


    "He''s in there!"


    "What''s that?!"


    At this moment, shouts came from behind.


    He Shengliang turned to see a heavily modified heavy-duty Jeep plowing through debris along its path straight towards him.


    There were two people in the Jeep. They had spotted He Shengliang and the thick black mist roiling ahead of him!


    He Shengliang glanced deeply at the two, then without hesitation, charged into the black mist!


    Screech.


    The speeding Jeep abruptly halted, leaving an unsightly trail. Two Superhumans jumped out of the vehicle. One man and one woman. The man on the left was burly, with knotted muscles.


    Both wore blue and white uniforms. On their chests was an emblem depicting a city illuminated by stars. It signified that both were Superhumans of the Science City. Without the stars, they would just be ordinary members of the Science City.


    At this moment, both stared uncertainly at the area enveloped in black mist.


    The burly man spoke gravely, "This place is eerie. That kid rushed in and might very well die. Xiaomei, what do you think? Should we report to headquarters that the kid is dead?"


    The woman licked her lips, "No, the headquarters'' orders were clear¡ª''alive we need to see the person, dead we need to see the body.'' How can we report without a body? I actually find this place rather pleasant; it feels quite comfortable to me."


    The burly man was startled, then exclaimed with delight, "You mean... there''s negative energy in the black mist?"


    The woman nodded vigorously, "Such pure negative energy, I''ve never seen it before. I''ll try it first. If I can absorb it, that means we can go in and capture that kid."


    With that, she approached the edge of the black mist and extended her hands. In her palms, two swirling vortexes moved slowly.


    Crackle.


    The black mist was slowly absorbed into her body. In an instant, the woman felt a sensation of floating on air. She felt her power expanding rapidly.


    Level 5? Level 6? Level 7?


    She didn''t know. All she knew was that, at this moment, she felt transcendent, as if she had surpassed the universe!


    "You... you!" came the frightened shout of the burly man.


    "What''s wrong?"


    The woman tried to speak but realized the sound that came out was no longer human. She looked down and was shocked to see her body had inflated into a sphere. And then, like a balloon filled to its limit with air...


    Exploded!

 Chapter 112: The Deal

    What it looks like for a human body to explode from the inside out is something few have ever seen. Even amidst the zombie outbreak, the revival of psionic powers, and various strange events on Blue Star, the spectacle of a human body detonating in such a spectacular fashion was a first for this burly man.


    Red blood, black viscera, white brain matter, and assorted limbs and fragments rained down from above.


    Plop.


    A piece of skin, still attached to some hair, fell in front of the burly man. He bent down, trembling, and picked it up. His heart was full of fear.


    Even though psionic powers were rapidly evolving and people were advancing to higher levels every day, a Level 4 Superhuman, whose physical condition was far superior to that of an ordinary person, had just been blown apart like that?


    The burly man had worked with the woman many times. From battlefields to forests, and then to bedrooms, bathrooms, and toilets, he knew the strength of her body like the back of his hand.


    He even knew what her talent was. That was precisely why he was even more terrified now. The negative energy contained within this black mist was so fearsome that even she could not control it.


    The burly man took a deep breath, ignoring the stench of blood in his nostrils, and immediately pulled out a satellite phone.


    "Hello, headquarters? This is Old Wang. Yes, Xiaomei is dead. She died right in front of me, exploded into... many pieces. She died from absorbing too much negative energy. There''s a huge black..."


    Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a figure burst out of the black mist. The figure was nearly three meters tall, burly and strong, like a steel tower. Especially notable were his incredibly muscular and powerfully aesthetic thighs¡ªlegs the burly man had always dreamed of having.


    The burly man''s pupils suddenly shrank. Because he saw the other man throw a punch. The fist moved fast. He didn''t even have time to react.


    Boom!


    The sack-sized fist instantly shattered the air, bringing a foul-smelling gale, and struck the burly man''s face.


    Crack.


    The human skull, typically the hardest part of the body, was smashed by that single punch.


    The satellite phone in his hand was also shattered into countless electronic components.


    "Hmph..."


    Hu lifted the headless body of the man with one hand and walked back into the array. After a moment, it arrived at the center of the array and stood respectfully beside Chu Xuan.


    "Feel free to eat if you want, no need to ask me," Chu Xuan said casually.


    "Ho ho!" Hu excitedly roared and pounced on the burly man''s body, greedily devouring it.


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    At this moment, a skinny young boy lay prostrate in front of Chu Xuan. Hu''s chewing did not faze him in the slightest.


    Chu Xuan looked down at the boy from his elevated position.


    He had been practicing within the Array just moments before. Suddenly, the young boy had barged in. He had observed the actions of the man and woman who followed. What surprised him was that the young boy had managed to resist the erosion of the Yin Evil and come to him. Using the array, this person had killed his pursuers, bringing unnecessary trouble upon himself.


    To Chu Xuan, this was akin to stirring up trouble and exploiting him. Originally, he had planned to casually kill this person, but the words spoken by the other party had piqued his interest. Whether to kill or not was merely a thought in his mind. So, he decided to hear out the young boy before making a decision.


    Chu Xuan said calmly, "Repeat what you just said."


    He Shengliang said earnestly, "I know where Psionic originated."


    "Continue," Chu Xuan prompted.


    He Shengliang continued seriously, "Ten years ago, in a deep mine shaft, the Science City discovered shattered ancient artifacts emitting powerful Psionic energy. Those who first encountered these ancient artifacts, some turned into zombies, while others became Superhumans. The Psionic that swept across Han Country originated from an underground base storing these ancient artifacts, spreading in all directions.


    Science City believes that these ancient artifacts are the origin of Psionic. The reason Science City has a large number of Superhumans is also thanks to these ancient artifacts. With time, given enough time, they might even create powerful Superhumans comparable to immortals."


    After saying this, He Shengliang looked straight at Chu Xuan, his gaze intense.


    "Immortal, I know where those ancient artifacts are hidden, and I can lead you to find them. I am a Brain Enhancer, and I suspect you may have soul-searching spells, so I have already locked my brain. If you attempt to soul-search directly, I will die immediately."


    He Shengliang continued, "I know you dislike being manipulated. I only wish to rescue my companion from there. If successful, I will take my own life. I just ask for one chance, Immortal."


    Chu Xuan looked at the young boy, a smile playing on his lips.


    Interesting.


    Before barging into the formation, this young boy had planned everything meticulously. He even anticipated that Chu Xuan would start killing after finding the ancient artifacts. Dealing with smart people saved a lot of effort.


    "I agree," Chu Xuan said calmly. He was only interested in the ancient artifact emitting strong Psionic energy. As for this young boy, even if he succeeded and then betrayed and tried to escape, Chu Xuan could easily kill him. The only difference would be in the timing of his death.


    "Thank you, Immortal!" He Shengliang bowed deeply to Chu Xuan. "The location of the underground base is in the capital of Youyan Province, Yanjing City. Currently, Science City has a 45% probability of taking this seriously. The personnel stationed at headquarters are at most ten Superhumans. The remaining Superhumans are divided into two teams.


    One team is in the final stages of encircling the Zombie Empress. They have a 63% probability of bringing the Zombie Empress south to intercept. The other team is heading west to resist the man-eating vines. They have an 88% probability of abandoning their resistance against the vines and heading east to intercept.


    Both teams have more than twenty Superhumans, with the strongest being Level 6 Superhumans. In addition, there are over a hundred combat servants. Although selected from ordinary people, their combat skills are solid, all among the elite of ordinary people."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. "I understand. Let''s go."


    "Yes," He Shengliang nodded.


    Chu Xuan controlled the Green Shadow Shuttle and immediately ascended into the sky.


    He Shengliang, being just a mortal, couldn''t withstand the high-speed airflow generated during flight. Therefore, Chu Xuan enveloped him with a layer of Spiritual Qi to prevent him from being blown off.


    Standing on the Green Shadow Shuttle, He Shengliang looked down at the ground, deeply shocked. Such methods truly befitted an immortal. Coming to find an immortal was indeed the right choice. It was a pity that Ji Shengyu couldn''t witness this awe-inspiring scene.

 Chapter 113: A True Man Can Bend and Stretch!

    In Youyan Province.


    Within a ruined city, a team of Science City Superhumans was cleaning up the battlefield.


    Surrounding them were accompanying soldiers. They were well-equipped and coordinated seamlessly. Like living tanks, wherever they went, all zombies were crushed into pieces.


    Standing at the highest point was a bald, muscular man lighting a cigarette. The loose-fitting combat uniform of Science City on him looked like a tight shirt. His robust muscles were outlined prominently. His name was Zhong Shuo, a Level 6 Superhuman, and the captain of Science City''s first team. He was also one of the four Level 6 Superhumans in Science City.


    However, he was well aware that they were merely servants of Science City. The real power lay with the "City Lord" who resided in the deepest levels of Science City''s headquarters.


    Their strength as Level 6 Superhumans was a gift from him. It was like a collar around a dog''s neck. What could be given could also be taken away at any moment.


    "Boss! All the minor zombies have been cleared, and there are no survivors in this city," A blond man came over, chuckling.


    The tall woman beside him said indifferently, "The two survivors you just killed weren''t survivors?"


    The blond man laughed oddly, "I heard them speaking ill of Science City, so killing them was justified."


    Zhong Shuo calmly said, "Don''t kill survivors indiscriminately next time. Survivors brought back to Science City are at least a labor force, and even if their physical condition is poor, they can be used for human experiments."


    The blond man shrugged, "Got it. I''ll make sure next time."


    Zhong Shuo said calmly, "The mission is complete. Let''s take the Zombie Empress and head home."


    "Yes!"


    All the Superhumans responded in unison. In the center of the clearing, there was a huge metal box. The front of the box was transparent. Through the tempered glass, one could see a huge, bloated zombie inside.


    It was the Zombie Empress, which had been rampaging through the northern part of Han Country, expanding its territory without restraint. Now, it was restrained in this small box, both angry and fearful. Unaware of what fate was about to befall it.


    At that moment, Zhong Shuo''s satellite phone rang. He answered the call, hearing the orders from Science City headquarters.


    Zhong Shuo''s thick eyebrows gradually furrowed.


    The tall woman noticed Zhong Shuo''s change in expression and asked, "Boss, what''s up? Is there a new mission?"


    Zhong Shuo nodded, "Old Wang and Xiaomei are dead. Headquarters believes He Shengliang might have gotten help from a cultivator. We need to change our plans and head south immediately to join the second team and intercept the cultivator."


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    The blond man perked up, "A cultivator? I''ve been wanting to meet one! He''s just a powerful Superhuman who calls himself an immortal. What a poser."


    The tall woman, smoking a slim cigarette, chuckled lightly, "I''d love to see what a cultivator looks like on the dissection table. It must be interesting. But are we really joining forces with the second team to hunt him down... Did headquarters really get that order right? Isn''t this a bit of an overreaction? Isn''t the second team supposed to be heading west to stop those invasive man-eating vines?"


    Zhong Shuo replied calmly, "We don''t question headquarters'' orders; we just execute them. All units, move out! We''re heading south!"


    "Yes!"


    ...


    On the long highway.


    The landscape was barren, with scant vegetation. The nutrients in the soil seemed to have been completely depleted.


    A convoy was heading west. This convoy consisted of twenty-five jeeps and five vans, all of which had been modified.


    The panels and glass were reinforced, and the fronts of the vehicles were fitted with spikes made from scrap materials, capable of plowing through any zombies foolish enough to charge at them.


    In the lead vehicle.


    In the driver''s seat was a skinny man. In the passenger seat, sat a corpulent woman who nearly filled two seats, squeezing the skinny man almost against the car window.


    The corpulent woman was Zhao Xia, and the skinny man was Li Wang.


    The two were the captain and vice-captain of the second team and were known within Science City as a model couple¡ªnot because they never argued or fought, but because their teamwork was flawlessly coordinated.


    "There''s green up ahead," Li Wang said impatiently.


    Zhao Xia, however, was just bent over painting her nails.


    Li Wang cursed under his breath, "You moth..."


    Zhao Xia slapped Li Wang hard across the face, leaving a bright red handprint. "Say it again?"


    Li Wang covered his face, "¡­Honey, you misunderstood. I actually meant your mother makes great pork cutlet rice. Let''s go eat together next time?"


    Zhao Xia burst into laughter, "Sure! I love pork cutlet rice the most."


    Only then did she glance ahead.


    Immediately, she noticed a stubbornly growing tendril of tender green amidst the gravel and stones by the roadside. This touch of green in the barren land was surprisingly refreshing.


    However, the Superhumans of the second team knew exactly what it was¡ªa man-eating vine. Of course, this was just a stray vine that had spread here by chance.


    Zhao Xia casually pointed, and the air condensed into invisible bullets that burst forth.


    Pew pew pew.


    In an instant, the man-eating vine was riddled with countless invisible air bullets, collapsing to the ground. Green juice flowed everywhere, even staining the barren land green.


    Just then, the phone in the car rang suddenly. The ringing was shrill, like a banshee''s scream, sharp enough to compel an answer.


    Frantically and anxiously, Zhao Xia searched for it. Finally, she found the satellite phone tucked under her own buttocks. She hurriedly answered, listening to headquarters'' instructions.


    After a moment, her expression darkened. "Turn around immediately and rendezvous with the first team."


    Li Wang was taken aback, annoyed. "Turn around? Why? Are the idiots at headquarters out of their minds? We''ve come this far!"


    Slap!


    Another fiery red handprint appeared on his right cheek.


    "¡­A real man can be flexible when needed!"


    With Li Wang''s command, the entire convoy of the second team turned around to join forces with the first team.


    ...


    Xiangshan City, Youyan Province


    Following the orders from Science City headquarters, the first team was stationed here.


    Captain Zhong Shuo surveyed his team members and spoke in a deep voice, "Everyone, listen to my command! Elemental Superhumans, immediately fortify defensive positions based on the terrain. Enhancement Superhumans, prepare long-range consumable ammunition, at least three thousand rounds per person. Combat servants, immediately inspect all types of light and heavy weapons for readiness. There must be no oversight!"


    Both the tall woman and the blond man were quite surprised. Was all this pomp really necessary to deal with a so-called cultivator? Those who knew thought they were dealing with one person. Those who didn''t might have thought they were facing an entire army.

 Chapter 114: What Kind of Monster Is This...

    The first team had high combat proficiency. At Zhong Shuo''s command, the Superhumans and combat servants swiftly completed their combat preparations. Now, they awaited the arrival of the "enemy."


    Zhong Shuo stood on an elevated position, looking toward the south while smoking a cigarette. The blond man and the tall woman flanked him on either side, both a bit perplexed.


    The tall woman whispered, "Boss, is headquarters being too paranoid? Isn''t that cultivator just another Superhuman? Do we really need to have our brothers this battle-ready? To be honest, our setup here could probably roll over the entire Han Country. There aren''t many forces that can withstand an assault by so many Superhumans and combat servants."


    The blond man also grumbled, "We''ve been out catching the Zombie Empress for nearly a month now. I want to go back and rest. I miss the beauties back in Science City."


    Zhong Shuo responded calmly, "I don''t understand it either, but this order came directly from the City Lord, not from the strategic team at headquarters."


    Both the blond man and the tall woman stiffened and then bowed their heads.


    The City Lord...


    That was just a code name. The real name of the "City Lord" was unknown to anyone. He preferred to be called the City Lord rather than chairman, president, or doctor.


    Since it was an order from the City Lord, they were willing to comply, because the City Lord had never been wrong.


    Zhong Shuo continued calmly, "I know you all want to rest. I want to rest too. The City Lord said that after this mission, we could take a month off."


    Both the tall woman and the blond man brightened up at this.


    Finally, a vacation! Cheers!


    After a moment''s disappearance, a Superhuman who had been vigilantly scanning the surroundings suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted.


    "There''s a green light in the sky!"


    Zhong Shuo''s eyes sharpened. "That''s the cultivator. Fire!"


    The satellite phone call from headquarters had made it clear; the high-speed green light in the sky was the cultivator.


    Bang bang bang!


    Gun barrels spewed flames, and bullets exceeding 700 meters per second sliced through the air, aimed directly at the green light in the sky.


    However, all these bullets were stopped by an invisible shield, completely unable to reach the swiftly flying green light.


    "Step aside, let me handle this!"


    A battle servant sneered, promptly retrieving a shoulder-fired rocket launcher. A thunderous explosion resounded. The missile shot forth!


    The battle servant, brimming with confidence, believed his missile would undoubtedly strike the enemy.


    Yet, as the missile neared the azure light, merely two to three hundred meters away, it abruptly detonated mid-air without any warning.


    Shards of metal scattered in all directions, cascading down with a rustling sound.


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    Zhong Shuo felt his scalp tighten.


    What method was that just now? He hadn''t even caught a clear glimpse.


    On the Green Shadow Shuttle, Chu Xuan gazed coldly at this contingent of Superhumans. He held no fear of bullets fired from rifles.


    The Green Shadow Shuttle, being a top-grade Foundation Establishment magic tool, could easily withstand such low-level thermal weapons. But the rocket launcher''s missile, its power evidently surpassed that of rifle bullets.


    To be cautious, Chu Xuan released a wisp of Spiritual Qi, causing the missile to explode mid-air. In that instant, he realized the might of such thermal weapons. They indeed had the potential to damage a magic tool. If subjected to a barrage of missiles, even if he wouldn''t perish, several defensive magic tools would shatter.


    Chu Xuan summoned the Corpse Nurturing Tower, releasing three streaks of black light. He casually commanded, "Kill them all."


    "Roar! Roar! Roar!"


    The roars of Long, Hu, and Bao reverberated thunderously. Like pitch-black projectiles, they descended from the heavens, crashing directly into the fortifications of the first squad of Superhumans!


    Several elemental Superhumans and battle servants didn''t even have time to react before being crushed into a pulp by the three Corpses. Their supposedly formidable and sturdy fortifications were obliterated in an instant, reduced to fragments flying everywhere.


    Dust and smoke completely enveloped the area. Agonized screams echoed intermittently through the haze. It was as if three assassins, masters of slaughter, were performing a deadly dance.


    "Fire into the smoke!"


    Zhong Shuo made the decision on the spot and yelled out the command. The blond man and the tall woman, their hearts tightening, immediately joined in shouting the order to fire. Even if there were their own people in the smoke, they had to shoot.


    Pow! Pow! Pow!


    Rifles and machine guns continuously spat out flames. Two shoulder-fired rocket launchers also launched their missiles abruptly!


    Boom boom boom!


    Under such intense firepower, a normal human body would have been torn to shreds. Moments later, the barrels of the combat servants'' guns glowed red-hot, forcing them to pause firing.


    The situation fell into an eerie silence. Then, from within the dust, a chilling chewing sound emerged.


    Crunch, crunch.


    It sounded like flesh being ripped from the bone. Or like bones being crunched and their marrow sucked out.


    Not dead!


    Zhong Shuo, the blond man, and the tall woman all tensed, their eyes snapping to that area.


    Zhong Shuo was particularly shocked. He had already learned from headquarters about the cultivator''s abilities. One was controlling zombies. The other was manipulating fire.


    But zombies could not possibly jump down from nearly a hundred meters high and remain unharmed. Nor could they withstand such a concentrated barrage of firepower!


    "What kind of monster is this..."


    Zhong Shuo muttered to himself.


    Boom!


    Three towering, dark figures burst out of the smoke like three unstoppable bulls charging wildly.


    The combat servants widened their eyes in horror. They didn''t even have a chance to react before they were smashed into pulp!


    Compared to them, the Superhumans had slightly stronger bodies. They weren''t smashed into pulp, but rather into seven or eight pieces of limbs and fragments.


    In the blink of an eye, another five or six Superhumans were killed. The combat servants were completely wiped out.


    Zhong Shuo fixed his gaze. The leading, exceptionally robust zombie bore only a few scorch marks. Some rifle bullets, twisted and deformed, were lodged within its muscles and bones. This terrifying creature''s flesh was harder than steel!


    Zhong Shuo watched as the hulking zombie lunged at the blond man.


    From the zombie''s grim and ferocious mouth emerged a harsh and guttural syllable, "Die!"


    The blond man, an enhanced Superhuman, had reinforced his legs. Seeing the dire situation, he immediately activated his psionic power, further strengthening his legs.


    In an instant, they swelled several times larger. He kicked the ground forcefully, preparing to dart away.


    At this critical moment, a piercing screech suddenly swept across the entire area. Everyone who heard it felt as if their brains had been struck by a massive hammer, leaving them momentarily blank. Even Zhong Shuo, a Level Six Superhuman, felt dizzy and almost lost his balance.


    The screech also affected the blond man. Just as he was about to dash away, his movement abruptly halted. In those few fleeting seconds, the hulking zombie''s fist, as large as a sandbag, smashed his skull.


    Blood and brain matter, mixed with shattered bone fragments, spurted out, flying far away. A large portion of his shattered brain was also flung out, only to be swiftly devoured by an agile zombie before it even hit the ground.


    A woman''s scream rang out from the right.


    Zhong Shuo looked intently. His most capable subordinate, the tall woman, had her head crushed by the screeching zombie!


    "Dead... all dead..." Zhong Shuo murmured.

 Chapter 115: Let me see what youve go

    Zhong Shuo was somewhat distracted. As a Level 6 Superhuman, he had never been in such a dire and life-threatening situation before.


    But Level 6 Superhumans were supposed to be at the pinnacle among Superhumans. They were the ones standing atop the pyramid. Why, then, were there such terrifying zombies?


    Jumping down from over a hundred meters high! Remaining unscathed under a dense barrage of firepower! Blasting the head of a Level 5 Superhuman with a single punch! Such terrifying zombies, a total of three of them!


    Even more frightening was...


    That mysterious cultivator remained suspended in mid-air without joining the battle. If the cultivator could control such terrifying zombie war machines, how powerful must they be themselves?


    Thinking of this, Zhong Shuo''s heart was overshadowed by a vast shadow. His usual aggressive and dominant aura, which usually knew no bounds, had disappeared without a trace.


    Now he understood.


    What Level 6 Superhuman? In the eyes of that cultivator, he was nothing more than an ant, a speck of dust.


    "Roar!"


    The burly zombie charged forward. Just a plain, unadorned, and unpretentious fist.


    Zhong Shuo was somewhat dazed. But his experienced body instinctively reacted.


    Hum!


    His arms suddenly blocked in front of him. Hardened bones rapidly grew out, forming thick bone armor.


    His ability was to control his own bones. He could grow bone claws like Wolverine, or form bone shields and armor to protect himself.


    That''s why he consumed large amounts of food every day, converting it into nutrients to grow his bones.


    Normal people had only 12 pairs of ribs. But he had a whopping 20 pairs. In addition, extra bones had grown in the additional space of his chest and abdomen.


    Normally, they were hardly used. But in combat, these bones became lethal weapons.


    Zhong Shuo had tested it before. By fully utilizing his stored bones, he could withstand the continuous bombardment of three single soldier rocket launcher rounds!


    This was his trump card. Even though his will was shaken due to the enormous disparity in strength, he still wanted to test his trump card against the opponent.


    "Come on, let me see what you''ve go..."


    Zhong Shuo took a deep breath and roared. However, before he could finish his sentence, the thick bone armor was shattered by the fist the size of a sandbag. Along with it, his head was pulverized.


    Bone fragments and shards flew everywhere, comparable to shrapnel from a grenade, deeply embedding into the ground and surrounding buildings.


    Hu lifted Zhong Shuo''s headless body with one hand, emitting a deafening zombie roar. This sound was filled with the dominance of a superior over inferiors. Every surviving Superhuman, regardless of what they were doing, clutched their heads and fell to the ground in terror.


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    Those who had lost their will to fight were quickly dispatched¡ªeither by Long crushing their skulls or Bao piercing their hearts. In the blink of an eye, the battlefield was devoid of life, leaving only rubble and scattered limbs and fragments, as if narrating the tale of a one-sided slaughter that had occurred here.


    Chu Xuan casually summoned back Long, Hu, Bao and the corpses to the Corpse Tower. He did not pause for even a moment and continued northward. The bodies of these Superhumans and combat servants contained energy far inferior to that of cultivators.


    Furthermore, the Psionic cores within the Superhumans had already been consumed by Long, Hu, and Bao, so there was no need to collect them.


    The most shocked at this moment was He Shengliang, standing on the Green Shadow Shuttle. From a high vantage point and as a bystander, he had a clear view of the entire battle.


    Ordinary superhumans and combat servants crumbled like fragile paper at the slightest touch. Two Level 5 Superhumans were as weak as tofu. Even the captain of the first team, a Level 6 Superhuman known for his formidable defense, was as vulnerable as a watermelon, bursting apart with a single punch.


    Such a well-equipped team was easily torn to shreds by the three zombies under the Immortal''s command. It was terrifying.


    After a brief shock, joy rose on He Shengliang''s face. That''s right. He had made the right choice. He should indeed enlist this Immortal! Only he had the power to annihilate Science City...


    Over an hour had passed.


    Chu Xuan piloted the Green Shadow Shuttle, already hovering above the headquarters of the Science City located in Yanjing City of the Youyan Province. The Green Shadow Shuttle, a top-tier flying magic tool, could traverse one thousand li in a single hour, consuming merely a small spiritual stone for the distance.


    The direct distance between East Lake City and Yanjing City on the map was roughly one thousand kilometers. Flying high above, there were no concerns of traffic jams or speed limits, allowing for a straight and uninterrupted course. Only occasionally, some reckless carnivorous birds attempted to taste Chu Xuan''s mettle.


    As the saying goes, to not return a favor is discourteous.


    Chu Xuan, ever so graciously, let Bao taste them instead.


    Indeed, the journey was swift. The Science City headquarters managed only the most basic response; even the dispatched teams had not had time to retreat before Chu Xuan descended like the grim reaper.


    He surveyed the area below.


    A towering edifice stood there, marked by a massive logo¡ªthe words "Science City" boldly proclaimed its identity.


    "This is the place¡­ this is it," He Shengliang murmured, his eyes moistening at the sight of the familiar building.


    Originally, Science City had acquired an ancient vessel and planned to conduct human experiments using live subjects. Being an orphan with a severe mental disorder, he naturally became the prime target for Science City.


    Later, thanks to the help of Ji Shengyu, he managed to escape from the underground research facility of this very building.


    Facing Chu Xuan, He Shengliang bowed respectfully, "Immortal, the ancient vessel is located in the underground base beneath this building."


    "Very well, you have one hour," Chu Xuan stated calmly, "In one hour, no one here will be left alive."


    With a casual wave of his hand, a surge of Spiritual Qi lifted He Shengliang to the ground.


    "Exterminate them."


    Chu Xuan then unleashed the Tower. At his command, Long, Hu, and Bao corpses, like beasts freed from their cages, charged into the building.


    "You may join in the fun as well," Chu Xuan said as he brought out the Blood Beehive.


    The queen bee had been diligently hatching warrior bees, and the swarm had grown considerably in size. Countless warrior and worker bees streamed into the building through doors and windows.


    Blood, death, slaughter, and chaos spread like a plague throughout the entire Science City building.


    "Thank you," He Shengliang deeply bowed to Chu Xuan, seizing the chaotic moment to rush in as well.


    Chu Xuan casually took out a set of killing array discs and flags. This formation, known as the "Earth Evill Demon Sealing Array," was a high-grade killing formation from the Foundation Establishment stage. Comprising thirty-six flags and a single array disk, Chu Xuan had acquired them after slaying Duan Feipeng and taking them from his storage bag.


    Despite its name suggesting it sealed demons, in reality, it could kill anything contained within its bounds. Similar formations numbered over a dozen in his collection.


    With a flick of his wrist, his spiritual sense guided the thirty-six flags into position around the Science City building. They are embedded into the concrete like nails.


    Thus, the prototype of the Earth Evil Demon Sealing Array was established. Once he inserted the spiritual stones into the array disk, every living being within the range of the formation would die in agony.

 Chapter 116: The Origin of Psionics?

    Deep within the underground base of the Science City Building, the city''s leader, the City Lord, sat intently watching a screen that displayed the Science City Building as a veritable hell on earth. His right hand caressed a massive red button, his expression growing feverishly manic.


    "Come forth, come forth! All high-level zombies and supernatural creatures, come to me!" he roared, slamming the button down.


    An ultrasonic wave, inaudible to normal humans, immediately radiated out from the Science City Building, rippling towards distant realms.


    All zombies and supernatural beings that heard this call instinctively converged towards its source. To them, the sound seemed to announce: "Dinner is served!"


    The City Lord cackled maniacally.


    "Kill, kill," he hissed. "Blood and bones will construct its body. Wails and screams will nourish it. It will be the grandest creation of Science City."


    "Oh God, do you see?" he shouted upwards. "I am about to create a level eight..."


    His laughter echoed until it was abruptly cut off.


    Bang!


    The steel door, twenty centimeters thick, was punched through. Another hole followed immediately after.


    Crack!


    In the next moment, the steel door was forcibly torn open by a pair of powerful arms.


    The City Lord''s laughter stopped abruptly as he incredulously turned towards the entrance. A tall figure, flanked by three robust forms, sauntered in as if strolling in a serene garden.


    "You... weren''t you on the surface?" he stammered. "How did you appear here so suddenly?"


    The City Lord''s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Chu Xuan, sneaking a few glances at Hu.


    The twenty-centimeter-thick iron door had been penetrated with a single punch, as though it were no more substantial than a paper window.


    Chu Xuan surveyed the man. He had assumed the City Lord, who even a level six Superhuman would not dare to challenge, was at least a level seven or eight Superhuman. It turned out he was merely a level six.


    "Are you the City Lord?" Chu Xuan asked nonchalantly.


    The City Lord took a deep breath and responded solemnly, "Yes, I am the City Lord."


    "Cultivator, may I address you as such?" he ventured.


    Chu Xuan replied indifferently, "A dead man may call me whatever he wishes."


    The City Lord burst into a wild, somewhat demented laugh. "I will die, and so will you!" he exclaimed. "We shall all become nourishment for the level eight supernatural being!"


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    "I had planned to kill all the members of the Science City Building and transform them into nourishment for the level eight zombies once my plan succeeded," he continued. "You have actually aided me!"


    Chu Xuan tilted his head, observing him with a hint of pity. He calmly suggested, "Take another look at the screen. See how much flesh remains on the ground."


    Startled, the City Lord turned his gaze back to the screen. To his shock, he saw swarms of blood-red bees invading the Science City Building. Wherever they passed, all the corpses'' flesh vanished, leaving behind only stark white skeletons. Even the flesh that had splattered on the floors, walls, and ceilings during the slaughter was meticulously cleaned, as if licked clean like a yogurt lid.


    "This... this..." The City Lord''s body swayed, nearly toppling over from the incredulity of it all. The blood bees, functioning like automated cleaning robots, had scrubbed every trace of flesh so thoroughly it defied logic.


    Taking a deep breath, the City Lord pleaded earnestly, "Spare my life, I know where the ancient vessel is..."


    Snap.


    His head was crushed effortlessly by the ghastly claw of a ghost. The headless body thumped heavily onto the ground.


    Chu Xuan looked at the corpse and pronounced flatly, "I know where it is, no need for you to tell me."


    There was a profoundly strong Psionic point within the underground base. It was obvious, even without much thought, that the ancient vessel was located there.


    Chu Xuan strolled leisurely towards it, heading deeper into the underground base. Access was guarded by a password and a secret door, known only to the City Lord.


    Around the door, two machine guns were set up, ready to unleash a barrage of bullets should anyone enter the incorrect password.


    However, they posed no threat to Chu Xuan.


    "Hu, it''s all yours," Chu Xuan said casually.


    With a roar, Hu charged forward, braving the streams of bullets from the Gatling guns, twisting their barrels into twisted metal. The sturdy password-protected door was also torn apart by his single hand.


    Only then did Chu Xuan stride in. Soon, he reached the deepest layer of the underground base. There, he beheld the thing¡ªa massive life form assembled from countless limbs. It was hard to describe in human language exactly what it was. If one had to label it... a Nightmare Amalgam?


    Chu Xuan instantly discerned, at the core of the corpulent entity, a damaged device. This device continuously emitted intense psionic energy. It was the presence of these richly vibrant psionics that stitched the myriad severed limbs together, preventing them from falling apart.


    At that moment, perhaps sensing the presence of living beings, the sixteen eyes on the corpulent entity simultaneously snapped open.


    "Die!"


    The same word erupted from its twenty-two mouths. Six massive hands slammed down violently as if Chu Xuan were but a fly that could be swatted dead.


    Whoosh!


    A streak of blood suddenly flashed.


    In an instant, it severed the six enormous hands. Blood gushed forth in an instant.


    Chu Xuan felt a pang of heartache. Such a waste of blood.


    In the next moment, he saw the damaged device suddenly emit psionic fluctuations. The wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the six hands had regrown!


    Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up. An endless supply of flesh and blood?


    "Hmm? Die!"


    The corpulent entity, momentarily stunned, failed to comprehend how its forceful palms had not crushed the tiny fly. It growled lowly, swinging its arms down once more.


    This time, Chu Xuan took action himself. The Evil Soul Chain shot out, blasting through the arms to reach the damaged device. Then, wrapping around it, he yanked fiercely.


    A pitiful wail immediately emanated from the corpulent entity. It was as if its root were being ruthlessly pulled outward by Chu Xuan.


    "Quite tight. Huikong, use some strength."


    Chu Xuan instructed.


    Roar!


    Huikong suddenly appeared and the force of the Evil Soul Chain burst forth. With a snap, the damaged device was directly pulled out.


    In that instant, the corpulent entity seemed as if its backbone had been extracted, utterly collapsing.


    The so-called eighth-tier supernatural creature, as described by the City Lord, was no match for even a mid-stage demonic beast in Chu Xuan''s presence. In a flick of his fingers, it was effortlessly slain.


    "Is this the origin of the psionics?"


    Chu Xuan examined the damaged device, deep in thought.

 Chapter 117: Ancient Artifact, Primordial Psionic

    This damaged artifact, jet-black and icy cold, had sharp and distinct edges. If it were intact, it would have been a perfect cubic shape. The surface of the artifact was densely covered with mysterious patterns. Looking at it for too long would make one feel dizzy and overwhelmed.


    Chu Xuan could easily sense that this object was still continuously releasing powerful primordial psionic energy. After these primordial psionics merged with the air, they gradually diluted into ordinary psionics.


    Primordial psionics subtly transformed everything they touched. When Chu Xuan controlled it with his spiritual sense and floated it in front of him, the primordial psionics even seemed to want to transform him.


    However, once primordial psionics and Spiritual Qi encountered each other, they immediately regarded each other as mortal enemies.


    In the blink of an eye, primordial psionics and Spiritual Qi formed into two great dragons, fiercely clashing and killing each other. They even treated Chu Xuan''s body as the battlefield.


    Chu Xuan couldn''t help but frown, but he still patiently watched. Soon, these two vastly different energies determined the winner.


    Spiritual Qi still surpassed primordial psionics by a large margin. The latter had no choice but to withdraw from Chu Xuan''s body.


    "It seems that even primordial psionics are weaker than Spiritual Qi. However, judging from the energy it contains, it''s not far behind."


    Chu Xuan recalled the corpulent entity he had just faced.


    Compared to Spiritual Qi, primordial psionics might not match in terms of strength, power, or endurance. But in terms of vitality alone, it was exceptionally robust. It might even surpass Spiritual Qi in certain aspects.


    "The energy imbued with powerful vitality... it''s so incredibly useful!"


    Chu Xuan stroked his chin, revealing a satisfied smile. Corpse puppets, gu insects, spirit plants... Under his command, they all eagerly awaited their daily sustenance.


    "Moreover, there are rumors about a group of demonic cultivators who worship ancient body-refining techniques. They don''t cultivate Qi, build foundations, or form pills; they specialize in tempering their physical bodies. They require massive amounts of meat daily. This meat must contain immense vitality to support their daily consumption for body refinement. Perhaps these primordial psionics could assist me in body refinement as well."


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly.


    Cultivators have always been divided into two types: those who refine qi and those who refine their bodies. The latter are also known as body cultivators.


    However, body cultivators require vast amounts of demonic beast flesh and rare natural treasures. It is no longer the ancient golden age where spiritual herbs were ubiquitous. There are not enough resources to sustain a body cultivator.


    The resources to sustain one body cultivator could perhaps sustain seven or eight qi cultivators. As for slaying demonic beasts to harvest their flesh, that is even more out of the question.


    Combat brings the risk of injury. Injuries require the consumption of medicinal pills for healing. If one does not use medicinal pills, natural healing requires even more time. Once the cost of combat exceeds the gains, it becomes a loss not worth the effort!


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    Moreover, the pain involved in body refining far exceeds that of qi refining. Over time, body cultivators gradually faded from the annals of history. The mainstream became those who refine qi.


    Chu Xuan only learned of the existence of body cultivators from casual conversations among cultivators. Initially, he was just listening for the sake of it. Now, it seems he really has the capability to make it a reality.


    "However, I lack a body cultivation technique, so I''ll set this aside for now and revisit it if the opportunity arises."


    Chu Xuan noted this in his mind.


    ...


    Elsewhere, the back door of the Science City building.


    A young boy helped his elder sister to walk out quickly.


    At this time, He Shengliang had even more injuries. Being a brain enhancer, he was not very adept at combat.


    Yet, he had stormed the underground base, found Ji Shengyu among hundreds of cryogenic chambers, and managed to escape with her from the Science City building an hour ago.


    Ji Shengyu had just recovered from her cryogenic Province. Her face was still a bit stiff and her speech was somewhat halting.


    She managed a weak smile, "Little Liang... thank you... you."


    He Shengliang smiled.


    The two hobbled along, passing by a flagpole.


    "Eh, this is..." Ji Shengyu looked puzzled.


    He Shengliang smiled and said, "Let''s sit here and rest a while."


    Ji Shengyu nodded, "Okay."


    He Shengliang pulled out a bottle of baijiu and handed it over.


    Ji Shengyu took a big swig of the liquor, and her body gradually warmed up.


    She laughed, "You really get me."


    He Shengliang pointed at the Science City building and said calmly, "Sister Yu, you are a senior researcher at Science City, why didn''t you stay there and instead chose to rescue me?"


    Ji Shengyu took another large gulp, then sighed deeply, "Because I, too, came into contact with primordial psionic and awakened my talents. The City Lord used me as one of his subjects for human experimentation. To survive, I had to protect myself. At that time, you were another individual who had awakened talents; only by taking you with me could I have hoped to escape alive. Our previous memories..."


    He Shengliang spoke calmly, "I''ve already figured out that the memories from the psychiatric hospital were fabricated."


    Ji Shengyu nodded and continued drinking.


    "Sister Yu, if I were to die, you''d have to keep living well on your own," He Shengliang paused, then suddenly said.


    Ji Shengyu was startled, "What? Are you joking? With your calculating skills, you should be able to predict your own death, right? We''ve both escaped, so I don''t think it''s going to be today. Besides, I still need you to help me find booze."


    He Shengliang chuckled and recounted the events that had happened. Finally, he said, "I made a deal with the immortal; I led him to Science City, and he gave me an hour to rescue you from the underground base. Now, you''ve made it out alive, and I''ve repaid the favor you did me by saving me back then; it''s time for me to end my life."


    Ji Shengyu''s hand, holding the liquor bottle, began to tremble.


    "You..."


    He Shengliang smiled. Though he was physically just a young boy, his smile carried an immense weight of world-weariness.


    "If I don''t end my life, the immortal will kill both of us, and I know he truly has the means to do it. Sister Yu, I''m just a passerby in your life. Please live well."


    Tears streamed down Ji Shengyu''s eyes.


    He Shengliang whispered, "Sister Yu, may I lie on your lap?"


    "Of course," Ji Shengyu sniffled and nodded.


    The young boy lay on the soft lap of his elder sister, his breathing gradually becoming lighter, and he fell asleep. A cold tear fell onto his cheek. He never woke up again.


    Above on the Green Shadow Shuttle, Chu Xuan saw everything unfold. He could tell at a glance that He Shengliang had ingested poison and no longer had any signs of life.


    He Shengliang had used him to block the pursuers and also leveraged his power to eliminate the nemesis, Science City. He had effectively used him twice.


    A deal is a deal.


    This man had to die; there was no question about it. It was just a pity to lose such a clever individual. No matter how intelligent, it is ultimately hard to contend with supreme power.


    "Hmm? A tide of zombies?"


    Chu Xuan looked toward the horizon, suddenly noticing a black line appearing. And it wasn''t coming from one direction. It was converging from all around! Those flying in the sky and those running on the ground, all were coming. If those swimming in the water could come ashore, they probably would have joined in the excitement!

 Chapter 118: Too Many Souls, Overflowing

    Chu Xuan suddenly remembered. When he had entered the lowest level of the underground base, an odd sonic wave had swept past. To ordinary people, it was an inaudible ultrasonic wave.


    But for Chu Xuan, a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, it was within the range of perceivable sounds. It was just a sound, so he hadn''t paid much attention to it.


    But now he understood. That sound was the City Lord''s final killer move. It could attract all the zombies and supernatural creatures in the vicinity!


    There''s a saying: ants can kill an elephant.


    In the City Lord''s estimation, even if Chu Xuan was an incredibly powerful Superhuman, if there were enough zombies and supernatural creatures, they could overwhelm him to death!


    Chu Xuan displayed a bizarre smile. How many large blood pearls could this sprawling tide of corpses produce? The Myriad Souls Banner would probably be filled to the brim, right?


    Furthermore, the City Lord had unintentionally given him a great gift. That was the ultrasonic wave attracting the zombies!


    From now on, he no longer needed to go searching for zombies. Just spread the sound, and a large number of zombies would come knocking at his door. This was simply¡­ fantastic!


    "Very good, very good, coming to Science City was indeed the right decision!"


    Chu Xuan laughed so hard he could hardly contain himself.


    Roar roar roar!


    The three corpses of Long, Hu, and Bao had completed their mission and returned to Chu Xuan''s side.


    A large number of soldier bees and worker bees had also returned to the Hive, waiting for Chu Xuan''s next command.


    Chu Xuan stood on high ground, overlooking the corpse tide rushing from afar. He immediately pressed a spirit stone into the array plate. The Earth Evil Demon Sealing Array rippled and was now activated.


    Chu Xuan smiled, "Now, all we need to do is wait. Wait for them to enter the array."


    Leading the charge was an advanced zombie standing over three meters tall. It had four arms, with muscles bulging all over its body. Especially those legs, they were bizarrely jointed backward!


    With a leap, its reverse-jointed legs acted like springs, propelling it high into the air. In an instant, it had jumped more than ten meters high! From its appearance and capabilities, this was at least a level-five zombie.


    At that moment, the array suddenly concentrated countless potent, mighty flying swords and shot them out. In an instant, this level-five zombie was sliced into countless pieces of flesh, falling to the ground.


    The zombies behind it had no idea what had happened upfront. They still rushed forward in a frenzy.


    Time for dinner! Time for dinner! Those who lagged behind would miss out on their meal!


    These reverse-jointed zombies entering the Earth Evil Demon Sealing Array liked to leap high into the air. Suspended with nowhere to leverage in mid-air, they naturally became live targets for the flying swords.


    Just like their leader, they all ended up as piles of minced meat on the ground. Then, more and more zombies and supernatural creatures rushed in.


    The flying swords hummed non-stop. Where they passed, only limbs and shattered bodies fell in droves.


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    Chu Xuan took out the Myriad Souls Banner. With a gesture of his hand, a vast number of souls began to stream continuously towards the Myriad Souls Banner.


    Chu Xuan mused, "The rate at which these souls are replenishing is absurdly fast."


    He estimated that once this horde of zombies was entirely vanquished, the souls within the Myriad Souls Banner might overflow.


    This banner was merely a high-quality magic tool, not one of those legendary magical treasures possessing a spirit; otherwise, it would certainly have screamed in panic.


    Too many! Stop coming in! It''s going to overflow!


    The carnage lasted for over three hours. Aside from a few intelligent high-level zombies and supernatural creatures that sensed danger and fled, the rest fell into the array.


    Now, the grounds around the Science City building were finely layered with several strata of flesh and blood.


    "All this flesh and blood should be enough to produce plenty of blood honey," he mused. "The queen bee''s level might catch up immediately, and perhaps even unlock more types of blood bees."


    Chu Xuan''s thoughts stirred. He commanded the queen bee to deploy a large number of worker bees. Blood honey was far superior to blood pearls.


    His own blood transmutation Technique was somewhat crude; in the future, he planned to let the blood bees handle such delicate tasks.


    Was it laziness?


    No.


    It was more about allowing the blood bees to gain experience. That way, they could become key pillars under his command in the future.


    The worker bees were highly efficient. In no time at all, they had cleaned up all the minced flesh that had fallen to the ground.


    Of course, the corpulent entity from the deepest part of the underground base was not overlooked. In time, all this flesh would be transformed into blood honey.


    Seizing the opportunity, Chu Xuan swept up all the research materials from Science City, leaving nothing behind. He then set the last fire, burning down the towering building.


    At that moment, Chu Xuan suddenly saw a burst of rainbow-colored radiance rising in the sky.


    Following this were divine beasts like dragons, phoenixes, and qilins, each appearing one by one. Then, various phenomena such as the sun and moon soaring through the sky unfolded.


    Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up.


    Here it comes! It''s coming with signs and wonders! Merit! Here is merit again! Hum!


    Suddenly, behind Chu Xuan''s head, a three-tiered Merit Golden Wheel emerged. The Merit Golden Wheel, rotating silently like a lotus platform, was like a Buddha, a sage. The magnificent golden light was so intense it was blinding. Like a miniature sun!


    The Merit Golden Wheel could enhance the power of merit-based spells. Accumulating layers on the Merit Golden Wheel is extremely challenging, and it becomes increasingly difficult with each additional layer.


    For context, even Yuanhong, the current abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple, only possessed two layers of the Merit Golden Wheel.


    Previously, Chu Xuan had only one layer. But today, after eradicating a horde of tens of thousands of zombies, he impressively gained three layers!


    Chu Xuan muttered, "These hollow phenomena are alright, but can we discuss adding more Cleansing Soul Golden Rain?"


    He looked up at the sky and clicked his tongue.


    Whoosh!


    Torrential rain poured down. Golden rain covered Chu Xuan from head to toe. Those who knew thought it was raining. Those who didn''t might have thought it was hail!


    "Truly magnificent!"


    Chu Xuan gave a thumbs-up, immediately absorbing this precious Cleansing Soul Golden Rain. His spiritual soul once again strengthened significantly.


    The total amount of Cleansing Soul Golden Rain this time far exceeded the last. Until the raindrops completely disappeared, Chu Xuan suddenly realized that his spiritual soul had actually doubled in strength!


    Forget about being a Foundation Establishment seventh layer cultivator, even a the ninth layer cultivator couldn''t compare to him.


    Of course, such spiritual soul strength still couldn''t compare to a Golden Core cultivator. The transition from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core was a complete leap in life level. All aspects would skyrocket.


    In addition, he felt that his innate comprehension had also increased. His thoughts were clearer. His speed in pondering any problem had become faster.


    "My spiritual soul has doubled, which means I can control more magic tools simultaneously and raise their number again."


    Chu Xuan was overjoyed. The three corpse puppets, Long, Hu, and Bao, had now become Corpse Generals, their levels almost matching his.


    Hu''s level was particularly high, even surpassing Chu Xuan by one level, reaching the Eighth Level Corpse General. The higher the level, the more spiritual soul he needed to control them. Not to mention, Chu Xuan still needed to focus on controlling magic tools. With his spiritual soul now doubled, his pressure had been significantly reduced.


    However, he had no intention of increasing the number of Corpse Generals further. Three Corpse Generals were sufficient.


    At most, he would refine more corpse puppets like the Purifying Corpse to manage the farm or guard various arrays.


    "Even the land here has been influenced by the Cleansing Soul Golden Rain."


    Chu Xuan rubbed his chin thoughtfully. He glanced at the soil faintly shimmering with golden light. After a moment of consideration, he casually took out a flying sword magic tool and began digging right then and there!

 Chapter 119: Conquer the Zombie Empress

    The soil teemed with bacteria, microorganisms, and small creatures like earthworms and insects. It was possible that some of these life forms, influenced by the cleansing soul rain, might gain intelligence.


    Should any of these creatures become sentient and wreak havoc, such evil deeds would likely bring retribution upon Chu Xuan. He had no desire for the hard-earned merits he had accumulated to be squandered in an instant.


    Thus, he decided to dig out the matter directly, ensuring everything remained within his control. This way, there would be no further complications.


    After completing this task, Chu Xuan retrieved the three corpses and blood bees, stepped onto the Green Shadow Shuttle, and departed.


    ...


    Ji Shengyu gazed at the distant azure light in the sky, her eyes filled with awe. She had witnessed everything firsthand. The terrifying tide of zombies had surged from all directions, yet it was as if they had charged into a perpetually grinding meat grinder.


    The powerful high-level zombies and supernatural creatures seemed no different from chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep in the eyes of that immortal.


    She had also witnessed various miraculous phenomena: the seven-colored auspicious clouds, mythical beasts appearing, the golden wheel of merit, and the golden rain. All these seemed to honor that immortal as if even the world itself acknowledged his achievements.


    Ji Shengyu looked down at He Shengliang, gradually growing cold in her arms, and spoke calmly, "Little Liang, rest assured, I won''t do anything foolish. I will live well. The Science City has fallen, but I know there are people above the City Lord. I will find them."


    She gazed at the blazing building, the flames reflecting in her eyes. "I will burn the filth of this world to ashes."


    ....


    The Science City, dominant in the northern region of the Han Country, abruptly vanished within a day. This news struck many survivors like a tempest.


    The Science City was notorious for capturing survivors for human experiments. Many survivors were terrified of it.


    But now, with the Science City gone, and no cunning and terrifying Zombie Empress, a vast power vacuum emerged in the northern Han Country.


    Various small factions led by supernaturals began vying for territory and population once again. The conflict was ever-present, never-ending.


    As for the second team of the Science City which led by Zhao Xia and Li Wang, many said they had left, but no one knew their whereabouts.


    All the external chaos was irrelevant to Chu Xuan. On his previous journey north, Chu Xuan had effortlessly eliminated the first team of the Science City and brought back the Zombie Empress.


    Hence, he had already begun establishing a second farm. Long, Hu, and Bao smashed everything violently, removing the massive ruins. Soon, a new, flat, and spacious farm was born.


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    Chu Xuan selected a prime spot at the farm''s center, dug a large pit, and threw the Zombie Empress into it. The Zombie Empress roared and immediately tried to attack.


    Hu stood faithfully by Chu Xuan''s side.


    Seeing the situation, he went up and slapped the Zombie Empress''s head. With a loud smack, the Zombie Empress''s head almost spun around. The Zombie Empress was instantly stunned.


    ''I am a powerful zombie about to evolve into Level Six! And I can also tame lower-level zombies for my own use. What kind of zombie is this in front of me? How can it hit me?''


    After some thought, the Zombie Empress decided to snarl again and release its Psionic power in an attempt to control Hu.


    Smack! Another slap.


    "Hmph..."


    Hu was somewhat annoyed. Besides the master, there was another creature trying to possess him.


    ''You''re dreaming!''


    The Zombie Empress''s cheekbones swelled up high. This time it understood. It really couldn''t command this stupid, big, and strong zombie.


    "Do you see that Zombie Matriarch over there?"


    Chu Xuan pointed to the nearby farm where the Zombie Matriarch diligently produced small flesh sacs.


    The Zombie Empress was puzzled.


    Isn''t that my offspring? How did it end up here?


    "As long as you produce flesh sacs every day like her, you''ll stay alive. If you don''t obey, you''ll die."


    Upon hearing this, the Zombie Empress snarled again.


    ''I''m the lord of the zombies in the northern part of the country! How can I be a production machine?''


    Chu Xuan took out a blood bead and flicked it into the Zombie Empress''s mouth.


    The Zombie Empress''s eyes rolled back instantly.


    ''Just a slave, huh? Fine, I''ll do it!''


    ...


    Soon, this new farm also settled into a routine. A large number of flesh sacs were produced, and under the diligent work of the Purifying Corpse, various spirit plants were planted.


    In addition to flesh-eating spirit plants, there were also some that absorbed Spiritual Qi. The Purifying Corpse managed these spirit plants well.


    Interestingly, a competitive relationship seemed to emerge between the Zombie Matriarch and the Zombie Empress.


    Chu Xuan noticed that since the establishment of the second farm, the Zombie Matriarch had ramped up its production of flesh sacs.


    Stimulated by some unknown factor, the Zombie Empress also rapidly increased its production. However, due to their equal levels, their production speeds remained neck and neck.


    Chu Xuan was pleased with the development. When workers compete with each other, the capitalist is most delighted.


    On the rooftop of the hotel, Chu Xuan set up a large fish tank. Inside the tank were the soils soaked with Cleansing Soul Golden Rain.


    Currently, there seemed to be no movement in the soil.


    Chu Xuan reclined in his chair, casually tossing around the cube that constantly emitted primordial psionic energy. "Since this thing releases primordial psionic, it looks like a cube, let''s call it Psionic Cube. Now, where should I place it?"


    Curious about its potential, Chu Xuan grabbed a piece of zombie flesh and pushed the Psionic Cube into it. In the blink of an eye, the zombie flesh began to expand. In less than ten minutes, the piece of flesh had swollen into a large cube more than a person''s height and continued to show signs of further expansion.


    "Awesome!"


    Chu Xuan''s spirits lifted. His insects, which purely favored meat, and with rising levels, their appetite only increased.


    Moreover, with the Hive requiring a massive daily supply of flesh, the Psionic Cube could be a solution for meat production.


    As Chu Xuan contemplated, Gangsi appeared in his palm, immediately attracted by the scent of the meat. Without waiting for Chu Xuan''s command, it plunged into the meat block like a javelin, transmitting a feeling of immense joy back to him. It was like a rat that had found its way into a rice store!


    Clearly, Gangsi enjoyed this meat block. Deciding to test further, Chu Xuan placed his other Gu, Bai and Lan, on it, and also let the three corpse generals, Long, Hu, and Bao, try it.


    After a moment, Chu Xuan concluded that both the corpse puppets and the gu insects could eat this meat block, but the gu insects particularly loved it. The three corpse generals only ate a few pieces before stopping, probably preferring the taste of living humans. Nonetheless, this was a great outcome.


    Chu Xuan no longer had to worry about food sources for his gu insects. To them, this high-quality, nutritious meat block was clearly much more appetizing than the dry, withered zombie flesh.

 Chapter 120: Foundation Establishment Eighth Layer, Return to Mystic Azure Realm

    A month later, Chu Xuan emerged from his meditation upon receiving a message from the Queen Bee. Since transforming the Hive into his lifebound magic tool, the Queen Bee had naturally become his lifebound gu insect.


    However, it seldom initiated contact with him. This time, it was the mature blood honey that prompted her message.


    "How did it mature faster than I expected?" Chu Xuan wondered as he fetched the Hive.


    The Queen Bee''s transmitted thoughts clarified everything¡ªit was all due to the high-nutrient meat blocks!


    The constant supply of these blocks not only sustained the hive and the Queen Bee but also enabled the unlocking of a new type of blood bee, the Poison Bee.


    Moreover, there was a significant surplus, enough to provide Chu Xuan with a steady supply.


    Buzzing sounds filled the air as a group of worker bees approached Chu Xuan, carrying cups made of beeswax. The cups were filled with a viscous, blood-red liquid¡ªblood honey.


    A sniff of its intoxicatingly sweet fragrance invigorated Chu Xuan, prompting him to lift a beeswax cup and drink it all at once. He immediately refined the blood honey with his Spiritual Qi.


    Moments later, he opened his eyes in astonishment. The energy density of the blood honey was incredibly high¡ªa small cup of it was equivalent to five large blood pearls. From now on, his cultivation could entirely rely on blood honey instead of blood pearls.


    "Good job," Chu Xuan praised generously.


    The Queen Bee, slightly embarrassed by the compliment, quickly returned to the Hive.


    Chu Xuan continued to meditate within the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array, refining both the Yin Evil Qi and blood honey.


    His cultivation level was advancing at a slow but steady pace.


    ...


    Two years blinked by. The Black Blade had grown into a vast force spanning the eastern and northern regions. It now controlled a communication satellite and its corresponding ground station, effectively ensuring that every level three Superhuman had a satellite phone. Consequently, their intelligence network was incredibly developed.


    However, Wang Gangjian and others always adhered to the rules set by the immortals. Their task was to gather intelligence, not to vie for dominance.


    Thus, Wang Gangjian strictly vetted new members. Those seeking to join Black Blade for personal gain, regardless of their Psionic level, were invariably turned away.


    Under such a stringent organizational structure, the situation in the eastern and northern parts of Han was extremely stable.


    In Two Dragons City, within the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array, Chu Xuan continued to meditate. His aura had reached the peak of his current stage, like a reservoir brimming with water, just waiting for the moment to break free from its confines.


    Chu Xuan, having now advanced to the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment, considered the situation back at Mystic Azure Realm. It had been almost five months since his departure, and he speculated that things might have settled down a bit.


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    "Let''s go back and see if it''s safe; if not, I can always return," Chu Xuan thought.


    He had several critical needs that only Mystic Azure Realm could satisfy, especially concerning the core condensation technique and body refining methods.


    The Thunder Falcon Core Condensation Method given to him by Wan Wuying was only a mid-grade Foundation Establishment technique; if he had a chance to obtain a superior method, he would certainly seize it.


    ...


    In the northern part of Wu Province, within a secluded mountain range, Chu Xuan materialized from his simple cave abode. His first action was to inspect the cave for any signs of disturbance. Finding none, he was relieved.


    Next, Chu Xuan activated his Turtle Breath Technique to conceal his cultivation level, reverting it to the initial stages of Qi Refining. He then changed his appearance using a transformation technique to resemble an ordinary male cultivator. Blending into a crowd, he would be as inconspicuous as a drop in the ocean.


    Having prepared himself, he quietly left the area and headed south, searching for a nearby cultivator''s market.


    Along the way, Chu Xuan noted several former outposts of the Heavenly Seal Sect, now all reduced to ruins. These ruins were deserted except for some Qi Refining stage demonic beasts that had claimed the territory.


    After some time, Chu Xuan finally spotted a market town nestled by a mountain and a lake in the distance. He stowed away his Green Shadow Shuttle and pulled out an old, crooked low-grade flying sword he hadn''t used in a long while, leisurely approaching the market.


    Above the market entrance hung a sign with gilded characters: Golden Lake Market, named after the nearby Golden Lake known for its eight types of spiritual fish. Previously, there had been a Heavenly Seal Sect outpost here called Golden Lake Hall, but it was clearly gone now.


    At the entrance of the market stood a cultivator in a deep blue Daoist robe, seemingly at the mid Qi Refining stage. He stopped Chu Xuan and casually mentioned, "Entering Golden Lake Market requires a fee of two small spiritual stones. This fee allows you to stay for one day."


    Chu Xuan frowned slightly as he observed the practices of Golden Lake Market. It was unusual for markets to charge an entrance fee, and even more so to restrict the duration of stay.


    However, not wanting to draw attention to himself, he handed over the two small spiritual stones and entered Golden Lake Market without protest.


    Inside, Chu Xuan immediately noticed that the cultivators rarely walked in the middle of the road; instead, they cautiously moved along the sides.


    The center was patrolled by a group of cultivators in deep blue Daoist robes, who scrutinized everyone passing by. Their gaze was ever watchful, especially on female cultivators who were inspected under the pretext of being Heavenly Seal spies, sometimes accompanied by flirtation.


    Moreover, these cultivators were keen to pounce on anyone who seemed like a lucrative target, employing various means to exploit them.


    Chu Xuan was here solely to gather information and to avoid drawing attention. He mimicked the behavior of other wandering cultivators, walking unobtrusively along the sides of the road.


    His current appearance, deliberately made plain and unremarkable, allowed him to blend in seamlessly, escaping the notice of the patrolling cultivators.


    Chu Xuan adopted the same strategy as before: he didn''t buy anything, touch anything, just strolled around. The cultivation levels of the cultivators within the market weren''t particularly high; he hadn''t even spotted a single Foundation Establishment cultivator.


    Being at the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment himself, his spiritual perception was strong enough to effortlessly eavesdrop on conversations among the other cultivators.


    In just one day, he gleaned a clear understanding of the events of the past five months.


    The Heaven Burning Sect had indeed been plotting for a long time; they had moved northward, sweeping through most regions of Wu Province and Jin Province. The remnants of the Heavenly Seal Sect had managed to escape to remote mountain valleys, barely clinging to survival.


    Currently, the Heaven Burning Sect was consolidating its power, preparing for further northward expansion to attack the Imperial Spirit Mountain and Mystical Sound Palace.


    Meanwhile, the underground ruins in the Misty Mountains still emitted a sinister aura, with no one having escaped from them.


    The five major sects of Wu Province were now in dire straits, critically weakened and vulnerable. The Heaven Burning Sect had clearly seized this opportunity.


    The territories of Wu Province and Jin Province were now under the control of various cultivation families aligned with the Heaven Burning Sect, including the Situ Family that controlled Golden Lake Market. The cultivators in deep blue Daoist robes, arrogant and high-handed, were disciples of the Situ Family.

 Chapter 121: Honored to Serve Seniors!

    The Situ Clan was one of the Foundation Establishment clans under the banner of the Heaven Burning Sect. A Foundation Establishment clan, as the name suggests, always had Foundation Establishment cultivators presiding over it.


    Should a day come when there were no Foundation Establishment cultivators, they would be demoted to a Qi Refining clan. Conversely, successfully condensing a Golden Core would elevate them to a Golden Core clan.


    Chu Xuan found it somewhat surprising that the Situ Clan had once been a Golden Core clan!


    However, over time, their talent had dwindled, and three hundred years ago, they had already degraded into a Foundation Establishment clan.


    Even though the Situ Clan was no longer a Golden Core clan, they still possessed the arrogance and haughtiness to justify their position as the rulers of this land. Most of the cultivators in the Golden Lake Market were from the Yu Kingdom.


    With the Heavenly Seal Sect gone, those roaming cultivators and minor sect cultivators had no choice but to rely on the Heaven Burning Sect. As a foundational clan under the Heaven Burning Sect, the Situ Clan naturally stood above them!


    "The former Golden Core clan must have had profound foundations. Perhaps they possess the condensation core technique and body refining arts that I seek. However, they are unlikely to willingly hand over their treasures to me; I will have to take matters into my own hands."


    Chu Xuan sighed lightly. If the Situ Clan were willing to offer up their treasures voluntarily, why increase the cycle of killing unnecessarily?


    "But before taking action, I must first investigate the strength and foundations of the Situ Clan; I cannot afford to waste time and Spiritual Qi on a fruitless endeavor. My time is precious."


    Chu Xuan continued to stroll through the Golden Lake Market. The stalls set up by Qi Refining cultivators naturally did not catch his eye. However, he still bought some spirit plant seeds as supplements.


    Afterward, Chu Xuan left the Golden Lake Market. There was too little intelligence to be gained from this market.


    He needed to go to larger markets where Foundation Establishment cultivators frequented. However, not long after Chu Xuan left the Golden Lake Market, he sensed someone tracking him.


    "Interesting, I''ve actually been targeted by a bandit cultivator."


    Chu Xuan couldn''t help but smile. A bandit cultivator, one who lived by robbery, was also a demonic cultivator.


    "And yet, this great demonic cultivator of mine has been seen as a fat target by a little demonic cultivator."


    Chu Xuan continued on his way, unhurried, until he arrived at a secluded grove of trees, where he finally stopped.


    A cold chuckle came from behind him.


    "So this is the burial ground you''ve chosen for yourself; it''s quite secluded."


    Chu Xuan turned towards the sound and saw a middle-aged cultivator with a lean figure. The man''s face showed a ferocious gleam, clearly regarding Chu Xuan as a lamb to be slaughtered.


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly, "You intend to rob me?"


    The bandit cultivator chuckled, "I''ve been searching for targets for several days, and among them, you caught my eye the most. You bought spirit plant seeds; it seems you''re a farmer! I''ve killed plenty of farmers. Heh heh, these cultivators are timid and weak, with low strength. Even if the loot is meager, it''s still meat on the bone. Mosquito meat is meat after all. Heh heh heh, don''t struggle in vain. I''m at the fifth level of Qi Refining; you can''t possibly be my match."


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    Chu Xuan clicked his tongue in amusement. It seemed that in the future, he mustn''t appear too ordinary, lest he attract the attention of bandit cultivators.


    He raised his hand, and with a swift motion, pinched a plump little insect between his fingers. The insect''s sharp mouthparts writhed as if capable of devouring everything.


    With a soft pop, Chu Xuan exerted a slight pressure and burst the little bug. Spiritual Qi enveloped his palm, preventing any of the insect''s fluids from touching him.


    He chuckled lightly, "Is this your tactic? A Gu, a Brain-Eating Bug?"


    The bandit cultivator''s face paled, and he immediately turned to flee. His secretly released Brain-Eating Bug had been effortlessly caught by the other''s bare hand!


    He had robbed many cultivators before and could easily tell who was strong and who was weak. This man was definitely not as weak as he appeared, a mere early stage of Qi Refining¡ªlikely a much higher stage!


    However, no sooner had the bandit taken his first step than he collapsed to the ground with a thud, his mouth filled with dirt and weeds. He tried to stand, only to find himself utterly weak and limp, like a strong man who had wandered into a den of female demons and had been thoroughly drained.


    He instantly realized what had happened¡ªhe was poisoned!


    Footsteps approached. The fat sheep he had eyed was now standing beside him.


    Chu Xuan''s eyes flickered with a purple hue as he activated his Soul-Capturing Gaze and began to interrogate.


    "Name."


    "Yan Peng."


    "Level."


    "Qi Refining, Sixth Level."


    Chu Xuan smiled. This fellow had just boasted of being at the Fifth Level of Qi Refining¡ªa lie, evidently meant to keep an edge up his sleeve, guarding against his ''fat sheep'' also being more than he appeared.


    Little did this bandit realize, the supposed fat sheep was not in the early stage of Qi Refining, nor the late stage, but... the latter stage of Foundation Establishment.


    Chu Xuan continued his interrogation, asking about everything except embarrassingly juvenile indiscretions. He eyed the man with keen interest, "Impressive, you even have a small group."


    This person was previously a demonic cultivator from the territories of Imperial Spirit Mountain. During the war between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the native sects of Wu Province, he had migrated to Wu Province, hoping to profit from the chaos of the conflict.


    A few demonic cultivators banded together for warmth, founding a small group known as the "Golden Lake Gang" near the shores of the lake. They engaged in activities like selling information, ambushing cultivators, acting as enforcers, and performing blood sacrifices of mortals.


    Recently, some unexplained blood pearls in various markets across Wu Province were traced back to small demonic groups like theirs. They moved like the wind and could easily disperse and reassemble, making it difficult for the Heavenly Seal Sect to capture them.


    Yan Peng, being the highest in cultivation level, had always been the leader of this small group. This made Chu Xuan consider Yan Peng''s potential utility. Gathering intelligence in disguise himself carried risks¡ªwhat if he encountered a Golden Core, especially one who recognized him?


    Yan Peng, with his intelligence, strength, and control over a small group, was an ideal source of information.


    Without much ado, Chu Xuan took out two Gu worm eggs and activated them with Spiritual Qi before smacking them into Yan Peng''s mouth. By then, the latter was gradually recovering from the effects of the Soul-Capturing Gaze.


    Moments later, in a panic, Yan Peng looked at Chu Xuan, continuously kowtowing and pleading, "Senior! Senior! Please spare me! It was mere greed that led me to offend you! Consider me as nothing, just let me go!"


    Chu Xuan smiled, "I need someone to serve me, and you seem suitable."


    Yan Peng paused, then quickly groveled, "It''s my honor to serve you, Senior! Whatever your command, just instruct! I, Song Fei, will move heaven and earth to fulfill your tasks, even if it means climbing mountains of blades or descending into seas of fire!"


    Chu Xuan smirked, "You''re called Yan Peng."


    Yan Peng awkwardly laughed, "Yes, yes, my name is Yan Peng¡ªoh, look at my poor memory!"


    His eyes darted about as he thought, as long as he could secure a way out, he would agree to anything¡ªafter all, he could always run; legs were attached to his body!


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "I''ve fed you a Five Organs Gu."


    Yan Peng''s color drained from his face. As a seasoned demonic cultivator, he was well-acquainted with various Gu worms. The Five Organs Gu was particularly suited for controlling subordinates.

 Chapter 122: Well, Thats Rather Embarrassing

    The Five Organs Gu swims within the cultivator''s organs. Not only does it typically not harm the cultivator, but it also nourishes and strengthens them.


    However, once the master of the Gu remotely activates it, the Five Organs Gu will start to devour the organs frenziedly until it has completely consumed the cultivator''s innards!


    The Five Organs Gu is exceedingly costly. Were it not for a shortage of funds, Yan Peng himself had planned to use it to firmly control the demonic cultivators of the Golden Lake Gang. To be honest, Yan Peng was somewhat skeptical, wondering if the other party was deceiving him.


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "Don''t believe it? Let me have it bite you as a test."


    He snapped his fingers. Immediately, Yan Peng felt an intense pain inside his body, as if he had been bitten. The pain was so severe that he rolled on the ground, curling up like a red-hot shrimp.


    Yan Peng cried out in agony, "I believe! I believe!"


    He quickly accepted his fate, murmuring, "From now on, you are my master. Whatever you want me to do, just command me!"


    Chu Xuan smiled slightly, "My demands are not complex, just gather intelligence for me. The information I most need now is regarding the Situ Family. I want to know the strength and foundations of the Situ Family, and nothing must be omitted."


    After stating this, Chu Xuan casually added, "Don''t try to dissolve the Five Organs Gu, because besides it, I''ve also implanted another Gu in your brain. I won''t say its name, to spare you the constant worry and prevent it from hindering your work."


    Yan Peng shivered. The other person was no fat sheep. He was a far more terrifying demon!


    Yan Peng managed a strained smile, "Master, rest assured, I will serve you diligently!"


    Chu Xuan tossed him three pieces of a link stone.


    "Crush a piece when you have important intelligence, and I will find you."


    Yan Peng was full of questions. How would they exchange intelligence? Where would they meet? These details were not specified, but he dared not ask, fearing to irritate his new master.


    Chu Xuan waved him off, "Go now, do your work well, and you''ll reap the benefits in the future."


    Yan Peng''s eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly, "Yes!"


    He hurriedly got up and scurried away, clearly motivated.


    Chu Xuan, as usual, took several detours to ensure no one was following him before heading north back to his previous cave dwelling.


    Outside Golden Lake Market, within a small fishing village, four demonic cultivators of the Golden Lake Gang convened.


    Naturally, their leader was the lean middle-aged cultivator, Yan Peng. The other three were a stubble-faced man, a glamorous female cultivator, and an old bald man.


    The stubble-faced man spoke in a deep voice, "Boss, why did you suddenly summon us? Is something urgent?"


    Yan Peng cleared his throat and solemnly declared, "Brothers, we''re about to prosper! Today, I encountered a senior demonic cultivator! He took us under his wing and wants us to work for him!


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    He even promised me that once the task is done, advancing to the late Qi Condensation stage won''t be a problem for all of us. If our aptitudes are good enough, we might even glimpse the path to Foundation Establishment!"


    After hearing this, the stubble-faced man, glamorous female, and old bald man widened their eyes in astonishment.


    As Qi Refining cultivators with average aptitude and no background, they had chosen the path of demonic cultivation. Now, a senior demonic cultivator was willing to mentor them. This was a tremendous opportunity!


    However, amidst their joy, the three immediately grew wary.


    The glamorous female cultivator spoke seriously, "Boss, could this be a deception? Maybe he''s using us as fodder."


    "Yeah, demonic cultivators are ruthless! I would know, being one myself," the stubble-faced man muttered disdainfully.


    The old bald man nodded in agreement.


    Yan Peng smiled faintly, "Don''t worry. The senior cultivator doesn''t intend for us to charge into battle. He just wants us to gather intelligence. Our current focus is on the Situ Family!"


    The three cultivators'' eyes lit up. Gathering intelligence was something they excelled at!


    "How about it, are you in?" Yan Peng smiled.


    "We''re in!" The three replied simultaneously.


    Yan Peng laughed heartily, "Good! This determination is what we need. Once this is done, we''ll live comfortably without any worries!"


    "Yes!"


    ...


    "I obtained information about the Situ Family through Yan Peng. If the Situ Family is destroyed, it may attract some attention from the Heaven Burning Sect.


    There''s a chance someone could trace it back to me through Yan Peng. As a precaution, after the task is completed, I should send them to the Temple of Five Organs. Bao should enjoy feasting on live humans. They should have the resolve to selflessly dedicate themselves. If not, I''ll help them find it."


    Chu Xuan stroked his chin, already planning the rewards for Yan Peng and his group. He hoped they wouldn''t be moved to tears by it.


    Well, that would be rather embarrassing.


    Chu Xuan returned to the array to continue his cultivation.


    ...


    In the blink of an eye, Chu Xuan had been cultivating on Blue Star for ten months.


    With his diligent efforts, all his auxiliary cultivation techniques had made significant progress:


    - Turtle Breath Technique: Reached the second level.


    - Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree: Reached the second level.


    - Boiling Blood True Technique: First level.


    - Soul Refining Technique: Third level.


    However, his main cultivation technique, the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, progressed slowly. It was still at the eighth level.


    Chu Xuan also found a place to stimulate the Corpse Tide with ultrasonic waves to replenish the Blood Refining Corpse Fire.


    This peaceful life didn''t last long.


    Chu Xuan''s heart stirred as he took out the link stone and noticed a new crack on it.


    "It seems we''ve obtained important intelligence about the Situ Family."


    ...


    Golden Lake Market.


    Yan Peng, clad in a light blue daoist robe, swaggered along the middle of the road behind the Situ family cultivators. Accompanying him in similar attire were four others. The cultivators on either side sneered at their arrogant demeanor.


    The Situ family cultivators were notably fewer in number. To manage the various districts and industries, Situ family cultivators were constantly reassigned, and manpower was becoming scarce. Therefore, they had to recruit local cultivators for their use.


    Upon learning of this, Yan Peng promptly applied under a false identity. Given his formidable strength, he swiftly passed the scrutiny and became an enforcement cultivator in Golden Lake Market.


    Leading the enforcement team was Situ Cui, an elderly woman in the late stage of Qi Refinement from the Situ family.


    Through discreet investigations, Yan Peng discovered that she was fond of alcohol and harbored dissatisfaction towards the main branch of the Situ family, being from a collateral branch herself.


    Using alcohol as a pretext, he approached the elder cultivator and won her favor.


    Taking advantage of her drunken state, he continuously gleaned various information about the Situ family from her.


    During this period, he truly uncovered many secrets of the Situ family!


    Thus, he promptly crushed a piece of the link stone.


    However... where was that senior demonic cultivator? Why hadn''t they arrived yet?


    Just as Yan Peng was pondering this, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his internal organs and collapsed on the spot.


    Situ Cui, the captain of the enforcement team with her snowy white hair, was alarmed and quickly helped Yan Peng up.


    "Little Pengpeng, what''s wrong?" Situ Cui asked with concern.


    Yan Peng waved his hand, "Miss Cui, I''m fine. It should be due to excessive cultivation. I just need to rest for a while."


    Situ Cui breathed a sigh of relief, casually instructed two people, and imperiously said, "You two, help Little Pengpeng back to rest and then return to the team."


    "Yes."

 Chapter 123: Chu Xuans Taboo

    Moments later, Yan Peng lay in the enforcement team''s dwelling.


    Situ Cui, utilizing her privileges, had assigned him to a room saturated with dense Spiritual Qi.


    The two enforcement team members departed together.


    Shortly thereafter, a voice resonated beside the bed.


    "You are quite astute to have recognized my presence."


    Yan Peng opened his eyes and immediately saw a nondescript black-robed cultivator standing by the bed¡ªthe very senior demonic cultivator!


    He quickly got out of bed, knelt on one knee, and spoke softly, "Yan Peng, at your service, Master! The Master had the Five Organs Gu bite me lightly, so I knew it was you."


    He paused, then continued with flattery, "As for my cleverness, it is merely trivial compared to your profound wisdom!"


    Chu Xuan waved his hand dismissively, "Tell me, what have you found out?"


    Yan Peng relayed the intelligence he had pried from Situ Cui and the additional information the other three from Golden Lake Gang had gathered through different channels.


    Chu Xuan''s expression turned peculiar, "That Situ Cui, she must be around seventy years old?"


    Yan Peng blushed slightly, "Actually... I have a taste for such."


    Chu Xuan nodded, showing respect and blessings.


    He casually tossed a large blood pearl over, "Well done. After the task is completed, wait for me in the small grove where we first met. I will grant you more."


    Yan Peng, holding the larger, purer, and more polished blood pearl, was filled with awe.


    So large!


    So pure!


    Is this the great demon?


    Indeed, he had chosen the right person to follow!


    Thinking of the sumptuous life ahead, and reaching the pinnacle of his existence, Yan Peng''s whole body trembled uncontrollably!


    When he regained his senses, the senior demonic cultivator had already vanished without a trace.


    ...


    Elsewhere.


    Chu Xuan was already heading south aboard the Green Shadow Shuttle.


    From Yan Peng, he had gathered extensive intelligence on the Situ family.


    The Situ family indeed possessed a superior body cultivation technique!


    The realm of body cultivation differed from that of Qi cultivation.


    There were no distinctions like Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, or Golden Core.


    Instead, it was Body Cultivation First Layer, Second Layer, Third Layer... endless!


    If one must make a comparison, the first ten layers of Body Cultivation were akin to the Qi Refining stage, and the eleventh to twentieth layers comparable to the Foundation Establishment stage.


    Subsequent realms followed this pattern.


    The levels of body cultivation techniques were classified into four categories: low, medium, high, and top.


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    The Situ family''s superior body cultivation technique, known as the "Giant Elephant Refining Technique," was said to be a fragment of an ancient method.


    But that was merely hearsay, without factual evidence.


    Nowadays, with the decline of body cultivation and the prominence of Qi cultivation, the "Giant Elephant Refining Technique" was seldom practiced and gradually forgotten.


    As for the Condensation Core techniques, the Situ family did possess one, but it was only a mid-grade technique.


    Of course, a mid-grade Condensation Core technique delivered to one''s doorstep should not be refused.


    Chu Xuan always treated every selflessly devoted individual equitably.


    ...


    Plain City.


    Disciples from the Extreme Yin Cave migrated and established this city among mortals, which has now become one of the largest cities within thousands of miles.


    A rather ordinary young man walked along the main street of Plain City.


    Before long, he arrived at a luxurious and imposing mansion.


    The plaque above the mansion''s entrance was emblazoned with one gilded word: Situ!


    "So this is the Situ family. Quite magnificent," the young man marveled.


    He was Chu Xuan.


    According to the intelligence obtained by Yan Peng, the Situ family''s main headquarters were located here in Plain City.


    Initially, Chu Xuan was somewhat skeptical.


    He had thought this place was merely a branch.


    However, after walking around Plain City and hearing discussions about the Situ family, he learned that the Situ family had indeed relocated their entire clan to Wu Province Plain City in the Yue Kingdom.


    It turned out that the Situ family had been marginalized by other Foundation Establishment families in Yue Kingdom.


    Upon learning that the Heaven Burning Sect had effortlessly conquered Wu Province from Yu Province and half of Jin Province, the Situ family made a ruthless decision to relocate their entire clan.


    There were few large cities in Wu Province, and most of the current cities were established by the Heavenly Seal Sect after their conquest of Wu Province.


    Among these cities, Plain City stood out in terms of both size and population.


    Therefore, the Situ family selected this place as their headquarters.


    In other words, the accumulated heritage of a Foundation Establishment family spanning hundreds of years was now concentrated here.


    At the main entrance of the Situ family, there was not only a large gate but also two smaller side gates.


    However, before Chu Xuan could step forward to enter through the main gate, the side gate immediately swung open.


    A stretcher covered with white cloth was hurriedly carried out and rushed towards the city outskirts.


    Chu Xuan clicked his tongue in wonder.


    He had already heard about this incident from the people in the city.


    It was said that the third Miss Situ of the Situ family was beautiful and voluptuous but arrogant and tyrannical.


    She particularly enjoyed forcefully taking handsome young men as her concubines.


    However, once she discovered that their physical attributes did not match her expectations after a few uses, she would immediately castrate them.


    If the castration caused the young man to scream in agony, she would personally kill him.


    As a result, every few days, corpses could be seen being carried out of the Situ family and dumped into a mass grave outside the city.


    At first, Chu Xuan didn''t quite believe it.


    After all, hearing was not the same as seeing.


    But now, he believed it.


    Chu Xuan strode swiftly towards the main gate of the Situ family.


    The two servants frowned, stepped forward, and attempted to stop Chu Xuan.


    Frowning, Chu Xuan pointed at the two of them, "You two dared to step forth with your left foot first, violating my taboo¡ªprepare to die!"


    With that, the Yin Evil Ghost Claw suddenly struck out, crushing the heads of the two servants.


    Bang!


    The Yin Evil Demon Claw smashed down ferociously, instantly sending the main gate flying and embedding it forcefully into the screen wall.


    This sudden, enormous commotion caused all the servants and maids within the Situ family''s courtyard to stare in shock.


    "What''s going on? You''ve disturbed me at a crucial moment!" exclaimed a bewitching young girl, clad in scant attire. She stormed out, her long, muscular legs propelling her forward, a blood-dripping sword in her hand.


    Without a doubt, this was Miss Situ, the third daughter of the family.


    Chu Xuan pointed at Miss Situ, his brow furrowed, "Why did you step out with your right foot first? You too have violated my taboo¡ªyou must die!"


    Bang!


    The Yin Evil Demon Claw struck again.


    Miss Situ''s beautiful head was crushed in an instant.


    Her headless body thudded to the ground.


    The servants and maids turned pale.


    This was the family head''s most doted upon daughter!


    Dead, just like that?!


    "Ahh!" screamed a maid, sprinting away.


    The other servants and maids also snapped out of their shock and turned to flee.


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "Loud screaming violates my taboo¡ªyou must die!"


    He deployed the Blood Beehive.


    A swarm of warrior bees burst forth.


    Wherever they passed, limbs and bodies were torn asunder.


    Boom!


    A flying sword blasted through the screen wall, hurtling straight toward Chu Xuan.


    Unfazed, Chu Xuan let his Mystical Iron Shield materialize, easily blocking the strike.


    "Who are you! Without any grievance, why do you slay my daughter unprovoked?" shouted a refined and handsome middle-aged man, his anger blazing as he pointed at Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan deeply frowned, "Pointing at my nose also violates my taboo¡ªyou must die!"


    The Yin Evil Demon Claw struck again.


    In an instant, it crushed the head of the Situ family patriarch as well.

 Chapter 124: Extermination of An Entire Family

    At this moment, a deep and vigorous voice accompanied by footsteps echoed from the main hall.


    "Friend... Who exactly are you? Are you an assassin hired by another clan? Or a demonic cultivator seeking wealth and treasures?


    If you are an assassin taking a commission, I, Situ Xiong, am willing to offer double the reward! If it''s spirit stones or treasures you seek, I will offer them without hesitation!


    I simply ask that you leave immediately. Everything that happened today can be treated as if it never occurred! I pledge a vow of no revenge!"


    Following the voice, Chu Xuan saw an imposing white-haired old man walking slowly towards him.


    This person was the ancestor of the Situ family, a mid-Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, Situ Xiong.


    Situ Xiong could immediately tell that this person was extremely powerful.


    The phrase "you must die for violating my taboo" was merely rhetoric.


    Without any hesitation, Situ Xiong intended to reconcile with this formidable opponent.


    In the world of cultivating families, as long as there was a Foundation Establishment stage elder like him, the family could flourish again in another twenty or thirty years.


    The deaths of a few young Situ family members below him were inconsequential.


    Chu Xuan was somewhat surprised by Situ Xiong''s words.


    He had killed so many members of the Situ family, yet the other party didn''t even bat an eye.


    Instead, he was offering him spirit stones, treasures, and double the reward, saying that today''s events could be forgotten.


    This wouldn''t do.


    If things remained this calm, how could he continue to kill?


    Seeing Situ Xiong''s expression, Chu Xuan tilted his head, pondered seriously, and then said, "Surrendering without fighting is also violating my taboo; you must die!"


    Situ Xiong''s expression instantly turned dark.


    "Are you determined to fight to the death? I truly don''t understand why you insist on fighting!"


    As soon as he finished speaking, Situ Xiong stomped fiercely on the ground, his body suddenly shooting forward like a cannonball.


    In mid-air, Spiritual Qi condensed into a fiery red giant sword full of high temperature and explosive aura, slashing down aggressively!


    Immediately after, he infused Spiritual Qi and simultaneously threw out three magic talismans.


    The three talismans instantly burned up, transforming into the souls of three demonic beasts: the Tiger Soul, Wolf Soul, and Boar Soul, all attacking Chu Xuan together.


    Chu Xuan reached out and the Yin Evil Demon Claw suddenly appeared.


    In an instant, it caught the fiery red giant sword that the opponent had fiercely swung.


    There was a crisp sound.


    The fiery red giant sword was instantly crushed!


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    It exploded into countless sparks of flames, dispersing in the air.


    At the same moment, the souls of the three demonic beasts also rushed towards him.


    Chu Xuan''s waist bore an ancient bell that suddenly trembled with vibrations. Out of nowhere, a vast bell enveloped him, and behind his head, three layers of golden wheels of merit rose, slowly turning, framing him as if he were a living Buddha among mortals.


    The souls of three demonic beasts crashed against the surface of the bell of merit, then, under the infinite power of merit, they screamed pitifully as they turned to ash.


    Situ Xiong''s face suddenly changed color. The formidable figure before him was clearly a brigand, a thief who plundered and murdered. Why then did he possess three layers of the merit wheels in his mind?


    He had heard that even the abbot Yuanhong of the Golden Dragon Temple had only two! Could it be that this marauder was actually a Buddhist monk blessed with immeasurable merit? Impossible!


    In the instant Situ Xiong was struck with shock, Chu Xuan advanced, closing the distance between them.


    With a precise strike of his Demon Claw, he scooped out Situ Xiong''s spiritual core and seized his storage bag.


    A simple palm strike then thunderously imprinted on his chest, unleashing an orange-yellow fire that exploded violently.


    Boom!


    In just a moment, the flames completely engulfed Situ Xiong. He managed only a final scream before his flesh and bones were utterly consumed by the Corpse Refining Blood Fire.


    Using a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator as fuel, the intensity of the Corpse Refining Blood Fire increased slightly.


    "Over to you," Chu Xuan instructed the Queen Bee, then strode purposefully towards the main hall of the Situ family.


    Such a cultivator''s household would surely possess secret doors, tunnels, and chambers to hide their family treasures.


    However, after searching up, down, and all around¡ªnearly digging three feet into the ground¡ªChu Xuan found no such chamber.


    He then slapped his forehead in realization. "That Situ Xiong, a man clearly of the most selfish sort, must have carried the family treasures on his person!"


    Immediately, Chu Xuan examined Situ Xiong''s storage bag.


    Indeed! Small spiritual stones, medium spiritual stones, magical tools, pills, talismans, formations, cultivation techniques, secret methods, and classic texts¡ªtreasures piled up like a small mountain, dazzling his eyes.


    "Excellent! Everything''s here, I''ll look through them at home," Chu Xuan chuckled with satisfaction.


    Seeing that there was no one left alive in the Situ household, and nothing of use remained, he changed his appearance and left through the back door, quickly disappearing without a trace.


    Chu Xuan''s entrance into the Situ household had already attracted the attention of many in the city.


    However, the screams and sounds of spell deterred the common folk from venturing inside. Only some scattered cultivators watched from a distance, eyes shifting, tempted to act.


    After Chu Xuan had fled thousands of miles away, some finally mustered the courage to enter the Situ house. What they found was a scene of utter disarray, no trace of life, not even a drop of blood¡ª as if someone had meticulously licked every inch of the ground clean. Clearly, a powerful figure had bloodily purged the Situ household.


    Situ Xiong, the ancestral figure of the Situ family and a formidable mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, had scarcely caused a ripple.


    The scattered cultivators could not help but feel grateful towards the powerful figure. Had it not been for this strong figure''s intervention to annihilate the Situ family, they would never have had the opportunity to step foot inside.


    Someone took the lead, and the scattered cultivators surged into the Situ residence. Each had suffered under the Situ family''s tyranny at one time or another and now sought to claim their share of the spoils.


    However, they miscalculated. Even after rummaging through the Situ household and digging three feet into the ground, they found not a single so-called treasure.


    Not even a small spiritual stone could be found! The cultivators'' faces twisted with indignation. It seemed the senior had bullied them excessively! How could he feast on the meat and not leave even a drop of soup for them?


    ...


    A day later.


    In the secluded woods outside Golden Lake Market, Yan Peng and his three subordinates waited with excitement and anticipation. They had already received news of the Situ family''s downfall.


    They knew, without a doubt, it was the work of that demonic cultivator senior! A Foundation Establishment family, once even a Golden Core family, had been obliterated in the blink of an eye!


    Yan Peng''s face was split with a grin. His three companions could hardly keep their mouths shut from smiling. The four of them chatted about everything under the sun, their conversation filled with aspirations for the future.


    Suddenly, a cold wind blew through. The four blinked and found that the previously empty ground now bore a dark-clothed figure. Yan Peng and his group, thrilled, quickly gathered together. They bowed respectfully towards Chu Xuan, "Mas¡ª"


    Snap! The Yin Evil Claw struck. The heads of all four were crushed simultaneously. Their storage bags were collected, and their corpses nonchalantly placed into the Tower.


    "Time to go home, it''s blind box time again," Chu Xuan remarked, turning to leave.

 Chapter 125: No demonic cultivator could possibly possess merit

    Haotai Hotel rooftop.


    Chu Xuan rubbed his hands together eagerly, flipping open the book in front of him, "Giant Elephant Body Refining Technique."


    The first page of "Giant Elephant Body Refining Technique" was filled with praises for the Golden Core ancestor Situ Jie, highlighting his life''s achievements.


    Between the lines, Chu Xuan could discern the trajectory of Situ Jie''s life. Born with only a medium-grade water spirit root and no family backing, Situ Jie rose from a mere Qi refining cultivator. For survival, he chose to simultaneously refine Qi and body, supplementing with gu worms and corpse puppets.


    It was unclear where he obtained the body refining resources, but his body refining realm advanced rapidly. With formidable body refining strength, he sought the rare treasures needed for Qi refining.


    Thus, his Qi refining realm also progressed in tandem, creating a cycle of advancement that eventually established him as a powerhouse of the Golden Core stage.


    Situ Jie fell during an external campaign by the Heaven Burning Sect, but his body was never recovered. Many descendants of the Situ family believed that their ancestor had not perished but had escaped the battlefield to heal elsewhere. They anticipated that one day Situ Jie would return like lightning, restoring the supreme glory of the Golden Core family.


    Chu Xuan paid little attention to Situ Jie and continued flipping through the pages. After a brief scan, he revealed a look of astonishment.


    "Truly worthy of a high-grade body refinement technique, to achieve such miraculous effects!"


    The "Giant Elephant Body Refining Technique" viewed the human body as an aggregation of 360 million micro-particles. Its ultimate goal was to fully develop each micro-particle into a giant elephant micro-particle.


    Each micro-particle contained the strength of a giant elephant. With this technique mastered, every movement and gesture would harness the power of 360 million giant elephants!


    The physical body would rival that of a medium-grade magic treasure, impervious to ordinary poisons.


    To practice this technique, one must constantly visualize the roaring image of giant elephants. Awakening the strength of one micro-particle marked entry into the first level of body refinement. Ten micro-particles opened the second level, and a hundred micro-particles opened the third level, and so forth.


    However, not even the Golden Core powerhouse Situ Jie managed to fully develop all 360 million micro-particles throughout his entire body.


    As one progressed further, the daily requirement for life essence intake became increasingly terrifying. Even for a Golden Core cultivator like Situ Jie, supplying the daily consumption of "Giant Elephant Body Refining Technique" was uncertain.


    Thus, his body refinement realm eventually reached a standstill.


    "A headache for Golden Core powerhouses, but not a concern for me," Chu Xuan chuckled.


    Flesh rich in life essence? That''s the one thing I have in abundance!


    Chu Xuan immediately sat cross-legged, fixing his gaze on the first page of the tome, depicting a roaring giant elephant, and began his visualization.


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    Visualization, crudely put, is not unlike daydreaming. However, while daydreaming involves emptying the mind entirely, visualization requires clearing the mind of all but one focused image¡ªthe roaring giant elephant.


    Initially, it might be difficult to capture even a fraction of the essence of the giant elephant, but as one''s realm improves, so too does the integration with the giant elephant, until every movement embodies the essence of this majestic beast. Achieving this signifies an advancement into a profound realm.


    At the start, capturing just a fraction of the elephant''s essence is enough to be considered as having entered the doorway of this technique.


    "The title page states that a beginner needs at least six months of deep contemplation to successfully capture this essence, with daily intake of flesh not to be interrupted. Situ Jie, who had a natural aptitude for body refinement, managed to capture it within a month."


    Chu Xuan was curious about how long it would take him, given his own dedicated efforts.


    He focused intently on the image of the roaring giant elephant. In a blink, all distractions vanished, leaving only the ancient elephant, whose roar shook the heavens, before him. Beneath this titanic figure, he felt like a mere ant.


    Roar!


    The sound of the elephant''s roar seemed to shatter his soul. In an instant, Chu Xuan found himself back in his original position, as if nothing had happened. He frowned, took a few steps, and moved about.


    For some reason, he noticed an added ferocity and terror in his movements, reminiscent of ancient beasts.


    Chu Xuan blinked in surprise, "Is it done? Just like that? This Giant Elephant Roar visualization isn''t that difficult¡­"


    "I must credit my remarkable aptitude in this area," he remarked, impressed with himself. It was definitely his unique advantage in body refinement, unrelated to any merits.


    Then, Chu Xuan began consuming blood-food. Casually, he stuffed soft chunks of meat into his mouth, swallowing them whole.


    As the cube released primal Psionic energy, the meat was restored in the blink of an eye. With such rapid supplementation, it only took three days for Chu Xuan to achieve the first level of body refinement.


    He could feel his physical body becoming somewhat stronger, though the change wasn''t pronounced. It seemed that several more levels would need to be attained to see a significant transformation.


    "Continue cultivating! With two or three more years, I should reach the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. If no better core condensation method appears, I might as well focus on body refinement. Cultivate while searching."


    Since there was a chance to pursue a superior core condensation method, he certainly wouldn''t miss it.


    Chu Xuan calmed his mind and continued his cultivation.


    The downfall of the Situ Clan sent ripples of unease through the other cultivation families in Yue Kingdom, who were preparing to migrate north.


    Even though the Situ Clan had weakened with only one Foundation Establishment patriarch remaining, it had once been a Golden Core family.


    As the saying goes, a camel starved to death is still larger than a horse. How could such a lineage be wiped out?


    Yet, undeniable was the truth they had to believe. The news reached the Heaven Burning Sect, prompting them to dispatch a team led by two Foundation Establishment cultivators to investigate.


    It was their own cultivation family that had inexplicably vanished, and some form of response was necessary. Despite their efforts, only scattered clues emerged from the investigation.


    In the ruins of the Situ Clan estate in Pingyuan City, the two Heaven Burning Sect cultivators, a robust man named Luo Feiyong and a charming young woman named Shang Yue, sat contemplating the findings.


    Furrowing his brow, Luo Feiyong said, "One rogue cultivator claimed the assailant justified killing the gatekeepers for stepping out with their left foot first, and slaughtered the maid in the courtyard for screaming too loudly. Acting without restraint, it must be a demonic cultivator."


    Shang Yue whispered, "Another rogue cultivator reported seeing golden light soaring within the mansion, accompanied by faint Buddhist chants and layers of Buddha''s radiance..."


    Luo Feiyong looked astonished. "Buddha''s radiance? That conflicts with demonic cultivation."


    Shang Yue nodded in agreement, "Indeed. Whoever destroyed the Situ Clan couldn''t possibly possess any merit."


    Luo Feiyong''s voice deepened, "In that case... it must have been the work of the Golden Dragon Temple. Within the borders of Yu Kingdom, they are the only Buddhist sect."


    Shang Yue stood up promptly, "Then we must report this immediately. Further investigation will likely yield no additional results. We can state that it was the monks of the Golden Dragon Temple who slaughtered the Situ Clan. This blame should be placed squarely on their shoulders."


    Luo Feiyong nodded, "I share your sentiment."


    With a tacit understanding, the two swiftly departed, reporting the incident to the Heaven Burning Sect.

 Chapter 126: Extravagant Auction

    Time flew like a shuttle.


    Chu Xuan sat in meditation within the Soul Gathering and Evil Cultivation Formation for two and a half years before barely stepping into the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.


    The process took longer than he had anticipated. As for his physical cultivation, it had reached the eleventh level, which was equivalent to the strength of a cultivator at the first level of Foundation Establishment.


    Although it seemed slow at a glance, the progress was actually astoundingly fast. Without the original energy cubes providing an endless intake of flesh, such rapid advancement to the eleventh level of body refinement in just two and a half years would have been impossible.


    "Hmm? New intelligence?" Chu Xuan thought. "Now that I''ve reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, it''s time to return and see what changes have taken place in Wu Province."


    Upon noticing cracks in the motherstone, Chu Xuan used the blood mirror to traverse to Mystic Azure Realm.


    ...


    Wu Province, White Water City.


    This city was located three thousand li south of Plain City and was controlled by another cultivation family under the Heaven Burning Sect¡ªthe Huang Family.


    The Huang Family treated the cultivators from the Yu Kingdom slightly better than the Situ Family had, but they still regarded Yu Kingdom cultivators as inferior to those from the Yue Kingdom.


    Perhaps learning from the fall of the Situ Family, the Huangs also intended to relocate and seek development in Wu Province.


    However, they did not move en masse but instead established a branch in White Water City, relocating some side-branch cultivators. Their actions were very cautious, which somewhat displeased Chu Xuan.


    "How can they only move halfway? How am I supposed to pay them a visit like this?"


    Disguised as an elderly man with white hair, Chu Xuan entered White Water City.


    Soon after, he met with his informant in a house¡ªHuang An, a mid-stage Qi Refining elder from a side branch of the Huang Family.


    Chu Xuan obtained all his information about the Huangs from this elder.


    Originally, Chu Xuan planned to use Yan Peng as a future source of intelligence.


    However, after obtaining information about the Situ Family through Yan Peng and then annihilating them, he worried that someone might trace his whereabouts through Yan Peng. To eliminate future threats, he decided to dispose of Yan Peng.


    As for Huang An, his story was somewhat peculiar. In his youth, Huang An had a serendipitous encounter and acquired a secret technique for sensing qi. Although he couldn''t directly see cultivation levels, he could detect the merits and demerits on a person.


    Chu Xuan had been walking through White Water City recently, gathering intelligence on the Huang Family in hopes of discovering a superior core condensation method.


    Coincidentally, Huang An detected the dense aura of merit surrounding Chu Xuan and concluded that Chu Xuan must be a formidable figure.


    Without a second thought, Huang An pledged allegiance to Chu Xuan, willing to serve him loyally in hopes that Chu Xuan would obliterate the Huang Family.


    He sought revenge for his gifted grandson who, despite his talent, had been ostracized by the main branch of the Huang Family and died in resentment.


    Chu Xuan was somewhat wary of such a readily offered subordinate.


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    However, after Huang An willingly ingested a Five Organs Gu and remained steadfast in his loyalty, Chu Xuan began to regard him with a measure of respect.


    "Old servant has seen the master," Huang An said respectfully.


    Chu Xuan waved a hand dismissively, "Speak, what intelligence have you gathered?"


    Huang An reported the information in detail.


    After a moment, Chu Xuan nodded in understanding, his expression unreadable, yet his heart tinged with sorrow.


    The intelligence brought by Huang An pertained to the underground relics in the Misty Mountains.


    A month ago in Mystic Azure time, the dark mists that had long enveloped the underground relics finally dissipated.


    Only three Golden Core cultivators emerged alive, all from the Divine Star Sect. This likely meant that Wan Wuying had perished.


    As for those like Xu Ming, whose powers did not compare to those of Golden Core cultivators, there was no need to say more.


    However, Han Liuyun, who was known for his caution, might have survived.


    After a brief moment of sorrow, Chu Xuan pondered an important question. What about the Golden Core techniques?


    How would he continue his cultivation?


    "Oh, master, could you not survive a bit longer? Give me the Golden Core techniques before you die," he muttered internally.


    Chu Xuan casually asked, "What about the whereabouts of the top-tier core condensation methods? None?"


    Huang An shook his head, "Apologies, master. Top-tier core condensation methods are exceedingly rare. Despite my best efforts, I could not locate any. However, I did find two high-grade core condensation methods that meet your requirements."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, "Not bad."


    Perhaps he had underestimated the rarity of the top-tier methods. He had only just reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment and was still far from completely saturating his Spiritual Qi.


    He would continue to search, but if no other way presented itself, he would have to settle for a high-grade core condensation method.


    Huang An hesitated, seeming to have more to say.


    Chu Xuan casually asked, "What else do you wish to say?"


    Huang An spoke respectfully, "Old servant has heard another piece of news, though I cannot be certain it contains what you seek."


    Chu Xuan gestured for him to continue.


    Huang An explained earnestly, "A late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from the main branch of the Huang family, named Huang Wuyang, who serves the Heaven Burning Sect, recently returned from a battle against the Heavenly Seal Sect, bringing back many treasures. He arrived in White Water City a few days ago.


    Huang Wuyang plans to hold a small auction here, selling these treasures, with at least ten Foundation Establishment stage cultivators expected to attend. I speculate that among these items, there might be something you need."


    Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up. This could be it. The treasures seized from the Heavenly Seal Sect by a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator like Huang Wuyang might very well include the core condensation method he sought. It was worth investigating.


    Chu Xuan asked, "Do you have the intelligence on Huang Wuyang and the attendees?"


    Huang An respectfully replied, "Old servant has gathered it for you."


    With that, he handed over a small note to Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan nodded in satisfaction, "Good." He paused for a moment, then continued, "I''ve been mindful of your situation."


    Huang An solemnly responded, "Master, your strength is formidable, and annihilating the Huang Family is just a casual act for you. This old servant can wait. Right now, I still need to use the Huang Family to gather intelligence for you. There''s no rush to bring down the Huang Family too soon. If there''s ever a need for me in the future, the old servant will always be at your service."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, "Very well."


    He had already obtained a lot of information from Huang An. The loyalty of this old cultivator was beyond doubt. If useful now, he could certainly be used again in the future.


    In the blink of an eye, Chu Xuan disappeared without a trace. Huang An, seeming unperturbed, continued his daily work.


    When encountering members of the main branch of the Huang Family, he would even humbly lower his head and smile.


    No one knew that beneath the facade of this kindly-looking old man lay a seething rage capable of reducing the entire Huang Family to ashes, and it was only growing stronger.


    ...


    A day later, at night.


    Jade Tower, White Water City


    This tower was a famous place in White Water City, known for its extravagant auctions.


    The small-scale auction hosted by Huang Wuyang was held underground at Jade Tower. It was an intimate affair, attended almost exclusively by acquaintances. It was difficult for outsiders to obtain invitations.


    Naturally, Chu Xuan couldn''t secure an invitation. His solution was rather direct and brutal. According to the information provided by Huang An, he ambushed and killed another Foundation Establishment stage clan head from the Lv Family on the way, took his face to make a human skin mask, and effortlessly infiltrated the small-scale auction.


    The clan head from the Lv Family was at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, known for his aloof and taciturn nature, and had some grievances with other Foundation Establishment cultivators. Chu Xuan simply sat down boldly, imperceptibly observing the other attendees.


    Who to kill first, who to kill later. Who to curse, who to poison. All these calculations were running through his mind.

 Chapter 127: Auction Begins

    In the dimly lit room filled with the muted sounds of Foundation Establishment cultivators mingling, the conversation nearby turned into a fervent discussion about recent tumultuous events, notably the demise of the Situ family.


    "Have you heard about the Situ family''s ordeal, Master Liu?"


    "Yes, I''ve heard. The entire Situ family was wiped out by a brutal assailant¡ªthousands perished without a single survivor."


    "It''s been revealed by the upper sects that it was the work of a demonic monk from the Golden Dragon Temple in Yu Kingdom! They say someone witnessed bursts of Buddha''s light emanating from the Situ estate!"


    "What? Those bald monks did it? Ha, I knew it! They preach about laying down the butcher''s knife to become Buddhas on the spot, but behind the scenes, they commit such acts!"


    "Heh, no worries, Golden Dragon Temple won''t last much longer! The upper sect initially planned to move against the Mystical Sound Palace and Imperial Spirit Mountain, but they''ve changed their plans last minute to strike Golden Dragon Temple first!"


    "Ha! Whether true or not, Golden Dragon Temple can''t refute it!"


    The cultivators around Chu Xuan were eagerly exchanging whispers about the big events.


    Chu Xuan could only suppress a chuckle hearing how the blame had been conveniently shifted onto Golden Dragon Temple.


    ''Well, that suits me fine. Golden Dragon Temple is no saint anyway. The things Huikong did... I know all about them.''


    "Hey, do you think that demonic monk might target another cultivating family?"


    "That demonic monk acts without any limits; ruthless in pursuit of wealth. It wouldn''t be surprising if he came after our families too."


    "We were forced to migrate north by the upper sect... Hopefully, that monk doesn''t find us. If even a late-stage cultivator like Situ Xiong fell to him, I stand no chance."


    "Why worry! If our families unite, forming a defensive triangle, what''s there to fear from one monk?"


    "Exactly! If that monk dares to strike, he won''t return alive!"


    The family heads, righteous indignation swelling within them, seemed as if they had already dealt with the demonic monk. Their conversation was interrupted by a series of coughs as a handsome and imposing figure strode confidently into the room.


    All eyes turned towards the newcomer as they quickly stood up.


    "Senior brother Huang!"


    "Fellow Daoist Huang!"


    Most of these Foundation Establishment cultivators were those who felt they had reached their potential and left the Heaven Burning Sect to establish their own cultivating families.


    Unlike them, Huang Wuyang still served within the Heaven Burning Sect and at just over forty years old, he was brimming with potential. If fortune favored him, he might even advance to the Golden Core stage, elevating the Huang family from a mere Foundation Establishment to a Golden Core lineage!


    Of course, a family that occasionally produces a Golden Core cultivator isn''t considered particularly strong compared to those where each generation has Golden Core cultivators.


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    However, enduring Golden Core families in the Yue Kingdom are few, and among these Foundation Establishment families, the Huang family''s potential to ascend was enough to overshadow them for at least three hundred years.


    This was enough reason for them to curry favor with Huang Wuyang.


    Huang Wuyang chuckled lightly, bowing to the crowd. "A pleasure, a pleasure. Huang has the honor of meeting you all."


    His gaze swept across the assembly, briefly crossing paths with the silent Chu Xuan, prompting him to smile imperceptibly.


    Lv Xiu. The head of the Lv Clan, once his senior brother. Adorned with myriad glories. An injury sustained on an expedition damaged his foundation, compelling him to leave the sect with melancholy and establish a sect of his own in cultivation.


    As a result, Lv Xiu underwent a profound transformation, becoming the reclusive figure he was known as today.


    However, Huang Wuyang was a man of dignity; he never sought to humiliate Lv Xiu, as that would demean himself. Merely a glance at Lv Xiu was sufficient to evoke a strong sense of superiority within him.


    Chu Xuan naturally noticed Huang Wuyang''s gaze. Huang An approached his tasks with utmost seriousness, presenting intelligence reports in meticulous detail, including Huang Wuyang''s interpersonal relationships within the Heaven Burning Sect.


    He naturally understood the enmity between Huang Wuyang and Lv Xiu. His amusement was subtle. Beneath this facade, the Lv senior brother known to Huang Wuyang was nowhere to be found.


    The Lord of the Liu Family, with silver-white temples, chuckled lightly. "Junior Brother Huang has also arrived. Shall we commence this small-scale auction?"


    Huang Wuyang laughed heartily. "Not yet. I have invited a fellow Daoist to join us. She intends to auction various treasures she holds."


    With these words, the cultivators present were quite astonished.


    Someone else is coming? Do we know her?


    Seeing the perplexity in the eyes of the crowd, Huang Wuyang smiled faintly. "She is not an acquaintance of yours, but she is of mine. However, I''m sure none of you would mind..."


    Before he could finish his sentence, there came a knock at the door.


    Huang Wuyang smiled faintly. "She has arrived."


    He walked over and personally opened the door.


    "Junior sister Cao, you''ve finally arrived!" he exclaimed with a hearty laugh.


    Following his gaze, everyone saw a graceful and slender woman.


    Cao...


    The crowd was momentarily stunned, then recalled the renowned prodigy of the Heaven Burning Sect.


    "Cao Zijin!"


    "It''s actually Cao Zijin?!"


    "Isn''t she the highly regarded closed-door disciple of the sect master?!"


    Foundation Establishment cultivators were astounded.


    Huang Wuyang had actually invited Cao Zijin to join them.


    What an immense honor it must be!


    Though Huang Wuyang was also a genius among geniuses, his aptitude clearly paled in comparison to Cao Zijin''s.


    Huang Wuyang achieved Foundation Establishment at the age of forty, whereas Cao Zijin, at thirty, had already reached the seventh level of Foundation Establishment!


    Even the Nascent Soul ancestor of the Heaven Burning Sect had praised her highly, predicting that Cao Zijin would soon step onto the path of Golden Core. Perhaps she might even glimpse the way to Nascent Soul in the future!


    The cultivators immediately voiced their excitement, eager to make an impression in front of this future Golden Core cultivator.


    Huang Wuyang observed the shocked expressions of the cultivators and felt a sense of satisfaction. This was the person he had invited!


    Facing the enthusiastic Foundation Establishment cultivators, Cao Zijin responded calmly. She scanned the room and finally took a seat at the front.


    As she was about to sit down, she noticed Chu Xuan. His face, somewhat familiar yet also unfamiliar, caught her off guard.


    She awkwardly smiled, "Senior brother Lv, you''re here too."


    In the past, Lv Xiu had been both her and Huang Wuyang''s senior brother. The sect leader had even intended for her to become Dao companions with Lv Xiu.


    Chu Xuan remained silent as if completely unaware of Cao Zijin sitting beside him.


    Seeing his lack of response, Cao Zijin''s smile stiffened slightly. There was a hint of coldness in her beautiful eyes as she turned her head away.


    To put it nicely, he was her senior brother from the past. Less kindly, he was merely a Foundation Establishment cultivator with damaged prospects and a dim future. Yet he dared to show her attitude.


    Little did she know, Chu Xuan''s mind was preoccupied with thoughts of prodigies and precious treasures. He was also contemplating how to deal with this Heaven Burning Sect prodigy as soon as possible. The strongest opponents had to be dealt with first to minimize unforeseen circumstances.


    Huang Wuyang clapped his hands satisfactorily and smiled, "Everyone, now that we''re all here, let''s officially begin this small-scale auction!"


    ...

 Chapter 128: Total Annihilation

    Soon, Huang Wuyang''s small-scale auction, which he presided over, officially began. Various magic tools and techniques were displayed one by one before the audience.


    Chu Xuan remained composed and silent throughout.


    As time passed second by second, Master Liu suddenly covered his forehead, frowning. "Feeling a bit dizzy..."


    He struggled to stand up, but his hands suddenly went limp, and with a loud crash, he fell to the ground. Hastily grabbing the arm of the nearby patriarch to help himself up, he found the figure withered and emaciated. With a light tug, it turned out to be just a piece of human skin!


    The flesh and organs inside had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a skeletal frame!


    The nearby patriarch was horrified and tried to stand up, only to find that his legs were completely unresponsive, preventing him from rising.


    This horrifying scene immediately shocked the Foundation Establishment cultivators.


    What''s happening?! Someone is attacking without honor!


    Huang Wuyang and Cao Zijin also sensed that something was amiss. They immediately activated their Spiritual Qi, intending to cast defensive spells.


    However, the flow of their Spiritual Qi became unexpectedly sluggish, as if their meridians were filled with mud, severely hindering their ability to mobilize it.


    "This..."


    Cao Zijin was astonished. With her innate superior root and Pure Metal Spiritual Body, she had been meticulously cultivated by the Heaven Burning Sect''s sect master since childhood and had never encountered such a situation before.


    With his vast combat experience, Huang Wuyang immediately suspected they were under attack. He roared in anger, activating a secret technique to force the activation of his defensive spells.


    In the blink of an eye, a large number of bees surged out from the darkness, rushing towards the Foundation Establishment cultivators who had fallen in disarray.


    Three burly, dark figures suddenly shot out and charged towards Huang Wuyang.


    Eerie demon claws surged forward, aiming for Cao Zijin''s head.


    Clang!


    Cao Zijin made no sudden movements, but a magic tool suddenly rose from her, revealing a mirror exuding a sharp golden aura, which blocked the attack in front of her.


    Chu Xuan, who had long planned the attack with his Yin Evil claw, was blocked by the mirror.


    However, Chu Xuan''s other prepared attack had already swooped toward the back of Cao Zijin''s head.


    It was the Evil Soul Chain!


    The black serpent-like Chain suddenly lunged down, entwining Cao Zijin''s delicate and fair neck in an instant.


    Within moments, Cao Zijin found it difficult to breathe. She struggled to tap her chest once, and a talisman emerged from it, shimmering with layers of fiery light, almost shaking off the Chain.


    Chu Xuan could see at a glance that the talisman was at least a high-grade Foundation Establishment talisman, the most precious defensive talisman.


    Clearly, it was the life-saving trump card given to this prodigy by the Heaven Burning Sect.


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    As the Chain loosened, Cao Zijin swiftly produced two magic talismans, which instantly transformed into a Serpent Soul and a Hound Soul. With one on each side, they fiercely attacked Chu Xuan.


    Cao Zijin, though a hothouse flower sheltered from battle, possessed innate combat intuition. From the direction where those gu worms, corpse puppets, and spells emerged, she immediately deduced that her former senior brother, Lv Xiu, was behind this assault.


    "Lv Xiu, why are you attacking me!" she shouted angrily, pointing at Chu Xuan''s nose. "Even if the sect owes you something, you shouldn''t strike at fellow sect members!"


    Chu Xuan sneered coldly, "You dare to point at me and violate my taboos¡ªdeath awaits!"


    Upon hearing this, the cultivators present immediately turned pale.


    "Violate my taboos...!" That phrase sounded a little familiar.


    Wait... Isn''t this what the demonic monk who slaughtered the Situ family said?!


    Chu Xuan casually tossed the Merit Bell, causing it to resonate instantly. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a colossal clock shimmering with Buddha light above his head, enveloping his entire body.


    Before the Serpent Soul and Hound Soul could reach him, they wailed and turned to ashes under the towering Buddha light.


    Huang Wuyang, Cao Zijin, and the others witnessed the three rotating Merit Wheels behind Chu Xuan''s head, shocked beyond measure.


    Huang Wuyang immediately shouted, "You are indeed the demonic monk who exterminated the Situ family!"


    "Huikong, haven''t eaten yet?" Chu Xuan sneered coldly.


    The Soul Huikong immediately appeared, emitting a piercing scream that assaulted their souls. It knew all too well that any underhanded tricks would result in a severe beating from its master!


    This piercing scream, sweeping through their minds, felt like a thousand-pound hammer.


    Cao Zijin''s soul was far inferior to Chu Xuan''s, leaving her mind temporarily blank and unable to continue thinking, let alone casting spells. Her speech function was temporarily lost as well.


    Chu Xuan waved his large hand.


    The Myriad Souls Banner suddenly vibrated, and within moments, tens of thousands of fierce ghosts surged out.


    During the battle at the Science City, the Myriad Souls Banner had absorbed a large number of souls, almost overflowing.


    Of course, Chu Xuan had no need for these weak souls; what he needed were powerful ghosts who had survived countless battles!


    Under his command, these souls fought within the Myriad Souls Banner.


    The deceased souls would become nourishment for those who survived the constant battles. As they underwent continuous slaughter, these souls gradually transformed.


    Ultimately, over twenty thousand powerful ghosts emerged.


    Similar to corpse puppets, these ghosts were divided into ranks such as Ghost Soldier, Ghost General, Ghost Commander, and Ghost King, ranging from the fourth to sixth levels. They were comparable to mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.


    They surged forward in an instant.


    Even though the Hound Soul was equivalent to an early Foundation Establishment demonic beast, it was torn to shreds within moments!


    The ferocious ghosts did not slow their advance, charging directly at Cao Zijin. They devoured her life soul bite by bite in the blink of an eye.


    Those few ghosts that consumed the majority of Cao Zijin''s life soul visibly grew stronger at an astonishing rate. It was highly likely that a Ghost General would be born from them. The prodigy of the Heaven Burning Sect quickly became nothing more than a lifeless corpse.


    As for Huang Wuyang, he was relentlessly attacked by the three corpse generals in the form of Long, Hu, and Bao, and was literally riddled with holes. His flesh was devoured by the three corpses, and his life soul was captured and taken into the Myriad Souls Banner.


    The remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators had already been poisoned by the dust secretly released by Chu Xuan. Facing the assault of soldier bees and venomous bees, they had no ability to defend themselves. Most had already perished by the time Chu Xuan was fighting Cao Zijin.


    Now with Huang Wuyang dead, the remaining cultivators also died in utter despair. They could never have imagined that merely attending a small auction would lead to such an unprovoked disaster.


    "Clean everything up meticulously, leave not a single piece of flesh behind," Chu Xuan casually ordered. "Ah, and take all the poison powder with you; we can''t let anyone guess what poison I used."


    Soon, the room was left in complete disarray, but without a trace of blood or flesh. The worker bees were thorough in their cleanup, not even leaving a single drop of blood.


    Chu Xuan nodded in satisfaction, changed his appearance, and left the Green Jade Building from another direction. He didn''t expect much from the storage bags of the Foundation Establishment cultivators, but the ones belonging to Huang Wuyang and Cao Zijin were sure to keep him pleased for a long time.


    "I hope they contain what I need. If not, I''ll just have to visit a few more cultivation families to demand what I want," he mused. "And if they''re not prepared to share their family''s heritage willingly, it''ll mean more fighting and killing. Ah, what a hassle."


    Chu Xuan smacked his lips and, mounting the Green Shadow Shuttle, quickly disappeared into the dark night.

 Chapter 129: The Thunder Python Core Condensation Technique! The Netherworld Soul Core Technique!

    Chu Xuan sat cross-legged within the Array, methodically opening the storage bags of these Foundation Establishment cultivators.


    Just as he had anticipated, these cultivators, though at the Foundation Establishment stage, did not possess many treasures.


    It seemed they differed from Situ Xiong, having left their valuables with their clans rather than carrying them personally¡ªa pity indeed.


    Chu Xuan rubbed his hands together in anticipation, first opening the storage bags of Huang Wuyang and Cao Zijin.


    Excluding the spirit stones, superior magic tools, and other common treasures from Huang Wuyang''s bag, as well as the spoils from the Heavenly Seal Sect, there lay a small vial of Earth Mother Spirit Liquid and the demonic core of a Blazing Fire Bear.


    "He aspired to pursue the orthodox path of the complete Golden Core," Chu Xuan mused with a smile.


    The Earth Mother Spirit Liquid was indeed a heavenly material and earthly treasure necessary for the complete consolidation of the Golden Core, speeding the process significantly.


    The Blazing Fire Bear''s demonic core was quite commendable, albeit incompatible with his Thunder Spiritual Root. Nevertheless, this demonic core might yet be traded for a different type of beast core in the future¡ªnot an entirely fruitless find.


    However, it was Cao Zijin''s storage bag that brought Chu Xuan a tremendous surprise. This woman, lauded even by the Nascent Soul ancestors of the Heaven Burning Sect, possessed treasures surpassing even those of Duan Feipeng.


    Setting aside the spirit stones, magic tools, pills, and talismans for a moment, Chu Xuan was most captivated by one particular item she possessed¡ªa top-grade core condensation secret technique!


    Chu Xuan cradled the thin ancient tome, his face breaking into a gratified smile.


    "The Thunder Python Core Condensation Technique!" he exclaimed. "Using the demonic core of a Thunder Python to condense a beastly Golden Core."


    He felt deeply thankful to Huang Wuyang. Without Huang''s invitation to Cao Zijin for the small auction, it might have taken him years more to find such a superior core condensation technique.


    Chu Xuan grew reflective as he continued perusing the treasures in Cao Zijin''s storage bag.


    Moments later, he stumbled upon something unexpected.


    "What is this?" Chu Xuan picked up an ancient jade slip, deep in thought. The slip was engraved with a few characters: "The Netherworld Soul Core Technique!"


    Chu Xuan was taken aback. What was this? It seemed to bear some connection to the Nether Dao Sect. Pressing the jade slip to his brow, a flood of information surged into his mind.


    In the blink of an eye, he had comprehended the Netherworld Soul Core Technique."


    "It''s actually a method for condensing a second Golden Core?" he pondered in astonishment.


    Chu Xuan was astounded. A second Golden Core! Such a thing was unheard of! The Misty Mountains, situated on the border between Tong Province and Wu Province, had long been occupied by the Heaven Burning Sect, along with the Ghost Palace under their control.


    Chu Xuan surmised that this technique was likely obtained by the Heaven Burning Sect from some ancient ruins and had eventually been bestowed upon Cao Zijin by the sect master himself.


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    The original intention was likely for Cao Zijin to comprehend this technique and condense a second Golden Core. Unexpectedly, Cao Zijin met an untimely demise, and the technique had fallen into his hands!


    "So, this second Golden Core is not situated within the Qi Sea but resides within the soul itself¡­" he realized. "At its core, this is a secret technique to enhance the soul! Once the Soul Core is refined, the soul would quintuple in strength, far surpassing the effects of the Soul Refining Technique by manifold!"


    Chu Xuan was overjoyed.


    Seeing the conditions required to condense the Netherworld Soul Core only widened his smile. "One must condense the Netherworld Dao Base on a battlefield where over a million have perished. Then, using the souls of a hundred thousand living beings to condense the Netherworld Soul Core."


    Neither of these were challenging to achieve. Blue Star was overrun with zombies. Just activating the ultrasonic feeder would draw swarms of zombies from all directions, making a hundred thousand living souls easily obtainable.


    However, finding a battlefield where over a million had perished was more challenging on Blue Star, where battlefields typically harbored intense shades of resentment and the aura of strife.


    Such malevolent energies, fermenting over time, would become increasingly formidable, not something that could be artificially created by merely gathering and killing a large number of zombies.


    Nevertheless, if Blue Star proved lacking, the Mystic Azure Realm would certainly have what was needed.


    The mortal realms of Yu, Yue, and Yan, all controlled by immortal sects, were perpetually at war. Mortals were not spared from these conflicts. Their emperors and generals, unable to cultivate immortality but desiring to leave a legacy or receive the sects'' rewards to prolong life, would invariably seek to conquer vast territories.


    War was inevitable. Chu Xuan was not worried about the intensity being insufficient. Once the conflict erupted, there would always be those lurking in the shadows, fanning the flames, making the war escalate.


    Plenty were those who posed as righteous on the surface but followed the demonic path in secrecy. The larger the scale of the mortal wars, the more they stood to gain.


    Chu Xuan made a mental note of this. He would instruct Huang An to keep an eye on these developments in secret. The condensation of the Netherworld Soul Core would thus be expedited. He planned to first condense the Netherworld Soul Core.


    In doing so, his soul would be on par with a Golden Core cultivator, making him a pseudo-Golden Core cultivator in strength. With such power, finding the Thunder Python''s demonic core would be much simpler.


    Then, using the "Thunder Python Core Condensation Technique" to condense the Beast Golden Core would follow. ¡­


    The Heaven Burning Mountain Range.


    This was where the gates of the Heaven Burning Sect stood.


    Within the grand hall of the sect, where matters of great importance were deliberated, Luo Feiyong and Shang Yue knelt uneasily below.


    The sect master, Zhao Dingyan, sat cross-legged on a cushion, his expression fluctuating between stormy and calm. He felt as if his heart was bleeding.


    Cao Zijin was dead.


    Huang Wuyang was dead.


    All the Foundation Establishment cultivators who had attended the small auction were dead.


    "What have you found?" Zhao Dingyan inhaled deeply, his voice grave.


    Luo Feiyong respectfully reported, "Honorable Sect Master, many mortals near the Jade Tower in White Water City witnessed it. They heard intense fighting sounds from underground. After they approached, they saw a strong Buddhist light and heard lingering Buddhist chants."


    Shang Yue added, "We both believe that it must have been that demon monk from Golden Dragon Temple who infiltrated the auction and cruelly slaughtered senior brother Huang, junior sister Cao, and the other eighteen."


    Zhao Dingyan, consumed by rage, chuckled bitterly. "Excellent! A mere monk from Golden Dragon Temple dares to kill the prodigies of our Heaven Burning Sect and slay eighteen of our Foundation Establishment cultivators!


    This enmity is irreconcilable! Issue my order immediately, summon all Golden Core elders of the sect to the grand hall! The Heaven Burning Sect shall revenge!"


    Luo Feiyong and Shang Yue nodded respectfully, "Yes!" They then quickly withdrew.


    ...


    Three days later.


    Using the massacre of Cao Zijin and the eighteen Foundation Establishment cultivators by the monk from the Golden Dragon Temple as a pretext, the Heaven Burning Sect launched a sudden assault on the Golden Dragon Temple.


    The sect''s cultivators, previously stationed at the boundaries of the Mysterious Sound Palace and the Imperial Spirit Mountain, were all redeployed towards Golden Dragon Temple.


    Understanding the principle that "the lips perish, the teeth grow cold," both the Mysterious Sound Palace and Imperial Spirit Mountain immediately entered the fray to alleviate the pressure on the Golden Dragon Temple.


    The Divine Star Sect, long-time rivals of the Heaven Burning Sect, also joined the war, though their contribution of cultivators was minimal, almost as if they were merely going through the motions, seemingly waiting for something.

 Chapter 130: Heading to the Battlefield

    Affected by the conflict among cultivators, the mortal armies of the Yue Kingdom also invaded the Yu Kingdom, engaging in arson, killing, and looting. The mortals of the Yu and Yue Kingdoms thus began a protracted mortal war. Those demonic cultivators lurking in the shadows all began to fan the flames, intensifying the conflict.


    Chu Xuan gleaned the current state of affairs from the intelligence gathered by Huang An. "The Divine Star Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect have ancient enmity, yet they are holding back. They must have a hidden agenda."


    Chu Xuan shook his head repeatedly. "If I''m not mistaken, the Hundred Refinements Sect of Yan Kingdom is also finding it hard to resist joining. In that case, you may as well have a good fight. I''ll run first."


    ...


    Misty Mountains.


    The Divine Star Sect had long since withdrawn from this place. The Heaven Burning Sect had taken control of the underground ruins here.


    As a former branch of the Nether Dao Sect, the Heaven Burning Sect naturally knew what these underground ruins were. Hence, they attached great importance to this location.


    The Heaven Burning Sect dispatched numerous mortal craftsmen to construct forts above the Ghost Palace and set up defensive formations. They also stationed a Golden Core expert, five Foundation Establishment cultivators, and nearly a hundred Qi Refining cultivators here, forbidding anyone from approaching.


    However, at this moment, these cultivators were nowhere to be seen. They had vanished as if evaporated.


    A figure shrouded in a faint black aura walked out from the fort, greedily breathing in the fresh air. Behind him, an endless stream of bloody Qi rushed into his body.


    "It''s been five hundred years, and I have returned," he murmured.


    The cool moonlight filtered through the dark branches, illuminating his face.


    This face was familiar to Chu Xuan. It belonged to Han Liuyun, the most deeply concealed among the Heavenly Seal Trio.


    However, the current Han Liuyun seemed to be just a husk. His soul had long been replaced by another.


    "Five hundred years... What has become of the Southern Wilderness cultivation world?" he pondered aloud. "Those old bastards should still be alive. Don''t die. Please don''t die. Your Nascent Souls are mine. Not a single one can be missing."


    He sneered coldly. His body was enveloped in black Qi, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the darkness.


    ...


    "On the prodigy of the Nether Dao Sect, Shang Tianjue, possessing a top-grade ice spiritual root, Ninth Level Golden Core, intending to embark on the path to Nascent Soul..."


    "After the disappearance of the ancestral land of the Nether Dao Sect, Shang Tianjue also mysteriously vanished..."


    "Witnesses among cultivators reported that Shang Tianjue''s last appearance was at the Ghost Palace of the Nether Dao Sect..."


    On the rooftop of a high building, Chu Xuan perused the scrolls in his hands, deep in thought. This document originated from Cao Zijin''s storage pouch. Chu Xuan had always been interested in the history of the Nether Dao Sect, hence his reading during leisure times.


    "Hmm? Zombies are coming?" Chu Xuan glanced down and noticed that zombies were already swarming in.


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    He smiled faintly.


    He had already instructed Black Blade to find an ultrasonic generator for him. Despite the widespread ruins, these scientific instruments could still be salvaged from the debris. Searching on his own would undoubtedly waste a lot of time. However, with the entire company of Black Blade searching for him, efficiency was naturally high.


    Five days prior, Wang Gangjian and others reverently delivered four ultrasonic generators to Chu Xuan. He selected the finest among them, coupled with a diesel generator, and ascended to the rooftop of a towering building. He had already activated the generator, casting the feeding ultrasonic waves into the air.


    In moments of ennui, he turned the pages of an ancient tome.


    Roars erupted below. Swarms of zombies converged in growing numbers¡ªgroups of three or five, dozens, hundreds, thousands¡ªuntil by afternoon, over a hundred thousand had amassed beneath the building. Among them were zombies of superior strength and agility, possessed of unique talents.


    Without hesitation, Chu Xuan activated the array.


    Thunderous booms resonated as the dreadful Corpse Refining Blood Fire spontaneously arose from the earth, engulfing all in its path. Even level six or seven zombies stood no chance against it, quickly reduced to wails as they became fuel for the Fire.


    This formation, known as the "Corpse Refining Blood Fire Array," was specifically designed to generate this fearsome fire.


    Chu Xuan''s reserves of Corpse Refining Blood Fire were amassing steadily, ample enough to be used in battle without reservation.


    His continued accumulation was driven by a passage within the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, suggesting that if one gathered sufficient Corpse Refining Blood Fire, it might be transformed into the even more potent Blood Evil Yin Fire.


    While the former harmed only the body, the latter could devastate both body and soul. Though rarely achieved, Chu Xuan was determined to attempt it, given his unique position to funnel endless "fuel" into the Corpse Refining Blood Fire.


    "More and more of the Fire accumulates; surely, it shall one day give rise to the Blood Evil Yin Fire," Chu Xuan mused with a smile.


    Soon, the hundred thousand zombies were completely consumed by the Corpse Refining Blood Fire. With a casual gesture, Chu Xuan collected the fire.


    He then produced a large soul banner and harvested the hundred thousand living souls. This banner was not the Myriad Souls Banner but the Great Souls Banner, a low-grade magic tool.


    It merely possessed the capability to capture ordinary living souls and wandering spirits. Specifically prepared for this purpose, the banner was crucial; had the souls been gathered into the Myriad Souls Banner, they would have been torn asunder by powerful vengeful spirits within days.


    Thus, one of the conditions for condensing the Netherworld Soul Core was met.


    "Excellent, it seems Huang An has succeeded once again," Chu Xuan noted as he observed a crack forming in the mother stone, his eyes brightening with anticipation.


    White Water City.


    Huang An bowed respectfully to Chu Xuan, "Master, this humble servant has found the locations you sought."


    "There are three in total. The first is the Yinma Plains battlefield. Half a month ago, Yue and Yu engaged in war there, with several demon cultivators exacerbating the conflict, leading to the deployment of over two million mortal soldiers from both sides. It has now become a place steeped in deep resentment."


    "The second is the White Water River battlefield. It is an ancient battlefield where Yan and Yu clashed two hundred years ago, resulting in the deaths of a million soldiers."


    "The third is the Loulan battlefield in the Endless Desert. It was once a tug-of-war between Yu and Yue, with both sides battling for over a decade and deploying three million troops. However, it is now firmly controlled by the Heaven Burning Sect, making access difficult."


    Huang An handed over a page from a book. Chu Xuan took it and examined the detailed information of these three battlefields. He nodded in satisfaction, "Well done."


    Huang An continued, "Master, the demonic beast cores of fire, wood, and thunder attributes that you instructed me to find have also shown some progress. If you wish, I can procure them for you now."


    Chu Xuan waved his hand dismissively, "Leave it for now."


    He did not directly mention his need for the thunder attribute python''s demonic beast core but rather added fire and wood attributes to obfuscate.


    He believed in the loyalty of Huang An. The actions of this elder cultivator were sufficient to warrant a hundredfold punishment from the Huang family.


    His only concern was if someone discovered an issue with Huang An and used soul-searching methods to investigate him.


    After a moment of thought, Chu Xuan flicked a large blood pearl over and handed Huang An a medium-grade attack magic tool and a high-grade defense magic tool.


    Huang An was greatly shaken. His nose twitched, eyes turning red. He knelt down directly, bowing deeply to Chu Xuan.


    "Thank you so much for your reward! This old servant understands your intentions and will be even more careful in serving you in the future."


    Chu Xuan smiled and nodded, "Very well."


    In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.


    Leaving White Water City, Chu Xuan headed straight for the Yinma Plains battlefield.

 Chapter 131: Condense the Netherworld Dao Foundation

    The vast expanses of Wu Province were comprised of deep mountains and valleys.


    Scattered like pearls among them were the cities of the human tribes.


    Chu Xuan used these cities as references to locate the three battlefields.


    He had once visited the Plains City, which lay closer to Jin Province in the west.


    To its southeast lay the White Water City.


    Yinma Plain was situated in the central region of Wu Province.


    Chu Xuan headed southward.


    Half a day later, he arrived at Yinma Plain.


    Upon arrival, he marveled at the sight.


    Yinma Plain had witnessed the deaths of countless mortals; from above, one could see the rising miasma of resentment and Evil Qi.


    The five righteous sects of the Yu Kingdom had long been unable to control the Yin Evil Qi in various locales.


    Such a battlefield, heavy with resentment and malevolence, naturally attracted many demonic cultivators.


    To them, it was as if a mouse had stumbled into a rice barrel.


    However, the battlefield was vast, and the demonic cultivators were few.


    Thus, each tacitly claimed a territory without dispute.


    Furthermore, Qi Refining demonic cultivators occupied the periphery of the battlefield.


    Those at the Foundation Establishment stage were within the inner circle.


    Like wells and rivers, they did not interfere with each other.


    Chu Xuan, exuding the aura of Foundation Establishment, advanced unchallenged.


    He soon reached the inner circle of the battlefield.


    Before long, he noticed a skirmish ahead.


    At first glance, it seemed a group was ganging up on three individuals.


    Upon closer inspection.


    It was indeed a female cultivator controlling five corpse puppets, besieging three cultivators!


    The female cultivator handled them with ease.


    The three cultivators struggled to break through but could not penetrate the defenses of the corpse puppets.


    Chu Xuan glanced over and couldn''t help but smile.


    Interesting.


    This female cultivator was his former junior sister, Li Xiaoman.


    She was one of the few heirs of the Corpse Puppet Sect.


    Xu Ming once invited her to explore the Ghost Palace for treasures, but she declined.


    At that time, Chu Xuan thought Xu Ming was a fool, while Li Xiaoman knew how to seek fortune and avoid disaster.


    Indeed, she had survived.


    In the blink of an eye, two early Foundation Establishment cultivators fell at the hands of the corpse puppets.


    The last one stood alone, hard-pressed to support himself, and was personally captured by Li Xiaoman with her Yin Evil Demon Claw, knocked out on the spot.


    It seemed she intended to capture him alive, to refine a powerful corpse general.


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    Chu Xuan had no desire to reveal himself in her presence.


    Wan Wuying was dead.


    The Extreme Yin Cave was in name only.


    He and Li Xiaoman were only named senior brother and junior sister, without the substance of that relationship.


    There was no need to meet and reminisce.


    "Who''s there?" Li Xiaoman was on high alert, scanning her surroundings.


    Chu Xuan disguised his voice to sound like an old man, "Young lady, this place is now claimed by this old man. Leave."


    A surge of late Foundation Establishment energy vibrated through the area immediately.


    Startled, Li Xiaoman, with the Foundation Establishment cultivator in tow, quickly retreated, saying, "Senior, please proceed, I shall not contend."


    She affixed a Swift Travel Talisman to herself, and in the blink of an eye, she had vanished without a trace, fearing Chu Xuan might pursue her.


    Chu Xuan chuckled.


    She was a smart one.


    Such cleverness is what allows one to survive the longest.


    Unfortunately, Li Xiaoman''s talents were mediocre.


    Unless she stumbled upon a great fortune, she would likely never touch the path of the Golden Core.


    Chu Xuan swept through the inner circle of the battlefield, his late Foundation Establishment aura unabashedly emanating.


    Wherever he passed, other Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators fled at the sight of him.


    Soon, he was the only one left.


    He sought out the place where the aura of Yin Evil was the strongest, and with the Chain, he created a large pit and buried himself inside it.


    Around him, he set up powerful mist and defensive formations.


    He then sat down in meditation, harnessing the resentment of a million lost souls to condense his Netherworld Dao Foundation!


    Humming vibrations filled the air as the massive Evil Qi, as if drawn by a force, surged toward the center of the battlefield.


    In the blink of an eye, a massive vortex of energy formed, resembling a terrifying specter devouring the malevolence.


    In fact, this was the cunning aspect of the Netherworld Secret Core technique.


    The step of condensing the Netherworld Dao Foundation was disguised to appear as if a malevolent ghost was absorbing the resentful energies, thus deterring many curious cultivators.


    Malevolent spirits and wandering ghosts, alike, had no physical form, yet their offensive capabilities were formidable.


    And they struck directly at the soul!


    Few Foundation Establishment cultivators could withstand such an attack.


    The demonic cultivators, scattered throughout the Yinma Plain battlefield, felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing the massive, sky-reaching vortex of malevolent energy.


    One by one, they fled towards the outskirts of the battlefield.


    Demonic cultivators are adept at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.


    At the slightest hint of trouble, they fled faster than anyone.


    After all, there were plenty of mortal battlefields.


    At most, the scale of deathly mortal energies could not compare to this place.


    It was better to go elsewhere to draw upon the Yin Evil Qi.


    Why linger here, fraught with danger and risking their lives?


    Soon, the Yinma Plain battlefield was deserted.


    Only some crows and vultures dared to swoop down and feast on the rotting flesh.


    Meanwhile, at the center of the battlefield, Chu Xuan was frenziedly absorbing the Evil Qi.


    Beneath his crown chakra, an inch down, his Netherworld Dao Foundation gradually took shape.


    One day, two days, three days...


    Time passed day by day.


    Until a month later, the cold, secluded Netherworld Dao Foundation was finally fully formed.


    At this moment, Chu Xuan''s spirit surged, doubling in strength.


    The entire Yinma Plain was within his perception!


    He suddenly opened his eyes, his expression one of delight.


    The Netherworld Dao Foundation was established, and a hundred thousand souls were gathered.


    It was time to return to Blue Star to condense the Netherworld Soul Core!


    He immediately piloted the Green Shadow Shuttle to a safe location, and from there, he used the Blood Mirror to return to Blue Star.


    ...


    On the rooftop of the luxurious Haotai Hotel, with the ocean''s expanse as his backdrop, Chu Xuan took out the Myriad Souls Banner and slowly released the hundred thousand souls.


    These souls had almost no aggressiveness and simply stood still, looking blank and foolish.


    Chu Xuan then proceeded to follow the method of the Netherworld Soul Core, activating his Netherworld Dao Foundation to absorb these souls.


    One, two, three...


    The souls, unable to resist, became part of the Netherworld Dao Foundation.


    After absorbing over a hundred souls, he felt a throbbing pain in his mind.


    He had to stop and completely refine these souls.


    What followed was a repetitive process.


    Absorb, refine, rest, then absorb again, refine again, and rest again...


    In the path of cultivation, time is inconsequential.


    The days spent condensing the Netherworld Soul Core passed exceedingly fast.


    In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.


    Half of the hundred thousand souls collected by Chu Xuan were gone.


    The Netherworld Dao Foundation was gradually transforming towards the form of a smooth, round core.


    Meanwhile, back at the Yinma Plain battlefield.


    A figure, flying without aid, arrived above the battlefield.


    Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators needed magic tools to fly.


    Only those at the Golden Core level and above could fly unaided.


    The demonic cultivators below, upon seeing this figure, were immediately shocked and hurriedly fled.


    A Golden Core powerhouse had arrived, and whether for good or ill, fleeing was the best response!


    If it was a righteous powerhouse, they would surely annihilate these demonic cultivators.


    If it was a demonic grandmaster, the outcome could be even worse, perhaps casually using them to make blood pills or soul pills.


    "Hmph."


    A cold snort resonated from the sky, sounding like thunder.


    In an instant, all the fleeing demonic cultivators exploded into a mist of blood.

 Chapter 132: It Would Be Best for You to Serve Me

    The figure descended slowly, landing in the center of the battlefield where a huge pit was conspicuously present. Previously, many demonic cultivators had gathered around this pit.


    The visage of this figure was that of Han Liuyun, but the soul housed within his body was named Shang Tianjue.


    "This battlefield was formed recently, wasn''t it? Yet, a cultivator has already claimed it before me. To think that someone other than those from my Nether Dao Sect dares to absorb the resentful energies of such a vast battlefield!"


    Shang Tianjue furrowed his brows. He did not ponder further nor linger, instead, he immediately rushed to the next battlefield.


    His time was precious.


    Although he had devoured the Golden Cores, spirits, and flesh of numerous Golden Core cultivators in the Ghost Palace, he had only just returned to his peak state from years past.


    To strive for the Nascent Soul Path, he needed to absorb the resentful energies of a battlefield where over a million had perished.


    "I wonder who dared to absorb the Yin Evil Qi before me. If I find out who it is, I''ll make sure they meet their master in the netherworld."


    With a cold snort, Shang Tianjue departed from the place.


    ...


    In Blue Star.


    There was not a hint of breeze around Chu Xuan, yet his robes billowed as if caught in the wind.


    An indescribable aura enveloped him, making it seem as though he sat there and yet appeared as if he was hundreds of meters away.


    In the next instant, he suddenly seemed very close.


    The three corpses scratched their heads, unable to comprehend the changes in their master.


    Hum!


    At one moment, a wild wind suddenly swept around Chu Xuan.


    He abruptly opened his eyes.


    His aura surged at that instant, far surpassing the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.


    "Netherworld Soul Core, complete!"


    Chu Xuan was overjoyed.


    Now, he was no longer a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, nor could he be considered a Golden Core cultivator.


    He was something akin to a pseudo-Golden Core.


    Even so, he was now capable of completely overwhelming a cultivator at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.


    Even if more than a dozen such cultivators attacked him simultaneously, they would be like playthings in his hands!


    "My spirit... it''s overwhelming! Is this the Sea of Spiritual Sense? I haven''t officially become a Golden Core cultivator yet, but my Sea of Spiritual Sense has already been prematurely formed."


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    Chu Xuan felt the changes occurring within and outside his body, marveling at the transformation.


    Typically, only upon condensing a Golden Core would one''s Sea of Spiritual Sense and spiritual sense be born simultaneously.


    The so-called Sea of Spiritual Sense, to put it simply, is the dwelling place of the soul. Before its formation, the soul merely resides within the brain.


    Moreover, without the Sea of Spiritual Sense, manipulating magic tools or telekinetically moving objects could only be accomplished through the extension of the soul''s sense.


    This sense lacks offensive and defensive capabilities, having only the effect of controlling external objects.


    But now, with the Sea of Spiritual Sense, this sense can be forged into a spiritual sense.


    Thus, the spiritual sense can become a barrier protecting the soul.


    Furthermore, after being tempered by secret techniques of spiritual sense, it can possess both offensive and defensive capabilities.


    This makes the soul much more secure.


    Chu Xuan extended his spiritual sense outside his body, playfully manipulating this and that.


    He felt the novelty of a child with a new toy.


    "Secret techniques of spiritual sense are possessions of Golden Core cultivators and are probably expensive. Currently, I have no means to acquire such techniques."


    Chu Xuan tested the uses of his spiritual sense, then retracted it back into his body.


    As for the secret techniques, there would naturally be those selflessly devoted who would deliver them to his doorstep in the future.


    Now, he had plenty of cultivation methods to master, so he wasn''t in a hurry to acquire the secret techniques of spiritual sense.


    "The Hundred Refinement Sect, the Heaven Burning Sect, and the Yu Kingdom''s sects are probably at their wits'' end by now. Let''s see how far they have progressed. I also need someone to help me collect Thunder Python cores."


    Chu Xuan contemplated and entered the Blood Mirror.


    ...


    In central Wu Province.


    Chu Xuan piloted the Green Shadow Shuttle northward for a while and soon spotted two Qi Refining demonic cultivators stealthily slaughtering a mortal village, obviously intending to practice blood cultivation.


    "Just the two of you."


    With a gesture, Chu Xuan''s Demon Claw shot out, capturing the two in an instant.


    The surviving villagers, who had been utterly despairing and believed they were doomed, suddenly found that a more powerful immortal had passed by and captured the two demons!


    They immediately felt a deep gratitude towards Chu Xuan.


    "Thank you, immortal master!"


    "Thank you for rescuing us in our time of need!"


    At that moment, their savior, the immortal who had saved them from dire straits, had already crushed the heads of the two demonic cultivators and casually thrown them into the Tower.


    "The current situation has somewhat exceeded my expectations. Fighting back and forth, it has actually resulted in a three-way stand-off?"


    The memories extracted from these two demonic cultivators left Chu Xuan quite astonished.


    Chu Xuan, with a smile creeping across his face, reflected on the current turmoil.


    Indeed, chaos such as this was a playground for demonic cultivators.


    The tripartite power struggle among the Hundred Refinements Sect, Divine Star Sect, and the Heaven Burning Sect had led to a no-man''s land at the borders of their territories, where demonic cultivators roamed rampant.


    In such areas, whole mortal towns were often slaughtered.


    "There''s a small sect nearby called Black Dragon Mountain. Currently, it''s been taken over by three Foundation Establishment cultivators. The Heaven Burning Sect, too preoccupied to care, turns a blind eye..."


    This was a stroke of good fortune for Chu Xuan, who had been looking for someone to help him find the Thunder Python demon core.


    He was confident these junior cultivators would soon realize their role in serving him.


    ...


    In the council hall of Black Dragon Mountain.


    Three Foundation Establishment cultivators gathered together.


    The gaunt old man chuckled wickedly, "...I say, we should go for a big score next! How about a blood sacrifice of an entire mortal city?"


    The bearded brute slammed his hand on the table, "Great! I like it! The nearby White Water City is poorly defended; it''s the perfect target!"


    The calm, pale-faced young man interjected, "No, the Heaven Burning Sect is currently consolidating their rule. It''s best not to draw their attention. I think we should strike within the Yu Kingdom''s borders. The Divine Star Sect is busy eliminating the remnants of the Mystical Sound Palace and Imperial Spirit Mountain. The loss or gain of one or two mortal cities won''t catch their notice."


    The gaunt old man and the bearded brute both gave thumbs up, "Excellent! We''ll follow your plan!"


    Just then, a voice unexpectedly rang out.


    "No, no. I think it would be best for you to serve me."

 Chapter 133: Quick to Anger is No Virtue

    The voice came so unexpectedly that the three were startled. They turned towards the source of the sound, only to find no one there. It was as if a ghost had spoken.


    The bearded man bellowed in anger, "Who''s there! Who''s playing tricks?!"


    Suddenly, a sinister demonic claw materialized.


    With a loud pop, his head was crushed, and his headless body instantly fell to the ground, splashing the gaunt old man''s face with blood.


    "Quick to anger is no virtue, you are not suited to serve me," came the calm voice again.


    The gaunt old man''s eyes widened in shock, and a hint of fear flashed through the young man''s eyes as they finally saw who was speaking.


    It was a refined-looking middle-aged man, who at first glance appeared unremarkable. Yet, it was he who had effortlessly crushed a late Foundation Establishment cultivator.


    Taking a deep breath, the gaunt old man asked in a grave tone, "Who are you, sir, and why do you come to Black Dragon Mountain to kill our vice sect leader unprovoked?"


    As he spoke, his hand subtly moved, directing a swarm of gu insects along the ground towards the refined middle-aged man.


    However, before the insects could get close, a crimson streak of blood flashed around the middle-aged man.


    The streak was like lightning, and the ground-crawling insects were instantly crushed into a mess of exploded corpses.


    The gaunt old man immediately suffered backlash, spewing blood and staring at the middle-aged man in shock.


    "And you, what will you use against me?" the middle-aged man turned to the pale-faced young man.


    Without hesitation, the young man knelt on one knee, "Song Junjie, willing to serve you, senior!"


    Seeing this, the gaunt old man quickly crawled over as well, "Qian Tang, also willing to serve you, senior!"


    The refined middle-aged man smiled and flicked two insect eggs towards them, "Eat these yourselves."


    After a moment''s hesitation, they both swallowed the eggs. Given that the three were of similar strength and the bearded man was easily crushed by this middle-aged individual, it was clear that his cultivation was likely at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. They stood no chance against him.


    In this situation, obedience was their only option.


    The refined middle-aged man was, of course, Chu Xuan. He practiced the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, and any Golden Core cultivator could tell he was once a cultivator from the Extremely Yin Cave simply with their spiritual sense. Given his unique identity, it was natural for him not to align with any particular faction.


    Black Dragon Mountain, conveniently located in a lawless area, was perfect to be under his control for personal use.


    Qian Tang spoke respectfully, "May I ask how we should address you, senior?"


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    Before Qian Tang could finish, Song Junjie interrupted, "What senior? We should call him master."


    "Master, what do you require of us? Please command us!"


    Chu Xuan''s smile was tinged with amusement. Song Junjie was indeed clever. He was calm in crisis, letting others act first to test the waters. Now recognizing Chu Xuan''s strength, he did not hesitate to address him as master.


    Chu Xuan spoke lightly, "First, I want you to gather intelligence, big or small, every detail must be reported to me.


    Second, I need you to collect demonic cores from various Foundation Establishment stage serpentine demonic beasts."


    From now on, Black Dragon Mountain must act discreetly and avoid drawing attention from major sects. Only the two of you are aware of today''s events."


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang exchanged a glance and nodded respectfully, "Yes!"


    In the blink of an eye, Chu Xuan disappeared. The oppressive weight that had loomed over them like Mount Tai vanished.


    They looked at the bloodstains left by the bearded man, still shaken. Moments ago, they had been discussing which city to massacre. In a blink, their companion was dead.


    If they had not caught the eye of that powerful individual, they might have ended up like the bearded man.


    Qian Tang managed a wry smile, "Brother Song, what should we do now?"


    He had only wanted to take advantage of the three-way stand-off to carve out a share for himself in this chaotic situation. Yet before he could enjoy any respite, a significant burden had been placed upon their shoulders!


    Song Junjie''s eyes flickered, "I do not know either. We can only take it one step at a time and, for now, follow his orders."


    He dared not say more, fearing their new master might still be listening.


    Inside a cave halfway up Black Dragon Mountain, Chu Xuan withdrew his spiritual sense and chuckled.


    Song Junjie was right; he had not left. Black Dragon Mountain was not extensive, and with his current spiritual strength, a slight extension of his spiritual sense could envelop the entire area...


    "Detestable, is there no way to replenish our meat supplies?" Chu Xuan lamented softly as he gazed at the chunks of meat, which were significantly smaller than before.


    Since returning from Black Dragon Mountain, he had spent two additional years cultivating in the Blue Star, focusing solely on physical refinement.


    As a result, his physical realm soared, reaching the twentieth layer of body refinement. However, advancing further to the twenty-first layer required an even more terrifying amount of meat daily.


    Even the regeneration speed of the meat blocks, enhanced with Psionic Cubes, couldn''t keep up with Chu Xuan''s consumption rate. He was forced to pause his cultivation for several days, waiting for the meat to grow back before he could continue. This was intolerable. Far too slow.


    "No news from Black Blade; they probably haven''t found any more Psionic Cubes," Chu Xuan shook his head. He had instructed Wang Gangjian and the others early on to search for more objects like Psionic Cubes.


    The agents of Black Blade were diligently searching, yet to no avail. It seemed that in the vast lands of the Han Country, the only Psionic Cube was the one accidentally discovered deep within a mine in Science City.


    "There might be Psionic Cubes in other nations of Blue Star," he mused. "But I can''t afford to search aimlessly like a headless fly; it would be too time-consuming. The task of gathering intelligence must still be left to Black Blade."


    Chu Xuan pondered deeply. Today, Wang Gangjian, Wang Yong, Tang Jinchuan, and Song Dayi of Black Blade had become the absolute core.


    With his assistance, the four were able to devour Psionic cores unscrupulously, their levels skyrocketing to the eighth level of superhuman. Wang Gangjian, the leader of Black Blade, had even advanced to the ninth level.


    However, the concentration of Psionics in the atmosphere of Blue Star continued to rise. Compared to when Chu Xuan first arrived, it had increased at least fiftyfold.


    Now, superhumans were ubiquitous, and extraordinary beings could be found everywhere. First and second level superhumans could no longer make a mark. Only fourth level superhumans were qualified to protect a region, and seventh level ones had the power to establish major forces. Wang Gangjian and his peers were merely ahead of other superhumans.


    But even a ninth level superhuman was nothing in Chu Xuan''s eyes. With the power of a pseudo-Golden Core and the aid of a flying magic tool, Chu Xuan could soar through the skies unimpeded.


    But asking Black Blade''s operatives to traverse oceans in search of traces of other Psionic Cubes was, perhaps, a bit challenging.

 Chapter 134: Non-Aggression Pact

    It is well-known that the behemoths dwelling in the oceans are far larger and more terrifying than those on land. Even with his current physical strength, Chu Xuan doubted whether he could withstand the crushing pressure of thousands of tons of seawater to delve into the deepest trenches of Blue Star.


    Chu Xuan surmised that he needed to advance his physical cultivation further, breaking through to the twenty-first layer, to qualify for deep-sea exploration. If such was his predicament, naturally, he could not expect the operatives of Black Blade to venture into the oceanic depths.


    Ah, the limitations of his subordinates were indeed a source of great frustration.


    "Perhaps, my approach is flawed," he pondered. "If humans struggle to traverse the vast seas, what about the zombies?"


    This thought invigorated Chu Xuan. With a flicker, he teleported to the farm where the Zombie Empress was energetically competing with the Zombie Matriarch.


    Although they were mother and daughter from one perspective, such familial bonds were non-existent among zombies.


    Competing with me for blood pearls? Then, you are not a daughter but a foe!


    The arrival of Chu Xuan instilled immense fear in the Zombie Empress. It harbored a deep-seated fear of this human, despite being regularly fed blood pearls, elevating its Psionic level to the seventh rank. Yet, its fear remained profound.


    "I need you to produce a new type of zombie," Chu Xuan commanded from above, looking down. "One that can swim in water and send messages from afar."


    The Zombie Empress''s eyes widened in panic. Such a demand... I cannot fulfill!


    Seeing its reaction, Chu Xuan furrowed his brow. "You can''t do it? Then, perhaps you are of no use to me..."


    "Roar! Roar, roar, roar!" In desperation, the Zombie Empress bellowed as if to shout incessantly: I can do it; I must be able to do it!


    Not far off, the Zombie Matriarch also roared, as if responding to Chu Xuan''s challenge.


    "Very well, whoever among you first creates such a zombie will claim these three large blood pearls," Chu Xuan announced calmly, displaying three large, lustrous blood pearls.


    At the sight of the large blood pearls, both the Zombie Empress and the Zombie Matriarch were frenzied. So, there were larger blood pearls above the smaller ones! They had to succeed!


    Chu Xuan observed the zombies'' burning determination and smiled satisfactorily. This was exactly what he wanted. The energy concentration in the large blood pearls far surpassed that of the smaller ones¡ªakin to the relief of air conditioning in summer or a heater in winter.


    Chu Xuan''s motivation proved effective. Within just two days, the Zombie Empress had delivered a perfect solution.


    Chu Xuan gazed at the peculiar life form before him, his expression one of astonishment.


    At first glance, this creation seemed to have no relation to zombies because it was essentially a small flesh boat. Inside, one could see mutated spines and ribs, as well as dark blue-black veins covering the entire body.


    The hands and feet had mutated into paddles, yet the bow prominently featured a head with its mouth agape, reminding Chu Xuan that this indeed was a modified zombie.


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    The Zombie Empress roared with high spirits, eagerly explaining the new product''s capabilities to Chu Xuan. To him, however, it was merely a series of expressive roars.


    "Hu, come here and listen. Then, explain it to me," Chu Xuan said as he massaged his temples, summoning Hu.


    "Yes, master!" Hu nodded vigorously. After years of effort, Hu had mastered most common words, albeit still somewhat stilted and disjointed. But to Chu Xuan, it was more than enough for everyday communication.


    Moments later, Hu respectfully spoke, "Master, it says this thing is called a ''Corpse Boat.'' It can sustain itself while sailing... by catching fish or mimicking rotting flesh to attract and catch birds. It can also store meat on board to eat when hungry."


    "Because it was produced by the Zombie Empress, it has a...," Hu struggled for the right word until Chu Xuan interjected, "Connection."


    "Yes, yes, connection," Hu exhaled in relief.


    Chu Xuan nodded, pleased. It really was quite impressive. The Zombie Empress roared proudly a few times.


    At that moment, the Zombie Matriarch also began to call out. Curious, Chu Xuan walked over and laughed at what he saw. The Zombie Matriarch had also produced a new breed of zombie, but it had taken a different approach.


    Parasitic Seed.


    These zombies were only the size of a fist, but despite their small size, they were fully formed. They did not need to hunt for fish themselves; they merely needed to parasitize large marine creatures and could travel wherever their hosts went, thereby spreading the Parasitic Seed across various parts of the ocean.


    This strategy was clearly more random¡ªwhere they ended up was left to chance.


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. Both the Zombie Empress and the Zombie Matriarch had accomplished their tasks admirably. They had broken through the conventional barriers of their kind, transcended the confines of their previous forms, and positioned their products to revolutionize their ecological niche¡ªa dimensional strike, one might say. In plain terms, they had done a splendid job!


    Chu Xuan flicked his fingers, distributing the large blood pearls to both the Zombie Empress and the Zombie Matriarch. As they swallowed the pearls, they exhibited expressions of deep intoxication, like newborn creatures savoring the first nourishment provided by their mother.


    Soon, the first batches of Corpse Boats and Parasitic Seeds were released into the ocean. They would serve as the vanguard, gathering various types of intelligence from other nations on Blue Star for Chu Xuan.


    Meanwhile, the immortal cultivation world of the Yu, Yan, and Yue three kingdoms was experiencing minor changes.


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang reported that just five days ago, the Hundred Refinements Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect had reached a non-aggression pact.


    Chu Xuan remained unperturbed upon hearing this news. Recently, the Divine Star Sect leveraged the power of the Hundred Refinements Sect to annihilate the Mystical Sound Palace and Imperial Spirit Mountain, repelling the Heaven Burning Sect and unifying the immortal cultivation world of the Yue Kingdom.


    Ideally, the Divine Star Sect could have played both sides between the Hundred Refinements and Heaven Burning Sects, using one against the other to grow into a force capable of contending with either sect. However, disputes over territory had soured relations with the Hundred Refinements Sect.


    The purpose of this non-aggression pact between the Hundred Refinements Sect and Heaven Burning Sect?


    Clearly, it was aimed against the Divine Star Sect. Chu Xuan surmised that the Divine Star Sect''s days were numbered. This was advantageous; chaotic situations were always favored by demonic cultivators.


    As expected, within just a month in Mystic Azure time, Song Junjie and Qian Tang relayed continuous updates about the fall of the Divine Star Sect, almost providing a live broadcast for Chu Xuan.


    It began with the Hundred Refinements Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect launching a coordinated attack overnight. Within a few days, they penetrated deep into the heart of the Divine Star Sect.


    Then, within the Divine Star Sect, two Golden Core cultivators originally from the Mystical Sound Palace and Imperial Spirit Mountain betrayed at a critical moment, severely damaging the Golden Core elder who guarded the sect''s protective formation. The sect''s protective formation crumbled without being attacked. Sect Master Mo Huanshan and other Golden Core cultivators fell in battle.


    The Nascent Soul ancestor of the Divine Star Sect fled for over ten days but was eventually caught and executed by the ancestors of the Hundred Refinements and Heaven Burning Sects. Even his Nascent Soul was extracted.


    After dividing the numerous treasures of the Divine Star Sect, the Hundred Refinements Sect and Heaven Burning Sect tactfully withdrew their forces simultaneously, turning the core region formerly occupied by the Divine Star Sect into a buffer zone between them.


    Thus, the tripartite balance was ended, and the immortal cultivation world of the three kingdoms entered a state of North-South duality.

 Chapter 135: Distribution of Forces

    Time flew swiftly on Blue Star, and another two years had passed.


    "The southern region of the immortal cultivation world is so vast..." Chu Xuan mused as he lay on a plush velvet lounge chair, flipping through the texts collected by Song Junjie and Qian Tang. "Yan, Yue, and Yu countries together cover an area of a million square miles, which is only about one-third of the Southern Wilderness."


    "North of these three countries lies the Myriad Islands Lake, which occupies the remaining two-thirds of the Southern Wilderness. This ''lake'' is more akin to an inland sea, it seems."


    Despite being a Golden Core cultivator, capable of flight, crossing the Southern Wilderness was still a time-consuming endeavor. No wonder the major sects are so intensely competitive within this confined area. They simply cannot fly out.


    "Fortunately, I don''t have to get involved in their petty squabbles." Chu Xuan chuckled lightly.


    With Blue Star as his backyard, he only needed to obtain techniques and texts from the Southern Wilderness to be satisfied. Most of his resources could be sourced directly from Blue Star¡ªa truly inexhaustible supply, far from the strife of war.


    How splendid!


    According to the intelligence from Song Junjie and Qian Tang, the chaos within the Southern Wilderness of the cultivation world persisted.


    Neither the Hundred Refinements Sect nor the Heaven Burning Sect was able to completely destroy the other.


    The intentionally vacant middle zone had now become rooted with twenty to thirty smaller sects, including many established by demonic cultivators.


    Naturally, no one openly claimed to be a demonic cultivator; they all professed to be orthodox cultivators, denouncing their enemies as heretics and deviants.


    Due to the inability of the Hundred Refinements and Heaven Burning Sects to effectively control this area, these smaller sects had thrived unchecked.


    Recently, following consultation with Chu Xuan, Song Junjie and Qian Tang also relocated their sect to this area. They were previously situated at the boundary between the Heaven Burning Sect and the now-defunct Divine Star Sect.


    With the collapse of the Divine Star Sect, their location was naturally assumed under the control of the Heaven Burning Sect. To avoid being purged by the Heaven Burning Sect, they had to move.


    This lawless area suited them perfectly.


    Chu Xuan rubbed his temples, feeling a bit melancholic. In two years, he had barely managed to advance his physical cultivation to the twenty-third level.


    The supply of meat was simply insufficient, severely impacting his cultivation pace. When would he find another Psionic Cube?


    Just then, Bao dashed over excitedly, waving his arms and legs, seemingly eager to say something. Hu, who always stood by Chu Xuan''s side, frowned at Bao''s impudence and scolded, "Swallow the meat in your mouth before you speak."


    Bao paused, chewed a few more times, swallowed, and then grinned sheepishly before roaring excitedly.


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    After listening, Hu said joyfully, "Master, there''s news from the Zombie Empress. She encountered a fishing boat from the Sunzi country in the Eastern Sea and sensed the fluctuations of primal Psionic energy!"


    Chu Xuan''s interest was piqued.


    Excellent! Finally, a trace of primal Psionic energy!


    Over the past two years residing on Blue Star, Chu Xuan had grown familiar with the overall situation of the planet.


    After the Psionic burst, governments worldwide had nearly collapsed, with the Han country suffering the worst fate.


    Under mysterious circumstances, on the same day the Psionic burst occurred, the auxiliary capital was obliterated by an explosion that created a crater over ten kilometers in diameter.


    At that time, the emperor, along with numerous concubines, princes, princesses, and ministers who were summering in the capital, perished¡ªnone of the imperial direct lineage survived.


    The empire''s imperial and regional armies fell into disarray, each fragmenting and aligning with various new leaders. Some regional forces invaded smaller countries to the south or southwest, establishing dominance there.


    Other continents also witnessed the survival of powerful forces, such as:


    - The Sunzi country, renowned for its craftsmanship.


    - The Arctic Forces, noted for their formidable military prowess and resilience against the cold.


    - The Free Alliance, thriving in commerce and trade.


    - The Holy Light Theocracy, founded on religious principles.


    - The regional powerhouse, the Harsha Dynasty, among others.


    These formidable powers had established their unique superhuman systems and were actively exploring other regions.


    Chu Xuan was not yet fully aware of the specifics of other forces'' superhuman systems, but intelligence from the Corpse Boats and Parasitic Seed suggested that Sunzi''s superhumans, much like those in the Han country, had awakened psionic abilities.


    They had integrated ancient mysterious arts and physical techniques to form a distinct superhuman system comprising psychic medium and warrior. The former excelled in ranged attacks and summoning, while the latter specialized in close combat.


    Geographically, Sunzi was close to Han, separated only by a sea. Nowadays, people dared not venture into the deep sea, sticking to navigation along the continental shelf, which considerably extended travel times. This was why Black Blade found it challenging to gather intelligence from Sunzi.


    "Let''s go and see for ourselves," Chu Xuan declared, sweeping his hand to beckon Hu and Bao, and they quickly reached the farm.


    The Zombie Empress roared excitedly upon their arrival. Chu Xuan frowned, annoyed, "Keep it down, why so loud? Hu, you listen."


    Subdued, the Zombie Empress lowered her voice, and Hu relayed the message after listening: "The Corpse Boat was captured by a warrior aboard a Sunzi fishing boat. Before its destruction, it sensed faint primal Psionic fluctuations."


    Chu Xuan spread out a map and circled the East Sea. Since the fishing boats from Sunzi would only dare to navigate close to the continental shelf, all he needed to do was follow it to locate them. His gaze sharpened, "We leave immediately!"


    In the blink of an eye, Chu Xuan was aboard his Azure Shadow Shuttle, vanishing into the vast sky.


    Back at the Black Blade base, Wang Gangjian and the others watched the streak of blue light pass by, their faces filled with longing. They knew it was the trail of an immortal traveling through the sky. How they wished to one day soar through the heavens as freely as the immortals...


    Above the East Sea, vast expanses of azure waves stretched endlessly. A large fishing vessel carefully navigated along the continental shelf.


    Sunzi, an island nation surrounded by sea, frequently faced attacks from mutated marine creatures.


    Additionally, given its small area, the number of extraordinary beings and high-level zombies was naturally limited. The proverbial cake was only so big, yet many were hungry for a slice.


    These factors compelled them to accelerate their expansion into other regions, including the neighboring Han country. They were willing to pay any price to set foot on land and escape the perilous sea.


    This fishing vessel, supported by the Sunzi government, was headed towards the Han country. The ship was a mixed bag of characters.


    Some were powerful superhumans with government backing, tasked with maintaining order on board.


    Their ranks included individuals of the fourth level and above, with the strongest even reaching the fifth level. Most, however, were first or second level.


    If they remained in Sunzi country, they would likely never acquire enough Psionic cores to advance their Psionic levels throughout their lives.


    Their only chance was to smoothly reach the Han country, step onto that ancient and unfamiliar land, and try their luck.

 Chapter 136: Its No Big Deal

    Inside the cabin of the fishing vessel was a slender, almost gaunt youth. Looking back at the now invisible islands of Sunzi, a mocking sneer flickered in his eyes.


    "The rebels must still be searching for me," he thought. "None would guess that I''ve already secretly boarded this fishing vessel. If Sunzi has no place for me, then I will rise in the Han country! When I return, I will push them into the abyss and personally kill the great general who betrayed the imperial family."


    In the youth''s eyes flickered the flames of revenge. The damned general, once the most relied upon minister of the Sunzi royal family, had secretly become a ninth level superhuman.


    Leveraging the royal family''s trust, he seized power and stormed the palace overnight. That night was etched into the youth''s memory forever¡ªhis father, mother, brothers, and sisters all fell to the sword and flames.


    Whenever he recalled those scenes, his heart felt as though it was being ruthlessly squeezed by an invisible hand, a wrenching pain tearing through him.


    Suddenly, exclamations erupted from the deck outside.


    "The great general above! There''s someone flying in the sky!"


    "By the grace of the Sun! Could that be the legendary god?!"


    "He''s flying towards us!"


    Startled, the youth looked through the cabin window toward the deck and saw a figure in black, standing atop a beam of blue light, hovering in the sky above the heads of the superhumans.


    The youth''s eyes widened. superhumans with the talent for flight were rare and usually limited to short, low-altitude flights. Here in the open sea, from where could this person have taken off? How could he sustain flight for so long?


    One of the superhumans on deck pointed at the azure light, growling warily, "Which country''s superhuman are you? Come down here!"


    The figure in black hovering on the azure light was naturally Chu Xuan. Hearing this, he couldn''t help but laugh. "It seems I''ve found the right vessel; this is indeed a fishing boat from Sunzi."


    The language spoken by that superhuman was not of the Han, but a tongue Chu Xuan had never heard before.


    "He''s from the Han country, shoot him down!"


    "He''s the enemy!"


    Several government superhumans emitted low growls as they converged from all directions. Among them, one took advantage of Chu Xuan''s back turned towards him and launched a sudden attack.


    A peculiar talisman slipped from his grasp, hurtling towards Chu Xuan''s back.


    However, in an instant, Chu Xuan caught the talisman with a single hand. He glanced at it, a smile of interest playing on his lips. The talisman was marked with complex, vivid red patterns.


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    At first glance, it bore a resemblance to traditional talismans, yet upon closer inspection, it was incredibly crude, akin to child''s play. Presumably, this was a talisman used by the psychic medium of Sunzi.


    "You¡­ you¡­" The superhuman was visibly shocked, having not expected Chu Xuan to so effortlessly catch his long-planned sneak attack. His face was a picture of astonishment.


    "Dare to ambush your superior, you deserve death!" A roar erupted.


    A towering, dark figure swiftly streaked past. When the onlookers turned their gaze back, they were met with a headless corpse¡ªthe head had been twisted off single-handedly by a massive man!


    "Exterminate them all; no need to waste provisions," Chu Xuan said casually, waving his hand dismissively.


    "Yes!" Hu bellowed in response, darting out alongside Long and Bao. Wherever they passed, limbs and bodies were strewn about, quickly giving rise to a gruesome storm of blood and carnage.


    Chu Xuan, walking as if in a leisurely stroll, headed towards the ship''s cabin. He expanded his spiritual sense to fill every corner of the fishing vessel. He could feel the fluctuations of primal Psionic energy within the cabin, though they were not as intense as the Psionic Cube he had encountered before; they felt significantly weakened.


    The youth swallowed nervously and instantly activated his talent. His speed surged to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the bottom-most layer of the cabin, hiding amidst a pile of disordered cargo. In his mind, he chanted, "You can''t see me, you can''t see me¡­"


    Chu Xuan uttered a light "hmm," intrigued.


    The youth who was emitting primal energy had managed to reach the lowest level of the cabin in the blink of an eye. Was that his talent? An ability for high-speed movement?


    With a light step, Chu Xuan moved across the deck, one moment stationary, the next several meters away. The cabin was bustling as many Sunzi natives surged out. Hidden among them, warriors and psychic mediums seized the opportunity to launch stealth attacks.


    However, reaching Chu Xuan proved to be a formidable challenge. As he passed, those who attempted ambushes clutched their throats, blood streaming from their mouths, collapsing one after another. Soon, he reached the very bottom of the cabin.


    "No need to hide, come out," Chu Xuan called out casually, looking at a large pile of barrels. Rustling sounds emerged from within, and a young man, his face marked with fear, crawled out to face Chu Xuan. Surprisingly, he spoke in fluent Han dialect. "My mother was from Han; please, do not kill me."


    Chu Xuan''s smile was enigmatic. "Whether I kill you or not is irrelevant. What were you fiddling with behind your back?"


    Startled, the youth''s expression quickly turned ferocious. He abruptly pulled out his hands, launching two talismans through the air.


    Mid-flight, the talismans burst into flames and instantly transformed into two ferocious, green-faced ghosts, one attacking from the left, the other from the right, lunging towards Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow, amused. The talismans appeared to have effects similar to the Tiger Soul and Wolf Soul talismans.


    Yet, such attacks hardly necessitated any magical defense from him. Before the ghosts could even reach him, a radiant halo of Buddhist light emerged spontaneously around him, and a wheel of merit slowly revolved behind his head, casting him in the semblance of a descending Buddha, a saintly figure suspended in the air.


    The ghastly apparitions collided with him and immediately burned into wisps of blue smoke with a pitiful wail.


    The youth watched, dumbfounded. Those talismans were his strongest assets for this journey, and yet they failed to penetrate Chu Xuan''s defenses.


    Sunzi had its share of Buddhist temples. So, he recognized at once that this was indeed the light of Buddha. How could such a deadly man possess such profound Buddhist radiance? Could Buddha truly bless such a person?


    No more thoughts were necessary, nor could they form, as Chu Xuan had already employed a soul-searching technique.


    Within minutes, he saw the entirety of the youth''s life laid bare before him. The youth collapsed, his eyes vacant, his expression blank.


    Chu Xuan arched an eyebrow in surprise. He had inadvertently captured the eighth prince of Sunzi, the sole survivor of the imperial family after the general''s rebellion and massacre. Had he unknowingly extinguished the last flicker of Sunzi''s royal bloodline?


    "Hss... it''s no big deal, eradicated just like that," Chu Xuan murmured, stroking his chin nonchalantly.

 Chapter 137: Strong Measures Must Be Taken!

    The youth, now reduced to a state of stupefaction, was known as Chuan Deyou. Chuan, a surname of the Sunzi royal family, and Deyou his given name.


    After perusing his memories, Chu Xuan discovered that the young man had never come into contact with a Psionic Cube.


    Yet, there lingered a faint aura about him, an aura that was gradually fading. This suggested that from a young age, Deyou had grown up alongside a Psionic Cube, though the cube might have transformed its form of existence.


    "It seems then, the most likely location for the Psionic Cube would be... the Sunzi Imperial Palace!"


    A light of realization sparked in Chu Xuan''s eyes. It seemed a visit to Sunzi was inevitable. Well, he thought, let it be a journey then.


    Chu Xuan returned to the deck, which by now had become a true ship of death. Not a soul survived. Every resource from their bodies would be utilized to perfection.


    The diligent worker bees would carve the flesh into small chunks, consuming it and through multiple processes, regurgitate it as blood honey. The souls would be captured by the Myriad Souls Banner, serving as nourishment for malevolent spirits.


    As for the bones... well, sometimes the corpse puppets found them particularly appealing.


    Chu Xuan recalled the corpse puppets and the blood bees back into their respective Tower and Beehive. He then boarded the Azure Shadow Shuttle and continued towards Sunzi.


    The kingdom was approximately a thousand kilometers from the Han country. With the speed of his Green Shadow Shuttle, it would take only two hours to reach Sunzi.


    ...


    Sunzi, Sun City.


    This city was the oldest in Sunzi, unmatched in its antiquity. Just a glance upward would reveal the snow-capped Mount Sun.


    However, no one considered it a serene peak; it was, in reality, a dormant volcano. Many believed that one day it would bring destruction to Sunzi.


    At the heart of Sun City lay the Imperial Palace of Sunzi, home to the unbroken line of the Sunzi Imperial Family for thousands of years, a family revered by the people of Sunzi. Many believed the royal family to be divine, the beloved children of the great deity Sun, which justified their unbroken lineage.


    However, not long ago, the general launched a rebellion and annihilated the royal family.


    Since then, the general moved into the palace. This act stirred massive upheaval throughout Sunzi.


    Loyal royalists frequently attacked the new government regime, and while many publicly remained silent, there was widespread, simmering hatred toward the general, believed to inevitably invite divine retribution from the Sun.


    Even if heavenly punishment had not yet arrived, it would surely descend upon the government one day. Some even whispered that the missing eighth prince would one day return to cast the sinful government into an abyss with no end.


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    At this very moment, atop the highest point of the imperial palace, a burly man stood bare-chested on the balcony, hands clasped behind his back.


    Since annihilating the Sunzi royal family, he had resided at the pinnacle of the palace, as if to suppress the spirits of the thousands of wronged souls of the royal lineage. He was the government general, Gui Yongren.


    Below the royal family of Sunzi were four major families: Gui, Long, Yu, and Hong.


    Yu family had always been a staunch royalist and had been secretly eliminated by him before his coup. Their power and territories were swiftly consumed by the Gui, Long, and Hong families.


    "Why do you stand here every day, Great General?" A woman, similarly unclothed, approached Gui Yongren from behind, her laughter tinkling lightly.


    Gui Yongren responded calmly, "I am waiting for news."


    The woman nibbled on his earlobe, her breath as sweet as an orchid, "Waiting for that missing eighth prince of the Sunzi royal family?"


    Gui Yongren shook his head with a smile, "No. That eighth prince, short-sighted and unstable, even if he did escape, he is no match for me. I am waiting for news from Hong. I want to know why the Sunzi royal family had access to Psionics before the burst. That is what I am most curious about."


    As Gui Yongren was about to continue, something caught his eye¡ªa streak of azure light across the sky.


    "Hmm? What is that?" he furrowed his brows.


    The woman followed his gaze and gasped upon seeing a dark figure atop the azure light. "There''s someone up there!"


    Gui Yongren''s eyes widened in recognition. Indeed, it was a person!


    "Immediately send word to Long and Hong family, have them come here!" he commanded with a grave tone. "A powerful man has come to the palace."


    "Yes," the woman nodded.


    ¡­


    Within the Sunzi Imperial Palace, Chu Xuan strode purposefully in a specific direction. Before setting out, he had brought the Psionic Cube with him.


    These unique artifacts seemed to possess a strange attraction to one another, instinctively seeking to merge.


    Chu Xuan didn''t even need to sense the direction; the Psionic Cube was guiding him.


    "Who goes there! Who permitted you entry into the palace!" a guard shouted fiercely.


    Without hesitation, Chu Xuan breezed past them. The guards, roaring in anger, attempted to intercept him but found their bodies suddenly weak, collapsing to the ground in a heap, silenced in an instant. Those who tried to stop Chu Xuan all met the same fate.


    Soon, he arrived at the palace''s rear garden, adorned with intricately designed rockeries and an artificial lake.


    "It''s here," Chu Xuan''s eyes brightened as he sensed the familiar aura.


    "Who are you, and why do you trespass in our palace?" a cold voice called out ahead.


    Chu Xuan looked up to see a man nearly three meters tall approaching with large strides, his physique reminiscent of a small giant. The man''s muscles were impressively defined as if he had been sculpting them from a young age.


    Sunzi language was not difficult. With Chu Xuan''s intellect and wisdom, he had grasped most of it after hearing it just a few times. Hence, he understood the man''s words clearly.


    This muscular giant was the strongest warrior of the Hong family, Hong Jian. His brow furrowed as he sized up the black-clad youth.


    For some reason, he sensed an extremely dangerous aura around this stranger, even more daunting than the general, Gui Yongren.


    Was it a misperception? Or intuition? Hong Jian did not know. However, one does not truly know the strength of an opponent until they clash.


    Hong Jian, an eighth level superhuman, considered himself among the mightiest in the world. Even if the stranger before him was formidable, surely he could spar a few rounds with him?


    Chu Xuan, observing Hong Jian''s robust form, couldn''t help but chuckle, "Had it been when I first arrived on this planet, a body like yours would have been the perfect material for crafting a corpse puppet."


    "Now, however¡­" Before he could finish, Hu blurted out eagerly, "Master, Hu wishes to fight!"


    Chu Xuan chuckled, resigned, "Let the feast begin."


    "Yes!" Hu charged forward. The master seemed interested in this man''s physique¡ªa new corpse puppet could mean a shift in his master''s affections. This was no mere rivalry. Strong measures had to be taken!

 Chapter 138: Four-Armed Vajra

    Before Hong Jian could react, Hu''s towering and muscular form had already dashed forward.


    With a thunderous crash, Hong Jian''s head burst open like a watermelon, his blood and brain matter mixing with fragments of his skull, scattering wildly.


    Some bone fragments even embedded deeply into the stone pavement, a testament to the terrifying force of Hu''s punch.


    Nearby, Long Meiji, who had hurriedly arrived upon receiving orders from Gui Yongren, witnessed the scene and her eyes widened in shock.


    Hong Jian was a powerhouse focused on physical prowess. Even before the global spread of Psionics, he was renowned as Sunzi''s most celebrated judo master and strongman.


    After the Psionic burst, his innate talents catapulted him to the status of the strongest warrior in Sunzi. In terms of physical strength, even Gui Yongren, a ninth-level superhuman, was slightly inferior to him.


    And yet, what kind of monster was this dark, hulking man who could shatter Hong Jian''s skull with a single punch?


    Long Meiji halted in her tracks, swallowing hard. "Aren''t you coming over? Why have you stopped?"


    Chu Xuan turned around, addressing the voluptuous woman several hundred meters away with a faint smile.


    Without hesitation, Long Meiji turned and fled. Chu Xuan chuckled lightly. "Bao, take care of her."


    With a monstrous laugh, Bao''s figure vanished in the blink of an eye and reappeared right in front of Long Meiji, startling her as she swallowed yet another gulp of fear.


    Her speed, which she had always prided herself on, enhanced by two speed-boosting spirit companions, was supposed to be her strong suit. Yet, she had been caught up.


    Long Meiji knew that fleeing was no longer an option. Only by fighting could she possibly survive.


    "Giant Fireball!" she bellowed, forming hand seals swiftly, and released a massive fireball that almost completely enveloped Bao.


    This was her innate talent¡ªcontrol over fire. Though many possessed this type of ability, she had developed hers to an unprecedented level. With just a thought, she could alter the fire''s size and shape, even shaping it into vivid forms like firebirds or firewolves to attack her enemies.


    But not content with just that, Long Meiji immediately channeled more Psionic energy into four talismans, sealing off all directions around Bao to trap him completely.


    "Such measures should make it foolproof..." Long Meiji sighed in relief, thinking she had played her final card. The man before her couldn''t possibly escape and would have to withstand her attack directly, giving her a chance to escape...


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    Suddenly, she felt a chilling sensation in her chest. Looking down, she found a blade wreathed in cold flames piercing through her ample bosom. "Wasn''t he... supposed to be sealed by me..."


    In her final moments, confusion flooded her mind. Why had her meticulously crafted talismans failed to restrain this enemy?


    She couldn''t have known that Bao possessed an innate ability called Shadow Step. Unlike spells learned by cultivators, the innate abilities of a corpse puppet didn''t require casting, gestures, or even the consumption of Spiritual Qi, and could be activated in the blink of an eye.


    Long Meiji''s talismans had only just been deployed and were still mid-air when Bao used Shadow Walk, appearing behind her. What she saw was merely an afterimage left by his high-speed movement.


    With a roar, Bao grabbed Long Meiji''s body and triumphantly returned to Chu Xuan''s side.


    At this moment, Gui Yongren, surrounded by a host of psychic mediums and warriors, faced Chu Xuan from a distance. His gaze immediately fell on the headless corpse of Hong Jian, causing his pupils to shrink in shock. Bao dragged over Long Meiji''s body as well.


    In that instant, a deep terror swelled within Gui Yongren. What kind of formidable foe had suddenly appeared before him in the palace?


    Gui Yongren steeled himself and said gravely, "Friend, what exactly do you seek in my palace? Speak freely. Whatever you desire, I can provide."


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "It seems you still fail to recognize the disparity between our strengths. Song Junjie understands the times better than you."


    Seeing the situation turning against him, Gui Yongren let out a low growl, his body emitting an endless surge of dark energy.


    In an instant, it formed a grotesque and ferocious ghost with two heads and four arms, each arm wielding a powerful weapon: a ring pommel saber, a vajra, a steel mallet, and a trident.


    Gui Yongren tossed a small orb to the ghost, which it swallowed immediately, appearing quite satisfied.


    "This is Sunzi''s strongest spirit, the Four-Armed Vajra, a ninth-level entity!" Gui Yongren declared. "Friend, you must be aware of the Four-Armed Vajra''s terror. Let''s each take a step back, and the vast sky and sea can be our witness. Everything that happened today can be erased!"


    Chu Xuan cast a glance at the so-called strongest spirit, the Four-Armed Vajra, and a look of surprise flickered across his face.


    Interesting. This "spirit" was essentially a fierce ghost, but its potential far exceeded those within the Myriad Souls Banner.


    Many ghosts, even after consuming numerous living souls and evolving into ghost generals or kings, might not possess even a single lifebound ghost artifact.


    Yet, this ghost not only wielded lifebound ghost artifacts but brandished four from the outset¡ªa clear sign of its value for cultivation.


    Given sufficient living souls, its potential was boundless.


    With this thought, Chu Xuan''s smile widened. He plucked a living soul from the Myriad Souls Banner and tossed it in front of him. "Want to eat?"


    The Four-Armed Vajra''s eyes widened. It had never encountered such pure soul energy. Even when it hunted humans on its own, it could never extract the living souls completely and had to consume them bit by bit. This living soul was like a lavish feast laid out before it.


    However, the Four-Armed Vajra merely inhaled deeply a few times, then put on a defiant expression, as if determined not to be swayed.


    Chu Xuan''s smile grew as he effortlessly drew out ten more living souls from the Great Souls Banner and casually threw out a fierce ghost as well.


    The ghost bared its teeth, ready to attack, but Chu Xuan restrained it, leaving it to stand confusedly in place.


    Chu Xuan casually proposed, "Follow me, and you can feast on living souls every day to your heart''s content." He then pointed at the bewildered ghost, adding, "And you can become as strong as this ghost."


    The Four-Armed Vajra''s eyes bulged. The enemy was using such sweet temptations to corrupt it. How could this be allowed? Was it truly resistant enough to withstand such corruption? Of course not!

 Chapter 139: The Long-Lost Father?

    The Four-Armed Vajra roared a few times before swiftly turning to face Gui Yongren. The four weapons it wielded were abruptly raised.


    Gui Yongren''s eyes widened, and he instinctively stepped back, "You... you can''t attack me!" He protested, "We have a contract! We are partners!"


    A scream suddenly pierced the air.


    The Four-Armed Vajra launched into a furious assault. Gui Yongren''s soul was struck heavily and was soon gasping for survival.


    Only then did the Four-Armed Vajra casually trot over to Chu Xuan''s side, squatting at his feet, looking up at him with a demeanor of a devoted dog.


    Hu watched this display with displeasure.


    "Another competitor for favor," he thought.


    Chu Xuan''s lips curled upwards, "Well done, you deserve a reward!"


    He extended his hand and forcefully patted the top of Gui Yongren''s head. In the blink of an eye, he had extracted the general''s living soul.


    The Four-Armed Vajra, seizing the opportunity, leapt forward and tore Gui Yongren''s soul into several pieces, stuffing them into its mouth and savoring each bite.


    Chu Xuan surveyed the surroundings. There were still some psychic mediums and warriors around, but they all stood there, dazed.


    It was inconceivable to them that their omnipotent and invincible general had been betrayed by his own spirit and had his soul forcefully extracted by this formidable stranger.


    "Keeping them is just a waste of provisions; kill them all," Chu Xuan waved his hand nonchalantly. The three corpse generals immediately sprang into action, while the Four-Armed Vajra also laughed maniacally and plunged into the crowd. Screams filled every inch of the palace.


    Moments later, the palace was laid to waste; every superhuman had been consumed by the blood bees, soon to be part of the blood honey.


    The living souls were extracted by Chu Xuan and thrown into the Myriad Soul Banner. He planned to use the Myriad Soul Banner specifically for storing living souls, serving as food for the Four-Armed Vajra and other fierce ghosts.


    Soon, the Four-Armed Vajra voluntarily approached Chu Xuan. Without much effort, Chu Xuan planted a psychic imprint in its mind, ensuring it could never escape his control for all eternity.


    Seeing the appeasing expression on the Four-Armed Vajra, Chu Xuan couldn''t help but chuckle. He suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Gui Yongren.


    After all the effort to negotiate an equal contract with the Four-Armed Vajra, it had been swayed by mere sweeteners in an instant, devoured Gui Yongren''s living soul, and obediently entered into a master-servant contract with Chu Xuan.


    Fortuitously, Gui Yongren had already perished. Otherwise, witnessing this scene would have been worse than death itself.


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    At that moment, the Four-Armed Vajra suddenly leaped up, gesticulating wildly as he danced.


    Of course, Chu Xuan could not comprehend the vividly expressive body language.


    Without a word, he communicated directly with the Four-Armed Vajra through telepathy.


    "Do you mean to say there is another malevolent spirit like you beneath Mount Sun?"


    Chu Xuan eyed the Four-Armed Vajra, his face a mask of surprise.


    This was indeed fortuitous. Such a spirit of exceptional talent should not be buried in obscurity!


    However, the Psionic Cube must be found first.


    Chu Xuan gazed towards the artificial hill.


    With a mere thought, the Evil Soul Chain tore through the air.


    In an instant, the hill was smashed to smithereens. Countless fragments flew in all directions.


    This artificial hill, constructed of cement, was exceedingly sturdy. It was also covered with various mosses and small green plants. Rarely would anyone smash such a structure.


    Moreover, this was the imperial garden''s rear. It was even less likely for someone to harbor malevolent thoughts towards the artificial hill.


    If not for Chu Xuan''s actions, it might have remained undiscovered for centuries that something was hidden within this hill.


    Chu Xuan''s spiritual sense swept forth.


    With a gesture, he grasped a piece of cement in his palm.


    With a casual rub, the hard cement crumbled into ash in a moment.


    Revealed before Chu Xuan was another corner of the Psionic Cube. It too emitted a strong primal Psionic energy.


    Chu Xuan retrieved another piece of the Psionic Cube from his storage bag. Instinctively, the two pieces merged together.


    In the blink of an eye, a larger, yet still incomplete Psionic Cube appeared before him.


    It was perhaps only a third of the original size. But the primal Psionic energy it emitted was now far greater than before.


    The surging vitality within it, even from merely a few breaths, quickened one''s blood flow.


    "Excellent, excellent."


    Chu Xuan''s face broke into a satisfied smile. His goal for this journey was finally achieved.


    Casually, he stuffed the Psionic Cube into a piece of zombie flesh. The zombie flesh immediately expanded at a visible rate, ultimately becoming a perfectly square block of flesh.


    "Let us go to Mount Sun," declared Chu Xuan, securing his corpse puppet and the swarm of blood bees, and immediately took flight towards the dormant volcano.


    Mount Sun, a slumbering active volcano, bore a deceptive beauty with its snow-covered surface, beneath which boiled magma at temperatures ranging from 700 to 1200 degrees Celsius.


    The malevolent spirit would naturally not reside within the lava. In fact, there was a mountain path leading directly to a cavern beneath Mount Sun, a route disclosed by the Four-Armed Vajra.


    Before long, Chu Xuan arrived beneath the cavern and discovered an ancient, decaying shrine. Before he could speak, the Four-Armed Vajra leapt out from the Myriad Souls Banner, clamoring loudly towards the darkened shrine.


    "What''s all this noise? Don''t you know I''m trying to sleep? Eh? Four-Arms, is that you? Did you come to complain about not getting enough to eat at Gui Yongren''s place? I told you when I divined last time, that guy was a penniless, short-lived ghost. How could you ever be satisfied following him? Just so you know, I don''t have many soul beads here either, I can spare you just one. Wait, wait, wait, your sudden visit is suspicious, let me divine something first..."


    A figure swiftly darted out, talking incessantly to the Four-Armed Vajra, but upon noticing something amiss, quickly pulled out a water dish to commence divination.


    However, mid-divination, it caught sight of Chu Xuan standing not far off, and its expression turned to one of bewilderment.


    Chu Xuan then saw clearly. It too was a malevolent spirit. Humanoid in appearance, but its legs were replaced by a serpent''s tail, distinctly bizarre.


    The Four-Armed Vajra continued to animate and passionately recount everything that had happened. The serpent-like malevolent spirit looked towards Chu Xuan in astonishment, then down at the divination results in the water dish, and went pale with shock.


    Before the Four-Armed Vajra could speak again, it dashed in a blur towards Chu Xuan.


    "Are you not the long-lost father I''ve been searching for all these years? Father! From now on, I, Two Arms, shall follow you!"


    Chu Xuan clicked his tongue. He had thought to discipline this creature first, carrot and stick. Instead, the spirit immediately prostrated itself, a turn of events that was indeed quite unexpected.

 Chapter 140: Hundred Sects Alliance

    "You are very... sensible," Chu Xuan said with a smile.


    "Father, I''ve been waiting for this day!"


    "Good, "Chu Xuan nodded in satisfaction. He then looked at the compass in its hand, "What is this?"


    Two Arms responded earnestly, "This is the Water Divination Plate. Ever since the day my spiritual intelligence was awakened, it has been in my hand. The same goes for Four Arms''s four weapons; they were with him from birth."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly.


    The lifebound ghost weapons that come with ghosts from birth are usually those they had in life.


    It was likely due to an obsession too pure that part of their soul condensed into the form of these ghost weapons.


    Like Four Arms, Chu Xuan also effortlessly completed the spiritual imprinting.


    From then on, this pair of ghosts became his ghosts.


    "Go on in, there''s plenty to eat inside."


    With a casual wave, Chu Xuan threw Two Arms and Four Arms into the Great Soul Banner.


    Though they were of strong aptitude, their level was too low to be directly thrown into the Myriad Soul Banner.


    The Great Soul Banner was filled with non-aggressive souls, perfectly suitable for their meal.


    "Once everything is settled, it''s time to return."


    Chu Xuan took out the Green Shadow Shuttle, stepped onto the wind, and vanished into the vast sky in the blink of an eye.


    Days later, news of the palace attack and the mass death of superhumans stormed through like a tempest, sweeping across the land of Sunzi.


    Some cheered loudly, believing that the three families¡ªGui, Long, and Hong¡ªhad angered the great deity Sun and brought disaster upon themselves.


    Others desperately searched for the missing Eighth Prince of Sunzi, hoping to restore him and reestablish the Sunzi Imperial Family.


    There were also impostors claiming to be the Eighth Prince, attempting to enter the royal household.


    Chaos permeated every inch of Sunzi''s land.


    Endless battles spread unabated.


    ...


    At this moment, Chu Xuan was once again seated atop the rooftop of the Haotai Hotel. As he replenished his body with meat, he practiced the "Giant Elephant Body Refining Technique," tempering his flesh.


    After merging two Psionic Cubes, the regeneration of his flesh significantly accelerated. This allowed Chu Xuan to swiftly practice the technique without having to pause for days to wait for his flesh to regenerate on its own. His body refining realm soared once again.


    Over the year, his cultivation leaped to the twenty-seventh layer of body refining. In terms of physical strength alone, he could now withstand a blow from a lower-grade magic treasure without sustaining a scratch!


    "At this rate, I could reach the thirtieth layer of body refining in another two or three years," Chu Xuan mused, smacking his lips.


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    The "Giant Elephant Body Refining Technique" could only be cultivated up to the thirtieth layer, where one''s body could rival a mid-grade magic treasure. The technique, which even the Golden Core cultivator Situ Jie had failed to perfect, was about to be mastered by him.


    He wondered what expression Situ Jie would have if he knew.


    "Let''s continue practicing then, until reaching the thirtieth layer before reemerging."


    Chu Xuan calmed his mind and continued to develop the particles within his body.


    ...


    Three years later, Chu Xuan''s body refining realm naturally reached the thirtieth layer. All 360 million microscopic particles in his body were transformed into titanic particles, making his physique as strong as a mid-grade magic treasure. With a casual strike, he could shatter a lower-grade magic treasure.


    Of course, the claim of having the strength of 360 million ancient titanic beasts with every gesture was a bit of self-aggrandizement by the "Giant Elephant Body Refining Technique." Chu Xuan was aware of this.


    "Time to return to the cultivation world. With my strength at the thirtieth layer of body refining, I should have a slight advantage against Golden Core cultivators, right?" Chu Xuan smiled.


    When the Heavenly Seal Sect was annihilated, he was merely at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Now, he had reached the pseudo-Golden Core realm, and his body refining had attained the thirtieth layer.


    In the Southern Wilderness cultivation world, such cultivation was sufficient to dominate among those at the Golden Core level.


    ...


    Black Dragon Mountain.


    Chu Xuan returned here once again.


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang reported recent developments respectfully. It had been almost a year since the Hundred Refinements Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect had established a non-aggression pact. Dozens of smaller sects still existed in the area between the two sects.


    Someone had proclaimed themselves as the "Hundred Sects Alliance." This name quickly became the collective term for all the small sects in the middle zone.


    Song Junjie continued, "Master, currently the strongest among the Hundred Sects Alliance are the True Martial Sect and the Heavenly Sword Faction. The True Martial Sect is guarded by two Golden Core cultivators. The Heavenly Sword Faction has one Golden Core cultivator."


    Recently, both the Hundred Refinements Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect have considered absorbing the Hundred Sects Alliance but have hesitated due to fear of each other.


    I''ve heard that both the True Martial Sect and the Heavenly Sword Faction are considering uniting all the small sects to resist the two major sects."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly.


    The matters concerning those three Golden Core cultivators had already been reported by Song Junjie and Qian Tang. These three Golden Cores had escaped from the Divine Star Sect, Mystical Sound Palace, and Golden Fragon Temple. Due to their relatively weaker strength, they had managed to avoid being targeted and thus escaped.


    The strongest among them was only at the mid-Golden Core stage. Now, within the Hundred Sects Alliance, they naturally dominated, uncontested by anyone.


    However, upon hearing Song Junjie''s words, Chu Xuan couldn''t help but laugh.


    Uniting into one force was not difficult, but after uniting, was their real intention to resist the two major sects, or was it to play both sides to glean benefits?


    Any somewhat intelligent cultivator could guess the thoughts of those three Golden Core cultivators.


    The trend of major sects absorbing smaller ones was inevitable.


    Setting aside other factors, just considering the two Nascent Soul elders from the Hundred Refinements Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect, how could the vast gap in strength be bridged simply by uniting the Hundred Sects Alliance?


    Qian Tang added, "Also, the True Martial Sect said that to counter the two major sects, they plan to send people to collect spirit stones, magic tools, talismans, pills, and so forth."


    Qian Tang gave an embarrassed smile, "They''ve already come twice, but their demands are too high, and we''ve never been able to meet them, having put them off twice already... judging by the time, they are likely to come again today... do you have any ideas, Master?"


    Song Junjie spoke up sharply, "Old Qian, what are you suggesting? Do you want our master to give treasures to those Taotie? This sort of matter should be something we handle on behalf of our master!"


    Qian Tang quickly covered his mouth, his voice filled with panic, "Master, I misspoke, please punish me."


    Chu Xuan''s expression was one of amusement and sarcasm.


    These two were indeed playing their roles in a coordinated act.


    From the looks of it, Song Junjie and Qian Tang clearly did not want to give anything up and were planning to kick the responsibility to him to resolve the situation.


    Just then, a booming voice suddenly resounded from the sky outside.


    "Fellow Daoists of Black Dragon Mountain, I have come again. The previous two times, you both said you needed time to gather treasures. Now that it''s the third visit, surely you can''t still have nothing to present?


    If that is indeed the case, I will have no choice but to report this matter to the two Golden Core elders of my True Martial Sect for their judgment."

 Chapter 141: True Martial Sect

    The resonant voice from outside the grand formation of Black Dragon Mountain penetrated without hindrance. It spread across the entire mountain, where the few disciples resided.


    At this moment, no matter where they were, they all lifted their heads to hear the voice clearly. They had heard this voice twice before, and now, it was the third time.


    The disciples all wanted to know how the sect leader and the deputy sect leader would handle this. If the leaders of Black Dragon Mountain could not resolve this matter, it would demonstrate their inadequacy.


    Naturally, the disciples would then leave the sect to seek guidance elsewhere.


    Inside the Council Hall, Song Junjie and Qian Tang remained silent and motionless, heads bowed like sullen gourds.


    Chu Xuan displayed a faint smile. He took out the Corpse Nurturing Tower and casually waved his hand, "Hu, go and kill him."


    "Yes."


    A burly, dark-skinned giant swiftly swept past Song Junjie and Qian Tang. A chilling gust made their scalps tingle, as they felt the menace of death.


    The two exchanged glances, each seeing the fear reflected in the other''s eyes. Within just a few breaths, screams echoed from outside followed by another gust of bloody wind.


    Hu tossed a blood-stained head at Chu Xuan''s feet. The headless body was tucked casually under his arm, being gnawed on indifferently.


    Crunch, crunch¡ªthe disturbing sound of chewing filled the Council Hall.


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang stared at the head, swallowing hard as they observed the lingering emotions of unwillingness and shock.


    Thump.


    Qian Tang knelt down immediately, utterly terrified, "Master, this man was a cultivator from the True Martial Sect. Killing him will surely provoke the wrath of the two Golden Core elders from the True Martial Sect. Master, you must flee at once! We will stay behind to cover your retreat and buy you time!"


    Song Junjie also knelt down, "Master! I should not have harbored any testing intentions. Please punish me!"


    He had realized it now. Chu Xuan dared to kill a cultivator from the True Martial Sect because he must have something to rely on. Now, apart from bowing his head and admitting his mistake, he had no other choice.


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly, pointing at Song Junjie, "Smart. Otherwise, you would be the next one I''d kill."


    Song Junjie breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a cold sweat break out on his back and front.


    Qian Tang uttered a sound of confusion, still not understanding the situation. After a long moment, he finally murmured softly, "Master, what do you plan to do? We are willing to die for you."


    Chu Xuan scoffed, "You two are still useful; no need for you to die. Stay here; I''ll be back soon."


    With that, his figure swept out like a violent wind.


    Hu, having already devoured the Foundation Establishment cultivator completely, immediately followed him.


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    Now, only Song Junjie and Qian Tang were left in the grand hall.


    Thump.


    Qian Tang collapsed onto the floor, nearly scared to death.


    "Brother Song..."


    Qian Tang was smiling now, but his smile was uglier than bitterness itself.


    Song Junjie sighed deeply, "I''ve never been able to rid myself of the Gu in my body, unable to break free from him. At this point, we''re firmly tied to him. Whether we live or die depends entirely on him."


    Qian Tang said gravely, "Should we inform the two Golden Core elders from True Martial Sect ahead of time?"


    Song Junjie shook his head, his eyes flashing, "No, although I don''t know what he''s relying on, he''s certainly not afraid of those two Golden Core elders."


    Qian Tang was shocked, "Not afraid of Golden Core?"


    Song Junjie nodded, "We can only wait."


    Qian Tang''s face fell, "Let''s wait then... just wait..."


    ...


    As night deepened.


    True Martial Sect, Council Hall.


    Two Golden Core cultivators sat opposite each other, sharing a smile. Their names were Shangguan Feng and Zhang Wei, formerly Golden Core elders of the Divine Star Sect and Imperial Spirit Mountain, respectively. They were not of high realm, which was why they had escaped a catastrophe.


    After much wandering, they arrived at the Hundred Sects Alliance, and with the might of Golden Core, they forced the former sect leaders to abdicate, themselves taking over as sect leader and deputy sect leader, wielding power as they pleased.


    Shangguan Feng burst into hearty laughter, "Brother Zhang! We''ve made quite a fortune this time! Just from the tributes from the minor sects, we''ve collected over two thousand medium spiritual stones! And even more small spiritual stones, as many as fifty thousand!"


    Zhang Wei also laughed heartily, "I suspect these minor sects still have some resources left. Before the two major sects start their moves, let''s skim a little more and make a run for it!"


    Shangguan Feng nodded repeatedly, "Exactly! Banding together to resist the major sects'' absorption, do you believe that?"


    Zhang Wei laughed loudly, "I don''t believe it."


    Shangguan Feng laughed even louder, "Neither do I, anyone who believes that is a fool. But they must believe it because they are Foundation Establishment, and we are Golden Core!"


    The two exchanged a glance and burst into laughter again, their mirth resounding freely. After a good laugh, Shangguan Feng finally said, "Brother Zhang, your realm is lower than mine, and you are younger.


    I, as your elder brother, have always looked out for you, so I should take more spiritual stones, don''t you think? Let''s do this: from the treasures collected this time, you take thirty percent, and I''ll take seventy percent."


    Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei''s smile instantly stiffened.


    "Brother Shangguan, that''s a bit unkind," he protested. "My realm might be slightly lower and I might be younger, but my strength is not weak. Didn''t I step in to handle the early-stage Golden Core demonic beast that appeared near our sect recently? You only got some minor injuries because of my actions. If I hadn''t arrived in time, you might have been seriously hurt!"


    Shangguan Feng''s smile also froze.


    "Brother Zhang, that''s not how you say it. We must prioritize our roles in the distribution of treasures. I am the sect leader, and you are the deputy. That means I get more and you get less."


    Zhang Wei grew annoyed, "No, no, no..."


    In the blink of an eye, the two began to argue. Suddenly, a laugh echoed unexpectedly in the council hall.


    "It is clearly mine, yet what purpose does your struggle serve?"


    This voice startled them both. They abruptly turned towards the entrance of the hall.


    Under the moonlight, a dark figure stood there. The two were greatly alarmed. They had been too heated in their argument over the spoils to notice someone approaching¡ªan oversight that was astonishing!


    Shangguan Feng shouted, "Who dares to enter the True Martial Sect''s Council Hall!"


    Zhang Wei scoffed, "Why waste words? Kill him first!"


    Anyone who could enter the council hall so silently must be a Golden Core cultivator of their level. No need to talk. Just act.


    Kill and take the treasure; wasn''t that the convenient solution?


    Swoosh!


    Shangguan Feng formed a sword gesture, and three sword lights, swirling with water currents, screamed toward the vital points.


    Zhang Wei clenched his fist, sending a massive earthen hand smashing toward the shadow!


    They attacked with full force, giving no quarter.


    "Just the practice I needed," Chu Xuan chuckled.


    He stomped the ground fiercely, his body shooting forward like a cannonball!


    Crack!


    The oncoming sword lights shattered upon impact. With a loud crash, the earthen hand also burst apart.


    In an instant, Chu Xuan''s fist landed squarely on Shangguan Feng''s head. The tremendous force exploded in that moment, like a giant elephant''s crushing stomp.


    With a gruesome squelch, the head was pulverized instantly.

 Chapter 142: Mighty of Body Cultivator

    Zhang Wei''s eyes widened in shock. The two of them, one a fourth-layer and the other a third-layer Golden Core cultivator had unleashed their full magical power, only to have it shattered by the physical might of their opponent.


    Shangguan Feng''s head had been pulverized with a single punch! What kind of monster was this person?


    A term long forgotten in the annals of history flashed through Zhang Wei''s mind¡ªBody Cultivator! Only a Body Refiner could possess such terrifying physical prowess.


    Zhang Wei immediately retreated, throwing out two magic talismans which transformed into tiger spirits to temporarily hold off the attack. He then quickly cast two defensive spells.


    A layer of earthy-yellow light armor enveloped his body, and a shield of Spiritual Qi formed in front of him. He also summoned two defensive magic treasures for extra protection.


    The first was called the Ghost Silkworm Rope, a control-type magic treasure that also provided bodily protection.


    The second, his life-bound magic treasure, was called the Thousand-Layer Ruler¡ªa jade ruler engraved with patterns of birds and beasts.


    As it appeared, it emitted a luminous jade light, positioning itself protectively in front of Zhang Wei.


    Having arranged these defenses in one breath, Zhang Wei finally relaxed and faced his opponent. His Thousand-Layer Ruler, capable of both attack and defense, was his most relied upon magic treasure. He could hardly believe that, with all these layers of defense, they could still be breached by the opponent.


    Chu Xuan looked at Zhang Wei, who had encased himself like a turtle in its shell and couldn''t help but chuckle. "You certainly have a lot of defensive tricks," he said with a smile.


    Zhang Wei, on alert, responded, "Fellow Daoist, let''s talk this over. If you want to be the sect leader of the True Martial Sect, just take the position. There''s no need for such violence."


    Chu Xuan laughed louder. The position of a minor sect leader held no appeal to him. He smiled and said, "Compared to this so-called sect leadership, I''m more interested in your storage bag."


    Zhang Wei''s pupils shrank suddenly. The next moment, Chu Xuan launched a punch.


    Bang!


    In an instant, three punches were thrown.


    The first punch shattered the Spiritual Qi armor and shield.


    The second punch caused the Ghost Silkworm Rope to cry out as it fell to the ground.


    The third punch left the Thousand-Layer Ruler dim and cracked into three pieces.


    His life-bound magic treasure destroyed, Zhang Wei immediately suffered a backlash, spurting blood and being flung backward. His pupils reflected the rapidly enlarging fourth punch.


    The only thought in his mind: Such mighty strength, such fierce fists.


    Bang!


    The head shattered.


    Chu Xuan''s Spiritual Qi vibrated, flinging the blood and brain matter from his fists. He looked at the two headless corpses inside the council hall and smiled faintly.


    The thirty layers of body refinement truly made him formidable¡ªresisting Golden Core spells with his physical body and bursting lower-grade magic treasures with his punches.


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    "I wanted to become a sword immortal when I first crossed over," Chu Xuan mused as he looked at his oversized fists and smacked his lips.


    What sword immortal? They all would tremble under the might of his thirty-layered body refinement.


    Casually, Chu Xuan collected the two bodies into his Corpse Nurturing Tower and took their storage bags as well, then strode out of the hall.


    The commotion had already drawn the attention of many disciples of the True Martial Sect.


    But as Chu Xuan walked out, the disciples quickly dispersed, muttering about how beautiful the moon was tonight, though it was a dark and windy night hardly suitable for such remarks.


    ...


    "Fat indeed! Truly fat!" Chu Xuan exclaimed as he emptied the contents of the two Golden Core cultivators'' storage bags.


    The storage bags of Golden Core cultivators were indeed richer than those of Foundation Establishment cultivators.


    It was clear that after taking over the True Martial Sect, the two had not intended to lay down roots but had treated it merely as a means to amass wealth. Many of the treasures in their bags were extorted from other minor sects.


    Of course, most items collected from the minor sects were Foundation Establishment stage treasures like magic tools, pills, and talismans. These were of little use to Chu Xuan now, except for the spiritual stones. Regardless of one''s realm, spiritual stones were always useful.


    "The magic treasure of that fellow I shattered, but that old man''s treasures are still intact."


    Chu Xuan examined the dark seal in his hand, named the Black Tortoise Seal, a lower-grade magic treasure. Its method of killing was simple: smash it towards the enemy. It epitomized simplicity and brute force.


    Although it was only a lower-grade magic treasure, it far surpassed even the finest magic tools. Chu Xuan estimated that it could easily crush most top-grade defensive magic tools.


    With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Chu Xuan erased Shangguan Feng''s residual spiritual imprint on it and replaced it with his own soul blood imprint. His own spirit was strong enough to simultaneously wield about four magic treasures.


    Since he had acquired a magic treasure, he ought to make use of it. An additional magic treasure meant additional strength.


    "And there''s this spiritual sense secret technique. Though it''s just a lower-grade Golden Core phase technique, it will suffice for now."


    Chu Xuan pulled out a book titled "Soul Piercing Needle" from Shangguan Feng''s storage bag and nodded slightly.


    The "Soul Piercing Needle" had only two layers: the first layer discussed methods to temper spiritual sense and the second detailed how to condense spiritual sense into soul-piercing needles.


    Chu Xuan wasn''t concerned about its strength. Having it was enough.


    Secret techniques for spiritual sense were rarer than methods for cultivation and spells. Having such a technique already put him ahead of most Golden Core cultivators.


    There would naturally be opportunities to acquire better techniques for spiritual sense in the future. Even if he couldn''t find them himself, there were always benevolent individuals who might bring them right to his doorstep.


    ...


    In the council hall of Black Dragon Mountain, Song Junjie and Qian Tang paced nervously like ants on a hot pan, unable to stand still for fear that cultivators from the True Martial Sect would come knocking to demand justice.


    However, as night gave way to the early morning sunrise, there was still no sign of anyone from the True Martial Sect. The incident seemed to have dissipated like a drop of water into the ocean, leaving no trace.


    "What on earth happened?" Qian Tang was anxious.


    "I''ve already sent someone to gather information; we should have news soon," Song Junjie said gravely.


    Moments later, a disciple rushed into the hall like an arrow. "Sect Leader, Deputy Sect Leader, I''ve got the news. The True Martial Sect''s Golden Core..."


    He was so excited that his words came out jumbled.


    "Speak, hurry up! What happened to the True Martial Sect?" Qian Tang couldn''t contain his impatience.


    Song Junjie stepped forward and placed a palm on the shoulder of the Qi cultivation disciple, channeling a cool stream of Spiritual Qi into him. This helped the disciple calm down.


    "Speak," Song Junjie commanded solemnly.


    The disciple respectfully reported, "The two Golden Core cultivators from the True Martial Sect vanished last night. According to what the disciples of True Martial Sect said, there were sounds of fighting from their council hall last night, and at the end, they saw a black-robed cultivator flying away. Since then, the two Golden Core cultivators have been missing."


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang exchanged a look, seeing the shock in each other''s eyes.


    "You may leave," Song Junjie waved his hand.


    "Yes."


    Once the council hall was empty again, Qian Tang voiced his shock, "It must have been the master..."


    Song Junjie nodded firmly, "It was definitely the master. He''s not just a ninth layer Foundation Establishment as we had guessed¡ªhe''s a Golden Core cultivator..."


    Their faces showed a mix of excitement and bitterness. It was good news that their master was a Golden Core cultivator, but the fact that he was also a demonic cultivator was less cause for celebration.

 Chapter 143: An Invitation from the Hundred Refinements Sect

    At Black Dragon Mountain, some time had passed when suddenly, a cultured and cheerful laugh echoed from outside the grand formation at the mountain gate.


    "Old man Tong Yijian here, specially visiting the daoists of Black Dragon Mountain!"


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang were in the midst of figuring out how to grovel in front of Chu Xuan when they heard this voice, making them shudder simultaneously. Tong Yijian?


    Wasn''t that a Golden Core cultivator from the Heavenly Sword Sect? What brought him to Black Dragon Mountain?


    Neither Song Junjie nor Qian Tang dared to delay and hurried out to welcome Elder Tong Yijian.


    Moments later, the white-haired Tong Yijian was respectfully ushered into the council hall.


    Tong Yijian surveyed the two men and smiled slightly, "I wonder where that Golden Core fellow daoist is now?"


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang feigned ignorance. "Elder Tong, what do you mean? There are no Golden Core great powers in Black Dragon Mountain."


    Tong Yijian burst into laughter. "No need to pretend, the old man already received the news at the first moment, that Shangguan Feng and Zhang Wei are dead. I also have some skills in the way of Gu insects, and when I previously made contact with you two, I detected a Five Organs Gu in both of your bodies. Tell me, where is that fellow daoist of yours now?"


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang were sweating profusely. Indeed, there had been a grand meeting called by the True Martial Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect at the Hundred Sects Alliance.


    During the meeting, this Golden Core cultivator encouraged them all to diligently cultivate and stand together against the major sects, even patting them on the shoulders in a friendly manner.


    It turned out this old fox had known about the trickery at Black Dragon Mountain all along but had never made it explicit.


    As Song Junjie and Qian Tang were stammering, a voice came from the entrance of the council hall. "Looking for me?"


    Chu Xuan walked into the hall with confident strides, his hands poised as if ready to strike at any moment. It was unexpected; just after dealing with two Golden Core cultivators, Shangguan Feng and Zhang Wei, a third one had shown up so soon.


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang tensed up immediately, sensing the tense atmosphere as if a fight could break out at any moment.


    ''Should we run? If we don''t run now, we might be caught in the aftermath of a battle between Golden Core cultivators.''


    When Tong Yijian saw Chu Xuan, he did not initiate a fight but instead slowly rose and smiled, "I am Tong Yijian, nice to meet you, fellow daoist."


    He exuded the aura of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow and casually withdrew his readiness to attack, a curious expression crossing his face.


    Late-stage Golden Core? If he remembered correctly, according to the intelligence Song Junjie and Qian Tang provided, among Shangguan Feng, Zhang Wei, and Tong Yijian, only Shangguan Feng was a mid-stage Golden Core. Zhang Wei and Tong Yijian were both at the early stage. How was it that Tong Yijian now appeared to be at the late-stage?


    The display of late-stage Golden Core cultivation might be intended to intimidate him. Given the unclear strength of the opponent, it was best not to act rashly.


    Thinking this, Chu Xuan also displayed a smile, "Fellow daoist Tong, it''s a pleasure to meet you."


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    Qian Tang looked confused, not understanding how the atmosphere had suddenly become so amicable. Song Junjie promptly pulled him aside, quickly stepping out of the hall.


    "The two seniors, please talk, we will wait outside."


    With a creak, the council hall doors shut tightly.


    Chu Xuan greeted with a fist and palm salute, smiling, "Elder Tong, it''s a pleasure. I am He Liang."


    Elder Tong Yijian returned the smile, "Fellow daoist He, to be so young and yet so accomplished! Truly, the new waves push the old waves forward!"


    Their exchange was filled with polite formalities until Tong Yijian finally spoke, "I wonder, fellow daoist He, what is your view on the Hundred Refinements Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect?"


    Chu Xuan replied immediately, "To be honest, I was but a Foundation Establishment wanderer from Yu Country, who, by a twist of fate in these chaotic times, managed to achieve Golden Core. In my view, the trend of major sects absorbing smaller ones is inevitable. The Hundred Sects Alliance is essentially scattered sand. We, as Golden Core cultivators, should simply choose a major sect to join."


    Chu Xuan smiled, "I wonder, Elder Tong, which sect''s elder are you?"


    Tong Yijian was momentarily taken aback, then burst into laughter, "Fellow daoist He is truly astute, recognizing my identity at a glance. Well, I won''t pretend any longer."


    Elder Tong Yijian said solemnly, "I am Elder Jian Yitong of the Hundred Refinements Sect. Would fellow daoist He be willing to join our sect?"


    Chu Xuan''s smile broadened, "An invitation from a major sect is not to be refused. I am willing!"


    Elder Jian Yitong was surprised by Chu Xuan''s readiness. He laughed heartily, "Very good! I will report this to my sect. Fellow daoist He, you just need to wait for that day to come."


    With that, he rose, gave a formal bow, and left Black Dragon Mountain with great strides.


    Chu Xuan watched his retreating figure, his expression one of amusement.


    This Jian Yitong had definitely been incognito in the Hundred Sects Alliance for a long time. He had previously manipulated Shangguan Feng and Zhang Wei to bind the alliance tightly together.


    Surely, it was a form of entrapment! Those small sects willing to band together against the major sects were probably already on his blacklist.


    It was indeed a clever strategy, significantly reducing the cost of absorbing the Hundred Sects Alliance. It seemed that the Heaven Burning Sect was still inferior to the Hundred Refinements Sect in this regard.


    As for joining the Heaven Burning Sect or the Hundred Refinements Sect, Chu Xuan was indifferent. Either would do. Major sects would inevitably absorb the smaller ones.


    His occupation of Black Dragon Mountain was simply because the situation was unclear, and he didn''t want to get too involved with one side, preferring to observe how things unfolded.


    Now, however, the situation had clarified. It was indeed time to join one side.


    Some say it''s better to be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish in a big pond. But that depends on the gap between the big and small ponds. If the gap is too large, why not be at the lower end of the top tier?


    Moreover, with Chu Xuan''s current strength, he didn''t see himself as being at the bottom among Golden Core cultivators. If the Hundred Refinements Sect didn''t offer him a fitting position, it would show their lack of discernment. Such a sect might not be worth joining after all.


    On the other side, Jian Yitong maneuvered his flying magic treasure, swiftly departing from Black Dragon Mountain.


    Initially, he maintained the appearance of a wise and distinguished cultivator, but after flying nearly a thousand li, he finally relaxed and let out a breath, his scalp tingling.


    "What level of cultivation does that guy have? Why can''t I see through him?" he wondered aloud. "From the moment he entered the hall, it seemed he was always ready with a killing move. Thankfully, I used a secret technique to disguise my aura, forcefully elevating it to late-stage Golden Core, which made him stand down his offensive. This is no simple matter; I must report back to the sect immediately."


    In a secluded stony mountain, Jian Yitong gathered his energy and focused, waiting for someone. Soon, a figure approached from the north, landing swiftly and revealing his true appearance¡ªa stern-looking middle-aged man.


    The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Senior Brother Jian, what urgent matter requires my personal attendance?"


    Jian Yitong hurriedly responded, "It is indeed a matter of urgency."


    He promptly recounted the mysterious disappearance of Shangguan Feng and Zhang Wei, and his own visit to meet Chu Xuan.


    The middle-aged man listened with some astonishment. "Shangguan Feng and Zhang Wei, one a fourth-layer and the other a third-layer Golden Core, were easily killed by him. What kind of strength does this person possess? Could he be, like Senior Brother Jian, at the sixth layer of Golden Core?"


    Jian Yitong spoke gravely, "I cannot discern his level of cultivation, but this man is certainly no ordinary individual. However, he has shown interest in joining our Hundred Refinements Sect. Perhaps you should personally report this to the sect master. A cultivator of such strength must not be allowed to be swayed by the Heaven Burning Sect."


    The stern middle-aged man nodded decisively, "Senior Brother Jian, your words are most prudent. I will return to the sect and report directly to the sect master. The master has always valued talent and will not miss the opportunity to recruit someone like He Liang."

 Chapter 144: Rules of the Black Dragon Mountain

    Five days later, four Golden Core cultivators from the Hundred Refinements Sect led a large number of disciples as they suddenly headed south overnight. Wherever they passed, the cultivators of the Hundred Sects Alliance surrendered at the sight of them.


    However, surrender did not guarantee survival; a list had already determined who would live and who would die. A bloody storm unfolded at every corner of the alliance.


    Yet, even on this murderous, wind-swept night under a dark moon, there was a peaceful sanctuary¡ªBlack Dragon Mountain.


    Song Junjie, Qian Tang, and about a dozen Qi cultivation disciples remained in the council hall. Even the Qi Refining disciples could hear the distant cries of slaughter in the pitch-black night. They shivered, fearing such a catastrophe could also descend upon them.


    Song Junjie looked around and calmly stated, "Fellow disciples, do not panic. We just need to stay calm and wait for this turmoil to subside."


    He was a smart man. When Elder Tong Yijian had proactively visited to discuss matters with their master, he knew Black Dragon Mountain was safe.


    Sure enough, as the Hundred Refinements Sect marched south, not a single person approached Black Dragon Mountain. This was clearly preferential treatment from the Hundred Refinements Sect.


    Qian Tang felt relieved inside. It was good to have a capable master; otherwise, they too might have been completely wiped out on this bloody night.


    Soon, the sun rose in the east, and the region had a new ruler¡ªBlack Dragon Mountain.


    Jian Yitong and a stern-looking middle-aged man arrived together. "Is fellow daoist He around?" Their voices boomed across Black Dragon Mountain.


    Chu Xuan, who had not left the cultivation world these past few days, appeared upon hearing them. The three entered the council hall.


    The stern middle-aged man smiled and introduced himself, "I am Mei Yaoguang, an elder of the Hundred Refinements Sect, and also a junior brother of the same sect lineage as Elder Jian."


    Chu Xuan greeted them with a fist and palm salute.


    Mei Yaoguang took out a daoist robe, an elder''s token, and a high-quality storage bag of immense capacity, handing them to Chu Xuan. "I have informed the sect master of everything about you, and he was delighted. He immediately agreed to have you join the Hundred Refinements Sect.


    He has also granted you authority over Black Dragon Mountain and a radius of three thousand li. Such a vast territory is indeed enviable even among other Golden Core elders."


    Mei Yaoguang continued smiling, "From now on, you are Elder He of the Hundred Refinements Sect, capable of establishing your own doctrines and teachings. You will have unrestricted access to the sect''s treasure and scripture vaults. Of course, exchanging various treasures still requires sect contributions."


    Chu Xuan accepted each item one by one, pondering the astuteness of the Hundred Refinements Sect. They had assigned the region around Black Dragon Mountain directly to him.


    At first glance, it seemed they were granting him the opportunity to establish his own sect there. In reality, they positioned him as a bulwark against the Heaven Burning Sect. Merely a few thousand li to the south lay the territory of the Heaven Burning Sect!


    Despite these thoughts, Chu Xuan''s face betrayed none of his emotions. Instead, he offered a smile, "Convey my thanks to the sect master for his generosity."


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    Mei Yaoguang, seeing Chu Xuan''s cooperative demeanor, smiled as well. "Of course." After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he piloted his flying magic treasure away.


    Jian Yitong looked towards Chu Xuan, his expression somewhat awkward. "Apologies, fellow daoist He. The territories of Yan country have already been allocated, and new Golden Core cultivators can only be assigned to this part of the Hundred Sects Alliance.


    However, my Heavenly Sword Sect is just beside you. In a few days, another newly advanced Golden Core elder will also come to establish his base here. The three of us will form a strategic triangle to support each other in case of any incidents. If the Heaven Burning Sect attacks, you need not worry¡ªour sect will defend us with all its might."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. The Hundred Refinements Sect''s bold move to absorb the Hundred Sects Alliance was undoubtedly backed by the confidence to disregard any non-aggression pacts. This, he was not worried about.


    After Jian Yitong departed, Song Junjie and Qian Tang scurried up to Chu Xuan and knelt silently before him, waiting for him to speak. Their lives were in his hands, after all.


    Chu Xuan spoke indifferently, "From now on, I am an elder of the Hundred Refinements Sect, and you are its disciples. This land within three thousand li is under the purview of our Black Dragon Mountain lineage."


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang''s eyes widened in surprise. Just like that, we''ve become disciples of the Hundred Refinements Sect? This was an enormous boon!


    Chu Xuan continued calmly, "I cultivate virtue, which you cannot learn. Thus, teach whatever you wish to teach, and propagate whatever you wish to propagate. Henceforth, our Black Dragon Mountain will embrace all streams and foster inclusivity."


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang exchanged looks.


    ''Cultivate virtue? Do you believe it?''


    ''I certainly don''t.''


    At that moment, Chu Xuan recalled the sources of sect contributions for the Hundred Refinements Sect. Besides eliminating enemies from opposing sects and fulfilling sect missions, a primary source was the successful instruction of disciples.


    A multitude of strong disciples would naturally bring abundant contributions. When the time came, whatever was needed could simply be exchanged with a wave of his hand.


    Chu Xuan stated casually, "As for cultivation, I have but one requirement."


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang immediately perked up their ears to listen.


    Chu Xuan stated indifferently, "Qi Refining disciples, once you have drawn qi into your body and embarked on the path of immortality, if you do not advance to the middle stage of Qi Refining within five years, you shall be transformed into a corpse puppet.


    Similarly, if a middle-stage Qi Qi Refining disciple does not break through to the late stage within five years, they too shall be made into a corpse puppet. The same applies to Foundation Establishment disciples."


    For those at the initial stage of Foundation Establishment, if they do not reach the middle stage within ten years. And those at the middle stage, if they do not advance to the late stage within ten years, they will all be turned into corpse puppets."


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang''s eyes widened in shock.


    You just said you cultivate virtue. Listen to yourself! Are these the words someone who cultivates virtue would say?


    "Hmm? Do you wish to say something?" Chu Xuan glanced at them.


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang shuddered as if a supreme beast had glanced at them.


    "We have nothing to say, absolutely nothing," Qian Tang said seriously.


    Chu Xuan continued, "There are too few Foundation Establishment cultivators. Within a month, Black Dragon Mountain must have at least five. The number of Qi Refining disciples is also insufficient; we need at least a hundred within a month. This task is also yours to handle."


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang were dumbfounded.


    Chu Xuan casually waved his hand, and several magic tools fell before them. "These are yours now, use them well. Perform well and there will be rewards."


    The two looked down and their eyes lit up. They were all high-grade magic tools, and there was even an top-grade magic tool!


    Chu Xuan casually added, "If you fail to complete the task, you two will also be turned into corpse puppets."


    The two shivered and quickly nodded their heads.


    After Chu Xuan left, Qian Tang managed a bitter smile, "Brother Song, what should we do?"


    Song Junjie said coldly, "To complete the master''s task is difficult yet simple."


    Qian Tang was puzzled, "What do you mean by simple?"


    A ruthless glint appeared in Song Junjie''s eyes, "Abduct them! If they don''t want to come to Black Dragon Mountain, we''ll make them. Aren''t you skilled in Gu techniques? Just like the master controls us, control those Foundation Establishment cultivators.


    With a month''s time and the master''s gifted magic tools, it''s more than enough! Once Black Dragon Mountain''s notorious reputation spreads, it won''t matter if no mortals come for the spiritual seed selection. Then we''ll go town by town, directly capturing mortals with spiritual roots and bringing them back!"


    Qian Tang took a sharp breath as if seeing Song Junjie in a new light.


    Qian Tang solemnly said, "Brother Song, you are ruthless enough. Let''s do it!"

 Chapter 145: Jian Yitongs Shock

    Several days later, two figures approached together. One was the white-haired Jian Yitong, and the other, a spirited young man exuding the aura of a Golden Core cultivator.


    "Elder He! I am Jian Yitong, may I have a moment of your time?" His voice echoed across Black Dragon Mountain, yet there was no sign of Chu Xuan, nor were Song Junjie and Qian Tang visible.


    Jian Yitong scratched his head in confusion. Where is everyone? The vast Black Dragon Mountain seemed devoid of any host.


    After dozens of breaths, a Qi Refining disciple, soaring on a flying sword, ascended into the sky.


    The disciple bowed respectfully, "I am Liu Qing, a disciple of Black Dragon Mountain, greetings, elder."


    Jian Yitong frowned, "Where is your grandmaster? Where are the two Foundation Establishment cultivators of Black Dragon Mountain? This is quite the neglect."


    Liu Qing bowed, "Elder Jian, the grandmaster is elusive, and both my master and Uncle Master Qian have left. May I know your business? Once my master returns, I will relay your message."


    Before Jian Yitong could respond, the young man sighed, "This is my first visit and I do not even get to meet Elder He. To be received by a mere disciple, does Elder He think little of a newly ascended Golden Core like me? Never mind, Elder Jian, I''ll return to my Thousand Hammer Peak. I have much to attend to and shall not waste more time here."


    With that, the young man rode the wind away, disappearing from view.


    Jian Yitong managed a wry smile, turning to Liu Qing, "Liu Qing, was it? Remember this. The one who left is the newly ascended Golden Core Elder, Yuan Zichu, who has established his Daoist hall at Thousand Hammer Peak.


    Fellow daoist Yuan, barely past thirty, has already reached the Golden Core phase, promising a boundless future. I brought him here specifically to pay respects to your Black Dragon Mountain''s ancient master, to form a good connection, alas...


    Ensure no discord arises between the two. When your master returns, make sure you relay my exact words to fellow daoist He."


    Liu Qing nodded, "Yes, I will report everything to the master as you said."


    After Jian Yitong departed, Liu Qing returned to his cultivation chamber to resume his relentless training.


    Had it not been for the arrival of a Golden Core cultivator, whose voice permeated Black Dragon Mountain and with no one appearing to welcome him, he would have preferred not to leave his chamber at all.


    With the rule that failing to advance to the late stage of Qi cultivation within five years results in transformation into a corpse puppet, his life was at stake¡ªwhere would he find the time for other concerns?


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang, busy capturing Foundation Establishment and Qi cultivation practitioners around the world, had even less time to spare. Each time they returned to Black Dragon Mountain, they only had time to drink some spiritual tea and eat some spiritual food before they had to leave again to continue capturing cultivators.


    Empowered by the magic tools bestowed by Chu Xuan, they moved without restraint. Unless a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator intervened, no other Foundation Establishment practitioners could challenge them.


    Within a month, the two of them astonishingly captured eighteen Foundation Establishment cultivators and over two hundred Qi cultivation disciples!


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    Such results greatly pleased Chu Xuan, who immediately rewarded them with various pills and talismans¡ªitems he found redundant but were highly useful for Foundation Establishment cultivators.


    However, the actions of Black Dragon Mountain had incensed Thousand Hammer Peak.


    A few days later, Yuan Zichu arrived at Black Dragon Mountain in a fury. His booming voice erupted, resonating throughout the mountain, "He Liang, come out!"


    His Golden Core cultivation unfurled recklessly, instilling genuine fear in every disciple on Black Dragon Mountain.


    At that moment, Song Junjie and Qian Tang, who had just returned with a few captured Foundation Establishment cultivators, quickly positioned themselves at the mountain gate.


    "Who goes there, and why do you address my master with such disrespect?" Song Junjie demanded sternly.


    Yuan Zichu, incredulous and further infuriated, retorted, "You don''t even know who I am? Your Black Dragon Mountain is truly discourteous! Accusing me of rudeness while being rude yourselves!"


    "He Liang! Come out! Your Black Dragon Mountain has raided my spiritual seedlings, five times!" Yuan Zichu''s tirade was abruptly cut off as his pupils dilated in alarm. He swiftly dodged to the side.


    A massive black python shot out from somewhere in Black Dragon Mountain, narrowly missing him. Had his reaction been any slower, he would have been struck solidly by the black python.


    Upon closer inspection, Yuan Zichu realized that it wasn''t a python at all, but a magic treasure radiating a fierce, chilling light.


    "Such a ferocious magic treasure!" he thought, shocked. He had not expected He Liang to possess such a formidable magic treasure, and his initial bluster diminished significantly.


    Before Yuan Zichu could speak again, a figure sped toward him at an incredible pace. The fist of this figure magnified rapidly¡ªonly a breath ago, it was still at the mountain gate, and the next, it was inches from his nose!


    Yuan Zichu''s heart pounded violently. From this unadorned fist, he sensed an immense threat¡ªa threat of death!


    He couldn''t fathom why such a thought occurred to him, but clearly, there was no time to dodge; he had to block this strike!


    Yuan Zichu swiftly formed a seal, and immediately, a tri-layered water-blue protective shield appeared in front of him, consisting of pale blue, azure, and deep blue layers.


    He slapped his storage bag, summoning three talismans that burst into flames and formed three layers of defense. Then, with a surge of his Spiritual Qi, he activated a small shield-shaped magic treasure to guard his face.


    Renowned as a prodigy within the Hundred Refinements Sect, Yuan Zichu had been nurtured as if born with a silver spoon. He was laden with an abundance of magic treasures, spells, and talismans.


    Had he not insisted, the sect master of the Hundred Refinements Sect would never have assigned him to establish his Daoist hall at Thousand Hammer Peak, preferring instead to keep him safe in the rear to continue his cultivation.


    Yuan Zichu thought to himself, "With so many defensive measures, I should be able to block this strike¡ª"


    However, before he could finish his thought, the fist, as large as a pot, smashed through the small shield magic treasure, shattered the talismans, and breached the spell defenses, aiming straight for his head!


    Yuan Zichu''s eyes nearly bulged out in shock. He only had time to shield his face with his life-bound magic treasure.


    Boom!


    The fist instantly cracked the life-bound magic treasure. Yuan Zichu''s body was hurled backward, spewing blood mid-air. His life-bound magic treasure dimmed and emitted mournful whines.


    Just as Chu Xuan was about to follow through with his punch to obliterate Yuan Zichu''s head, a streak of light approached from afar, shouting, "Elder He! Please refrain! Yuan Zichu is one of our own, an elder of the Hundred Refinements Sect!"


    Chu Xuan frowned and held back his strike. He had thought Yuan Zichu was merely a courier delivering treasures. Unbeknownst to him, the man was actually a Golden Core elder of the Hundred Refinements Sect. Thus, a direct killing was no longer an option.


    Jian Yitong rushed over to help Yuan Zichu up, inwardly dismayed by the growing rift this incident might cause.


    Yuan Zichu, clutching his chest and looking at Chu Xuan with fear, heard Jian Yitong begin to explain, but he quickly interrupted, bowing to Chu Xuan, "Elder He, I was presumptuous."


    "This fault is mine today. I should not have rushed to Black Dragon Mountain and questioned you without explanation." He then produced a magic treasure, "This treasure is called the Imperial Sky Mirror, a mid-grade flying magic treasure. I hope you will accept it."


    He bowed deeply to Chu Xuan, "May we consider the matter of the spiritual seedlings resolved, and I ask for your understanding and forgiveness."


    Jian Yitong''s eyes widened. Yuan Zichu was known for his pride and vengefulness. Why was he backing down today? And why was he offering a treasure so readily?

 Chapter 146: Hidden Mountain Gathering

    Not only was Jian Yitong astonished, but Chu Xuan was also somewhat surprised. From their brief encounter, he had discerned that this young man was certainly not of low status.


    Despite only being at the first layer of the Golden Core, he was adorned with treasures. Such a person either held a high status or possessed exceptional talents.


    Typically, aren''t such cultivators known for their vengeful nature?


    Yet, despite having his life-bound magic treasure nearly shattered by Chu Xuan, there was no hint of resentment in his eyes, no waiting for a future day of retribution.


    Instead, his demeanor softened, and he even proffered a mid-grade flying magic treasure¡ªan act completely at odds with the vindictive geniuses of typical cultivation novels.


    Seeing Chu Xuan remain silent, Yuan Zichu gritted his teeth and pulled out three Golden Core-stage talismans. "Elder He, here are two Earth Prison Talismans and one Five Thunder Talisman, all crafted by myself."


    Jian Yitong was immediately taken aback. Yuan Zichu was a well-known talisman master within the Hundred Refinements Sect.


    The Earth Prison Talisman he crafted could detain enemies for a longer duration than those made by other talisman masters. The Five Thunder Talisman also boasted greater power.


    Other Golden Core cultivators would usually seek to purchase talismans from him, yet here he was, offering three to Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan''s expression remained unchanged, "Since that is the case, I shall accept them."


    With a sweep of his hand, he collected the mirror and the three talismans into his pouch. Treasures offered on a silver platter should never be declined.


    Yuan Zichu finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Chu Xuan take the magic treasures and talismans.


    Although Jian Yitong might not have understood, Yuan had recognized Chu Xuan''s strength during their confrontation.


    A body cultivator, and one who had cultivated his physical body to an incredibly strong realm¡ªpotentially capable of contending with late-stage Golden Core cultivators!


    Body refining consumes a tremendous amount of resources and is considered a path against the natural order in these times. That He Liang had achieved such a state indicated either extraordinary talent or substantial resources.


    Either way, Yuan Zichu did not wish to provoke him. Although he was known for his vindictiveness, he also knew whom he could afford to retaliate against and whom he could not.


    Clearly, the master of Black Dragon Mountain was not someone he could afford to antagonize.


    Yuan Zichu smiled, "Elder He, my Daoist hall is located six thousand li east of Black Dragon Mountain, on Thousand Hammer Peak. When you have time, I would be honored to host you."


    With those words, he rode the winds away, vanishing in the blink of an eye, though it seemed almost as if he was fleeing.


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang were simultaneously delighted and shocked, with a tinge of melancholy. While they were pleased with their master''s growing strength, it also meant that they would likely never escape his control.


    Jian Yitong blinked, the initial surprise giving way to understanding as he realized that Yuan Zichu was indeed frightened by Chu Xuan. This was why he had offered treasures and talismans, fearing that Chu Xuan might harbor intentions to kill.


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    "Let''s all go back," Chu Xuan dismissed with a wave of his hand.


    Jian Yitong cleared his throat and spoke in a low voice, "The Heaven Burning Sect is about to make its move; I suspect they''ll act against us soon. A senior Golden Core cultivator I know has organized a gathering of Golden Core cultivators. You just need to swallow a Transformative Voice Pill to attend, and no one will know who you are.


    Elder He, if you are interested, it might be worth checking out. I assume you haven''t gathered enough sect contributions to exchange for items yet, and such a gathering could present valuable opportunities."


    Chu Xuan appeared contemplative. A Golden Core assembly sounded promising indeed. Perhaps he could acquire a thunder python core there, which could advance his realm into the Golden Core phase in Qi refining.


    As for the Transformative Voice Pill, being a master of disguise, he was well aware of it¡ªa pill that allowed one to alter one''s appearance and voice. His storage bag still contained many such items, and his current disguise techniques were far more advanced than what the pill offered. He could easily discern others'' disguises while remaining undetected himself.


    If Jian Yitong was setting a trap, or if the Golden Core assembly harbored hidden dangers, that would suit him even better! His thirty layers of body refinement were not just for show.


    "When and where?" Chu Xuan asked.


    "Six days from now, in Divine Star Valley," Jian Yitong replied, producing a jade slip. "You will need this to enter."


    "Good," Chu Xuan nodded.


    ...


    Six days later, Divine Star Valley.


    The spiritual qi here was not particularly dense, but it had always been regarded as a sacred site by the Divine Star Sect, for it was from this valley that the sect''s founder had embarked on the path that led to the establishment of the mighty Divine Star Sect.


    However, since the sect had uneventfully dissolved, the valley had been plundered by rogue cultivators and had become a ruin. No one visited this "sacred site" of a fallen sect anymore.


    A streak of light cut through the sky as Chu Xuan landed in the valley. "An array, and a large-scale illusionary one at that. Impressive," he noted with a light chuckle.


    He took out a jade slip from his storage bag. The slip seemed to sense something and flew out on its own, casting a beam of light. Where the light touched, a screen of light split open before him. Through the screen, one could see a completely different world.


    Chu Xuan stepped forward confidently. The scenery transformed instantly before him, revealing a long table and several scattered chairs.


    Twelve cultivators were seated on the chairs, most of them cautiously spaced apart, although a few who seemed to know each other sat closer.


    As Chu Xuan entered, all twelve Golden Core cultivators turned their gazes towards him. He returned their looks without hesitation.


    Before arriving at Divine Star Valley, he had ingested a "Grand Transformation Pill" he had concocted himself. Not only had his appearance and voice changed, but even his physique was altered.


    Moreover, he had concealed his aura using the Turtle Breath Technique. No matter how the others tried to probe, they could only discern that he was a mid-stage Golden Core Qi cultivator, with no visible signs of his body refinement.


    A burly man burst into laughter, "Hahaha, another fellow Daoist has arrived, welcome!"


    "Please, take a seat," he gestured.


    Chu Xuan casually chose a seat and began to survey the twelve Golden Cores. None wore masks, evidently having consumed transformative form and voice pills.


    However, with his profound expertise in disguise, Chu Xuan could still identify several individuals whose features had been altered by the pills. Yet, whether the appearances revealed by the pills were genuine was debatable.


    For instance, Chu Xuan himself was using the alias ''He Liang'' and a face that was not his own.


    After scanning the room, he spotted Jian Yitong. The old man had transformed himself into a strikingly handsome young man in white, flirtatiously interacting with a voluptuous woman whose seductive gaze was like silk.


    "The holders of the jade slips have all arrived, good," remarked the burly man after a pause. He smiled and continued, "Since we have three newcomers today, I will reiterate the rules of the Hidden Mountain Gathering.


    First, the Hidden Mountain Gathering does not discriminate based on alignment, sect, or nationality; anyone is welcome to trade here."


    Second, members of the Hidden Mountain Gathering should address each other by codenames and must not reveal their real names or identities. Of course, if you choose to disclose your identity, you must bear the consequences yourself.


    Third, no member may reveal the existence of the Hidden Mountain Gathering to outsiders. Violators will be pursued and executed by all members of the gathering!"


    As he delivered the last rule, the tone of the burly man turned unmistakably stern.

 Chapter 147: The Reward of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace

    Chu Xuan''s eyebrows twitched upon hearing this.


    Hidden Mountain Gathering? Had Jian Yitong, the elderly master, inexplicably drawn him into an organization?


    He glanced at Jian Yitong and was struck by the sight of the old man no longer exchanging flirtatious glances with the voluptuous female cultivator but sitting upright in apparent confusion.


    It seemed he too did not understand why a straightforward Golden Core cultivator meeting had suddenly been dubbed the so-called Hidden Mountain Gathering.


    Chu Xuan surveyed the other cultivators without betraying his thoughts, noticing a fleeting emotion in some eyes that mirrored his own.


    However, these signs were swiftly concealed. After all, they were all cultivators who had achieved the Golden Core stage, well-practiced in controlling their emotions.


    The burly man continued, "Perhaps some of you wish not to join the Hidden Mountain Gathering, and that is fine. You only need to swear not to disclose the existence of it and you may leave."


    "Of course, the oath you take is not a heart-devouring oath but one that I dictate," he added, producing a talisman paper with something inscribed on it.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow.


    Making a heart-devouring oath oneself and abiding by an oath set by another were entirely different matters. Sorcerers had numerous ways to circumvent self-imposed heart-devouring oaths, but an oath imposed by another left no loopholes.


    The twelve Golden Core cultivators fell into silence, yet none rose to leave.


    Seeing this, the burly man smiled and said, "Good, then let''s officially begin this session of the Hidden Mountain Gathering. Let me introduce myself first; my codename is Black Chess. I organize each meeting of the Hidden Mountain Gathering, and I will notify you of the specific times and places through the Hidden Mountain Jade," he said, holding up the jade slip. "Here, this little trinket."


    Black Chess smiled again, "Oh, and any member who fails to attend five consecutive meetings will be assumed dead. Let''s start the introductions from you," Black Chess directed, turning to the person on his left.


    The man, lean and wiry, responded calmly, "Codename, Flying Fish."


    After him, the next person stated, "Sky Stone."


    One by one, codenames were announced. Jian Yitong''s codename was "righteousness," a choice that seemed ironic considering his earlier lascivious demeanor.


    When it was Chu Xuan''s turn, he simply stated his codename and fell silent.


    Heartless.


    That was the codename he had chosen for himself, aptly reflecting his persona.


    He meticulously memorized the codenames of all present, ensuring he knew each participant clearly.


    "Alright, let''s begin the trading," Black Chess said with a smile. "Everyone, please announce the items you wish to trade. Whether it''s one-on-one or one-to-many exchanges, that''s up to you."


    Flying Fish immediately responded, "A mid-grade magic treasure, named the Mystical Mirror. It can delay the Spiritual Qi of an opponent. The price is forty thousand small spiritual stones."


    Sky Stone added, "A mid-grade Golden Core spiritual secret technique, the Soul Vortex. It has three levels, and upon mastering the third, one can devour an opponent''s soul. I ask for sixty thousand small spiritual stones."


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    One by one, items were placed on the long table, each enveloped in Spiritual Qi.


    Chu Xuan listened with keen interest. However, after calculating his resources, he realized he could afford only one of these items. The price of magic treasures and secret techniques skyrockets upon entering the Golden Core path.


    He recalled Shangguan Feng and Zhang Wei, both Golden Core cultivators who had not been targeted by either the Hundred Refinements Sect or the Heaven Burning Sect.


    Perhaps their ability to escape amidst chaos and live luxuriously within the territory of the Hundred Sects Alliance was partly due to their substantial familial wealth. Those with scant resources naturally lacked power, and predators focused on fatter sheep, allowing the likes of them to escape and thrive.


    Chu Xuan continued to listen, noting that some were trading special treasures from the Heaven Burning Sect. Perhaps these were Golden Core cultivators from that sect.


    The Hidden Mountain Gathering was indeed intriguing, with Golden Core cultivators from the Heaven Burning Sect and the Hundred Refinements Sect coming together for mutual benefit.


    Suddenly, a voice rang out, "Information, a bounty from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace. This bounty was issued directly by the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace to the Nascent Soul elders of the major sects in the Northern Cold, Southern Wildness, Eastern Border, and Western Land. Most Golden Core cultivators are unaware of it. The reward is... the corpses of three Nascent Soul stage cultivators."


    After these words, all eyes turned toward the speaker.


    Chu Xuan''s eyes flickered with interest. The person who spoke was codenamed "White Water." His appearance and aura were quite ordinary, so Chu Xuan hadn''t paid much attention to him before. But now, he understood that this man was far from simple.


    Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, which Chu Xuan had researched alongside the Nether Dao Sect, was the supreme ruler of the Mystic Azure Realm, unmatched by any other.


    Mystic Azure Realm was a cultivation star known to the lower-tier cultivators simply as Mystic Azure Realm. To the more powerful cultivators, it was referred to as Mystic Azure Star.


    Feather Transformation Heaven Palace dominated the Central Continent of Mystic Azure Star, where the Spiritual Qi was richest. It largely ignored the other forces on the star, adopting a hands-off approach.


    The Nether Dao Sect was once a colossal sect that stood shoulder to shoulder with Feather Transformation Heaven Palace. However, one day, the ancestral ground of the Nether Dao Sect vanished without a trace, leading to the sect''s downfall.


    Feather Transformation Heaven Palace then absorbed the "remnants" of the Nether Dao Sect, solidifying its position as the absolute dominator of Mystic Azure Star.


    Historically, Feather Transformation Heaven Palace rarely imposed any demands on other sects. Yet, why had they suddenly issued a bounty now?


    The bounty offered was even the corpses of three Nascent Soul cultivators, whose bodies were undecayed, with their potent life force entirely locked within.


    These three Nascent Soul corpses could be used in corpse refinement, puppet crafting, or even as cauldrons, offering endless possibilities.


    With the announcement of this bounty, all sects would undoubtedly be driven into a frenzy. Every Golden Core present surely harbored covetous thoughts.


    As expected.


    As soon as White Water finished speaking, Black Chess, Flying Fish, and Sky Stone, among others, all turned their attention towards him.


    "I wish to hear this piece of information," declared Black Chess immediately.


    "So do I," another chimed in.


    "Seconded," echoed a third.


    Chu Xuan also voiced his agreement.


    In a mere moment, all twelve Golden Cores in the room expressed their desire to hear the information.


    White Water held up a finger, "Ten thousand small spiritual stones per person, or the equivalent."


    With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Chu Xuan transferred ten thousand small spiritual stones into a low-grade storage bag and tossed it over. The other cultivators did the same without hesitation.


    Once the payments were settled, White Water calmly disclosed, "The bounty issued by Feather Transformation Heaven Palace targets two resurrected prodigies of the Nether Dao Sect. The first, Overlord Shang Tianjue. The second, Shang Xingchen the Ghost Dragon."


    Upon hearing this, the room was filled with astonishment.


    The Nether Dao Sect? Two resurrected prodigies?


    A spark of realization flashed through Chu Xuan''s mind, instantly recalling the underground ruins in the Cloud Mist Mountains. That place was the Ghost Palace of the Nether Dao Sect.


    Could it be that cultivators from the past era of the Nether Dao Sect had emerged from there?


    White Water continued, "As you may know, the Nether Dao Sect comprises four palaces: Ghost Palace, Gu Palace, Corpse Palace, and Blood Palace. These palaces are distributed throughout Mystic Azure Star, including both true and false palaces. The Ghost Palace in the Misty Mountains a few years ago was one such false palace.


    Feather Transformation Heaven Palace''s diviners have foreseen a potential resurgence of the Nether Dao Sect, led by either Shang Tianjue or Shang Xingchen, both of whom vanished around five hundred years ago when the sect was annihilated."


    White Water stated evenly, "The bounty from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace is clear: find them, dead or alive, and bring them to the gates of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace in the Central Continent."

 Chapter 148: Lone Wolves

    Upon hearing White Water''s words, the cultivators present all began to scheme quietly.


    Compared to the imminent war between the Hundred Refinement Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect, the bounty from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace was far more enticing.


    Possessing the corpses of three Nascent Soul cultivators, what more could they worry about? They could even disregard the Hundred Refinement Sect and the Heaven Burning Sect, striding boldly across the entire Mystic Azure Star!


    Moreover, the Nascent Soul ancestors of the Heaven Burning Sect and the Hundred Refinement Sect, upon learning of this bounty, would likely slow their war efforts to focus entirely on capturing Shang Tianjue and Shang Xingchen.


    Chu Xuan harbored some thoughts on this matter as well. But they were just thoughts. He did not believe that Shang Tianjue and Shang Xingchen, who had resurrected, would be easy to kill.


    If they could emerge from underground ruins and survive across five centuries, it indicated they certainly had powerful backing. Excessive greed might well lead to fatal consequences.


    Rather than the bounty from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, Chu Xuan found White Water''s identity more intriguing. If this bounty was directly issued by Feather Transformation Heaven Palace to the Nascent Soul ancestors of various sects across Mystic Azure Star, how could a Golden Core cultivator like him be aware of it?


    However, Chu Xuan only pondered these thoughts. The twelve Golden Cores present were each exceptional and of unknown background. His greatest reliance was his body refined through thirty layers, making him capable of defeating any one of them in single combat, but at the cost of exposing some of his secrets and possibly sustaining injuries.


    Chu Xuan never engaged in acts that were more trouble than they were worth.


    The trading continued.


    When it was Chu Xuan''s turn, he produced a small bottle. "Qi-Binding Dust. Once inhaled, it prevents the target from using their internal Spiritual Qi and from absorbing Spiritual Qi from the environment. Effective against Golden Core cultivators. Six thousand small spiritual stones per bottle. If anyone has a Thunder attribute serpent demon core from the Foundation Establishment stage, I am willing to purchase it at a high price."


    This Qi-Binding Dust was a poison he had acquired from the "Venom Scripture." After much consideration, it was the only item he felt safe to trade. The other poisons he possessed were too potent; trading them might bring unnecessary trouble upon himself.


    As for magical tools, elixirs, and talismans, most were suited only for Foundation Establishment cultivators and were not worthy of offering here.


    Chu Xuan already had the antidote for the Qi-Binding Dust, which was why he dared to offer it in the trade.


    "I''ll take it," Black Chess''s eyes sparkled as he spoke, "I happen to have three demon cores that meet your requirements. We can discuss the trade in private later."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly.


    None of the other offerings caught his eye. He only found the Golden Core mid-grade spiritual sense secret technique appealing, but he had already condensed the Soul Core, granting him immense spiritual strength. Even a lower-grade Golden Core technique like the "Soul Piercing Needle" could be immensely powerful in his hands.


    As for magic treasures and elixirs, they were even less appealing. His physical body was now comparable to a mid-grade magic treasure. Unless someone offered a superior-grade magic treasure, he was not even interested in looking.


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    Regarding elixirs, only those with special properties could be of some use to him. He disregarded elixirs that enhanced the Golden Core stage.


    With an abundance of Yin Evil Qi and blood honey, he had no need for such cultivation-boosting elixirs.


    Instead, he was interested in elixirs that could help his corpse puppet or ghost breakthrough bottlenecks.


    Hu, since merging with his spirit root and consuming the corpses of Golden Core cultivators, had rapidly ascended to the level of a ninth-grade corpse general.


    Unfortunately, he seemed to be at a bottleneck, unable to condense a corpse core and advance to the rank of corpse commander.


    Suddenly, another person spoke, "I have information on the Nether Dao Sect that might be useful in finding Shang Tianjue and Shang Xingchen."


    At this statement, the eyebrows of the Golden Core cultivators present all raised, though none immediately spoke up to buy the information.


    Chu Xuan glanced at the speaker, whose codename was Deep Sea.


    "I''m somewhat interested; let''s hear it," said Jian Yitong with a few strange laughs.


    "I am also interested, name your price," Sky Stone added.


    Deep Sea held up five fingers, "This information has some value, but not a lot¡ªthree thousand small spiritual stones should suffice."


    Black Chess looked around, noticing everyone''s interest, and suggested, "Then let''s do it like before, everyone contributes three thousand small spiritual stones, how about it?"


    "Agreed."


    "Acceptable."


    After everyone contributed three thousand small spiritual stones, Deep Sea spoke solemnly, "When the Heaven Burning Sect marched north, after swallowing the Heavenly Seal Sect, they ousted the Divine Star Sect and dominated the Misty Mountains.


    At that time, the Heaven Burning Sect had dispatched a Golden Core cultivator to lead a large group of cultivators to guard the Ghost Palace of the Nether Dao Sect there.


    However, after some time, that Golden Core cultivator was declared missing, and so were the cultivators who followed him to guard that place. That Ghost Palace might be a fake, but perhaps something emerged from it."


    After hearing this information, everyone present pondered quietly, opting to remain silent.


    When each person had reported in turn, it was time for private trading.


    Black Chess actively approached Chu Xuan, stretching out his hand to reveal three demon cores. Each core was the size of a fist, smooth, and emitted an aura of thunder and lightning.


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, "Foundation Establishment stage demon cores typically go for around five hundred small spiritual stones. I''ll offer six hundred each. How does that sound?"


    Black Chess nodded, "If you need more of these demon cores, I have more available."


    Chu Xuan acknowledged with a nod.


    Moments later, the transaction was completed.


    He then acquired a Grand Yin Mystic Evil Pill from a Golden Core cultivator codenamed "Snow Mountain" for three thousand small spiritual stones, which could aid a corpse puppet in condensing a corpse core.


    Two hours later, the private trading session concluded.


    Black Chess declared the gathering over and mentioned that the time of the next meeting would be communicated at an appropriate moment.


    The Golden Core cultivators began to leave one by one.


    Chu Xuan was the first to leave, but he immediately hid outside the Divine Star Valley. He was intent on following some of them but discovered that these individuals were exceedingly cunning.


    Some used flying magic treasures that disappeared in the blink of an eye, others circled around confusingly, and some, like Jian Yitong, simply stayed in the valley pretending to admire the scenery until everyone else had left.


    However, Chu Xuan''s spiritual sense detected that three individuals were still hidden in this relatively small area of the Divine Star Valley. He shook his head in amusement.


    Chu Xuan stood up, dusted off his pants, and decided to leave, "Boring, let''s go."


    As he stood, he deliberately glanced at the three hidden individuals, making it clear he had spotted them.


    The three sensed they were discovered but showed no embarrassment. They too stood up, bowed to each other, and then dispersed.


    With that, the now-ruined Divine Star Valley finally returned to tranquility.


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    At the Haotai Hotel.


    As soon as Chu Xuan returned, he summoned Hu to his side. He produced the Grand Yin Mystic Evil Pill Pill, "This will be very helpful for you to condense your corpse core. Eat it."


    Without suspicion, Hu swallowed the pill immediately. Soon after, he closed his eyes, and a faint yin qi began to gather around him.


    "The Yin Evil Qi here is insufficient; we need to go to the great array."


    Chu Xuan picked up Hu and threw him into the tower, then headed straight for the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array.

 Chapter 149: An Inter-sect Disciple Competition

    After arriving at the array, Chu Xuan threw Hu into it. He then thought for a moment and decided to retrieve several tens of kilograms of blood honey from the bee nest, placing it beside Hu.


    Soon, the Yin Evil Qi began to converge towards Hu, gradually forming a dense, dark purple cocoon around his body. It seemed that it would take at least a year or two for the corpse core to condense.


    Chu Xuan then settled himself down within the formation. He had acquired three thunder python demon cores from Black Chess, and it was an opportune moment to condense his own Golden Core, advancing his cultivation from the Qi Refinement to the Golden Core stage.


    Swallowing the three thunder python demon cores, Chu Xuan immediately began compressing the Spiritual Qi within his body.


    "Foundation Establishment cultivators search high and low for thunder python demon cores, yet I easily obtained them from Golden Core cultivators at a Hidden Mountain Gathering. Indeed, the circles one moves in can make a significant difference in what one acquires." Chu Xuan smiled lightly.


    He then calmed his mind and began compressing his Spiritual Qi according to the "Thunder Python Core Condensation Technique."


    Each demon core had its intricacies, and the method of condensing a core varied with different types of demonic beasts. There were no shortcuts in the process of compressing Spiritual Qi; it was a slow and steady effort.


    After eight months of repeatedly emptying and refilling his Spiritual Qi, Chu Xuan felt an expanding sensation within the demon core, signaling that it was almost time to condense the Golden Core. Another eight months passed.


    Chu Xuan''s aura surged wildly as the demon core continued to rotate, collapse, and harden.


    At a certain moment, the thunder python demon core finally collapsed into a smooth, round Golden Core, surrounded by crackling thunder, with the pattern of a coiled python etched on its surface. This was the mark of a Beast Golden Core.


    The moment the Golden Core was formed, Chu Xuan opened his eyes, a look of satisfaction on his face.


    "With a Golden Core swallowed, from now on, my fate is in my own hands!" He chuckled to himself, feeling that such old sayings were somewhat pretentious. After all, he could now easily burst a mere Golden Core with a single punch.


    Chu Xuan stood up, looking towards the center of the formation where Hu was enveloped in a large, dark purple cocoon. There were no signs of the cocoon breaking open.


    Just as Chu Xuan was about to leave, he heard a faint crackling sound from the surface of the cocoon. His expression brightened, "It seems we''re also nearing the final stage."


    Chu Xuan decided to sit down beside the formation, studying the "Venom Scripture" while waiting. He discovered that although his talent in the path of alchemy was mediocre, he excelled in the art of poison.


    His storage bag now contained six types of poisons capable of killing Golden Core cultivators¡ªthree with color, two with smell, and the strongest being colorless and odorless, a truly formidable poison.


    However, Chu Xuan suddenly had a new inspiration. He thought of designing a poison that could latch onto an opponent''s Spiritual Qi during combat. Once the enemy retracted their Spiritual Qi, the poison would enter directly into their Golden Core, attacking it from within!


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    Several days passed, and the cracks on the surface of the dark purple cocoon multiplied, spreading like a spider web.


    Finally, on the tenth day, under Chu Xuan''s expectant gaze, the cocoon shattered piece by piece.


    A figure, far more robust and imposing than before, emerged from the remains of the cocoon. Hu now stood nearly five meters tall, his body covered in dense bone armor that could expand and contract at will.


    His arms and legs were muscular, bulging like rocks, and Chu Xuan had no doubt about the immense strength flowing through them¡ªenough to crush a Golden Core on the spot!


    "Master!" Hu called out excitedly.


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, "Come on, hit me with a few punches! Let''s see whether my thirty layers of body refining are stronger, or your new rank as a first-level Corpse Commander!"


    Hu immediately slid to his knees, "Hu dares not attack the master, but without a doubt, the master''s strength is greater."


    Chu Xuan cocked his head, "You won''t hit me? Then I''ll hit you."


    At that, Hu charged forward with a punch, "Master, here I come!"


    Pound, pound, pound!


    The sound of fists hitting flesh echoed throughout the formation, like thunder. Laughter followed soon after.


    A man and a corpse, they fought vigorously, reveling in the combat. The wandering souls around them dared not approach, fearing they might be caught up in the fray.


    ...


    Several days later, at Black Dragon Mountain.


    "An inter-sect disciple competition? No, I won''t go," Chu Xuan said, shaking his head upon hearing the reports from Song Junjie and Qian Tang.


    The Hundred Refinements Sect had thirty-five Golden Core cultivators. Aside from two who were in closed-door cultivation and did not accept disciples, the other thirty-three had established their own sub-sects.


    The inter-sect disciple competition was intended to rank the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining disciples among these thirty-three sub-sects. A victory for his disciples would reflect well on him as their master, but Chu Xuan was indifferent to such recognition.


    Back when he was part of the Heavenly Seal Sect, there had been similar competitions, and Chu Xuan had never participated. Now, even though he was considered a peer of Wan Wuying, his feelings hadn''t changed.


    Qian Tang, looking deferential, added, "Master... the top ten disciples in both Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining not only receive personal rewards, their masters also receive substantial contributions rewards..."


    Chu Xuan, appearing benevolent, responded, "Then go ahead. You''ve all been practicing diligently; it''s a good opportunity to test your skills."


    "Don''t disgrace me," he added offhandedly.


    The contributions were inconsequential to him. His primary interest was in seeing the disciples of Black Dragon Mountain perform well and make a name for themselves. Hmm, that''s it.


    "Master, will you be attending?" Qian Tang asked quietly.


    Chu Xuan shook his head. "I won''t go; it would only add pressure on you."


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang muttered under their breaths, acknowledging that even Chu Xuan was aware of the pressure his presence could cause. They nodded vigorously, "We understand!"


    ...


    The competition lasted for ten days. The other thirty-two sub-sects were left somewhat shocked by the performance of the Black Dragon Mountain disciples.


    In the Foundation Establishment category, Black Dragon Mountain secured four of the top ten spots. In the Qi Refining category, they claimed three.


    This inter-sect competition saw the long-established sub-sects overshadowed, with only Black Dragon Mountain shining bright like a dark, polished stallion¡ªso dazzling that it left others unable to open their eyes.


    Chu Xuan watched as his elder token''s contributions surged, grinning from ear to ear.


    The cultivators from Black Dragon Mountain had been training hard under his encouragement, rapidly advancing their realms and earning him a lot of contributions.


    Now, with such outstanding results, he felt even more gratified. Indeed, he was a good master.


    ...


    Original Dao Peak.


    This was where the Hundred Refinements Sect''s scripture pavilion was located. After the competition ended, Chu Xuan made his way there immediately.


    Having achieved Golden Core status, he needed to continue his practice with Golden Core stage techniques. His late master had only had time to impart the core condensation technique and not any Golden Core stage methods, so now he had to exchange for them himself.


    The scripture pavilion was a nine-story pagoda. In front of it was a vast square, bustling with disciples coming and going.


    Chu Xuan flew down to the square using his Imperial Sky Mirror. His elder token, hanging at his waist, clearly identified his status. As he passed, disciples bowed in respect. However, once he was far enough away, they began to whisper among themselves.

 Chapter 150: Black Heart Ancestor?

    "That''s the master of Black Dragon Mountain, the so-called ''Black Heart Ancestor''? Truly, seeing is believing!" one disciple murmured as Chu Xuan approached the scripture pavilion.


    "I heard the cultivators at Black Dragon Mountain train fanatically every day, and those who don''t meet the requirements get turned into corpse puppets!" another whispered, a mix of fear and fascination in their voice.


    "That''s brutal! Isn''t that a method of the demonic path?" questioned a third, their face creased in disapproval.


    "If you ask me, other sub-sects also use demonic methods; they just hide them better. The Black Heart Ancestor just puts it all out in the open," a fourth disciple chimed in, trying to sound pragmatic.


    "Because of the Black Dragon Mountain affair... our Mystic Wind Cave''s Golden Core ancestor has also issued an order¡ªthose who don''t meet the standards will be expelled from the sect," a fifth shared, his tone a mix of resignation and anxiety.


    "The same goes for my Flying Dragon Mansion!" another agreed, nodding vigorously.


    The disciples'' voices, though subdued, carried to Chu Xuan. His soul, strengthened by the Soul Core, was far more potent than that of most Golden Core cultivators, allowing him to overhear their quiet complaints.


    "Black Heart Ancestor? That title actually suits my persona quite well," Chu Xuan mused a hint of amusement in his tone. "Unknowingly, has Black Dragon Mountain stirred up the entire Hundred Refinements Sect?"


    He chuckled lightly, finding the situation both ironic and slightly flattering.


    As Chu Xuan strode into the scripture pavilion, the elderly cultivator guarding the entrance noticed the waves of invisible energy emanating from the Golden Core elder token at Chu Xuan''s waist. The old man jumped up from his seat, startled awake from his dozing.


    "Greetings, Elder!" the old cultivator said with deep respect.


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, "I wish to exchange for Golden Core stage techniques."


    "The Golden Core techniques are on the seventh floor," the elder quickly informed.


    With a nod, Chu Xuan flashed to the seventh floor of the pavilion. This level was meticulously organized, filled with a vast array of scriptures¡ªtechniques for Qi cultivation, spiritual sense secrets, and even body refining methods were all available.


    Chu Xuan passed by the sections containing lower and mid-grade Golden Core techniques, heading straight for the areas dedicated to superior and top-grade techniques. His gaze swept over the titles:


    Heavenly River Heavy Water Scroll


    Blood Refinement True Art


    Three Thousand Mysterious Threads Chapter


    Raising an eyebrow, Chu Xuan noted to himself, ''The Hundred Refinement Sect''s scripture pavilion certainly has an abundance of demonic arts.''


    Yet, he did not see any overtly sinister or nefarious techniques, nor any methods explicitly for corpse refining¡ªonly puppet crafting was mentioned.


    But in truth, what difference was there between crafting puppets from wood and stone versus from corpses? The terminology might vary, but the essence was the same.


    From this, it was evident that the Hundred Refinements Sect did not particularly concern itself with the distinctions between the righteous and demonic paths.


    "The pinnacle technique for the Golden Core stage, the ''Yin Thunder Evil Technique,'' requires three thousand sect contributions. It''s you!"


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    Chu Xuan flipped through the tome, nodding in satisfaction.


    This ''Yin Thunder Evil Technique'' pursued a path of bold strikes and grand gestures. Once mastered, it rendered one fearless against the heavenly thunder, a favorite among many demonic cultivators.


    Yet, if one were to cultivate this technique by absorbing ordinary thunder Spiritual Qi, progress would be excruciatingly slow. It demanded the absorption of yin thunder to hasten cultivation.


    Additionally, this technique necessitated the prior mastery of a Foundation Establishment stage technique, the ''Five Thunder Technique'' or the ''Mysterious Demise Technique.''


    Naturally, this posed no issue for Chu Xuan. With his prior experience cultivating the ''Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture,'' mastering another Foundation Establishment stage technique was trivial.


    As for the yin thunder, it could only be formed through the combination of Yin Evil Qi and thunder Spiritual Qi, a process fraught with difficulties.


    However, for Chu Xuan, it was merely a matter of exerting some effort. Once the formation was established, the yin thunder would roll forth in an instant, a mighty deluge of yin qi for his use alone, unclaimable by others.


    As Chu Xuan was about to depart from the scripture pavilion, he encountered someone ascending the stairs¡ªit was Yuan Zichu.


    Upon seeing Chu Xuan, Yuan could not help but smile awkwardly. He vividly remembered how Chu Xuan had shattered his formidable defenses with a single punch.


    "Fellow daoist He, what a fortunate encounter," he greeted with a forced smile. "Congratulations on Black Dragon Mountain''s grand victory in the recent sect-wide disciple competition."


    Yuan''s Thousand Hammer Peak, recently established, had few disciples. In this competition, they had indeed ranked first¡ªalas, from the bottom.


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, then brushed past him. Y


    uan Zichu, a clever man, rarely left Thousand Hammer Peak, making it challenging for Chu Xuan to eliminate him covertly.


    Over time, Chu Xuan had grown indifferent to him.


    From the corner of his eye, Yuan noticed the ''Yin Thunder Evil Technique'' in Chu Xuan''s hand and was visibly taken aback. The technique was notoriously difficult to master, only advancing rapidly with the aid of yin thunder.


    "Fellow daoist He," Yuan coughed lightly, "I know of a cavern underground that harbors yin thunder, which might aid your cultivation. However, there resides a powerful Golden Core stage demonic beast, necessitating our collaboration..."


    Chu Xuan smiled, "No need. I am not fond of taking risks, nor do I relish conflict."


    Confused, Yuan watched as Chu Xuan walked away without hesitation. How could a cultivator not embrace risks for the sake of fierce advancement? This He Liang was truly peculiar.


    After leaving the scripture pavilion, Chu Xuan headed to the treasure pavilion. With over ten thousand sect contributions to his name, purchasing was a simple matter. After selecting some treasures, he quickly made his exit.


    "Form the array!"


    Chu Xuan stood firm within the array. With a sweep of his consciousness, seventy-two array flags descended one by one, ultimately interconnecting to form an intricate and arcane pattern.


    This was the ''Grand Thunder Transformation Array,'' a mid-grade Golden Core formation that Chu Xuan had exchanged for four hundred contribution points from the Hundred Refinement Sect''s treasure pavilion. The array was designed to absorb the thunder Spiritual Qi from heaven and earth and gather it within the formation.


    However, Blue Star was a planet scarce in Spiritual Qi. Even if one harnessed all their power to absorb the natural Spiritual Qi, after a decade or so, it would barely fill a small spiritual stone.


    Thus, Chu Xuan decided to reverse its intended use, transforming the Grand Thunder Transformation Array into the Reverse Thunder Transformation Array. This modification allowed the array to expel the thunder Spiritual Qi accumulated inside, feeding it back into the external environment.


    After setting up this Reverse Thunder Transformation Array, Chu Xuan slapped his storage bag, and three head-sized crystals were thrown into the array.


    These crystals were ''Heavenly Thunder Crystals,'' either formed coincidentally when natural lightning struck the earth or crafted by Nascent Soul stage cultivators who dared to harvest heavenly thunder and infuse it with Spiritual Qi.


    Due to their rarity, a head-sized Heavenly Thunder Crystal could cost up to twenty thousand small spiritual stones, equivalent to two hundred contributions.


    Chu Xuan, however, was not concerned about the expense given his ample contributions.


    As soon as the three Heavenly Thunder Crystals entered the array, they were immediately absorbed by the Reverse Thunder Transformation Array, transforming into pure thunder Spiritual Qi that flowed into the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array.


    This thunder Spiritual Qi continuously collided and annihilated with the Yin Evil Qi, eventually merging into one.


    Observing from the side, Chu Xuan quickly deduced that roughly three strands of thunder Spiritual Qi were needed to merge with ten strands of Yin Evil Qi to form a single mass of yin thunder.


    "Let it take its time, no one is competing with me for this. I''ll return in a month, and by then, this place will surely have accumulated a substantial amount of yin thunder."


    With a satisfied smile, Chu Xuan then vanished in a flash, disappearing from sight.

 Chapter 151: The Kingdom of Loulan

    The Heaven Burning Sect and Hundred Refinements Sect had temporarily ceased hostilities, dispatching a vast number of cultivators to cast a net of heaven and earth, all to find Shang Tianjue and Shang Xingchen.


    However, the Nether Dao Sect''s Ghost Palace was located within the Heaven Burning Sect''s territory. In this regard, the Heaven Burning Sect clearly held some advantages.


    The Hundred Refinements Sect had attempted multiple times to infiltrate the Ghost Palace to uncover its secrets, only to be repelled each time by the Heaven Burning Sect''s Golden Core cultivators.


    In the Southern Wildness of the cultivation world, a month blinked by, while on Blue Star, ten months had already passed.


    When Chu Xuan returned to the array in Two Dragons City, he was startled to find the ground covered with Yin Thunder, each emitting an aura capable of annihilating everything.


    The wandering souls within the grand array dared not approach, fearing that a mere touch of the Yin Thunder would reduce them to ashes.


    Chu Xuan''s face lit up with joy as he quickly brought out a large water jar and collected the Yin Thunder one by one. If placed within a storage bag, the Yin Thunder would obliterate all his treasures to dust. Hence, they must be contained in a vessel.


    This large jar had been crafted by a refiner from the Hundred Refinements Sect; its contents were not water but rather a paste of colored glaze. The entire jar was completely non-conductive, allowing the safe storage of Yin Thunder.


    "Now I can begin my cultivation!" he exclaimed. "I have long coveted the spells of the ''Yin Thunder Evil Technique''."


    Chu Xuan smiled.


    The "Yin Thunder Evil Technique" comprised nine levels, each corresponding to the nine levels of the Golden Core.


    Chu Xuan placed special emphasis on mastering the first, fifth, eighth, and ninth levels of the technique¡ªYin Thunder Seed, Yin Thunder Ghost Hand, Fierce Thunder Finger, and Yin Evil Thunder Shadow.


    The Yin Thunder Seed involved condensing Yin Thunder into pellets, stored indefinitely within the dantian. In battle, hundreds of Yin Thunder Seeds could explode forth, and even the strongest Golden Core would fall!


    The Yin Thunder Ghost Hand, similar in power to the Blood Evil Demon Claw, was a formidable control spell.


    The Fierce Thunder Finger, an attack spell, offered low consumption and high speed. Once unleashed, the endless barrage left enemies powerless to resist.


    The Yin Evil Thunder Shadow, formed from the soul and Yin Thunder, approximately matched sixty percent of the caster''s strength. Typically concealed within shadows, it harbored a soul fragment, allowing it to combat foes autonomously.


    Chu Xuan had set his sights on the "Yin Thunder Evil Technique," particularly for the spell known as the Yin Thunder Seed. Other cultivators, limited by their resources, could not amass a significant number of these seeds.


    But Chu Xuan was different. With the Reverse Thunder Transformation Array and the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array at his disposal, Yin Thunder was limitless. As long as he stored enough Yin Thunder Seeds in his dantian, he could even slay Nascent Souls!


    As for the other spells recorded in the "Yin Thunder Evil Technique," some were of little practical use¡ªmerely auxiliary spells without offensive or defensive capabilities.


    "The only thing I need to do now is cultivate as quickly as possible. The preliminary technique ''Mysterious Demise Technique'' has been mastered, and there are no further obstacles!"


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    Chu Xuan felt exhilarated. Ten months had been more than sufficient for him to master this foundational cultivation technique.


    "Let''s begin!"


    As Chu Xuan absorbed the Yin Thunder, he accelerated his practice of the "Yin Thunder Evil Technique." With his ultimate-level Thunder Spiritual Root and relentless perseverance, it took him only two months to grasp the basics of the technique and master the "Yin Thunder Seed."


    From that day on, his dantian housed numerous thumb-sized purple-black thunderballs. The number of Yin Thunder Seeds grew daily.


    After cultivating the "Yin Thunder Evil Technique" up to the fifth level in one go, Chu Xuan''s dantian contained over a thousand Yin Thunder Seeds!


    "It''s done!"


    Chu Xuan was overjoyed. A thousand Yin Thunder Seeds, if released all at once, could even kill a ninth-level Golden Core cultivator on the spot. Even against a first-level Nascent Soul, he might be able to seize the chance to escape. If he had ten thousand Yin Thunder Seeds, even a Nascent Soul might pale in fear and turn to flee.


    "Let''s go to the Southern Wilderness."


    With a sigh, Chu Xuan ceased his cultivation and departed immediately.


    ...


    Beneath the Boundless Desert lay a massive ancient battlefield. This site was once the ancient kingdom of Loulan, ruled by a Nascent Soul cultivator, the King of Loulan.


    The Blazing Flame Sect coveted Loulan''s mineral resources and mobilized en masse, reaching the gates of Loulan''s royal city within a month.


    The Nascent Soul ancestor of the Blazing Flame Sect personally took action, intending to capture the King of Loulan and assimilate him into his soul fire.


    In his dying moments, the King of Loulan sacrificed the corpses of all Loulan''s cultivators and mortals, triggering a terrifying explosion of corpses.


    The Nascent Soul ancestor of the Blazing Flame Sect was severely injured, with only his Nascent Soul escaping, while the rest of the Golden Cores perished on the spot.


    After this battle, the Blazing Flame Sect was left weakened and was subsequently dismantled by other sects. Ultimately, the Heaven Burning Sect emerged victorious, unifying the territory and becoming the sole hegemon of Yue Country.


    However, the kingdom of Loulan had become a haunted ancient battlefield, home to lingering spirits and fierce ghosts. Few cultivators dared approach it. Even demonic cultivators, though bold and cautious, only skirted the edges and never ventured deep.


    The Heaven Burning Sect had initially stationed cultivators around the Loulan ancient battlefield to prevent demonic cultivators from sneaking in.


    But now, in their quest to find Shang Tianjue and Shang Xingchen, too many cultivators had been reassigned. Only two old Foundation Establishment cultivators remained to guard the place, both of whom were nearing the end of their lives and hardly took their duties seriously, frequently rushing home to instruct their descendants. The site''s defenses had long been virtually non-existent.


    At this moment, in the deepest part of the Loulan ancient battlefield, a figure sat cross-legged, his body seemingly a black hole.


    All the resentful spirits and fierce ghosts on the battlefield were irresistibly drawn towards him. They desperately tried to flee, but were quickly crushed by the aura emanating from his body and assimilated as nourishment into his form.


    The lingering spirit of the King of Loulan had been crushed and absorbed by this man upon his arrival at the battlefield.


    Above his head, a Golden Core spun lazily, completely covered in frost and studded with sharp spikes, lending it an especially sinister appearance.


    He had been sitting there for an unknown length of time. At a certain moment, cracks began to appear on the surface of the Golden Core, spreading like a spider web until they completely enveloped it.


    With a crisp crack, the Golden Core shattered.


    From within, a small figure emitting a faint glow leapt out.


    "Nascent Soul, achieved!" the man exhaled a breath of turbid air.


    The faint light of the Nascent Soul illuminated his face, revealing a cold and ruthless visage, starkly different from the appearance of the Nascent Soul, which looked even more brutal and unrestrained, radiating an air of tyranny as if he were the supreme being between heaven and earth.


    This face belonged to Han Liuyun, but the soul within was that of Shang Tianjue. The Nascent Soul naturally resembled the true face of Shang Tianjue.


    The majestic aura of the Nascent Soul surged forth, threatening to sweep across all directions, powerful enough to resonate for thousands of miles and cause cultivators everywhere to bow in reverence.


    Shang Tianjue stared at this sweeping, invisible aura and coldly commanded, "Come back."


    The invisible fluctuations halted abruptly, then swiftly rolled back at high speed, quickly returning inside Shang Tianjue.


    Not a trace of the Nascent Soul''s aura leaked out.


    "Shang Xingchen, my brother, I have stepped onto the path of the Nascent Soul. Do not disappoint me."


    Shang Tianjue raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the void towards the Central Continent.

 Chapter 152: The Remnant of the Nether Dao Sect

    Three Peaks Mountain.


    This mountain range lay within the former dominion of the Mystical Sound Palace. Compared to other areas, the Spiritual Qi here was sparse. At the foot of the mountain, there were only some mortal hunters who made their living by hunting wild beasts.


    It was precisely because of this that it was chosen as the meeting place by the Hidden Mountain Gathering.


    When Chu Xuan arrived, he found that not everyone had gathered yet. Two were missing.


    Jian Yitong still maintained his handsome, youthful appearance, flirtatiously exchanging glances with the voluptuous female cultivator known as "Snow Grease" from last time.


    Black Chess patiently waited for an hour before saying, "Flying Fish and Rainstorm, these two fellow daoists have not arrived. Let''s not wait any longer; we''ll start the gathering now."


    Their absence could mean many things. Perhaps they were at a critical point in their cultivation and couldn''t make it, or maybe they were seriously injured or even dead. Chu Xuan didn''t care.


    This transaction was as uninteresting as the last. The truly useful treasures were beyond his means; his spirit stones were insufficient to purchase them. Most of the items were useful to others but useless to Chu Xuan.


    When it was Chu Xuan''s turn, he presented three types of poison: Qi-Binding Dust, Qi-Wounding Smoke, and Soul Numbing Incense.


    Qi-Binding Dust had been brought out before. Qi-Wounding Smoke was a byproduct Chu Xuan had inadvertently created while researching a poison that would contaminate Spiritual Qi and harm Golden Cores.


    This substance was formless, with only a faint scent. Once inhaled, it increased the Spiritual Qi consumption with each circulation. The more one circulated their Qi, the more it consumed, silently depleting an opponent''s Spiritual Qi without them noticing.


    Soul Numbing Incense was another type of poison. Also invisible, it had a rich and potent fragrance. After inhalation, it could numb the soul, significantly reducing the sensitivity with which one could control their magic treasures, thereby providing an advantage in combat.


    The moment these three poisons were introduced, they caught the attention of the other Golden Core cultivators.


    "Heartless, I want a bottle of the Soul Numbing Incense!" Jian Yitong immediately declared.


    Black Chess, Sky Stone, and others also arranged private transactions with Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. This would certainly boost his coffers. Watching the treasures being traded, which he could neither afford nor seize, felt rather frustrating.


    "Information about Shang Tianjue''s whereabouts," stated the middle-aged cultivator known by the code name "Deep Sea" calmly.


    All eyes turned sharply towards him. Both the Heaven Burning Sect and the Hundred Refinements Sect, under the orders of their respective Nascent Soul ancestors, were searching for Shang Tianjue and Shang Xingchen.


    Of course, the majority of cultivators were unaware of their true objectives. Likely, only the dozen participants at the Hidden Mountain Gathering knew about the bounty and rewards offered by the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.


    "This piece of information is valuable. I want five thousand small spiritual stones," Deep Sea raised a finger.


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    "I''m listening," Black Chess immediately threw a low-grade storage bag towards him.


    "I want to hear it too."


    "I''m listening as well."


    In the blink of an eye, everyone had thrown five thousand small spiritual stones towards him.


    Deep Sea then continued, "Between Yue Country and Yu Country, in the Boundless Desert, there''s an ancient battlefield of Loulan.


    Just a few days ago, the malevolent energy of resentment at the site dissipated, and the lingering spirit of the King of Loulan vanished without a trace.


    The Heaven Burning Sect has already sent people to investigate and found traces of the cultivation of the ''Nether Reverse Immortal Art''."


    Chu Xuan listened thoughtfully. The ''Nether Reverse Immortal Art'' was clearly a technique from the Nether Dao Sect. This meant that a cultivator from the Nether Dao Sect had recently been practicing there!


    This was significant news. It could be either Shang Tianjue or Shang Xingchen, though it was also possible that it was a diversion meant to mislead the Heaven Burning Sect.


    Such tactics had been used before and were not unheard of, even within the territory of the Hundred Refinements Sect. Chu Xuan had heard such stories more than once from Song Junjie and Qian Tang.


    After Deep Sea finished sharing his information, the trade continued. When it was White Water''s turn, he smiled lightly, "Information¡ªI know where a remnant of the Nether Dao Sect is. By tracking the techniques they cultivate, we can find Shang Tianjue hidden in the Southern Wilderness."


    This statement piqued the interest of all the cultivators present. Compared to Deep Sea''s information, White Water''s was evidently more useful. Deep Sea merely indicated that someone had practiced in the ancient battlefield of Loulan, likely from the Nether Dao Sect.


    However, White Water''s information could potentially lead directly to Shang Tianjue!


    "Starting bid is thirty thousand small spiritual stones," White Water said with a smile.


    This news was clearly unique, not to be shared like other pieces of information. The attending cultivators immediately began to bid.


    "I bid thirty-two thousand small spiritual stones," declared Flying Fish sternly.


    "Thirty-three thousand," Jian Yitong, who went by the alias "Righteous," also joined in.


    "I bid thirty-five thousand," Snow Grease raised the bid.


    "Forty thousand small spiritual stones. Let''s not fight over this, everyone," Black Chess chuckled.


    Chu Xuan also made a symbolic bid, but he had no intention of securing the information; it was merely a casual addition on his part.


    He still believed that a genius who had escaped a deadly catastrophe five hundred years ago would not be easy to find. Trying to locate Shang Tianjue through such means would likely provoke his retaliation, which could be fatal.


    Eventually, the information was acquired by Deep Sea for fifty-one thousand small spiritual stones.


    "Black Chess, I''m leaving first," Deep Sea said in a deep voice.


    "Of course, fellow daoist, please go ahead," Black Chess replied with a smile.


    Having spent such a considerable sum on the information, Deep Sea was naturally eager to leave rather than waste more time here.


    Chu Xuan watched his departing figure, contemplative. He had some guesses about Deep Sea''s identity; it was very likely that he was a cultivator from the Heaven Burning Sect. The information Deep Sea had previously shared seemed to support this conjecture.


    After Deep Sea''s departure, the trading session became much duller. The cultivators seemed distracted. Not long afterward, the Golden Core Gathering officially ended, and all the Golden Core cultivators dispersed.


    Chu Xuan didn''t delay. After making several detours to shake off any potential followers and disposing of his disguise, he returned to Black Dragon Mountain.


    ...


    In Wu Province, Yun Family Village.


    This small mountain village comprised only twenty to thirty households. The villagers lived a simple life: they worked from sunrise to sunset, day after day, year after year.


    There was a famous doctor in the village, whom everyone called Doctor Jiang.


    Doctor Jiang and his family had moved to Yun Family Village at some unspecified time. It seemed that since their arrival, the number of snakes, insects, rats, and ants in the vicinity had markedly decreased.


    Sixty years had passed since Doctor Jiang, who had moved here, had died of illness. His son, however, had inherited his medical skills and had earned himself the reputation of being the young Doctor Jiang.


    On this day, life in Yun Family Village continued as peacefully as ever. A villager who had been bitten by a poisonous insect came to the young Doctor Jiang''s house seeking treatment.


    A beautiful woman with a slightly protruding belly came out and smiled, "Ah, it''s Uncle from next door. Please wait a moment, my husband is preparing some medicine."


    As soon as she finished speaking, a middle-aged man came out. He frowned and said, "An insect bite is a serious matter; it must be treated immediately. How can we delay? Please follow me."

 Chapter 153: The Might of Shang Tianjue

    The elderly villager with dark, aged skin staggered, nearly falling. However, the young Doctor Jiang was quick to react, swiftly steadying him.


    The villager, grateful, was about to speak when suddenly a thumb-sized red insect crawled out of his mouth. In an instant, the insect violently exploded.


    The intense explosion engulfed the house and the surrounding three or four buildings in fierce flames.


    Boom!


    The horrific blast swept through the area, scattering debris and splinters everywhere. The nearby villagers were stunned.


    Buzz!


    At that moment, an immensely powerful presence descended from the sky, pressing down on everyone like a great mountain. The villagers looked towards the horizon and were astonished to see four figures standing on beams of light, hovering in mid-air.


    "Immortals! We did not know immortals were visiting; forgive us for not greeting you from afar!"


    The villagers were utterly terrified and immediately fell to their knees in worship. However, the four figures remained silent, their gazes fixed on the chaotic ruins left by the explosion.


    "I''ve hidden here for sixty years, wanting nothing more than to live as a mortal... why... why must you come to find me! You killed my wife! You killed my child!"


    A voice emerged from the ruins.


    Debris, bricks, and wooden beams were blasted away by a surge of Spiritual Qi.


    Doctor Jiang stood unharmed amid the destruction, his eyes cold and filled with deep resentment as he looked up at the four Golden Core cultivators from the Heaven Burning Sect.


    The leader of the Heaven Burning Sect Golden Core cultivators, however, did not respond to his accusations but instead spoke on his own accord.


    "Mo Ming, a Golden Core cultivator of the Nether Dao Sect, a close aide of the Overlord Shang Tianjue. After the collapse of the Nether Dao Sect, he vanished.


    That Fireburn Insect just now also contained a Rot Soul Insect, specifically designed to counteract the technique you practice. Your strength has already been greatly diminished."


    After finishing his statement, he calmly said, "Mo Ming, come with us."


    Whoosh!


    The four figures moved at once, closing in rapidly. Although Mo Ming was powerful, he was outnumbered; in the blink of an eye, he was subdued by the four.


    "Who¡­ who told you I was here! Who told you the weakness of my technique!"


    Mo Ming, covered in blood, roared like a maddened beast. The four Golden Core cultivators remained silent.


    A talisman struck Mo Ming, silencing him as he sank into a forced calm. In the blink of an eye, the four figures vanished without a trace, leaving behind only the chaos of Yun Family Village.


    ...


    White Water River.


    This great river, majestic and vast, originated in Yan Country, grew in strength through Yu Country, and finally surged eastward into the vast ocean.


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    Many years ago, during a succession crisis in Yu Country, the ruler of Yan Country attempted to annex it. The then Grand General of Yu Country chose to fight halfway across the White Water River.


    A brutal melee ensued. Ultimately, Yan Country was repelled, and Yu Country was also severely weakened. Both sides left hundreds of thousands of corpses along the White Water River and withdrew.


    Since then, the White Water River Battlefield was born. Perhaps due to the dense malevolent energy, the waters flowing past this site also carried an intense chill.


    At this moment, a figure sat meditating at the center of the White Water River Battlefield. The rolling river flowed swiftly beneath him. He floated above the water, undisturbed, the calm belying the storm within.


    He was Shang Tianjue. He had been waiting for a long time again.


    "Heaven Burning Sect must have captured Mo Ming by now. I''ll wait here. I hope they don''t take too long and waste my time."


    Shang Tianjue remained composed.


    Three days later, layered figures appeared on the horizon. An overwhelming aura descended from the sky as if to erase the entire battlefield from existence.


    "They have finally arrived."


    Shang Tianjue opened his eyes, a glint of cold light flashing within them.


    An elderly man with graying temples and a hunched figure had appeared before him at some unknown moment.


    "Shang Tianjue, it really is your aura," the old man said calmly.


    "Old dog, you''re still alive, that''s great," Shang Tianjue smiled.


    Shentu Jin''s eyes darkened instantly. "Old dog." It had been many years since he had heard such a derogatory term. Except for Shang Tianjue, no one dared to address him that way.


    Nearby, five Golden Core cultivators from the Heaven Burning Sect hovered in mid-air. Hearing Shang Tianjue''s voice, their pupils shrank.


    Such aggressiveness. So this was Shang Tianjue, the "Overlord"?


    "Ignorant child, I shall teach you how to respect your elders!" Shentu Jin growled, his hand striking downwards fiercely.


    A gigantic hand, some five zhangs in height and of a dull yellow hue, rose from the ground, aiming to grasp Shang Tianjue.


    "Five hundred years have passed, and you are still weak," Shang Tianjue sneered.


    With a fierce stomp, the rushing river water instantly froze. The gigantic earthen hand was also covered in frost. Before it could even reach Shang Tianjue, it burst violently into pieces, dissipating into Spiritual Qi.


    Shentu Jin''s eyes widened slightly. He sensed something amiss. His attack, although not at full strength, had possessed fifty percent of his power. How could Shang Tianjue so easily break it?


    Could it be...


    Shentu Jin bellowed and conjured a small tower, his magic treasure. "Earth Spirit Tower, slay him!" The magic treasure swelled in size upon catching the wind, quickly growing to over thirty feet tall as it loomed over Shang Tianjue.


    "A mere top-grade magic treasure¡­" Shang Tianjue scoffed. He watched the descending Earth Spirit Tower and hurled a powerful punch at it.


    With a loud bang, the tower shattered into pieces!


    Shentu Jin spat out a mouthful of blood, his shock profound. "Your physical cultivation level¡­!"


    He pointed a finger, and his lifebound magic treasure immediately flew out to protect him. But he realized that Shang Tianjue''s figure had already disappeared from its original spot.


    Suddenly, screams echoed from behind him.


    Shentu Jin whirled around to see that the five Golden Core cultivators had exploded into five clouds of blood mist twinkling with golden threads. The blood mist condensed, eventually forming a pill of flowing blood and golden light, which Shang Tianjue swallowed in one gulp.


    "Five Golden Cores, not too shabby," Shang Tianjue''s complexion glowed with a flush of vitality. He turned to Shentu Jin with a cold smile, "Old dog, I have long coveted your Nascent Soul."


    Shentu Jin felt a chill crawl up his scalp. He realized it now¡ªShang Tianjue had ascended to the Nascent Soul realm! He had grossly underestimated his opponent''s level.


    His mind raced with this revelation, quickly coming to the conclusion that he had likely fallen into Shang Tianjue''s trap. This was not a case of the lion fighting the rabbit but rather the predator feigning a pig to devour the tiger.


    Without a second thought, Shentu Jin employed an escape technique, turning to flee. In his early days when he first entered the Golden Core realm, Shang Tianjue was already formidable enough to make all other Golden Cores in his sect cower.


    Now, as a Nascent Soul, he could easily grind even a well-known Nascent Soul cultivator like him into the dirt!


    Shang Tianjue''s peerless talent was something Shentu Jin, once a Nascent Soul ancestor of the Nether Dao Sect, knew better than anyone else.


    "Thinking of running? Too late!"


    Shang Tianjue''s chilling voice suddenly rang out from behind. Before Shentu Jin could react, he shockingly found that his heart had already been pierced through by a powerful hand.

 Chapter 154: Hundred Refinements Sect Declares Submission

    In an instant, Shentu Jin was terrified out of his wits. Without hesitation, his Nascent Soul left his body, abandoning the physical form and fleeing towards the distance.


    The Nascent Soul had many marvelous uses, with one of the most important being the ability to teleport by consuming its essence, reaching any location within the span of the spiritual sense in an instant.


    "Waiting for your Nascent Soul to leave the body was exactly what I planned," Shang Tianjue sneered ominously.


    In the next moment, he teleported directly in front of Shentu Jin''s Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul, still concerned about what was behind, did not notice the large hand already reaching for it.


    "Ahh!" the Nascent Soul cried out in agony.


    Shang Tianjue grasped it fiercely, casually kneading it before tossing it into his mouth. The cultivation methods of the Nether Dao Sect emphasized ruthlessness and dominance. Golden Cores and Nascent Souls were consumed directly, no additional processing needed. Such raw consumption was considered the best in terms of nutritional value.


    After swallowing Shentu Jin''s Nascent Soul, Shang Tianjue casually scooped up Shentu Jin''s remains along with his storage bag and then headed straight for the Heaven Burning Sect''s main gates.


    ...


    Black Dragon Mountain.


    The elder, Jian Yitong, personally visited to deliver significant news to Chu Xuan. "Fellow Daoist He, the Nascent Soul ancestor of the Heaven Burning Sect, Shentu Jin, has perished, and his sect was bloodily purged by Shang Tianjue alone. From top to bottom, not a single one was spared... it was too tragic."


    Jian Yitong trembled as he spoke. Truly, the title of Overlord was well-deserved. What a ferocious man.


    The headquarters of the Heaven Burning Sect, which included three Golden Core cultivators, over eighty Foundation Establishment cultivators, and more than a thousand Qi Refining disciples, were all turned into blood mist and devoured by Shang Tianjue.


    Only those Golden Core elders and their disciples who had established their own dwellings outside were spared.


    Chu Xuan listened, clicking his tongue in amazement at the sheer brutality of it all.


    The Nether Dao Sect''s methods were indeed tyrannical. They didn''t use any cauldrons or alchemical apparatus; instead, they directly refined people into blood pills and soul pills for consumption.


    No wonder the sect was once feared by many smaller sects. When the sect fell, it was these smaller sects that kicked them while they were down and fanned the flames.


    Jian Yitong sighed lightly, "That Shang Tianjue will likely make his way to our Hundred Refinements Sect next. If that truly happens, how shall we respond, fellow daoist He?"


    Chu Xuan responded with righteous fervor, "I, He Liang, have received great kindness from the Hundred Refinements Sect; naturally, I cannot abandon the sect! In life, I am a person of the Hundred Refinements Sect; in death, I will be its ghost!"


    Jian Yitong smacked his lips and said, "Alright, fellow daoist He, I understand. I''ll be taking my leave now."


    Chu Xuan watched Jian Yitong depart, a smile crossing his face. This old man was a cunning sort, very clear-headed.


    "Just as I expected, that Shang Tianjue is no easy adversary," he mused. "A well-known Nascent Soul ancestor was slain by him, and the Heaven Burning Sect was obliterated overnight¡­ Shang Tianjue is definitely a Nascent Soul cultivator, not to be trifled with. If he doesn''t come looking for me, all the better. But if he does, then it''s time to flee."


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    The concepts of sect loyalty or deep master-disciple bonds never existed in Chu Xuan''s dictionary. He felt no psychological burden about it¡ªready to flee at a moment''s notice.


    With treasures like the Blood Mirror to preserve his life, survival was his utmost priority. If worse came to worst, he could seclude himself in the Blue Star to cultivate for decades or even a century to reach the Nascent Soul realm. Then, returning to the cultivation world, he''d rise again as a formidable force.


    As for the disciples at Black Dragon Mountain, they could scatter to the winds when the time came. Still, he could wait a bit. Even if he had to flee, he''d need to gather necessary resources first.


    A few days later, Chu Xuan received unexpected news that even he found surprising. The Hundred Refinements Sect had actually submitted to Shang Tianjue. This news, issued by a Nascent Soul ancestor of the Hundred Refinements Sect, reached every Golden Core elder''s token.


    Upon receiving this news, Chu Xuan''s first reaction wasn''t joy but concern. This meant that the entire Hundred Refinements Sect was now tied to Shang Tianjue''s chariot.


    Sooner or later, Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, the absolute dominator of the Mystic Azure Star, would learn of this, and then the Hundred Refinements Sect would have to face their towering wrath.


    "However... until Feather Transformation Heaven Palace makes a move, we are safe for now," Chu Xuan considered. "With Heaven Burning Sect destroyed, there''s still one thing I can do¡­"


    Remembering an old man, he immediately activated his Imperial Sky Mirror, soaring southward¡­


    Beneath the banner of the Heaven Burning Sect were two branches of the Huang family.


    One, burgeoning with Golden Cores, was a bona fide Golden Core lineage.


    The other had only sporadically produced Golden Cores, and for several centuries now, had not seen a new one, relegating them to a mere Foundation Establishment family.


    There was scant interaction between the two Huang clans. Yet, the founders from centuries ago were two brothers.


    Chu Xuan had hesitated to strike immediately, wary of this connection. Eliminating this Foundation Establishment family could likely provoke inquiries from the Golden Core lineage. Should such scrutiny trace back to him, the costs would outweigh the gains.


    Now, with the Heaven Burning Sect no more, all the cultivating families were thrown into utter disarray. The time had come to fulfill the vows once made.


    Moments later, at the Huang residence, corpse puppets roared and blood bees buzzed. The grounds were strewn with the slaughtered scions of the Huang family.


    Huang An stood amidst the crowd, his rage of decades finally erupting. With corpse puppets bolstering his assault, he carved a path of carnage, unstoppable.


    "You harmed my grandson! You deserve to die! My grandson was a prodigy! He was destined to become a great Foundation Establishment cultivator! You damnable members of the direct line!"


    Huang An bellowed, his sword descending. The direct descendant of the Huang family before him was cleaved into a mound of flesh.


    "Uncle! I am not of the direct line, I am also from a collateral branch! Spare my life! Spare my life, please!"


    The young man by his side was utterly terrified, retreating continuously.


    But the fire in Huang An''s eyes did not wane, "You are of the collateral branch, but you are a dog of the direct line! I have thoroughly investigated; my grandson was harmed abroad, and it was you who added fuel to the flames! You envied his talent! You deserve death even more!"


    The sword fell, and blood sprayed wildly!


    Chu Xuan stood aloft, taking in everything below.


    Huang An was universally acknowledged as an honest, simple man. Diligent, earnest, and meticulous in all his endeavors. But such a man, once provoked, could wreak disastrous consequences.


    Moments later, Huang An returned to Chu Xuan''s side. His emotions had stabilized, Only his hands still trembled.


    Huang An began to laugh. His smile was complex, tinged with resignation and resentment, profoundly intricate.


    "Master, your servant''s wish has been fulfilled. If you no longer have need of me, I shall take poison and end my remaining days."


    Huang An spoke with deep respect.


    Chu Xuan''s gaze drifted into the distance, deep in thought.


    Huang An''s life or death hung on his decision. Yet, such a loyal servant as Huang An had become a rarity. He was quite useful.


    Chu Xuan had no desire to dispose of him so hastily. He flicked his finger lightly. A mid-grade storage bag fell into Huang An''s hands.


    "The contents are now yours. Though you are too old to build your foundation normally, you could do so through demonic means. When I need you again, I will appear."


    With that, Chu Xuan vanished.


    Clutching the storage bag, Huang An''s hands trembled uncontrollably.


    He kowtowed on the spot, solemnly saying, "Master''s grace, your servant will never forget for as long as I live!"

 Chapter 155: Plan of Shang Tianjue?

    Chu Xuan was laden with treasures aplenty.


    As for the treasures needed for foundation building, they were even more numerous.


    He did not mind bestowing some items he no longer needed to Huang An.


    Given Huang An''s disposition, stepping into the Foundation Establishment stage might well bring some surprises.


    Of course, if he failed to advance, it would matter little.


    It would merely be a move in passing.


    Contented, Chu Xuan swiftly departed.


    ...


    At the Hundred Refinements Sect, atop Original Dao Peak, Shang Tianjue stood at the summit, gazing northward.


    A step behind him, an elderly crone with wispy hair and wrinkled skin stood respectfully.


    This crone was the Nascent Soul ancestor of the Hundred Refinements Sect, Miao Zizai.


    Miao Zizai whispered, "Young master, it is too soon for you to act. Every ten years, the Feather Transformation Palace communicates with all Nascent Soul cultivators of the eastern, western, northern, and southern territories through the Heavenly Patrol Mirror.


    With the current efforts to locate you and the second young master, these exchanges will undoubtedly become more frequent. The death of Shentu Jin will sooner or later come to the attention of the Feather Transformation Palace."


    Shang Tianjue did not respond immediately but said calmly, "Elder Miao, are you afraid?"


    Miao Zizai smiled, "My life, young master, was one you dug out from a pile of corpses. If you demand it now, it is yours."


    Shang Tianjue spoke evenly, "Elder Miao, in three years, the extraterritorial battlefield will open."


    Miao Zizai was startled, then as if struck by a thought, a brilliant light sparked in his eyes.


    ...


    "To be ranked among the fifth-level cultivation sects, one must have a cultivator at the Deity Transformation stage. The Heavenly Dao Immortal Alliance grants such sects the right to enter the extraterritorial battlefield.


    Additionally, contributing extremely rare treasures can also earn one the privilege to enter. The extraterritorial battlefield opens every five hundred years, and each opening requires a large number of Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators to clear the field.


    The benefits of the extraterritorial battlefield are numerous, foremost being the plethora of cultivators'' corpses, followed by fragments of magical treasures, and various ancient and lost techniques and scriptures..."


    Chu Xuan positioned himself comfortably, flipping through an aged tome.


    Following the destruction of the Heaven Burning Sect, their library had been plundered by lesser sects and rogue cultivators.


    Chu Xuan had arranged for Song Junjie and Qian Tang to acquire many books.


    Such a major sect indeed held many secrets, even unknown to Chu Xuan.


    For instance, this extraterritorial battlefield, scarcely known among Golden Core cultivators.


    After all, it opens once every five hundred years. And the lifespan of a Golden Core cultivator also spans merely five hundred years.


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    Nonetheless, the existence of the extraterritorial battlefield is no taboo.


    It''s simply that its knowledge is not widespread, known but to a few.


    "I wonder what kind of place it truly is; should the opportunity arise, it might be worth exploring," mused Chu Xuan.


    Primarily, he wished to witness different landscapes, having no interest in the corpses of cultivators.


    ...


    Two months blinked by, unusually tranquil.


    In the abrupt demise of the Heaven Burning Sect, vast vacuums emerged within the Yue Kingdom. Lesser sects were nearly at each other''s throats.


    Under such circumstances, the Hundred Refinements Sect showed no intention of moving south. It seemed they were waiting for something.


    During this period, the Hidden Mountain Gathering organized another Golden Core assembly.


    Chu Xuan attended once again. He noticed the absence of Deep Sea. But there were two new members.


    This meeting was rich with intelligence. Not just about the Hundred Refinements Sect and Heaven Burning Sects. But also about Myriad Islands Lake.


    The power distribution and general situation of Myriad Islands Lake were clarified to Chu Xuan.


    That day, Yuan Zichu, who seldom made personal visits, came calling. His arrival surprised Chu Xuan.


    Since that time when all his defenses were crushed by a single punch, there had been little contact between them.


    Why the sudden visit?


    Once Yuan Zichu and Chu Xuan were seated, he immediately inquired, "Fellow daoist He, are you aware of the stirrings at Myriad Islands Lake to the north?"


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "What stirrings? I keep to myself and am uninformed."


    Myriad Islands Lake, vast in area, was home to various powers. One of the largest is the Alliance of Twenty-Six Islands.


    This power was located at the southernmost part of Myriad Islands Lake, often interacting with the Hundred Refinements Sect.


    The Hundred Refinements Sect, with its vast resources, had established a Treasure Ship Market at the lake''s edge.


    Through this market, the sect exchanged goods with the cultivators of Myriad Islands Lake.


    The profits were substantial. To say the Alliance of Twenty-Six Islands did not covet this would be impossible.


    However, the strength of the Hundred Refinements Sect always surpassed that of the Alliance, and the latter dared not provoke any incidents.


    Yuan Zichu clenched his fists, "The Alliance of Twenty-Six Islands covets our Hundred Refinements Sect''s Treasure Ship Market, covertly instigating rogues to disrupt the market.


    The market''s profits have greatly diminished over the past two years. Our sect showed some forbearance, only to be met with their increasing audacity!


    Just three days ago, two of our sect''s stewards were killed! Intolerable is an understatement! The sect has called upon the Golden Core elders to go and guard the Treasure Ship Market!"


    Yuan Zichu declared somberly, "I have volunteered to go there and suppress the audacity of those Myriad Islands Lake cultivators!"


    Chu Xuan nodded, "With such resolve, fellow daoist Yuan, the sect master will surely be gratified."


    Yuan Zichu earnestly said, "I know fellow daoist He, that you are powerful. Why not join me? With your cultivation level, you could certainly turn those Myriad Islands Lake cultivators on their heads! The contributions to the sect would be substantial, would they not?"


    Chu Xuan frowned, "I''ve said before, I do not delight in strife or bloodshed. Why involve me in such matters? Let this be the last time you seek me for such endeavors! Qian Tang, show the guest out!"


    With a sweep of his sleeve, he turned and left.


    Qian Tang, who had been standing in the hall, quickly approached, "Elder Yuan, this way, please."


    Yuan Zichu''s expression was one of astonishment. He had thought Chu Xuan''s previous refusals were mere formalities. He hadn''t expected him to actually mean it!


    "Fellow daoist He, you... Ah... How could you miss such an opportunity?"


    Yuan Zichu shook his head and left, his sleeves fluttering. He had long regarded Chu Xuan as a person of note, intent on forming an alliance in this manner.


    Last time was the same. And so was this time. Both attempts were rebuffed by Chu Xuan. There was nothing to be done but to find someone else.


    Chu Xuan merely scoffed. Though the Alliance of Twenty-Six Islands had Nascent Soul ancestor just like the Hundred Refinements Sect, the Alliance, comprising twenty-six large islands and nearly a hundred smaller ones, was often issuing multiple orders, creating chaos.


    They were completely disorganized. How could such a fragmented force dare to oppose the well-disciplined Hundred Refinements Sect?


    The so-called rogue cultivators disrupting the Treasure Ship Market was likely a drama orchestrated by the Hundred Refinements Sect themselves. This scheme was probably led by Shang Tianjue.


    Chu Xuan could not fathom the "Overlord''s" motives. But he wanted no part in such a play.


    At first glance, it seemed like an easy job. But who knew what those two Nascent Soul old monsters from the Hundred Refinements Sect were thinking? If they needed a few lives to ignite a war, they wouldn''t care whose lives were sacrificed.


    "Yuan Zichu, oh Yuan Zichu... I hope you survive."


    Chu Xuan was indifferent to it all. In a blink, he returned to Blue Star, continuing his cultivation of the "Yin Thunder Evil Technique."

 Chapter 156: Leave Again

    Blue Star.


    Chu Xuan continued to sit in meditation, cultivating.


    One year, two years, three years...


    Time swiftly passed by. Chu Xuan never cared much about the passing of time. Here, ten years might pass, and only a year would elapse on Mystic Azure Star.


    Hum!


    His internal energy surged. In the blink of an eye, he broke through another layer. He stepped into the seventh level of the Golden Core stage.


    The seventh level of Golden Core, belonging to the latter stages, signified immensely strong capabilities. He could easily eliminate cultivators in the middle stages of Golden Core.


    "The number of Yin Thunder Seeds in my dantian has also reached over two thousand, not bad, not bad."


    Chu Xuan stood up, a smile spreading across his face.


    At that moment, Long rushed in from outside the formation, babbling rapidly.


    Chu Xuan was surprised, "What did you say? The Parasitic Seeds sensed the scent of Psionic Cube and are now battling a foreign power? Interesting, let''s go have a look."


    Moments later, he returned to the farm.


    Chu Xuan placed his hand on the Zombie Matriarch''s head. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he easily saw through the Zombie Matriarch to the scene where the Parasite Child was.


    The Parasite Seeds were inhabiting a group of giant apes. These apes were as tall as a building, with thick skins and flesh.


    The herds of giant apes charged forward. Wherever they went, the defensive lines formed by Superhumans were easily torn apart. Only tanks and artillery could inflict damage on them.


    However, the apes were both intelligent and agile. Upon spotting tanks and artillery, they quickly maneuvered around or dispersed their formation. And swiftly dismantled those heavy weapons.


    An entire strike force composed of third and fourth-level Superhumans couldn''t delay this group of giant apes.


    "The Harsha Dynasty?"


    Chu Xuan noted the appearance and skin color of those Superhumans, slightly surprised.


    The Harsha Dynasty was a major nation located south of the Han country. Vast, towering mountain ranges separated the two nations. Unexpectedly, the Parasite Seeds had drifted across the ocean to that location.


    They had successfully landed, infested a group of giant apes, and directed them to attack the Superhumans of the Harsha Dynasty.


    The Superhumans of the Harsha Dynasty were truly inept. They had no heart for battle and their morale was extremely low. Once casualties occurred, they fled in droves.


    Chu Xuan estimated that perhaps one-third of the casualties were caused by the Harsha Dynasty''s own Superhumans.


    "Good, let your children do their best. If they can bring back fragments of the Psionic Cube, I''ll reward you with three large Blood Pearls."


    Chu Xuan smiled.


    Immediately, the Zombie Matriarch''s eyes widened, nodding vigorously.


    The Spiritual Qi on Blue Star was scarce. Even consuming large Blood Pearls, zombies couldn''t experience a rapid rise in cultivation levels like demonic cultivators; they could only increase their Psionic levels.


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    Both the Zombie Matriarch and the Zombie Empress had now reached the eighth level, only a step away from the ninth.


    Just as Chu Xuan was about to leave, the Zombie Empress started to roar. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he understood why the Zombie Empress was agitated. Its dispatched Corpse Boats had also detected the scent of Psionic Cubes.


    However, the signal was very faint. And it was constantly moving. One moment it was in the southern seas, and the next, it had moved to the northern lands. Very peculiar.


    "Let your children continue to track it; ideally, they should bring back fragments of the Psionic Cube on their own."


    "What? You plan to build a new batch of Corpse Boats with built-in attack capabilities?"


    "Sure, that''s completely fine."


    Chu Xuan nodded with a smile. He stroked his chin, thoughtful.


    The appearance of two fragments of Psionic Cubes at once. It seemed that the completion of a full Psionic Cube was indeed imminent.


    Chu Xuan was very confident in the capabilities of the Corpse Boats and the Parasite Child. He was also confident in the initiative of the Zombie Empress and Zombie Matriarch.


    Motivated by the promise of large Blood Pearls, they would surely go all out to bring him the fragments of the Psionic Cubes. All he had to do was wait.


    "The Thunder Crystals are almost used up; I need to buy some more. I''ve been cultivating on Blue Star for five years, which equates to just five months on Mystic Azure Star. It''s been quite some time; there should also be news from the Alliance of Twenty-Six Islands by now."


    With a flicker, Chu Xuan returned to Mystic Azure Realm.


    ...


    Black Dragon Mountain.


    Chu Xuan had only returned for a few days when Song Junjie and Qian Tang brought him news.


    "Master, our Hundred Refinement Sect and the Twenty-Six Islands Alliance have come to blows! It is said that the Twenty-Six Islands Alliance has overstepped its bounds, actually slaughtering an entire small market town of ours and assassinating two Golden Core cultivators!"


    Upon hearing this news, Chu Xuan could not help but laugh. He had guessed right after all. It was truly a self-directed play. He wondered who the two sacrifices had been.


    Casually, Chu Xuan asked, "Who were the two Golden Cores who died?"


    Song Junjie recalled for a moment, "One surnamed Liu, the other Bai, both unknown to us."


    Chu Xuan felt a twinge of sentiment. It seemed Yuan Zichu had not died. That was a relief. Had Yuan Zichu died, his possessions would have fallen into others'' hands. What a waste that would have been.


    Qian Tang chuckled slyly, "Our sect is now calling upon cultivators to head to the Myriad Islands Lake, to deliver a crushing blow to the Twenty-Six Islands Alliance."


    Both of them possessed numerous demonic techniques and could be considered demonic cultivators. The two were exceedingly astute.


    Having been with Chu Xuan for so long, they had learned much. At first, they had been unaware.


    But now they had more or less figured out that those two unfortunate souls were probably just sacrifices for igniting the war.


    The Hundred Refinement Sect wanted to annex the Twenty-Six Islands Alliance, using this incident merely as a moral pretext.


    To swallow your territory, kill your people, seize your treasures, and still stand on the moral high ground to criticize you.


    It was indeed a devastating act of heart and soul.


    "Do you want to go?" Chu Xuan asked with a smile.


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang immediately shook their heads, "No, no, we''ll just stay here in our little plot of land at Black Dragon Mountain."


    They were very clear in their minds. Chu Xuan would never let them leave.


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "That''s right, indulging in constant conflict is far from the righteous path. Although you cannot cultivate virtue, staying out of disputes is certainly wise."


    Song Junjie and Qian Tang nodded in agreement, murmuring, "Yes, yes, Master is correct."


    On Mystic Azure Star, two years passed in the blink of an eye.


    The Hundred Refinement Sect, united and powerful, quickly subdued the disorganized Twenty-Six Islands Alliance.


    Their Nascent Soul ancestor suffered a devastating defeat against the Nascent Soul ancestor of the Hundred Refinement Sect. He had no choice but to submit.


    After conquering the Twenty-Six Islands Alliance, the Hundred Refinement Sect continued northward, advancing against other major forces around Myriad Islands Lake.


    Shang Tianjue never appeared directly. But Miao Zizai''s strength was formidable, unmatched by any Nascent Soul cultivator of the same realm. The territory of the Hundred Refinement Sect grew increasingly vast.


    However, Chu Xuan felt that disaster was likely looming for the Hundred Refinement Sect.


    Before the Feathered Ascension Palace could direct its wrath towards the Hundred Refinement Sect, it was time for him to withdraw.


    ...


    "What? You''re going to Myriad Islands Lake for a mission? Fellow daoist He, I thought you disliked conflict, so why the sudden interest in Myriad Islands Lake?"


    Jian Yitong was quite surprised upon hearing Chu Xuan''s plans.


    Chu Xuan smiled, "I''ve been at Black Dragon Mountain for too long, tired of the same scenery. I wish to see other places."


    Jian Yitong sighed deeply, "Well then, go ahead, I will look after your Black Dragon Mountain."


    Chu Xuan lowered his voice, "That Snow Grease, she''s actually an old crone, her beauty faded. Be wary."


    Jian Yitong''s pupils suddenly contracted, his mouth agape as he stared at Chu Xuan, unable to speak for a long while.

 Chapter 157: Myriad Islands Lake

    The Imperial Sky Mirror, initially offered willingly by Yuan Zichu, was a mid-grade flying magic treasure. Its speed far surpassed the Green Shadow Shuttle, the top-grade flying magic tool Chu Xuan had previously used, boasting a travel speed of five hundred li in a single hour.


    From the southernmost to the northernmost tip of Yan Country spanned a full one hundred and twenty thousand li. Even with hurried travel, Chu Xuan would need an entire day.


    However, he did not plan to rush at maximum speed. Rather leisurely was his approach.


    He was not truly going to Myriad Islands Lake to fight on behalf of the Hundred Refinement Sect. He was merely seeking a geomantically blessed place to lay low for a while.


    Although the forces at Myriad Islands Lake were mixed and varied, compared to Yan Country, which had been under the long-time management of the Hundred Refinement Sect, it was certainly much safer¡ªeven if the wrath of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace were to pour down, it would not fall upon the heads of the cultivators at Myriad Islands Lake.


    Moreover, as victims, the cultivators might even receive favorable treatment from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.


    One hundred and twenty thousand li. Chu Xuan leisurely flew, taking nearly two days to arrive.


    "Is that Myriad Islands Lake? Indeed, it is a vast inland sea!"


    Chu Xuan gazed into the distance, already able to see a vast expanse of azure water. Above the water, the air was rich with moisture, and countless islands were scattered like stars strewn across the night sky.


    In the blink of an eye, Chu Xuan''s figure flashed past, landing atop one of the southernmost tower ships of Myriad Islands Lake.


    The tower ship, moored at the shore, was surrounded by a dense array of houses and shacks. This cluster of tower ships formed the Treasure Ship Market, the largest trading market established by the Hundred Refinement Sect in this area.


    As for the surrounding houses and shacks, they were the residences of low-level cultivators eking out a living. Most of them were Qi Refining cultivators.


    Any cultivator who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage would not choose to live in such filthy and chaotic shack areas. At the very least, they would own a tower ship, residing in the tower ship district around the Treasure Ship Market.


    Chu Xuan glanced over the shacks but did not look further.


    In every world, there are those who live at the bottom. Even those exalted as immortals in the eyes of mortals are just low-level cultivators like these Qi Refining ones.


    Chu Xuan shook his head and approached the periphery of the Treasure Ship Market''s formation.


    People had already noticed the streak of light in the sky.


    With a flick of his wrist, the Golden Core elder''s token flew out immediately. The Treasure Ship Market was stirred into action.


    Moments later, a Golden Core cultivator and four Foundation Establishment cultivators came together.


    "May I know which fellow daoist has graced us with their presence¡­"


    Yuan Zichu greeted them with a bow and a smile, only to stiffen when he saw a familiar face.


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    You said you disliked conflict and would not come. Why have you appeared again? Oh, men! How quickly their faces change!


    "How is it, fellow daoist Yuan, are you not welcoming me here?" Chu Xuan said with a smile.


    Yuan Zichu shook his head vigorously, "Not at all, not at all, fellow daoist He, please come in!"


    The four Foundation Establishment cultivators exchanged glances, none daring to speak further.


    Yuan Zichu was exceptionally talented, blessed by the heavens, and advanced rapidly in his cultivation, loyal and true. He was highly valued by the sect leader.


    There were four Golden Core elders in the Treasure Ship Market, and the other three held Yuan Zichu in high regard.


    However, in the presence of this new Golden Core elder, Yuan Zichu unusually showed a hint of reverence.


    Could this person''s strength surpass even Elder Yuan?


    The largest tower ship in the Treasure Ship Market was a four-story structure named "Treasure Ship Number," the true hub of trading activities.


    However, this "Treasure Ship Number" was too noisy and bustling with people. Golden Core cultivators naturally would not reside there.


    There were several large tower ships floating outside the market specifically prepared as aquatic abodes for Golden Core cultivators.


    However, as Chu Xuan was new to the area, he did not yet have such an aquatic abode.


    Thus, Yuan Zichu invited Chu Xuan aboard the "Listening Rain Number."


    This tower ship was specially used by the Treasure Ship Market to welcome guests.


    The two settled in, and the four Foundation Establishment cultivators promptly excused themselves. Soon after, a graceful female cultivator stepped forward, presenting them with spiritual tea.


    Yuan Zichu smiled, "This tea is called Fragrant Snow White, sweet and refreshing. A tael of Fragrant Snow White costs a thousand small spiritual stones."


    Chu Xuan immediately shook his head. Although the tea was freshly brewed before him, the tea leaves had not been inspected, and the source of the water was unknown. He chose not to drink.


    Yuan Zichu, a perceptive man, recognized Chu Xuan''s caution. He simply slapped his storage bag and took out three small paper packets. "Here are three taels of Fragrant Snow White that I bought for fellow daoist Zhu as a gift. I have some extra, so I''ll give it to fellow daoist He."


    After a brief scan with his spiritual sense and detecting nothing amiss, Chu Xuan accepted it with a smile. How could he refuse a gift offered so willingly?


    After some pleasantries, Chu Xuan had a good understanding of the current situation at the Treasure Ship Market. Including the newly arrived Chu Xuan, there were five Golden Core cultivators in the market.


    Yuan Zichu and Zhu Yuchao were the regulars, while the other three were leading cultivators in attacks against other forces around Myriad Islands Lake, like the Dragon Fish Sect based on Dragon Fish Island and the Curio Alliance formed by several cultivator families.


    As they spoke, footsteps suddenly sounded from outside. Yuan Zichu seemed to recognize the noise and immediately stood up. "It must be fellow daoist Zhu."


    The next moment, a stunning woman in a lake blue gown stepped through the doorway. Her slender waist and commanding presence, combined with her porcelain skin, made her an unparalleled beauty.


    Chu Xuan glanced at Yuan Zichu and understood the convoluted connections. Yuan Zichu had spoken of coming to Myriad Islands Lake to serve the sect, and Chu Xuan had thought he would be on the frontlines. Instead, he was stationed at the Treasure Ship Market.


    Now Chu Xuan saw the reason¡ªYuan Zichu was here for Zhu Yuchao. But that was normal; a graceful lady is a worthy companion. Cultivators, not entirely devoid of desires, naturally could be ensnared by affection.


    Chu Xuan was different. He simply thought that Zhu Yuchao was too slender, hardly having enough flesh on her. Surely, Hu and the others would not favor such a meal.


    What a pity, indeed.


    "Fellow daoist Yuan," Zhu Yuchao nodded lightly, her smile gentle.


    Yuan Zichu responded with an embarrassed chuckle.


    Noticing Chu Xuan''s gaze, Zhu Yuchao felt a sense of oddity.


    His look was unlike most; it wasn''t as if he saw her as a person. Rather, she felt regarded more like a piece of ambulatory meat. Almost instinctively, she categorized Chu Xuan as someone best kept at a distance.


    Yuan Zichu promptly introduced, "Fellow daoist Zhu, this is He Liang of Black Dragon Mountain, a fellow daoist. He has come to the Treasure Ship Market specifically in response to the sect''s call."


    Hearing this name, Zhu Yuchao paused, then exclaimed in surprise, "You are the one from Black Dragon Mountain, that Black Heart¡ªah, I mean, fellow daoist He?"


    The internal strife of Black Dragon Mountain was well-known within the Hundred Refinement Sect. It would have been hard for her not to know of it. She had also heard about the Golden Core elder from Black Dragon Mountain''s harsh treatment of his disciples, which she had found quite cruel at the time. She had not expected to meet the man himself today.


    Chu Xuan''s smile was ambiguous, "Indeed, fellow daoist Zhu, you''ve heard of my nickname? Black Heart, I actually find it rather fitting."

 Chapter 158: I Had Sparred with Him Before, Our Strengths Equally Matched

    Zhu Yuchao swallowed nervously. Just from the look in his eyes earlier, she instinctively felt that he was not the right sort to get close to. Now knowing his identity, she wanted nothing more than to distance herself as far as possible from the infamous ''Black Heart Elder''.


    Hearing Chu Xuan''s comment, Zhu Yuchao managed an awkward smile, "That''s just careless talk among the disciples. Please, fellow daoist He, pay it no mind."


    Yuan Zichu coughed lightly, turning to Chu Xuan, "This is fellow daoist Zhu Yuchao, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and one of our sect''s foremost array masters in the Golden Core stage!"


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow.


    An array master? That was rare.


    Array, pill, and talisman¡ªamong them, array crafting was the most difficult to master, and its practitioners held in the highest esteem. The Hundred Refinement Sect would surely treat Zhu Yuchao like a treasure. Why then was she at Myriad Islands Lake?


    However, recalling that the Hundred Refinement Sect was now under the control of Shang Tianjue, Chu Xuan dismissed his scattered thoughts.


    What the ''Overlord'' was thinking, he had no idea. The current actions of the Hundred Refinement Sect could not be judged by the normal standards of a sect.


    After brief introductions and pleasantries, Zhu Yuchao politely said, "Fellow daoist He, as per tradition, the Treasure Ship Market will construct a waterborne cave abode for you to reside in. Of course, you are also free to choose any island as your dwelling."


    Chu Xuan waved his hand, "No need to trouble yourselves, I''ll just pick an island to stay on temporarily. I don''t plan to reside in the cave abode for long. I am here to serve the sect and to severely check the arrogance of the Myriad Islands Lake cultivators."


    Whether the cultivators of Myriad Islands Lake were indeed arrogant, he did not know. But the behavior of the Hundred Refinement Sect''s cultivators, beating others and then scolding them for arrogance, was certainly haughty.


    As for the waterborne cave abode, he truly did not want it. If it wasn''t built under his supervision, how could he accept it? Who knew if there were any traps?


    It was best to establish his own cave abode. In any case, he wouldn''t stay long. He''d find an opportunity and slip away to Blue Star soon enough.


    Seeing Chu Xuan''s decision, Zhu Yuchao breathed a sigh of relief. As an array master, she was responsible for overseeing the construction of all the waterborne cave abodes for the Golden Core cultivators. His refusal naturally meant less work for her.


    Yuan Zichu then fetched a storage bag and handed it to Chu Xuan.


    "Fellow daoist He, this contains the sect''s rewards," Yuan Zichu said, handing over a storage bag. "If fellow daoist He eliminates Golden Core cultivators from the Dragon Fish Sect or the Curio Alliance, additional rewards will be granted upon reporting back to the sect."


    Chu Xuan nodded, accepting the bag, then casually inquired, "Regarding the location for establishing a cave abode, do either of you have any recommendations?"


    Zhu Yuchao thought for a moment, "I know that about one thousand five hundred li to the northeast, there is a Peach Blossom Island with a third-tier spirit vein. The Peach Blossom Sect there has already been eradicated by fellow daoist Yuan."


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    "I''m not too familiar with other areas," she added.


    Yuan Zichu took over the conversation, "To the northwest, four thousand li away, lies Azure Spirit Island, which also houses a third-tier spirit vein, though of slightly inferior quality.


    Directly to the north, five thousand li away, is Flowing Clouds Island, which has two third-tier spirit veins, one of which has already been claimed by Daoist Zhao Benhe."


    Third-tier spirit veins, abundant in Spiritual Qi, are most suitable for Golden Core cultivators.


    Zhu Yuchao and Yuan Zichu made no mention of the lower second and first-tier veins, which, while adequate for Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators, are too sparse to support the energy needs of Golden Core cultivators or serve as a foundation for arrays.


    Yuan Zichu straightforwardly produced a jade slip, "Fellow daoist He, this has a map I''ve inscribed with my spiritual sense. You can examine it closely and choose an island. Let me know once the cave abode is established."


    He seemed somewhat impatient.


    Chu Xuan smiled, accepting the jade slip and rising to his feet, "Thank you, fellow daoist Yuan."


    He could tell Yuan Zichu was eager for him to leave, likely wanting more time with Zhu Yuchao. Chu Xuan wasn''t keen on lingering either. Examining a spiritual map was certainly faster than back-and-forth conversations.


    After Chu Xuan departed, Zhu Yuchao whispered, "This He Liang is no easy mark..."


    Yuan Zichu smiled slightly, "Fellow daoist He is powerful. I''ve sparred with him before, and our strengths... were evenly matched."


    Zhu Yuchao appeared surprised, "Fellow daoist Yuan, you''re exceptionally talented and now a mid-stage Golden Core. He can match you? That''s impressive."


    Yuan Zichu coughed a few times, his response muffled, "Indeed. We just need to avoid provoking him."


    Zhu Yuchao nodded in agreement, "I definitely won''t provoke him. He looks quite fierce. It seems fellow daoist Yuan would make a much better friend."


    A friend, perhaps?


    Yuan Zichu''s gaze darkened slightly. But then he brightened at the thought of potentially advancing beyond mere friendship in the future.


    Such a good match must not be missed! Even if Zhu Yuchao''s dao companion were to get angry, he must not back down...


    ...


    At dusk, Chu Xuan arrived at Azure Spirit Island.


    The island was small, with a relatively inferior spirit vein, and not many mortals resided there.


    As for cultivable spirit fields, they were even rarer. The only noteworthy feature was a lake called Azure Fish Lake, home to some tasty spiritual fish. He had chosen this island for several reasons.


    Peach Blossom Island had an excellent spirit vein and a peach grove, but it was too close to the Treasure Ship Market.


    Flowing Clouds Island was large, but another Golden Core cultivator already resided there. Other islands with third-tier spirit veins had their own minor issues.


    Azure Spirit Island, however, met his requirements perfectly. The quality of the spirit vein was secondary; distance from the hustle and bustle was paramount¡ªyet not so remote as to arouse the suspicion of other Golden Core cultivators.


    Smoke was already rising on Azure Spirit Island, a sign that the mortals were preparing dinner. According to Yuan Zichu''s jade slip, the island was currently guarded by one Foundation Establishment cultivator and five Qi Refining cultivators.


    There were also about five hundred mortal households. In the wars of cultivators, unless deliberately targeted, mortals were rarely affected. All they knew was that Azure Spirit Island''s former sect had been destroyed.


    Upon his arrival, Chu Xuan released his Golden Core aura, enveloping the entire island. In the blink of an eye, six figures rushed out to greet him.


    The leader, a thin middle-aged cultivator, bowed respectfully, "Tang Xiang, the Hundred Refinements Sect''s Foundation Establishment cultivator, greets the elder!"


    The five behind him followed suit, bowing respectfully, though they did not offer their names.


    Chu Xuan displayed his Golden Core elder token, "My name is He Liang. From today, Azure Spirit Island is under my control. You may stay if you wish, or leave if you prefer."


    He did not need extra people. Having these cultivators remain on the island was a potential risk.


    Tang Xiang and the others promptly responded, "We wish to stay!"


    Chu Xuan''s eyebrows rose, but then he relaxed. Perhaps the name He Liang did not carry enough deterrence. Maybe it was time for a change.


    Black Dragon Mountain should hold a bit more sway than He Liang.

 Chapter 159: Impersonating a Title and Stealing Kills

    Chu Xuan surveyed the highest peak on Azure Spirit Island and casually remarked, "Hmm, this peak resembles Black Dragon Mountain. In the future, it should be reshaped to look like Black Dragon Mountain."


    Black Dragon Mountain?!


    Tang Xiang, who had been extremely respectful until now, shuddered uncontrollably at the name, his voice tinged with disbelief, "Senior... you are the Golden Core ancestor from Black Dragon Mountain?"


    The five Qi Refining cultivators behind him trembled as well. It was as if they had heard the name of something forbidden.


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "Yes, have you heard of me?"


    Tang Xiang swallowed hard, "We have heard, we have heard of your renown."


    His eyes darted around as he quickly said, "Senior, I misspoke earlier. I... do not wish to stay here. I would like to go to the front lines to fight. Please forgive me."


    The Qi Refining cultivators nodded vigorously in agreement, "Yes, yes! We feel the same!"


    Chu Xuan scoffed coldly, "You are afraid of me, aren''t you?"


    His Golden Core aura burst forth.


    Tang Xiang and the others nearly collapsed in fright. They shrank back, not daring to utter another word.


    "Scram," Chu Xuan snorted coldly.


    With a sweep of his sleeve, a fierce wind howled out.


    Tang Xiang and the others were blown about, tumbling over each other.


    "Thank you, senior! Thank you, senior!" they cried out as they scrambled to their feet and hurried away, not wanting to stay a moment longer.


    The reputation of the "Black Heart Ancestor" of Black Dragon Mountain was well known throughout the Hundred Refinement Sect. How could they be unaware?


    Initially, they had been curious about who would take possession of Azure Spirit Island. If it had been a powerful Golden Core elder, they might have been able to mix in and perhaps reap some benefits from the war.


    But now, seeing that it was the "Black Heart Ancestor," they fled without a second thought.


    They feared dying at the hands of the "Black Heart Ancestor" more than dying in battle.


    "My title as the Black Heart Ancestor of Black Dragon Mountain indeed carries some deterrent power," Chu Xuan mused as he watched them flee in utter disarray, a smirk playing on his lips.


    With a flash, he moved to the highest peak of Azure Spirit Island.


    This peak was where the Azure Spirit Sect, a minor Foundation Establishment sect that had already been annihilated by the Hundred Refinement Sect, used to be.


    Now, only ruins remained.


    Tang Xiang and his group had previously been stationed among these ruins.


    "Let these ruins remain," Chu Xuan decided as he followed the trail of spiritual Qi. Arriving at a spot where the Qi was particularly dense, he selected a cliffside and began to violently smash it with his Evil Soul Chain, quickly excavating a cave abode.


    The cave didn''t need to be luxurious. As long as it had the essentials, it would suffice. After all, he didn''t plan to stay long.


    Once the cave was carved out, Chu Xuan immediately began setting up an array. Due to the presence of a third-tier spirit vein, the array could function without the need for additional spirit stones. As long as the spirit vein existed, the array would continue to operate.


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    The array he installed was a mid-grade Golden Core array known as the Fierce Wind Golden Blade Array. This formation served both as a maze and a killing field.


    Normally, it appeared as nothing more than a mist. However, if someone attempted to forcefully enter, it would unleash fierce winds and golden blades to attack the intruder.


    After fully establishing the array, Chu Xuan sat down on a stone bed to contemplate his next moves.


    Vanishing abruptly wasn''t ideal. It would be better to disappear during a sect mission after some time, ostensibly after encountering a "powerful enemy" and suffering severe injuries, ultimately leading to his mysterious disappearance. This way, as long as he performed convincingly, it wouldn''t arouse suspicion.


    "For the next few days, I''ll eliminate a few minor sects to demonstrate my loyalty," Chu Xuan planned in his mind.


    Soon, the four Golden Core cultivators at the Treasure Ship Market witnessed a He Liang who was fiercely loyal to the sect, risking his life for its cause. He dared to attack sects others feared to confront and fought Golden Core cultivators others hesitated to challenge. In essence, he killed those others dared to kill and even those they dared not!


    Before long, the moniker "Black Heart Old Devil" of the Hundred Refinement Sect began to circulate around the Myriad Islands Lake. Just hearing his name made others flee in terror.


    That day, Chu Xuan flattened another sect, slaying a Golden Core cultivator and looking upon the ruins with a shake of his head. It wasn''t that he didn''t want to find the right moment to escape; the cultivators of Myriad Islands Lake were simply too weak!


    Even if he wanted to feign a struggle, it was impossible. He couldn''t just charge at an early Golden Core cultivator, have his opponent cough up blood from the impact, remain completely unscathed himself, and then loudly proclaim he had been gravely injured. That would be far too implausible.


    Chu Xuan sighed lightly as he surveyed the Myriad Islands Lake, "Myriad Islands Lake, is there no formidable character among you?"


    A throng of Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators rushed to take over the ruins he had flattened. The way these cultivators looked at Chu Xuan was filled with awe.


    To date, six Golden Core cultivators from the Hundred Refinement Sect had come to the Treasure Ship Market.


    One unfortunate soul, overzealous for achievements, had been ambushed by two Golden Core cultivators from Myriad Islands Lake and had suffered severe injuries, forcing him to retreat to the sect. The rest had faced defeats in various forms.


    Yet, the one known as the Black Heart Ancestor stood undefeated, having battled and bested four Golden Core cultivators from Myriad Islands Lake, slaying three of them. He had single-handedly razed over a dozen large and small sects.


    Such a distinguished record of victories commanded respect and admiration from all within the Hundred Refinement Sect.


    However, if asked whether they wished to train under the Black Heart Ancestor, hundreds, if not thousands, would express their reluctance. Admiration was one thing, but leaping into the fire was quite another.


    Watching the Hundred Refinement Sect''s cultivators bustling about cleaning up the battlefield, Chu Xuan suddenly recalled a troubling matter.


    "It seems someone has been using my name recently, wreaking havoc around Myriad Islands Lake. This person had better not cross paths with me."


    Chu Xuan remembered instances where he had arrived only to find that the local sects had already been annihilated, the blood on the ground not yet cold. Impersonating him was one thing, but the fact that this impostor was intercepting his loot¡ªa line Chu Xuan could not tolerate being crossed.


    Such a person was indeed courting death.


    ...


    "Feast well, the more you eat, the better for your advancement," Chu Xuan advised as he pulled the remains of various cultivators from the Tower, handing them over to Long, Hu, and Bao.


    During this period, he had eliminated numerous Golden Core cultivators from Myriad Islands Lake. The number of Foundation Establishment cultivators he had slain was even greater, and their remains nearly formed a small mountain within the Tower.


    Long and Bao having consumed the Grand Yin Mystic Evil Pills, had steadily ascended to the rank of Corpse Commanders.


    Hu had already advanced to Corpse Commander and was now rapidly progressing, having reached the fourth level.


    What surprised Chu Xuan even more was that, after observing him a few times, Hu had managed to learn a wood-based spell.


    Normally, corpse puppets could only use their innate spells and struggled to acquire new ones.


    Although the spell Hu learned was merely a minor Entanglement Technique, this marked a significant departure from the capabilities of most corpse puppets.


    "A corpse puppet capable of learning spells, tsk, might well become a legend among corpse puppets," Chu Xuan mused. "The combination of a corpse puppet with a spiritual root hasn''t shown any problems yet... but perhaps it''s still too early to say. Continuous observation is necessary."


    Chu Xuan remained vigilant and never too relaxed about this matter.


    "I wonder how things are going with the Hundred Refinement Sect. Has the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace not yet discovered Shang Tianjue''s appearance? Or are they too busy searching for Shang Xingchen the Ghost Dragon and haven''t noticed the situation in the Southern Wilderness?"


    "That might be the case... Central Continent is too far from the Southern Wilderness, and the Transformation Heaven Palace likely only has one or two ways to directly contact the Southern Wilderness. Such methods of contact must be costly, certainly not something to be used frequently..."


    Chu Xuan pondered thoughtfully.

 Chapter 160: When Demon Paths Cross, Betrayal Comes

    On Fierce Wind Island, three figures arrived one after the other. Their sects and families had been annihilated, and now they gathered on this island, where the spiritual Qi was sparse, to discuss their dire situation.


    The bearded cultivator, Yao Hui, was the first to speak, his voice filled with frustration. "Myriad Islands Lake has reached a precarious point. The Hundred Refinements'' demonic cultivators are so aggressively oppressive! Do they intend to dominate the Southern Wilderness entirely?"


    The elderly cultivator, named Lu Qingsong, spoke with a heavy tone, "Alas... Myriad Islands Lake only ever had two Nascent Soul ancestors. One has already fallen to that Miao Zizai and the other is still in secluded meditation..."


    "With the current state of affairs, my friends, I think we should flee. The world is vast; why hang ourselves in this noose when we can preserve our lives and roam freely?"


    Yao Hui frowned, "Flee... I can''t bear it. I''ve left over three hundred years of foundation here; I cannot let go..."


    The young cultivator who had remained silent until now suddenly burst out angrily, "I also want to flee, but I can''t bear it! That Black Heart Old Devil massacred my family and destroyed my sect! If I don''t kill him, I''ll never be at peace!"


    His name was Ouyang Zheng. At forty-nine, he had condensed his Golden Core, making him one of the outstanding Golden Core cultivators in Myriad Islands Lake.


    Recently, his family and the sect he founded, the "Righteous Dao Faction," had been annihilated by the Black Heart Old Devil.


    Among the three, Ouyang Zheng had suffered the most. Yao Hui and Lu Qingsong glanced at him and then lowered their heads. They were older and could let go of their vendetta and flee.


    But Ouyang Zheng was still strong and likely to advance to the mid or even late Golden Core stage. If he retreated now, he might develop a heart demon that would hinder his cultivation in the future.


    Lu Qingsong whispered, "Brother Ouyang, what do you plan to do? Before we leave, we''ll help you one last time."


    Yao Hui nodded in agreement. The three had a close private relationship. Since Ouyang Zheng was set on revenge, they would help as much as they could.


    Ouyang Zheng suddenly looked at them, "A friend passed on a demonic technique to me that can absorb Golden Cores to quickly enhance one''s power. If you truly want to help, why not help me thoroughly and give your Golden Cores to me?"


    Yao Hui and Lu Qingsong were shaken, instinctively feeling uneasy.


    "Ouyang Zheng, have you gone mad?" Lu Qingsong tried to activate his defensive magic treasure subconsciously, only to find his spiritual sense and Qi extremely sluggish, making it impossible to activate his defenses.


    Yao Hui immediately thought of escaping but found his legs unbearably heavy, as if they were filled with lead, unable to move.


    Yao Hui, in a fit of rage, roared, "We are all cultivators of Myriad Islands Lake, and yet you attack us like this! How are you any different from that Black Heart Old Devil who destroyed your family and sect?"


    At this moment, the sorrowful expression on Ouyang Zheng''s face vanished, replaced by a sinister sneer. "My family, I killed them. My sect, I destroyed it. Sometimes I am Ouyang Zheng; sometimes, I am the Black Heart Old Devil!"


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    Yao Hui and Lu Qingsong''s eyes widened in horror. They had never imagined that Ouyang Zheng could bring himself to harm his own kin to such an extent. This was ruthlessness beyond measure, actions unthinkable for a righteous cultivator.


    "Both of you, I need your help to advance my cultivation!" Ouyang Zheng declared with a cruel laugh as he lunged at Yao Hui and Lu Qingsong.


    Screams echoed through the chamber, soon followed by the chilling sound of greedy chewing.


    Moments later, Ouyang Zheng emerged from the chamber. Waiting outside was a figure cloaked in a black robe.


    Ouyang Zheng tossed two storage bags to the figure. A gnarled, purple-black hand, wrinkled and rough, reached out and swiftly grabbed the bags. Ouyang Zheng dared only to glance briefly, his eyes filled with wariness.


    A raspy, aged voice came from beneath the cloak, "Good. According to our agreement, within five days, use the identity of the Black Heart Old Devil to eliminate the Ice Point Sect."


    Ouyang Zheng frowned, "I have already alerted He Liang. Acting again so soon might draw him directly to me."


    The cloaked figure chuckled eerily, "Are you afraid of him? You have consumed two Golden Cores; your power must have surged tremendously. He Liang is merely a body cultivator, what is there to fear?"


    As he spoke, the cloaked figure tossed a vial to Ouyang Zheng, "This poison is particularly effective against the robust vitality within a body cultivator."


    Biting his lip, Ouyang Zheng conceded, "Alright, I''ll do as you say."


    His ability to poison Yao Hui and Lu Qingsong had been thanks to the drugs provided by the cloaked figure. He had immense trust in this person''s concoctions.


    After Ouyang Zheng departed, the cloaked figure remained in place. Moonlight fell upon his face, revealing a ghastly visage.


    "He Liang, heh," the figure mused. "Isn''t that the qi-refining disciple from the Infinite Sect? His actions and manner are very much like those of us from the demonic path.


    Kills and erases sects, taking all the bodies with him, undoubtedly for crafting corpse puppets... who really is this person masquerading as He Liang?"


    ...


    "Hmm, are there transmission talismans?"


    Chu Xuan, having just returned from Blue Star to Mystic Azure Star, discovered two transmission talismans flitting about like headless flies within his formation.


    With a casual gesture, one of the talismans landed in his hand. As the Spiritual Qi stirred, a raspy voice emanated from the talisman.


    "The Black Heart Old Devil will appear at the Ice Point Sect in five days."


    Chu Xuan frowned. This voice was unfamiliar to him. It belonged to neither Yuan Zichu nor Zhu Yuqiao.


    Yet, this stranger had divulged such crucial intelligence. It seemed too significant to dismiss.


    To go or not to go?


    "No."


    Chu Xuan scoffed.


    Who could say whether this was a trap set by the cultivators of the Thousand Islands Lake?


    Even with his physique refined thirty-layer and his Golden Core at the seventh level, robust beyond compare, falling into a pre-set killing formation could still spell his doom. Thus, he would never trust such an unreliable transmission talisman.


    Chu Xuan reached out and summoned the other talisman into his hand. After infusing it with Spiritual Qi, the same aged, hoarse voice spoke again.


    "You are using the name He Liang of the Infinite Sect¡ª who are you?"


    Chu Xuan was taken aback. The name He Liang was almost unknown. Even within the Infinite Sect, perhaps only those disciples who had interacted with He Liang would have some recollection of him. He had casually used this name when accepting an invitation from the Hundred Refined Sect.


    To think it would be recognized?


    Chu Xuan immediately concluded that the speaker must also be a demonic cultivator, likely one within the Infinite Sect.


    "To approach my cave dwelling undetected, fearing not discovery... this person must have spies in the Treasure Ship Market, and his strength is at least at the Golden Core stage."


    After much deliberation, Chu Xuan could only guess it to be Wan Wuying. But hadn''t that unfortunate master entered the Ghost Palace and never emerged again? Could he have found another way out?


    Chu Xuan scratched his head. It seemed he had no choice but to visit the Ice Point Sect. Not to mention, the impostor had dared to tarnish the reputation of the Black Heart Old Devil!


    He must be eliminated. As for this old acquaintance from the Infinite Sect...


    Chu Xuan smacked his lips, "I must prepare thoroughly. When a demon meets a demon, a stab in the back is all too common."

 Chapter 161: Stop hiding. Come out.

    Mystic Ice Island, the Ice Point Sect.


    Compared to the mighty forces of Myriad Islands Lake, such as the Dragon Fish Sect and the Curio Alliance, which boast three or more Golden Core cultivators, the Ice Point Sect is merely a minor faction harboring a False Core cultivator.


    The so-called False Core represents a somewhat awkward realm. Some Foundation Establishment cultivators, recognizing their mediocre aptitude or facing the twilight of their lifespan¡ªor perhaps those grievously injured, their foundations compromised¡ªfind themselves unable to form a true Golden Core. In desperation, they either rely on secret techniques or the aid of a Golden Core cultivator to forcibly condense a False Core.


    A False Core cultivator surpasses a ninth-level Foundation Builder by a significant margin, yet does not compare to a true Golden Core. Moreover, obtaining a False Core does not extend one''s lifespan.


    Most crucially, once a False Core is formed, the cultivator can never hope to condense a Golden Core. Due to these limitations, many Golden Core cultivators hold False Core cultivators in disdain.


    The Ice Point Sect, led by such False Core cultivators, is one such minor sect. It is said that the Ice Point Sect possesses a secret technique that guarantees the formation of a False Core.


    Any member who surpasses the age of one hundred can easily condense a False Core, ensuring that the sect always has more than five such cultivators. It is by this strength that the Ice Point Sect manages to eke out an existence and stubbornly survive in Myriad Islands Lake.


    However, now, the Ice Point Sect has been reduced to ruins. All five False Core cultivators were slain by the nefarious Black Heart Old Devil, who harvested and consumed their False Cores. As for the Foundation Establishment cultivators and Qi Refining disciples, they either perished or fled.


    "The taste of a False Core really doesn''t compare to a Golden Core; it''s not pleasant at all," Ouyang Zheng coldly snorted, ready to leave.


    Yet, he noticed a figure standing on the lake, a hundred zhang away, observing him with great interest. Ouyang Zheng was startled¡ªhis spiritual sense had failed to detect the other''s approach!


    Who was this person?


    With a light step on the lake surface, the figure rapidly approached, soon standing face to face with Ouyang Zheng. Recognizing the man, Ouyang Zheng''s heart skipped a beat.


    It was indeed He Liang, the Black Heart Old Devil!


    It seemed his own actions, taken under the guise of the Black Heart Old Devil, had indeed alerted the genuine article.


    However, remembering the vial of poison given to him by the cloaked figure, specifically meant to harm body cultivators, Ouyang Zheng''s mind steadied somewhat.


    Fully aware of your moves, what do you have to compete with me? Even you, the real Black Heart Old Devil, shall fall today!


    "You are who, seeking death as well?" Ouyang Zheng sneered, his voice low and hoarse.


    Chu Xuan responded with a light chuckle, "I was merely curious to see who dared misuse my name so recklessly."


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    ''So it was just a minor player from Myriad Islands Lake.''


    With his mastery in the art of disguise, he immediately saw through the other''s fa?ade.


    Beneath the guise of "He Liang" was another face, one Chu Xuan had already seen through the spiritual jade slip provided by Yuan Zichu.


    The Hundred Refinements Sect''s ability to gather intelligence was unparalleled.


    The appearances, backgrounds, and signature techniques of all Golden Core cultivators in Myriad Islands Lake, whether seasoned or newly ascended, had been thoroughly documented by the sect.


    Chu Xuan instantly recognized this man as Ouyang Zheng, the leader of the Righteous Dao Sect.


    In that moment, he realized:


    The Righteous Dao Sect and the Ouyang family had not been destroyed by him, yet the deed had been accredited to him.


    It appears that Ouyang Zheng himself had orchestrated the demise of his own kin and disciples, yet laid the blame at Chu Xuan''s feet.


    Truly detestable!


    And to think, he didn''t even leave the corpses of the cultivators for him.


    "Nonsense, you deserve death!"


    Angered, Ouyang Zheng made his move. He charged forward, thrusting his long spear with explosive force.


    Chu Xuan, surprised, noted that this man was also a body cultivator. No wonder he could replace him.


    "The physique of a body cultivator, plump and juicy, perfect for nourishing corpse puppets."


    Chu Xuan smiled and executed the Fierce Evil Escape.


    In an instant, he moved from reacting to acting first, appearing right in front of Ouyang Zheng.


    The Fierce Evil Escape, a technique learned from the second level of the "Yin Thunder Evil Technique," wasn''t particularly cost-effective.


    But as a Golden Core period escape technique, it was naturally faster than any Yin Evil escape from the Foundation Establishment stage.


    For now, he would make do with this.


    Ouyang Zheng caught off guard, roared lowly and swiftly changed his attack, the spear crashing down furiously.


    Chu Xuan scoffed coldly.


    A true body cultivator needs no weapons. His own body is the mightiest weapon!


    With a direct punch, he shattered Ouyang Zheng''s long spear. Unabated, his fist continued its trajectory, striking squarely against Ouyang Zheng''s chest.


    With a crisp crack, Ouyang Zheng''s inner armor disintegrated. His defensive magic treasure dimmed instantly, whining as it was flung away.


    Ouyang Zheng spurted fresh blood, hurled backward by dozens of feet. Panicked, he immediately attempted to flee.


    Chu Xuan pursued relentlessly. In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance to within ten feet.


    His fist, charged with boundless power, was poised to strike.


    "Dare to pursue me? Die then!" Ouyang Zheng''s face twisted from fear to ferocity.


    He swung his hand fiercely, releasing a cloud of crimson poison powder that enveloped Chu Xuan under the influence of spiritual qi.


    Ouyang Zheng''s bizarre laughter echoed; he had tested the potency of this poison powder before.


    It didn''t need to be inhaled. Merely touching the skin, it would penetrate the pores and impede the circulation of blood within the body.


    Since body cultivators utilize blood rather than spiritual energy, once the blood flow ceased, their formidable strength would find no outlet.


    Then, they would be at his mercy!


    However, a steadfast punch tore through the crimson poison, smashing directly into Ouyang Zheng''s ghastly face.


    With a squelch, his head burst like a ripe melon.


    Before his headless body could fall, Chu Xuan casually tossed it into the Corpse Nurturing Tower. The storage bag was swiftly attached to his waist.


    This entire process of killing and looting was all too familiar to Chu Xuan.


    "A mere twenty-layer body cultivator dares to impersonate me. To impersonate me is one thing, but to then perform so poorly in battle, failing to kill his opponents and even letting them escape! And this poison, utterly useless."


    Chu Xuan shook his head repeatedly. When it comes to poisons, he is the true master!


    The moment the crimson poison was dispersed, he had already neutralized it.


    Arriving at the Ice Point Sect, he casually gathered all the corpses into the Tower.


    Without turning around, he suddenly spoke in a chilling tone, "Stop hiding. Come out."


    All was silent around him.


    Beneath the surface of the lake, the cloaked figure was shocked. "Did he see me? Or sense my presence? Impossible!"


    Chu Xuan remained stationary, hands clasped behind his back, "Won''t you come out? Must I make my move?"


    The cloaked figure clenched his teeth, "Could I really have been discovered? Impossible, he must be bluffing!"


    Chu Xuan smirked coldly, "Unsteady breath, found you!"


    He struck ferociously.


    Three hundred Yin Thunder Seeds whistled through the air, swiftly engulfing the area where the cloaked figure hid!

 Chapter 162: You Treacherous Disciple!

    Yin Thunder Seed is imbued with both the essence of Yin Evil and the force of thunder.


    Three hundred of these beads whistled through the air simultaneously, sufficient to evaporate an entire body of water into steam!


    In an instant, vast clouds of steam rose from the area. A muffled groan was heard.


    The figure cloaked in black was forced to reveal himself.


    "Damn it! So many Yin Thunder Seeds!"


    He was both shocked and enraged, compelled to continuously deploy escape techniques. Weaving through the continuously exploding beads, he dodged the terrifying damage.


    Yet even so, the massive net woven by the explosions of the three hundred Yin Thunder Seeds was immensely formidable. He might evade one, but not the next.


    The cloaked figure tried desperately to dodge, ultimately forced to activate his defensive magic treasure to block the attacks. Despite his efforts, he still sustained numerous wounds.


    However, using the rebounding force of the Yin Thunder Seeds, he successfully increased the distance.


    He burst out of the deadly net created by the interweaving Yin Thunder Seeds.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow.


    Impressive.


    The simultaneous explosion of three hundred Yin Thunder Seeds could seriously injure even a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. Yet, this person had managed to escape with his life.


    Chu Xuan stomped the ground, ready to advance and attack with full force.


    However, as he took a step forward, the water beneath him suddenly transformed into formidable frost.


    In an instant, his feet were frozen. And the frost didn''t stop there; it continued to climb, aiming to encase his entire body in ice!


    Chu Xuan''s expression shifted slightly. He burst forth the strength from his legs, shattering the frost and hastily retreating.


    Yet, the frost pursued like a python, relentlessly coiling around him.


    Chu Xuan frowned.


    Instantly, a black iron shield and a gold-wood shield flew from his body, attempting to block the assault.


    With a crack, both shields were frozen by the frost and shattered into pieces on the spot!


    Using the rebounding force of the explosion, Chu Xuan instantly escaped over sixty feet away, well beyond the reach of the frost attack. He was not sentimental about the loss.


    The two items were merely high-grade magic tools. Their destruction was inconsequential as long as he remained unharmed.


    However, he was surprised that the opponent had pre-arranged a formation, almost causing him to fall into a trap. It seemed he was facing a fellow cultivator.


    Chu Xuan and the cloaked figure stared at each other across the distance, each displaying a wariness.


    The cloaked figure, eyeing the familiar black iron shield, gave a flicker of recognition. He spoke softly, "Since we''re both cultivators of the demonic path, why not reveal your sect?"


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    Chu Xuan frowned, "Nonsense, how am I a demonic cultivator? You look more like a demonic cultivator! Your entire family are demonic cultivators!"


    The cloaked figure was irked. Both being sly as millennia-old foxes, such trivial deceits were pointless. Suppressing his anger, he pointed to the shattered remnants of the black iron shield, "That was the defensive magic tool I used back when I was a Foundation Establishment cultivator. I remember it well!"


    Chu Xuan scratched his head, puzzled for a moment before tentatively asking, "Master?"


    The cloaked figure sneered, "Master was nearly killed by you, you treacherous disciple!"


    Chu Xuan coughed slightly, "My master came to Myriad Islands Lake years ago in search of opportunities and vanished without a trace. I have been searching for him here for a long time, yet you suddenly appears now. How can you prove you are my master, Wan Wuying?"


    The cloaked figure responded coldly, "I went to the underground ruins in the Misty Mountains, to the Ghost Palace of the Nether Dao Sect. I was the one who told you about it!"


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow, "But few who went to the Ghost Palace came back alive."


    The cloaked figure removed his cloak, revealing a grotesque and unfamiliar face. It looked abnormal as if it were sewn together from two different people.


    Chu Xuan felt an eerie chill.


    The cloaked figure sighed deeply, "At that time, only three Golden Core cultivators from the Divine Star Sect made it out alive, and I seized the body of one of them."


    Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows in surprise.


    Quite the revelation!


    Wan Wuying continued, "My soul does not match this body well, which is why my face has become like this. Now you should be sure, my good disciple, Chu Xuan!"


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, "Master, if I had recognized you without any hesitation or doubt, that would have truly belied the lessons you taught me, right?"


    Wan Wuying snorted, "That''s true indeed."


    A stranger claiming to be a long-dead master and appearing so suddenly¡ªif he had believed it immediately, that would have been a disservice to his years of training as a demonic cultivator.


    "Master, let''s find a new place to talk," Chu Xuan whispered.


    "Agreed," Wan Wuying nodded.


    Moments later, they arrived at Gale Island. This island, poor in Spiritual Qi, rarely attracted cultivators, making it an ideal place for a heartfelt reunion.


    "Master, I''ve missed you terribly!" Chu Xuan exclaimed with great emotion.


    Wan Wuying waved his hand dismissively, "Oh, knock it off. If you really missed me, you would have gone to the Ghost Palace to find me. You never went once."


    Chu Xuan spread his hands, "If I died, wouldn''t the legacy of the Extreme Yin Cave be lost?"


    Wan Wuying was silent, observing Chu Xuan closely. He felt a mix of sentimentality, relief, and complexity. "Now that you are also a Golden Core cultivator, you need not call me master anymore. My master is the Nine Profound True Master. Consider me as a stand-in master. From now on, call me ''senior brother.''"


    Chu Xuan was surprised. ''True Master''? This term was usually reserved for Deity Transformation cultivators.


    Was Wan Wuying''s master a formidable Deity Transformation cultivator?


    After further conversation, Chu Xuan learned that Wan Wuying and Jiu Xuan were not truly master and disciple. Nine Profound, a roving cultivator, had encountered Wan Wuying, then a ninth level Foundation Establishment cultivator, and casually imparted a few insights that had opened Wan Wuying''s mind.


    Nine Profound had stated that if Wan Wuying could break through to the Golden Core stage within two years, it would prove his aptitude was sufficient to join the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace in Central Continent.


    Unfortunately, Wan Wuying was attacked by enemies during his advancement, leading to years of recovery and missing the opportunity.


    If anything, Wan Wuying was more like an honorary disciple of the venerable Nine Profound True Master.


    At this moment, Wan Wuying was filled with a mix of emotions. He hadn''t expected that his former disciple would now be a cultivator of the same rank. The two continued their conversation, sharing the events of the past years.


    Of course, Chu Xuan knew that Wan Wuying must have had his secrets to have survived the Ghost Palace, and Wan Wuying understood that Chu Xuan must have encountered his own unique fortunes to have reached the Golden Core realm. Much was left unsaid, as both understood each other''s journeys well enough.


    Chu Xuan inquired, "Senior brother, how did you end up at Myriad Islands Lake, and how did you come to collaborate with Ouyang Zheng?"


    Wan Wuying sighed deeply, "My lifespan has greatly diminished. Now, the only way to survive is to quickly advance my cultivation and attempt to reach the Nascent Soul stage.


    I wanted to obtain the qualifications to enter the extraterritorial battlefield and seek out Nascent Soul spiritual items, which led me to cooperate with Ouyang Zheng. But Ouyang Zheng''s strength was insufficient, not making him an ideal partner.


    I had earlier noticed that you wield demonic methods and possess formidable strength, making you a suitable partner. That''s why I set up today''s situation. Who would have thought... heh."


    Wan Wuying''s cheeks reddened slightly. He had almost been outwitted by his former disciple, nearly suffering significant harm.


    Such an embarrassment to admit.

 Chapter 163: Reincarnation Divine Church

    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. The qualification to enter the extraterritorial battlefield? That sounded intriguing. He expressed his interest, "Senior brother, please elaborate on how to obtain this qualification."


    Wan Wuying spoke gravely, "In a year, the extraterritorial battlefield will open. The upper sect will distribute a thousand tokens across various locations on Mystic Azure Star.


    The Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, as the overlord of Mystic Azure Star, can select cultivators to enter the battlefield without needing a token.


    For us loose cultivators, seizing a token allows entry. Otherwise, one must acquire rare heavenly materials and treasures that catch the upper sect''s eye to gain entry."


    Chu Xuan, puzzled, asked, "What is this upper sect?"


    Wan Wuying''s eyes gleamed with aspiration, "Feather Transformation Heaven Palace is a fifth-level cultivation sect controlling Mystic Azure Star.


    Above it is the sixth-level Reincarnation Divine Church, which governs over a dozen cultivation stars! A sixth-level cultivation sect is a colossal organization that boasts Astral Projection stage powerhouses!"


    Chu Xuan was taken aback. A sixth-level cultivation sect controlling over a dozen stars? Truly formidable!


    "Senior brother, do you know what conditions are like on the extraterritorial battlefield?" Chu Xuan inquired further.


    Wan Wuying shook his head, "The last time the extraterritorial battlefield was opened was five hundred years ago, during the chaotic collapse of the Nether Dao Sect.


    I have never entered, but I know it is a perilous treasure trove. The battlefield features sudden spatial rifts and void winds, ancient beasts that can destroy and devour everything.


    There are also corpses of Nascent Soul, Deity Transformation, and even higher realm cultivators, various ancient spiritual items, and ancient legacies!


    Us Golden Core cultivators qualify only for the least dangerous parts of the extraterritorial battlefield. Our task is merely to clean up the aftermath."


    Wan Wuying sighed deeply, "In summary, it''s a place of both risk and opportunity. Many cultivators want to take a chance to venture into the extraterritorial battlefield."


    Chu Xuan listened intently. It truly sounded like an appealing place.


    As he contemplated advancing from Golden Core to the Nascent Soul stage, it seemed inevitable that he would need to brave the battlefield.


    Moreover, his path as a body cultivator had reached its limit. Given that the battlefield held many lost ancient techniques and legacies, he might find one or two suitable body cultivation methods there.


    Chu Xuan pondered another aspect, "Mystic Azure Star is vast; with a thousand tokens scattered around, isn''t it like finding a needle in a haystack?"


    Wan Wuying chuckled mischievously, "Such rules have been passed down for countless millennia, and our predecessors have already summarized methods to obtain these tokens. The simplest method is to buy a token from a disciple of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace!"


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    Chu Xuan, puzzled, asked, "Buy?"


    Wan Wuying nodded, "The upper sect grants a thousand tokens to be distributed randomly by the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.


    The higher-ups in the palace might act fairly, but the actual distribution is handled by the lower ranks. And are those disciples as fair?


    No! They will not act fairly! They need resources for cultivation! Such token distribution is exactly the kind of power they would leverage for personal gain."


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. Indeed, that made sense.


    Deity Transformation cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators would hardly bother with such mundane matters; they would be focused on advancing to higher realms. Such duties would fall to lesser individuals.


    Any small figure with a bit of authority would inevitably think of profiting from it.


    This hinted at another method of obtaining a token...


    Sensing the change in Chu Xuan''s expression, Wan Wuying grinned wickedly, "Correct, robbing Feather Transformation Heaven Palace disciples is also a way to get a token! Such an act might have been difficult in the past, but now there is an excellent opportunity!"


    Chu Xuan''s eyes flashed, "I understand, senior brother wants to take advantage of the chaos in the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace to fish in troubled waters."


    Wan Wuying laughed heartily, "Exactly! You must have heard about the situation with Shang Tianjue."


    Chu Xuan nodded.


    Wan Wuying continued gravely, "I believe Shang Tianjue is also eyeing the extraterritorial battlefield. Once it opens, he will surely act, stirring up the great situation on Mystic Azure Star! We can take advantage of the chaos to snatch what we want."


    After speaking, he sighed deeply, "Shang Tianjue caused me to lose my physical body, reducing me to this state. I can''t avenge this grudge, alas!"


    Chu Xuan sighed softly.


    Apart from expressing sympathy, there wasn''t much else he could say.


    Wan Wuying added, "With some time left before the extraterritorial battlefield opens, I need to find a place to retreat and cultivate to boost my strength. What about you?"


    Chu Xuan nodded, "I plan to do the same. However, I need your help with something."


    He casually mentioned his plan.


    Wan Wuying listened with surprise but nodded, "Alright, I''ll help you."


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    A month later, Chu Xuan arrived at the Listening Rain Number, his brow deeply furrowed.


    Yuan Zichu followed closely behind, equally indignant, "It''s truly detestable! This person has been masquerading as fellow daoist He, committing rampant murders. The worst part is the number of treasures he''s stolen. That''s utterly reprehensible!"


    Chu Xuan nodded solemnly, responding coolly, "Fellow daoist Yuan, you oversee the Treasure Ship Market; all news from Myriad Islands Lake converges here. Please keep an eye out for this impostor for me. Should he surface again, I will personally intervene to erase him."


    Yuan Zichu nodded vigorously, "Rest assured, fellow daoist!"


    After Chu Xuan departed, Zhu Yuqiao appeared, she spoke with palpable relief, "Fellow daoist He being impersonated seemed extremely angry. It''s my first time seeing him like this."


    Yuan Zichu shook his head, "He''s not angry about the impersonation."


    Zhu Yuqiao looked puzzled, "Ah, then what is it?"


    Yuan Zichu spoke quietly, "He''s angry because the treasures that should have been his were stolen by that counterfeit."


    Zhu Yuqiao was taken aback.


    Yuan Zichu reached out to hold Zhu Yuqiao''s slender fingers, "The impostor is very powerful, stronger than any of us, and he stops at nothing. Only He Liang can deal with him. Yuqiao, don''t go out during this time. I''ll notify the others to keep an eye out for the impostor."


    Zhu Yuqiao blushed slightly, "Thank you, Zichu."


    Yuan Zichu smiled, "Shall we delve deeper into the study of arrays? Should we go to your cave or mine?"


    Zhu Yuqiao''s cheeks flushed deeper, "Let''s go to yours. I fear my spouse might find out."


    "Alright," Yuan Zichu said, taking Zhu Yuqiao with him.


    ¡­


    Half a month later.


    Yuan Zichu received word that the impostor had appeared again and immediately notified Chu Xuan.


    "Everyone stay out of this; I want to capture that impostor alive! Doesn''t he know that I always cultivate virtue?! Daring to impersonate me and commit murders, ruining my reputation!"


    Chu Xuan roared, mounting the Imperial Sky Mirror and vanishing in the blink of an eye, disappearing from Yuan Zichu and Zhu Yuqiao''s sight.


    Zhu Yuqiao scoffed slightly, "With his strength, he will surely defeat the impostor decisively. He just doesn''t want us to share in the spoils."


    Yuan Zichu expressed concern, "That''s not necessarily true. The impostor is very powerful; even fellow daoist Zhao Benhe nearly died at his hands. Fellow daoist He¡­ ah¡­"

 Chapter 164: Those Who Cannot Withstand Testing Are Unfit as Partners

    Atop the ruins of a sect, Chu Xuan and the impostor met, and a fierce battle ensued immediately upon their encounter. They fought from sunrise to sunset, from the eastern islands to the western ones.


    Ultimately, Chu Xuan fell victim to a trap set by the impostor, stepping into a pre-arranged array that dealt him a severe blow. After tumbling into the lake, he completely disappeared.


    Yuan Zichu, Zhu Yuqiao, Zhao Benhe, and other cultivators mobilized a large number of Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators to search extensively. Despite their efforts, they were unable to find Chu Xuan''s body.


    ...


    In the Treasure Ship Market, a gathering of Golden Core cultivators displayed a range of expressions¡ªsome were reflective, others regretful, some smug, and a few disdainful.


    Yuan Zichu was among those who felt regret. Even though "He Liang" had used some demonic techniques and had shattered his defensive measures upon their first meeting, Yuan had always felt that he was a person worth befriending. It was unfortunate that he had now likely perished at the hands of an impostor.


    Those who were smug or disdainful were the ones who had long envied Chu Xuan. They felt that he had killed too many cultivators from Myriad Islands Lake and stolen treasures that should have belonged to them. They harbored grievances against Chu Xuan and were secretly pleased at the prospect of his probable death.


    Yuan Zichu spoke solemnly, "I propose to report the disappearance of fellow daoist He and request that a new Golden Core fellow daoist be sent to Myriad Islands Lake. What are your thoughts?"


    "No objections," everyone nodded in agreement.


    "Very well, I shall report as such," Yuan Zichu affirmed.


    ...


    In the midst of the Hundred Refinement Sect''s Golden Core cultivators discussing important matters, Chu Xuan and Wan Wuying were already toasting under the moonlight.


    "Junior brother, that was quite a fierce performance. I almost thought you were serious," Wan Wuying commented while sipping wine and popping pills.


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "How else to make them believe?"


    The impostor Ouyang Zheng was already dead. The current impostor was naturally Wan Wuying. The daytime battle was not only a show for Yuan Zichu and others to gauge but also for Wan Wuying to see.


    Chu Xuan was testing whether Wan Wuying was genuinely cooperating with him. After all, both were cultivators of the demonic path, and a true alliance or cooperation is never truly part of a demonic cultivator''s dictionary.


    Partners? As long as there was enough benefit, partners could always be betrayed!


    Chu Xuan''s cooperation with Wan Wuying was based solely on the latter''s strength and their years of mentorship. He was not foolish enough to consider Wan Wuying a senior brother to depend on for life and death. Individuals like Liu Zhenxiong were indeed very rare.


    "Let''s drink this cup and then part ways for now," Wan Wuying smiled, raising his glass and pausing momentarily, "Junior brother, why the poison, though? There really was no need for that between senior and junior brothers."


    Chu Xuan also raised his glass and replied with a smile, "Then senior brother also had no need to put a charm in the wine."


    "It was merely an exchange of courtesies," he added.


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    The two looked at each other and burst out laughing. Testing each other was a constant reality. Those who couldn''t withstand testing did not deserve to be partners.


    ...


    Taking advantage of the night, Chu Xuan quickly escaped. He removed his disguise, reverting to his original appearance, and soon found a secluded island.


    After setting up a cave dwelling and arranging the arrays, he quickly returned to Blue Star.


    During Chu Xuan''s time in Myriad Islands Lake, the situation on Blue Star had been prospering. His army of undead had swept across the continents. The destruction of the Sunzi Country''s government had also spread across all the lands.


    Amid the global dominance of Blue Star under Chu Xuan''s command, the intricate operations of his zombie and gu forces continued to escalate.


    The Parasitic Seeds, controlling giant apes, conquered the Harsha Dynasty, eliminating the royal family and securing the third fragment of the Psionic Cube.


    Meanwhile, the Zombie Empress''s newly developed assault-type corpse ships penetrated the territories of the Freedom Alliance and the Arctic Army. Within a subterranean base controlled by the Freedom Alliance, they discovered the fourth fragment of the Psionic Cube.


    The zombie armies also unearthed that Science City was intricately connected to the Freedom Alliance. Before the Psionic revival, the Freedom Alliance had secretly sent the "City Lord" to the Han country to establish Science City.


    As for the Holy Light Theocracy, they didn''t wait for the zombie army to reach their doors. Instead, they proactively submitted to Chu Xuan''s forces, offering the fifth fragment of the Psionic Cube.


    Chu Xuan lounged on a plush velvet recliner, intrigued by the nearly complete Psionic Cube. Even though Blue Star was almost unified, the final piece of the cube was still missing.


    Chu Xuan had dispersed his zombie armies globally to watch for any signs of the last fragment. The idle Psionic Cube rapidly facilitated the growth of flesh and blood, although, unfortunately, Chu Xuan no longer had a use for body cultivation techniques.


    On the other hand, the Blood Beehives produced vast quantities of blood honey, bulking up the bees to nearly the size of half a fist. Under the massive infusion of blood honey, the queen bee''s realm soared, advancing into the rank of a third-stage Gu.


    Besides the worker bees, soldier bees, and venom bees, a new type of bee was unlocked¡ªthe Fire Bee. Similar to the venom bee, which has a venom sac for storing toxins, the fire bee possesses a unique flame sac that stores fire, which can be expelled when necessary.


    For Chu Xuan, the venom bees and fire bees were much more useful than the soldier bees. The former could store various poisons he concocted, and the latter could even hold the Corpse Refining Blood Fire.


    In battle, dispersing venom and fire bees could potentially have a surprising effect.


    "It''s a pity that the Corpse Refining Blood Fire has not yet advanced to spawn the Blood Evil Yin Fire," Chu Xuan mused. "Perhaps it''s not burning enough..."


    He signaled the Zombie Matriarch and Zombie Empress to ramp up production. The wild zombies outside had grown wiser, and ultrasonic calls no longer lured the higher intelligence zombies.


    Fortunately, Chu Xuan still had the Zombie Matriarch and Zombie Empress, who were akin to living zombie production factories. Increasing production merely required more large blood pearls, allowing for a self-sustaining cycle of production and combustion.


    ¡­


    On the secluded isle of Myriad Islands Lake, a diminutive Nascent Soul cultivator fled in terror.


    He cried out, his voice both fierce and desperate, "Shang Tianjue! Dare to slay me, and the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace will soon be upon you! Your end is nigh! If you spare my life, we can both step back and perhaps..."


    But Shang Tianjue, relentless in pursuit, paid no heed to his plea. A mass of dark qi transformed into a gargantuan maw that eclipsed the sky, devouring the fleeing Nascent Soul in one fell swoop.


    Chewing thoughtfully a few times, Shang Tianjue swallowed contentedly.


    "Another Nascent Soul consumed, and now I''ve reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage. Even the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, obtuse as they are, must realize by now that the Burning Heaven Sect is no more. They will make their move. The extraterritorial battlefield is about to open. Mystic Azure Star shall soon be thrown into turmoil!"


    Shang Tianjue laughed heartily, his gaze alight with relentless determination and madness.


    ...


    In the heart of the Central Continent floated a colossal island.


    This island, known as Feather Transformation Island, was the very gate of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace. It was a mighty testament to the Deity Transformation cultivators'' power, a whole mountain range uprooted and encircled with formidable arrays.


    For every disciple of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, it was an honor to ascend to Feather Transformation Island, for it was the true center of power within the palace.


    At this moment, within the grand council hall of Feather Transformation Island, a voice thundered in anger.


    "Three years! A full three years! And only now you learn of Shang Tianjue''s emergence in the Southern Wilderness!"

 Chapter 165: Feather Transformation Heaven Palace Attack

    In the opulent council hall, an elderly man with the bearing of an immortal stood upon the steps. Below him knelt five middle-aged individuals. The scathing rebuke had erupted from the elder.


    The four middle-aged men bowed their heads in silence, but one ventured softly, "Ancestor, we have been diligently searching for Shang Xingchen''s whereabouts, which led us to overlook Shang Tianjue. As for the Heavenly Patrol Mirror, it is routine to communicate with the other four continents only once every decade..."


    The elder snapped coldly, "So you caught the sesame seeds but lost the watermelon? Moreover, you haven''t even caught Shang Xingchen, just traces of him!


    I truly was mistaken to entrust the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace to you all! All you think about day and night is vying for power and grabbing benefits! Why not consider uniting to produce another Deity Transformation cultivator?


    If there is no new Deity Transformation cultivator after I pass, what will become of our Feather Transformation Heaven Palace?!


    I have come to realize that the real threat to the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace is not from outside, not from other sects, but right here on Feather Transformation Island, among my own direct disciples!


    It has been only a few years since the collapse of the Nether Dao Sect! Have you forgotten? The gaping pit that was once their ancestral ground still stares at you every day!"


    The five middle-aged men remained silent once more, neither daring to look at each other nor raise their heads, merely enduring the tirade.


    After a long vent, the elder''s mood slightly eased. "Act now! Travel to the Southern Wilderness via the ancient teleportation array and capture Shang Tianjue! I will tolerate no mistakes this time! Whoever accomplishes this, I will appoint him as the master of the palace!"


    The five middle-aged men''s eyes lit up as they rose to their feet, declaring in unison, "Please rest assured, Master, we shall fulfill this mission without dishonor!"


    The elder then tossed out a storage bag, "This contains the tokens bestowed by the upper sect. Make arrangements for these tokens as well. We must act fairly; each of the five continents must receive two hundred tokens!"


    The five men responded respectfully, "We understand."


    After they departed, the elder sighed deeply. "Shang Tianjue has already appeared, but what of Shang Xingchen? Will the prophecy... become reality? Will our Feather Transformation Heaven Palace fall at the hands of them?"


    ...


    In the mystical realm of Southern Wilderness within the Kingdom of Yu, while mortals and low-level cultivators were still lost in slumber, disciples from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace arrived through the ancient teleportation arrays.


    Nascent Soul, Golden Core, Foundation Establishment... a myriad of cultivators congregated in the sky, resembling celestial warriors.


    A commanding middle-aged man surged with Spiritual Qi, his voice rolling out majestically. "By the elder''s decree! The Hundred Refinement Sect, despite knowing the palace''s command, still chose to aid Shang Tianjue. All elders and disciples of the Hundred Refinement Sect are to be executed!"


    The disciples of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace responded in unison, "Yes!"


    Their voices thundered like a clap of sky-shattering thunder, startling demonic beasts in all directions into a frenzied escape.


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    From Yan Kingdom, Yue Kingdom, to Myriad Islands Lake, figures from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace appeared at various ancient teleportation arrays. Each team was led by a Nascent Soul cultivator.


    The Nascent Soul cultivators of other sects were no match for those of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.


    It wasn''t an exaggeration to say that a single Nascent Soul cultivator from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace could single-handedly take on two average Nascent Soul cultivators.


    Wherever these disciples passed, the cultivators of the Hundred Refinement Sect had no power to retaliate and were quickly slain.


    The cultivators of the Hundred Refinement Sect, unwilling to accept their fate, were compelled to resist. This sparked a great battle, leaving devastation in its wake, a scene of widespread misery and destruction.


    Chu Xuan and Wan Wuying, in perfect accord, did not appear immediately. Instead, they waited for that man. To seize the chestnuts from the fire, one must act at the most crucial moment. To enter too early would be to court disaster.


    At Original Dao Peak of the Hundred Refinement Sect, four formidable armies from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace converged from different directions, gathering with potent force.


    Meanwhile, the fifth contingent was trapped by a pre-arranged array by Miao Zizai in Yue Country, unable to break through.


    Four middle-aged cultivators hovered in the air, each radiating an aura that was earth-shaking, all at the late stage of Nascent Soul. Atop Original Dao Peak stood only one man, Shang Tianjue.


    The five exchanged glances across the expanse, with only the grand array of the Hundred Refinements Sect separating them.


    The tall middle-aged man spoke calmly, "Shang Tianjue, surrender now. You alone have turned Mystic Azure Star upside down, causing the deaths of countless souls. You must be punished!"


    Another added, "All Deity Transformation cultivators of your Nether Dao Sect fell on the battlefield beyond; it should have crumbled long ago. Shang Tianjue, you should not dream of reviving a dead sect."


    Shang Tianjue, standing at the summit of Original Dao Peak, burst into laughter, "Five hundred years ago, when I was slaughtering far and wide, you four were but Foundation Establishment juniors. Now you dare to stand before me, issuing orders. How the years embolden the foolish!"


    The third middle-aged man scoffed, "Shang Tianjue, you only dare to boast because of the sect''s grand formation. Once we break this formation, let''s see how arrogant you can remain!"


    A sect''s grand array is its lifeline. If unattended, a static formation might be broken with brute force.


    However, a dynamic formation, continuously altered by a skilled formation master holding the formation plate and flags, is exceedingly difficult to assault.


    Provided with enough spirit stones, a formation master could potentially hold off five or six cultivators of the same realm for years.


    Shang Tianjue laughed wildly, "Do you think I''d fall for such crude provocation? Within this gate, I have gathered forty-six Golden Core formation masters and one Nascent Soul formation master from three countries!


    To break through this Eight Directions Immutable Array, you''ll need numerous Array Breaking Talismans! Of course, if you wish to waste a Grand Prohibition Talisman, be my guest, hahaha!"


    Talismans for breaking arrays are extremely rare and vary greatly in power. The lowest level is the Array Breaking Talisman, capable of breaking Foundation Establishment stage arrays.


    Above that is the Grand Array Breaking Talisman for Golden Core arrays. Next are the Prohibition Talismans for Nascent Soul arrays, and the highest are the Grand Prohibition Talismans for Deity Transformation arrays.


    Indeed, within the entire Mystic Azure Star, only the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace possessed Deity Transformation-stage arrays. And none had the courage or the power to challenge the grand arrays of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace with a Grand Prohibition Talisman.


    The four cultivators shared a cold laugh as numerous prohibition talismans tore through the sky. The Feather Transformation Heaven Palace lacked for nothing if not for its deep foundations and wealth.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    The Prohibition Talismans bombarded the grand formation relentlessly. Pressured by the imminent threat of Shang Tianjue''s wrath, the formation masters atop Original Dao Peak had no choice but to serve him. Within moments, four Golden Core formation masters were spitting blood.


    The leading Nascent Soul formation master was Miao Zizai. He, too, was sweating profusely, barely holding on.


    "I, Shang Tianjue, may not control arrays, but Master Miao does. Anyone daring to betray me will be killed."


    Shang Tianjue''s gaze swept over one individual; his fist thundered down and smashed a Golden Core formation master who had dared a slight deception into a pulp.


    The remaining formation masters trembled, daring not to act out of line.


    Shang Tianjue stood with his hands behind his back, floating in the air. His expression remained unchanged.


    His eyes, deep and inscrutable, seemed not to focus on the present location but were instead fixed on the distant Central Continent.

 Chapter 166: Stall For Time

    Outside the grand formation of the Hundred Refinement Sect''s mountain gate, four middle-aged men conversed in hushed tones.


    Spirit Feather True Master''s fourth disciple spoke gravely, "Shang Tianjue seems to be stalling. What is he scheming? Could it be that he''s buying time for Shang Xingchen?"


    The third disciple shook his head, "Impossible. Have you forgotten the relationship between Shang Tianjue and Shang Xingchen? Half-brothers with the same father, they''ve always been archrivals within the Nether Dao Sect!"


    The second disciple calmly added, "Exactly. Shang Tianjue and Shang Xingchen have been at odds for years. The Golden Core elders of the Nether Dao Sect took sides because of their disputes. On several occasions, Shang Tianjue even grievously wounded Shang Xingchen, nearly killing him."


    The eldest disciple then said, "Shang Tianjue is heartless and ruthless, willing to forsake everything for supreme power! He killed his disciple just for speaking respectfully to Shang Xingchen.


    He killed his master because the master refused to impart the secret techniques of the Nether. He even killed his father to access the ancestral lands. How could such a tyrannical and merciless man delay time here for a half-brother?"


    The other three nodded in agreement, "Eldest senior brother is right. Shang Tianjue is not a benevolent man. If he''s stalling, it''s not for Shang Xingchen."


    The eldest disciple scoffed, "What else could it be but for access to the battlefield beyond realms? He wants to secure a place in the extraterritorial battlefield to escape."


    The second disciple suddenly said, "But even if he obtains the token, what then? To reach the extraterritorial battlefield, one must use the ancient teleportation arrays controlled by our Feather Transformation Heaven Palace. And the scattered teleportation arrays outside are almost all destroyed by our Palace. How is he planning to reach the battlefield?"


    The rest fell silent.


    Indeed. How would he go? Could it be that Shang Tianjue''s intentions lie elsewhere? Is his true goal to avenge the Nether Dao Sect and overthrow the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace?


    But that doesn''t make sense either. With Spirit Feather True Master, a Deity Transformation cultivator, in command, who could possibly destroy the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace?


    The four exchanged glances, shaking their heads.


    It was incomprehensible. Unpredictable. And they were too weary to speculate further.


    Once the Eight Directions Immutable Array was broken, and Shang Tianjue captured alive, the true essence of his schemes would be unveiled by the hands of Spirit Feather True Master himself, through the art of soul searching.


    In the blink of an eye, such battles had persisted for half a year.


    Each day, four Nascent Soul cultivators from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace would cast numerous array-breaking talismans, assailing the Eight Directions Immutable Array. Once radiant with golden light and a mist of treasures, the array now lay dim and lightless.


    The forty-six Golden Core cultivators trapped within were withered in appearance. More than half had depleted their spiritual consciousness and lay on the ground, their fates unknown.


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    Miao Zizai''s frame had noticeably shrunk. Her soul was equally exhausted. Yet, the formation remained unbroken. The four middle-aged men looked at each other in silence.


    One of the disciples coughed lightly, "It''s been half a year, and we still haven''t brought him back. This is getting hard to justify. Ah, if only I had a Grand Prohibition Talisman, I''d use it! What about you three?"


    The second disciple nodded, "Indeed, it''s hard to explain our failure. Whoever has a Grand Prohibition Talisman should break the array, and we''ll all join forces. Third junior brother, I remember you have a Grand Prohibition Talisman. Why not contribute one?"


    The third disciple furrowed his brow, "Second senior brother, where did you hear such rumors? Such rare talismans are not something I possess. However, I did hear that our second senior brother spent a great sum to acquire one from the black market..."


    The second disciple snapped, "Stop spouting nonsense!"


    The eldest disciple sighed deeply, "At such a critical moment, are we still going to bicker over personal gains?"


    The trio turned their gaze toward him.


    "Eldest senior brother, you are the most senior among us, with profound resources. Surely the use of one Grand Prohibition Talisman wouldn''t hurt..."


    The eldest disciple stroked his beard, "...Let''s wait a bit longer. The formation''s breach is imminent; there''s no need to waste a powerful talisman."


    The eldest, second, and third disciples tacitly remained silent thereafter. The fourth disciple dared to speak out because he truly did not possess such a talisman. And they remained silent because... they indeed had one.


    ...


    Feather Transformation Island.


    A handsome young man hurried along the corridors between palaces. He greeted every cultivator he encountered, regardless of their cultivation level, always wearing a warm smile. Two female cultivators blushed as he passed.


    Once the handsome young man had departed, they whispered among themselves.


    "Is that Chen Xing, the one even the old ancestor has praised endlessly?"


    "I never imagined someone so gifted could also be so handsome! I''d love to be his dao partner!"


    "Forget it, many fairies have already approached him hoping to become his dao partner, but senior brother Chen has turned them all down."


    "Ah¡­ senior brother Chen is truly devoted to the immortal path, forsaking even the seven emotions and six desires. I wonder which woman will eventually benefit from his indifference."


    "Ha, certainly not us."


    Meanwhile, Chen Xing advanced to Golden Dragon Peak, where since his emergence from seclusion, Spirit Feather True Master, the Deity Transformation Ancestor of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace resided.


    "True Master, Chen Xing has distributed the two hundred tokens in Western Land and has now returned to report."


    Chen Xing bowed respectfully outside a modest hut.


    A gentle voice emerged from within, "Well done. If only my disciples could emulate your detachment and tranquility, the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace wouldn''t be mired in such turbidity, alas¡­"


    Chen Xing hurriedly responded, "True Master, you are mistaken. The five uncle masters have poured their hearts into the palace; you only see one side of things¡­"


    Spirit Feather True Master waved it off, "Enough, let''s not speak of them. Go now, do not delay your cultivation. I look forward to the day you step onto the Nascent Soul path."


    "Thank you for your profound kindness, True Master!" Chen Xing said gravely, then respectfully departed.


    Spirit Feather True Master sighed deeply, "This child possesses excellent talents, disposition, and character. Perhaps I should invest more in him¡­alas, those five might harbor ill will towards this young man."


    Just then, the sky split open dramatically.


    A formidable, majestic aura descended from the heavens as if it could obliterate all living beings on the planet!


    The cultivators on Feather Transformation Island were utterly terrified, and clueless about what was happening. They only sensed the arrival of a terrifyingly powerful being.


    Spirit Feather True Master''s face paled, and he flew out of his hut, shouting, "Greetings to the envoy from the upper sect!"


    A disgruntled voice boomed like thunder, "Yulingzi, what is causing your delay on Mystic Azure Star! The extraterritorial battlefield will close in a month. Send the people through immediately!"


    "Yes!" Yulingzi replied, sweating profusely.


    The intense presence vanished in the blink of an eye.


    Anger surged on Spirit Feather True Master''s face.


    "These wretched five, they''ve still not brought the people back after half a year! Must I personally intervene?"


    His eyes glinted coldly as he stepped forward, disappearing into the horizon in an instant.

 Chapter 167: Itching as if Growing a Brain

    Elsewhere.


    Chen Xing, struck by fear, slowly straightened his body. Leaving Golden Dragon Peak, he headed south.


    High above, a pair of eyes watched him. A faint, barely detectable streak of spiritual light shot through the air, ultimately entering Chen Xing''s mind.


    He sighed softly, "My debts of gratitude are now repaid. Young one, I hope you succeed."


    Chen Xing suddenly froze in place for a long time.


    "What was I supposed to do?"


    "Right, I need to cultivate."


    "Wait, am I supposed to cultivate? No, it seems I need to find a blue lotus..."


    As Chen Xing walked, he suddenly felt an itch in his head, as if something was about to sprout.


    It was incredibly itchy.


    It felt as if a brain was about to grow.


    Who am I?


    My name is Chen Xing.


    Is my real name Chen Xing?


    No.


    My name is Shang Xingchen.


    I am the second young master of the Nerther Dao Sect.


    I need to find... the Turbid World Blue Lotus.


    Chen Xing lifted his head again. A strange light flickered in his eyes. The memories of days past, they all came rushing back!


    Shang Tianjue had revived by possessing a body, while his soul was divided and hidden among the descendants of the Chen family, only to be awakened now.


    Only this strategy could deceive Spirit Feather True Master and allow him to hide on Feather Transformation Island.


    No one would have guessed that Shang Xingchen had long been on Feather Transformation Island, right at the heart of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace!


    "Now that Spirit Feather True Master has gone to the Southern Wilderness, it means Shang Tianjue has already bought enough time."


    Shang Xingchen mused softly, "Shang Tianjue, brother, doing this... you might die. If you were gone, who would I spar with?"


    He wasted no time and immediately headed towards the underground of Feather Transformation Island.


    The Turbid World Blue Lotus was a primordial spirit object of a planet, a perfect material for crafting spiritual treasures. It could also help late-stage Astral Projection cultivators break through their limits without hindrance, reaching higher realms.


    Nearly all of a planet''s primordial spirit objects had been claimed by the Reincarnation Divine Church. Naturally, the Turbid World Blue Lotus of Mystic Azure Star was no exception.


    However, the church''s cultivators did not realize that the spirit object of Mystic Azure Star was the rare twin Turbid World Blue Lotus!


    Spirit Feather True Master had secretly kept it, hoping to use it to break through to the Astral Projection stage. This would elevate Feather Transformation Heaven Palace to a sixth-level cultivation sect.


    Not only would this bring a wealth of cultivation resources as rewards, but it would also break the shackles of the Reincarnation Divine Church.


    Moreover, according to the rules, when a fifth-level cultivation sect ascends to sixth-level, the original sect leader cannot interfere with it for three thousand years. This span of three thousand years would allow Feather Transformation Heaven Palace to grow securely!


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    After three thousand years, even if Feather Transformation Heaven Palace could not match the Reincarnation Divine Church, it would be close enough that the church would have to carefully weigh the pros and cons before acting against them.


    Underground on Feather Transformation Island.


    This place had never been visited by anyone. Spirit Feather True Master had told no one because the Reincarnation Divine Church would never tolerate such a thing.


    If exposed, the fate of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace would be grim. The church might not act directly, but as a mighty sixth-level cultivation sect, they had many ways to punish Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.


    Shang Xingchen knew the hiding place of the Turbid World Blue Lotus because he had accidentally discovered it during a life-and-death struggle with Shang Tianjue years ago. Both had tacitly decided not to report it, keeping it secret in their hearts.


    After the fall of the Nether Dao Sect, Spirit Feather True Master discovered the Turbid World Blue Lotus and entertained thoughts of claiming it.


    To keep the existence of the Turbid World Blue Lotus secret, Spirit Feather True Master even expended vast resources to trade with the Reincarnation Divine Church for a powerful array that uprooted the mountain range where the blue lotus grew.


    This led to the creation of Feather Transformation Island. Before this, the gates of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace were not located on Feather Transformation Island, but in a mountain range in Eastern Border.


    "Turbid World Blue Lotus..."


    Shang Xingchen arrived at the location. Above a pool, there quietly spun a blue lotus¡ªthis was the Turbid World Blue Lotus. Since the birth of the planet, it had existed; most planets typically had only one such primordial spirit object.


    However, if one were to truly identify the primordial spirit object, Shang Xingchen believed that the roots that had sprouted the twin lotuses were the actual primordial essence. Without them, how could a second Turbid World Blue Lotus have appeared?


    The place seemed tranquil and intact, but in reality, Spirit Feather True Master had laid numerous intricate arrays around it. Should any outsider attempt to seize the Turbid World Blue Lotus, the arrays would activate immediately, alerting Spirit Feather True Master at once.


    Shang Xingchen was not foolish enough to directly walk over and pluck the lotus. Instead, he sat down, channeling spiritual qi into his eyes.


    Moments later, his eyes, appearing both vacant and profound as if capable of seeing through everything, began to reveal the complex and abstruse patterns of the array on the otherwise empty ground.


    Choosing the Chen family under Feather Transformation Heaven Palace to host his soul was no random decision.


    The Chen family was renowned for its mastery of arrays, primarily because its members almost invariably possessed a unique spiritual constitution conducive to such magic¡ªArray Spirit Body.


    With such a constitution, the Chens'' understanding of arrays far exceeded that of ordinary cultivators, essentially making them born formation masters.


    Each generation of the Chen family produced at least one Nascent Soul stage formation master. This generation''s prodigy was Chen Xing!


    His spirit was stronger, the one-in-ten-thousand Heavenly Array Spirit Body! Previously as a Golden Core stage formation master, Chen Xing had already decrypted Nascent Soul stage formations. Across the generations of the Chen family, he stood unparalleled, acclaimed as the foremost master of formations!


    Now, if Shang Xingchen was willing to expend his lifespan, with the power of the Heavenly Array Spirit Body, he could forcibly break through a Deity Transformation stage array!


    After all, this place was set with a static array, not a dynamic one controlled by a cultivator.


    "Spirit Feather True Master, Feather Transformation Heaven Palace..." Shang Xingchen sneered as he began to decrypt the array...


    Meanwhile, at the Hundred Refinements Sect, on Original Dao Peak.


    Another array-breaking talisman fell. It seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel''s back. The already overstressed Eight Directions Immutable Array suddenly burst apart, dissolving into countless specks of light scattered between heaven and earth.


    All Golden Core stage formation masters at that moment spewed blood violently, collapsing to the ground, their eyes hollow and vacant, clearly rendered insensate.


    Even Miao Zizai, a Nascent Soul stage formation master, coughed up a great mouthful of blood, utterly depleted.


    "Elder Miao..." Shang Tianjue rushed to support her.


    Miao Zizai managed a weak smile, "Young master, my task is completed... It''s all up to you now."


    With those words, she breathed her last.


    Shang Tianjue gently laid her down on the ground and turned to face the four approaching Nascent Soul cultivators.


    "All four of you, come at me together!"


    Shang Tianjue rubbed his fists, his gaze cold.


    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!


    Without further words, the five figures instantly clashed together. The glow of spells and the brilliance of magic treasures intertwined and collided.


    Shang Tianjue was at a complete disadvantage, seemingly about to be quickly overpowered by their combined forces.


    However, just a few exchanges later, the fourth disciple screamed in horror as he discovered his chest had been penetrated by Shang Tianjue''s fist!


    "Go to hell."


    Shang Tianjue sneered, throwing another punch that directly shattered the skull. A small Nascent Soul figure burst out, darting away over a hundred yards in the blink of an eye.


    "Senior brother, save me!"

 Chapter 168: The Taste of Feather Transformation Heaven Palaces Nascent Soul is Quite Delightful

    The remaining three had not anticipated that their exchanges with Shang Tianjue, which seemed even-handed, were all pretenses on his part.


    In the blink of an eye, Shang Tianjue had seized the moment when they were distracted and assassinated the fourth brother!


    Though they had their conflicts, they were bound by the brotherhood among senior and junior brothers.


    However, even if they had the will to help, it was now too late to turn the tide. Shang Tianjue had intentionally maneuvered and shifted, luring the fourth brother to a position far from the other three.


    By the time the fourth brother tried to escape using his Nascent Soul, it was already too late. A ghastly aura transformed into a massive mouth that devoured everything in its path, and with a single gulp, it consumed the fourth brother''s Nascent Soul.


    Amidst the shocked gazes of the remaining three, Shang Tianjue grinned, "The Nascent Soul of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace is indeed delicious. Now, it''s your turn."


    Shang Tianjue attacked once more. Spells rained down furiously, and three magical treasures simultaneously targeted the trio, who scrambled in a frantic defense. For a moment, the fight seemed evenly matched, which only intensified their fear.


    Shang Tianjue, a man revived from death, was still so formidable. Fighting one against three, he didn''t falter at all!


    The apparent disadvantage he had shown earlier was all an act¡ªjust a ploy to kill one of them instantly!


    "Isn''t Spirit Feather True Master coming? Do I need to devour another one?"


    Shang Tianjue taunted with a bizarre grin, flashing his pearly white teeth. This smile made the trio feel as if they were plunging into an abyss.


    Just as the three felt overwhelmed by the pressure, a powerful and irresistible aura descended from the sky. Every cultivator present felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their heads, ready to crush them at any moment.


    This aura surpassed all Nascent Souls. It belonged to a Deity Transformation stage cultivator, the sole and most powerful being on Mystic Azure Star!


    The disciples of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace breathed a sigh of relief. The old ancestor had arrived. Everything was about to end. The three disciples under Spirit Feather True Master also felt a great sense of relief in their hearts.


    "Shang Tianjue, surrender now!"


    Spirit Feather True Master''s voice echoed from all directions. A gigantic hand, formed from raindrops and stretching fifty zhang long, fiercely lunged at Shang Tianjue!


    At this moment, Shang Tianjue felt as if he had plunged into an ice cave. Spirit Feather True Master''s spiritual sense enveloped him completely, locking down all his vital energies. There was not an inch of space for escape, as if an invisible giant hand had already grasped him tightly.


    A Deity Transformation stage cultivator versus a Nascent Soul stage cultivator showcased such overwhelming power. This wasn''t a gap that mere talent could bridge.


    Those tales of geniuses defeating enemies across major cultivation realms were just that¡ªtales. No genius had ever truly defeated an enemy across a major realm!


    Yet, Shang Tianjue burst into laughter.Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site.


    "Yulingzi! You can''t catch me!"


    With those words, he fiercely slapped the Myriad Souls Banner. A massive swarm of vengeful spirits and fierce ghosts surged in all directions. The number was terrifying, nearly blotting out the sky and casting darkness all around.


    "Shang Xingchen, I''ve bought you enough time," he shouted. "If you still can''t secure the Turbid World Blue Lotus... well, then I should have killed you back when we fought to the death."


    Shang Tianjue scoffed coldly. His gaze then became vacant, his body resembling a walking corpse.


    "Hmph, trying to mix fish eyes with pearls," Spirit Feather True Master sneered. He could clearly see that Shang Tianjue planned to hide his Nascent Soul among these vengeful spirits and fierce ghosts, using them as a cover to escape.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Spiritual sense spiked violently, striking through the air. Wherever it passed, the vengeful spirits and fierce ghosts burst apart. The three middle-aged men quickly reacted and joined in the massacre of these ghosts.


    However, instead of fleeing immediately, the vengeful spirits and fierce ghosts dove into the bodies of the cultivators on the ground!


    Shang Tianjue was notorious for nurturing fierce ghosts, and even the weakest ghost within his Myriad Souls Banner was a ghost general. Above them, there were numerous ghost commanders and ghost kings!


    Even Golden Core cultivators, once possessed by a ghost king-level spirit, would become bewildered and disoriented.


    Those Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators stood no chance against the numerous ghost generals and quickly turned bloodthirsty, attacking all living beings around them in a frenzy.


    Spirit Feather True Master''s expression turned grim as he surveyed the chaos. He couldn''t determine which body housed Shang Tianjue''s Nascent Soul.


    With nearly ten thousand cultivators on the ground, and some more audacious spectators in the distance being attacked by these fierce ghosts, searching them one by one would take far too much time.


    The three middle-aged men all turned their gaze towards Spirit Feather True Master, the same thought occurring to them, but none dared to voice it. Only Spirit Feather True Master could give such an order.


    "Kill them, spare no one," Spirit Feather True Master commanded after taking a deep breath.


    After all, killing cultivators did not accumulate karma; what''s done is done. As long as word of today''s events did not spread, no one would know that Feather Transformation Heaven Palace had once turned its blades against its own disciples.


    "Yes," the three disciples nodded and began a massacre, not only targeting the disciples of Hundred Refinements Sect but also those of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, for many of their own were also possessed by the fierce ghosts.


    Spirit Feather True Master floated high above, watching the hellish scene unfold on the ground, his expression as still as an ancient well.


    "Master, I have found Shang Tianjue''s Nascent Soul!" The eldest disciple, visibly excited, held a transparent Nascent Soul in one hand and approached Spirit Feather True Master.


    Spirit Feather True Master glanced at it, and his expression immediately darkened.


    "This is only one part of his Nascent Soul!" exclaimed Spirit Feather True Master, astounded by Shang Tianjue''s willingness to fragment his own soul. "Clever Shang Tianjue, to actually divide his own Nascent Soul!


    Continue searching! We must find all parts of his Nascent Soul! The Nether Dao Sect has many secret techniques. If even a small part of his Nascent Soul escapes, he could recover by devouring other cultivators!"


    The others were shaken by these words and hurriedly resumed their search.


    Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!


    Several figures, possessed by fierce ghosts, suddenly flew towards the distance. In the blink of an eye, more possessed cultivators ceased their slaughter and scattered in all directions, totaling over a hundred figures darting off. The scene was staggering.


    "Send your most trusted followers to pursue them, not one can be allowed to escape!" Spirit Feather True Master commanded sharply.


    "Yes!" The figures of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace disciples swiftly followed, chasing down the fleeing spirits.


    In the distance, Chu Xuan and Wan Wuying watched the scene unfold, both somewhat shaken by it.


    Truly, Shang Tianjue was worthy of the title of despot¡ªso ruthless! He had divided his Nascent Soul into countless parts, hiding them within the fierce ghosts, and using the bodies of possessed cultivators to escape from a certain death. The pain involved in such an act was unimaginable to the ordinary person.


    As for why the two were there...


    Feather Transformation Heaven Palace had been attacking the Eight Directions Immutable Array for half a year.


    Chu Xuan and Wan Wuying had taken the opportunity to travel southwards, nearing this location. However, they had kept their distance to avoid getting involved in the fray.


    The two exchanged glances, seeing the thrill in each other''s eyes. They immediately moved stealthily closer.


    Now was clearly the perfect time to strike at the disciples of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace!

 Chapter 169: My Cultivation of Merit Is Just a Bit More Than His

    "Still no token..."


    Chu Xuan stored the headless corpse within the tower. The storage bag also fell into his hands.


    However, after a thorough search, he found no token inside the storage bag of this disciple from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.


    He had already slain three Foundation Establishment disciples of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.


    Yet, not a single token was obtained.


    Whose possession was the token in?


    Chu Xuan pondered briefly, suspecting that the tokens might be held by the confidants of those three middle-aged men, the Golden Core cultivators.


    From his waistband, the voice of Wan Wuying emanated from the transmission jade.


    "I still haven''t managed to get the token, have you?"


    Chu Xuan replied, "I haven''t either."


    "It seems we must make a move on the Golden Core cultivators."


    "They surely have ways to contact the Nascent Soul cultivators. We must act swiftly and decisively, giving them no chance to retaliate."


    Neither had made an immediate move against the Golden Core cultivators of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.


    After all, they were cultivators of the same realm. And from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace no less. Their strength was undoubtedly formidable.


    Should they encounter a tough opponent and fail to subdue them swiftly, they might instead find themselves ensnared in a tight encirclement, complicating matters significantly.


    But now, for the sake of the token to the extraterritorial battlefield, they must take the risk!


    Wan Wuying spoke softly, "I''ve spotted a Golden Core cultivator from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace. Come to me."


    Chu Xuan immediately steered the Imperial Sky Mirror, flying low.


    Before long, the two of them encountered a Golden Core cultivator from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, currently engaged in a fierce battle with a Hundred Refinements Sect''s Golden Core cultivator, whose body had been invaded by a fierce spirit.


    Judging by the battle, victory seemed imminent.


    Wan Wuying said in a deep tone, "I''ll serve as the bait, you make the move."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Alright."


    Wan Wuying concealed his aura, suppressing it to the mere initial stage of Golden Core, and madly dashed towards the battlefield.


    His act was convincing.


    As if his mind, too, had been invaded by a fierce spirit.


    Chu Xuan secretly scoffed, Wan Wuying''s act was so believable¡ªcould it be that he had similar experiences before?


    With a splash, Han Xiong dispatched the demon-possessed cultivator before him, extracting his soul with a secret technique of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.


    Upon close inspection, he found nothing unusual and discarded it to the side. Clearly, this man did not harbor the Nascent Soul of Shang Tianjue. He had mistaken his target.


    Securing Shang Tianjue''s fragmented Nascent Soul would indeed be a significant accomplishment. Han Xiong was merely a trusted cultivator under the third disciple of the Spirit Feather True Master. To that Nascent Soul cultivator, he was but a tool, needing to achieve a great feat to be nurtured further.If you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    Thus, Han Xiong had been relentlessly pursuing those cultivators whose bodies had been invaded by fierce spirits, sparing none.


    "Hmm? Another one?"


    Han Xiong turned toward a frenzied cultivator charging at him from a distance and immediately drew his sword to strike.


    However, upon contact, he realized something was amiss. The man''s eyes suddenly cleared, and with a single-handed seal, he blasted out a rugged ghost claw aiming to capture him!


    Simultaneously, Han Xiong felt a murderous intent erupt from behind. He had unwittingly found himself sandwiched between two Golden Core cultivators!


    "Heh, two demon cultivators daring to stir the waters?" Han Xiong sneered, his annoyance turning into pleasure.


    Did they really think a Golden Core cultivator of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace was akin to an ordinary one?


    Slaying these two Golden Core cultivators and seizing their storage bags would net him a tidy profit.


    "Scatter!"


    Han Xiong roared, and a burst of meritorious golden light exploded from behind his head. The rugged ghost claw hadn''t even fully closed before it was blasted away, dissipating much of its ghostly energy.


    The ghost claw that eventually fell was instantly shattered by Han Xiong.


    Han Xiong scoffed, "Let''s see if you dare kill me!"


    Wan Wuying''s gaze sharpened.


    Meritorious golden light! And so intensely concentrated!


    It could only be achieved by saving tens of thousands of mortals! No wonder Han Xiong was undaunted by their ambush. Demonic cultivators dreaded such individuals the most.


    Cloaked in merit, as impenetrable as a turtle''s shell, they were unbiteable. Demonic cultivators'' attacks, laden with yin qi, ghost qi, and evil qi, were all scattered by merit. Their power was reduced to merely sixty or seventy percent.


    Even more lethal was the karmic backlash involved in killing such a person. The more merit one possessed, the greater the retribution for their death!


    Long ago, on the Mystic Azure Star, mortals compiled the "Three Character Classic" to enlighten children.


    The day the scripture was completed, the heavens sent a soul-cleansing golden rain. Golden blossoms fell chaotically, and dragons and phoenixes appeared auspiciously. Such marvels swarmed forth.


    Even the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace were shaken.


    Later, two major sects, blinded by their interests, clashed fiercely, their conflict eventually engulfing the town where these mortals resided.


    The meritorious mortal, caught in the crossfire, tragically perished.


    The Golden Core cultivator responsible for the mortal''s death was instantly consumed by a mysteriously emerging earthly fire tribulation.


    That same day, a heavenly thunder tribulation descended, reducing the Nascent Soul ancestors of the two sects to ashes!


    Since then, many cultivators of Mystic Azure Star realized a fundamental truth.


    Merit is immensely powerful!


    Before attempting to harm those endowed with merit, it is wise to consider whether one can withstand the karmic backlash.


    Wan Wuying, witnessing the golden light of merit, immediately thought of retreating.


    Over the years, he had slain numerous cultivators and mortals, accumulating a heavy burden of negative karma.


    He dared not test his limits any further.


    He looked towards Chu Xuan, who had even earned the nickname of a ruthless Old Devil.


    His demonic practices had advanced rapidly over the years, surely involving the slaughter of countless innocents.


    His karmic debt was undoubtedly no less than Wan Wuying''s.


    Chu Xuan, too, would surely hesitate to strike.


    "Let''s retreat..."


    Wan Wuying transmitted his thoughts.


    "I can handle it," Chu Xuan responded without hesitation, his fist thundering through the air.


    Han Xiong had not expected that, even after displaying such potent meritorious light, his opponent would recklessly charge forward.


    "Seeking death," Han Xiong scoffed, uttering a low shout as a shield of golden light, brimming with merit, appeared around him.


    At the same time, two magic treasures, one on each side, lunged towards Chu Xuan in a lethal assault!


    Boom!


    Chu Xuan''s fist struck down. In an instant, it sent two magic treasures flying, both showing cracks and losing their luster.


    Han Xiong''s expression subtly changed.


    A physical body shattering low-grade magic treasures! This man was undoubtedly a body cultivator!


    Yet, with such merit within him, he should be able to withstand this strike. He didn''t flinch...


    But then, a crisp crack resounded.


    Han Xiong''s head was obliterated on the spot.


    The golden light of merit instantly turned a ghastly red, surging into Chu Xuan like a fierce ghost.


    Wan Wuying watched in pity.


    It was unnecessary. The karmic backlash from killing this man¡ªyou couldn''t possibly handle it.


    It seemed that his former junior brother was about to perish.


    However, to his astonishment, Chu Xuan seemed unbothered, casually storing Han Xiong''s headless body in the Corpse Nurturing Tower.


    He stood still, examining the storage bag he picked up.


    Moments later, he exclaimed in surprise, "There are tokens! A full ten tokens!"


    Wan Wuying stared at Chu Xuan in shock, as if seeing him for the first time.


    "You don''t feel the karmic backlash?" Wan Wuying couldn''t help but ask.


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "No, I don''t feel anything. Was this man''s merit significant? It seemed rather ordinary to me."


    Wan Wuying replied, "...He must have saved at least ten thousand mortals to accumulate such merit! We demonic cultivators struggle to withstand such severe karmic backlash."


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "Actually, I also cultivate merit, just a bit more than him."


    Wan Wuying rolled his eyes, "¡­Do I look like a fool to you?"

 Chapter 170: The Death of Spirit Feather True Master

    Cultivating merit? Why don''t you go save all the suffering people in the world?


    Chu Xuan knew that Wan Wuying would never believe his words. He had just said it casually.


    However, the karmic backlash from killing Han Xiong was indeed trivial to him. He couldn''t even feel a hint of it.


    Of course, for Wan Wuying, such a backlash would be terrifying. Perhaps it was this very act that had crossed the line, ultimately inviting the punishment of the human race''s heavenly dao.


    Wan Wuying said solemnly, "...Are you really alright? Don''t force yourself."


    Chu Xuan smiled and nodded, "I''m very well."


    Seeing no signs of distress, Wan Wuying nodded, "Then let''s hurry and leave. Having slain a Golden Core from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, we''ll likely face retaliation soon."


    The two swiftly flew close to the ground and soon vanished.


    Elsewhere.


    Spirit Feather True Master looked at the Nascent Soul fragments brought by his subordinates, his expression growing uglier.


    "This isn''t right, only a part of this is Shang Tianjue''s Nascent Soul; these are not his qi! These belong to other Nascent Soul cultivators! That cunning boy had planned it all along, prepared another Nascent Soul! With the two Nascent Souls mixed together, it''s even harder to find...This damned thing."


    Spirit Feather True Master, unusually, lost his composure. He couldn''t help but grind his teeth in frustration. His three disciples were dumbfounded.


    "Ah? It''s not Shang Tianjue''s Nascent Soul?! Whose Nascent Soul is it then?"


    Spirit Feather True Master, exasperated, snapped, "You ask me, who do I ask?"


    The three disciples just scratched their heads.


    A few hours later, all disciples of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace returned, handing over the scattered Nascent Soul fragments to Spirit Feather True Master.


    "Only two-thirds are here; the remaining third has escaped."


    Spirit Feather True Master''s gaze was icy cold, "Third disciple, you stay here and dig three feet into the ground if you must, but find me Shang Tianjue''s remaining Nascent Soul! If you can''t find it, don''t bother returning to the Feather Transformation Island!"


    The third disciple sighed inwardly, but could only nod in agreement.


    A sudden spark of insight flashed in Spirit Feather True Master''s mind, and his expression dramatically changed. Throughout the day, something had felt amiss, yet he couldn''t pinpoint the source. At that moment, he finally understood.


    Shang Xingchen!


    Shang Tianjue''s half-brother, Shang Xingchen, had not appeared yet. Knowing he was outmatched, Shang Tianjue had still shown up, employing every tactic to delay time¡ªlikely to aid Shang Xingchen!


    What could Shang Xingchen rely on that could threaten the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace? It was¡­ that thing!


    This realization was why Spirit Feather True Master''s expression had altered so drastically. Thinking this, he immediately set off for the central continent.


    He needed to return to Feather Transformation Island quickly!Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.


    That thing¡­ that thing must not be lost!


    "Master¡­"


    The eldest disciple began to speak.


    The third disciple frowned, "Master¡­?"


    The second disciple whispered, "Could Master be worried that Shang Tianjue''s delay was to buy time for Shang Xingchen? That''s impossible; though they are half-brothers, they have always been rivals. Shang Tianjue has nearly killed Shang Xingchen several times!"


    Spirit Feather True Master was about to respond when suddenly, a rift tore open in the distant sky.


    An immensely terrifying aura descended abruptly.


    This presence, as soon as it appeared, swept across the entire Mystic Azure Star. All beings, whether human or beast, trembled uncontrollably.


    Spirit Feather True Master''s three disciples felt it, and so did Chu Xuan and Wan Wuying, who were fleeing far away. Even Spirit Feather True Master, a Deity Transformation cultivator, was filled with fear and astonishment.


    "What is happening?"


    This question echoed in everyone''s minds.


    Chu Xuan looked towards the sky. He saw a gigantic hand reaching through the rift. A blue lotus slowly rose from somewhere below, settling into the palm of that enormous hand.


    The blue lotus was suffused with a verdant divine light, and a single glance at it cleared the mind, suggesting it was an extraordinary spiritual entity.


    Following this, a majestic voice resonated.


    "The Feather Transformation Heaven Palace concealed the primordial spirit object, the Turbid World Blue Lotus. Spirit Feather Daoist knowingly committed this crime, and thus must be punished!"


    The gigantic hand slammed down fiercely.


    Overwhelmed with fear, Spirit Feather True Master did not hesitate to use the essence of his Nascent Soul to teleport instantly. In the blink of an eye, he had moved thousands of zhang away. Even as he fled, he cried out, "Emissary, hear my explanation! I..."


    But before he could finish, the giant hand thunderously crashed down.


    In an instant, Spirit Feather True Master was smashed deep into the earth. The mountain beneath him became a colossal crater. Surrounding rivers surged violently towards it, quickly forming a massive lake at the site.


    A severe earthquake radiated in all directions, yet it didn''t spread far, as if skillfully contained within a specific range.


    As for Spirit Feather True Master, his physical body and Nascent Soul were instantly vaporized and annihilated. Everything inside his storage bag was also obliterated. Nothing was left behind.


    Chu Xuan and Wan Wuying watched this scene unfold with utter shock resonating within them.


    Wan Wuying exclaimed in amazement, "What... what level of power does it take to act like this? To annihilate a Deity Transformation stage cultivator with a single palm, vaporizing both body and soul on the spot, even an Astral Projection stage cultivator couldn''t achieve that, right?"


    Chu Xuan was speechless. He only felt how fierce the display of power was.


    However, after a brief moment of shock, he quickly regained his composure. There was no need to aim too high.


    He hadn''t even reached the step of transforming his Core into a Soul. How could he contemplate even higher realms?


    The only thing he regretted was the loss of Spirit Feather True Master''s storage bag.


    Ah. Why crush it? Give me a chance to have a look at it.


    "The primordial spirit object... the Turbid World Blue Lotus? Although I''m not sure what that is, it must be valuable to the Reincarnation Divine Church. Spirit Feather True Master''s hoarding of this treasure invited disaster. Shang Tianjue delayed here; could it have been Shang Xingchen who exposed this?"


    Chu Xuan pondered deeply.


    Just as this thought surfaced, that majestic voice once again echoed through Mystic Azure.


    "Shang Xingchen presents the Turbid World Blue Lotus and has made great contributions; he may enter the extraterritorial battlefield and receive rewards. Those in possession of the battlefield tokens are to follow the summons within a month to enter the extraterritorial battlefield! Make no mistake!"


    Suddenly, a streak of gray light shot through the sky.


    A figure ascended towards the heavens along the gray light and quickly disappeared from sight.


    It must have been Shang Xingchen, as mentioned by the voice.


    Wan Wuying burst into laughter, "It really was Shang Xingchen! Tsk, tsk, tsk, those two brothers, one delaying time and the other seeking the spiritual object, really dealt a heavy blow to the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace!"


    He laughed joyously, completely forgetting that he himself was bodiless, a plight caused by Shang Tianjue.


    Wan Wuying added, "I heard that the disciples of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace who got the slots have already entered the extraterritorial battlefield. Heh, probably the other fifth-level cultivation sects will start targeting the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace too!"


    Chu Xuan nodded in agreement.


    After this incident, it would be difficult for the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace to rise again.


    "There''s one month left; we should quickly sell off the extra tokens. The final profit should be split between us sixty-forty, given that you killed that Golden Core cultivator from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace and bore the karmic backlash," Wan Wuying whispered.


    Chu Xuan coughed lightly, "Senior brother, since I bore the brunt of the karmic force, I think a seventy-thirty split would be more appropriate."


    Wan Wuying looked at him, speechless for a long while, before finally saying, "¡­Alright."

 Chapter 171: So This Is Your Reason for Poisoning?

    Upon seeing Wan Wuying concede, Chu Xuan immediately broke into a smile. He could have pushed for a larger share, demanding an eighty twenty percent split, but that would have been too aggressive.


    A seventy-thirty split seemed more reasonable. There was no need to push Wan Wuying too hard.


    "Senior brother, do you have a target in mind?" Chu Xuan asked casually.


    Wan Wuying nodded, "Yes, I know a few old fellows who are still around. Their lifespans are nearing their end, and they surely want to try their luck on the battlefield beyond our realm."


    "Good, then contact them," Chu Xuan nodded.


    The two then took out their flying treasures and swiftly soared away. There was no need for restraint now. All of the Nascent Soul ancestors from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace had perished.


    The voice of that formidable being had spread across the entire Mystic Azure Star, clear to any cultivator who harbored spiritual energy within them. The prestige of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace had plummeted tremendously.


    The three disciples under Spirit Feather True Master were in complete disarray, surely contemplating how to stabilize the situation. They had no time to deal with these two demonic cultivators. Such chaos was exactly what demonic cultivators longed to see!


    ¡­


    Blue Star.


    Chu Xuan gazed at the now-complete Psionic Cube before him, his face lighting up with joy. It was finally complete!


    This had all started when monks from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace began their assault on the Hundred Refinements Sect''s mountain gate array.


    The Zombie Empress and Zombie Matriarch had sent word simultaneously, having discovered the whereabouts of another fragment of the Psionic Cube.


    Chu Xuan had searched for a while but found nothing. Eventually, he handed the task over to the zombie army, letting them search.


    Five years had passed on Blue Star, and they had indeed found it. The fragment was inside the stomach of a deep-sea leviathan, appearing now in the deep sea, now in the shallows.


    "No wonder I couldn''t find it before; it was hidden in the deep sea," Chu Xuan said, shaking his head with a chuckle.


    "This Psionic Cube is finally complete. Does it have any new functions?" he wondered aloud, carefully examining the cube. The mysterious and intricate patterns on its surface had become even more profound.


    The primal psionic energy it emitted was also immensely powerful. It wasn''t an exaggeration to say that this Psionic Cube could elevate any being to a transcendent level nine.


    "Could it be the primordial spirit item of Blue Star?"


    Chu Xuan suddenly thought of the Mystic Azure Star''s core spiritual object, the Turbid World Azure Lotus.


    This Psionic Cube, capable of evolving all life on a planet, seemed just as impressive. It very much resembled what one might call a "primordial spirit item."Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


    Just then, Chu Xuan felt an indistinct and obscure fluctuation coming from inside the Psionic Cube. The waves were sometimes long, sometimes short; at times rapid, at times gentle.


    Chu Xuan furrowed his brows and delved his spiritual sense into it. He had tried this before, but unlike the magic treasure of Mystic Azure Star, this Psionic Cube could not be marked by spiritual sense. Its interior was empty, void of anything.


    But this time, Chu Xuan noticed something unusual. Inside the Psionic Cube, there was a point of light. The fluctuations were emanating from this light.


    Chu Xuan extended his spiritual sense towards it and instantly received a message from the light.


    "¡­Talk! Talk, I''m freaking out! What''s with this newbie, not talking at all! Eh¡­"


    Chu Xuan, "¡­"


    Shocked! There was actually someone speaking!


    From the light point, another message came, "Newbie, I see you, why aren''t you speaking!"


    Then, the light point drifted towards Chu Xuan. Upon making contact, it exclaimed in shock, "Such powerful soul force! Are you really a newbie?"


    Before Chu Xuan could reply, it spoke again, suspiciously, "You couldn''t be some awakened Soul King, could you? Hey hey, don''t joke around, say something!


    Your soul power is very strong, even stronger than mine! The planet I''m from is called Pegasus Star, close to Soul Star. What''s your planet called? My name is Ma Nanshan! What''s yours?"


    Chu Xuan remained silent.


    This fellow''s chatter was relentless, like a machine gun firing away without a pause.


    Chu Xuan stroked his chin, pondering. Soul power, Soul King, newbie, Pegasus Star, Soul Star, Ma Nanshan? He had never heard any of these terms before.


    This Psionic Cube wasn''t the primordial spirit item he had speculated, but rather seemed like... a communication device.


    Whoever possessed the Psionic Cube was added directly into a chat group. Whether the members of the chat group belonged to the same force, or even if they were human, was uncertain.


    Being cautious, Chu Xuan chose not to speak to this so-called Ma Nanshan. He knew too little about the situation. Speaking rashly could easily expose his ignorance. So, he decided to remain silent.


    Since Ma Nanshan liked to talk, it was better to just listen. Over time, by listening, he would come to understand many things.


    After some thought, Chu Xuan took out the Blood Mirror. The function of the Blood Mirror seemed limited to shuttling between Mystic Azure Star and Blue Star.


    Could it not travel to other planets? Or perhaps, were there prerequisites required?


    Chu Xuan shook his head, no longer wanting to ponder these questions. Such a treasure as the Blood Mirror was beyond even his ability to discern its rank, let alone its prerequisites.


    Right now, his only task was to continue enhancing his strength and venture into the extraterritorial battlefield.


    "If it''s too dangerous, I''ll just return to Blue Star and continue my cultivation,"


    Chu Xuan resolved. He had never been one to grow arrogant over his current level of power.


    Even a mighty figure like Spirit Feather True Master had been slain with a single strike by a formidable being from beyond the stars. In the eyes of such powerful beings, what was he?


    One must become the strongest to truly transcend everything.


    ...


    Mystic Azure Star, one month later.


    Chu Xuan arrived early at the location previously agreed upon with Wan Wuying.


    Why early?


    Well, what if a well-intentioned senior brother played a trick on him? He needed to ensure he controlled the situation.


    "So this is your reason for poisoning?" Wan Wuying asked, looking at Chu Xuan with disfavor after a moment.


    Chu Xuan laughed, "Isn''t this just a way to exchange some insights on poisoning?"


    Wan Wuying pointed at Zhao Wuya, who was foaming at the mouth and collapsed on the ground, "What about him?"


    Chu Xuan shrugged, "Fellow daoist Zhao has been poisoned, and I''m quite helpless about it."


    Wan Wuying then pointed to Huang Yuanwu, whose nostrils and corners of his mouth were bleeding, "And him?"


    Chu Xuan inspected him closely and shook his head repeatedly, "That wasn''t my doing, senior brother, don''t pin this on me."


    Wan Wuying took a closer look and chuckled awkwardly, "That was my doing, got it mixed up, haha..."


    Moments later, after taking the antidote, both Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu stood up, their faces sullen.


    The four of them stared at each other for a long time, in a stalemate.


    After a while, Zhao Wuya finally spoke, "Both of you, we''re getting old and can''t withstand this anymore."


    "Don''t drag us into your conflicts when you two are contesting with poison," Huang Yuanwu nodded repeatedly, agreeing.

 Chapter 172: Entering the Extraterritorial Battlefield

    Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu looked at Chu Xuan with a mix of emotions. Before the fall of the Heavenly Seal Sect, they had sensed something amiss and had excused themselves on a sect mission to avoid the impending disaster.


    Indeed, as they had anticipated, Heavenly Seal Sect was annihilated by the Heaven Burning Sect.


    Afterward, they roamed from place to place, disguising themselves as low-level cultivators. They even spent some time disguised as Foundation Establishment cultivators among the Hundred Sects Alliance.


    They had thought that this would be their life from then on. However, they were astounded when Wan Wuying found them not long ago, claiming to have a token that granted access to the extraterritorial battlefield.


    They had thought he was long dead. And yet, he had emerged alive from the Sighost Palace? But where did this battlefield token come from?


    When they learned that the token was obtained by both Chu Xuan and Wan Wuying together, their astonishment increased even more. Wan Wuying''s former disciple had become a Golden Core cultivator?!


    Huang Yuanwu, having never met Chu Xuan, was not too shocked. The most shocked was Zhao Wuya, who had personally seen Chu Xuan before.


    Back then, Wan Wuying had brought Li Xuanming, Chu Xuan, Liu Zhenxiong, Wu Teng, and others to the Heavenly Seal Sect''s Flying Mountain Hall, seeking to cleanse their demonic cultivator identities and join the Heavenly Seal Sect as cultivators from the Extremely Yin Cave.


    It was Zhao Wuya who had received them!


    Zhao Wuya was deeply moved. "Fellow daoist Chu... it''s only been a few years, and you''ve gone from a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator to a Golden Core cultivator. I never expected this, truly unexpected¡­ All the disciples under old Wan, dead or betrayed, and in the end, it''s only you who remain."


    Chu Xuan merely smiled. Life is unsentimental. Other than himself, who could have guessed that he would be the last one standing?


    In secret, Wan Wuying handed a storage bag to Chu Xuan, whispering, "The rest of the tokens have been auctioned off, and your seventy percent share of the proceeds is inside."


    Chu Xuan accepted it tacitly.


    "Let''s go, we''re heading to that ancient teleportation array," said Wan Wuying, beckoning Chu Xuan and the others to follow.


    Four streaks of light whirled through the sky, swiftly reaching a manor. This manor housed the ancient teleportation array and was usually manned by disciples of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, with at least three Foundation Establishment cultivators stationed here. But now, it was deserted.


    The reason was all too simple.


    With the death of the Nascent Soul cultivators from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace and the tragic end of its Nascent Soul ancestors, coupled with a significant drop in prestige, the sect had no choice but to retract its power. Particularly after the upheavals caused by Shang Tianjue in Southern Wilderness. The major sects in Eastern Border, Northern Cold, and Western Land remained intact.


    The remaining Nascent Soul cultivators certainly wouldn''t miss the chance to bring down Feather Transformation Heaven Palace during its time of weakness.


    What goes around comes around¡ªit''s my turn today! And, well, even if it''s not at my home, it certainly won''t be at Feather Transformation Heaven Palace! Let''s do this!The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings.


    The reason they chose this location over a guarded ancient teleportation formation was straightforward.


    Despite its retraction, Feather Transformation Heaven Palace was still a formidable force with Nascent Soul stage cultivators.


    Chu Xuan and Wan Wuying, being demonic cultivators, would certainly not approach Feather Transformation Heaven Palace directly. An unguarded ancient teleportation formation was obviously the better choice.


    "Is this the ancient teleportation formation?" Chu Xuan surveyed the enormous structure before him, marveling at its size.


    The ancient teleportation formation was more than ten zhang high and wide¡ªover thirty meters in both length and width according to Blue Star''s measurements!


    "I''ve heard that such ancient teleportation formations were crafted by superior sects. Even Feather Transformation Heaven Palace lacks the capability to construct such a device," Huang Yuanwu remarked.


    "I also heard that the materials used to build ancient teleportation formations are incredibly hard, such that even late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators can''t leave a mark on them with their full power!" Zhao Wuya added, touching the surface of the formation in awe.


    Wan Wuying nodded, "Activating this teleportation formation requires a significant amount of spirit stones. Now that Feather Transformation Heaven Palace has withdrawn, we need to provide our own spirit stones. Did everyone bring the spirit stones?"


    Chu Xuan and the others nodded, "We did."


    "According to what we agreed earlier, you two will contribute a thousand medium spiritual stones, and we two hundred," Wan Wuying stated calmly.


    Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu, despite the pinch, nodded in agreement. After all, the tokens were in the hands of Wan Wuying and Chu Xuan.


    A total of one thousand two hundred medium spiritual stones were then fed into the ancient teleportation formation.


    Initially, the large number of medium spiritual stones seemed to disappear into the formation like stones sinking into the ocean, showing no reaction at all.


    It wasn''t until one thousand medium spiritual stones had been inserted that a faint glow began to emanate from its surface.


    Once all the spirit stones were in place, the surface of the formation finally shone with layers of brilliant light, swirling continuously.


    As Chu Xuan observed the ancient teleportation formation closely, he noticed it resembled a curtain of water, filled with intense spatial fluctuations.


    Wan Wuying spoke in a deep voice, "Take out the battlefield tokens. These serve as coordinates, allowing us to teleport to the extraterritorial battlefield without losing our way."


    "We should all arrive close to each other if we use the same ancient teleportation formation," he continued. "Once we land, we''ll regroup as quickly as possible and head to the nearest city."


    Chu Xuan and the others nodded slightly and took out their respective tokens.


    "I''ll go first!" Huang Yuanwu called out, holding his battlefield token and resolutely stepping into the teleportation light screen first, followed by Wan Wuying and Zhao Wuya. Chu Xuan was the last to enter.


    Shortly after the four men entered, about ten breaths of time passed, and the light screen quickly dimmed before finally vanishing. The ancient teleportation formation returned to its usual appearance.


    ...


    On Dragonfish Island, Yuan Zichu, Zhu Yuqiao, and Wu Dalang stood in front of an ancient teleportation formation.


    Wu Dalang, with his arm around Zhu Yuqiao''s slender waist, expressed his gratitude, "Fellow daoist Yuan, if it weren''t for you, both Qiao''er and I would never have obtained this battlefield token."


    He continued with heartfelt thanks, "Also, Qiao''er, being a formation master, was originally to be forcibly conscripted by Shang Tianjue to guard the Eight Directions Immutable Array. If you hadn''t helped us fake her disappearance, she might have ended up mindless like the other Golden Core formation masters."


    Wu Dalang bowed deeply, "Words cannot express my gratitude. From now on, you are my brother in life and death!"


    Yuan Zichu quickly helped him up, feigning anger, "Fellow daoist Wu, there''s no need for such formalities! The three of us escaped Feather Transformation Heaven Palace''s pursuit together. Considering our life-and-death experiences, it''s only right to share the battlefield token with you.


    As for helping to create the illusion of disappearance, it''s the least I could do. I''ve exchanged many ideas on the art of formations with fellow daoist Zhu, considering her almost a master of mine, so it was only natural to help!"


    Wu Dalang, tears brimming in his eyes, said, "I am over four hundred years old, and my lifespan nearing its end. Only by entering the extraterritorial battlefield can I hope to find a chance at reaching the Nascent Soul stage!


    Fellow daoist Yuan, your actions have given me a new lease on life! I''ve decided, if Qiao''er and I have children, they shall be named Wu Zichu!"


    Yuan Zichu, "...That might not be necessary."


    Wu Dalang, overcome with emotion, exclaimed, "I will go first!" Holding the token, he stepped into the ancient teleportation formation.


    Yuan Zichu and Zhu Yuqiao, holding hands and exchanging smiles, followed him into the formation.

 Chapter 173: Nether Crocodiles

    Black Dragon Mountain.


    The moon was high in the sky. The place was silent and deserted.


    Previously, Feather Transformation Heaven Palace had swept through, nearly exterminating all the disciples of the Hundred Refinements Sect at Black Dragon Mountain.


    At this moment, however, two figures stealthily approached the area. They were Song Junjie and Qian Tang.


    "The Gu in my body suddenly became less active; could it be that our master has left us far behind?" Qian Tang whispered.


    Song Junjie pondered, "I heard from a Golden Core elder that the extraterritorial battlefield has opened. Could he have gone there?"


    Qian Tang nodded, "That''s very likely! Does this mean we are no longer bound? We don''t have to follow the commands of that old demon anymore!"


    Song Junjie laughed heartily, "Exactly! Now is our chance to find a way to dissolve the Five Organs Gu and completely free ourselves from that old demon!"


    The transition from "master" to "he" to "old demon" was swift.


    ...


    Moonlight bathed the forest. At the top of a tall mountain, a stern-faced middle-aged man spoke firmly.


    "Major young master, you need not feel guilty over Mo Ming''s death. He once betrayed the Nether Dao Sect by leaking information. Even though he repented and even offered up the heads of geniuses from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, his heart had changed, and he was no longer worthy of being your confidant.


    In the Corpse Nurturing Tower and Ghost Nurturing Tower are the physical bodies and living souls of Hidden Mountain Gathering members, at your disposal.


    Major young master, when I, Qi Yin, was but a mere Qi Cultivator, you protected me. I seized another''s spiritual root to establish my foundation, and only then could I step onto the path of the Golden Core. Your Nascent Soul is gravely damaged, and without a body, it would surely perish. I offer my body to you!"


    With those words, he didn''t even wait for Shang Tianjue to speak and used a secret method to destroy his own soul. In an instant, he became a mere shell, an excellent vessel.


    A sigh from Shang Tianjue echoed in his mind. The stern middle-aged man''s eyes suddenly brightened again.


    However, this time, the look in his eyes was completely different.


    Cold! Icy! Unrestrained!


    These were the eyes of the Overlord, Shang Tianjue!


    He scanned the two towers with his spiritual sense. Inside, he found ten Golden Core cultivators'' bodies and ten Golden Core cultivators'' souls, clearly killed by Qi Yin in his lifetime.


    However, a few were missing. They must have sensed the danger and escaped in time.


    No matter. From this moment on, Hidden Mountain Gathering ceased to exist.


    "Qi Yin, Black Chess, Hidden Mountain Gathering¡­ If it weren''t for your pivotal role, our plan to severely damage Feather Transformation Heaven Palace wouldn''t have gone so smoothly," Shang Tianjue acknowledged.If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    "Qi Yin, I promise you, once I return from the extraterritorial battlefield, I will establish your family as a Golden Core family. A Golden Core in every generation, never to fade away!"


    Holding the battlefield token, Shang Tianjue flew towards an ancient teleportation formation that was not guarded by any Feather Transformation Heaven Palace cultivators.


    "The fall of the three Nascent Soul ancestors from the Nether Dao Sect on the extraterritorial battlefield was no accident. It could either be a great peril or a great opportunity! I must uncover the truth."


    A fiery determination blazed in his eyes.


    ...


    Extraterritorial Battlefield.


    This was a land made up of wreckage and ruins. Everywhere one looked was desolate, completely devoid of life.


    At this moment, on a plain, a group of slender, pitch-black demonic beasts was chasing a beautiful, slim woman. Her face was filled with terror, and her body was covered in wounds. Her close-fitting daoist robe was torn in many places, almost to the point of rags. Despite the sudden exposure, she had no intention of covering up. Escape was her only priority¡ªthere was no time for modesty.


    "Spiritual Qi... I''m running out of Spiritual Qi!" she panicked as the bizarre demonic beasts closed in.


    The woman tried to activate her escape technique again but found her Spiritual Qi completely depleted. She couldn''t even muster enough to initiate her technique.


    "Can anyone save me?" she desperately hoped for a miracle, a mighty savior to appear from the heavens.


    Just then, the space in front of her twisted abruptly. In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared. It was Chu Xuan.


    "Save me! I''ll give you anything I have!" she exclaimed in delight, rushing towards Chu Xuan.


    Her pitiful appearance, combined with her graceful figure and the exposed skin of her chest, would stir the heart of anyone.


    Chu Xuan frowned deeply, glancing at the swarm of bizarre demonic beasts pursuing them. He quickly used an escape technique to put distance between himself and the female cultivator. He didn''t hesitate to slap two movement talismans on his legs, boosting his speed significantly.


    Soon, he had put a considerable distance between them. The woman was dumbfounded. She had always been confident in her beauty and had even resorted to using a charm technique, yet she had failed to captivate him!


    The woman, teeth clenched in frustration, threatened, "I am a cultivator from the Majestic Sword Sect! My master is Flying Dragon Sword Shangguan Hao! My death image will be known to my master. If you abandon me, he will see it too!"


    Upon hearing this, Chu Xuan immediately stopped. The woman''s face lit up with joy, thinking that this person was the type who responded to threats rather than pleas, and she had successfully intimidated him into saving her.


    "Fellow daoist, I will forever remember your lifesaving grace! Should you ever visit the Majestic Sword Sect, you will be handsomely rewarded!" she said, quickly approaching Chu Xuan while covertly readying a soul-capturing spell in her hand.


    Chu Xuan turned around with a cold smile. In her eyes of despair, he lifted his foot and then¡­


    Kicked her right into the midst of the beasts.


    "Majestic Sword Sect wiped out my entire sect! This hatred is irreconcilable! I, He Liang, specifically hunt down cultivators of the Majestic Sword Sect!"


    Chu Xuan''s face was covered by He Liang''s human skin mask as he spoke. The woman screamed repeatedly as she was torn apart by the bizarre demonic beasts.


    Chu Xuan then took the opportunity to accelerate. Before the other demonic beasts could catch up, he threw out a barrage of Yin Thunder Seeds to temporarily repel them and made a quick escape.


    ...


    A few days later.


    Chu Xuan hid in a mountain cave, sighing helplessly.


    "I didn''t expect that these surroundings would be swarming with these bizarre demonic beasts known as Nether Crocodiles. Even if I can break out for a distance, I can''t sustain it long; the surrounding Nether Crocodiles would swarm again. Such terrible luck, to land right among a group of demonic beasts."


    Chu Xuan shook his head repeatedly.


    If Wan Wuying hadn''t given them each a jade slip imbued with the sense of common demonic beasts found on the extraterritorial battlefield before they entered, he might not even know what was surrounding him.


    The Nether Crocodile, a common demonic beast found on the extraterritorial battlefield, is about the length of an adult''s thigh, entirely black, with a body hard as steel and streamlined for swift movement.


    Spells from a Golden Core cultivator are, at most, seventy percent effective against them.


    "These Yin Thunder Seeds seem to cause decent damage to the Nether Crocodiles; looks like I need to stock up on these," he mused. "I shall return to Blue Star produce more Yin Thunder Seeds, and then blast them all!"


    With a cold snort, Chu Xuan turned and returned to Blue Star.

 Chapter 174: Such a Task of Saving the Souls of the Soul Star is Our Inescapable Duty!

    On the extraterritorial battlefield, within Lei Family City, Golden Core cultivators from across the cosmos were a common sight.


    Controlled by the Reincarnation Divine Church, the majority of Golden Core cultivators from more than ten stars had converged here.


    Each star was allotted one thousand tokens, and even if ten to twenty percent of these tokens remained undiscovered, at least ten thousand Golden Core cultivators from various cultivation stars had arrived on this battlefield.


    Lei Family City was a gathering place for rogue cultivators in the vicinity. The extraterritorial battlefield, unlike the cultivation stars, was highly unstable, riddled with spatial rifts and bizarre ancient beasts. Only a few unique areas were relatively stable.


    Over countless years, these regions naturally became gathering spots for cultivators, eventually evolving into cities. Lei Family City was one such city, controlled by a Nascent Soul family.


    Inside the largest inn of Lei Family City, Wan Wuying, Zhao Wuya, and Huang Yuanwu were gathered.


    "Have we still not found Chu Xuan?" Wan Wuying asked in a low voice.


    Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu both shook their heads repeatedly. "I went east, and he went south; neither of us found any trace of Chu Xuan."


    Zhao Wuya sighed lightly, "Fellow daoist Chu is highly skilled and would have been a great asset. Alas... perhaps he was just unlucky, landing amidst a group of demonic beasts."


    Huang Yuanwu murmured thoughtfully, "I heard yesterday that a large group of Nether Crocodiles appeared on the western battlefield. Since the opening of the extraterritorial battlefield, many who landed there perished, and only a very few lucky ones escaped.


    Even the talented disciples of the Majestic Sword Sect from Dawn Star died there. If fellow daoist Chu also landed on the western battlefield..."


    Wan Wuying fell silent, eventually letting out a long sigh.


    "Alive or dead, it''s fate. It''s not easy to stay in Lei Family City. We are all people with not much life left; there''s no need to keep searching for him deliberately. Let''s prioritize our own survival."


    Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu nodded in agreement, saying no more.


    ...


    On Blue Star, Chu Xuan tossed ten Thunder Crystals into the Reverse Thunder Formation. Each head-sized Thunder Crystal was worth twenty thousand small spiritual stones, and these ten amounted to a staggering two hundred thousand small spiritual stones¡ªall proceeds from the auction of the tokens.


    "Fortunately, I had Wan Wuying gather some, or else it wouldn''t have been enough to condense the Yin Thunder Seeds," Chu Xuan chuckled lightly, focusing intently on the task.


    Days turned into years, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed. The number of Yin Thunder Seeds in his spiritual sea had reached five thousand.


    During his free time, Chu Xuan also delved into the study of poisons and occasionally checked the situation on Blue Star and the status of the Psionic Cube.


    "Hmm? This fellow is still talking to himself, nonstop," Chu Xuan remarked, surprised as he took out the Psionic Cube. Over the past five years, that person who called himself Ma Nanshan talked daily, seemingly unbothered by solitude.The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.


    Just then, Chu Xuan noticed another light spot appear, significantly larger¡ªabout seven or eight times¡ªthan Ma Nanshan''s. It radiated a bright light. Ma Nanshan, who had been mumbling to himself, was overjoyed at this development.


    "Another newcomer has arrived!" he exclaimed. "Quick, tell us your name, which star you''re from¡ªtalk to me!"


    Chu Xuan, intrigued, watched the new light spot, waiting for it to speak. After a long moment, a weary voice emerged from it.


    "My name is Yun Ming, Soul King of the Rectitude Hall on the Soul Star. Are you the summoned ones from Blue Star and Pegasus Star? I represent the Rectitude Hall, requesting your presence on the Soul Star to save our precarious civilization¡­"


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. I haven''t spoken yet. How can he see me?


    Then, Yun Ming proceeded to provide detailed information. After listening to Yun Ming''s explanation, Chu Xuan''s interest was piqued.


    Unexpectedly, there was such a human civilization!


    The Soul Star once harbored a brilliant human civilization. Perhaps due to the unique nature of the Soul Star, or maybe because its inhabitants chose the wrong evolutionary path, they did not follow the technological route like Blue Star.


    Instead, they developed a soul civilization!


    The people of the Soul Star had developed an extremely advanced soul system. They could even use soul techniques for attack and defense, to tame wild beasts, and facilitate daily life.


    However, they soon realized that the physical body limited the soul. Without a physical body, the soul could become much stronger. Perhaps it could even climb to a higher tier of life!


    But those from the Soul Star who had forsaken their physical bodies underwent great changes in temperament, becoming exceedingly bloodthirsty. Only a few managed to retain their personalities from before they discarded their bodies.


    Over time, the people of the Soul Star split into two factions. The Eternal Hall advocated for the abandonment of the physical body to evolve the soul and pursue absolute immortality.


    In contrast, the Hall of Rectitude believed that both the body and soul were essential; once the body was discarded, one ceased to be a true human and became an aberration. The term "rectitude" in the Hall of Rectitude signifies the essence of true humanity.


    As the disagreements between the Eternal Hall and the Hall of Rectitude intensified, conflict inevitably erupted. The Soul Star was thrown into chaos, with countless lives lost.


    Terrifying vengeful spirits and ghastly specters roamed every inch of the planet, and only one in ten of the Soul Star''s inhabitants survived. They found themselves unable to salvage their world with their dwindling strength.


    To preserve their civilization, the Hall of Rectitude was compelled to disperse the Psionic Cube, which contained powerful primal Psionic energy, to foster the evolution of other planetary civilizations in the hopes that these worlds'' humans would come to their aid.


    According to Yun Ming, those in possession of the Psionic Cube were invariably the strongest on their respective planets. The Hall of Rectitude believed that only such powerful beings had the capacity to save the Soul Star.


    Yun Ming continued, "...Before you, four newcomers were transported to the Soul Star via the Psionic Cube. Their progress has been favorable. As a member of the Hall of Rectitude, I earnestly request that you both join us.


    Here is the method to activate the Psionic Cube''s soul teleportation matrix. Once activated, your souls will be transported to the Soul Star. Upon arrival, you can enter containers prepared by the Hall of Rectitude to begin the rescue mission. As a reward, the Hall of Rectitude will provide methods for you to further enhance your capabilities."


    He sent out a message, which entered the light points representing Chu Xuan and Ma Nanshan.


    Chu Xuan pondered after reading it. The activation method was not complicated; it merely required charging the Psionic Cube. He estimated that throwing a few small spiritual stones into it would suffice to activate the soul teleportation matrix.


    The only consideration was... whether to go.


    "The Eternal Hall and the Hall of Rectitude are at loggerheads, expecting outsiders to come to their rescue?" Chu Xuan scoffed.


    Relying on outsiders instead of holding hope in their own hands¡ªwhat does that mean?


    "However, the Soul Star is plagued with a vast number of vengeful spirits and specters, and its people live in dire straits! Such a task of saving the souls of the Soul Star is our inescapable duty!"


    Chu Xuan nodded, primarily motivated by the desire to rescue the souls of the Soul Star. Collecting the vengeful spirits and specters was merely incidental.

 Chapter 175: Those Who Obstruct My Path Have Already Chosen Their Death!

    "However, the dangers of the Soul Star are unknown, and I need not commit my entire soul to it," Chu Xuan pondered. "Perhaps I should sever a portion of my spiritual sense and send it to the Soul Star. In this way, I can explore the Soul Star while continuing my cultivation."


    A light bulb went off in Chu Xuan''s mind. This was a viable solution. Yet, this solution brought with it a cascade of new challenges: how to sever part of his soul and, once on the Soul Star, how to capture the vengeful spirits and ghosts.


    "I do have a secret technique for severing the soul!"


    Chu Xuan suddenly recalled that after slaying Cao Zijin, a genius from the Heaven Burning Sect, he had found a treasure trove of techniques and scrolls in his storage bag. At the time, he had set them aside as they were of little use to him.


    Now, revisiting these treasures, he indeed found a suitable method.


    The "Soul Division Technique"! This technique, essential for puppeteering, allowed a cultivator to divide their soul, a skill almost all puppeteers used to multitask and control their puppets.


    As for a method to bind vengeful spirits and ghosts with the soul, he found none. He wondered if the soul techniques on the Soul Star might offer similar capabilities.


    "First, I will cultivate the Soul Division Technique. Just mastering the first level should allow me to sever a strand of my soul. If it''s just to assess the dangers of the Soul Star, that should suffice."


    Chu Xuan then settled down to diligently cultivate the Soul Division Technique. Having previously condensed the Nether Soul Core, his spiritual soul was exceptionally strong, making his cultivation of the Soul Division Technique even more effective.


    Within just a month by Blue Star''s reckoning, he had cultivated the Soul Division Technique to the first level. That very day, he severed a strand of his soul. Subsequently, he activated the soul teleportation matrix of the Psionic Cube using five small spiritual stones.


    Chu Xuan took another look at the Psionic Cube. Since Ma Nanshan''s departure for the Soul Star, there had been a long silence, a stark contrast to his previous verbosity.


    Chu Xuan had his suspicions but still wished to see for himself what lay on the other side.


    "Let''s see what this Soul Star is really like," Chu Xuan muttered as he cast the severed strand of his soul into the matrix.


    Buzz!


    In an instant, the world spun wildly. His senses were bombarded by bizarre and chaotic visions. When his vision cleared, he found himself standing under a night sky. Looking around, the landscape was desolate and dark, hardly a place fit for human habitation.


    On closer inspection, the sky was not dark. It was actually teeming with writhing, wailing vengeful spirits and ghosts! Their numbers were so vast that they blotted out the sky, which had led Chu Xuan to believe he was under a night sky.


    "So many?!" Chu Xuan was momentarily speechless. His Myriad Souls Banner, merely a high-grade magic tool, would struggle to contain such an enormous number of vengeful spirits and ghosts.


    Just then, Chu Xuan felt a sudden headache. A vision of a shattered, blood-red mirror piece flashed through his mind.Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    "The Blood Mirror fragment!"


    Chu Xuan exclaimed, both shocked and elated.


    "Another fool has come," a voice sounded from behind him.


    Before Chu Xuan could turn around, a massive hand grasped at him. In an instant, it crushed the strand of his soul and tossed it into a gaping mouth, chewing casually.


    "Mmm... this soul is weak but delicious..." That was the last thing Chu Xuan heard before intense pain overtook him.


    Hisss...


    Rubbing his temples, Chu Xuan noted the connection with that strand of his soul had been severed.


    "It seems my suspicions were correct," he mused. "That was no invitation from the Hall of Rectitude, but a trap. A dreadful trap designed to lure the strongest beings from other planets to offer up their souls!"


    Chu Xuan shook his head. Poor Ma Nanshan from Pegasus Star, he thought, probably already dead. His soul likely now served as sustenance for a more formidable being.


    "The soul strength of that creature from the Soul Star seems to be comparable to a Foundation Building cultivator. For me, slicing off about one-tenth of my soul to send to the Soul Star should suffice to easily manipulate it."


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly. "However, why did my soul suddenly encounter the vision of the mirror fragment upon reaching the Soul Star? Could it be that the fragment is indeed on the Soul Star? Quite possible!"


    It seemed a journey to the Soul Star was inevitable. However, he planned to make thorough preparations before departing.


    First, he needed to master the second level of the Soul Division Technique. Second, he needed to acquire a better Myriad Souls Banner, at least a mid-grade magic treasure, to capture more stray spirits and ghosts.


    "It seems I need to blast those Nether Crocodiles first, then head to a gathering place of cultivators to acquire a better Myriad Souls Banner," Chu Xuan resolved, settling down to continue condensing Yin Thunder Seeds.


    Three more years passed on Blue Star. The number of Yin Thunder Seeds in Chu Xuan''s spiritual sea had reached ten thousand. He suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with a chilling resolve.


    Time to bomb them all...


    ...


    In the western battlefield, the diminutive Nether Crocodiles were ubiquitous. Thousands lay resting on the ground, indistinguishable from slender stones.


    Yet, only cultivators who had witnessed their ferocity knew that these stone-like creatures could transform into frenzied beasts at the slightest disturbance, mercilessly pursuing their prey.


    Suddenly, a streak of light burst forth from a hidden cave.


    In an instant, the Nether Crocodiles, like people jolted from deep sleep, woke with a start, irritable and disturbed. Their fearsome, sharp maws swayed as they swarmed toward the fleeing light.


    "Obstruct my path, and you court death!" Chu Xuan sneered, his mouth spewing forth beads of Yin Thunder.


    Boom, boom, boom!


    Wherever he went, the Nether Crocodiles were blasted into pieces. Black limbs and red flesh littered the ground, covering it completely.


    A hundred Yin Thunder Seeds were not enough; then he would use two hundred. If two hundred were insufficient, then four hundred, eight hundred, even sixteen hundred¡ªas long as he had enough Yin Thunder.


    Boom, boom, boom!


    With Yin Thunder clearing the way, Chu Xuan advanced relentlessly.


    "Hmm? That woman''s storage bag?" His keen eyes and quick hands spotted a storage bag on the ground.


    Several months ago, he had been transported here via a battlefield token and had encountered a woman claiming to be a disciple of the Majestic Sword Sect. Chu Xuan casually took the storage bag and continued forward.


    "Aren''t some Nether Crocodiles supposed to burst into blood crystals upon death? Why haven''t I seen any?" Chu Xuan mused internally.


    The physical bodies of Nether Crocodiles were extremely formidable. In some particularly powerful specimens, the vital essence could condense into blood crystals, a nourishing delicacy for body cultivators.


    Chu Xuan wondered if these blood crystals could compare to the zombie flesh crafted from the Psionic Cube.


    Wait... Could it be that the overwhelming power of the Yin Thunder had shattered even the blood crystals?


    After some time, Chu Xuan finally discovered a blood crystal. With a sweep of his spiritual sense and a gesture, he drew it into his storage bag from afar. He collected six more as he proceeded.


    The number of Nether Crocodiles ahead began to dwindle, perhaps sensing the deadly threat of the Yin Thunder and choosing to avoid its edge.


    In any case, Chu Xuan felt the pressure rapidly diminishing. Eventually, he blasted his way out of the Nether Crocodile encirclement.


    There were no more obstacles around!

 Chapter 176: The Privilege of Merit

    Chu Xuan heaved a sigh of relief and immediately set off towards the east. The extraterritorial battlefield had undergone significant transformations. Each opening event reshaped the landscape, turning mountains into valleys and gorges into plains.


    Entire areas would mysteriously vanish, yet cities built on solid ground remained steadfast, such as the Reincarnation Divine Church''s Realm Tower, the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace''s Feather Transformation City, and the Majestic Sword Sect''s Majestic City, among others.


    Wan Wuying had informed him through the spiritual sense jade slip that there were only two cities suitable for loose cultivators to enter.


    One was Lei Family City, controlled by the profound Nascent Soul family of the Lei Clan, which welcomed all comers.


    The other was Righteous Dao City, managed by a newly ascended Nascent Soul cultivator and two False Soul cultivators, claiming to be open only to cultivators of the righteous way, strictly forbidding demonic cultivators.


    Other cities were almost exclusively under the control of major sects like Feather Transformation Heaven Palace and Majestic Sword Sect and were not recommended for loose cultivators.


    Chu Xuan had no intention of visiting those cities. Lei Family City seemed like a good choice. However, as he traveled, he realized he was lost.


    "Isn''t this... surely this spiritual sense jade slip is a 500-year-old map?!" he exclaimed. "There''s clearly no path ahead, just a dried-up massive trench!"


    Chu Xuan looked at the thousand-zhang-wide gorge before him and laughed helplessly. The extraterritorial battlefield exerted a strong suppressive force on flying magic treasures, reducing their power by half.


    In Mystic Azure Star, Chu Xuan could easily have flown across, but this was the treacherous extraterritorial battlefield!


    With such a wide chasm, who knew what demons and monsters lurked in its unfathomable depths? It was better not to fly unless absolutely necessary.


    Resolved to follow his instincts, Chu Xuan decided to take a detour.


    This detour took him far away from Lei Family City and, ultimately, he arrived at... Righteous Dao City.


    Chu Xuan looked at the large sign over the city gate and smacked his lips. Righteous Dao City... it wasn''t entirely off-limits. With his accumulated virtue, anyone would give him a thumbs up in praise. Who would dare to suspect him of being a demonic cultivator?


    With this thought, Chu Xuan strode confidently towards the city gate.


    At the entrance of Righteous Dao City, two cultivators at the early stage of the Golden Core guarded the left and right sides, while a middle-aged bald cultivator at the mid-stage of the Golden Core took charge of the registration process.


    A line of cultivators slowly made their way into the city. Those who met the criteria of Righteous Dao City were registered and issued entry tokens. Those who did not were naturally expelled.


    "Cultivation method is righteous and balanced, approved! Next!"


    "Cultivation method is violent, disapproved! Next!"


    "Cultivation method is prolonged and gentle, approved! Next!"Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


    "This cultivation method... Seductress Technique... ahem, approved, next!"


    A curvaceous woman fluttered her eyelashes seductively at the middle-aged cultivator, who, swayed by her charm, swiftly marked her as approved.


    "She''s clearly a demonic cultivator, how can she pass..." a female cultivator in line exclaimed in dissatisfaction upon seeing this.


    The middle-aged cultivator glanced over and saw the complaining woman was robust and burly. He scoffed, "With such a formidable physique, you must practice demonic cultivation. Expel her!"


    "At once!" the two early Golden Core cultivators stepped forward to remove her.


    "I am not a demonic cultivator! I really am not! It''s about to get dark, I need to enter the city!" the woman protested.


    However, the cultivators of Righteous Dao City were indifferent. They picked her up and threw her far from the city gates.


    Meanwhile, a squad of enforcement officers rushed out from within the city, glaring menacingly at everyone.


    The Golden Core cultivators in line lowered their heads and shrank back, unwilling to meet their gaze. Those with any ambition had gone to Lei Family City. Only those with no other options came to Righteous Dao City.


    Of course, there were also those like Chu Xuan who had lost their way and inexplicably ended up here.


    "It''s going to be dark soon, can we hurry it up?" another cultivator called out after a while.


    The middle-aged cultivator, noticing the gathering darkness on the horizon, hastened the registration process. However, verifying each cultivator''s technique was time-consuming, and speed was not an option.


    Chu Xuan watched the sluggish pace, shaking his head. He knew well that when darkness fell, a vast number of Nether Crocodiles would emerge from the ground. While he had Yin Thunder Seeds capable of blasting them open, using such a method in public would surely prevent his entry into Righteous Dao City.


    "I didn''t want to use my special privileges..."


    Chu Xuan sighed, and suddenly, a golden wheel of merit rose behind his head. The wheel spun quietly, brilliantly dazzling. Faint auspicious light burst forth, fragrant and imbuing him with fortune, captivating all who saw it.


    The sudden burst of golden light from the wheel of merit immediately caught everyone''s attention, including that of the middle-aged cultivator responsible for registration.


    He was astounded and quickly jogged over to Chu Xuan, exclaiming, "With such immense virtue, Master, why didn''t you say so sooner!"


    "My name is Duan Que. Please, Master, follow me! The gates of Righteous Dao City are always open for you!" he said, gesturing for Chu Xuan to follow.


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly and walked with confident strides. Some cultivators in the line, confused, began to shout.


    "Why does he get to cut the line!"


    "Yeah, why! Just because he has a glow behind his head?!"


    A few bold ones even tried to follow Chu Xuan into the city. Duan Que scoffed, "This master''s virtue is boundless! How can you compare?!"


    "Enforcement team, stop them!" he commanded. The cultivators of the enforcement team sprang into action, stopping the others from following and causing them to stumble backward.


    Chu Xuan entered Righteous Dao City with ease as Duan Que spoke to the guards at the gate, "You two take over the registration, I will accompany the master for a while."


    He then turned to Chu Xuan with a smile plastered across his face. "Fellow daoist possesses such merit! You must have saved many mortals!"


    Chu Xuan nodded, "I hail from the Southern Wilderness of Mystic Azure Star, from the Golden Dragon Temples, and my dharma name is Huikong. It''s just some minor deeds of merit, hardly worth mentioning."


    Duan Que bowed even deeper, realizing he was in the presence of a high monk, "Oh, it''s a high monk! My apologies for any disrespect!"


    "Fellow daoist Huikong, please follow me. Such a person as yourself has been specifically mentioned by the three seniors; we must treat you with the highest respect. You may choose any third-tier cave dwelling for free, without any charge of spirit stones, for five years."


    Chu Xuan smiled and nodded, "Please convey my thanks to the three seniors."


    At that moment, he looked towards the sky. The light that had lingered there was now being engulfed by darkness. The gates of Righteous Dao City creaked as they closed slowly but firmly. The guards at the gate and the members of the enforcement team promptly returned inside.


    Those who had not completed their registration or had been identified as demonic cultivators and denied entry were left outside. Some tried to storm the gate but were easily shot down by the enforcement team on the city walls.


    Soon, a horde of Nether Crocodiles swarmed from the caverns below. Screams filled the air outside, but the cultivators inside the city seemed indifferent as if such horrors were all too common.


    Chu Xuan pressed his palms together, "Dragon Buddha above, I cannot bear to witness such a dreadful sight. Let us proceed, Benefactor Duan."


    Duan Que nodded vigorously, "I, too, cannot bear to see death. Let us move on swiftly."

 Chapter 177: The Duan Familys Solicitation

    Righteous Dao City was rather simplistic, consisting only of two main avenues running north-south and east-west, with only customary small paths in between. Many areas lacked proper housing, featuring merely makeshift shacks.


    At first glance, one might think it was an encampment for Qi Refining cultivators outside the Treasure Ship Market.


    It was hard to imagine Golden Core cultivators, who dominated their respective planets, tolerating such modest conditions.


    But considering that the weakest realm in the extraterritorial battlefield was the Golden Core phase, it seemed less surprising.


    Duan Que pointed ahead to a mountain and smiled, "Fellow daoist Huikong, that is Righteous Dao Mountain. The three seniors reside in the topmost fourth-tier cave dwellings. From the bottom up, there are first, second, and third-tier dwellings."


    "The higher you go, the richer the Spiritual Qi!" he continued. "These dwellings correspond to the early, middle, and late phases of the Golden Core respectively. A first-tier dwelling costs one hundred and twenty small spiritual stones or one medium spiritual stone per year. The price doubles for the second-tier, and doubles again for the third-tier."


    Chu Xuan chanted a Buddhist name again, "I did not expect to receive such treatment on my first visit to Righteous Dao City. Dragon Buddha above, the three seniors are truly benevolent!"


    Duan Que remarked with emotion, "My partner and I only reside in a second-tier dwelling; we have never experienced the Spiritual Qi of a third-tier dwelling..."


    He looked at Chu Xuan with evident envy.


    Soon, Duan Que arranged everything for Chu Xuan. "The three seniors are currently in seclusion. Right now, the heads of the three great families take turns managing the city and its affairs."


    "You must be weary from your long journey to Righteous Dao City, rest for now," Duan Que advised. "In a few days, when the head of the Duan family is available, I will come to invite you to meet the leaders of the three great families of Righteous Dao City.


    I can assure you, with your strength and virtue, just a nod from you, and you could become an honorary elder of our Duan family. You should know, the Duan family is the strongest of the three, a true Nascent Soul family, while the other two are merely False Soul families.


    As an honorary elder of the Duan family, not only will your actions in Righteous Dao City become much easier, but even if you go to Majestic City or Feather Transformation City, you will be treated with great respect."


    As he was leaving, Duan Que respectfully handed over a communication jade, "Fellow daoist Huikong, this is my communication jade. If you have any needs, just let me know!"


    Chu Xuan smiled, "Thank you, fellow daoist Duan."


    Boom.


    The stone door of the cave dwelling closed heavily.


    Chu Xuan murmured a Buddhist chant, "This dwelling is quite nice, indeed to my liking. Dragon Buddha above, I thank the three seniors for their generosity."Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.


    He then took several sets of formations from his storage bag and, in the blink of an eye, had the dwelling perfectly arranged.


    Chu Xuan, although reassured by the array of formations like Spirit Gathering and Soundproofing already in place in the third-tier cave dwelling, didn''t quite trust others to ensure his safety.


    He had to lay out his own arrangements, because who knew if Righteous Dao City had installed any backdoors in the dwellings?


    "Much more comfortable now," he murmured to himself as he finished setting up his additional protections. With a slight grin, he mused, "Huikong, oh Huikong, borrowing your identity shouldn''t upset you, right?"


    Casually, Chu Xuan summoned the Evil Soul Chain, and following its manifestation, the soul of Huikong appeared, standing obediently before him.


    Upon hearing Chu Xuan''s words, the soul scratched its head in confusion.


    ''What Huikong? Am I called Huikong? I''m not though!''


    Reflecting on Duan Que''s earlier attentiveness and warmth, Chu Xuan considered the implications.


    "I knew the extraterritorial battlefield valued merit, but I didn''t realize just how useful it could be. Just showing a single layer of the merit wheel garnered such a warm reception. If I revealed three layers..."


    He shook his head vigorously, "That would paint a huge target on my back. No, that won''t do."


    Showing restraint was essential. A three-layer merit wheel, indicative of saving countless lives, was a blessing from the heavenly Dao typically reserved for humanity''s saviors.


    Not even a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul or Astral Projection stages might achieve such a feat, let alone a mere Golden Core cultivator like himself. If he were to display such a wheel, he might end up a subject of relentless study by the powerful.


    The reasons for the battlefield''s emphasis on merit were not detailed in the jade slip provided by Wan Wuying, only mentioning that spatial rifts, dangerous and lethal to many cultivators, appeared less frequently around those imbued with merit.


    Cities with many meritorious cultivators also saw fewer spatial rifts around them, explaining why Righteous Dao City was quick to expel demonic cultivators. A single malevolent presence could disrupt the city''s collective merit, inviting disasters.


    Merit seemed to have other, less understood benefits, beyond the scope of what could be learned from available texts.


    "Duan Que''s eagerness clearly aims to recruit me on behalf of the Duan family," Chu Xuan thought. "This is expected. Anyone like me, endowed with such merit, could significantly bolster any family within Righteous Dao City if I joined them.


    Joining the Duan family isn''t a bad idea; to me, all three families are much the same. With my level of merit, not too high nor too low, it''s unlikely many would go out of their way to target me. This could be a good opportunity to gather materials for crafting magic treasures."


    Chu Xuan mulled over his plan to craft the Sky-Shielding Umbrella, a demonic treasure similar to the Myriad Souls Banner in its function of harnessing souls to nourish fierce ghosts.


    Of course, the Sky-Shielding Umbrella could accommodate an even greater number of aggrieved spirits and fierce ghosts, easily surpassing hundreds of millions.


    This type of umbrella was a widely known demonic treasure, and its crafting method was readily available, especially to someone like Chu Xuan who was a prominent figure in the Infinite Sect.


    To craft the Sky-Shielding Umbrella, only two materials were essential:


    The hide of a Golden Core stage demonic beast - The thicker and larger, the better, as it would serve as the main fabric of the umbrella.


    Yin Soul Bamboo - Used for the ribs and handle of the umbrella.


    Yin Soul Bamboo is as thick as a thumb and grows by absorbing the souls of the dead. The bamboo reaches three inches if it absorbs the souls of a thousand ghost soldiers; six inches for ten thousand ghost soldiers; and nine inches for a hundred thousand ghost soldiers.


    While it could grow further by absorbing more powerful spirits like ghost generals, the cost-effectiveness for using such advanced Yin Soul Bamboo in the umbrella decreases.


    For Chu Xuan, nine-inch Yin Soul Bamboo would suffice. He considered the acquisition of these materials:


    "The hide of a Golden Core demonic beast... I just need to put out the word, and people will gather it for me without me having to spend time on it. As for the Yin Soul Bamboo..."

 Chapter 178: Whats Wrong with a High Buddhist Monk Using a String of Purple Jade Beads?

    Chu Xuan chuckled lightly, then with a flicker, he arrived at Blue Star¡ª it had vast numbers of zombies in the wild. Slaying through the hordes would quickly amass hundreds of thousands of souls.


    Driven by hunger, these souls would battle each other, and the survivors would ascend as ghost soldiers. Within less than a day, Chu Xuan had accomplished his task, capturing four hundred thousand souls within his Grand Soul Banner.


    All that remained was to wait for ghost soldiers to emerge from these souls.


    Several days passed.


    Chu Xuan scanned with his spiritual sense, nodding in satisfaction. It was done. His efforts had yielded one hundred and fifty thousand ghost soldiers, ample for nurturing a Yin Soul Bamboo to nine inches.


    Near a zombie farm, Chu Xuan found a small mound and buried a bamboo shoot there. His storage bag was already filled with similar spiritual plants like Yin Soul Bamboo, ready for use whenever needed.


    As for the growing environment¡ªtrue powerhouses never complained about their surroundings. Even in a barren desert devoid of moisture, as long as there were enough ghostly souls, Yin Soul Bamboo could stubbornly sprout and grow.


    Chu Xuan casually extracted a ghost soldier from the Grand Soul Banner. His spiritual sense formed a piercing needle, and with a casual stab, he threw it toward the bamboo shoot. He repeated this process with five ghost soldiers in total.


    The bamboo shoot began to stir, taking root and sprouting. A young bamboo of a dark purple hue grew at a visible rate.


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly, continuing to feed the Yin Soul Bamboo with ghost soldiers. After twenty or so were thrown, the leaves of the bamboo began to morph, resembling gaping maws full of sharp teeth!


    Once Yin Soul Bamboo reached this stage, it no longer needed deliberate feeding; as long as ghostly souls were nearby, it would hunt on its own.


    Sure enough, as soon as Chu Xuan threw another ghost soldier towards it, the surrounding leaves, snake-like, fixed their gaze on it. They snapped viciously, and in the blink of an eye, the ghost soldier was shredded into pieces, its essence absorbed as nutrients by the Yin Soul Bamboo.


    Pleased with the progress, Chu Xuan nodded in satisfaction. He then summoned Bao from the Corpse Nurturing Tower, for another task or further cultivation activities, continuing his preparations for creating the Sky-Shielding Umbrella.


    Having settled Bao with the task of feeding the Yin Soul Bamboo, Chu Xuan''s attention now turned back to other matters. He returned to the rooftop of the Haotai Hotel on Blue Star.


    There, he had yet to explore the storage bag of the Majestic Sword Sect female disciple he had encountered. For safety, he had chosen to open it on Blue Star.


    "A direct disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator¡ªperhaps there might be a small surprise inside," Chu Xuan mused as he prepared to delve into the contents of the storage bag. Rubbing his hands together, he first wiped away the spiritual imprint on the bag before opening it.


    Instantly, a small sword of spiritual sense flew out, aiming straight for Chu Xuan''s mind with a sharp whistle.


    Chu Xuan''s expression shifted slightly, and with a low shout, his own spiritual sense quickly condensed into a piercing needle to counter the attack.Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.


    Clang!


    The spiritual sword clashed against the piercing needle.


    For a moment, the two forces were locked in a standstill, then suddenly the spiritual sword exploded into fragments. The invisible shockwave of spiritual sense swept outwards, instantly killing any small insects hiding in nearby crevices.


    Chu Xuan frowned. "Thankfully, my spiritual sense is strong enough. Another Golden Core cultivator might have fallen for this trap."


    "Shangguan Hao the Flying Dragon Sword, this must be his safeguard left in the disciple''s storage bag," Chu Xuan huffed.


    The disciple was devoured by a demonic beast, and I kindly took the storage bag to prevent the treasures from being lost. And yet, this is how it repays me. Utterly ungrateful!


    Now more cautious, Chu Xuan probed the storage bag more thoroughly with his spiritual sense.


    "So many medium spiritual stones? This certainly solves my immediate needs."


    There were at least eight hundred medium spiritual stones, equivalent to eighty thousand small spiritual stones! Surprisingly, there were only about a thousand small spiritual stones.


    Aside from the spirit stones, there were two magic treasures inside the bag. One was the "Evil-Suppressing Sword," a mid-grade magic treasure with offensive and flight capabilities. The other was a string of "Purple Jade Beads Necklace," a mid-grade magic treasure with offensive, defensive, and detoxification properties.


    The Evil-Suppressing Sword, designed to suppress evil spirits and demons, was obviously unusable for Chu Xuan, who employed such beings himself. Using it would only harm his corpse puppet and ghost followers.


    Given that the Majestic Sword Sect specialized in sword techniques, using the Evil-Suppressing Sword would make it easy for members of the sect to recognize and potentially track him.


    However, the string of sixteen Purple Jade Beads presented an opportunity. If he re-crafted and altered their appearance, they could be useful. From a distance, they looked like ordinary beads; up close, they were clearly prayer beads.


    "What''s wrong with a high monk like myself using a string of purple jade prayer beads?" Chu Xuan mused.


    Chu Xuan continued his search within the storage bag and discovered numerous spiritual sense jade slips from the Majestic Sword Sect, all containing cultivation techniques. There were six methods suitable for Golden Core cultivators and even two for Nascent Soul cultivators.


    "Shangguan Hao really spared no effort in training his disciple," Chu Xuan mused, impressed by the range of powerful techniques stored within the bag. Since these techniques were of no use to him personally, he planned to assume another identity to trade them later.


    "This is a jade slip with a map of the extraterritorial battlefield? Excellent!" he exclaimed, pleased with the find.


    His interest piqued as he stumbled upon a unique jade slip detailing a method of Nascent Soul formation.


    "''Mixed Essence Sword Soul Technique'', a high-grade method for forming a Nascent Soul¡­" he read aloud. "It''s of no use to me. Why didn''t they prepare some Nascent Soul techniques suitable for me?"


    Shaking his head in mild frustration, Chu Xuan turned the storage bag inside out to make sure nothing was missed. Then, he began the process of consecrating the Purple Jade Beads Necklace.


    As he prepared to erase the spiritual marks with his powerful spiritual sense, he heard an indistinct roar coming from within the beads. It sounded like an angry rant or question, but the specifics were unintelligible.


    "Perhaps it''s a remnant will left by Shangguan Hao in the magic treasure?" he pondered. "To give a magic treasure to a female disciple but leave his own remnant will in it¡­ intriguing."


    Meanwhile, in Majestic City, Shangguan Hao retracted his Nascent Soul, his face ashen with fury. He had discovered that the murderer of Ning Yurong was attempting to consecrate the Purple Jade Beads Necklace.


    Immediately, he projected his Nascent Soul, hoping to use the remnant will left on the beads to mark the murderer remotely¡ªa trick to help him track the murderer later.


    However, what shocked him was the vast distance, both metaphorical and literal, between him and the murderer. He couldn''t discern any details about the other''s true identity or location.


    When the remnant will on the beads completely dissipated, he lost all means to determine the murderer''s whereabouts, which enraged him even further.


    "Damned be! Where is he exactly?" he roared. "He must be somewhere in the extraterritorial battlefield! It can''t be anywhere else. I''ve even utilized the essence of my Nascent Soul, why can''t I find him?"


    Since his favorite disciple, Ning Yurong, fell on this battlefield in the western region, Shangguan Hao had been restless, haunted by her loss.

 Chapter 179: Celestial Sound Zen Temple

    Nobody knew how much effort Shangguan Hao had invested in his female disciple, Ning Yurong. He had provided her with the best spiritual resources, magic treasures, and cultivation methods available. Everything of the highest quality had been given to her, and she had understood the significance of his actions.


    Ning Yurong practiced a seductive demonic technique and was adept in the arts of charm and intimacy. The two had extensively explored the profound pathways of dual cultivation.


    Through Ning Yurong, Shangguan Hao experienced a unique flavor of companionship quite distinct from that with his other partners, which made him value her highly.


    He could not accept Ning Yurong''s death.


    "Who exactly is this He Liang?" Shangguan Hao pondered, his fists clenched and eyes bloodshot from rage. "My Majestic Sword Sect has destroyed many sects; which one did he belong to?"


    He was determined to use all his resources to find He Liang and make him understand the pain of losing a loved one.


    "Shangguan Hao, come here immediately and start the pill concoction!" a woman''s dissatisfied growl came from the pill concoction chamber. "If you''re even a breath late, I''ll whip you ten times!"


    Shangguan Hao''s face, twisted with rage, instantly softened into a smile. "Little Qianqian, I''m coming, I''m coming, don''t be mad."


    ...


    In Righteous Dao City, within the Duan family''s estate.


    "Third uncle, the monk Huikong from Golden Dragon Temple possesses great merit. He should be the one we recruit," urged Duan Que. "Didn''t you agree two days ago to offer him a position in the Duan family? Why have you changed your mind now?" He asked anxiously.


    Duan Cang, the head of the Duan family, frowned deeply and said in a grave tone, "Yesterday, a high monk from Celestial Sound Zen Temple visited our family."


    "Celestial Sound Zen Temple from the Holy Sound Star?" Duan Que was taken aback.


    Duan Cang nodded. "Exactly. You should know the prohibitions of Celestial Sound Zen Temple."


    Duan Que sighed deeply. "I know. Celestial Sound Zen Temple reveres only human Buddhas. As for ''Dragon Buddha,'' like those from Golden Dragon Temple, they don''t even recognize them."


    Not being recognized was putting it mildly. In the eyes of the monks from Celestial Sound Zen Temple, heretics were even more detestable than adherents of other faiths.


    If monks from Celestial Sound Zen Temple and Golden Dragon Temple were to meet, a fight would likely break out without a word.


    Duan Cang continued calmly, "Celestial Sound Zen Temple is the absolute ruler of Holy Sound Star. Master Yuanming, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator who also practices physical cultivation, is among them. He also possesses a layer of the merit wheel. His spiritual root is an earth-grade Metal Spiritual Root.


    Golden Dragon Temple, I''ve never heard of it before. It must be just a small force on Mystic Azure Star. Between the two, whom we should choose needs no further discussion, does it?"


    Duan Que sighed deeply, "I understand now, family head. It was my oversight. However, I''ve already made the offer that he could join our Duan family with just a nod from him."


    A bitter smile formed on his face.


    Duan Cang patted him on the shoulder, "It''s not entirely your fault. I also did not expect that a high monk from Celestial Sound Zen Temple would seek to join our Duan family."The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.


    "Family head, won''t you reconsider? I can sense that Huikong is truly extraordinary," Duan Que pressed earnestly.


    Unable to resist his urging any longer, Duan Cang finally said, "Very well, bring him here tomorrow, and I will assess his spiritual root with the magic treasure bestowed by our ancestors.


    If his strength and talent surpass those of Yuanming from Celestial Sound Zen Temple, I will dismiss Yuanming without a second thought and take Huikong as an honorary elder of our Duan family. How does that sound?"


    Duan Que nodded vigorously, "That would be excellent!"


    ...


    Chu Xuan, sensing a visitor outside his cultivation chamber, promptly ceased his meditation.


    A voice transmitted through the formation outside said, "Fellow daoist Huikong, this is Duan Que."


    Chu Xuan then opened the gate of his dwelling. Standing before him was the bald middle-aged cultivator, Duan Que, who presented him with a storage bag, saying with a smile, "Fellow daoist Huikong, I''ve procured the Golden Core stage demonic beast hide you required."


    Chu Xuan received it and swept his spiritual sense over it, instantly surprised.


    "This is the hide of a Flying Squirrel, a complete hide that can sell for eight thousand small spiritual stones. How did you manage to obtain it, Benefactor Duan?"


    Duan Que laughed heartily, "After all, I am a cultivator of the Duan family; I do have certain privileges. This Flying Squirrel''s hide can be yours for just seven thousand small spiritual stones."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly and tossed over a storage bag. Duan Que caught it without looking and said, "Please, come with me. Our family head is currently free and has been very curious about you, given your great merit."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "I too am eager to see the esteemed family head of the Duan family."


    The Duan family estate was located in the eastern district of Righteous Dao City, which was not very large.


    Led by Duan Que, Chu Xuan walked only a thousand steps before they arrived. The estate itself was not very large; after all, the real Duan family resided on their original cultivation star. The purpose of this estate was primarily to receive guests.


    As Chu Xuan was about to enter the main hall, he suddenly noticed a copper mirror hanging above the entrance.


    At first glance, the mirror seemed ordinary, yet it appeared to possess the ability to peer into the depths of those it reflected.


    Chu Xuan frowned slightly and immediately cloaked his presence, his Turtle Breath Technique allowing him to easily conceal his cultivation level and physical condition.


    As for his spiritual root and merit, the former could only be detected by probing with Spiritual Qi, and the latter would only be apparent if he chose to reveal it himself.


    "Why does the Duan family wish to scrutinize me?" Chu Xuan frowned, disliking this invasive approach to probing guests.


    Shortly thereafter, Chu Xuan and Duan Que were ushered into the main hall to meet the family head, Duan Cang.


    With just one glance, Chu Xuan discerned that this man''s cultivation level was higher than his own¡ªlikely at least at the ninth level of the Golden Core stage.


    However, he had not cultivated his physical body. In terms of strength, Chu Xuan was confident he could overpower the head of the Duan family, though not necessarily kill him.


    For Chu Xuan, an opponent he could defeat but not kill was not worth fighting.


    Duan Cang greeted him enthusiastically, "Is this fellow daoist Huikong? Truly a man of great merit and fortune! One can see his grand aura at a glance!"


    Chu Xuan responded modestly, "You flatter me, Lord of the City. I merely strive to contribute a modest effort for the welfare of the common folk."


    Duan Que stood respectfully to the side, remaining silent.


    Chu Xuan smiled and inquired, "I wonder, Family Head Duan, what is the purpose of inviting me here today?"


    Duan Cang smiled back, "Our Duan family has always enjoyed making connections with heroes from all walks of life. Even if we do not become friends, forging a good relationship is still valuable.


    Fellow daoist Huikong, you must have come to the extraterritorial battlefield in search of opportunities, correct? My family has collected several unique Buddhist cultivation methods. If you are interested, you may choose any one of them."


    Duan Cang continued, "Rest assured, fellow daoist Huikong, there will be no charge. Consider it an investment by the Duan family in you."


    Chu Xuan''s eyebrows rose.


    Such generosity? He wasn''t one to pass up an advantageous offer without a reason. His own "Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree" was merely a Foundation Establishment stage technique and was quite outdated.


    Now that Family Head Duan was offering Golden Core stage cultivation methods, it felt as if he was being offered a pillow as he was about to sleep.


    "Such a generous offer from Family Head Duan cannot be declined without appearing ungrateful," Chu Xuan said, bringing his palms together and chanting a Buddhist mantra.


    "Duan Que, please lead Fellow daoist Huikong," Duan Cang instructed.


    "Yes," Duan Que responded, ready to guide Chu Xuan to the archives where the cultivation methods were kept.

 Chapter 180: The Most Expensive Things Come for Free

    In a side hall of the Duan family estate, rows of bookshelves stood, each laden with some cultivation methods.


    Since this was not the core repository of the family, the selection of cultivation manuals was limited. Yet, each tome was of at least the Golden Core stage.


    Duan Que led Chu Xuan to a set of shelves. "Fellow daoist Huikong, here are several Buddhist cultivation methods collected by our Duan family. You can rest assured, practicing these methods will not draw the ire of any sects."


    Chu Xuan nodded with a smile. Many cultivation methods were closely guarded secrets within their respective sects. Should these secrets be leaked, the original sect would likely exact furious retribution.


    However, there were also common techniques, or partial methods that could not be fully practiced without further instructions from the sect.


    Such dissemination was inconsequential and often forced cultivators of these methods to seek tutelage under these sects to learn the complete technique.


    As the saying goes, the most expensive things come for free¡ªa truth Chu Xuan was well acquainted with.


    His gaze swept over three mid-tier Golden Core stage methods available to him:


    1. "Gilded Lotus Seal" - Minor accomplishments allowed the cultivator to form a protective golden lotus, while major accomplishments could condense a glistening glass-like armor, making it a versatile offensive and defensive technique.


    2. "Heartfire Karma Sutra" - This method transformed merit into karmic power to unleash boundless karmic flames against enemies, boasting formidable strength.


    3. "Mahayana Swift Escape" - This technique specialized in escape and evasion. Ordinary in offense and defense, but if one expended merit, the speed could be enhanced to rival that of a Nascent Infant stage cultivator.


    Truthfully, it was a difficult choice. All three methods were mid-tier Golden Core techniques and considerably effective, not just filler among Golden Core techniques.


    Moreover, upon reviewing them briefly, Chu Xuan noted that while none of these methods could elevate his cultivation to the ninth level of the Nascent Soul, each could definitely advance him to the ninth level of the Golden Core.


    For the time being, this was sufficient. Once he reached the Nascent Soul stage, he could always search for new methods.


    "I shall choose the ''Mahayana Swift Escape,''" Chu Xuan decided after much contemplation, selecting the technique specializing in evasion that best suited his needs for the Golden Core stage.


    Duan Que was somewhat surprised. He had expected Chu Xuan to choose the "Gilded Lotus Seal," but instead, Chu Xuan opted for the "Mahayana Swift Escape," a technique that consumed merit to significantly enhance evasion capabilities.


    Wasn''t merit considered incredibly precious? Many Golden Core cultivators strived desperately to accumulate it, hoping to weaken the heavenly tribulations they would face when attempting to form their Nascent Soul.


    Yet, Huikong seemed to regard his own merit as something to be expended freely.


    Facing Duan Que''s puzzled look, Chu Xuan merely smiled. Merit, to him, was just something he had in abundance¡ªenough for his needs.


    The "Mahayana Swift Escape," after consuming merit, could enhance his evasion to levels comparable to a Nascent Infant cultivator. For him, this was what mattered most. Even if he couldn''t defeat a Nascent Infant cultivator, he could at least escape from one.Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.


    "It''s settled then," Chu Xuan nodded.


    Seeing his decision, Duan Que didn''t press further. At that moment, he received a message from Duan Cang.


    "Form his bone age, this person is nearly three hundred years old, not quite exceptional. His cultivation is only at the early stage of the Golden Core, albeit with physical cultivation as well. But compared to Yuanming from Celestial Sound Zen Temple, he falls short."


    Duan Que sighed quietly. Had he misjudged the situation?


    From a young age, he possessed a talent for recognizing potential. Several overlooked talents within the Duan family had risen through the ranks due to his discernment, even nearing his own level of accomplishment over time.


    Chu Xuan casually asked, "Fellow daoist Duan, is there a problem with my joining the Duan family?"


    Duan Que gave an awkward smile, "You guessed it?"


    Chu Xuan just chuckled.


    In a low voice, Duan Que explained the situation with Yuanming from Celestial Sound Zen Temple. "Celestial Sound Zen Temple does not favor the worship of unusual Buddhas, and your Golden Dragon Temple venerates the Dragon Buddha... so..."


    Duan Que looked troubled.


    Chu Xuan waved his hand dismissively, "It''s fine. I never planned on joining any faction when I came to Righteous Dao City."


    With those words, Chu Xuan strode confidently toward the exit of the Duan estate. Duan Que started to follow, but Chu Xuan waved him off without turning back, "No need to see me out."


    Reluctantly, Duan Que stopped.


    Duan Cang, who had silently approached during the conversation, spoke calmly, "We have given him a mid-tier Golden Core technique, which is respectful enough. Let us not dwell on this matter any further and focus on awaiting the unearthed treasures."


    Duan Que sighed deeply, "Yes..."


    Chu Xuan was about to return to his cave dwelling when he noticed three cultivators approaching from a distance, also heading to their respective dwellings. Their abodes were adjacent to his. As they noticed Chu Xuan, a look of surprise crossed their faces.


    The fair-faced cultivator bowed with a smile, "Are you the revered monk Huikong who recently arrived in Righteous Dao City? A pleasure to meet you! I am Xiao Fengxian, a Golden Core stage talisman master."


    The couple beside him also greeted him, "We''ve heard of you, fellow daoist Huikong. I am Liu Zhuo, and this is my Dao companion, Jin Chan."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Indeed, I am Huikong."


    Xiao Fengxian continued with a smile, "I heard that the Duan family intends to take you as an honorary elder. I have also received an invitation from the Duan family. Should the opportunity arise, I would be pleased to collaborate with you, fellow daoist."


    Liu Zhuo and Jin Chan also expressed their interest, "Although we are not honorary elders of the Duan family, we hope to collaborate with you too, fellow daoist Huikong."


    Chu Xuan merely smiled and waved his hand before entering his own dwelling. These three were likely unaware that the Duan family had not truly accepted him as an honorary elder.


    Seeing Chu Xuan''s dismissive departure, Xiao Fengxian''s face twitched with embarrassment, but he said nothing.


    Liu Zhuo muttered quietly, "This Huikong... seems somewhat aloof, perhaps feeling superior now that he''s associated with the Duan family."


    "Let''s not speak ill behind his back," Jin Chan chided, shaking her head as they entered their dwelling.


    Xiao Fengxian bowed to them and lingered his gaze on Jin Chan for a moment before returning to his dwelling.


    Several days later, the news that Tianyin Zen Temple''s Yuanming and Golden Core talisman master Xiao Fengxian had both become honorary elders of the Duan family spread rapidly.


    The Duan family, being the most powerful in Righteous Dao City, provided significant privileges to their honorary elders. Many cultivators were envious of Yuanming and Xiao Fengxian.


    In contrast, despite his close interactions with Duan Que, Huikong did not become an honorary elder, which became a subject of quiet ridicule among other cultivators. Even the other two major families in Righteous Dao City, the Bai family and the Qin family, showed no interest in inviting Huikong, likely due to Tianyin Zen Temple''s well-known exclusivity and the potential risk of offending Yuanming by associating with Huikong.


    During this period, only Duan Que visited Chu Xuan several times to exchange information about the extraterritorial battlefield. He also hinted that the increased numbers of Nether Crocodiles were a sign of an impending emergence of a treasure¡ªan opportunity that might arise anywhere between three to ten years, advising Chu Xuan to stay alert.


    ...


    "Success! My life-bound magic treasure, the Sky-Shielding Umbrella, is finally complete!"


    Chu Xuan looked at the large umbrella radiating an aura of chilling darkness in his hands, a smile crossing his face.


    With ample ghost soldiers to feed the nine-inch Yin Soul Bamboo, and his superb artifact refining skills, along with a modest amount of merit used in the process, crafting the Sky-Shielding Umbrella had been almost effortless.


    Now that the treasure''s emergence might take at least three years, it was time for him to venture to the Soul Star.

 Chapter 181: Delicious Souls

    On Blue Star, Chu Xuan took out the Psionic Cube and immersed his spiritual sense into it. As expected, Ma Nanshan hadn''t been mentioned for a long time.


    After a brief moment of mourning for the unfortunate soul, Chu Xuan was about to reactivate the soul transmission matrix when something caught his eye.


    "Hey, what''s this little light point? I''ve never noticed it before," he mused, surprised.


    As he extended his spiritual sense towards it, he quickly came across a message.


    "Do not believe! Do not believe! Do not believe! Rectitude Hall has long been destroyed! Only Eternal Hall remains on Soul Star! Anyone claiming to be from Rectitude Hall of Soul Star is a liar! A liar! If you are fortunate enough to see this message, it means your soul is strong enough¡ªescape! Never touch the Psionic block again!"


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow in intrigue. It appeared that someone had already seen through the tricks of the people from Soul Star. Unfortunately, unless one''s soul was of a certain strength, this hidden message would remain undetected.


    "Newcomer, welcome," a weary voice suddenly resonated.


    "My name is Yun Ming, Soul King of Rectitude Hall on Soul Star. Our planet has suffered..."


    Yun Ming appeared again, his tone as tired as before, recounting the disasters of Soul Star. His speech and tone were exactly the same as before; even the emotional inflection remained unchanged.


    Yun Ming did not care who Chu Xuan was; he simply relayed his message and then disclosed a method to activate the soul transmission matrix before disappearing.


    At this point, Chu Xuan roughly understood the situation. Yun Ming was likely indeed from Rectitude Hall of Soul Star. However, his stored message had been intercepted by those from Eternal Hall and turned into a trap to deceive the ignorant.


    Chu Xuan shook his head and immediately employed the "Soul Division Technique," separating about ten percent of his soul. Then, much like before, he activated the soul transmission matrix.


    But this time, his soul was not the insignificant wisp it had been previously. It was akin to a colossal entity, and within this vast expanse of his soul, he carried his life-bound magic treasure, the Sky-Shielding Umbrella.


    As Chu Xuan had transformed the Sky-Shielding Umbrella into his life-bound magic treasure, he could envelop it within his soul, allowing both to travel through the soul transmission matrix together to Soul Star.


    The world spun dizzyingly around him, and in the blink of an eye, he was once again confronted with the dim, dark expanse of Soul Star.


    "Uh? Another fool has arrived, just in time for my meal," a sinister laugh echoed from behind him.


    A massive hand swooped down towards him. However, the laughter abruptly stopped as the owner of the hand realized that his powerful slap was merely tickling Chu Xuan. The aggressor was stunned to find that Chu Xuan''s soul form was more than ten times larger than his own!


    "You... you!" he stammered, utterly shocked.


    Chu Xuan turned around, looking down from his towering stance at the corpulent and bloated soul before him. The remnants of numerous soul fragments scattered around the grotesque figure indicated the unfortunate souls he had devoured over the years.Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions.


    "Great Soul King! Please, have mercy! Spare my life!"


    The creature did not hesitate to kneel and beg for mercy, sending a pleading thought directly to Chu Xuan.


    Conversations between souls required no spoken language but were communicated through thoughts, eliminating any language barriers. This also explained why Chu Xuan had previously understood the words of Ma Nanshan and Yun Ming without issue.


    Chu Xuan reached out and grasped the pleading soul in his hand, instantly employing a soul-searching technique.


    In a moment, he sifted through the soul''s memories, turning them upside down. After reviewing these memories, he quickly grasped the language used by the people of Soul Star.


    "This fellow''s mind is deeply imprinted with memories of devouring souls, while his other memories are pitifully scarce," Chu Xuan remarked, shaking his head in disbelief.


    It seemed that even the infallible soul-searching technique could meet its match in a mind with nothing but thoughts of consumption.


    However, he managed to extract some useful information from the creature''s memories. These beings, having abandoned their physical forms and calling themselves the Soul Race, distinguished themselves from those on Soul Star who still possessed bodies.


    Unfettered by physical shells, members of the Soul Race grew stronger, but their rationality diminished over time.


    The stronger the soul, the lesser the sanity, ultimately degenerating into soul beasts driven only by the instincts to kill and feed.


    Not only did their personalities devolve to that of wild beasts, but their soul forms also began to morph from human to bestial.


    Within the Soul Clan, some exceptionally powerful individuals retained a semblance of clear spiritual sense. As a result, the Soul Clan was divided into three factions:


    The Slaughter Faction: Their goal was to exterminate the surviving people of Soul Star, completely transforming it into a world dominated by the Soul Clan.


    The Husbandry Faction: They aimed to farm the surviving inhabitants of Soul Star, slaughtering them periodically so they could continually feast upon them.


    The Ascendant Faction: They believed that Soul Star was beyond redemption, viewing both the people of Soul Star and the Soul Clan as unreasonable vermin. Only outsiders, they posited, might have a chance to save this fallen planet.


    Furthermore, a hierarchy existed among the Soul Clan and the people of Soul Star:


    The Soul Clan was categorized into three levels: Spectre Masters, Great Spectre Masters, and Spectre Kings, which corresponded to the Soul Star people''s ranks of Soul Masters, Great Soul Masters, and Soul Kings.


    The entity Chu Xuan encountered was merely a Great Spectre Master from the Slaughter Faction.


    Chu Xuan turned to look behind him, where the remains of once-flourishing structures lay in ruins. Amid these ruins, a matrix still emitted a faint blue glow¡ªit was the soul transmission matrix. The souls of those who possessed Psionic Cubes had emerged from here.


    "The closest Slaughter Faction stronghold from here houses three Great Spectre Masters and ten thousand Spectre Masters. This matrix is but a minor one; the major one lies elsewhere," Chu Xuan mused.


    "You may eat now," he casually remarked, throwing aside the befuddled creature.


    Two Armed and Four Armed, emerging from the Sky-Shielding Umbrella, moved quickly. Four Armed, with arms flailing, tore the soul into pieces and devoured it greedily, even passing the tastiest bits to Two Armed, who, while feasting, pulled out a divination board to begin divining.


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "What does the divination say?"


    Two Armed, glancing at the board pointing to the sky, swallowed hard, "Dad, the board says this place is heaven!"


    Chu Xuan gave a thumbs up, "Indeed, it is heaven. Eat your fill and don''t hold back."


    Two Armed bit into the soul, tears of joy in his eyes.


    It''s been so long since they have had such delicious souls! They''re rich in nutrients! Succulent and juicy! They burst with flavor!


    "Stay close, I''m about to set up a formation," Chu Xuan said with a smile. "Once the formation is complete, you can feast every day."


    "Roar, roar, roar!" Four Armed bellowed excitedly as four ferocious ghostly artifacts appeared, brimming with malevolent energy.


    Two Armed, wielding his divination board, declared solemnly, "Anyone who wants to harm my dad will have to step over my body!"


    Four Armed growled a few times, his four arms gesticulating wildly as if drawing something in the air.


    Two Armed, annoyed, retorted, "I know I don''t have a body; no need to point it out."


    Four Armed chuckled mischievously a few times, reveling in the situation.

 Chapter 182: These Two Ghosts Seem Not Here to Fight, But to... Dine?

    Chu Xuan gestured with his hand, and a set of formation patterns fell into his palm.


    This formation, known as the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array, was notoriously infamous within the Nether Dao Sect.


    Such a formation should not have been accessible to Chu Xuan, but Wan Wuying, having spent much time hiding in the Ghost Palace, had not come away empty-handed. The Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array was one of his significant finds.


    Wan Wuying''s skills in formation were so flawed that even the spiritual qi would refuse to enter. After some negotiations, he simply sold the formation to Chu Xuan.


    Once deployed, this formation would attract nearby ghosts. Under normal circumstances, it could transform any place into a land rampant with malicious spirits within a century.


    However, given the density of ghosts on Soul Star, it would hardly take a century¡ªprobably just one year for the land to become fully malignant.


    In due time, the ghosts within the affected area would fight ceaselessly under the influence of the array, devouring each other much like nurturing venomous insects. Eventually, ghosts of all ranks¡ªGhost Soldiers, Ghost Generals, Ghost Commanders, and Ghost Kings¡ªwould emerge in abundance.


    While the skies of Soul Star were indeed teeming with wandering souls, the quality varied greatly. Chu Xuan intended to use the formation to "purify" them. The weaker ghosts were merely fodder, destined to become nutrients for the stronger.


    Soon, the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array was set up, covering an area of about 200 square kilometers. The formation naturally possessed the ability to attract ghosts. Before long, a myriad of ghosts, like moths to a flame, couldn''t help but fly towards the formation.


    Two Armed and Four Armed watched with eyes glowing green. "Wow, so much food!" they thought.


    Chu Xuan was quite satisfied with this setup. Now, all that was left was to clear out the sentient Soul Clan members in the vicinity.


    Otherwise, his Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array would surely be targeted and possibly destroyed by the Soul Clan.


    After all, in the eyes of the Soul Clan, these ghosts were a feast, just as demonic beasts were to cultivators.


    ...


    Torrential Flow City, once one of the largest cities on the eastern banks of the vast and turbulent Hun River, had been reduced to ruins after a protracted war.


    The river itself had transformed into a sinister, chilling stream, its bed filled with dry bones, bearing no resemblance to the nurturing mother river it once was.


    Now, Torrential Flow City served as a minor stronghold for the Slaughter Faction. Three Great Spectre Masters led a horde of Spectre Masters, guarding this location.


    Their primary mission was to monitor all the caverns around Torrential Flow City, executing any Soul Star inhabitants on sight. Their secondary task was to kill every foreigner who emerged from the soul transmission matrix.


    Exceptionally powerful foreign souls were to be presented as tributes to the Hun Tu, the supreme Great Spectre King of their faction who commanded over ten Spectre Kings, several hundred thousand Great Spectre Masters, and nearly a hundred billion Spectre Masters.If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    At that moment, a fierce battle was unfolding within Torrential Flow City. Captain Yun Qi of the Ascendant Faction''s Dark Cloud Squad took cover behind a segment of rubble.


    After a brief deep breath, he abruptly leaned out from his hiding spot. Soul power burst from the palm of his hand, condensing into a beam of light that he fired at a Spectre Master in mid-air. The soul split apart like a pierced sheet of paper, its remnants drifting skyward, eagerly devoured by other ghosts hovering above.


    "Cackle, cackle, cackle, stop your futile struggles!" a corpulent Great Spectre Master taunted as it lunged forward. "Your squad is already surrounded; resign yourselves to becoming my feast!"


    Yun Qi immediately activated his soul power, significantly boosting his speed to escape the attack range of the massive ghost. Then, with a grasp, he condensed his soul power into a long spear and hurled it ferociously.


    The Great Spectre Master couldn''t dodge in time and was impaled, letting out a wail of agony. Rationality faded from its eyes, replaced by a frenzied desire to destroy everything.


    "Captain, Old Jin is dead!" a middle-aged man shouted as he released a soul beam, obliterating two attacking Spectre Masters. "My soul power is nearly depleted!"


    Yun Qi''s heart sank. Old Jin was the vice-captain of the Dark Cloud Squad, a sixth-level Great Soul Master, only slightly weaker than him, a seventh-level Great Soul Master. With Old Jin''s death, it seemed their squad was truly on the brink of annihilation.


    Yun Qi managed a bitter smile. Just days before, he had received intelligence about an extraordinarily powerful foreign soul captured by the Slaughter Faction in Torrential Flow City, intended as an offering to the Hun Tu.


    He had led his capable squad, the Dark Cloud Squad, on a mission to rescue this foreign soul. Saving foreign souls and aiding them in their mission to save Soul Star was precisely the Ascendant Faction''s goal.


    Yun Qi had timed their assault on Torrential Flow City to coincide with the Slaughter Faction''s sortie to exterminate the remnants of Rectitude Hall. They had managed to secure the foreign soul and were about to retreat when the Slaughter Faction unexpectedly returned!


    The Dark Cloud Squad was immediately caught in a pincer attack. Such immense pressure was far too much for a small team of only eight members, even though each was a Great Soul Master.


    The overwhelming numbers of Spectre Masters were too much for them, as the power disparity between Great Soul Masters and Spectre Masters was not so vast that one could take on hundreds alone.


    Furthermore, being encased in physical bodies, the Great Soul Masters were at a disadvantage in mobilizing their soul power compared to the equally ranked Great Spectre Masters.


    This was why the Dark Cloud Squad found themselves trapped, unable to break through the encircling Slaughter Faction.


    Boom!


    A section of the ruins was obliterated. A body was severed at the waist. What fell at Yun Qi and the middle-aged man''s feet was half a skull and a box.


    The man''s soul had already been torn to shreds and devoured amidst the cackling laughter of two Great Spectre Masters. Inside the box was the "feast" intended for the Hun Tu¡ªthe foreign soul captured by Torrential Flow City''s Slaughter Faction.


    "The one carrying the soul who broke through, Xiao Lan, is also dead," the middle-aged man said with a grim laugh. "Captain, now it''s just the two of us left."


    Yun Qi reached out, intending to pick up Xiao Lan''s half skull, but he ended up grabbing the box instead¡ªthis was their mission, after all. Two menacing Great Spectre Masters charged towards them, laughing malevolently.


    Yun Qi let out a rueful laugh and closed his eyes, resigned to his fate. Was he about to die?


    Perhaps it was time. He no longer wished to walk this hopeless, dark path. He regretted ever coming to Soul Star. How much better would it have been to remain on Pegasus Star, living carefree as a playful prince...


    In the next moment, the screams of the two Great Spectre Masters suddenly pierced the air. They didn''t even have time to beg for mercy before being smashed into nothingness by four oddly shaped weapons.


    "Well done," came a voice from above.


    Yun Qi and the middle-aged man opened their eyes in shock. They suddenly saw two fierce-looking ghosts tearing through the Spectre Masters.


    The two powerful Great Spectre Masters were effortlessly ripped apart and swallowed by the ghosts, who seemed to regard the surrounding Spectre Masters as no challenge at all.


    These two ghosts seemed not to have come for battle. Rather, they appeared to have come... to dine?

 Chapter 183: This Trip to Soul Star Was Not in Vain

    Yun Qi and the middle-aged man gazed up into the sky, spotting an extraordinarily massive soul hovering above them, looming grandly.


    Both men''s eyes widened in shock at the sight of such a colossal soul form, which appeared to be at the pinnacle of a Great Spectre Master, possibly comparable to a Spectre King.


    This figure had commenced a bloody purge of the Slaughter Faction in Torrential Flow City, suggesting a hostile relationship with them.


    Yet, it was unclear exactly which faction he belonged to. After all, the Slaughter Faction was notorious for its internal madness, and not all from the Husbandry Faction got along with them. Sometimes, even within the Slaughter Faction, further divisions could arise.


    For example, some within the Slaughter Faction took pleasure in tearing their prey into pieces, relishing the scattered remnants to satiate their brutal and bloodthirsty desires.


    Others in the faction preferred a swift, efficient kill, considering it a waste of time and resources to indulge in such gratuitous slaughter, which they deemed contrary to the interests of the Soul Clan.


    The two men exchanged a glance and promptly knelt down, bowing respectfully to Chu Xuan. Regardless of this imposing figure''s identity, they knew they stood no chance against him. Since he had not killed them immediately, they opted to show respect and goodwill.


    Yun Qi spoke respectfully, "Greetings, senior. We are members of the Ascendant Faction''s Dark Cloud Squad."


    The language of Soul Star was not a barrier for Chu Xuan, who had already assimilated most of it from the memories of the Great Spectre Master he had searched earlier. He understood them perfectly.


    Chu Xuan looked them over thoughtfully. No wonder these two souls were still housed within physical bodies.


    The Ascendant Faction? Interesting.


    He was merely here to cleanse the nearby Slaughter Faction strongholds and had unexpectedly stumbled upon a battle between the Ascendant and Slaughter factions. The Ascendant Faction seemed to be one of the few reasonable groups on Soul Star.


    Seeing that Chu Xuan remained silent, Yun Qi pondered for a moment before adding, "Senior, my name is Yun Qi, and this is Zhao Sheng beside me. We were originally from Pegasus Star, but now we have come to Soul Star and acquired new bodies to fight for the Ascendant Faction. May I ask who the senior is?"


    The two men waited anxiously for Chu Xuan''s response, their hearts filled with trepidation.


    Chu Xuan simply uttered one word, "Leave."


    He had no interest in meddling with the intricacies of the Slaughter, Husbandry, or Ascendant factions, or even Rectitude Hall.


    Yun Qi''s respectful demeanor was clearly an attempt to garner his support, but Chu Xuan had not come to Soul Star to play the hero or savior.


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng were taken aback by the blunt dismissal. Chu Xuan''s chilling directive echoed, "Didn''t you hear? Leave."


    A wave of Golden Core cultivator''s terrifying soul force swept across them, making them feel as if a fearsome beast had targeted them. Both broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to speak further and turned to flee.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    Only when they reached a dark cave entrance did they finally catch their breath. Torrential Flow City was riddled with numerous passages, but only a few led to the underground city of the Ascendant Faction.


    Zhao Sheng, still shaken, remarked, "I felt like if we had spoken another word just then, we would have been killed on the spot."


    Yun Qi nodded vigorously, "That senior is not someone to provoke; let''s not associate too much with him. Let''s hurry back underground while the other members of the Slaughter Faction are still unaware of the destruction of Torrential Flow City. Fortunately, we''ve got the soul of the foreign guest, our mission is complete."


    "We must report today''s events to the queen as soon as possible," agreed Zhao Sheng.


    The two quickly vanished into the dark entrance as Chu Xuan watched their retreating figures with an indifferent expression. He mused on the folly of Soul Star''s denizens and the Soul Clan''s brutal nature, concluding that probably killing them might even add to his merits.


    After all, the foreign guests were just unlucky souls drafted to fight in a lost cause on Soul Star.


    "As long as they don''t bother me," Chu Xuan thought, "I have no interest in dealing with them. My primary goal here on Soul Star is to cultivate a Ghost King. Even searching for the shards of the Blood Mirror can wait."


    Chu Xuan had his plans and was not easily swayed by unexpected developments, having decided already who among Two Armed and Four Armed to cultivate first.


    With that, he waved his hand dismissively. "Clean up the battlefield; it''s time to return to the array."


    As Torrential Flow City''s Great Spectre Masters and Spectre Masters had been devoured by Two Armed and Four Armed, not a single one had escaped. With Chu Xuan''s formidable soul presence overseeing, no ghost had a chance of fleeing.


    Chu Xuan looked on with mild amusement as Four Armed approached, triumphantly presenting a crystalline stone with all four of his hands. The scene was almost comical, and Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow in mild surprise. "What have you found?"


    Two Armed, ever the more cerebral of the two, chimed in earnestly, "Dad, I just used the divination dish to divine this, and it should be..."


    "What should it be?" Chu Xuan prompted, already predicting the likely mundane insight.


    "It''s a crystal stone," Two Armed concluded with utmost seriousness, "A purple-black crystal stone."


    Chu Xuan''s lips twitched slightly. Some things were apparent without the need for divination.


    Nonetheless, intrigued by the potential of the crystal, he extended his spiritual sense into it, and immediately, a stream of information flowed into his mind.


    "Mid-tier soul technique, Spiraling Devour."


    Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up with interest. A quick assessment revealed that this so-called intermediate soul technique bore many similarities to secret techniques of spiritual sense.


    With some modifications, it might be transformed into a technique of spiritual sense. However, the level of the technique in the cultivation world was not clear.


    This discovery deepened Chu Xuan''s fascination with the soul system of Soul Star. The collective wisdom of a civilization always surpassed that of an individual, and the soul civilization on Soul Star had evolved over three thousand years. It was likely that this planet harbored a multitude of soul techniques, categorized and refined over millennia.


    At that moment, Chu Xuan thought to himself, "This trip to Soul Star has indeed been worthwhile!"


    With a grin, he watched as Four Armed and Two Armed impatiently awaited further instructions. The battlefield around Torrential Flow City had been thoroughly cleaned, and Chu Xuan, along with his two spectral companions, returned to the location of the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array.


    A quick sweep of his spiritual sense revealed that in just the short time they had been away, the array had attracted tens of thousands of ghostly souls.


    Among these, numerous spectral soldiers had already emerged, with the strongest among them reaching the ninth level. A few more devouring sessions would likely elevate them to spectral generals.


    Chu Xuan chuckled at the eager expressions on Four Armed and Two Armed''s faces. "Hold off on devouring them just yet. Let them reach the level of spectral generals first."


    The two ghostly figures reluctantly curbed their appetites, their gazes fixed hungrily on the swirling mass of souls within the array.


    Settling down cross-legged, Chu Xuan turned his attention to thoroughly understanding the Spiraling Devour technique.

 Chapter 184: Queen of the Ascendant Faction

    Beneath the surface of Soul Star, complex and interlacing tunnels led deeper to cities buried underground. These subterranean cities were built by the aristocrats of Soul Star over a thousand years ago. Even the nobles themselves did not know exactly how many such bases existed beneath the surface of Soul Star.


    Originally intended for emergency use, these cities became refuges when the Soul Tribe, once used as fuel by the aristocrats, rebelled. Now, those with physical bodies on Soul Star were primarily descendants of those nobles, including members of the Ascendant Faction, who all bore the original sin of enslaving their kin.


    Among these underground cities was the City of Light, one of the few strongholds of the Ascendant Faction. Due to the faction''s unique position, they were opposed by the Slaughter Faction, the Husbandry Faction, and other inhabitants of Soul Star. Maintaining a few deeply hidden cities was no small feat.


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng, experienced in navigating these pathways, made their way down to the gates of the City of Light.


    "Captain Yun Qi of the Dark Cloud Squad."


    "Member Zhao Sheng of the Dark Cloud Squad."


    "Requesting reentry to the City of Light."


    Kneeling before the grand gates, Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng bowed respectfully. From small openings on either side of the gate, two pale blue creatures emerged. These creatures, formed from souls and not tangible bodies, looked round and endearing enough to invite affection from anyone.


    However, Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng remained still, their gaze filled with pity rather than warmth. These weren''t mere creatures but "Inspectors," tasked with ensuring that those returning did not carry traces of the Slaughter Faction, the Husbandry Faction, or the Rectitude Hall.


    These inspectors, likely once human, had volunteered or been made to serve in various capacities, including as inspectors, to keep the city running. Tentacles from the inspectors'' mouths gently probed Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng.


    After a moment, both inspectors bowed their front limbs respectfully.


    "No issues detected. You may enter, Ascenders."


    In the Ascendant Faction, the status of Ascenders like Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng was second only to that of the Queen. Almost all logistical roles within the faction existed to support the Queen and the Ascenders, meaning these roles were low in the survival hierarchy.


    In the event of an attack by the Slaughter Faction, the Husbandry Faction, or others, the Queen and Ascenders would be the first to evacuate, while the logistical staff would cover their retreat, facing almost certain demise.


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng entered the City of Light. Along the way, all the logistical staff promptly greeted them with deep respect.This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.


    "Greetings to the Ascenders."


    "Your meals have been prepared."


    "Welcome back, Dark Cloud Squad."


    "Captain Yun Qi, your friends from the Blackstone Squad returned this morning. Would you like to visit them now?"


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng were long accustomed to such treatment. Initially, they felt as though they were stars held aloft by the moon, thinking highly of the Ascendant Faction as a benevolent place.


    But now, all they saw were mechanical, programmed expressions and false smiles. It seemed the residents of the City of Light had forgotten what emotions were.


    In the center of the City of Light stood a grand palace. To call it lavish was only relative to the modest, low-rise dwellings around it.


    Compared to the highly developed cities of old on Soul Star, this was no palace; it was barely a den.


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng proceeded unimpeded. The Queen''s guards also gave them standard smiles as they passed.


    Soon, they were in the palace, standing before the Queen. She was a petite woman, barely reaching 1.4 meters¡ªa small figure even by Blue Star''s standards. Her appearance was plain, but a mysterious aura about her attracted all males.


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng respectfully announced, "Your Majesty, we have brought back the soul of the extraterrestrial guest."


    The Queen frowned, quickly rose from her throne, and approached to personally help them to their feet. "Only you two Ascenders remain? Have the others..."


    Yun Qi sighed, "They died, in the Torrential Flow City. I will recount everything that occurred there."


    He detailed the events at the Torrential Flow City, emphasizing the encounter with the extraordinarily powerful soul entity. The Queen looked intrigued yet visibly pained.


    "Each Ascender is invaluable, crucial to the Ascendant Faction. I shall erect monuments in their honor; they sacrificed their lives for the salvation of Soul Star. The people of Soul Star will remember them forever and ever!"


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng bowed deeply, "Thank you, Your Majesty."


    The Queen suddenly inquired, "Captain Yun Qi, what is your opinion on the individual with the powerful soul?"


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng exchanged a glance and then shared their analysis thoroughly.


    Concluding, Yun Qi respectfully added, "That senior could not possibly belong to the Slaughter Faction, otherwise he would have killed us as well. He likely isn''t from our Ascendant Faction either, as he would have communicated with us normally. I suspect he might belong to the Husbandry Faction. And possibly a more moderate member of that faction."


    The Queen nodded in agreement, "Captain Yun Qi makes a sound argument." She then looked towards the box in Yun Qi''s hand, "Is the soul of the extraterrestrial guest inside there?"


    Yun Qi nodded, "Indeed, it is."


    The Queen smiled, "Let him out then. Our Ascendant Faction is about to welcome another Ascender."


    Yun Qi unlocked the box, and immediately, a figure burst forth.


    "Ah, I was nearly suffocated in there! What in the world is going on? How did I get captured by a bunch of ghosts the moment I arrived? Eh? And where is this? Who are you all?"


    Ma Nanshan looked around, bewildered and confused. His distinct Pegasus Star accent almost brought tears to Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng''s eyes¡ªit was all too familiar.


    "Buddy, I didn''t expect to find another from Pegasus Star here!"


    The Queen explained the situation of the Ascendant Faction with a smile, "Honored Ascender, you are Ma Nanshan from Pegasus Star, correct? What a coincidence, these two Ascenders beside you are also from Pegasus Star. You must have a lot in common."


    Ma Nanshan, visibly delighted, exclaimed, "Oh my! Fellow countrymen!"


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng also showed rare expressions of joy.


    The three compatriots from Pegasus Star joined forces in the same squad¡ªa truly fortunate event.


    The Queen smiled, "Gentlemen, I''ll leave it to you to help our new Ascender familiarize himself with the City of Light."


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng nodded earnestly, "Absolutely, we are honored to undertake this task."


    As the trio departed, the Queen pondered, "Such a powerful soul, comparable to a Soul King, doesn''t just advance suddenly unless... an extraterrestrial guest¡­"

 Chapter 185: The Ghost King

    "Spiraling Devour is truly remarkable!" Chu Xuan praised as he focused his spiritual sense into a continuously swirling vortex. He was astounded to discover that the destructive power of "Spiraling Devour" far surpassed his previously practiced spiritual sense secret technique "Soul Piercing Needle".


    Moreover, "Spiraling Devour" also possessed the ability to devour an opponent''s spiritual sense! This was the most surprising aspect for Chu Xuan. In a battle of spiritual sense secret techniques, one party''s spiritual sense could gradually be devoured by the other, swiftly determining the victor.


    "Just this unique ability to devour spiritual sense alone is enough to classify it among the mid-tier Golden Core spiritual sense secret techniques," Chu Xuan reasoned. "And it seems that the transformations of ''Spiraling Devour'' have not yet reached their limit; there might even be higher-level soul techniques to discover."


    Chu Xuan''s interest in the more advanced soul techniques grew. If a mid-tier soul technique could devour spiritual sense, what capabilities would a high-tier technique possess?


    Presumably, such advanced soul techniques were likely kept by the Slaughter Faction''s Spectre King, as the most destructive and lethal techniques usually gathered under their domain.


    "However, I hadn''t anticipated the true history of Soul Star to be so... profound."


    After searching the memories of several Slaughter Faction''s spirits, Chu Xuan had pieced together a clearer picture of Soul Star''s situation.


    The supposed rivalry between the Rectitude Hall and the Eternal Halls was merely a fabrication by the soul tribes. There had never been an Eternal Hall.


    A thousand years ago, in dire need of energy for interstellar travel, the high-ranking nobles of Soul Star devised a method. They extracted the souls from death-row inmates'' bodies and, after a series of complex procedures, turned these souls into energy sources.


    These souls were imprisoned in "cages," unable to think, resist, or do anything but produce energy, much like the fuel in a power plant.


    This situation bore a slight resemblance to the humans corralled in The Matrix, who were kept alive by nutrient fluids and immersed in fabricated dreams. However, the souls in cages were merely treated as fuel. Their bodies would gradually shrivel and ultimately vanish.


    Over time, the imprisoned souls expanded from death-row inmates to the lower strata of Soul Star''s populace, growing in number exponentially.


    As a result, Soul Star''s soul system developed rapidly. The soul transmission matrices were invented during this period, revolutionizing how souls were handled and manipulated.


    Over eight hundred years ago, a soul that had not been completely cleansed awakened. Following its awakening, more souls stirred, and after a period of accumulation, they united and shattered the cages arranged by the nobility.


    This initiated a terrible chain reaction. Within just one year, all the souls on the planet had burst from their cages and frenziedly attacked the Soul Star nobles, who were forced to retreat underground, abandoning the surface entirely.


    The liberated souls desired eternal life in their spiritual forms and began to see themselves not as Soul Star people but as the Soul Tribe.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    Meanwhile, the nobles identified themselves as "the real people," or the Rectitude Hall, insisting there had never been an Eternal Hall.


    The purported ideological divide between the Rectitude Hall and the Eternal Hall was merely fabricated by the Soul Tribe as a lure to attract outsiders to Soul Star.


    The first Great Spectre Master Chu Xuan encountered had only fragmented memories of Soul Star''s history, but as he delved deeper into the stronghold of Torrential Flow City and accessed the memories of more Great Spectre Masters, he managed to piece together the shattered history of Soul Star.


    For Chu Xuan, this was merely a curiosity¡ªafter all, it was an alien planet. Such historical depths were indeed sufficient to pique his interest.


    "Time to continue refining the spritual sense secret technique," Chu Xuan decided, casting aside these thoughts and focusing intently on mastering "Spiraling Devour."


    Perfecting "Spiraling Devour" required a solid foundation. Without regular practice, even the most talented could feel rusty when it truly mattered. In battles among Golden Core cultivators, even a moment''s rustiness could determine life or death.


    Five years passed in the blink of an eye as Chu Xuan sat in meditation. During this period, sporadic Great Spectre Masters from the Slaughter Faction were drawn to the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array, seeking a feast. Yet, they were all torn apart by the incensed Two Armed and Four Armed.


    We haven''t even started eating yet, and you want to dine? Not a chance!


    "Spiraling Devour, perfected!"


    Chu Xuan stood up, his face breaking into a slight smile. With a mere thought, his spiritual sense formed a fiercely spinning vortex, as powerful as a fully revved drill, ready to pulverize all of creation and devour it completely.


    He casually dissolved the vortex and looked towards the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array.


    Inside the array, thousands of ghost generals had already emerged, and it seemed that ghost commanders would soon appear.


    After five years of growth, Two Armed and Four Armed had reached the rank of ninth-level ghost generals. Still, grappling with a ghost commander was a bit of a stretch for them.


    So, it was time to feast.


    "About time to eat heartily," Chu Xuan nodded with a smile.


    Upon hearing the command, Two Armed and Four Armed charged into the array with immense excitement.


    For the past five years, they had only been allowed to consume a ghost general every three days. Today, they could finally feast to their heart''s content.


    Like terrifying meat grinders, Two Armed and Four Armed tore through the ranks of ghost generals. None stood a chance against them.


    After all, both were ghosts equipped with their own ghost artifacts, while the spirits of Soul Star lacked such powerful tools and were mere pushovers by comparison.


    After five years of accumulation, it only took them a day to clear the field completely.


    "I can''t eat anymore, I''m too full," Two Armed shook its head and left the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array first.


    Chu Xuan observed it thoughtfully. This action wasn''t simply due to being sated; rather, Two Armed was consciously stepping back to leave the remaining spirits for Four Armed. It seemed to understand that Chu Xuan was focusing on cultivating Four Armed first.


    By now, Two Armed had reached the level of a seventh-rank ghost commander, equivalent to a seventh-level Golden Core cultivator, which was quite an achievement.


    "ROAR!"


    Four Armed bellowed triumphantly within the array, voraciously devouring spirit after spirit. Its level surged dramatically: from a seventh-rank ghost commander to an eighth, then a ninth, and finally, ghost king!


    The array hummed vibrantly as a tremendous surge of sinister ghost energy burst forth. Every spirit, regardless of rank, instinctively bowed down in terror and reverence at the emergence of a new king.


    In mere moments, Four Armed''s form expanded wildly, reaching over six zhang tall¡ªabout twenty meters by the measurements of Blue Star. A dense, fearsome armor of ghostly energy condensed along its form, the hallmark of a ghost king.


    With a mighty leap, Four Armed burst from the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array, its massive form towering over Chu Xuan. Then, somewhat comically, it crouched down like a giant dog.


    "Ghost kings should be able to speak now. Try saying something," Chu Xuan chuckled.


    Four Armed pondered seriously for a moment before opening its mouth to speak.


    "Woof! Woof woof!"


    Chu Xuan was momentarily speechless.


    Two Armed coughed dryly, "Dad, that''s just how it is."

 Chapter 186: Eighth level of the Golden Core

    Chu Xuan let out a long sigh. A ghost king comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator, and it could only bark! It was utterly absurd.


    "From now on, you are not allowed to speak when we''re out," Chu Xuan warned. Four Armed whined pitifully and shrank to one side.


    "Two Armed, I leave this place to you. If anyone dares to approach the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array, no need for talk, just cut them down," Chu Xuan casually ordered.


    "Dad, rest assured!" Two Armed nodded emphatically.


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, retracted the Heaven-Blocking Umbrella, and took Four Armed back inside.


    Back on Blue Star, he threw a few more small spiritual stones into the Psionic Cube to reactivate the Psionic Transmission Matrix.


    Soon, the detached soul merged back into his body. After a brief period of adjustment, they were unified once more.


    "Any changes on Blue Star?"


    Chu Xuan strode out of the array and returned to Haotai Hotel. Information gathered from various parts of Blue Star by Black Blade was typically delivered here by a dedicated team, usually consisting of Wang Gangjian, Wang Yong, Tang Jinchuan, and Song Dayi, the core four.


    Chu Xuan had not checked in a while, and the accumulated reports had formed a small mountain.


    With a sweep of his spiritual sense, the pages flew up, hovering in mid-air. Chu Xuan read through several years'' worth of updates in quick succession.


    "Wang Ganjian, Wang Yong, Tang Jinchuan, and Song Dayi are all quite old now. If not for the Psionic enhancements extending their lives, they probably would have passed away long ago," he thought. "The main operations of Black Blade must have already been handed over to a new generation of Superhumans by now."


    Chu Xuan felt a wave of sentiment. A year on Mystic Azure Star meant ten years had passed here.


    The lifespan of ordinary humans could not compare to that of cultivators. Birth, aging, sickness, and death were just the natural order.


    With these thoughts in mind, Chu Xuan flashed toward Black Blade''s headquarters.


    After employing his Turtle Breathing Technique, he moved among the crowds, invisible to all. People instinctively made way for him, unaware of his presence.


    Chu Xuan, having returned to Black Blade''s headquarters unimpeded after many years, found it transformed into a tightly secured complex of buildings including training rooms, offices, practice fields, cafeterias, and dormitories.


    Black cannons stood guard outside the gates, ready to tear apart any approaching enemies. To many, Black Blade was a formidable force backed by an immortal, exuding majesty and power that fit their expectations of a celestial''s subordinates.If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    "Is that three-story building still around?" Chu Xuan wondered with interest.


    Chu Xuan''s expression turned peculiar. His spiritual sense had already detected that Wang Gangjian was engrossed in a video game, joystick in hand.


    As for Wang Yong, Tang Jinchuan, and Song Dayi, they had become bona fide fishermen, clearly disdainful of joining in Wang Gangjian''s frivolities.


    Song Dayi earnestly advised, "Fishing is hard, Old Tang, Xiao Yong, you two are beginners, it''s normal not to catch anything. Don''t be discouraged. Even if you can''t catch fish, you might catch something else."


    "Look, I''ve caught a zombie." With a kick, he sent the zombie that had bitten onto his hook back into the water.


    Wang Yong, puzzled, remarked, "Is fishing really that difficult?"


    No sooner had he spoken than his float began to tremble violently. With a strong pull, he landed a fish over a meter long onto the shore.


    Wang Yong scratched his head, "...Is it really that hard?"


    Song Dayi, with a flushed face, protested, "You''re just lucky as a beginner! It can''t always be like this!"


    But in a blink of an eye, Wang Yong caught an even bigger fish. He grinned, "Fishing is really easy! Dayi, haven''t you been fishing for years? How come you only catch little fish and fry? Worse than me!"


    Song Dayi, red-faced and speechless, was at least somewhat consoled seeing Tang Jinchuan had also failed to catch any fish.


    Still, Song Dayi chuckled, "Old Tang, that''s not how you fish, let me teach you..."


    Tang Jinchuan shook his head, "No need, I''ve already caught one."


    His rod, formed from fat, suddenly morphed into a chain harpoon that plunged into the riverbed. When he retracted the chain, a two-meter-long fish was impaled on the harpoon.


    Song Dayi''s eyes bulged in disbelief. "You call that fishing?"


    Tang Jinchuan retorted, dissatisfied, "A fish bit the hook, so it''s considered caught. My hook just didn''t have bait, and it''s a bit straighter, longer, and thicker, that''s all. Any problems with that? No, there aren''t!"


    The three elderly men, their temples graying, suddenly burst into a heated argument.


    "That''s not fishing; this is real fishing."


    "Fishing is really that hard, Dayi brother? Look, I''ve caught another one, at least eighty pounds heavy."


    "I don''t believe it! You must have stocked the river with fish beforehand!"


    Chu Xuan watched from a distance, his face alight with amusement. After observing the old men''s quarrel for a bit, he moved toward the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array.


    The supply of yin thunder seeds was running low. With nothing pressing in the extraterritorial battlefield, it was a good time to gather more and perhaps break through the realm he had been stuck in for so long.


    "The path of cultivation is long and arduous," Chu Xuan murmured as he closed his eyes and began to meditate.


    ...


    In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed on Blue Star. Chu Xuan suddenly opened his eyes after a long period of meditation.


    The quantity of liquid Spiritual Qi stored in his spirit sea had surged. At that moment, his aura exploded with intensity.


    Eighth level of the Golden Core!


    Chu Xuan inspected his spirit sea, counting meticulously. He found that he had produced fifteen thousand Yin Thunder Seeds. With such a foundation, he could stand his ground in the extraterritorial battlefield.


    "It''s time to visit the extraterritorial battlefield," he decided. "If Duan Que is aware of the potential emergence of a strange treasure, others might know as well. This period is likely the peak of trading. It''s the perfect opportunity to upgrade the treasures I possess."


    Chu Xuan''s life-bound magic tool, the Evil Soul Chain, was still merely at top-grade. Lacking crucial materials, it had been unable to advance to the magic treasure rank. His Blood Beehive, his other life-bound magic treasure, faced the same issue.


    With the blood mirror shining brightly, Chu Xuan''s form flickered, and he soon appeared in a third-tier cave dwelling located in the Righteous Dao Mountain of the Righteous Dao City.


    He had spent five years on Soul Star and ten on Blue Star, totaling fifteen years. Converted to the time scale of the extraterritorial battlefield, only about a year and a half had passed.

 Chapter 187: Kindness of These Three Couriers

    "Ah? It seems much livelier indeed."


    Chu Xuan stepped out of his cave abode and strolled along the east-west main road of Righteous Dao City. He immediately noticed a visible increase in the number of cultivators on the streets.


    Most were undoubtedly attracted by the news of a rare treasure emerging. Among them were many elderly cultivators, their hair white as frost, hoping to make a final attempt at glory before their ultimate limits approached.


    Chu Xuan also saw numerous cultivators returning from outside the city, extracting the carcasses of ancient beasts from their storage bags to exchange for contribution points with the three great families.


    Many cultivators had to venture out daily to clear remains like those of the Nether Crocodile. This was indeed the primary task for the majority entering the extraterritorial battlefield.


    If not regularly cleared, the accumulating carcasses of ancient beasts on the battlefield could increase continuously, ultimately risking collapse.


    Why these remains could cause the collapse of the battlefield was beyond Chu Xuan''s knowledge, though he knew that many such battlefields had indeed collapsed because of this issue.


    The Reincarnation Divine Church had expended great efforts to transport so many people to the battlefield, not out of goodwill to offer them a chance to reach higher realms but rather to have them perform labor.


    If one''s contribution points did not increase over time, or even worse, started to decrease, they could be denied entry into the cities of the battlefield¡ªan ominous prospect.


    The horrors of the battlefield''s nights were something Chu Xuan had witnessed on his first night in Righteous Dao City. Although he had enough Yin Thunder Seeds to not fear the Nether Crocodile, it did not mean other cultivators possessed the means to deal with it.


    Of course, as a cultivator at the lowest tier of the Golden Core realm in the extraterritorial battlefield, Chu Xuan naturally also had to go out and clear the carcasses of ancient beasts to accumulate contribution points in his battle token. However, there was still time.


    Before coming, Wan Wuying had told him that if contribution points remained stagnant for five years, one might be expelled from the city. Having arrived in Righteous Dao City not long ago, he had no immediate concerns about this.


    Chu Xuan continued his leisurely stroll. Many of the cultivators on the street had only recently arrived in Righteous Dao City, and few recognized him.


    However, some had been residents of Righteous Dao City for many years. Upon seeing Chu Xuan, they immediately recalled events from over a year ago.


    Huikong of Golden Dragon Temple, who had been on good terms with Duan Que of the Duan family, had ultimately not become an honorary elder for the Duan family.


    Instead, Yuanming from Celestial Sound Zen Temple and Xiao Fengxian, a Golden Core period talisman master, both became honorary elders of the Duan family.


    After this news spread, the other two families of Righteous Dao City, the Bai and Qin families, dared not invite Huikong to become an honorary elder, fearing Yuanming''s dissatisfaction.


    However, more than a year had passed since then. Yuanming of Celestial Sound Zen Temple had not troubled Huikong, seeming indifferent to the situation.


    Yet, the Bai and Qin families still had no intention of recruiting Huikong, especially since, a few months ago, three individuals of significant merit had arrived in Righteous Dao City. One of them possessed a Merit Golden Wheel that was no less impressive than Yuanming''s.If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement.


    The resources of the Bai and Qin families were now devoted to courting these three individuals. There were simply no extra resources left to recruit Huikong of Golden Dragon Temple.


    As Chu Xuan meandered, he found himself at a section of the street where cultivators had set up makeshift stalls.


    Typically, those seated directly on the ground were early-stage Golden Core cultivators. Those with a bit more strength and status usually conducted their transactions within the trading halls operated by the three great families, where a negligible tax was extracted from each transaction.


    Some Golden Core cultivators, short on funds, opted not to enter these trading halls, choosing instead to set up their stalls right on the street.


    Chu Xuan browsed these outdoor stalls, shaking his head inwardly. Finding hidden treasures seemed to be an adventure reserved only for fated protagonists. Despite his thorough search, he discerned nothing of value.


    "Merit, oh merit, why don''t you show some usefulness!" he muttered to himself, disappointed.


    Resigned, Chu Xuan strode into the trading hall, deciding to follow the more conventional route. When he emerged again, his storage bag was considerably heavier, now filled with Star Spirit Ore and Amber Crystals.


    The former was urgently needed for upgrading his Evil Soul Chain, while the latter was essential for advancing his Blood Beehive. Both materials were exceedingly costly.


    Amber Crystals were somewhat affordable, costing ten thousand small spiritual stones per jin. Star Spirit Ore, on the other hand, was priced similarly to Heavenly Thunder Crystals, with a fist-sized piece costing over twenty thousand small spiritual stones.


    As for other materials needed to upgrade his magic treasures, such as Yin Evil Steel, Chu Xuan''s storage bag was nearly overflowing, almost forming a small mountain.


    Nevertheless, the quantities of Star Spirit Ore and Amber Crystals he had purchased were still insufficient.


    Chu Xuan didn''t plan to buy everything in one go under the identity of Huikong. It was common knowledge among demonic cultivators to make purchases in small, repeated transactions¡ªa crucial point worth noting.


    Chu Xuan found a secluded corner and changed his appearance with a wave of his hand. After transforming into a middle-aged man and then a composed elder, he completed the acquisition of the necessary Star Spirit Ore and Amber Crystals.


    "Really, they''re tracking me?"


    Chu Xuan noticed someone following him and couldn''t help but scoff internally. He had made three separate purchases, with the identity of Huikong accounting for more than two-thirds of the total. The remaining one-third was split between the last two transactions. Yet, he was still being targeted.


    "Well, if you insist on delivering a gift to my doorstep," he mused, accepting the inevitable confrontation.


    Assuming the guise of the composed elder, Chu Xuan glanced around several times before quickly exiting Righteous Dao City and heading towards a distant location. The person shadowing him promptly followed.


    To Chu Xuan''s surprise, two more cultivators emerged from outside the city, seemingly having received a signal, and joined the chase towards him.


    "Delivering right to my doorstep, fearful that their customer might refuse¡ªthree servings at once. Such enthusiasm, truly moving."


    Chu Xuan couldn''t ignore the goodwill of these three "couriers." The three bandit cultivators followed him out of the city.


    Chu Xuan continued onward, with his pursuers sprinting relentlessly behind him.


    Eventually, a vast and profound chasm appeared before them¡ªthe "Great Chasm" that had emerged over four hundred years ago. It was due to this chasm that Chu Xuan, originally intending to go to Lei Family City, had ended up in Righteous Dao City by mistake.


    "Why aren''t you running now?" the lead bandit cultivator snorted coldly.


    "Old man, you sure can move fast! Quite spry for your age!" mocked another from the left.


    "Damn, nearly made me run out of breath, old man. I''m going to have a good time processing you!" the third added menacingly from the right. "You probably don''t want to know what it''s like to have your soul extracted and turned into a fierce ghost!"


    The trio burst into laughter.


    Chu Xuan turned to face them, his expression bizarre as he fixed his gaze on the third man.


    "What it''s like to have one''s soul extracted and refined into a fierce ghost¡ªI truly don''t know," he said coolly. "But I''ve done it many times."


    The expressions of the three bandit cultivators shifted slightly, and after exchanging a look, they each pulled out their respective weapons¡ªa ghost commander, a corpse commander, and a swarm of gu insects. These were classic demonic cultivator tactics.


    "This old man is fishy, he might have baited us instead," one murmured.


    "Impossible, we three brothers are so strong, how could he possibly fish for us?" another dismissed the concern.


    "Together, then! Even if he has hidden tricks, could he possibly stand against the three of us?!" they resolved, readying for an all-out attack.

 Chapter 188: The Power of Ghost King

    The three attackers converged on him¡ªghosts, corpse puppets, and swarms of gu insects charged toward Chu Xuan.


    With a gesture, Chu Xuan summoned his Sky-Shielding Umbrella, and suddenly, a ghastly two-headed, four-armed Ghost King appeared, towering six zhang tall, his body clad in jagged, protruding armor.


    The air around him was thick with a chilling ghostly aura and a menacing murderous vibe. His massive mouth seemed poised to devour all souls.


    Each of his powerful arms wielded a different ghostly weapon: a loop-headed saber, a vajra staff, a steel hammer, and a trident.


    The corpse commander, terrified by the sight, screamed and fled.


    The four arms bellowed triumphantly to the sky as the vajra staff was hurled, smashing the ghost commander into two. The ghost commander, sensing danger, promptly fled.


    The four arms then threw the trident, pinning it to the ground. A sweep of the ring pommel saber unleashed a blade aura, exploding the swarm of gu insects into oblivion.


    "A Ghost King?!"


    The leader of the bandit cultivators'' eyes bulged, his instincts screaming at him to flee. But how could their speed compare to the mighty Ghost King?


    The massive steel hammer descended swiftly from above, smashing the two remaining assailants into a pulp with a thunderous crash!


    The four-armed Ghost King roared in excitement, howling up at the sky.


    Chu Xuan frowned, "The bodies still have their uses, next time don''t smash them so badly. How are your brothers supposed to eat?"


    The excited howl of the four-armed figure suddenly stalled, and it hung its head low like a chastised dog, whining softly to show understanding.


    Chu Xuan nodded approvingly, "Good, recognizing your mistake is what makes a good dog¡ªno, a good ghost!"


    Of the three bandit cultivators, two were now mere pulp. The third, already petrified with fear, was left with a vacant stare.


    Chu Xuan promptly used a soul-searching technique on this survivor. "Interesting, at first glance they seem like ordinary bandit cultivators, but they are actually stooges for the Duan family. Anyone purchasing from the Bai and Qin family trading halls could be targeted by them."


    "Since the Duan family has such stooges, the Bai and Qin families must have them too, right?" Chu Xuan scoffed, casually breaking the man''s neck and tossing him into the Corpse Nurturing Tower.


    As for their storage bags, after a quick search that yielded a substantial amount of spiritual stones but nothing else of interest, Chu Xuan hummed a tune and, still under the guise of Huikong, returned to Righteous Dao City. He had just reached the entrance of his cave abode when he noticed two figures approaching from a distance, seemingly headed straight for him.


    Chu Xuan''s eyes brightened with amusement upon recognizing the duo approaching him. They were Xiao Fengxian and Yuan Zichu, both of whom he had encountered before. Xiao Fengxian still sported his characteristic elegant and handsome demeanor.


    As they halted before him, Yuan Zichu subtly sized Chu Xuan up, while Xiao Fengxian clasped his hands in a formal greeting. "Fellow daoist Huikong, I am Xiao Fengxian. We met over a year ago; I trust you still remember me?"If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    Chu Xuan smiled in response, "I remember. What brings you, fellow daoist Xiao, to my doorstep?"


    Xiao Fengxian''s poise remained flawless as he explained, "You might not be aware, but a year ago, fellow daoist Yuan also became an honorary elder for the Duan family. His expertise in talismans far surpasses mine; he is now a distinguished guest of the Duan family." He then shifted the topic, "As you might know, the number of third-tier cave abodes in Righteous Dao City is limited. Once someone occupies one, there are none left for others."


    Xiao Fengxian continued with an earnest tone, "Thus, without mincing words, I am here to kindly request that you vacate this third-tier cave abode and allow fellow daoist Yuan to reside here. After all, you are not an honorary elder for the Duan family, and it doesn''t seem right for you to monopolize this abode."


    Yuan Zichu''s expression shifted slightly, interjecting, "Fellow daoist Xiao, I can temporarily reside in a second-tier cave abode; there''s no need to ask this fellow daoist to move out."


    He had only recently become an honorary elder for the Duan family and had gotten to know Xiao Fengxian because they were both talisman masters.


    Xiao Fengxian was charismatic and personable, making it easy for the two to get along as they strolled and exchanged insights on talisman arts within Righteous Dao City.


    Yuan Zichu hadn''t taken Xiao''s previous mention of this matter seriously, thinking it was just a casual remark and not expecting him to actually act on it. Offending a cultivator for no reason was not something Yuan considered wise.


    Yuan Zichu had always believed in leaving room for reconciliation in his actions.


    Previously, at the Hundred Refinements Sect, after Chu Xuan had destroyed his defensive measures with a single punch, Yuan had given him a flying magic treasure and three talismans, seeking to mend their relationship. Now, he was even less inclined to make an enemy over a mere third-tier cave abode.


    Xiao Fengxian shook his head repeatedly, "Spiritual Qi is fundamental for a cultivator''s practice, and Fellow Daoist Yuan needs a proper place to rest in Righteous Dao City."


    His tone was sincere, seemingly genuinely concerned for Yuan Zichu. Chu Xuan simply listened to their exchange with a faint smile, not immediately revealing his thoughts.


    Fellow Daoist Xiao Fengxian gave a formal bow, prompting, "Fellow daoist Huikong, what do you think?"


    Chu Xuan responded coolly, "When I first arrived in Righteous Dao City, Duan Que informed me that I could reside in this third-tier cave abode for five years, without the need to provide the Duan family any spiritual stones. Is the Duan family planning to go back on their word now?"


    His cultivation indeed did not depend on the quality of Spiritual Qi. However, this didn''t mean he was willing to give up his dwelling so readily. He might not need to live there, but that didn''t mean he couldn''t have it!


    Xiao Fengxian seemed ready to say more, but Yuan Zichu interrupted him, "Fellow daoist Xiao, let''s not discuss this further." He turned to Chu Xuan, "Fellow daoist Huikong, I had no intention of this, the cave abode remains yours."


    With that, Yuan Zichu swept away, his sleeves fluttering, adding over his shoulder, "If fellow daoist Xiao continues in this manner, I fear we can no longer be friends!"


    Xiao Fengxian sighed deeply and hurried after him, calling out, "Fellow daoist Yuan¡­"


    Chu Xuan watched them depart, his expression unchanged. Yuan Zichu still seemed to be the same character as before, not easily making enemies. Even though he, as Huikong, had not yet shown his strength, Yuan Zichu was not willing to offend him lightly.


    It was Xiao Fengxian who intrigued him; his schemes ran deep. It seemed he wasn''t sincerely friends with Yuan Zichu, but rather, was trying to curry favor to learn the secrets of talisman crafting from him. Today''s maneuver wasn''t genuinely intended to aid Yuan Zichu but to stir enmity for him.


    "Others'' business is not my concern," Chu Xuan thought to himself. "Yuan Zichu is smart enough to see through this. As for Xiao Fengxian, now is not the time to act against him. Once the rare treasure emerges and the extraterritorial battlefield descends into chaos, I''ll find an opportunity to deal with him."


    In his mind, Chu Xuan had already sentenced Xiao Fengxian.


    ...


    Back in his own cave abode, Xiao Fengxian sat cross-legged, deep in thought.


    "This Yuan Zichu is not easy to manipulate," he mused. "I wanted to stir up trouble between him and Huikong to benefit from their discord, but he genuinely doesn''t want to offend anyone. Tsk, tsk. He''s quite the opposite of Yuanming from Celestial Sound Zen Temple, who is more straightforward and easier to provoke. Next time, I''ll stir up trouble between him and Huikong."


    Xiao Fengxian chuckled coldly to himself and settled down to draw talismans. His exchange with Yuan Zichu today had sparked many insights into talisman crafting that he was eager to document.


    Of course, what he truly desired were Yuan Zichu''s memories, which would provide the quickest way to master talisman crafting.

 Chapter 189: The Way of a High Buddhist Monk

    Time flew swiftly. Before long, another year had passed on the extraterritorial battlefield. Chu Xuan, as usual, shuttled between the Blue Star and Soul Star.


    The Blue Star was primarily for cultivating his "Yin Thunder Evil Technique" and crafting Yin Thunder Seeds, while the Soul Star was for clearing the strongholds of the Slaughter and Husbandry Factions and gathering more soul techniques.


    However, Soul Star proved to be far more vast than Chu Xuan had anticipated. Blindly slaughtering through it, he wondered how long it might take to find the soul techniques he sought.


    Chu Xuan planned to establish his own network on Soul Star, similar to the Black Blade organization on Blue Star, to gather intelligence and locate soul techniques for him. But just as he began to entertain this idea, a stir arose from the extraterritorial battlefield.


    A powerful light surged into the sky from the Great Chasm, located six hundred li north of Righteous Dao City. Many cultivators were nearby, clearing ancient beast carcasses when the phenomenon occurred.


    Upon witnessing this, several old cultivators, whose life limits were nearing, gritted their teeth and descended into the Great Chasm first.


    Within hours, a Nascent Soul cultivator from Righteous Dao City, two False Soul cultivators, a Nascent Soul cultivator from Lei Family City, and numerous curious Golden Cores arrived at the chasm.


    However, none dared to venture in rashly; instead, they waited at the edge of the chasm.


    Ultimately, they saw an old cultivator tremble his way out from the bottom of the Great Chasm, carrying a bottle of Deity Nurturing Elixir and a Soul Breaking Spike.


    The Deity Nurturing Elixir, a divine item that could increase the chances of a Nascent Soul cultivator achieving Deity Transformation, and the Soul Breaking Spike, a Nascent Soul artifact that could enhance a Golden Core cultivator''s chances of breaking through to Nascent Soul¡ªboth items were exceedingly coveted treasures for Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators alike!


    Seeing the hungry gazes of so many cultivators, the old man did not hesitate to hand over the Deity Nurturing Elixir and Soul Breaking Spike to the Nascent Soul elder of the Lei family, thereby securing the Lei family''s protection.


    From the old cultivator, everyone learned that an ancient cave dwelling had appeared at the bottom of the Great Chasm, likely belonging to a Deity Transformation powerhouse.


    The news spread like wildfire, and the cultivators in Righteous Dao City went mad rushing toward the Great Chasm. Such a cave dwelling might not only contain divine items like the Deity Nurturing Elixir or the Soul Breaking Spike but perhaps even lesser but still valuable spiritual items.


    The Path to Nascent Soul¡ªa goal for which countless Golden Core cultivators would risk their lives. It wasn''t that they were unaware of the dangers; rather, they felt compelled to take the risk.


    Chu Xuan pondered for a moment, then decided to set aside his endeavors on Soul Star and return to the extraterritorial battlefield.


    He wasn''t interested in seeking out the rare treasures. The appearance of this Deity Transformation powerhouse''s cave dwelling could lead to numerous cultivator deaths and attract many ancient beasts. As a high Buddhist monk dedicated to the salvation of all beings, it was his duty to aid those who had died tragically or those who might yet die.


    Seeking no personal gain, coveting no treasures¡ªsuch was the way of a high Buddhist monk.


    ...


    "Fellow daoist Huikong, I presume you''re aware of the situation at the Great Chasm?" Duan Que cut straight to the chase during his visit.Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.


    Chu Xuan nodded with a smile, "Indeed, I am aware. Is Benefactor Duan considering entering to seek a Nascent Soul opportunity?"


    Duan Que shook his head repeatedly, his bald head gleaming under the light of the cave''s luminous pearls, resembling a bright bulb. "You jest, Master. I am aware of my limits¡ªbullying early-stage Golden Cores is feasible, but I struggle against mid-stage ones.


    I have over a hundred more years to enjoy; there''s no need to throw my life away recklessly. If I went to the Great Chasm, it''s highly likely I wouldn''t return, and some lucky fellow might end up with my modest possessions. Who knows, even my corpse might not meet a good end."


    He chuckled, and Chu Xuan touched his nose. Duan Que''s words seemed to be referring to himself, but the man clearly knew his limitations.


    Indeed, the cave dwelling of a Deity Transformation powerhouse was an exceptional opportunity, but one needed to have both the fate to find it and the fate to return.


    "So what brings Benefactor Duan to my door today?" Chu Xuan asked with a smile.


    Duan Que spoke in a low voice, "Now that cultivators from various cities, including Feather Transformation City, Majestic Sword City, and Celestial Sound City, are converging, there will surely be a struggle for the qualifications to enter the cave dwelling."


    "Heh, now is the perfect time for business," Duan Que grinned. "I may not be much, but with the backing of the Duan family, I have some channels for doing business."


    Chu Xuan instantly understood. Duan Que was looking to make some profit¡ªa wise move at such a time. Everyone would be desperately trying to enhance their capabilities. Defensive magic treasures, healing elixirs, life-saving talismans, even demonic pills and magic charms, were in high demand.


    He himself was planning to make a substantial profit from the situation. Unfortunately, he wasn''t skilled in alchemy or talisman crafting, only in basic weapon forging and array setting. Otherwise, he would surely make a fortune.


    Chu Xuan smiled, "Indeed, I have some items I plan to sell."


    Duan Que''s eyes lit up, "The location is on the temporary market on the west side of Righteous Dao City. It opens every morning and closes at dusk. I hope you will grace it with your presence, Master. However, the market is a mix of all sorts of cultivators, so you must be careful not to attract the attention of demonic cultivators."


    Chu Xuan nodded in thanks, "Thank you for the reminder, Benefactor Duan."


    Worried about demonic cultivators targeting the Black Heart Old Devil? He would actually welcome such encounters.


    Chu Xuan arrived at the western edge of Righteous Dao City and discovered an area filled with temporarily erected stalls.


    Numerous cultivators cloaked in capes populated the shelters, their faces almost completely concealed. No one wanted to reveal their identity.


    Some did show their faces, but they were likely disguised, given they were there to buy life-saving secrets. Being recognized could lead to trouble once they entered the Deity Transformation cave.


    Many of those present possessed superb skills in disguise, so much so that Chu Xuan almost failed to see through them.


    "Cultivators from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, disciples of the Majestic Sword Sect, monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple... quite the gathering," Chu Xuan remarked with a chuckle.


    He casually found a spot with fewer people and set up his stall. An elder cultivator nearby showed a menacing look. "Fellow daoist, this spot..."


    It was clear he did not want Chu Xuan next to him. Chu Xuan glanced at him, sensing the man''s late-stage Golden Core cultivation.


    "This place... has some dust. Allow me to clean it for you first," the elder said, quickly sweeping away the dirt and shifting his fierce expression to a sycophantic smile.


    Chu Xuan gave him a look and pulled out a small stool to sit on. The man''s face stiffened in realization. Why hadn''t he thought to bring a stool himself? He had overlooked it!


    Chu Xuan spread out a cloth and neatly arranged various items from his abundant collection of storage bags. Although he was not skilled in pill concoction or talisman crafting, the sheer volume of healing pills and defensive talismans he laid out was staggering. Despite their low grade, the quantity was vast, leaving the elder cultivator beside him dumbfounded.


    "My heavens..." he muttered under his breath.


    Soon, Chu Xuan''s stall attracted a large crowd of cultivators.


    "How much for the Great Rejuvenation Pill? I''ll take it!"


    "Three of these Python Spirit Talismans for me!"


    "Got any mid-grade defensive magic treasures? I need one!"


    However, besides these eager buyers, Chu Xuan noticed several cultivators eyeing his wares with greed, clearly contemplating theft.


    "I''ll take this Vine Talisman, and since I''m a bit short today, here''s one small spiritual stone for it," one burly man declared, throwing down a stone and reaching out with a large, hairy hand to grab the talisman.


    Chu Xuan let out a cold laugh, not even needing to move.


    A powerful hand clamped down on the presumptuous one like a vise, firmly catching the would-be thief in the act.

 Chapter 190: The Way of Business

    With a crisp snap, immense force burst forth, instantly twisting and breaking the burly hand covered in black hair. A pained scream erupted suddenly, drawing the attention of the surrounding cultivators. They then realized that the one who had broken the hand was a formidable and vicious corpse puppet.


    "Isn''t that Kou Mang the Black Wind Ghost? This guy is notorious for murdering and looting around Lei Family City!"


    "I recognize him too, he killed a good friend of mine!"


    "If I''m not mistaken, Kou Mang is a sixth-level Golden Core cultivator, and also skilled in physical cultivation. Though not highly advanced in bodily cultivation, his physical strength should surpass most Golden Core cultivators, how could he..."


    "Unless that''s a sixth-level Corpse Commander!"


    The onlookers gasped in shock. A Corpse Commander, and at least a sixth-level one at that!


    "Spare me! Please, spare my life!" Kou Mang immediately pleaded for mercy, tears and snot streaming down his face.


    Chu Xuan''s expression remained unchanged, while another muscular hand of the Hu''s swiftly grabbed Kou Mang''s head.


    The next moment, under Kou Mang''s horrified gaze, his head was crushed with a crunch, like a ripe persimmon hitting the ground, splattering everywhere.


    The nearby cultivators'' faces changed rapidly, each hastily using their Spiritual Qi to shield themselves from the splatter.


    Kou Mang, a robber with a notorious reputation, was easily crushed to death. Those cultivators who had been lurking in the crowd, harboring intentions of making a move, suddenly restrained their impulses. It was clear this was a formidable figure not to be trifled with.


    After eliminating Kou Mang, who had been the first to strike, the atmosphere significantly improved. Few dared to haggle anymore. Whatever price Chu Xuan quoted, they would grimace but accept.


    Chu Xuan felt quite pleased. Doing business should indeed be this way, eliminating the wasteful back-and-forth of bargaining. This way, both the vendor profits and the customers get what they need¡ªa win-win situation!


    By noon, Chu Xuan had sold off all the items he no longer needed. The spiritual stones he had expended to set up the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array were replenished once more.


    After selling all his goods, Chu Xuan began to wander around the market. With Hu present, those cultivators harboring malicious intentions dared not speak up. Even the vendors did not dare to overcharge, fearing to provoke Chu Xuan and meet the same fate as Kou Mang.


    Consequently, Chu Xuan managed to acquire some valuable bodily cultivation techniques, consciousness secrets, and poison scriptures. This sparked an idea in him.


    Blue Star, abundant in Psionic energy and diverse in supernatural creatures, was highly conducive for physical cultivation. If the superhumans there practiced these bodily cultivation methods, perhaps remarkable effects could be achieved.


    He had always struggled to find bodily cultivation techniques beyond the fortieth level. Perhaps Blue Star might produce a naturally gifted cultivator who could overcome this hurdle for him.


    Chu Xuan believed that with sufficient merit, creating a follow-up method on one''s own was merely a matter of having the fortune favor the mind.Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.


    However, his merit had not yet reached the level where he could do as he pleased, and it was also sporadically effective.


    Currently, his merit seemed abundant but in reality, it only slightly extended his lifespan and increased the success rate of pill concoction and artifact refinement.


    As for the consciousness secrets, the same principle applied. Chu Xuan planned to let the people of Soul Star try to combine two or more consciousness secrets to complement each other and form a superior method.


    Alternatively, they could modify some powerful but side-effect-laden consciousness secrets for the better. All these were possibilities worth exploring.


    ¡­


    After three consecutive days, the cultivators at the temporary market came to recognize the man with a plethora of healing pills and life-preserving talismans.


    Several robbers like Kou Mang the brigand had tried to attack him but were easily crushed by the Corpse Commander by his side, without even a chance to resist. Many assessed the situation and dared not act rashly.


    Initially, only those cultivators who considered themselves weak came to buy his goods.


    However, as time passed, many realized that he had an abundance of items for sale. If they didn''t buy and others did, wouldn''t they be at a significant disadvantage?


    Thus, they felt compelled to purchase as well.


    Chu Xuan''s extensive sale of life-preserving items indirectly intensified the upcoming battles among the cultivators.


    By the end of the third day, most cultivators were equipped with a couple of healing pills and several defensive talismans, and their spiritual stones were nearly depleted.


    Many speculated that this formidable seller might not return, considering the dynamics of supply and demand. If the demand decreased, or if there was no demand at all, then even if the seller dropped his prices, it likely wouldn''t attract buyers.


    On the fourth day, Chu Xuan returned to his usual stall, greeted by the same old cultivator with a sycophantic smile, who was already perched on a small stool.


    Seeing Chu Xuan reappear, the old man expressed surprise and whispered, "Fellow daoist, why have you come to set up your stall again today? Do you still have pills and talismans to sell? But I''m afraid you might not fetch high prices today."


    Chu Xuan smiled, "Why is that?"


    The old cultivator explained his logic, "No one''s buying anymore, so naturally, you can''t sell anything."


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, "What if I bring out even better goods? How would you handle that?"


    With that said, he casually spread out his wares. A vast array of pills and talismans, all of superior quality compared to the previous days, covered the stall.


    Among them were some nefarious pills that consumed life span to enhance Spiritual Qi and demonic talismans that contained the souls of beasts¡ªclearly superior life-preserving items.


    The old cultivator''s eyes widened, and he could only utter, "Holy moly... I''ve learned something... This way of selling is simply unbeatable!"


    He looked at Chu Xuan as if seeing a god of wealth.


    In no time, a large crowd of cultivators swarmed Chu Xuan''s stall once more, their gaze towards him altered.


    Why hadn''t this man displayed these items during the first three days? Why wait until they had nearly spent all their spiritual stones? That''s too wicked!


    Chu Xuan beamed, "Come, come, come, I have demonic pills and talismans, all fairly priced, no deception here!"


    These items were essentially spoils of war he had collected, making for a business venture with pure profit. No matter how much he sold, it was all gain.


    Now, with these items displayed, the order of the market was thoroughly disrupted. There were always people with some spiritual stones left, and naturally, they bought the demonic pills and talismans from his stall. Their purchases forced others to gather funds to buy as well.


    Soon, with the Deity Transformation cave about to open, every cultivator was a competitor. The strength of an opponent meant weakness for oneself! Any cultivator with a bit of sense could not sit by and let this happen.


    They had to buy¡ªeven if it meant swallowing their pride.


    However, some grouped together, aiming to show their fangs at Chu Xuan. One of them raised an arm and shouted, "Everyone! We must resist such a dishonest merchant! We cannot let this unscrupulous businessman take our spiritual stones!"


    This statement garnered immediate support.


    "That''s right! We must resist!"


    "Unscrupulous merchant, return our spiritual stones!"


    "Enough talk, let''s band together and take down this cheat!"


    Chu Xuan gestured casually. Long and Bao, each standing to one side of Hu, radiated an aura of ferocity only slightly less intense than Hu''s. Clearly, they were also Corpse Commanders.


    The entire crowd of cultivators fell into a dead silence.

 Chapter 191: A Cup of Tea, A Book, An Entire Day

    Three Corpse Commanders!


    Their strength was in no way inferior to a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. Coupled with the stall owner himself, who also exuded the aura of a late-stage Golden Core, this was an adversary not to be provoked.


    Some cultivators choose the path of beast tamers, subduing spirit pets to fight for them. However, when spirit pets face truly terrifying enemies, they might flee the battlefield.


    Corpse puppets, in most cases, fight fearlessly to the death. Once given an order by their master, they attack like mad dogs, never relenting until the enemy is dead.


    Of course, if there is a shortage of meat or they encounter a stronger corpse puppet or ghost, even one''s own corpse puppets might flee. Generally, corpse puppets are far more ferocious, loyal, and fearless than spirit pets!


    No one dared to provoke someone who could summon three Corpse Commanders on a whim.


    Chu Xuan spoke calmly, "Who was it just now that wanted to kill me? Step forward."


    With a swish, the cultivators instinctively stepped back, singling out the unfortunate instigator.


    The cultivator''s face turned pale in an instant. "Senior, please hear me out, I..."


    "I''m not interested," Chu Xuan stated flatly.


    The cultivator clenched his teeth and immediately tried to flee using an escape technique. Bao suddenly vanished. When he reappeared, a dagger flickering with ghostly flames was already plunged into the cultivator''s back.


    Chu Xuan casually collected the body, tossing it into the Corpse Nurturing Tower, while nonchalantly clipping the storage bag to his waist. The entire process was smooth and undisputed.


    His actions left no doubt about his identity¡ªa true demonic cultivator!


    Silence still dominated the scene that one could hear a pin drop.


    "Let''s not be so tense. I came here to do business, not to kill," Chu Xuan said with a chuckle.


    Only then did the cultivators manage an awkward smile and begin approaching to buy his goods. However, their gaze towards Chu Xuan was filled with newfound respect and fear.


    Every Golden Core cultivator there silently cautioned themselves never to provoke this formidable figure.


    The old cultivator next to Chu Xuan watched him and murmured, "So that''s it... Real strength is the true essence of doing business."


    The tightly sought-after demonic pills and talismans were quickly sold out. Even though Chu Xuan''s prices were steep, the cultivators had no choice but to grit their teeth and tighten their belts to make the purchases.


    Before noon had even arrived, Chu Xuan''s stall was completely sold out. He promptly closed up shop, gathered his three corpse puppets and swiftly departed.


    "Follow him."


    Several shadows darted through the crowd, coldly fixating on Chu Xuan''s retreating figure and chasing after him.


    Chu Xuan caught a glimpse of them from the corner of his eye and couldn''t help but let out a cold laugh. He had anticipated that unveiling so many demonic pills and talismans and tending to three corpse puppets would attract certain individuals'' attention.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.


    The Majestic Sword Sect and the Celestial Sound Zen Temple, both proponents of accumulating virtue, believed that rearing corpse puppets necessitated the slaughter of numerous mortals, certainly accruing vast amounts of bad karma.


    If they could eliminate Chu Xuan, the demonic cultivator, his amassed evil deeds would convert into their virtue. Killing a deeply wicked demonic cultivator could yield more virtue than saving hundreds of thousands of mortals!


    It was likely that the cultivators from these two sects would relish the opportunity to eradicate him.


    "I''m not playing this game with you," Chu Xuan muttered as he retracted his three corpse puppets into the Corpse Nurturing Tower. He then expended some of his merit to activate the Mahayana Swift Escape, a technique that instantly boosted his escape speed to the extreme, disappearing into the vast wilderness in a blink.


    The three pursuing monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple were dumbfounded.


    "What kind of speed is that? Is that even possible for a Golden Core stage cultivator?"


    The leading monk, Yuanming from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple, his expression grim, ordered, "Have all the junior brothers in the city come out and join the search for this demon."


    "He carries immense evil deeds and surely cannot enter the city. He must have a hideout somewhere outside," he continued, "Focus the search on nearby caves and caverns!"


    The two monks beside him nodded immediately, "Yes!"


    As other cultivators looked on bewildered, about eight Golden Core monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple surged out of Righteous Dao City, seeking traces of the demonic cultivator. They also enlisted numerous other Golden Core cultivators, hoping they could assist in the search.


    Since Yuanming was an honorary elder sponsored by the Duan family, the Duan family''s cultivators naturally participated as well. Soon, a vast net was cast, thoroughly searching every inch of land within a hundred li of Righteous Dao City.


    Duan Que, too, was one of the Duan family''s cultivators dispatched to hunt the demonic cultivator. However, he understood the true essence of the task at hand. Finding a shaded spot, he settled down with a cup of tea and a book, content to spend the entire day there.


    "Hmm... to think they would duel in such a posture, even managing to fight atop an alchemy furnace in the alchemy room..."


    "Sss... one is never too old to learn!" he exclaimed.


    At that moment, footsteps approached.


    "Benefactor Duan, why are you reading here? Oh, is that an erotic painting?"


    Duan Que looked up. He coughed discreetly and subtly tucked away the book illustrated with images of men and women fighting.


    Then, with feigned surprise, he exclaimed, "Master Huikong, is that you?"


    By this time, Chu Xuan had already reassumed his identity as Huikong, the high monk from the Golden Dragon Temple. He smiled and said, "This humble monk has been out clearing ancient beast carcasses, and this morning I found only about a dozen Nether Crocodile corpses."


    Duan Que chuckled, "Nether Crocodile bodies are tough, making them difficult to kill. Their carcasses aren''t commonly found on the surface; one must venture into caverns to find them."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "I see, I have learned something new today."


    Duan Que glanced around and whispered, "Master Huikong, you should return to the city. The Celestial Sound Zen Temple is currently searching for a demonic cultivator, and I''m concerned you might draw their attention."


    As he spoke, Duan Que stood up decisively. "Let me escort you back; I worry that Yuanming might target you. After all, there are eight monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple outside right now, and if they intend to do something, no one would dare to stop them."


    Chu Xuan looked at Duan Que with a hint of surprise. This man''s actions were somewhat unexpected. Was he really going to escort him all the way back to Righteous Dao City?


    "Such kindness is deeply appreciated," Chu Xuan intoned a Buddhist chant and pressed his palms together in thanks.


    "It''s nothing," Duan Que replied with an embarrassed smile. "I''ve always felt regret that the Duan family didn''t take you in as an honorary elder."


    Together, they headed toward the city. As they approached, however, they unexpectedly came upon two monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple who were killing two cultivators. In the blink of an eye, the two cultivators were fatally wounded, their lives extinguished. The monks even spat on their corpses afterward.


    "Hmph, demonic cultivators, they all deserve to die!"


    Duan Que recognized one of the monks¡ªit was none other than Yuanming. His heart sank. But now that they had been spotted, there was nothing to do but greet them.


    Duan Que cheerily called out, "Master Yuanming, what a pleasant coincidence to meet you here."


    Yuanming nodded slightly, his gaze shifting past Duan Que to land on Chu Xuan. He recognized Chu Xuan of course. Heretics were even more despised than heretical cultists. From the first day Chu Xuan arrived in Righteous Dao City from Mystic Azure Star''s Golden Dragon Temple, Yuanming had known about him.


    "Huikong? I''ve long admired your reputation," Yuanming said, twirling the twin moon ringed sabers in his hands, his smile ambiguous. "How about a spar with this humble monk?"

 Chapter 192: Duan Fengxian

    Duan Que''s expression shifted rapidly. He had always known that the Celestial Sound Zen Temple held disdain for heterodox Buddhist practices, but he hadn''t expected them to escalate to such an extent¡ªto the point of drawing blades immediately.


    Gritting his teeth, Duan Que stepped between Yuanming and Chu Xuan.


    "Master Yuanming, in these troubled times, it is better to avoid additional conflicts," Duan Que advised. "Moreover, both Master Huikong and yourself are endowed with considerable virtue¡­"


    Yuanming''s smile was ambiguous, and Chu Xuan remained silent, his hands secretly readying a spell. If Yuanming insisted on a confrontation, Chu Xuan would not hesitate to send them both to meet the Celestial Sound Buddha in the Western Paradise.


    Of course, killing them would certainly blow his cover, making it impossible to remain in Righteous Dao City or assist the cultivators entering the Deity Transformation Cave in collecting corpses. Unless absolutely necessary, Chu Xuan would not initiate a fight. He was acutely aware of where his true interests lay.


    The standoff continued, and just as Duan Que began to sweat from his forehead, Yuanming sheathed his ringed sabers and turned to leave. "You should feel fortunate; your virtue has saved your life today."


    The two monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple gradually moved away and eventually disappeared from sight. Duan Que finally exhaled in relief. The tension had been so high he feared they might start fighting right then and there.


    Duan Que managed a helpless smile. "Master Huikong, the Celestial Sound Zen Temple is known for its domineering ways; please don''t take it personally."


    Chu Xuan smiled and brought his hands together in a prayer gesture. "The Golden Dragon Temple promotes forming good connections; how could I possibly blame them?"


    Duan Que sensed there was something deeper in Chu Xuan''s words but couldn''t pinpoint what it was, so he let the matter drop.


    Chu Xuan watched the now-vanished figures of the two monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple, his expression as still as an ancient well. The first he would slay when the time came would be this Yuanming and the monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple.


    Chu Xuan and Duan Que returned to Righteous Dao City. Duan Que still had duties to fulfill and soon left the city again. However, given his somewhat lax attitude towards his duties, he would likely find another cool spot to continue exploring the hundred fighting postures of naked men and women.


    The monks from Celestial Sound Zen Temple and the Duan family continued their search outside for the demonic cultivator. It was common knowledge that a demonic cultivator, steeped in evil deeds, could not enter Righteous Dao City; the very act of trying would expose and eliminate him. They were convinced that the egregiously wicked demonic cultivator must still be outside the city.


    Yet, despite scouring the land within a two-hundred-li radius of Righteous Dao City, disturbing many Nether Crocodiles in their caves in the process, they still could not find any trace of the demonic cultivator.


    "This scoundrel really is cunning."


    After listening to the reports from his junior brothers, Yuanming scoffed coldly.


    "Senior brother, what do we do now? Should we continue the search?" one of the monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple inquired.


    After a moment''s thought, Yuanming responded, "At dawn tomorrow, secure the temporary market. Keep a close watch on everyone. The demonic cultivator might not show up himself, but it''s possible he might send someone else to sell his goods on his behalf. Anyone selling demonic pills or talismans must be detained for questioning."This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    "Yes!" his subordinates replied.


    Of course, they were mistaken. The demonic cultivator they assumed was hiding in a cave outside the city, steeped in evil deeds, had already nonchalantly walked into Righteous Dao City.


    Back in his dwelling after his return, Chu Xuan immediately traveled to Blue Star, summoning the core leadership of Black Blade. He distributed several inferior physical cultivation techniques among them.


    These techniques varied; some specialized in defense, others in offense, some in speed, and others focused on vitality maintenance. He intentionally withheld the advancements of these techniques, distributing only enough to reach the tenth level of body refinement.


    Superhumans on Blue Star had been stuck at level nine for a long time, with all seeking ways to ascend to higher echelons but never finding the right path. Chu Xuan''s gifts were like opening doors to a new world for them.


    Black Blade initiated a massive body refinement campaign. It wouldn''t be long before these physical cultivation methods would spread across Blue Star. Eventually, Blue Star might transform into a planet dominated by muscle-bound giants.


    Among billions of humans, Chu Xuan believed there would be one or two extraordinarily talented individuals who might deduce the further stages of these physical cultivation methods. By then, he would personally teach them more advanced techniques.


    ...


    As various powers converged, the atmosphere in Righteous Dao City grew increasingly tense. The five forces¡ªMajestic Sword City, Celestial Sound City, Feather Transformation City, Lei Family City, and Righteous Dao City¡ªhad all gathered, making the already crowded city even more chaotic. Fights and killings occurred frequently.


    But on this day, the discussions about who would enter the cave finally bore fruit. Chu Xuan did not know who had made concessions and who had taken the lead. Like Duan Que, he stood atop the city walls, watching as a throng of cultivators entered the Great Chasm.


    Leading the charge were the Nascent Soul cultivators from the five major forces, followed by a not insignificant number of False Soul cultivators¡ªabout ten. Behind them were numerous Golden Core cultivators, some from sects and others family retainers.


    As for those lesser Golden Core cultivators from smaller sects, sorry, there was no place for you. Just wait outside. After we''ve had our fill, maybe we''ll leave you some scraps!


    However, the five major forces did not mobilize all their resources. Each faction kept two late-stage Golden Core cultivators outside to oversee things, guarding against any unforeseen circumstances.


    In the end, only those within the circle had a share of this cake. As for those outside the circle, they were left to their fate.


    Chu Xuan and Duan Que, having seen enough, decided to head back to their dwelling. However, just as they were descending from the city walls, they encountered Xiao Fengxian. Accompanying him was a striking figure.


    Chu Xuan took a moment to remember¡ªshe was the woman he had seen earlier with a companion named Liu Zhuo, named Jin Chan. Now, however, Jin Chan was affectionately entwined with Xiao Fengxian, and there was no sign of Liu Zhuo.


    Xiao Fengxian, noticing Chu Xuan and Duan Que, wrapped his arm around Jin Chan''s slender waist and laughed heartily, "Fellow daoist Huikong, why didn''t you venture into the Deity Transformation cave?"


    Duan Que, seeing him approach, felt somewhat awkward. Chu Xuan smiled, "My abilities are modest, so I chose not to take the risk."


    Xiao Fengxian chuckled lightly, "What a pity, that is a cave of a Deity Transformation powerhouse. Surely there are treasures like the Spirit Breaking Spike, and yet you aren''t tempted?"


    Chu Xuan gave a non-committal smile, "Aren''t you also absent from the cave, fellow daoist?"


    Shaking his head, Xiao Fengxian corrected him, "Fellow daoist Huikong, you are mistaken about one thing¡ªI no longer bear the surname Xiao."


    Chu Xuan blinked in surprise. Xiao Fengxian declared solemnly, "I have been adopted as a righteous son by the patriarch, and from now on, my name is Duan Fengxian!"


    Chu Xuan glanced at Duan Que, who responded with a wry smile and nodded. He whispered to Chu Xuan, "I don''t know what got into our patriarch''s head, but he insisted on adopting Xiao Fengxian as his righteous son."


    After a brief pause, Duan Que added in a low voice, "Our patriarch has a penchant for handsome men¡­"


    Chu Xuan clicked his tongue. So that was it. Quite the play indeed.


    Xiao Fengxian, still smiling, advised, "Gentlemen, it''s not a good habit to communicate telepathically in front of others. I might not hear it, but it''s best not to do so."


    He then looked at Duan Que, "Right, my great nephew?"


    Duan Que managed another forced smile, "Yes, greetings, sixteenth uncle."


    Given the family rankings, Xiao Fengxian, now equated to the Duan family head Duan Cang, indeed held the position of his uncle.

 Chapter 193: Ghost King Overate?

    Chu Xuan and Duan Que continued their stroll within the city.


    With many cultivators having ventured into the Deity Transformation cave, Righteous Dao City felt markedly desolate. The streets were mostly populated by early-stage Golden Core cultivators, with mid-stage ones rare to see.


    A cultivator at the sixth level of Golden Core could easily dominate all others in Righteous Dao City, much like the proverbial king of the mountain when no tiger is around.


    "Is that Wan Wuying? He''s here too."


    Chu Xuan''s gaze fleetingly caught a familiar figure hurrying past¡ªit was his former master and now senior brother, Wan Wuying.


    Chu Xuan was surprised to see him not entering the cave; Wan Wuying had once dared to venture into the Ghost Palace of the Nether Dao Sect. Why would he hesitate now at a Deity Transformation cave?


    However, after spotting Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu, Chu Xuan roughly guessed their intentions. His senior brother clearly preferred to wait it out and reap the benefits later. Chu Xuan''s motivation was different; he sincerely wanted to collect the corpses of those cultivators.


    As for how Wan Wuying managed to sneak into Righteous Dao City, Chu Xuan wasn''t particularly curious. If Wan Wuying couldn''t even infiltrate a city like Righteous Dao, that would be the real surprise. A Golden Core demonic cultivator who couldn''t even alter his aura was truly a disgrace.


    "Now, we wait." Chu Xuan mused. "The five major powers must have contingencies in place. I hope their moves provide me with some surprises."


    His main reliance now was on Four Arms, his four-armed ghost king. Although only a first-level ghost king, Four Arms wielded four lifebound ghost weapons and could easily kill any False Soul cultivator.


    Even a real Nascent Soul cultivator, if only at the early stage, was no match for him and would be utterly overwhelmed. Unless he encountered a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he was in a position of clear dominance.


    This realization made Chu Xuan suddenly more alert. He had already investigated: the Nascent Soul cultivators from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, Majestic Sword Sect, Celestial Sound Zen Temple, as well as the patriarchs from the Duan and Lei families, were all at the early stage of Nascent Soul. The higher-stage Nascent Soul cultivators seemed to be in more perilous outer realms, not this one. But that was just based on the information at hand.


    What if there were mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators lurking in the shadows? What if some of these early-stage cultivators advanced to mid-stage in the heat of battle?


    No, Four Arms''s level had to be elevated.


    "The struggle for the treasures within the Deity Transformation Cave would take at least two to three months to resolve, right?" Chu Xuan pondered. "While we wait, it''s time to enhance Four Arms''s level. Let Four Arms suffer the hardships; I''ll bear the infamy."


    Chu Xuan promptly used his usual method, cutting away one-tenth of his soul, and with the Sky-Shielding Umbrella, he headed towards Soul Star¡­


    As soon as Chu Xuan appeared, Two Arms hurried over, exclaiming, "Father! You''re finally here!"


    His excitement was palpable as he continued, "Father, I''ve divined using the divination plate that I am about to become a Ghost King. Are you here to help me achieve that? I am fully prepared to ascend to the rank of Ghost King!"The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.


    Chu Xuan cleared his throat, "That''s not quite why I''m here. I came to boost Four Arms''s level."


    Advancing from a Ghost Commander to a Ghost King required a massive amount of ghost souls. To elevate from a first-level Ghost King to a second-level required roughly seventy percent of the ghost souls needed for the initial ascension. Chu Xuan had already calculated how to allocate these resources efficiently.


    The excitement on Two Arms''s face momentarily stiffened. Chu Xuan painted a pie picture for him, suggesting that he would certainly become a Ghost King eventually, but there was no rush¡ªit was better for Two Arms to continue his efforts for now.


    After a moment, Chu Xuan casually asked, "Has anything significant happened recently?"


    Two Arms shook his head, "No, the Soul Clan of the Slaughter Faction hasn''t dared to approach recently. Though, about a month ago, a group from the Husbandry Faction tried to capture members of the Ascendant Faction and inadvertently discovered our formation. They thought they could feast here. I couldn''t tolerate that and turned them into the feast instead."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Any movements from the Ascendant Faction?"


    Two Arms nodded, "The Dark Cloud Squad visited once, bringing quite a few things and again earnestly hoped I would join the Ascendant Faction. I rejected them on the spot."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. Two Arms had reported before that the Ascendant Faction had tried to make contact multiple times. The first couple of times, they hadn''t brought any offerings. It seemed they had learned their lesson this time and delivered the goods directly.


    Chu Xuan casually inquired, "What did they bring?"


    Two Arms brought out the items, "Several soul techniques and some peculiar fruits that are quite tasty, good as snacks. They call these fruits ''Infant Soul Fruits.''"


    Chu Xuan glanced at them. These so-called Infant Soul Fruits carried a heavy Yin Qi, beneficial for ghost soldiers and generals, but had minimal effect on ghost commanders.


    For a Ghost King, relying on these fruits for strength was less effective than absorbing the Yin Evil Qi from the environment.


    "These fruits are good. Plant some in the formation; perhaps their quality might improve," Chu Xuan commented nonchalantly.


    "Yes," Two Arms nodded.


    Chu Xuan glanced over the soul techniques, shaking his head repeatedly. They were all mid-level soul techniques, not a single high-level technique among them. Even these mid-level techniques were inferior to the Slaughter Faction''s mid-level technique, the Spiraling Devour.


    They were mostly trivial in Chu Xuan''s eyes, hardly worth his attention. He wondered whether the Ascendant Faction truly lacked valuable offerings, or if they were holding back their best items, unwilling to part with them.


    "Four Arms, it''s feeding time."


    With a snap of his fingers, Chu Xuan summoned Four Arms from the Umbrella of Obscuration. The ghost king dove straight into the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Formation. After several days, Four Arms belched loudly, sticking half its head out of the formation with half a ghostly hand still in its mouth.


    It whimpered pitifully.


    Two Arms scratched his head, "Dad, Four Arms says it''s too full."


    Chu Xuan scoffed, "Even if it''s full, it must eat."


    "How can a Ghost King be too full to eat? Is that reasonable?" he added sternly.


    Four Arms looked even more aggrieved but had no choice but to burrow back into the formation and continue devouring spirits. For the first time, it felt that eating could also be a torment.


    While Four Arms was busy "eating," Chu Xuan took Two Arms for a stroll around the area. The landscape of Soul Star remained unchanged; devoid of any greenery, it was a land of pitch-black desolation. Every hundred kilometers or so, there was nothing but ruins that spoke of past glories. These remnants, like dead giants unable to decay, inherently repelled onlookers.


    "I think this place should be renamed to Dark Soul Star," Chu Xuan mused internally.


    ...


    In the City of Light.


    Within a spacious palace, the petite queen of the Ascendant Faction paced back and forth, a hint of irritation in her eyes.


    "Why does that man continually refuse to join the Ascendant Faction?" she wondered aloud. "Is it because the offerings I made were insufficient? I''ve already given him everything except high-level soul techniques and large Infant Soul Fruits. He thinks too highly of himself..."


    With a cold huff, the queen dismissed the thought. The individual''s soul strength was comparable to a Soul King but wasn''t an actual Soul King. If he were a true Soul King, she would have sent people with high-level soul techniques and large Infant Soul Fruits without a second thought.

 Chapter 194: Good Brothers Should Overeat Together!

    At that moment, a maid approached the queen, bowing respectfully, "My queen, everything has been handled. We can evacuate now."The queen nodded, "Then let''s go."


    Shortly thereafter, the queen, her guards, and three Ascendant Faction squads quietly left, heading to another underground city. The other residents of the Ascendant Faction were abandoned there.


    Among those evacuating were Yun Qi, Zhao Sheng, and Ma Nanshan. Yun Qi, looking back at the underground city where he had lived for over a decade, couldn''t help but sigh.


    Zhao Sheng commented calmly, "Captain, I remember you had the same expression when we evacuated from Dawn City last time."


    Yun Qi gave a bitter smile. It was hard to accept. "People are made of flesh and blood."


    He sighed, "I know their memories are backed up by the queen and can be regenerated in the new underground city with sufficient resources, but still..."


    Ma Nanshan patted his shoulder, "Captain Yun, life is full of departures and farewells. I''ve experienced this many times on Pegasus Star."


    "Not to mention the tyrannical Golden Horse Empire on Pegasus Star, which killed my father, two uncles, my older brother, my second brother..." Ma Nanshan said determinedly, "As long as we maintain a vengeful heart, we can rise again! The sacrifices made by the Ascendant Faction today will be repaid a hundredfold on the Slaughter Faction tomorrow!"


    Yun Qi shivered, "What happened to the royal family of the Golden Horse Empire?"


    Ma Nanshan waved his hand, "Of course, I wiped them out. That cruel and unjust royal family deserved to die! The Golden Horse Empire is now gone, broken into several federations."


    Suddenly remembering something, Ma Nanshan quickly asked, "Captain Yun, you said you''re also from Pegasus Star, what did you used to do?"


    Yun Qi coughed, "I was..."


    Zhao Sheng glanced at him and took over, "Captain Yun used to be part of a small merchant family in the Golden Horse Empire, dealing in horses."


    Ma Nanshan was surprised and promptly gave a thumbs up, "Dealing in horses? That''s a big business! And what about you, Zhao Sheng?"


    Zhao Sheng thought for a moment, "I... dealt in horse feed."


    Ma Nanshan clicked his tongue in admiration, "Both of you come from good families! Not like me, starting life as a prisoner''s son."


    Yun Qi and Zhao Sheng exchanged a look and silently shut their mouths. Perhaps it was best not to discuss Pegasus Star with Ma Nanshan anymore. The more they said, the more mistakes could be made.


    Yun Qi smacked his lips, thankful he was just an easy-going minor prince of the Golden Horse Empire and not a direct royal. Otherwise, considering Ma Nanshan''s recent remark, they might have ended up in a serious disagreement.


    "By the way... why are we evacuating this time?" Ma Nanshan scratched his head. "I was just eating when suddenly we had to leave."This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    Zhao Sheng replied calmly, "A scout from the Slaughter Faction discovered the City of Light. He is under the command of the Black Crow Spectre King. Without a doubt, the Black Crow Spectre King and his spectre followers must be on their way to the City of Light now."


    Ma Nanshan nodded in realization, "Then it''s definitely time to run."


    Although he had only recently arrived at the City of Light, he understood that the Ascendant Faction was no match for the Slaughter Faction in terms of power. Retreating was clearly the best strategy for the moment.


    On the surface, Chu Xuan and Two Arms were idly wandering when they suddenly noticed a large, dark cloud approaching from the distance. Upon closer inspection, this was no ordinary cloud but a massive swarm of spirits!


    The leader of the spirits, notably larger and more menacing than the others, originally headed east but shifted course upon spotting Chu Xuan and Two Arms.


    The leading spirit''s eyes lit up, and it immediately led its followers straight towards Chu Xuan. Two Arms exclaimed with excitement, "Father, judging by its size, that leading spirit must be a Spectre King!"


    Chu Xuan''s interest was piqued. A Spectre King, a being second only to the Great Spectre King, was roughly equivalent to the soul level of an early-stage Golden Core cultivator. If Two Arms could devour one, his level might surge significantly.


    "It seems the Ghost King foretold by your divination came true," Chu Xuan said with a smile, his spirit bolstered.


    At that moment, the swarm of ghostly spirits, like locusts, rapidly closed in. The leading Spectre King cackled loudly, "I never expected to encounter such a substantial soul here. Good! Devouring you will allow me to ascend to a third-level Spectre King!"


    "My minions, attack!" commanded the Spectre King, waving his hand.


    The horde of spirits swarmed forward, seemingly intent on tearing Chu Xuan to shreds instantly. Facing the overwhelming assault, Chu Xuan simply smiled faintly. His consciousness suddenly coalesced into a Spiraling Devour.


    Whirring!


    The invisible spiral drilled forward, instantly shredding all spirits in its path. Their souls were quickly absorbed by the spiral, nourishing Chu Xuan''s own spirit. The influx of cold, foreign souls gave him an almost ethereal sensation.


    He clicked his tongue in amazement. The Spiraling Devour was truly formidable, an undervalued mid-level soul technique. If he had to rate it, Chu Xuan would consider it the strongest technique just below the high-level soul techniques.


    Seeing this, the Ghost King''s expression darkened. "How do you know this technique? Are you also a Spectre King from our Slaughter Faction? I am the Black Crow Spectre King!" he declared. "Who are you? State your name!"


    Chu Xuan chuckled dismissively and casually said, "Two Arms, he''s yours."


    Two Arms grinned broadly, "Got it!" He immediately lunged towards the Black Crow Spectre King, his soul body swelling rapidly during the charge. In the blink of an eye, he matched the Black Crow Spectre King in stature.


    The Black Crow Spectre King''s eyes widened in shock. Two Spectre Kings?! He quickly deployed a defensive soul technique, forming hard walls around him. He shouted, "We are both Spectre Kings of the Slaughter Faction! There''s no need to fight! We are all children of the Great Slaughter King!"


    Two Arms chuckled sinisterly, "My father and I are not children of any Great Slaughter King. You''ve got the wrong idea." He flung his divination plate, which instantly expanded and hurtled towards the Black Crow Spectre King.


    Bang!


    The first strike shattered one of the walls. The second not only broke through another wall but also punched a massive hole in the Black Crow Spectre King''s chest. The third blow smashed him into pieces.


    The remnants of the Black Crow Spectre King tried to flee, but the spoon on the divination plate flew out and pinned him to the ground on the spot.


    As Two Arms loomed closer, mouth agape, the Black Crow Spectre King screamed in terror, "Don''t... don''t come any closer!"


    Howl!


    With one gulp, Two Arms swallowed him whole. He methodically devoured the remaining parts of the Black Crow Spectre King, leaving nothing behind in mere moments.


    Chu Xuan scanned with his spiritual sense and noticed that Two Arms was showing signs of advancing to a Ghost King. He nodded in satisfaction, gathered Two Arms, and returned to the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array, throwing him back into it.


    Four Arms cried tears of joy.


    Finally, someone to share the burden of eating. Good brothers should overeat together!

 Chapter 195: Time to Send You to The West

    Months later, Chu Xuan looked at the two Ghost Kings by his side and smiled with satisfaction. While others struggled daily to find souls to sustain their ghosts, he had an entire planet''s worth of spirits at his disposal.


    Having a planet as a resource for spirits was indeed luxurious. Even if the quality of these spirits was slightly inferior, their sheer quantity was more than sufficient. Moreover, ordinary spirits were akin to ghost soldiers, stronger spirits to ghost generals, and spectre kings were like ghost commanders. The quality wasn''t that far off.


    "Very well, with two Ghost Kings at hand, even mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators are no match for me," Chu Xuan mused. "It''s time to return to the extraterritorial battlefield."


    ...


    Back in Righteous Dao City, as Chu Xuan emerged from his third-tier cave dwelling and strolled around, he sensed an odd atmosphere.


    "Huh? The mood in the city is a bit eerie."


    His brow furrowed. He noticed several unfamiliar Golden Core cultivators in black and white robes who didn''t seem to belong to any known faction.


    "Unfamiliar faces..." Chu Xuan shook his head and contacted Duan Que via spiritual message.


    Soon, Duan Que replied, "Fellow daoist Huikong, I am on the third floor of the Cloudy Tea House in a private room. Let''s meet and talk."


    Moments later, Chu Xuan met with Duan Que at the tea house. Upon seeing him, Duan Que sighed heavily.


    "What''s happened?" Chu Xuan asked, puzzled by his friend''s demeanor.


    Duan Que spoke in a hushed tone, "Fellow daoist Huikong, you''ve seen those strangers in black and white robes outside, right?"


    "I have. Which faction do they belong to?" Chu Xuan inquired.


    Duan Que gave a bitter smile. "They''re from the Reincarnation Divine Church..."


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow in surprise. The Reincarnation Divine Church was a sixth-tier cultivation sect, a powerhouse. Why would they stoop to scrambling for resources with smaller sects?


    However, Chu Xuan quickly understood. Although a sixth-tier sect, the Reincarnation Divine Church also had many cultivators stuck at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages.


    Naturally, the emergence of a divine cave with resources capable of advancement like Deity Nurturing Elixir and Soul Breaking Spike would attract their attention.


    However, since the Reincarnation Divine Church was a higher-tier sect than the likes of Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, the Majestic Sword Sect, and the Celestial Sound Zen Temple, their cultivators would undoubtedly be more powerful. The direct involvement of the Reincarnation Divine Church''s cultivators seemed like an act of bullying the weak.


    "Have you ever encountered any of the Reincarnation Divine Church''s Nascent Soul cultivators, Benefactor Duan?" Chu Xuan asked casually.


    Duan Que nodded, "Yes, I''ve met one named Yun Zhongyu. He is a prodigy among the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Reincarnation Divine Church, achieving Golden Core at the age of one hundred twenty and Nascent Soul at three hundred. His future is boundless. The other cultivators from the Reincarnation Divine Church generally maintain some dignity and do not compete with fifth-level sects for resources."This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.


    As he spoke, Duan Que couldn''t help but let out a wry smile, "However, this Yun Zhongyu is notorious for using all means at his disposal. He has ventured into the hazardous battlefields more than once, seizing resources from lower-level sects."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. The extraterritorial battlefields were divided into hazardous, perilous, and extreme levels based on the danger they presented.


    Only Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators were permitted into hazardous battlefields to clear out ancient beast remnants. Deity Transformation beings were forbidden entry as their overwhelming power could destabilize these battlefields, potentially leading to their premature collapse.


    The rest of the Reincarnation Divine Church''s cultivators, relying on their status, had never descended to the hazardous realms to claim their share of the spoils. Yun Zhongyu''s willingness to shed his pride, coupled with his impressive talent, explained his rapid advancement in cultivation.


    "As for those Golden Core cultivators of the Reincarnation Divine Church, most are followers of Yun Zhongyu, all eager to partake in the treasures of the Deity Transformation being''s cave," Duan Que continued with a long sigh. "It seems they prefer to wait and capitalize on others'' efforts."


    Duan Que sighed again, his concern apparent. "I wonder how our Duan family cultivators are faring inside the cave. The situation inside the city has been communicated to them via spiritual message. It remains to be seen if they can hear it."


    Most caves of Deity Transformation powers possessed the ability to block sound, Chu Xuan reasoned. Those inside would likely learn of the happenings in Righteous Dao City only after exiting, by which time it might be too late.


    Yun Zhongyu, with his disregard for face, attacking lower-level sects in a perilous realm, would unlikely waste words. More likely, he would exterminate all who emerged from the cave and claim all treasures for himself.


    Fortunate for himself, Chu Xuan mused, to possess two ghost kings equivalent in power to Nascent Soul cultivators. Otherwise, with his mere eighth layer Golden Core cultivation, he would stand no chance in the upcoming opportunities.


    The backing of two resource-rich planets truly made a formidable edge.


    As Duan Que took a sip of tea, he suddenly remembered something and lowered his voice again, "Fellow daoist Huikong, I''ve heard that the two monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple stationed in the city are investigating you. They might be planning to make a move soon."


    Chu Xuan couldn''t help but chuckle.


    ''Well, I haven''t even made my move yet, and here they are, delivering themselves to my doorstep.''


    "Dragon Buddha above, this humble monk harbors no enmity with any soul, yet the Celestial Sound Zen Temple presses upon us so fiercely... should there be no other choice, I have to, alas, break my vow of non-violence."


    Chu Xuan clasped his hands in prayer, chanting the sacred Buddha''s name solemnly.


    Duan Que raised an eyebrow, "Fellow daoist Huikong, can you really overcome them?"


    With a face full of devout confidence, Chu Xuan proclaimed, "The Dragon Buddha worshiped at my Golden Dragon Temple surpasses the Celestial Sound Buddha in might. I believe that when the time comes, the Dragon Buddha will surely aid me!"


    Duan Que smacked his lips thoughtfully and pulled a demon charm from his storage bag, placing it into Chu Xuan''s palm. With seriousness, he said, "Fellow daoist Huikong, I don''t have many friends, but you are certainly one. I don''t have much to offer for protection; this was bought from a demonic cultivator''s stall. I''ll give you one Though the charm is sinister, it''s merely a tool. The sin lies with the maker, not the user. Do not worry, Fellow Daoist Huikong."


    Chu Xuan''s eyebrows twitched. Suddenly, he remembered the year Liu Zhenxiong had also secretly handed him a demon charm. At this moment, it felt just like that time.


    Chu Xuan sighed softly, "Thank you."


    With that, he rose and departed.


    Watching his retreating figure, Duan Que felt a sudden enigma enveloping the monk from the Golden Dragon Temple.


    What was Huikong sighing about in that instant? Was it because of the demon charm he had handed over? Or something else?


    Duan Que couldn''t tell.


    ...


    In the city of Righteous Dao, another month passed.


    The treasures buried deep within the Great Chasm glowed for several days without dispersing. It seemed that the Deity Transformation cave was about to open again.


    Chu Xuan, as usual, roamed the city. He had been wandering for many days now, wary lest the monks from Celestial Sound Zen Temple would not make a move. Such direct baiting tactics finally proved irresistible.


    In a narrow alley, Chu Xuan suddenly noticed a figure clad in a monk''s robe ahead. Looking behind, another robed figure blocked his path.


    "Huikong of the Golden Dragon Temple, it''s time to send you to the west¡ªpermanently!"


    The two figures sneered in unison.


    Chu Xuan smiled. A smile so broad, it filled the alley.

 Chapter 196: It Was You Who Forced Me

    Chu Xuan suddenly burst into laughter, startling the two monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple.


    Yuanzhi sneered, "Laughing at the brink of death, what''s so funny?"


    Yuanyi let out a sinister chuckle, "He must know he''s doomed. Might as well laugh a bit more before dying!"


    Both monks looked at Chu Xuan as if he were already a dead man.


    "Huikong, it''s unfortunate that you worship the Dragon Buddha¡ªour Celestial Sound Zen Temple has always despised foreign Buddhas!" Yuanzhi scoffed.


    Without hesitation, the two monks attacked Chu Xuan simultaneously from front and back.


    Yuanzhi swung a steel ring aimed directly at Chu Xuan''s head, while Yuanyi threw a monk''s knife, piercing Chu Xuan''s heart!


    In their minds, Huikong, who was only at the early stages of Golden Core cultivation, stood no chance against them.


    Fending off one magical treasure was plausible, but two was sheer folly!


    "Dragon Buddha above! Today, even I must break my vow of non-killing," Chu Xuan sighed deeply. "It was you who forced my hand."


    With those words, he gestured with his hand, and a colossal umbrella that obscured the sky suddenly appeared.


    A dark four-arm shadow burst forth from under the umbrella.


    Clang, clang!


    The two magic treasures fell to the ground, their light completely extinguished.


    Yuanzhi and Yuanyi hadn''t even recovered from their shock when a trident and a ring pommel saber viciously slashed toward them. In an instant, their souls were pierced and shattered!


    The four-arms figure opened its massive mouth and devoured their souls right there.


    The expression on its face was complex.


    So delicious. But no more could be eaten.


    With a casual gesture, Chu Xuan collected the corpses into the corpse tower, securing his storage bag at his waist.


    When he emerged from the alley once more, he had transformed back into Huikong, the high monk of the Golden Dragon Temple, revered for his boundless merit.


    "The Dragon Buddha is truly awesome," Chu Xuan intoned, a slight smile on his face.


    Now that the monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple had acted against him, it signaled that the opening of the Deity Transformation cave was imminent. The ultimate chaos was about to descend!


    Within the city, many were probably waiting for that moment to arrive.


    Several days later, at night, the ground suddenly began to tremble violently. The disturbance was so pronounced that even the cultivators within the Righteous Dao City felt it clearly. The city''s defensive array shook fiercely, nearly sustaining damage.


    All the cultivators ascended to the city walls, gazing in the direction of the Great Chasm. Indeed, there was a radiance shooting into the sky from that direction, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight. On the dark land in the distance, numerous shadows writhed, seemingly alerted by the noise and swiftly approaching.


    Chu Xuan clicked his tongue. It truly was a case of misfortunes never coming singly. The Deity Transformation cave had opened during the night. Swarms of Nether Crocodiles were already rushing towards them. This night was destined to be one of death.Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there.


    Most Golden Core cultivators lacked the means to deal with the Nether Crocodiles. If surrounded by a large number of these beasts, they were likely headed for certain death.


    However, Chu Xuan was different. His Yin Thunder Seeds could inflict damage on the Nether Crocodiles. A massive barrage of these bombs could blast open a path.


    Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!


    Several figures suddenly flew out of the Righteous Dao City, heading towards the Great Chasm. Shortly afterward, another dozen figures followed. Those daring to leave the city at night were either Nascent Soul cultivators or extremely confident Golden Core cultivators.


    Chu Xuan glanced over and noticed that the leaders were clad in black and white Daoist robes, clearly cultivators from the Reincarnation Divine Church like Yun Zhongyu.


    The second group to leave the city were monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple and cultivators from the Majestic Sword Sect, evidently going to rendezvous with their comrades.


    Disguised, Chu Xuan mingled with the third group of cultivators leaving the city, quietly slipping out.


    Moments later, at the Great Chasm.


    The cultivators occupied various positions, looking down upon the dark chasm from high vantage points. The spot claimed by Yun Zhongyu and other Reincarnation Divine Church cultivators was prime, offering an unobstructed view of the entrance to the Deity Transformation cave. Should anyone emerge from the cave, they could spot them immediately and contest for the treasures.


    No one else dared to stand close to Yun Zhongyu and the other Nascent Soul cultivators.


    Chu Xuan did not approach Yun Zhongyu either. Instead, he found a remote spot to observe the Great Chasm from a distance, waiting quietly. In such a massive melee, victory did not necessarily belong to those who stood closest or struck fastest. It depended on who could hold out the longest.


    Tick-tock, tick-tock.


    Time dripped away second by second. Each breath now seemed exceedingly prolonged. Every cultivator clenched their magic treasures tightly, their eyes fixed on the dark abyss of the Great Chasm.


    For many, this was their only chance. Missing it might mean never having another shot at reaching the Nascent Soul stage¡ªa step that could extend one''s life by five hundred years. After all, isn''t the pursuit of cultivation about seeking eternal life, to exist as long as the heavens?


    Boom!


    At a certain moment, the dark entrance to the Deity Transformation cave suddenly burst open! A figure who had been waiting for a long time dashed out, his face brimming with joy, clearly having reaped a great harvest within the cave.


    However, just as he took a few steps from the entrance, a chilly green light shot out from inside, piercing his heart in an instant.


    Another figure from within the cave swiftly advanced, snatching the fallen cultivator''s storage bag and preparing to use an escape technique to flee. But as he looked up, he saw figures looming on both sides of the Great Chasm. A chill ran down his spine.


    "I''ll take the treasures, and you can leave your life behind!" a cold voice called out.


    A massive hand slammed down with a thunderous crash, reducing the man to a pulp. His storage bag was then pulled through the air, landing in the hands of Yun Zhongyu.


    When a Nascent Soul powerhouse strikes, it is overwhelmingly domineering¡ªone blow was all it took to obliterate a Golden Core cultivator!


    The surrounding Golden Core cultivators, who had been hoping to pick up any leftovers, trembled with fear, not daring to even glance at Yun Zhongyu.


    Chu Xuan remained patient, continuing to wait. The initial Golden Core cultivators to emerge from the cave were merely the beginning. The real spectacle involved the Nascent Soul cultivators from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, Majestic Sword Sect, and Celestial Sound Zen Temple, as well as elder ancestors from the Duan, Lei, Bai, and Qin families, including some pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivators. They were the formidable ones likely to have secured the most valuable treasures within the cave.


    Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!


    Another seven or eight Golden Core cultivators burst out of the cave in quick succession. Yun Zhongyu managed to kill only two of them. The other five, likely anticipating an ambush outside, had used a costly blood escape technique the moment they emerged, quickly creating distance.


    Cultivators who had been waiting along the sides of the Great Chasm immediately charged to intercept them.


    Bang, bang, bang!


    Magic treasures clanged chaotically. Spells flew wildly in all directions. This dark night turned as lively as a bustling marketplace.


    "Uncle master, shouldn''t we deal with those people?" a disciple of the Reincarnation Divine Church asked quietly.


    Yun Zhongyu responded indifferently, "No need to bother with those minor pests. It''s the items from those Nascent Soul cultivators that I truly need."


    "Yes," the disciples of the Reincarnation Divine Church nodded gravely, continuing to wait.


    Whoosh! Suddenly, a thick bolt of lightning streaked out from the cave, followed by several smaller bolts. It was the Lei family''s Nascent Soul elder and their Golden Core cultivators!


    Yun Zhongyu''s eyes brightened, "Attack now!"

 Chapter 197: The Elixir Indeed Has a Predestined Connection with Our Buddha

    Yun Zhongyu didn''t hesitate and swiftly dashed forward. With a wave of his hand, a vast expanse of vapor condensed into a colossal water dragon that roared toward the Lei family''s elder.


    The elder, having anticipated an ambush outside the cave, scoffed coldly and promptly activated his defensive magic. Layers of sharp metallic energy formed a huge shield before him.


    However, when the water dragon struck the shield, the immense force caused the elder''s expression to change drastically.


    Boom!


    The shield of sharp metal was utterly shattered on impact. Although the water dragon had spent two-thirds of its strength, the remaining third slammed solidly into the Lei family elder. A flash of light at his chest shattered with a crack, and his body was flung into the dark night.


    Yun Zhongyu snorted coldly, leaving a command as he pursued further, "Handle them here. Leave none of the Golden Core cultivators from the five great powers alive."


    "Yes!" responded the Golden Core cultivators of the Reincarnation Divine Church in unison.


    In the deep darkness of the night, flashes of light from the battle between Nascent Soul cultivators flickered.


    The Lei family elder grunted painfully, his voice filled with disbelief, "Yun Zhongyu! You, a Nascent Soul elder of the Reincarnation Divine Church, dare to stoop to such a lower level battlefield. Aren''t you ashamed?"


    Yun Zhongyu replied with a cold laugh, "Ashamed? When I achieve Deity Transformation, who will dare utter a single word against me?"


    Boom, boom, boom!


    Powerful spells clashed fiercely. From the intensity, it was clear that the Lei family elder had tapped into the essence of his Nascent Soul. Once one resorts to using the Nascent Soul''s essence, it means a fight to the death!


    At that moment, several more figures shot out of the cave, and their escape speeds extremely fast, obviously Nascent Soul cultivators.


    "Shangguan Hao! Wei Ji! Hand over the Deity Nurturing Elixir to me!" demanded Duan Xiu, the elder ancestor of the Duan family, his expression dark, "I saw it first!"


    "Esteemed benefactors," interjected a high monk from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple, Miaoxin, his eyes reflecting a compassionate demeanor, "the Deity Nurturing Elixir, a spirit item for Deity Transformation, has a predestined connection with our monastery. Those without this destiny should not take it away."


    Wei Ji, a Nascent Soul cultivator from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, let out a sinister chuckle, "The Deity Nurturing Elixir is for those who find it; I merely took my share."


    "Shangguan Hao took much more; go after him," he pointed out as he headed east, while Shangguan Hao went west.


    Duan Xiu and Miaoxin exchanged glances, each pursuing their chosen targets with resolve.


    Suddenly, two pseudo-Nascent Soul stage cultivators burst out: Bai Changyuan from the Bai family and Qin Huan from the Qin family. Both were covered in wounds, their robes stained with blood.


    Qin Huan, his fury peaking, roared, "Bai Changyuan, you''ve killed my descendants. I swear to annihilate your entire lineage!"


    With that, he fled towards the Righteous Dao City.This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.


    Bai Changyuan let out a cold laugh, "Qin Huan, it''s either your demise or mine today! The fall of the Qin family begins tonight!" He promptly gave chase.


    The two continued to fight as they retreated into the deep night, moving away from the main battle.


    Meanwhile, the Golden Core cultivators who had emerged from the Deity Transformation cave were now entangled in fierce combat with those stationed on the sides of the Great Chasm.


    The scene was utter chaos. Friendships turned sour, brothers became enemies, and even fathers and sons were pitted against each other. Under the influence of their desires, the true nature of people unraveled layer by layer, like an onion, fully exposed to everyone.


    Chu Xuan remained uninvolved in the direct conflict. He lingered on the edge of the Great Chasm, seizing any opportunity to intervene¡ªbut not to mediate. His interventions were physical, directly tossing offenders into his Corpse Nurturing Tower after a brief altercation.


    From this scavenging, Chu Xuan managed to secure seven storage bags, though their contents were mediocre. These individuals had probably not ventured deep into the cave and had hurried out as soon as it reopened.


    "It seems I need to intervene in a Nascent Soul fight to find anything worthwhile," Chu Xuan thought, turning his attention to Bai Changyuan and Qin Huan.


    He noticed something odd about the duo. They appeared to be fighting fiercely, but in reality, they were merely putting on a show¡ªfighting while retreating, seemingly eager to return to the Righteous Dao City.


    Chu Xuan wasn''t the only one to notice. Yuanming of the Celestial Sound Zen Temple also sensed something amiss and quickly communicated his suspicions to the high monk Miaoxin.


    Miaoxin pondered briefly, then abandoned his pursuit of the elusive Wei Ji, turning instead to chase after Bai Changyuan and Qin Huan. Compared to other Nascent Soul cultivators, these two Pseudo-Infants seemed easier targets.


    During their earlier skirmish within the cave, he had felt that their behavior was suspicious. They seemed to be engaged in a deadly battle, blood flying and secret techniques frequently deployed, yet there was no clear outcome.


    Initially, Miaoxin thought it might just be a trivial skirmish. Now, he suspected that the duo might have obtained a significant treasure and were staging their fights as a retreat strategy.


    If they managed to return to the city and utilize its defensive formations, it would be too late to intervene.


    As Miaoxin propelled himself with his fastest escape technique toward Bai Changyuan and Qin Huan, the latter two were in the midst of a revealing conversation.


    "Heh heh, no one would guess that we''re just putting on a show," Bai Changyuan chuckled softly.


    Qin Huan shook his head, cautioning, "We should still be careful. Our constant fighting in the cave might have drawn some attention."


    Bai Changyuan nodded in agreement, then expressed with a sigh, "The real treasure of the Deity Transformation cave isn''t the Deity Nurturing Elixir or the Soul-Breaking Spike, but these two pieces of miraculous jade!"


    "If I''m not mistaken, once fully refined, they will surely form an innate spirit body!" he speculated.


    Qin Huan also nodded somberly, "Indeed, with this jade, our families will surely be able to nurture a Nascent Soul cultivator in the future."


    "Our family''s revitalization is in sight!" The two exchanged a look, seeing the joy in each other''s eyes. They were both near the end of their lifespans and had reached the limits of their potential. Such treasures would naturally not be wasted on themselves¡ªthat would be a squander.


    If used on a family descendant with excellent spiritual roots, within three hundred years, they could definitely cultivate a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even in death, they would rest easy knowing this.


    Their reason for cooperating was simple. Their competitors were all Nascent Soul cultivators, and there were surely others lying in wait outside the cave. As mere False Nascent Soul, their chances of escaping with the miraculous jade were slim. Thus, deception was their chosen strategy, planned even before entering the cave.


    While they were pleased with their plan, a voice suddenly interrupted their satisfaction.


    "Why are esteemed cultivators so joyful? Might you share your joy with this humble monk? Could it be that you have something on you that is destined for our Celestial Sound Zen Temple?"


    Miaoxin emerged from the misty darkness, appearing before them.


    His muscular physique made his loose kasaya look like a tight garment. Bai Changyuan and Qin Huan, who had been laughing moments before, suddenly turned pale with shock. They couldn''t believe that their act had been seen through.


    "This monk senses that the esteemed cultivators indeed possess something destined for our Buddha," Miaoxin said, his smile broadening. "Please leave it behind. The Buddha is merciful; it won''t be painful."


    As his words faded, two shadows suddenly swept from his body. His kasaya, like a dark cloud, enveloped Bai Changyuan while thirty-six prayer beads, like steel balls charged with lightning, targeted Qin Huan''s vital points. Unseen on the ground, additional shadows crept stealthily forward, adding to the ambush.

 Chapter 198: My Virtue is Immense

    Moments later, Bai Changyuan''s eyes bulged grotesquely like those of a goldfish, and he died, blood streaming from all his orifices.


    Qin Huan''s chest was pierced by Miaoxin''s fist, blood pouring out like a fountain. Clutching at Miaoxin''s fist, blood spewed from his mouth as he gasped, "Monks of the Celestial Sound Zen Temple... why... do you also harbor ghosts..."


    Miaoxin casually tore off Qin Huan''s arm, his expression unchanging, "I am not harboring ghosts; I am liberating them. If I do not, demonic cultivators will eventually discover this being and capture it, and a formidable demon would then arise in this world. My actions are righteous and meritorious."


    Thud.


    Qin Huan''s lifeless body hit the ground, and his soul was cleanly devoured by the ghost infant cultivated by Miaoxin.


    "Return," Miaoxin commanded casually.


    The ferocious ghost infant seemed eager to consume more, almost as if it wanted to break free from his control.


    Miaoxin''s brows furrowed as he murmured an incantation under his breath. The ghost infant immediately began to squeal miserably, but ultimately, it obediently returned to his sleeve.


    "Good child, there will be more souls for you to consume shortly, be patient," Miaoxin said, his rough fingers gently caressing the ghost infant''s head.


    Suddenly, the ghost infant fixed its gaze in a specific direction. Miaoxin raised his thick eyebrows and turned around, "Who''s there? Why skulk in the shadows?"


    A figure emerged from the darkness¡ªChu Xuan.


    He observed the ghost infant in Miaoxin''s sleeve and smiled slightly, "Huikong from the Golden Dragon Temple, I have long admired Master Miaoxin''s renown."


    Miaoxin sized up Chu Xuan and said flatly, "Golden Dragon Temple? I remember now, you are the one Yuanming mentioned."


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly.


    Miaoxin remained calm, "You not only don''t flee but also show yourself before me. What makes you so confident?"


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, "No particular reason, I just wish to request something from Master Miaoxin."


    "What is it?" Miaoxin asked.


    "Your life."


    As the words fell, the two struck out at the same time.


    The sounds fell from Miaoxin''s mouth, forming intricate Sanskrit Buddha characters. This is a unique method of the Celestial Sound Zen Temple.


    Miaoxin was uncertain of how long Chu Xuan had been watching from the shadows. He had utilized his kasaya and prayer beads earlier, leaving his sound wave magic as the yet unseen technique.


    However, he was not overly concerned about Huikong; as Yuanming had informed him, Huikong of the Golden Dragon Temple was merely a minor Golden Core cultivator.


    Besides a layer of merit wheel, he seemed unremarkable. Miaoxin thought he could spare Huikong''s life temporarily, erasing his merits before eventually executing him, thereby reducing the backlash of negative karma he would face. The Celestial Sound Zen Temple had numerous methods to silently diminish one''s merits.This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.


    As the sound waves burst forth, the ghost infant also suddenly swept out, aiming for Chu Xuan''s groin like a bat skimming the ground.


    However, as it neared Chu Xuan''s feet, a ferocious and strong hand suddenly appeared, grabbing the ghost infant by the throat. With a fierce tear, the ghost infant was ripped in two, then stuffed into a gaping maw, and chewed with satisfaction.


    Meanwhile, the sonic wave attack Miaoxin had launched had not yet reached Chu Xuan, as it was intercepted by four sinister ghost artifacts.


    Miaoxin stared, disbelieving, "Two Ghost Kings!"


    Wasn''t Huikong supposed to be a Golden Core monk like him? How could he possibly have nurtured two Ghost Kings? Wasn''t he afraid of being devoured by them?


    "Kill," Chu Xuan said nonchalantly.


    "Woof woof!" responded the four-armed ghost king.


    "Alright!" replied the two-armed one.


    The two Ghost Kings swiftly moved into action, while a total of five ghost instruments hammered down on Miaoxin.


    Miaoxin''s pupils shrank. Instinctively, he deployed a defensive spell. A golden shield formed of light suddenly appeared but was instantly shattered by the ghost instruments'' assault.


    Even though his merits had the power to counteract yin evil spirits, they could not withstand a full-force attack from two Ghost Kings, especially when combined with five lifebound ghost artifacts.


    Crack!


    The golden light shattered, and Miaoxin was blown back, blood spraying in mid-air. Filled with terror, he hesitated no further and attempted to flee using his Nascent Soul, which sparkled with golden light and was surrounded by a merit wheel.


    "Thinking of escaping?" Chu Xuan scoffed coldly.


    He pointed his finger, and Four Arms and Two Arms charged fiercely toward Miaoxin.


    As the two ghost kings swiftly blocked Miaoxin''s Nascent Soul from escaping, the little soul pleaded in panic, "Don''t kill me, I have accrued a lot of merit, killing me will bring you great karmic retribution!"


    Chu Xuan scoffed, "My merits are slightly greater than yours, I fear no retribution."


    With a crisp snap, the Nascent Soul was torn in two, each half gulped down by Four Arms and Two Arms ghost kings. Two Arms seemed to relish the feast, while Four Arms ate with some reluctance.


    Chu Xuan frowned as he watched.


    "Damn it. Even eating a Nascent Soul seems to distress you. What use are you!" He thought, deciding to keep using them for now, nonetheless.


    Casually, Chu Xuan collected Miaoxin''s corpse into his Corpse Nurturing Tower and took the storage bag, preparing to vanish from the scene.


    "Huh? More from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple coming? Perfect, I''ll send them all to meet their Buddha."


    Chu Xuan sneered as Yuanming and two other monks arrived, having heard Miaoxin''s distress call and coming to assist their uncle master. However, upon arriving, they found only signs of a battle and bloodstains¡ªneither Miaoxin nor Bai Changyuan and Qin Huan were anywhere to be seen.


    "What are you looking at?" a voice suddenly rang out behind them.


    Yuanming and his companions whirled around to face the newcomer¡ªan unexpected figure. Huikong from the Golden Dragon Temple!


    Yuanming''s brow furrowed instinctively. Something felt very off. The other two monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple, however, didn''t share this feeling and looked at Chu Xuan with derision.


    "Golden Dragon Temple''s Huikong? You''re still alive?" one taunted.


    "Pfft, looks like you''ve been hiding in the cave all this time, avoiding Yuanzhi and Yuanyi''s attack," the other mocked.


    "Now you''ve walked right into our arms. You''re really seeking death," they jeered. "That thing you worship, what''s it called, the Dragon Buddha? We''ll send you to meet him!"


    The unease in Yuanming''s heart deepened. He couldn''t help but ask, "Where''s our uncle master?"


    Chu Xuan grinned broadly, lifting the Corpse Nurturing Tower, "He''s inside, waiting for you."


    Yuanming''s heart raced, and he instinctively stepped back. "Junior brothers, retreat! Something''s wrong with this one!"


    But as he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, he saw a massive ghostly shadow yank the souls right out of his junior brothers'' bodies!


    Yuanming tried to flee, only to feel himself becoming ethereal. Looking down, he saw a grotesque, bald figure standing on the ground¡ªit was his own body! His last thought vanished as he too was swiftly turned into hundreds of pieces and consumed by Two Arms.


    After slaying Miaoxin and Yuanming among others, Chu Xuan felt no backlash of negative karma. Upon introspecting, he found his three layers of merit wheels still intact. "It seems the merit wheels don''t just add up; they multiply exponentially... Killing two with a single layer of merit wheels is nothing to me."


    Chu Xuan smacked his lips. He recalled Four Arms and the Two Arms, disappearing back into the dark night.


    The hunt was far from over.

 Chapter 199: Acquired Miraculous Jade

    The deaths of Miaoxin, Yuanming, and others did not cause even a ripple in the long, dark night. After all, in such pitch darkness, who could see anything? How could anyone know that a Nascent Soul cultivator had fallen?


    At most, someone might suddenly realize, "Huh? Why have the people from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple suddenly disappeared?"


    Meanwhile, other battles continued elsewhere.


    Duan Xiu, the elder of the Duan family, pursued Shangguan Hao but ended up severely injured by him and was forced to flee. Hindered by a group of Nether Crocodiles, Shangguan Hao also had to give up the chase.


    Miaoxin had initially pursued Wei Ji but then chose to chase Bai Changyuan and Qin Huan instead, a decision that ultimately led to his death by Chu Xuan''s hand.


    Wei Ji, after making a full circle, returned to the vicinity of the Great Chasm, now harboring thoughts against Yun Zhongyu. Though he had not seen Yun Zhongyu before, he recognized the black and white Daoist robes of the Reincarnation Divine Church.


    Combining this with Yun Zhongyu''s notorious reputation, Wei Ji could guess who was so brazen as to scavenge resources on such a dangerous battlefield.


    "The Reincarnation Divine Church... they''ll eventually target our Feather Transformation Heaven Palace anyway, might as well find an opportunity to kill him now," Wei Ji thought, his eyes gleaming cruelly as he watched two figures fighting in the distance.


    He had learned from various cultivators in this extramundane battlefield about Spirit Feather True Master secretly hoarding the Turbid World Blue Lotus. The Reincarnation Divine Church had a reputation for ruthlessly killing a powerful Deity Transformation being just like that.


    This ruthlessness deeply unsettled Wei Ji, who suspected that the Reincarnation Divine Church might already be covertly instigating lesser sects against the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace. For this reason, he wanted to strike first.


    Yun Zhongyu was exceptionally talented and had experienced many fortuitous encounters. If Wei Ji could kill him and seize his treasures, his own prospects would be immensely bright.


    However, after watching Yun Zhongyu battle Lei Mingyang, the elder from the Lei family, for just a short while, Wei Ji''s expression changed. Yun Zhongyu''s capabilities were formidable.


    Lei Mingyang, a well-known Nascent Soul cultivator, was constantly under pressure from Yun Zhongyu. If not for Lei Mingyang''s abundant life-saving treasures, he would probably have already been slain by Yun Zhongyu.


    Swallowing hard, Wei Ji''s initial ambition faded completely.


    Plop!


    As Lei Mingyang''s Nascent Soul fled in terror, abandoning both his storage bag and body, Wei Ji''s thoughts cleared completely. Having fought with Lei Mingyang inside the cave, he knew they were evenly matched.


    "Perhaps I should find someone else to challenge."


    Wei Ji gave a resigned smile as he began searching for Miaoxin, Bai Changyuan, and Qin Huan. Unbeknownst to him, all three had already perished.


    "Hmph, these people are indeed cunning," he muttered to himself.


    In the meantime, Yun Zhongyu casually dissipated the magic in his hand. His recent clash with Lei Mingyang had been immense, drawing many spectators. Naturally, many hoped to see both warriors grievously wounded, ready to swoop in and scavenge.This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience.


    However, seeing Yun Zhongyu emerge almost unscathed and severely wound Lei Mingyang, forcing him to abandon his treasures and flee as a Nascent Soul, the onlookers swiftly curbed their greed. After all, a tiger at its peak and a dying tiger are entirely different prospects.


    Catching Lei Mingyang''s fleeing Nascent Soul might prove useful, but Yun Zhongyu dismissed the thought as he scanned Lei Mingyang''s storage bag with his spiritual sense and was profoundly disappointed.


    Others had misunderstood his goal; he was not after the Deity Nurturing Elixir. Being only at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, he was still far from the late stage, with at least a hundred years left to slowly seek out the items necessary for Deity Transformation.


    What he sought was the "Acquired Miraculous Jade" within the cave. Long before the cave''s emergence, he had received intelligence about it and, after several covert verifications, had confirmed its existence.


    The cave''s master was a prodigious Deity Transformation cultivator from the Reincarnation Divine Church, two thousand years ago¡ªa notorious renegade responsible for countless slaughters.


    His greatest achievement was this Acquired Miraculous Jade. Essentially, he had extracted the innate spirit bodies from numerous uniquely talented cultivators and attempted to embed them in various spiritual objects of heaven and earth. Most of these attempts failed, but a few succeeded, resulting in the creation of the miraculous jade.


    This formidable cultivator confided only in his closest junior brother, who was Yun Zhongyu''s master, the revered True Master Tiancang.


    After the cultivator''s unexpected death in a conflict between the Reincarnation Divine Church and the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, the knowledge of the jade''s existence became obscured.


    True Master Tiancang, along with Yun Zhongyu, had searched for the cave on extramundane battlefields for many years, never succeeding in finding it. Over the years, True Master Tiancang had all but forgotten about it, but Yun Zhongyu still vividly remembered.


    Unexpectedly, he discovered that the cave was hidden in this battlefield!


    Why was the Acquired Miraculous Jade unparalleled in the world? If one''s spiritual roots were compatible, refining and absorbing the jade could grant a corresponding postnatal spirit body. Even if the fit wasn''t perfect, one might still acquire a weakened version of the postnatal spirit body!


    Yun Zhongyu was indeed among the elite talents within the Reincarnation Divine Church, but he was not without peers. Above him, there were two others, known as the "Reincarnation Holy Children," a man and a woman who were the true chosen of the heavens.


    In fifty years, the next selection for Holy Children would take place. To ascend to the ranks of the Holy Children, Yun Zhongyu knew he had to employ every method at his disposal. The postnatal spirit body represented the quickest and best strategy he could conceive.


    "In this desperate hour, I must resort to this tactic," Yun Zhongyu clenched his teeth. He had secretly extracted the soul and blood of the prodigious cultivator''s descendant, refining it into a special magic treasure.


    His master had told him that when the prodigious cultivator had created the Acquired Miraculous Jade, he had also mixed his own essence blood into it.


    Now that the cave had opened, someone must have acquired the Miraculous Jade. Using the descendant''s blood soul as a guide might lead him to its whereabouts!


    Yun Zhongyu produced a blood-red disc. On its surface was a pitch-black, blood-stained needle. Upon closer inspection, the needle was evidently crafted from polished white bone.


    Wrapped around it were strands of essence blood and countless souls of the wronged. These were the souls and essence blood of three hundred sixty-two descendants of the prodigy.


    "Seek!"


    Yun Zhongyu formed an ancient seal with his hands and struck the blood-red disc. The needle immediately began to spin wildly, soon pointing in a specific direction.


    Overjoyed, Yun Zhongyu swiftly dashed off, his intuition confirmed. Someone had indeed found the Acquired Miraculous Jade and taken it out!


    In a blink, Yun Zhongyu had crossed to the other side of the Great Chasm. Wherever he passed, cultivators changed color and hurriedly dodged aside.


    But Yun Zhongyu would not let anyone obstruct his path. Any cultivator standing in his way was instantly reduced to a pulp, their storage bags securely fastened to his waist as he passed.


    Buzz, buzz, buzz!


    The blood-red disc vibrated more intensely, amplifying Yun Zhongyu''s joy. This meant he was very close to the person in possession of the jade.


    "Who is it? Who?" Yun Zhongyu lifted the blood-red disc and scanned around. His gaze followed the needle''s direction, ultimately fixing on a monk.

 Chapter 200: A Good Place for You to Depart

    The moment Yun Zhongyu saw Chu Xuan, Chu Xuan also spotted him.


    "Die!"


    Yun Zhongyu wasted no time, immediately activating a spell. A giant hand formed from condensed vapor lunged toward Chu Xuan.


    In Yun Zhongyu''s perception, his opponent was merely an early-stage Golden Core cultivator¡ªan easy kill.


    Chu Xuan''s instincts screamed a warning. He recognized his opponent at first glance and was astonished that Yun Zhongyu would attack without a word. This efficiency was what surprised him most.


    Faced with the swiftly approaching giant hand, Chu Xuan did not hesitate. He expended some of his accumulated merit to cast the Mahayana Swift Escape.


    In an instant, his body vanished from the spot, reappearing more than ten zhang away. The water vapor hand grasped at empty air.


    Yun Zhongyu''s expression turned to one of surprise. In that instant, the monk had burst forth with a speed that rivaled even early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. This person indeed harbored secrets!


    Interest piqued, Yun Zhongyu immediately gave chase. The surrounding cultivators were astounded to see a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Reincarnation Divine Church pursuing a Golden Core monk. Could there be some hidden secret? Their curiosity piqued, many turned their eyes toward the chase.


    Yet, even as they watched, they knew full well the likely outcome. If Yun Zhongyu aimed to kill someone, that person was as good as dead. Even the Lei family''s patriarch had only managed to escape by abandoning his Nascent Soul and storage bag. How could a mere Golden Core cultivator withstand Yun Zhongyu''s formidable ferocity?


    Wei Ji, having circled the area, felt frustrated. What had happened to Miaoxin, Bai Changyuan, and Qin Huan? It was as if they had evaporated. Surely they couldn''t have escaped back to the Righteous Dao City?


    As Wei Ji pondered, he suddenly noticed Yun Zhongyu pursuing a monk. Raising an eyebrow, he too followed from a distance.


    Shangguan Hao, who was also roaming the outskirts of the battlefield, hunting those Golden Core cultivators who had acquired treasures, noticed and followed as well.


    Wan Wuying, Zhao Wuya, and Huang Yuanwu, hidden among the crowd, also observed this scene.


    Zhao Wuya whispered, "I know of this monk; he calls himself Huikong, from the Golden Dragon Temple."


    Wan Wuying was somewhat astonished, "Golden Dragon Temple... Huikong?"


    He recalled being trapped by the Divine Star Sect''s leader in the Misty Manor, where he was regularly bled to nourish fierce ghosts.


    Huikong was the monk dispatched by the Golden Dragon Temple to guard the Misty Manor. Wasn''t he already slain by Chu Xuan? How could he appear on the extraterritorial battlefield?


    "It must be a false name, perhaps a Golden Core cultivator from the Southern Wilderness," Huang Yuanwu frowned, even he was not quite convinced by his own words.


    They knew nearly all the Golden Core cultivators from the Southern Wilds. How could there still be someone who came to the extramundane battlefield claiming to be Huikong?Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit.


    Wan Wuying''s mind entertained a guess, but he dared not confirm it. After a moment of thought, he said earnestly, "The identity of this Huikong is a mystery. He''s being pursued by Yun Zhongyu and faces a slim chance of survival. Let''s not get involved."


    Despite his suspicions, he was unwilling to gamble. They were merely Golden Core cultivators themselves; how could they possibly match a mid-stage Nascent Soul like Yun Zhongyu? They could only hope that this "Huikong" would find his own luck.


    Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu nodded repeatedly, fully aware of their own limits. Engaging in matters beyond their capabilities was something they were keen to avoid.


    Chu Xuan and Yun Zhongyu continued to fight as they retreated, quickly moving into a desolate wasteland. Yun Zhongyu did not wish to reveal his trump cards, and neither did Chu Xuan.


    Observing a tide of Nether Crocodiles approaching like a flood, Yun Zhongyu scoffed. "Do you plan to use the Nether Crocodiles to escape? You may not realize that for a Nascent Soul cultivator, Nether Crocodiles are hardly a challenge; they just require a bit more effort."


    His spiritual sense was exceptionally strong, and he feared not the Nether Crocodiles. Even surrounded by hundreds of thousands, he could easily slaughter his way out.


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "No, I''ve merely chosen a good place for your departure."


    Yun Zhongyu was momentarily taken aback, then burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, being threatened by a mere Golden Core monk was preposterous.


    This little monk is audacious.


    "Die then."


    Yun Zhongyu''s smile vanished as he gestured with his hand. The sky filled with water vapor, condensing into countless enormous droplets that descended like a deluge.


    The Sky Ice Rain, a spell he had long been famous for, inflicted widespread damage. Even an opponent employing the essence of Nascent Soul might not escape. This sky of ice rain was meant not only to annihilate the Golden Core monk before him but also to kill a large group of Nether Crocodiles.


    However, to his surprise, the monk''s figure blurred once again. When he reappeared, he had astonishingly moved out of the ice rain''s coverage, closing the distance to within twenty zhang!


    "This level of evasion technique surpasses even False Nascent Soul cultivators. An ordinary Golden Core cultivator could not possibly master it¡ªit must be a profoundly draining secret technique. Why can he use it repeatedly in such a short span?"


    Yun Zhongyu was stunned. Yet, he instinctively unleashed a long sword wrapped in frost, slashing down in a deadly arc.


    Chu Xuan extended his hand, summoning a string of purple beads that suddenly flew out and unfurled, intercepting the frosty sword''s strike.


    Clang!


    The icy long sword chopped down. The string of beads wailed mournfully as they scattered across the ground, some even cleaved in two by the sword. But that had been enough. The distance between Chu Xuan and Yun Zhongyu had now closed to just five zhang¡ªa perfect range for close-quarters combat.


    Chu Xuan suddenly thrust out a punch.


    Boom!


    His fist honed through thirty layers of physical refinement, tore through the air, aiming straight for Yun Zhongyu''s face. Yun Zhongyu quickly raised a defensive spell to block it.


    Bang!


    The defensive spell dimmed rapidly under the impact. He was taken aback. No wonder this man was so confident¡ªhe was a rare physical cultivator! And judging by his form, he must be at a high level of body refinement, possibly even at the thirtieth layer!


    "Foolish move," Yun Zhongyu sneered. "Being so close, I can use my soul art to end your life in a single strike!"


    Yun Zhongyu''s spiritual sense formed an invisible giant hand, crashing towards Chu Xuan.


    Chu Xuan simply grinned. "Being this close, you''ve no chance to escape."


    He gestured, and suddenly, an umbrella that could cover the sky appeared above him. Two enormous ghostly shadows burst forth, and five natal ghost artifacts viciously struck down.


    Yun Zhongyu''s soul attack was instantly blocked by the second ghostly figure''s intervention. The figure merely grunted and staggered back a few zhang.


    Meanwhile, the four ghost instruments wielded by the first figure smashed solidly onto Yun Zhongyu amidst his shocked gaze.


    Bang!


    A sound of unbearable pressure at the spiritual level immediately echoed in Yun Zhongyu''s mind. His brain felt as if it were being trampled by countless giant elephants. Dizzy and unable to think clearly, his only coherent thought was an expletive.


    ''Damn! This Golden Core junior has actually summoned two Ghost Kings! Looks like I''m about to capsize in the gutter!''

 Chapter 201: Merit Reversal! Sin Karma Saber!

    Yun Zhongyu endured the severe pain in his head and spat out a large mouthful of Nascent Soul essence. His spiritual hand, grown vast in the wind, positioned itself defiantly before him.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    The four ghost artifacts were blocked by the spiritual hand. The spiritual hand struck fiercely once more, forcing Four Arms to retreat several zhang.


    However, the spiritual hand dimmed on the spot and dissipated into nothingness.


    Chu Xuan couldn''t help but shake his head. The true prowess of a Nascent Soul cultivator lies in their Nascent Soul essence. Using Nascent Soul essence can unreasonably enhance the power of one''s spells.


    Yun Zhongyu had expended some of his Nascent Soul essence in his earlier duel with Lei Mingyang. And yet, he could still release such a significant amount. He truly is a prodigious figure from the Reincarnation Divine Sect.


    Taking advantage of this brief respite to catch his breath, Yun Zhongyu immediately activated a golden rope, which whipped towards Chu Xuan, attempting to entangle him.


    The Ghost King was indeed formidable. But killing the one who controlled the Ghost King would naturally break the control over the twin Ghost Kings.


    From the corner of his eye, Yun Zhongyu glimpsed the twin Ghost Kings, his eyes glinting with greed.


    Ghosts possessing life-bound ghost artifacts were rare. And this four-armed Ghost King had four life-bound ghost artifacts¡ªtruly a rarity in the world. If he could seize them, his power would surely soar.


    As for the objections that other cultivators within the Reincarnation Divine Sect might have...


    What a joke. The distinction between righteous and demonic is but a thought away. Would he care about that?


    Thus, Yun Zhongyu''s attack on Chu Xuan was not with an aggressive magic treasure but a controlling one. He aimed to dominate Chu Xuan''s spirit. To force him to relinquish the soul marks of the twin Ghost Kings, allowing himself to take control!


    Seeing that Yun Zhongyu had thrown a golden rope, Chu Xuan already had a plan in mind. He quickly guessed Yun Zhongyu''s intentions.


    Chu Xuan sneered. He commanded his Two Arms to position itself in front of him. Meanwhile, he expended his merit to use the Mahayana Swift Escape, swiftly retreating.


    In an instant, he dodged the golden rope. At the same time, his left hand, hidden in his sleeve, casually swept through the air. It seemed to scatter something stealthily.


    Clang! Clang! Clang!


    The two exchanged several more blows.


    Chu Xuan threw out a multitude of demonic talismans. Various spirits like wolf, tiger, and snake souls swarmed around Yun Zhongyu, biting chaotically.


    Yun Zhongyu was exasperated. Although these were only Golden Core period spectral souls, their numbers were overwhelming. He had just crushed one when more fearless spectral souls charged at him.


    In less than a hundred breaths'' time, this fellow had thrown out a hundred talismans! Such things weren''t easy to make. How could the opponent throw them as if they cost nothing?


    Moreover, in the gaps between throwing talismans, he hurled numerous other Golden Core period charms, such as the Earth Prison Charm, the Five Thunder Charm, and others.Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit.


    While their controlling effects were weak and their power not great, they were like mosquito bites. An occasional sting here and there was enough to drive him mad.


    Yun Zhongyu was immensely annoyed. He felt this person was like a slippery snake. Weak, yet always out of grasp. And he had to worry about being bitten by the snake''s venomous fangs.


    In that case...


    He could only give up on controlling the twin Ghost Kings.


    Time for a decisive strike!


    "Kill!"


    Chu Xuan bellowed.


    Two Arms maneuvered the battlefield, once again deploying its merits. This was, after all, a Ghost King, and Yun Zhongyu dared not clash directly. He immediately tapped into the nearly depleted spiritual sense within his sea of awareness, trying to employ a secret spiritual technique for self-protection.


    But suddenly, he found that the flow of his spiritual sense became obstructed. It felt as if something was clogging his meridians.


    Yun Zhongyu''s face changed abruptly.


    Poisoned! When had he been poisoned?!


    Chu Xuan, noticing his subtly changed expression, immediately laughed.


    During their earlier clash, he had been secretly spreading poison powder while carefully holding his breath. He had spread a total of twenty-two types of poison powder.


    Three were highly toxic, eight were slow-acting, five damaged the soul, and six harmed the body, most had no effect.


    Unexpectedly, it was the "Mind Corrupting Dust" that had attached to the spiritual sense and entered the body, slowing the flow of the spiritual sense!


    Yun Zhongyu was indeed a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. His resistance to poison was too strong.


    Chu Xuan resolved to delve deeper into the art of poisoning in the future. Aiming to develop more potent poisons. In the high-stakes exchange between experts, victory often hinged on a single breath.


    Due to this momentary slowdown, Yun Zhongyu failed to instantly cast his spiritual secret technique. The waiting Four Arms seized the opportunity, closed in, and launched a relentless assault!


    A ring pommel saber, a vajra mace, a steel hammer, and a trident spear incessantly greeted Yun Zhongyu.


    Yun Zhongyu was a step slow every step of the way, always on the receiving end of blows. His sea of awareness kept trembling. His spirit was in grave danger.


    Deep within his heart, Yun Zhongyu finally sensed the terrifying specter of death. Previously, he thought the worst outcome would be a minor setback, but he could still defeat this Golden Core junior.


    Now, however, he felt a genuine threat to his life¡ªan unbelievable turn of events! If he hesitated to use his trump card, he was certain to die. He had a strong premonition.


    "Damn it... Truly damned! How could I be forced to this extent!" Yun Zhongyu roared.


    His body suddenly erupted in dazzling golden light, and a wheel of merit gold began spinning rapidly behind his head. In that moment, the surrounding darkness was illuminated as if it were broad daylight, drawing the gazes of many cultivators toward him.


    "Merit Reversal! Sin Karma Saber!"


    Yun Zhongyu bellowed as he suddenly spat out a palm-sized dagger. This was his life-bound magic treasure, the Sin Karma Saber. Apart from two saints in the Reincarnation Divine Sect, very few could force him to deploy this treasure.


    The merit wheel behind Yun Zhongyu spun wildly in reverse at this moment. Instantly, it transformed into raging karmic flames, burning fiercely. Yun Zhongyu was immediately enveloped by a robust force of sinister karma as if an invisible blade was cutting down his fortune¡ªheralding disaster and reducing his lifespan.


    Wei Ji, Shangguan Hao, and others watched Yun Zhongyu in shock. Any cultivator aiming for a higher realm would consciously or unconsciously accumulate merit. Merit brought many benefits, most importantly, it could lessen the power of heavenly tribulations¡ªtribulations that were far from trivial.


    From breaking the Golden Core to form the Nascent Soul, facing the Nascent Soul tribulation, the Deity Transformation tribulation, the Astral Projection tribulation, and so on¡ªsurviving these meant becoming a great power, living freely for hundreds to thousands of years. Failing meant becoming dust, with one''s body and path utterly destroyed!


    It was not surprising for Yun Zhongyu, a prodigy of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, to possess a layer of merit wheel. But being driven to this extent, to reluctantly reverse his merit into karma, all to kill his opponent, was extraordinary.


    The reversal of merit into sinister karma significantly increased its power. As long as the opponent''s merit was not superior to his own, even if only slightly stronger, they couldn''t withstand this terrifying attack of sinister karma¡ªthey would be instantly annihilated!


    "Die!"


    Yun Zhongyu''s face was fierce as he vowed to slay Chu Xuan along with the twin Ghost Kings.


    Two Arms''s expression grew serious, positioning itself in front of Chu Xuan.


    "Father, if I die, please take care of the Four Arms. He''s quite troublesome. Used to be greedy, now he vomits every day..."


    Four Arms barked a few times and also charged in front of Chu Xuan. The four life-bound ghost artifacts were deployed, intently focusing on the suddenly approaching Sin Karma Saber.


    Chu Xuan watched the oncoming Sin Karma Saber, merely offering a slight smile.

 Chapter 202: The Power of Three Layers of Merit Wheel!

    "Two Arms, Four Arms, step back," Chu Xuan said calmly.


    "Father¡­" Two Arms exclaimed in shock.


    "Woof?" Four Arms appeared confused.


    Chu Xuan waved his hand, "Step back."


    Two Arms and Four Arms then moved aside.


    Chu Xuan stood with his chest open, his brow completely exposed. The Sin Karma Saber could now pierce through his forehead without any hindrance!


    At this moment, Yun Zhongyu''s complexion was ashen. He even felt as though the world around him was rejecting his presence. Seeing Chu Xuan letting the twin Ghost Kings step aside, calmly facing the incoming Sin Karma Saber, his expression turned to one of bafflement.


    The fate of the Ghost Kings was tied to this man. Should he die, the Ghost Kings would also perish. Could this man be so compassionate as to not want the Ghost Kings to suffer in his stead?


    Impossible¡­What was amiss here?


    Nearby, Wei Ji, Shangguan Hao, and other cultivators who witnessed this scene were also filled with shock and confusion.


    "What the¡­?"


    Could it be that this man thought he was doomed and thus chose to face his death with composure?


    Wan Wuying also witnessed this scene, merely sighing lightly.


    When you provoke someone you shouldn''t have, this is the consequence¡­ My good junior brother, when I step onto the Nascent Soul path, I will place a flower on your grave in the future.


    Just as everyone thought Chu Xuan was certainly doomed¡ªThree layers of merit wheels suddenly appeared behind Chu Xuan''s head!


    They spun continuously, resembling blooming lotuses. Fragrances filled the air! Golden flowers fell chaotically! Heavenly chants resonated! All divine beasts roared in unison!


    He appeared both divine and saintly!


    All sorts of miraculous visions surrounded Chu Xuan, appearing and vanishing intermittently, making him seem like a banished immortal stepping down to earth!


    People''s eyes were wide with disbelief. They couldn''t believe what they were witnessing.


    Ding!


    The Sin Karma Saber hadn''t even touched Chu Xuan yet. Its fierce karmic flames were swiftly extinguished under the illumination of the merit wheels, quickly turning into an ordinary little dagger. It clattered to the ground with a tap.


    Yun Zhongyu''s face, which had just regained a bit of color, instantly drained of all blood. His strongest move, borne from reversing his merit, was this?


    "One, two, three¡­ three layers of merit wheels¡­"


    Shangguan Hao tremulously extended three fingers, afraid of counting wrong. He counted his fingers again earnestly. Only then was he certain. It was indeed three layers of merit wheels.


    Mother, have you seen this... I''ve never seen a triple-layer merit wheel in my life


    Wei Ji was utterly shocked, almost feeling the urge to speak to his long-deceased mother about what he was witnessing.


    Wan Wuying had almost turned to leave when a glimpse of the cascading golden light from the corner of his eye nearly made his eyes pop out. Such formidable merit could not possibly belong to his junior brother. It seemed he had been mistaken...Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.


    Chu Xuan looked down at Yun Zhongyu, whose face had turned deathly pale as if he was a sovereign gazing down upon him.


    "Your life, I''ll take it now."


    Two Arms and Four Arms rushed forward suddenly.


    With a snap, they directly extracted Yun Zhongyu''s Nascent Soul from his body. His physical body and storage bag naturally went where they belonged.


    Chu Xuan looked around and saw that most of the cultivators were staring at him as if they had seen a ghost.


    Without saying much, Chu Xuan retracted his merit wheels and ran. He had noticed that a group of Nether Crocodiles in the distance seemed to have caught a whiff of something enticing and were accelerating their pace toward him. Among them were some unusually large Nether Crocodiles.


    The reason was unclear.


    "Holy crap! So many Nether Crocodiles! Run!"


    "My god, look at those flying in the sky, those are Dark Falcons!"


    "There weren''t this many Nether Crocodiles just now!"


    "Look over there, there are more ancient beasts, looks like different species!"


    The cultivators looked at the approaching swarm of ancient beasts like a tidal wave, their scalps tingling.


    Usually, only Nether Crocodiles roamed outside. How come now even more terrifying Dark Falcons and Dark Devouring Moths had appeared? These ancient beasts were not known to show up before!


    The cultivators stopped fighting and ran madly toward the Righteous Dao City. The treasures within the Deity Transformation cave were enticing. But one had to be alive to claim them! Right now, the swarm of ancient beasts was the most terrifying foe.


    Screams echoed through the night. The cultivators looked back and saw nothing. They could only see points of cold light under the moonlight. Those were the tough shells of Nether Crocodiles and other ancient beasts.


    In another direction, the booming sound of Chu Xuan using Yin Thunder Seeds to blast open a path was relentless. No matter how many Nether Crocodiles there were, they feared explosions!


    Chu Xuan had roughly guessed that perhaps the Yin Thunder Seeds harbored the ability to wound the spirit, which was why they could kill Nether Crocodiles. If they only damaged the body, they wouldn''t be very effective against Nether Crocodiles.


    Chu Xuan naturally wouldn''t return to the Righteous Dao City. He had slain Yun Zhongyu in full view of everyone. The Reincarnation Divine Sect would certainly investigate this matter thoroughly. Going to the city would be like walking into a trap.


    For now, he only needed to break out of the encirclement of Nether Crocodiles, find a cave, and then directly return to Blue Star.


    As Chu Xuan fought, he began to sense something amiss. Not only were the ground-crawling Nether Crocodiles appearing in front of him, but also the sky-soaring Dark Falcons, and even the tiny, unforeseeable Dark Devouring Moths!


    These latter two types of ancient beasts had not been seen in perilous battlefields for a long time. Why had they suddenly appeared today?


    "It seems that after I displayed the three layers of merit wheels, these ancient beasts went mad and accelerated toward me," Chu Xuan pondered. "Could it be that they are attracted to merit, wanting to devour creatures imbued with it?"


    Chu Xuan shook his head repeatedly. The origins of the ancient beasts in the extraterritorial battlefields were unknown. They harbored too many secrets. Unable to figure out the answer, he decided it was best not to dwell on it.


    Looking ahead at the swarming mass of Nether Crocodiles, Chu Xuan decisively threw out ten thousand Yin Thunder Seeds.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    A large number of Nether Crocodiles were annihilated. By the time they regrouped and surged forward again, the figure that had stood there had vanished as if evaporated from the face of the earth.


    ...


    Blue Star.


    Several days later.


    Chu Xuan lay on a plush velvet lounge chair, completely relaxing his body and mind. Fighting was too exhausting. This kind of life suited him better.


    "I, Chu Xuan, have never liked fighting and killing," he mused, having rested for several days.


    Eventually, Chu Xuan began to examine the spoils of his recent battles. In his hand, he held an ordinary-looking small dagger. This was Yun Zhongyu''s Sin Karma Saber, a high-grade offensive magic treasure.


    Typically, magic treasures were used by Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators, with Golden Core cultivators using low to mid-grade magic treasures, and Nascent Soul cultivators using high to top-grade ones.


    Although the Sin Karma Saber was just a high-grade offensive magic treasure, its ability to reverse merit and ignite boundless karmic flames allowed it to compete with top-grade offensive magic treasures!


    Yun Zhongyu had relied on this dagger to defeat many cultivators of the same realm, which had led to his continuous fortunate encounters and rapid rise.


    "However, I didn''t expect that these two seemingly ordinary pieces of jade actually contain acquired spiritual bodies," Chu Xuan mused, his thoughts manifesting two irregular pieces of jade in his palm. The twisted lines within the jade were the manifestations of the acquired spiritual bodies.


    Had it not been for the records in Yun Zhongyu''s storage bag about these extraordinary jades, Chu Xuan might have mistaken them for ordinary stones and left them gathering dust in a corner of his storage bag.


    "Let''s see what kind of acquired spiritual body you can grant me!" Chu Xuan said, curiosity coloring his tone.

 Chapter 203: True Blood Elixir Body and Yin Wood Spiritual Body

    The two pieces of acquired jade were indiscernible in their properties. Their surfaces bore no labels, and their exact nature could only be determined through personal experimentation.


    Chu Xuan, not one to overthink, picked up a blood-red piece of jade. He wrapped the jade in spiritual Qi and began the slow process of refining it.


    The refining was exceedingly slow. After two days, only a strand of the jade had been processed, transforming into a strange power that merged into Chu Xuan''s body. At that moment, Chu Xuan shuddered as if his body was rejecting this foreign substance.


    "Don''t reject it, this is good stuff!" Chu Xuan gritted his teeth, forcefully suppressing his body''s instinctive rejection. Managing his spiritual Qi to both refine the jade and suppress his body''s reactions was enormously draining.


    Chu Xuan, who had cultivated his Beast Golden Core using the "Thunder Python Golden Core Technique," possessed an amount of spiritual Qi that surpassed most Golden Core cultivators.


    Yet, even his reserves were proving insufficient. Casually, he slapped his hand down, popping a Qi Restoration Pill into his mouth. It dissolved, its potent medicine swiftly replenishing his depleted spiritual Qi.


    Days passed, and in the tranquility of Blue Star, Chu Xuan was the undisputed sovereign. No one could disturb his peace, which was precisely why he had chosen this location for his refining.


    In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. The acquired jade floating before Chu Xuan had faded to nearly invisible. With a light crack, it shattered, falling to the ground as a pile of jade remnants. The acquired spiritual body, refined through secret methods, had fully integrated into Chu Xuan''s system.


    Chu Xuan carefully sensed the changes within his body. After a long time, he reopened his eyes, a flash of joy crossing his face.


    "True Blood Elixir Body! Who would have thought it would be a top-grade spiritual body?"


    Chu Xuan marveled. The grading of spiritual bodies was similar to that of spiritual roots, categorized as inferior, common, superior, ultimate, earthly, and heavenly grades.


    Chu Xuan''s own previously created Evil Wood Spiritual Body was a common spiritual body. He had not expected that absorbing the acquired jade would grant him an ultimate-grade spiritual body.


    Chu Xuan had heard about the True Blood Elixir Body long before. It was one of the ultimate spiritual bodies most suitable for the path of alchemy. Whenever he added his own essence blood to any elixir he crafted, the potency of the elixir would increase.


    With the True Blood Elixir Body, Chu Xuan could refine elixirs on his own in the future without needing to hire others, and perhaps he could even refine for others.


    For many cultivators, obtaining alchemy recipes was an expensive endeavor, requiring purchase. Yet, when hiring an alchemist, they had to provide the recipe, materials, and spiritual stones.


    In this way, alchemists could read numerous recipes without any cost to themselves and profit handsomely. Well, if after crafting the elixirs they disposed of their clients, the profits would be even greater.


    In the future, when Chu Xuan progressed from breaking his Golden Core to forming his Nascent Soul, he would inevitably need to craft his own elixirs. His proficiency in alchemy wasn''t as stellar as in formation setting or artifact refining. He couldn''t even produce a high-grade Heaven Patching Pill on his own and had to entrust others, staying watchful beside them during the process to prevent poisoning. Now, able to refine elixirs himself, he no longer needed to worry about such matters.Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    Chu Xuan looked pleased and turned his attention to the second piece of acquired jade, which appeared dull and ordinary. "So plain," he mused. "Feels like it might be a low-grade spiritual body; I wonder if it''ll conflict... Should I absorb it?"


    Rubbing his chin in thought, Chu Xuan considered that possessing multiple spiritual bodies could be good or bad, depending on the situation. If the spiritual bodies did not conflict and could complement and balance each other, their combined effect could be greater than the sum of their parts. That would indeed be beneficial. However, conflicting spiritual bodies could pose a problem, pulling in different directions and causing internal strife.


    Chu Xuan did not possess the secret techniques of the Reincarnation Divine Sect''s heavenly prodigies, which could extract an acquired spiritual body once integrated. His only option would be to expend great effort suppressing one of the spiritual bodies, carrying it like a burden each day¡ªa truly uncomfortable prospect.


    After a moment of consideration, Chu Xuan decided to absorb it. "Invincible merit, now it''s your time to shine!" he declared.


    Taking a deep breath, he began refining the second piece of acquired jade. This time, it did not take a month to refine. Within just five days, he had completely absorbed the jade.


    Chu Xuan carefully sensed the changes within his body, and after a moment, a smile of satisfaction spread across his face.


    "The Evil Wood Spiritual Body has upgraded! It''s actually become a superior-grade Yin Wood Spiritual Body."


    Chu Xuan exhaled in relief. As long as the change was not for the worse or resulted in a conflict between spiritual bodies, it was a positive outcome. Although he lacked a wood spiritual root and didn''t need to absorb wood spiritual Qi, the Yin Wood Spiritual Body could still accelerate the absorption of Yin Qi, which also enhanced his refinement of Yin Thunder, providing a significant boost.


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly, reflecting on his triple-layer merit wheels. "Though not abundant, they always prove useful at critical moments."


    Suddenly, his attention was drawn to the fine jade remnants at his feet. Among the debris, he noticed a tiny bead that would have been easy to miss without a closer look.


    "What''s this?" Chu Xuan picked up the bead and examined it closely, finding its hardness extraordinary. Even with all his strength, he couldn''t leave the slightest mark on its surface.


    "Blood sacrifice?" he wondered, applying his essence blood, but there was no reaction.


    "Spiritual imprint?"


    Next, he used his spiritual sense, which finally elicited a response. A flood of information entered his mind. After a while, Chu Xuan rubbed his temples, his expression a mix of joy and concern.


    "I never expected it to be this..."


    Contained within the bead was a secret technique left by that Nascent Soul prodigy, specifically for extracting acquired spiritual bodies¡ªthe method was straightforwardly named "Body Seizing Technique."


    Chu Xuan felt that the naming skills of the Nascent Soul prodigy, known as True Master Tianqing, were on par with his¡ªboth appreciated the simplicity and eschewed fancy names for their techniques.


    The Body Seizing Technique was indeed a valuable find. In the future, Chu Xuan could search for spiritual bodies that suited him and eventually fuse them into a supremely powerful spiritual body. Of course, this was the ideal scenario.


    The reality was that True Master Tianqing had only allowed Chu Xuan to see part of the Body Seizing Technique. The rest was sealed, accessible only by applying a drop of essence blood from True Master Tiancang. True Master Tianqing had mentioned that he had confided only in True Master Tiancang about the matter of the acquired jade. If anything untoward happened to him, it would likely be True Master Tiancang''s doing. He wanted future cultivators to eliminate True Master Tiancang.


    "Big brother¡­ senior¡­" Chu Xuan couldn''t help but feel a mix of amusement and helplessness. "True Master Tiancang is a Nascent Soul powerhouse; even with my two Ghost Kings, I couldn''t possibly challenge such a formidable cultivator..."


    True Master Tianqing''s approach was indeed cunning, showing just enough to tantalize. It was like a mischievous kitten scratching at Chu Xuan''s heart, always just out of reach, causing an itch he couldn''t scratch.


    "However, while I can''t kill True Master Tiancang myself, perhaps I can leverage this situation," Chu Xuan pondered thoughtfully. "All I need is a single drop of True Master Tiancang''s essence blood to unlock the rest."

 Chapter 204: Huikong the Slayer of Yun Zhongyu

    In Righteous Dao City, dawn had already broken. Yuan Zichu walked along the main north-south street, noting immediately that the number of cultivators who had returned to the city had greatly diminished. Many bore injuries, and presumably, a significant number had met their end near the Great Chasm.


    Yuan Zichu sighed softly. He had anticipated the grave and terrifying stakes involved and had chosen not to vie for them. Thus, he had survived. Moreover, as a Golden Core period talisman master of notable accomplishment who consistently made good connections, few harbored ill intentions toward him.


    Yuan Zichu settled himself at the Cloudy Tea House, only to discover some disorder within. After inquiring, he learned that the tea house''s owner had participated in the battle at the Great Chasm and had died in a deserted corner.


    Now, the tea house was temporarily maintained by a few of the original owner''s disciples. Although it appeared normal on the surface, these disciples were also quarreling over the division of the property.


    The Cloudy Tea House, established nearly four hundred years ago, was a reputable old establishment in Righteous Dao City. If the property were truly divided, it would likely lose many loyal customers. Yuan Zichu shook his head slightly and sat by the window to drink tea.


    He had cultivated a unique spiritual sense secret technique that allowed him to overhear others'' conversations. The cultivators in the tea house were gathered in small groups, discussing secrets, merely muffling their voices without being overly cautious like guarding against thieves.


    Of course, truly secret matters would never be discussed in the tea house''s main hall; a private room would be chosen for confidential talks.


    Thus, Yuan Zichu could absorb the surrounding conversations without effort. Most cultivators talked about their personal and family experiences. However, a discussion between two cultivators caught Yuan Zichu''s interest.


    "...That night was incredible. To my knowledge, both the old patriarch of the Bai family and the old patriarch of the Qin family have gone missing. Only the old patriarch of the Duan family managed to escape back to Righteous Dao City, though it''s said he was injured, severity unknown."


    "I''ve heard more than that! The Nascent Soul high monk Miaoxin from Celestial Sound Zen Temple is also missing. However, Shangguan Hao from Majestic Sword Sect and Wei Ji from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace both survived."


    "Ah? So many Nascent Soul cultivators died, who did it?"


    Another cultivator joined the conversation.


    "Of course, it was Yun Zhongyu from the Reincarnation Divine Sect! He fought with the old patriarch Lei Mingyang of the Lei family, forcing Lei Mingyang to abandon his physical body and flee with his Nascent Soul!"


    "To think that a Nascent Soul cultivator would abandon his entire foundation just to save his life, tsk tsk, that Yun Zhongyu''s terror is unspeakable!"


    The cultivators all sighed in admiration.


    "We cultivators should strive to be formidable beings like Yun Zhongyu! To act unbridled and do as we please!"


    Yuan Zichu sipped his tea, his expression calm. Ever since the disciples of the Reincarnation Divine Sect arrived in Righteous Dao City, he knew that the battle for the Deity Transformation cave''s treasures must have reached a decisive conclusion.


    With Yun Zhongyu''s astonishing strength, it was no surprise that he was the one who laughed last. Had Yuan Zichu risked joining the fray for the cave''s spiritual treasures, he would have likely ended up just another soul under Yun Zhongyu''s sword.Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere.


    "There were no surprises¡­ However, the power structure of Righteous Dao City is about to change," he mused. "The Duan family will surely absorb the Bai and Qin families. Fortunately, I had accepted an invitation from the Duan family earlier and became their venerated guest."


    Yuan Zichu felt somewhat melancholic. He had nearly made the wrong choice back then due to the generous offers from the Bai and Qin families.


    "Time to go back and draw talismans. I''ve heard enough," Yuan Zichu decided, standing to leave.


    "Heh heh heh, Yun Zhongyu is strong, but there is someone even stronger than him!"


    A one-eyed cultivator who had just drained his bowl of spirit tea suddenly let out a sinister laugh. The other cultivators looked at him in surprise. The man continued to drink his tea silently, clearly enjoying keeping others in suspense.


    "Are you going to talk or not?" one of the cultivators suddenly stood up, his late-stage Golden Core aura unmistakable.


    The one-eyed cultivator nearly choked on his tea. With an awkward laugh, he said, "Ha ha ha... please forgive me, I was just keeping you all in suspense a little..."


    The cultivators all snorted in unison. They had thought he was some fierce one-eyed warrior. It turned out he was just a tease. Yuan Zichu chuckled softly and listened intently.


    The one-eyed cultivator cleared his throat and continued, "Actually, it''s nothing you wouldn''t know if you asked those who participated in that night''s battle. Yun Zhongyu of the Reincarnation Divine Sect is indeed strong, but he died at the hands of a Golden Core cultivator!"


    As soon as he finished, the previously mentioned late-stage Golden Core cultivator slammed his hand down on the table, his tiger-like eyes glaring at the one-eyed cultivator.


    "Nonsense!" he bellowed. "How could a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from a six-level cultivation sect possibly die at the hands of a mere Golden Core cultivator? You must be joking!"


    The rest of the cultivators also began to clamor. "Exactly! A Nascent Soul cultivator against any Golden Core is an absolute domination because a Nascent Soul cultivator possesses the essence of the Nascent Soul, greatly enhancing the power of their spells. Fellow daoist, don''t try to deceive me just because I''m young!"


    "Besides a few prodigies, very few can kill a Nascent Soul cultivator with just a Golden Core cultivation. How could such prodigies appear in an extraterritorial battlefield? They are treasured like jewels and closely guarded within their sects!"


    Many nodded in agreement. The extraterritorial battlefield was perilous, and true prodigies seldom ventured there. Of course, some might choose to come for the experience, but even then, they were usually accompanied by cultivators from their sects to ensure their safety.


    Yun Zhongyu was considered talented but not yet a prodigy. Otherwise, he wouldn''t need to seek opportunities in such a dangerous place.


    Feeling the weight of many glaring eyes, the one-eyed cultivator became somewhat nervous. He managed a wry smile, "Fellow daoists, I swear by my Dao heart that what I have said is the absolute truth! If I lie, may the heavens strike me with thunder, and may I never reach Nascent Soul in my lifetime!"


    The late-stage Golden Core cultivator scoffed. "What use is your oath of a heart demon? Most Golden Core cultivators never achieve Nascent Soul in their lifetimes!"


    "Why don''t you swear that you''ll never become a Deity Transformation cultivator instead?"


    Laughter erupted among the cultivators.


    The one-eyed cultivator felt helpless. ''How come nobody believes me when I''m telling the truth?'' he thought.


    Suddenly, someone from a corner spoke up, "I can verify that what he''s saying is true."


    Everyone, including Yuan Zichu, turned to look.


    The late-stage Golden Core cultivator sneered, "And who are you to verify anything¡ª"


    His words halted abruptly as he saw the face of the speaker. His sentence froze in his throat, unable to proceed.


    After a moment, he stuttered, "Wei... Senior Wei, I spoke out of turn, please forgive me."


    Wei Ji smiled, "No harm done, just be more careful in your next life."


    With a flick of his finger, a beam of spiritual light shot forth, piercing through the Golden Core cultivator''s brow. The man''s pupils dilated rapidly as he collapsed to the ground, dead in an instant.


    The cultivators around looked towards Wei Ji in utter shock.


    Wei Ji then stood up and stated calmly, "The one who killed Yun Zhongyu is Huikong, a Golden Core monk from the Mystic Azure Star''s Golden Dragon Temple. The upper sect has issued a bounty: anyone with information on Huikong will be rewarded with fifty thousand small spiritual stones and three Soul-Breaking Spikes. Whoever captures Huikong alive will receive one hundred fifty thousand small spiritual stones and a bottle of Deity Nurturing Elixir."

 Chapter 205: How Could Chu Xuan, a Great Demon, Possibly Have Three Layers of Merit Wheels?

    Clang!


    In that instant, teacups clattered to the floor. Even after Wei Ji had left the tea house, the cultivators remained immersed in shock.


    Yun Zhongyu was truly slain by a Golden Core cultivator? A mighty Nascent Soul expert had fallen to a mere Golden Core¡ªsuch news, if spread, would surely be the butt of jokes!


    Yuan Zichu''s body swayed, his eyes wide in astonishment. Huikong? He remembered that name. Wasn''t he the one who was initially considered for a position as a venerated guest of the Duan family but was ultimately rejected?


    Yuan Zichu''s pupils narrowed as he recalled an incident. He had been strolling through Zhengdao City with Xiao Fengxian when they happened to pass by Huikong''s cave dwelling. Xiao Fengxian, with audacious demand, had insisted that Huikong vacate the dwelling.


    Thinking back, Xiao Fengxian''s audacity was astonishing¡ªto think he had dared to demand that a cultivator capable of slaying a mid-stage Nascent Soul relinquish his cave dwelling. Yuan Zichu was thankful that he preferred not to make enemies or bully others; otherwise, he might have been long dead.


    Yuan Zichu patted his chest, feeling as if he had narrowly escaped a walk through the gates of the underworld.


    "Mystic Azure Star, Golden Dragon Temple, Huikong¡­" he murmured. "I know of the Golden Dragon Temple; it was one of the five sects of Yu Country and has long since been destroyed."


    "This person must be using a false identity," he mused. "Someone with such power should not be an unknown nobody¡­"


    Yuan Zichu pondered deeply, but no matter how much he thought, he couldn''t determine who this person could be. The strongest cultivator he had ever met at his level was He Liang, a fellow elder of the Hundred Refinements Sect and a master of physical cultivation.


    That day, He Liang shattered all of his defensive spells and magic treasures with a single punch, leaving him utterly defeated. However, even He Liang, despite his strength, had fallen to a demonic cultivator and clearly was not on par with Huikong, the high monk who had slain a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.


    "Mystic Azure Star truly is a cradle of extraordinary talents," Yuan Zichu sighed, settling his bill and leaving the Cloudy Tea House.


    At the Duan family estate, Duan Xiu sat cross-legged in the cultivation chamber, his complexion deathly pale. His eyes swirled with uncontrollable hatred. He had set out to kill Shangguan Hao and seize the Deity Nurturing Elixir, only to be gravely wounded by Shangguan Hao instead. If not for some life-saving measures he had taken over the years, he might have perished in the Great Chasm.


    "Fengxian! Where is my son Fengxian?" Duan Xiu roared.


    "I am here, foster father!" Xiao Fengxian hurried into the cultivation chamber from his guard post at the door. The two shared a tender moment.


    As Duan Xiu gently caressed Xiao Fengxian''s handsome, fair face, the rage in his heart slowly dissipated.


    Suddenly, someone knocked on the stone door of the cultivation chamber.


    "Elder Ancestor! It''s Duan Cang! The upper sect has issued an order!"


    Duan Xiu, startled, quickly straightened his disheveled robes before responding, "Come in."The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    Duan Cang, the head of the Duan family, entered and knelt down respectfully, saying, "The upper sect commands that the one who kills Yun Zhongyu is Mystic Azure Star''s Golden Dragon Temple''s Huikong. The upper sect orders our Duan family to track down anyone associated with Huikong!"


    Duan Xiu frowned, "Huikong? Who is Huikong?"


    Although he had escaped early back to the Righteous Dao City, he was unaware of what ultimately transpired in the Great Chasm.


    However, he had heard from other cultivators who returned alive that a monk had slain Yun Zhongyu. Initially, he thought it was Miaoxin from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple, but now an unfamiliar name had emerged.


    Xiao Fengxian''s eyes widened in shock, "What did you say? Hui¡­ Huikong?" He looked at Duan Cang.


    Duan Cang, who held little regard for Xiao Fengxian who served through his beauty, maintained his respectful demeanor, "Indeed, that man is Huikong."


    "The very Huikong whom Duan Que wanted to invite to join our Duan family, but whom I refused," he added with a trace of bitterness. Huikong, capable of slaying even a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, was initially set to be invited as a family honorary elder, but Duan Cang refused him.


    This was likely to become well-known throughout the Righteous Dao City. He, the head of the Duan family, might be seen by many as a man who could not recognize talent.


    Duan Xiu exclaimed, "Foolish! How could you turn away such a powerful individual?"


    Duan Cang sighed, "Elder Ancestor¡­ Well, perhaps it was for the best. This person is audacious to the extreme, daring to kill a cultivator of the upper sect. If he had become an elder of our Duan family, we might have been implicated as well."


    Duan Xiu found some sense in these words and nodded, "That might indeed be so."


    Xiao Fengxian suddenly said, "To find out where Huikong is, we need to find Duan Que."


    "Duan Que and Huikong are close friends; he must know!" Duan Xiu agreed, "Find Duan Que immediately!"


    Duan Cang forced a smile, "Elder Ancestor, that''s the second matter I needed to report. I''ve already sent people to find Duan Que, but he has disappeared."


    Duan Xiu stood up abruptly, "What?!" His complexion changed rapidly, reflecting his turbulent emotions.


    "Find Duan Que! At all costs!"


    Duan Cang inwardly sighed, "Yes¡­"


    After Duan Cang left, Xiao Fengxian sat in silence, his mind a tumult of shock and fear.


    That Huikong... to think he had the power to slay a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator! He couldn''t believe he had once dared to be so disrespectful to Huikong.


    "Master... please don''t come looking for me," Xiao Fengxian prayed silently, fearing that Huikong might bear a grudge and come specifically to kill him.


    ...


    On the road from the Righteous Dao City to Lei Family City, a middle-aged cultivator with a lush head of hair slowly made his way. He looked back towards the Righteous Dao City with a resigned smile.


    "Huikong, Huikong... you''ve really put me in a tough spot," he murmured. "How was I to know you were so capable, even able to kill an upper sect cultivator?"


    "Thank goodness I fled quickly, or by now I''d probably have been captured by the Reincarnation Divine Sect and subjected to a soul search," he lamented. "As for the Duan family, I''m better off without them."


    "What should I call myself now?" Duan Que pondered for a long while. "My mother''s surname is Ning; I think I''ll go by Ning Que. Ning Que¡ªwhat a good name."


    With a joyful smile, Duan Que headed towards Lei Family City.


    ...


    Wan Wuying, Zhao Wuya, and Huang Yuanwu were also making their way to Lei Family City during the day. After walking a short distance, Huang Yuanwu couldn''t help but speak up.


    "Hey, do you guys think... who exactly is this Huikong? Is he really from the Mystic Azure Star''s Golden Dragon Temple?" he wondered aloud.


    Wan Wuying shook his head, "Stop talking about it. The Reincarnation Divine Sect is definitely looking for him. If we expose anything, we''ll be captured and subjected to a soul search."


    Zhao Wuya nodded in agreement, "Better not to speak."


    The trio fell silent. After a while, Zhao Wuya couldn''t help himself, "Honestly, I want to know who he is... Old Wan, do you have any guesses? You''ve been very pensive."


    Wan Wuying gave a wry smile, "I really don''t know... At first, I thought he might be my junior brother, Chu Xuan."


    "But when he displayed the three layers merit wheel, I had to abandon that thought," he continued. "My junior brother''s character... both of you know well. His negative karma definitely outweighs mine by far. How could he possibly possess the three-layer merit wheel?"


    Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu nodded vigorously in agreement. That point they never doubted.


    Chu Xuan, a major demon like him, possessing the three layers merit wheel? That would be as unlikely as the sun rising from the west!

 Chapter 206: Millennium Tortoise Technique

    "Why can''t the Corpse Refining Blood Fire ever give birth to the Blood Evil Yin Fire?" Chu Xuan pondered, resting his cheek on his hand as he watched the roaring Corpse Refining Blood Fire. He had been observing it for ten days now.


    The fire had consumed at least a million zombies but still hadn''t produced the stronger Blood Evil Yin Fire. What could be the problem? Chu Xuan shook his head repeatedly. The invincible power of merit seemed to fail him when he needed it most. Wasn''t this supposed to be his forte?


    Casually, Chu Xuan took a sip of tea. He had planted numerous spiritual teas on Blue Star. After enriching them with a Spirit Gathering Formation, they grew even faster than those on Mystic Azure Star. Since he had some spare time, why not enjoy them?


    Chu Xuan thought back to the battlefield beyond the realms and shook his head again. Yun Zhongyu was, after all, a prodigy of the Reincarnation Divine Sect. His sudden death would surely incite the sect''s fury. By now, the name Huikong must have spread across that perilous battlefield. The Reincarnation Divine Sect was undoubtedly searching for him intensively.


    He wondered how Duan Que was faring. The Duan family might just sell him out. But given Duan Que''s intelligence, he likely fled at the first hint of trouble.


    "The extraterritorial battlefield is perilous. I''ll lie low on Blue Star for a few decades, wait for them to nearly forget about this, and then return," Chu Xuan decided as he sipped his steaming tea. It was incredibly bitter, as bitter as life itself. Wasn''t it supposed to be bitter before turning sweet? Yet, this cup was bitter through and through, with no hint of sweetness.


    "This batch of Ku Mao Feng isn''t good; I''ll pour it out," Chu Xuan said, tossing the teacup away.


    Just then, his divine sense detected a figure rushing towards the Haotai Hotel. The person was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a rugged appearance and a robust physique, his expression filled with joy.


    "That man looks like Wang Gangjian''s second son," Chu Xuan recalled. Wang Gangjian and his peers had long since stopped handling the affairs of the Black Blade. They now lived like retired elders¡ªgaming, fishing, and tea-tasting, thoroughly enjoying their days.


    Black Blade had become the dominant force ruling over the entirety of Blue Star. Naturally, a restructuring was necessary to govern such a vast planet efficiently. The original leadership was transformed into a nine-member council. Simply put, nine core members were chosen to decide on all matters concerning Black Blade.


    Wang Gangjian, Wang Yong, Tang Jinchuan, and Song Dayi each designated one person. Other significant powers like the Free Alliance, the Arctic Forces, and the Holy Light Theocracy nominated five representatives each.


    However, the true core of Black Blade''s power still lay in the four individuals designated by Wang Gangjian. The other five were mostly there to observe and learn, getting a taste of the decision-making process but hardly expected to intervene directly in Black Blade''s affairs.


    The middle-aged man named Wang Zhenxu, Wang Gangjian''s second son possessed considerable skills, which led to his appointment as the chairman of the nine-member council. Wang Zhenxu was well aware that immortals were the true puppet masters behind Black Blade. He was utterly loyal to Chu Xuan.Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    Each time he reported intelligence, he made the trip personally. As a level nine superhuman, running there was not difficult. The real challenge was doing it consistently, day after day. Such dedication over time was a true display of loyalty.


    At this moment, Wang Zhenxu stood outside the array, recording his message into a transmission jade, then waited respectfully outside. This was a privilege granted by Chu Xuan to the nine-member council¡ªthey could transmit information directly through transmission jades instead of writing it down on paper. However, Wang Zhenxu still preferred making the journey in person.


    Since he had seen the immortal once in his childhood, he had never again glimpsed that majestic presence. His personal visits were fueled by the hope of seeing the immortal just once more¡ªeven a fleeting glance would suffice.


    The fog churned quietly around him, yet no figure appeared. Wang Zhenxu sighed lightly. Perhaps this piece of intelligence hadn''t caught the immortal''s attention after all. He turned to leave when out of the corner of his eye, he saw the fog roil intensely.


    Suddenly, a figure materialized!


    Wang Zhenxu was astounded. Dressed in black, with black hair and eyes, and an expression of extreme aloofness¡ªit was the immortal! He looked just like the figure Wang had seen decades ago as a child.


    Without hesitation, Wang Zhenxu knelt on both knees, bowing deeply, "Chairman of the Black Blade nine-member council, Wang Zhenxu, pays his respects to the immortal!"


    Chu Xuan said casually, "Rise."


    "Thank you, immortal!" Wang Zhenxu said, overwhelmed with emotion.


    Chu Xuan smiled, "Wang Zhenxu, I do remember you. Wang Gangjian''s second son, right? You were very young back then."


    Wang Zhenxu nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that''s me. But immortal, truly, you haven''t changed at all in all these years."


    Chu Xuan remained composed, "Your report, is it true? Has someone really managed to merge two body refining techniques?"


    Wang Zhenxu replied respectfully, "Indeed! The boy is an orphan from our Black Blad Central City branch. His name is Liu Mengde. As soon as I heard the news, I had him brought from the Central City branch to the East Lake headquarters."


    Naturally, the headquarters of Black Blade was located in East Lake City. Branches had been established in various cities, with the most remote ones even reaching the Antarctic and Arctic Circles.


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Bring him to me."


    "Yes!" Wang Zhenxu nodded vigorously and immediately departed.


    Chu Xuan felt a sense of joy. He had planted seeds without much thought, and surprisingly, they had borne fruit. Indeed, among the billions of people on Blue Star, there were those with exceptional talent.


    The body refining techniques he had bestowed included the defensive "Turtle Shell Technique," the speed-focused "White Horse Chapter," the aggressive "Blood Fury Technique," and the health-preserving "Life Nourishing Scripture."


    According to Wang Zhenxu''s report, Liu Mengde had initially practiced the Turtle Shell Technique. With his extraordinary talent, he had progressed quickly, mastering three levels of the technique within just two months.


    After hitting a major bottleneck moving from the third to the fourth level and having nothing else to do, he began practicing the Life Nourishing Scripture.


    Incredibly, he managed to merge the Turtle Shell Technique with the Life Nourishing Scripture, creating a new body refining technique called the "Millennium Tortoise Technique." This breakthrough instantly resolved his bottleneck, and his cultivation progressed smoothly.


    "This child is quite talented," Chu Xuan mused.


    Soon after, Wang Zhenxu returned with a young teenager to the Haotai Hotel. Liu Mengde was awe-struck as he looked at the swirling black mist. He had never been to East Lake City before, nor had he ever seen an immortal, though he had heard of them. Just seeing the exterior of the formation was enough to astonish him.


    Wang Zhenxu led Liu Mengde to kneel down, saying respectfully, "Immortal, I have brought him here."

 Chapter 207: A Minor Issue with Cultivation

    Chu Xuan flashed in front of the two individuals, suddenly appearing before them. Liu Mengde, seeing Chu Xuan''s face and feeling the terrifying aura emanating from him, was almost overwhelmed by visions of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, nearly fainting from the shock.


    Chu Xuan flicked a strand of spiritual qi into Liu Mengde, which gradually dissipated his fear.


    "No spiritual root, no spirit body, at the fourth level of body refining..." Chu Xuan mused. The humans of Blue Star were indeed peculiar. He had expected Liu Mengde to possess some unique spiritual body, but there was nothing of the sort. Yet, he had the talent to merge two body-refining techniques into one.


    Liu Mengde then managed to stammer, "Liu Mengde, greets the immortal!"


    Chu Xuan casually asked, "Your surname is Liu¡ªare you from the imperial family of the Han Empire?"


    The royal family of the Han Empire bore the surname Liu. However, since the core members of the royal family had all perished, the empire had existed in name only for some time. Now, the military camps throughout the empire had almost all been incorporated into Black Blade, becoming a formidable force under its command.


    Liu Mengde scratched his head, "Not from the royal family, just a collateral branch, too distant to have any claim to the palace."


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly, "Would you like to become my disciple?"


    Liu Mengde was overjoyed, his face flushing with excitement.


    Wang Zhenxu was also surprised. The immortal had actually considered taking a disciple! Could it be that Liu Mengde might also become an immortal one day? He quickly said, "Why don''t you kneel and call him Master?"


    Only then did Liu Mengde, as if waking from a dream, hastily kneel and address Chu Xuan as his master.


    Chu Xuan smiled slightly, "From now on, you don''t need to practice your Millennium Tortoise Technique anymore. I will teach you a superior body refining technique. If you can integrate it as you did with your previous techniques, I will help you extend your life and achieve longevity."


    Liu Mengde was ecstatic, bowing deeply, "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"


    Chu Xuan casually instructed, "Wang Zhenxu, continue searching for talents around the world. We need more individuals with exceptional gifts like Liu Mengde."


    "Yes!" Wang Zhenxu responded respectfully.


    ...


    Chu Xuan did not have Liu Mengde stay with him. Instead, he sent Liu Mengde back to the Black Blade residence. The meat necessary for Liu Mengde''s cultivation practice was delivered every few days by one of Chu Xuan''s corpse puppets.


    By now, Chu Xuan no longer relied on zombie flesh as a source of meat. The flesh of the Nether Crocodile was much superior. Simply placing a Psionic Cube inside the flesh of the Nether Crocodile allowed it to grow into a robust and rosy piece of meat. It could be harvested daily and would regenerate immediately, proving to be entirely sufficient.


    Soon, talents from all over the world were brought to the East Lake headquarters. Chu Xuan adopted a laissez-faire approach with these nominally his disciples. Naturally, if anyone created enough value, Chu Xuan did not mind bestowing some rewards. After all, as a Golden Core cultivator, even the slightest trinkets from him were infinitely valuable to mortals.Stolen novel; please report.


    ...


    "I think I understand now..." Chu Xuan mused, "The reason the Corpse Refining Blood Fire has not yet birthed the Blood Evil Yin Fire is due to a lack of living souls! The Corpse Refining Blood Fire can damage the body, but the Blood Evil Yin Fire can harm both the flesh and the soul. Living souls! Living souls are the key!"


    With this realization, Chu Xuan immediately activated the soul transmission matrix of the Psionic Cube and traveled to the Soul Star. Without hesitation, he drew a million living souls from the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array. Upon returning to Blue Star, he injected these souls into the Corpse Refining Blood Fire and continued his observations.


    Sure enough, he noticed a change. The originally orange-yellow Corpse Refining Blood Fire suddenly started to darken!


    "At this rate, the Blood Evil Yin Fire will form one day." Chu Xuan nodded in satisfaction, inwardly cursing the author of the "Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture."


    He suspected that the original author of the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture merely assumed that continuing to devour corpses would lead to some change and thus named the stronger flame the Blood Evil Yin Fire.


    In reality, they likely never managed to produce it themselves. Otherwise, why would they lead others astray?


    Now, Chu Xuan understood that to advance the Corpse Refining Blood Fire to the Blood Evil Yin Fire, it was necessary to devour a sufficient number of living souls¡ªand the souls needed to be of high quality.


    Perhaps it was due to the unique environment of the Soul Star, where the souls of living beings were generally of higher quality, that the transformation of the Corpse Refining Blood Fire into the Blood Evil Yin Fire was accelerated. Regular souls likely wouldn''t achieve the same effect.


    ...


    Time passes as swiftly as a white horse flashes across a gap. In the blink of an eye, ten years had gone by.


    Chu Xuan stepped out of the Soul Nourishing Evil Formation with a furrowed brow. His cultivation had naturally progressed to the ninth level of the Golden Core, but he now faced a minor complication: he had succumbed to cultivation deviation.


    Simply put, he was practicing too many techniques simultaneously. Over these ten years, the geniuses gathered from across the Blue Star region had played their expected roles:


    - Some chose to improve body refining techniques.


    - Others invented new Qi cultivation methods.


    - A few focused on integrating multiple techniques.


    The brightest minds and most insightful talents of Blue Star had spent a decade devoted to these studies. They had achieved many breakthroughs, but many were impractical, and some were downright lethal, resulting in instant death from practicing them. Nonetheless, a few ideas proved valuable:


    A girl from the Holy Light Theocracy modified the "Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree" after feeling it was inadequate. She ingeniously incorporated the church''s cultivation methods into it, creating a powerful synergy. The defensive capabilities of the "Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree" were significantly enhanced.


    Liu Mengde, dreaming of practicing the "Giant Elephant Body Refining Technique," had an epiphany. Upon waking and practicing it himself, he found it incredibly smooth and promptly presented it to Chu Xuan.


    These two techniques were products of individual creativity, containing some flaws naturally, but they were more than sufficient for Chu Xuan. He could easily correct these errors during his own practice.


    After modification, the "Body Protecting Golden Wheel Decree" had become powerful enough to rival lower-tier Golden Core techniques. With Chu Xuan''s accrued merit, its defensive capabilities could even match top-grade Golden Core techniques. Chu Xuan renamed it "Great Protective Golden Wheel Scripture," seeing potential for further advancement.


    As for the follow-up to the "Giant Elephant Body Refining Technique," Chu Xuan personally named it "Thousand Refinement Dragon Elephant Technique."


    During these ten years, he practiced multiple techniques concurrently. However, the "Great Protective Golden Wheel Scripture" and the "Yin Thunder Evil Technique" were clearly in conflict.


    At first, the conflict was manageable since the "Yin Thunder Evil Technique" was at a higher level. Chu Xuan''s entire spiritual qi, cultivated from this technique, carried its signature. The "Great Protective Golden Wheel Scripture," just beginning to be practiced, was still relatively weak.


    But as the levels of the techniques increased, the spiritual qi formed by each began to clash and erode each other, causing mutual hindrance. This conflict now affected Chu Xuan''s cultivation. If he had not ceased his practice in time, his cultivation level might have decreased instead of increasing.

 Chapter 208: Another Meal Delivered?

    Chu Xuan shook his head, wondering if anyone had managed to develop a technique for harmonizing breaths, which was essential for resolving the conflicts between different cultivation methods. Breath harmonization techniques are suited for smoothing over such conflicts.


    Essentially, these techniques involve introducing a large and balanced quantity of spiritual qi, making the conflicting spiritual qi from various techniques a minority, thus significantly reducing the conflict.


    Considering potential future conflicts between techniques? The solution was simple¡ªcultivate another harmonization technique! As a demonic cultivator, solutions were always more abundant than difficulties.


    Chu Xuan specifically summoned Wang Zhenxu to inquire about the progress of the breath harmonization technique. It had been ten years since their last meeting.


    Wang Zhenxu, once vigorous, now sported a few strands of white hair at his temples, perhaps due to his continuous management of Black Blade''s vast array of affairs. Nonetheless, he arrived promptly at Chu Xuan''s summons.


    "Immortal, I have kept an eye on everything at the Enlightenment Institute, but sadly, there has been no progress with the breath harmonization technique," Wang Zhenxu reported somewhat awkwardly.


    Three thousand of Blue Star''s most talented geniuses had been gathered at Black Blade''s headquarters in East Lake. Their primary task was to research cultivation techniques, and their daily needs were managed by others.


    Wang Zhenxu had even constructed a massive building complex specifically to accommodate them, which Chu Xuan had personally named "Enlightenment Institute."


    Chu Xuan dismissed him with a wave of his hand, "I see, you may go."


    "Yes."


    Chu Xuan sighed lightly. The Enlightenment Institute could serve as one approach, but he couldn''t rely solely on it. He also needed to make his own attempts.


    After a brief period of cultivation... well, he found himself succumbing to cultivation deviation once again.


    "Perhaps it''s best not to cultivate for a while. I should take a trip to the Soul Star," Chu Xuan thought, smiling wryly. "Maybe someone will come along offering a high-level soul technique."


    ...


    Soul Star.


    A throng of Soul Star natives fled in desperation. Behind them swarmed soul clans, akin to locusts in their numbers, including formidable specters. Leading them were two mighty specter kings.


    The Soul Star people, burdened by physical bodies, could not match the speed of the Soul Clan. Periodically, some fell behind and were easily captured by the pursuing Soul Clan. The two specter kings advancing closely behind them cast mocking glances.


    "Stop running! You can''t escape!"


    "The caverns nearby have long been occupied by our Husbandry Faction! Not a living soul remains!"


    "Why flee our city built by the Husbandry Faction? Every day is carefree, with no worries of food or clothing, and the chance to mate daily. Isn''t that a good thing?"The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    These various voices invaded the minds of the Soul Star people, slowing them involuntarily. The leader of the Soul Star people, a man of striking perfection, growled, "They''re using soul techniques! Protect your spirits immediately!"


    The fleeing Soul Star people, their expressions grave, each employed defensive soul techniques.


    The voices, akin to demons whispering through their brains, began to gradually fade from their minds. The handsome man looked at his fellow Soul Star people, his heart filled with bitterness.


    They were the ones confined by the Husbandry Faction just as the specter king had said. No worries about food or clothing. Able to mate every day.


    But the Husbandry Faction never treated them as humans, merely as livestock. The male Soul Star people were required to mate at least five times a day to spread their seed and produce new Soul Star people.


    If one could mate with a beautiful female each day, it would not be so bad. But the attractiveness of their mating partners was not theirs to decide.


    The Soul Clan''s only standard for valuing female Soul Star people was their fertility.


    The more fertile, the more valuable. If a male Soul Star person failed to achieve five matings a day, they faced the lash of the Husbandry Faction''s Soul Clan.


    However, if they exceeded the daily quota and reached ten times, then they could rest for a day. Many Soul Star people, after being reared for a long time, lost their reproductive ability, both male and female.


    A few days ago, they seized an opportunity and escaped from the Husbandry Faction''s city through the sewers.


    But they had not gotten far before they were discovered by the Husbandry Faction''s Soul Clan and relentlessly pursued.


    Initially, there were over a hundred of them. Now, only twenty or thirty remained. They had reached a point of utter desperation. It seemed they would soon be overtaken.


    "Damn it... those Soul Star nobles, truly deserving of death!"


    The handsome man cursed inwardly. He was known as Yun Shen, one of the great nobles of Soul Star. He profoundly detested those nobles of the past.


    Not out of newfound conscience, nor because he thought the nobles had gone too far. Using souls as fuel was no issue at all. They were just the lower classes, after all.


    But why hadn''t they completely erased the consciousness within those souls? In the end, it allowed the Soul Clan to overturn the tables.


    Damn it! I am a descendant of nobility! I was meant to live a life of luxury and privilege! Now, I''ve been reduced to nothing more than a beast of burden! And it''s foreseeable that soon, I''ll be a dead beast of burden.


    At that moment, Yun Shen suddenly noticed the sky ahead was unusually bright. The vengeful spirits and wraiths that usually haunted the sky had vanished.


    He was astounded. He wasn''t born within the Husbandry Faction''s city. Instead, he was captured as an adult and turned into a breeding machine.


    During his youth, he lived in an underground city, venturing to the surface several times a year. In his memory, the sky was always dark, swirling with endless vengeful spirits and wraiths.


    Yet now, beams of light pierced through that sky. What was that? The legendary... sunlight?!


    "Sunlight! It must be sunlight!"


    Yun Shen pointed toward the distance and shouted, "If we can reach the sunlight, we''ll be saved! The Soul Clan can''t step into the sunlight!"


    The other Soul Star people saw the light too, and their spirits lifted. The pursuing Husbandry Faction''s Soul Clan looked particularly grim. The Soul Clan had an innate fear of sunlight.


    Originally, the Soul Star nobility used sunlight to confine and punish them, forcing them to stay in cages.


    "Increase speed! Capture them all before they reach the sunlight!"


    The leading two specter kings roared. The chase intensified.


    Yun Shen and the Soul Star people, with four more succumbing to exhaustion and captured by the Husbandry Faction''s Soul Clan. But the sunlight was now within reach!


    Yun Shen roared and dashed into the sunlight. Warm sunlight enveloped his entire body. This pleasantly warm sensation was something he had never experienced before.


    Behind Yun Shen, eight others also charged into the sunlight. They were equally astounded.


    Is this sunlight?


    "Think you can escape my Husbandry Faction''s grasp just by entering the sunlight?"


    The specter king sneered. With a wave of his hand, the specters behind him immediately dispersed.


    Clearly, they intended to completely encircle the area. He could encircle them for ten days, half a month, fearing not that these folks would refuse to emerge!


    Seeing this, Yun Shen''s expression immediately darkened. Temporarily safe. But what next?


    "Eh? More food delivered to my door?"


    A voice suddenly rang out.

 Chapter 209: Caution and Carefulness Are the Foundations of Safety

    Two Arms looked at the large group of Soul Star people and souls in bewilderment. It had been a long time since anyone had approached them. How could it be that suddenly, such a large crowd had appeared?


    "Father... this isn''t because I haven''t been properly guarding the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array. It''s been over twenty years since anyone came here. It just so happens that you arrived today, and they came too¡­" Two Arms said to Chu Xuan behind him, his voice carrying a tone of grievance.


    Chu Xuan nodded. He had just transferred his spirit through the soul transmission matrix to Soul Star. Stepping out of the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array, he witnessed this strange scene.


    "I know, you must have performed your duties well," Chu Xuan said casually. "Let''s get to work then, it''s about time for a meal. Four Arms, come out too."


    Two Arms chuckled and swiftly dashed out. Four Arms barked twice and immediately followed.


    Two Arms charged forward and, before the two Specter Kings could react, he effortlessly tore them into shreds. Then, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he plunged into the rest of the Husbandry Faction''s souls. In the blink of an eye, all members of the Husbandry Faction were annihilated. Not a single one was left.


    Yun Shen and the other surviving Soul Star people watched this scene in shock. It was incredibly fierce. Those were two Specter Kings, soul entities only second to the Great Specter King in strength, and they had been killed in an instant.


    What faction did they belong to? The Slaughter Faction? But wasn''t the Slaughter Faction composed entirely of madmen, especially known for their hatred of Soul Star people?


    Logically, if these three spirits were from the Slaughter Faction, then they should have attacked them first. Yet, their targets were the members of the Husbandry Faction.


    Yun Shen swallowed hard. Bowing his head respectfully, he said, "Greetings, senior. I am Yun Shen, a Soul Star person who has been kept by the Husbandry Faction. I was fortunate to escape a few days ago. Thank you for extending your help!"


    Chu Xuan glanced at Yun Shen, "Keep this one, kill the rest."


    In an instant, the remaining Soul Star people were torn to pieces.


    A smile had just begun to form on Yun Shen''s face, but it froze instantly.


    "Senior..." Before he could continue, Chu Xuan employed the Soul Search technique, swiftly scouring through all of Yun Shen''s memories.


    After a moment, Chu Xuan nodded slightly. There wasn''t much of value in Yun Shen''s mind. He harbored no remorse for the actions of his noble ancestors towards the lower classes. Instead, he resented them for not having acted thoroughly enough, leading to a spectral uprising that cost him his privileged life.


    "Indeed, as I suspected, all Soul Star people bear the original sin," Chu Xuan muttered, shaking his head.


    The only useful information he extracted was about the city controlled by the Husbandry Faction, governed by three Specter Kings and home to countless Great Specters and lesser specters.


    Capturing them could significantly bolster his Sky-Shielding Umbrella, possibly leading to the emergence of new ghost commanders and even uncovering advanced soul techniques of the Husbandry Faction.This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.


    Chu Xuan left Two Arms to guard the formation while he, accompanied by Four Arms, headed towards the city. His knowledge of Soul Star''s history was already extensive; now, it was time to ascertain the true strength of these factions.


    The Slaughter King of the Slaughter Faction had been growing stronger since his inception. Chu Xuan guessed it was now comparable in soul strength to a ghost commander.


    The Husbandry Faction surely had its own king. Chu Xuan planned to probe the memories of the three Specter Kings to gain a more detailed understanding of the Husbandry Faction''s king''s power.


    The next day, Chu Xuan stood amidst the ruins of Yellow Stone City, one of the twelve largest cities of the Husbandry Faction. The city was now enveloped in his strategic formation, ensuring no spectral being could escape. Five Specter Kings had been captured and confined within the Sky-Shielding Umbrella. The more elusive Great Specters were left for Four Arms to pursue.


    The Sky-Shielding Umbrella behind Chu Xuan rippled with layers of suction, absorbing every spectral being within the city. As for the Soul Star people kept here, their physical bodies and souls had also been dispatched to their destined places.


    At that moment, Chu Xuan held two dark purple crystals, nodding in satisfaction. These crystals, spoils of his victory, contained two high-level spectral techniques bestowed by the king of the Husbandry Faction.


    Rubbing his chin, Chu Xuan recalled the memories extracted from the three Specter Kings'' minds. "The king of the Husbandry Faction, known as the Greedy King, resides perpetually within the opulent Greedy City," he mused. "Ever since surviving an assassination attempt by the Slaughter King, the Greedy King has never left his palace in Greedy City."


    Chu Xuan frowned slightly. Since the Greedy King rarely ventured out, the three Specter Kings knew little more about him. But fifty years ago, the Greedy King could effortlessly tear apart any errant Specter King, a testament to his unmatched power.


    "Feasting day in and day out, his soul power might now be equivalent to that of a Ghost King," Chu Xuan speculated. "This is no trivial matter."


    His concern deepened. He had initially assumed that a Great Specter King might be slightly stronger than a regular Specter King, perhaps at most at the level of a Ghost Commander. He thought he just needed to locate the Greedy King and the Slaughter King and could simply overpower them.


    However, if both the Greedy King and the Slaughter King truly possessed the strength of Ghost Kings, he would need to carefully strategize. There could be no room for errors or mishaps¡ªevery potential issue had to be preemptively addressed.


    "Two Arms and Four Arms have reached the level of second-tier Ghost Kings. Advancing them further would not only be minimally beneficial but would also consume excessive resources," he pondered. "However, now I should start raising some lesser specters."


    "These need not be meticulously cultivated; they can serve as cannon fodder if necessary." Two Arms and Four Arms were his key enforcers, and their well-being was crucial. Though his own soul form was merely a tenth of his true form, losing it would still be a significant loss.


    Thus, he decided to cultivate more expendable forces to absorb the enemy''s strength at the forefront. Moreover, gathering intelligence about the enemy was crucial¡ªto truly know oneself and one''s enemy ensured victory in every battle.


    "Back on Blue Star, I was the strongest," Chu Xian reflected. "Subtly, I grew complacent and arrogant. I even brought this arrogance to Soul Star. Now, I realize I neglected the constant vigilance required in an alien battlefield. I must never let my guard down again."


    "Being always cautious and careful is fundamental to securing one''s existence," he reminded himself, recalling how complacency had led to others'' downfall.


    Chu Xian sighed deeply, engaging in a moment of self-reflection. Just then, Four Arms approached enthusiastically, his arms full of specters.


    Chu Xian glanced over, "Any misses?"


    Four Arms shook his head and barked, "Woof, woof, woof!"


    Two Arms translated, "Four Arms says a few specters almost hid from him, but he found and devoured them."


    Chu Xuan nodded in approval. Not a single one should be spared. The disappearance of all spectral and Soul Star beings in this city had nothing to do with him.


    "Let''s go," Chu Xian commanded, rising into the sky. He scattered a handful of blood beads, then released a stream of Corpse Refining Blood Fire.


    With a roar, the fire exploded, engulfing the entire city. Soon, the Yellow Stone City was reduced to nothing but charred ruins. Even if the Husbandry Faction investigated later, they would find no trace of what had transpired.

 Chapter 210: Spiritual Soul Essence

    A month later, two Specter Kings of the Husbandry Faction stood atop the ruins of Yellow Stone City, their expressions grim. The taller one was named Hun Bao, and the shorter, Hun Shang.


    They governed Echo City, another major city of the Husbandry Faction located close to Yellow Stone City. The two cities often exchanged populations of Soul Star people to ensure genetic diversity and reduce deformities among offspring. This practice made the consumption of Soul Star people more reassuring and breeding plans more sustainable.


    However, several months after sending a batch of female Soul Star people to Yellow Stone City, there was no return shipment of male Soul Star people.


    The Specter Kings of Echo City initially suspected the Specter Kings of Yellow Stone City of double-crossing them by withholding the Soul Star people. Enraged, they came to confront them, only to discover that the entire city of Yellow Stone had vanished. All its buildings had been reduced to ashes.


    Hun Shang furrowed his brow. "Yellow Stone City ranked among the top four in strength among our twelve great cities. Who could possibly destroy it so easily?"


    "Moreover," he continued, "they should have at least been able to send out a message. How could it just disappear without a trace?"


    Hun Bao snorted coldly. "Do we even need to think about it? It must have been those madmen from the Slaughter Faction! It has always disapproved of our actions. Haven''t they attacked us covertly numerous times? This time they''ve just brought their grievances out into the open!"


    Hun Shang frowned. "But the Slaughter Faction typically hacks bodies and souls into pieces. They''ve never used fire before."


    Hun Bao scoffed, "Who knows? There are plenty of lunatics in the Slaughter Faction. It wouldn''t be strange for some of them to enjoy arson."


    Hun Shang thought it over but still felt something was amiss. However, he couldn''t think of any other faction with the power to obliterate all traces of the Yellow Stone City''s spectral and Soul Star inhabitants, especially without allowing five Specter Kings the chance to call for help.


    "We can''t determine this on our own. We should report this to the Great King," Hun Shang suggested quietly.


    "You report it," Hun Bao grumbled. "I''m going to find those Slaughter Faction bastards and settle the score!" With that, he gathered his Great Specters and immediately flew off into the distance.


    Hun Shang sighed deeply. Hun Bao''s temperament had always been volatile and uncontrollable. But given the longstanding enmity between the Slaughter and Husbandry Factions, Hun Bao seeking revenge, even without the destruction of Yellow Stone City as a pretext, wasn''t unusual.


    "Why do I have this ominous feeling?" Hun Shang mused, taking one last look at the remains of Yellow Stone City before leaving. A sense of foreboding lingered in his mind as he departed from the desolate scene.


    Mists surged upwards, shrouding the sunlight once more. Chu Xuan nodded in satisfaction. He had set up a Mist Array and an Illusion Array outside the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array. With these in place, unless a Nascent Soul cultivator arrived, it would be impossible for anyone to see through the veils of his formations.


    Reflecting on his arrival at Soul Star, Chu Xuan realized that initially setting up the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array without any concealment was exceedingly arrogant.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.


    Had the Slaughter King or the Greedy King noticed the array and led their forces against it, he would have had no choice but to abandon the formation and flee. Such a scenario would not only result in the loss of the precious array but potentially provide the enemy with a means to increase their power¡ªa truly disastrous outcome.


    "These few are good," Chu Xuan remarked as he selected several strong ghost commanders from within the Sky-Shielding Umbrella. He personally named them.


    "You, with your robust stature, shall be called ''Soul One.''"


    "You, with your swift evasion, shall be called ''Soul Two.''"


    "You, with your substantial soul power, shall be called ''Soul Three.''"


    "You, clever and agile, shall be called ''Soul Four.''"


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, approving of his straightforward naming method.


    Soul One and Soul Two were dispatched to infiltrate the Slaughter Faction, while Soul Three and Soul Four were sent to the Husbandry Faction. Under their aliases, they would gather intelligence for Chu Xuan, blending into their respective factions.


    As for gathering intelligence on the Soul Star people and the Descent Faction, that too needed attention. However, compared to the Slaughter and Husbandry Factions, these other powers were significantly weaker and unlikely to cause much disturbance. There was no immediate rush to collect information on them. If an opportunity arose, Chu Xuan planned to simply control a Soul Star person to infiltrate them.


    Seated outside the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array, Chu Xuan took up the two advanced soul techniques he had acquired for study. The techniques, named "Great Devouring Palm" and "Inner Furnace Soul Refining Method," complemented each other superbly.


    "Great Devouring Palm" involved condensing the soul into a massive palm that could seize an enemy''s soul during combat and refine it for one''s own use. "Inner Furnace Soul Refining Method" condensed the soul into a furnace to rapidly melt down captured souls, assimilating them efficiently.


    Together, these advanced soul techniques offered extraordinary utility, promising to significantly enhance Chu Xuan''s prowess in both offense and defense.


    "The soul of a cultivator is known as the spiritual soul," Chu Xuan mused. "The sea of spiritual sense holds the spiritual soul, while the spiritual sense protects it. Spiritual sense essentially functions as the limbs of the spiritual soul, allowing for its manipulation and application."


    Chu Xuan chuckled lightly. "The soul clans'' utilization of the soul still appears somewhat rudimentary."


    The two advanced soul techniques, although based on the manipulation of the soul, could be modified slightly to be executed through the spiritual sense instead. As a Golden Core cultivator, such minor modifications were well within Chu Xuan''s capabilities.


    In less than a day, he had completely transformed the "Great Devouring Palm" and "Inner Furnace Soul Refining Method" into techniques that operated via spiritual sense.


    Chu Xuan estimated that these new versions of the techniques would reach high-grade of the Golden Core stage. The "Inner Furnace Soul Refining Method" in particular would remain useful even after advancing to the Nascent Soul stage.


    "Time to cultivate! I must master these two spiritual sense techniques as quickly as possible," Chu Xuan resolved. He focused intently, beginning his cultivation. From time to time, he randomly selected a ''lucky spectator'' from the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array to serve as a sparring partner for his practice.


    Of course, after serving their purpose, Chu Xuan kindly ensured that these spirits were sent to their final resting place¡ªthe Inner Furnace.


    Under the earnest tutelage of these partners, Chu Xuan quickly mastered the Great Devouring Palm and the Inner Furnace Soul Refining Method. His spiritual soul grew rapidly in power. Already possessing a Nether Soul Core, his spiritual soul''s capacity far exceeded that of his peers at the same cultivation level.


    With the Inner Furnace Soul Refining Method, his spiritual soul''s capacity increased yet again. Although still far from reaching the Nascent Soul stage, a remarkable transformation occurred. His spiritual soul became exceedingly condensed and began to manifest a unique essence.


    When this essence was integrated into the spiritual sense techniques, it immediately enhanced their power. Chu Xuan was both amazed and delighted by this discovery. Considering its function, this essence bore a resemblance to the Nascent Soul essence typical of Nascent Soul cultivators. He decided to call it "Spiritual Soul Essence."


    Chu Xuan surmised that the vastness of his spiritual soul was so extraordinary that it had led to the emergence of this Spiritual Soul Essence, a phenomenon unlikely to occur in most Golden Core cultivators.


    This was undoubtedly a boon. Going forward in battle, he could harness the Spiritual Soul Essence to strengthen his spiritual sense techniques, often catching his enemies off guard with its unexpected power.

 Chapter 211: The Queens Command

    Five years later.


    On the surface of Soul Star, near the City of Torrential Flow.


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan, paired together, were scouring the dark and desolate land in search of fuel.


    Unlike the Soul Clan, who could directly absorb souls for sustenance, these Ascenders, possessing physical bodies, needed to consume biomass. Typically, the Ascenders fed on tuberous starch plants and insect protein.


    Underground, where no sunlight could provide illumination or warmth, they had to produce their own energy for light and heat. The Ascendant Faction utilized what was once the Soul Star nobility''s Soul Furnace, using souls as fuel to generate light and heat.


    However, the nobility had used the souls of the lower classes, whereas the Ascenders now used wild soul beasts as their fuel source. Most of these soul beasts had indeed been wild animals before, but a small portion were formerly members of the Soul Clan. Without the constraints of a physical body for too long, they had gradually become aggressive and murderous, eventually turning into soul beasts.


    Ma Nanshan scratched his head, "Leader Yun, we''ve been out for four days and have only caught three soul beasts. How are we supposed to report back like this?"


    Yun Qi gave a wry smile, "I wish I knew¡­"


    The underground city''s fuel supply was depleting rapidly. The queen had no choice but to send out teams of Ascenders to capture soul beasts. The Dragonfly Squad had performed well; in just five days, they had captured over a hundred soul beasts.


    In contrast, their own Dark Cloud Squad had not only encountered the Slaughter Faction, suffering heavy losses but had also managed to catch only three soul beasts. They would pale in comparison to the accomplishments of the Dragonfly Squad.


    "This time, we''ll probably face the queen''s punishment," Yun Qi sighed lightly.


    The queen''s temperament had changed drastically, becoming increasingly tyrannical and erratic. She would fly into a rage over trivial disagreements. Many of the Ascenders serving her had been executed for minor offenses.


    Ma Nanshan pondered for a long while before whispering, "Leader Yun, what if we leave the Ascendant Faction? Stop serving the queen."


    Yun Qi smiled bitterly again. Ma Nanshan''s suggestion was not something he hadn''t considered himself. He had thought about leaving many times. But if they left the Ascendant Faction, where could they possibly go?


    The Slaughter Faction''s Soul Clan members were madmen who killed any living person on sight. The Husbandry Faction''s Soul Clan was somewhat rational, but being caught by them meant the life of a slave.


    And if they encountered any of the remaining Soul Star nobility, as outsiders, they would be even less welcome. After much consideration, the only place they seemed to fit was the Ascendant Faction.


    Yun Qi sighed softly and tried to counsel, "Nanshan, we outsiders..."


    However, before he could continue, he sensed a strong threat looming behind them.The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.


    Instinctively, Yun Qi pulled Ma Nanshan to the left.


    Boom!


    The spot where they had just been standing was instantly blasted into a large pit. Both Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan were shaken, looking back in alarm.


    "Hmm? Yun Qi, you''re truly worthy of being the highest-ranked captain of the Dark Cloud Squad. Tsks, my long-planned ambush, and you dodged it just like that?"


    A strange laughter echoed.


    Following that, ten figures appeared one after another, surrounding Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan. Yun Qi, upon seeing the leader, was shocked. It was Long Yuan, the captain of the Dragonfly Squad! The others were also members of the Dragonfly Squad!


    Ma Nanshan furrowed his brows, "Long Yuan? What are you up to? Using a sneak attack and disregarding martial ethics?"


    Long Yuan burst into laughter, "Ma Nanshan, you really are naive. I can''t understand how someone like you unites the Pegasus Star. You probably still don''t know that your revered Captain Yun is a member of the Golden Horse Empire''s royalty!"


    Ma Nanshan looked at Yun Qi in shock, "What? Yun Qi, you''re part of the Golden Horse Empire''s royalty?"


    Yun Qi sighed, "Yes, but I am only from a collateral line."


    Ma Nanshan''s eyes blazed with fury, roaring, "My family was killed by the Golden Horse Empire! I cannot coexist under the same sky with the royal family of the Golden Horse Empire! I will kill you!" His palm surged with soul power, forming a long spear, ready to strike Yun Qi!


    Yun Qi''s expression changed dramatically as he hurriedly mustered his soul power to defend against the attack.


    Long Yuan crossed his arms, sneering. He Qing, a slender woman beside Long Yuan, covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "This Ma Nanshan really is foolish, easily provoked to turn against Yun Qi."


    The others laughed scornfully, reveling in the chaos.


    However, in the next moment, Ma Nanshan''s spear of soul power suddenly blasted towards the two nearest people! Yun Qi''s hands, initially forming a soul shield, swiftly changed and transformed into a soul-powered bow and arrow in the blink of an eye.


    Two twanging sounds.


    The soul-powered arrows flew from the string at high speed towards two members of the Dragonfly Squad!


    In just an instant. four heads were pierced through by the soul spear and soul arrows! Their faces, frozen in mockery, instantly stiffened.


    With a thud, four bodies fell to the ground.


    Ma Nanshan sneered, "Did you really think I was foolish enough not to know that Leader Yun is from the Golden Horse Empire''s royalty?"


    Yun Qi felt a sense of relief. He had noticed the change in Ma Nanshan''s expression earlier and knew Ma Nanshan''s true intentions. The two men, perfectly coordinated, acted in seamless unison.


    The cold sneers on the faces of Long Yuan and his group instantly turned into raging fury at that moment. They had never expected that Ma Nanshan, always regarded as a talkative and straightforward man, would feign an attack on Yun Qi to strike the unguarded members of the Dragonfly Squad.


    Yun Qi, pretending to defend against Ma Nanshan, also aimed his real attack at the members of the Dragonfly Squad. In that instant, four of the ten members of the Dragonfly Squad were dead!


    Long Yuan''s heart bled with grief. He roared furiously, "Yun Qi! You damned traitor!"


    He Qing also shouted in anger, "Ma Nanshan, you dare kill my sworn brother, prepare to die!"


    The remaining six members of the Dragonfly Squad quickly closed in. They relentlessly unleashed soul techniques, bombarding Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan with a frenzy of attacks. Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan fought while retreating, using the terrain to their advantage and continuously inflicting injuries on Long Yuan and his team.


    However, after a prolonged chase and battle, except for Long Yuan and He Qing, all other members of the Dragonfly Squad were dead. Even Long Yuan and He Qing were severely wounded, with their soul power nearly depleted.


    The look in their eyes when they gazed at Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan had shifted from furious anger to fear. These two were exceedingly difficult to kill. Yun Qi was truly the most experienced of the Ascenders. Ma Nanshan was truly the strongest in soul power. No wonder the queen had secretly ordered their elimination.


    With a thud, a soul spear pierced through He Qing''s heart. The slender woman fell to the ground in disbelief.


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan, dragging their heavily scarred bodies, stood before Long Yuan. Long Yuan was overwhelmed with fear, desperately shrinking back. His earlier arrogance had completely vanished.


    Ma Nanshan growled, "Speak, why did you ambush us!"


    A sinister smile suddenly appeared on Long Yuan''s face. Yun Qi, with a complex expression, said, "You don''t need to say it, I can guess. It was the queen''s command, wasn''t it?"

 Chapter 212: Always Look on the Bright Side

    Long Yuan clutched his chest, his eyes wide open, and he snorted coldly, "It seems you already knew. The queen planned to use human souls as fuel, and you refused. You defied the queen''s orders, but your experience is too vast, likely to inspire other Ascenders, so the queen ordered us to eliminate you..."


    Yun Qi took a deep breath, "Was it you who leaked the information about my Dark Cloud Squad to the Slaughter Faction?"


    Long Yuan gave a sinister laugh, "It was the queen''s command."


    Yun Qi sighed deeply. He had come to Soul Star long ago, among the first batch of Ascenders to follow the queen. Of those earliest Ascenders, he was the only one left. He had not expected the queen to turn against him.


    At that moment, Yun Qi felt something being torn from within him, shattering. His body shook, nearly causing him to fall, but Ma Nanshan quickly steadied him.


    Long Yuan, seizing the moment, mobilized the last bit of his recovering soul power, blasting out the enveloping mist. Then, with a forceful push, he attempted to flee.


    Ma Nanshan''s eyes widened, "Who said you could leave? Come back here!"


    His soul spear flew from his hand, striking Long Yuan''s heart with unerring precision. The latter, clutching his chest in disbelief, fell forward with a thud. He should never have accepted the queen''s task. Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan were too strong...


    Long Yuan''s consciousness quickly succumbed to the encroaching darkness.


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan sat back-to-back, both wearing bitter smiles. Yun Qi had come to Soul Star out of curiosity, having encountered a Psionic block. Ma Nanshan, having no rivals left on Pegasus Star and carrying the ideal of saving Soul Star, had arrived here as well. But now, everything was shattered.


    The Ascendant Faction wanted them dead. There was no going back to Pegasus Star. Surviving in the desolate wilderness of Soul Star was akin to self-destruction.


    Since death was inevitable sooner or later, they thought it might be better to die sooner and find release.


    Yun Qi extended his hand, gazing at the same hand that had slain countless souls, and felt an urge to end his own life. Ma Nanshan grabbed his hand and pointed ahead, "Leader Yun, I know you want to die, but hold off on dying for a moment¡ªlook ahead."


    Yun Qi lifted his head and was startled to see a soul entity with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a snake speeding toward them. The soul entity was massive. At first glance, it was evident that it rivaled the Specter King in stature.


    Yun Qi scrutinized the soul entity a few moments longer. It seemed familiar, perhaps from a long-ago encounter. He tried hard to recall, but couldn''t bring it to mind.


    Deciding not to dwell on it, Yun Qi chuckled instead, "Unexpectedly running into a Ghost King, now I won''t have to do the deed myself."


    Ma Nanshan shook his head, "Leader Yun, you must think positively. What if it''s the Husbandry Faction''s Specter King?"


    Yun Qi''s face twitched, and he swiftly raised his hand, "Then I might as well kill myself!" Being captured by the Husbandry Faction to serve as a breeding stallion, day in and day out, would be worse than death.This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.


    The two-armed figure standing before them fiddled with his divination tools for a while before saying, "You two are quite interesting. Father might take an interest in you. Would you like to come with me?"


    After hearing this, Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan were stunned. Father? Although the Soul Clan had genders, since they lacked physical bodies, they naturally couldn''t reproduce.


    New members of the Soul Clan were created by two Specter Kings slicing parts of their souls and merging them. Lower-level beings like the Great Specters and Specters lacked any capability to produce new souls.


    Newborn members of the Soul Clan wouldn''t refer to their creators as parents but would still address them as Kings. Upon reaching the rank of a Specter King, they would refer to the ones who produced them as equals.


    What was this Specter King''s deal? Could there be a fourth secret faction beyond the Slaughter, Husbandry, and Ascendant Factions?


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan exchanged a glance. Having been abandoned by the Ascendant Faction, they decided to see what this was about. There was no harm in just looking.


    Seeing their agreement, Two Arms scooped them up under his arms and flew towards the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array. The high-speed flight left Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan dizzy and disoriented.


    Before they could clear their heads, they were already standing on solid ground.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow and withdrew his Great Devouring Palm, eyeing the two men. He could tell at a glance that their souls and bodies were not perfectly aligned¡ªa clear sign of Ascenders.


    "Dad, while searching for powerful soul beasts outside, I found these two interesting individuals and brought them back," said Two Arms. "I think they might be useful to you."


    With a chuckle, Two Arms recounted everything he had observed.


    Chu Xuan glanced at the two men. Yun Qi, astonished, exclaimed, "Senior, it''s you!"


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow, recognizing the man. He had just arrived on Soul Star and set up the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Formation. Intent on eradicating any threats around the formation, he had planned to clear out the Husbandry Faction entrenched near the City of Torrential Flow. He had accidentally encountered an Ascenders squad attacking the city, finding themselves encircled by the Husbandry Faction. At that time, Yun Qi had invited him to join the Ascenders, but he had outright refused.


    Chu Xuan hadn''t expected that, after more than a decade, he would meet this man again. Indeed, it seemed they were fated to cross paths again.


    Chu Xuan casually asked, "Were you betrayed by the Ascendant Faction?"


    Yun Qi replied with a bitter smile, "Senior, you are correct."


    Chu Xuan spoke indifferently, "Do you want to avenge your fallen comrades?"


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan looked at each other, then simultaneously knelt down, "Yes! Please teach us, Senior!"


    Chu Xuan stated calmly, "Work for me, gather information about the Ascendant Faction."


    Both responded earnestly, "We are willing!"


    Chu Xuan nodded and casually released two streams of spiritual sense, which entered their bodies. Suddenly, he transformed these into spiritual sense brands, imprinting them deep within their souls. The two felt their souls enveloped by an intense chill, nearly losing consciousness.


    However, after the brief cold sensation passed, they realized their souls were gradually growing stronger as if being nourished by something. Both were elated. Currently, both were level nine great soul masters but had always been unable to break into the rank of Soul King. If nourished by this substance, might becoming a Soul King be imminent?


    Chu Xuan remarked softly, "That is both a gift and a shackle. Reaching what you call the level of a Soul King will be easy. But from now on, you cannot betray me."


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan responded solemnly, "We will never betray you!"


    Ma Nanshan scratched his head, "By the way... boss, do you also have a Psionic block? I feel like your soul aura seems familiar..."


    Chu Xuan smiled but remained silent.


    Ma Nanshan knew better than to ask further, promptly shutting his mouth. He had recognized Chu Xuan''s aura¡ªit was the one who always remained silent!


    Chu Xuan said lightly, "Change your accent before you speak again."


    Yun Qi respectfully said, "Master, we are probably now considered traitors by the queen of the Ascendant Faction. We are willing to gather intelligence for you, but how can we return to the Ascenders now?"


    Chu Xuan snapped his fingers, "Simple. I''ll turn you into someone else."

 Chapter 213: Mixed Origin Infinite Art

    In the blink of an eye, Yun Qi transformed into the visage of Long Yuan, and Ma Nanshan took on the appearance of He Qing. With Chu Xuan''s abilities, altering someone''s appearance was effortlessly done.


    Ma Nanshan was almost in tears, "Why do I have to be the woman?"


    Yun Qi coughed lightly, "Long Yuan and He Qing are a couple, and He Qing often initiates flirtations with Long Yuan. Remember that well, Nanshan."


    Ma Nanshan, "..."


    Chu Xuan casually produced two transmitting jade slips and taught them how to use them, "Take these, and transmit any information you gather through them."


    "Yes," Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan both nodded solemnly.


    "Go, you are Long Yuan and He Qing from now on," Chu Xuan said with a smile.


    The two bowed and departed. From that moment on, Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan were considered dead. Yet, being formidable in strength, they had severely wounded the Dragonfly Squad before their supposed deaths. Of the ten members of the Dragonfly Squad, only the leader Long Yuan and the vice-leader He Qing survived.


    "You seem to recognize the master?" Yun Qi asked quietly.


    Ma Nanshan nodded, "It was a long time ago. I encountered... the master through a Psionic block. But he never spoke. I didn''t expect the master''s soul power to be so immense! Now I understand why the master never spoke; he probably saw through it as a trap all along."


    Yun Qi nodded in agreement. He couldn''t help but look back toward the direction of the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Formation, feeling that their new master was profoundly mysterious and utterly inscrutable. Working for him seemed like a wise choice.


    ...


    Chu Xuan pondered thoughtfully. These two were merely pawns in a larger game. After all, the Ascendant Faction was now barely a few cats and dogs. Even without gathering their intelligence, it wouldn''t significantly impact his plans.


    However, the intelligence gathered from Soul One, Soul Two, Soul Three, and Soul Four was crucial. It related to the scale of measures Chu Xuan would need to employ against the Slaughter King and the Greedy King¡ªwhether he needed no preparation at all and could strike directly at the heart, or if he should slightly enhance his power before acting, or even reveal his full hand and proceed as if it were a prolonged war.


    "Hmm? Is there good news from Blue Star?" Chu Xuan perked up upon receiving new information from Wang Zhenxu.


    Deciding to leave a small portion of his soul on Soul Star, he immediately stood up and summoned Wang Zhenxu.


    Moments later, the chief of the Black Blade Nine-Person Council knelt before Chu Xuan, his expression barely concealing his excitement. "Immortal! The harmonization technique was successful!" He presented a stack of thick papers to Chu Xuan.


    With a simple gesture, Chu Xuan levitated all the papers in mid-air. He skimmed through the text swiftly, absorbing every word.If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    After a brief moment, Chu Xuan showed a slight hint of surprise. He had read through the technique and found it entirely viable¡ªso much so that it could be practiced immediately without any modifications.


    "Who developed this harmonization technique?" Chu Xuan inquired.


    Wang Zhenxu replied respectfully, "An elderly man from a place called Ma Baoguo. He has a keen understanding of this matter, so I had him brought to the Enlightenment Institute from the Holy Light Theocracy branch."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly and flicked a large blood pearl toward Wang Zhenxu, "Reward this to Ma Baoguo. Tell him to keep up the good work."


    "Yes!" Wang Zhenxu, holding the large blood pearl, nodded solemnly.


    "What''s the matter?" Chu Xuan frowned slightly.


    Wang Zhenxu gave an awkward smile, "Immortal, Ma Baoguo has a condition¡ªhe hopes you will use the name he has given to the technique."


    "Oh? What name did he choose? Let''s hear it," Chu Xuan asked curiously.


    Wang Zhenxu said earnestly, "Mixed Origin Infinite Art."


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. ''Mixed Origin'' aptly reflected the essence of the harmonization technique. The words ''Infinite Art'' reminded him of the old demonic sects.


    "This name is good, I''ll use it," Chu Xuan nodded.


    "Ma Baoguo will be very pleased to hear this," Wang Zhenxu said respectfully as he began to retreat, "I take my leave."


    After Wang Zhenxu left, Chu Xuan immediately began practicing the Mixed Origin Infinite Art. This harmonization technique''s main benefit was the vast amount of Spiritual Qi it could generate¡ªenough to mitigate the conflicts between other mutually contradictory techniques.


    The Mixed Origin Infinite Art was divided into nine levels, corresponding to the Golden Core''s first through ninth levels. It took Chu Xuan only three days to grasp the basics of the technique.


    A year later, he had cultivated the Mixed Origin Infinite Art to its highest, the ninth level. Upon reaching the ninth level, he sensed that the technique might still have potential for further enhancement.


    Maybe giving Ma Baoguo more opportunities could lead to a grander achievement, possibly developing a Nascent Soul stage harmonization technique!


    "The conflicts between the techniques within my body have finally lessened. I can continue my cultivation now."


    Chu Xuan immediately sat down to meditate. Now at the ninth level of Golden Core, he urgently needed to find Nascent Soul spiritual materials. Thus, he planned to cultivate the "Great Protective Golden Wheel Scripture" to its highest third level, from which he could learn a new spell called "Protective Dharma Body." This technique required the condensation of merit and was incredibly durable. Additionally, he aimed to cultivate the "Yin Thunder Evil Technique" to its ninth level to learn the "Yin Evil Thunder Shadow" spell.


    As time swiftly passed, five years had elapsed on Blue Star. Chu Xuan''s body radiated intense golden light. Suddenly, he conjured a magnificent golden dharma body. This majestic form exuded compassion and benevolence, embodying all that was true, good, and beautiful in the world, instilling a sense of humility in those who beheld it.


    Chu Xuan''s thoughts stirred, and a shadow bursting with lightning suddenly leaped from his own shadow, sprinting around him three times in the blink of an eye. For the first time, Chu Xuan gazed into the eyes of this shadow¡ªhis own reflection¡ªand found the experience profoundly intriguing.


    These two spells were naturally the Protective Dharma Body and the Yin Evil Thunder Shadow. With these, he had a reliable means of self-protection. Additionally, the substantial expansion of his spiritual soul had naturally condensed into the essence of his spiritual soul.


    Alongside the Ghost Kings Two Arms and Four Arms, Chu Xuan''s current power was such that if he were to confront Yun Zhongyu again, unlike the perilous battle of last time, he could easily counter and defeat him.


    "Calculating the time... I''ve spent about twenty years on Blue Star, and two years have passed in the extraterritorial battlefield," Chu Xuan mused. "For two years, we''ve failed to locate Huikong, so the efforts of the Reincarnation Divine Church should have significantly diminished by now, likely just going through the motions.


    Taking this opportunity, I should hasten to gather the remaining Nascent Soul spiritual materials. If I can step onto the Nascent Soul Path, I will have more opportunities across the extraterritorial battlefield."


    With no time to waste, Chu Xuan activated the Blood Mirror and set off for the extraterritorial battlefield, poised to gather the necessary materials and ascend to the next level of his cultivation journey.

 Chapter 214: Where is Lei Family City?

    In the extraterritorial battlefield, on a desolate plain devoid of life, remnants of ancient walls and the bones of ancient beasts scattered about created a scene eerily unsettling.


    Suddenly, a figure appeared seemingly out of nowhere. He surveyed the surroundings and nodded slightly.


    "Good, no trace of the Nether Crocodiles," Chu Xuan observed, looking around at the largely identical landscape. He randomly chose a direction to proceed. There was no point in trying to discern one area from another; wherever he went would suffice.


    As he continued, it wasn''t long before he actually encountered another person. However, this person''s body was swaying as if on the verge of collapse, seemingly severely injured. The man noticed Chu Xuan and showed a look of relief, rushing towards him.


    Chu Xuan''s instincts cautioned him.


    The man called out, "I am Zhang Xingshan, a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Reincarnation Divine Church. Fellow daoist, do you have any healing elixirs? I shall repay your kindness abundantly in the future!"


    Chu Xuan was quite surprised and responded respectfully, "So, it is senior Zhang. I am He Liang, a cultivator from the Majestic Sword Sect, and it''s an honor to meet you, senior."


    By now, Zhang Xingshan had closed the distance, allowing Chu Xuan to see the man''s condition. The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Reincarnation Divine Church was covered in wounds, and his once dignified elder''s robe was tattered, hardly befitting his esteemed status. His body was full of scars, and his spiritual Qi was nearly depleted.


    Chu Xuan retrieved several bottles of healing elixirs from his storage bag, "Senior, I only have healing elixirs suitable for Golden Core cultivators here, which might be of little effect for you."


    Zhang Xingshan approached swiftly, a flicker of sharpness in his eyes, "No matter, your willingness to offer healing elixirs is commendable."


    As Chu Xuan looked down, Zhang Xingshan suddenly raised his hand. The scant spiritual Qi left in his body surged out, forming a gigantic maw that lunged at Chu Xuan!


    Chu Xuan''s eyes flickered coldly. The next moment, Two Arms and Four Arms burst out from his shadow. The two ghost kings, each equipped with their life-bound ghost weapons, attacked from both sides!


    With a loud crash, a sound of unbearable breaking came from within Zhang Xingshan''s body. He writhed in agony, utterly shocked. A mere Golden Core cultivator had two Ghost Kings bursting out from within him!


    "You... you..." Zhang Xingshan wailed, attempting to flee by releasing his Nascent Soul. However, Two Arms and Four Arms were not about to let him escape. In the blink of an eye, they seized his dimly lit Nascent Soul figure, tore it in two, and devoured it on the spot.


    Chu Xuan reached out, catching Zhang Xingshan''s physical body and tossed it into the Corpse Nurturing Tower, while securing his storage bag at his waist. He then cast a Corpse Refining Blood Fire spell, cleansing the area of any remnants of battle, ensuring no traces were left behind. Only then did he deploy the Mahayana Swift Escape, quickly fleeing the scene.


    When Zhang Xingshan had first spotted him, his excitement was palpable, as if he had seen a piece of walking meat. At that moment, Chu Xuan knew that the man''s intentions were not to seek healing elixirs, but rather to capture him.You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.


    Healing elixirs for Golden Core cultivators were of little use to a Nascent Soul cultivator. However, devouring the flesh and soul of a Golden Core cultivator could be transformed through secret methods into a surge of Spiritual Qi and vitality, likely improving Zhang Xingshan''s grave injuries significantly.


    Clearly, that had been his plan in approaching Chu Xuan. Had it been any other Golden Core cultivator, they might have indeed fallen prey to Zhang Xingshan''s scheme. After all, the Reincarnation Divine Church was a sixth-tier cultivation sect, revered as the ''upper sect'' by most cultivators in the extraterritorial battlefield!


    Zhang Xingshan, despite being a Nascent Soul elder of the Reincarnation Divine Church, was severely wounded and fleeing towards desolation¡ªa sign he likely harbored some secrets.


    "His storage bag might contain treasures, but I''ll need to find a safe place to examine them," Chu Xuan thought as he continued to hasten forward.


    Then, as expected, he got lost.


    After aimlessly wandering the barren plains like a headless fly, Chu Xuan stumbled upon a massive, deep ravine, a sight that sparked a sense of familiarity within him.


    "The Great Chasm!"


    Finally, he had found a landmark.


    This time, instead of heading to the Righteous Dao City where he had resided as Monk Huikong, Chu Xuan decided to go to Lei Family City. The Reincarnation Divine Church''s search efforts would be most intense in Righteous Dao City, so it made sense to change his destination. Lei Family City was a good choice.


    A day later, he arrived outside Lei Family City. However, the grand characters carved over the city gates had changed.


    "Heavenly Sword City?"


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow in surprise. What had happened to the Lei Family City? He looked towards the gate guards, clad in the robes of the Majestic Sword Sect, Golden Core cultivators. Had the city''s allegiance shifted?


    Chu Xuan didn''t ponder much before following other cultivators into Heavenly Sword City. Upon entering, he made his way straight to a teahouse to partake in some tea. Naturally, drinking tea was secondary; his primary intention was to eavesdrop on the conversations of the other cultivators.


    By the time Chu Xuan stepped out of the teahouse, he had gleaned knowledge about the majority of significant events that had occurred over the past two years. The Nascent Soul patriarch of the Lei family, Lei Mingyang, had been gravely injured by Yun Zhongyu and had been forced to flee, releasing his Nascent Soul. This weakened the Lei family''s power considerably.


    Seizing the opportunity, Shangguan Hao of the Majestic Sword Sect led a faction of cultivators from Majestic Sword City to invade Lei Family City. They ousted the Lei family, seized control, and renamed it Heavenly Sword City. With this acquisition, the Majestic Sword Sect nominally possessed two large cities and seven smaller ones, making their territory the largest on this battlefield.


    However, it seemed Shangguan Hao had some conflicts with other Nascent Soul cultivators of Majestic Sword City. Rather than being the sect''s second major city, this place seemed more like a private domain of the Shangguan family.


    Intent on keeping a low profile, Chu Xuan had already altered his appearance and concealed his aura. To outsiders, he appeared to be nothing more than a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.


    Chu Xuan rented a second-tier cave dwelling, set up his protective formations, and then returned to Blue Star. He had a gut feeling that Zhang Xingshan harbored secrets. Therefore, he approached the task of opening the man''s storage bag with caution.


    Nascent Soul cultivators'' spiritual imprints are formidable. Despite Chu Xuan''s soul being far more advanced than that of his peers in the Golden Core stage, it still took him five full days to completely erase the spiritual imprint from the storage bag.


    "Quite a few medium spiritual stones, about two thousand pieces. All the pills, talismans, and magic treasures are gone. This guy was broke, wasn''t he? Ah, but there is a Soul Breaking Spike; not bad at all."


    Chu Xuan couldn''t help but shake his head, though he could guess the circumstances. The man must have been through a fierce battle of life and death, likely consuming all his pills, talismans, and magic treasures during the fight.


    As for the Soul Breaking Spikes, Chu Xuan had already obtained two from Yun Zhongyu''s storage bag. With this one, he now had three.


    "Ah, what''s this box?"


    Chu Xuan noticed a wooden box placed in the most secure compartment of Zhang Xingshan''s storage bag. A look of curiosity flashed across his eyes. Opening the box, he found an ancient seed emitting a grey aura. The more he looked at it, the more ominous it seemed.


    "What is this?"

 Chapter 215: Taotie Tree Seed

    The more Chu Xuan scrutinized the seed, the dizzier he felt, an unmistakable sign that this was no ordinary object. He decided to err on the side of caution, carefully re-securing it within his storage.


    Without knowing its true purpose, it was best not to tamper with it recklessly. Given that Zhang Xingshan, despite being a Nascent Soul elder of the Reincarnation Divine Church, had met such a dire fate, the seed might very well be related.


    "It seems I need to investigate what this seed really is¡­" Chu Xuan mused, turning back to the extraterritorial battlefield.


    ...


    At the heart of the perilous battlefield stood a black and white colossal tower¡ª the Reincarnation Tower. This was the stronghold of the Reincarnation Divine Church in this war zone.


    The tower stood aloof from all conflicts. Even the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, Majestic Sword Sect, Celestial Sound Zen Temple, and other such powers would not dare to encroach within a hundred miles of it. This was the suppressive power that a sixth-tier sect held over fifth-tier sects.


    At that moment, on the highest floor of the Reincarnation Tower, two figures stood opposite each other. One was a tall, elderly man with white hair and beard, exuding a powerful and vigorous aura, clearly a formidable being of the Deity Transformation stage. The other, a slender, ice-cold, and beautiful woman, had reached the late stages of the Nascent Soul.


    The elderly man had his eyes closed, his eyeballs moving rapidly under his lids. The woman waited beside him, her expression gradually turning impatient.


    After a long while, the elder opened his eyes, looking significantly aged. The woman quickly asked, "Uncle Master Tiancang, have you divined the approximate location of the Taotie Tree Seed?"


    True Master Tiancang gave a wry smile, "Just a moment ago, I sensed the aura of the wooden box being opened. Yet, when I sat down to divine its location, I found it to be impossibly far from the Reincarnation Tower, almost as if..."


    The woman furrowed her brows, "As if what?"


    True Master Tiancang sighed lightly, "As if it''s in another world, which seems impossible."


    The woman thought for a moment, "Zhang Xingshan stole the seed, and his only escape would have been to seek help from the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect. Please, Uncle Master, order the sealing of all teleportation arrays in this battlefield and dispatch trustworthy individuals to discreetly search for the seed. My master instructed that this matter must not be publicized. We must proceed with caution. We''ll catch the traitor Zhang Xingshan sooner or later, like catching a turtle in a jar."


    "Yes, I obey, Holy Maiden. Take care," True Master Tiancang nodded.


    The woman then promptly departed.


    As the woman departed, True Master Tiancang''s face grew increasingly cold.


    A young man entered from outside, chuckling, "This Leng Hanshuang, relying on her status as the Holy Maiden, doesn''t even show the master respect. She even showed impatience while master was divining."


    True Master Tiancang responded calmly, "Disrespecting elders will lead her to a great downfall someday. Let''s not talk about her now. Ming Rui, choose trustworthy people to start both overt and covert investigations for the seed."If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    As he spoke, he cast a beam of spiritual light into Ming Rui''s mind, imprinting the appearance of the seed.


    Ming Rui nodded immediately, "I will follow your teachings closely."


    "By the way, have we found any clues about Huikong?" True Master Tiancang suddenly asked.


    Ming Rui shook his head, "Huikong seems to have vanished; it''s been two years with no trace, and even the master''s divination powers can''t locate him. We can''t find him if he doesn''t want to be found¡­"


    True Master Tiancang sighed lightly, "Enough, enough. Your senior brother brought this upon himself¡­ alas."


    As Ming Rui turned to leave, he couldn''t help but ask, "Master, what exactly is this seed that even the elders of our sect are alarmed and sent Leng Hanshuang here to ask you to consume your lifespan to divine?"


    True Master Tiancang looked at him steadily, "Don''t ask questions you shouldn''t. Knowing too much isn''t good for you."


    Ming Rui instantly recoiled, "Yes, master, I was wrong to ask. I''ll have my confidants search for the seed."


    With that, he quickly left, lest he face further reprimand.


    "Ming Rui¡­ your cultivation is too lax. If this continues, I might have to harvest early."


    True Master Tiancang watched his departing figure with a hint of regret in his eyes.


    "What a pity. If only I had the complete tome of the Body Seizing Technique created by my junior brother, I wouldn''t need to find a superior-grade spiritual body every century to extend my life, alas¡­ where is that technique, after all?"


    ...


    A few days later, Chu Xuan walked out of an auction in Heavenly Sword City and entered a teahouse. Sipping his tea, he shook his head repeatedly.


    Nascent Soul spiritual items were indeed rare. To this day, Chu Xuan had only acquired three Soul Breaking Spikes.


    If he was to break his Golden Core and advance to the Nascent Soul stage, his ultimate-grade thunder spiritual root might only increase his chances of success by ten percent. Relying solely on his spiritual root to attempt the Nascent Soul stage was almost like seeking death.


    A ten percent chance of success was far from acceptable to Chu Xuan. That''s why he needed to rely on Nascent Soul spiritual items. Soul Breaking Spikes were one option, but they weren''t the best available.


    In addition to the spikes, there were also items like the Core Transformation Gel and Gold Crumble Mud. Ideally, he should have several types of Nascent Soul spiritual items for a combined effect, which might increase his chances slightly.


    If he only had three Soul Breaking Spikes, Chu Xuan estimated his chances at about sixty percent. That definitely wouldn''t do.


    With such assets as the Blood Mirror and Blue Star, and Soul Star as his back garden, if he followed the correct cultivation protocols, he should be able to ascend from one major realm to another.


    Sixty percent was far from sufficient. Even ninety-nine percent wasn''t enough. He would only choose to break his Golden Core and advance to the Nascent Soul stage if his chances were a full one hundred percent. Otherwise, if he were to capsize in the gutter, to whom could he possibly complain?


    Chu Xuan wandered the auction house deliberately, hoping to purchase additional Nascent Soul spiritual items. After all, having slain the Nascent Soul cultivators Yun Zhongyu and Zhang Xingshan, his storage bag was quite flush with spiritual stones.


    Yet, despite the abundance of spiritual stones, Nascent Soul spiritual items remained elusive. This was a significant predicament; rarely would anyone who acquired such items put them up for auction. They would either use them or save them for their descendants unless there was a dire need for something else, at which point they might consider selling.


    "This really is a headache," Chu Xuan sighed deeply. If only he knew who possessed Nascent Soul spiritual items, he could handle the situation straightforwardly¡ªstorm their residence, claiming they had first stepped with their left foot, which violated his taboo, and then proceed with the usual methods. However, he did not even know who might possess such items.


    Just then, from the corner of his eye, Chu Xuan noticed two cultivators from the Reincarnation Divine Church, one following the other, entering the residence of Shangguan Hao in the main thoroughfare of Heavenly Sword City.


    "Hmm? Members of the Reincarnation Divine Church? What are they doing in Heavenly Sword City?"


    Soon after, Shangguan Hao''s trusted cultivators posted notices throughout the city. A reward was offered for the traitor Zhang Xingshan of the Reincarnation Divine Church!


    Anyone who could provide a lead that was verified and confirmed by their specialists would receive a reward from the Reincarnation Divine Church. Rewards included three Nascent Soul spiritual items such as Soul Breaking Spikes, Core Transformation Gel, and Gold Crumble Mud. The bounty would be even greater for those who captured or killed the traitor, with the highest reward being three bottles of Deity Nurturing Elixir!

 Chapter 216: Another Betrayal

    Chu Xuan stood among the crowd in Heavenly Sword City, his eyebrows raising as he read the posted notice. The bounty for Zhang Xingshan was higher than the reward of Huikong. What secrets did Zhang Xingshan harbor, or rather, what was the true nature of that seed?


    Silently, Chu Xuan retreated from the crowd, lost in thought. The appearance of Reincarnation Divine Church cultivators in Heavenly Sword City indicated they were seeking Shangguan Hao.


    This implied that Shangguan Hao might know what the seed was. To the current Chu Xuan, Shangguan Hao, merely at the early stage of Nascent Soul, was not a formidable opponent. Yun Zhongyu had posed little challenge, and thus Shangguan Hao would be even easier to handle.


    However, Chu Xuan had already discerned Shangguan Hao''s habits. The man kept to his abode, rarely venturing out, with his subordinates handling nearly all affairs. How could Chu Xuan gain control over him?


    If he were to storm the residence, he doubted he could break through the dwelling''s protective formations quickly. If Shangguan Hao had time to react, the situation would deteriorate. Chu Xuan could imagine his whereabouts becoming known soon after, leading to a perilous state of being hunted.


    The worst outcome would be the necessity to reveal the Blood Mirror, using it to escape right under the watchful eyes of many. That would be troublesome. He might never be able to return to the extraterritorial battlefield, as there could always be someone waiting on the other side of the Blood Mirror, ready to catch him as he emerged.


    "Rash actions are unwise," Chu Xuan concluded. "I should lie low in Heavenly Sword City. Surely, Shangguan Hao cannot stay secluded in his dwelling forever."


    Chu Xuan calmed his mind and made a plan. He spent some effort to bribe a low-level Golden Core cultivator residing above Shangguan Hao''s mansion, claiming he wished to meet Shangguan Hao and inquiring about the times he might emerge from seclusion.


    The other party, suspecting nothing amiss, agreed immediately. After all, Shangguan Hao was the lord of Heavenly Sword City, a prestigious Nascent Soul cultivator. Many sought an audience with him, and Chu Xuan''s actions did not draw any particular attention¡ªmostly thanks to the substantial sincerity he had shown with his bribe.


    In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed on the extraterritorial battlefield, while five years had elapsed on Blue Star. Chu Xuan spent most of his time on Blue Star practicing the "Thousand Refinement Dragon Elephant Technique," but he never allowed himself to become too immersed in it.


    Periodically, he would return to Heavenly Sword City to check on Shangguan Hao''s movements. Despite his intermittent training schedule, supported by the substantial flesh of the Nether Crocodiles, Chu Xuan had elevated his physical cultivation to the thirty-first level. This realm was now comparable to the combat power of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.


    Furthermore, when Chu Xuan had time to spare, he would stroll around Heavenly Sword City, purchasing anything he needed on a whim. He took an interest in several poison scriptures and bought them all in one go.


    Additionally, he acquired a breath-concealment technique from the auction house. Previously, he had cultivated the "Turtle Breath Technique," a Foundation Establishment Stage method that allowed him to freely alter the strength of his aura.


    However, this technique was less effective now that he was beyond the Foundation Establishment Stage. He had since upgraded to the "Abyssal Return Method," a top-tier Golden Core breath-concealment technique with only three levels. If cultivated to the highest level, one could even learn a secret art of feigning death, embodying the essence of the Path of Survival.The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    Although cultivating the "Abyssal Return Method" did not significantly increase his overall power, it substantially enhanced his survivability.


    During his wanders, Chu Xuan also encountered several old acquaintances. For instance, there was the middle-aged cultivator Duan Que, who had changed his appearance and even his name to "Ning Que."


    His once bald head was now covered with thick black hair, making one suspect he had experience in fleeing. Others, like Wan Wuying, Zhao Wuya, and Huang Yuanwu, were conducting their cautious small businesses in Heavenly Sword City, which mostly involved occasional assassinations and treasure robberies.


    Yet, they were clearly still troubled by the scarcity of Nascent Soul spiritual items. Like them, many other robbers did not receive much attention from Shangguan Hao, who seldom expended effort to manage the robbers around Heavenly Sword City.


    Moreover, the trio knew well whom they could provoke and whom they could not, and thus they never attracted any formidable enemies. Life was relatively comfortable for them.


    Chu Xuan recognized them, but they could not recognize him. His skill in disguise was not quite at the pinnacle, but it was certainly masterful. Even some Nascent Soul cultivators might not see through his disguise. Chu Xuan had no desire to reveal his identity to them, as that could potentially invite unnecessary trouble.


    As Chu Xuan patiently waited, an opportunity finally presented itself. Shangguan Hao emerged from seclusion! Surprisingly, though he nominally entered the Shangguan family estate, he actually changed his appearance and secretly slipped out the back door, leaving the city!


    "Interesting indeed, who could he be meeting so secretly?" Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow in curiosity. He remembered that Shangguan Hao once had an affair with his female disciple, and he was known for being under his wife''s strict control. It was very likely that this outing was for a clandestine rendezvous with a woman. With a smack of his lips, Chu Xuan too left the city.


    However, no sooner had he mingled with the crowd and passed through the gates than he noticed two figures also discreetly leaving Heavenly Sword City within the throng. He recognized their faces instantly; they were the two Reincarnation Divine Sect cultivators who had visited Heavenly Sword City that day. One was at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul, and the other at the early stage. It appeared they were following Shangguan Hao as well.


    Chu Xuan''s interest grew stronger.


    Could it be... that catching a cheater now required the involvement of the upper sect? Since when had the Reincarnation Divine Sect been so strict about the personal conduct of its disciples?


    Something didn''t add up.


    Silently, Chu Xuan followed them.


    ...


    Six hundred li south of Heavenly Sword City, there lay a region riddled with numerous caverns known as Thousand Caverns. The dark grottos within could suddenly erupt with thousands of nether crocodiles. It was common for cultivators from Heavenly Sword City to come here to clear out ancient beast remains.


    From a distance, Chu Xuan saw Shangguan Hao enter one of the caverns of Thousand Caverns. The two from the Reincarnation Divine Sect followed him inside. Chu Xuan was puzzled but then, the cavern erupted with earth-shattering explosions.


    Boom!


    Four figures suddenly flew out, engaging in pairs.


    "Shangguan Hao, you dare to leak the sacred secrets of our sect to the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect; you deserve death!" roared the younger Nascent Soul cultivator of the Reincarnation Divine Sect.


    Shangguan Hao said nothing and fought while retreating, clearly outmatched by the younger Nascent Soul cultivator. The other combat scene was not so one-sided; it saw the Reincarnation Divine Sect''s Nascent Soul cultivator being overpowered by a figure in black.


    Hidden in the shadows, Chu Xuan realized his mistake. It turned out Shangguan Hao was meeting with someone from the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, betraying the secrets of the Reincarnation Divine Sect.


    How misleading.


    Yet as he pondered, Chu Xuan recalled information about the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect. This sect was a formidable sixth-tier cultivation sect, on par with the Reincarnation Divine Sect. The two had been at odds for thousands of years, a rivalry marked by intense animosity.


    Two thousand years ago, the Reincarnation Divine Sect had even seized two resource-rich cultivation stars from the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect. But now, the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect was rising, ready to turn the tables.


    Shangguan Hao''s actions were nothing short of treachery against the Reincarnation Divine Sect. What awaited him was a fearsome crackdown. What benefits had the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect offered to tempt Shangguan Hao into such betrayal?

 Chapter 217: How long do you intend to hide?

    Boom, boom, boom!


    The battle among the four Nascent Soul cultivators was truly earth-shattering. The aftermath of their fight alone was enough to alter the landscape. The noise and fury of their battle soon caught the attention of some bandit cultivators in the vicinity.


    As word spread, it drew more attention from other wandering bandit cultivators. Their gazes locked onto Shangguan Hao and the others like hyenas watching a group of lions, ready to pounce at any sign of weakness. To these cultivators, Nascent Soul ancestors were usually lofty figures.


    Yet, should these elders be gravely injured in battle, they too would face nothing but death if confronted by bandit cultivators.


    The bandit cultivators waited patiently. They awaited the fall of the mighty lion so they could swarm and feast on the remains.


    Among them, Wan Wuying and his companions, also bandit cultivators, had also noticed the battle among the four Nascent Soul cultivators from a distance. Huang Yuanwu was tempted to join and claim his share of the spoils.


    However, Wan Wuying cautioned him, "The strife of Nascent Soul cultivators is not something we can meddle in. If you wish to take a share, first assess if you have the means to do so."


    After some deliberation, Huang Yuanwu and Zhao Wuya nodded repeatedly, suppressing their restless thoughts.


    Chu Xuan, unlike most bandit cultivators who were drawn close to the Thousand Caverns, kept himself well hidden. He could see that Shangguan Hao was no ordinary cultivator.


    Throughout the confrontation, Shangguan Hao had remained silent amidst the Reincarnation Divine Sect cultivators'' roars and curses, possibly holding back a trump card¡ªperhaps reinforcements or a strategic formation. Thus, Chu Xuan refrained from indulging in the fantasy that the others might wound each other grievously.


    As expected, the fight among the Nascent Souls had barely lasted a moment when an agent from the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, dressed in black, seized an opportunity. With a fierce punch, he penetrated the skull of the early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Reincarnation Divine Sect. His Nascent Soul barely escaped the body before the black-clothed man casually captured it and tossed it into a bag.


    During the battle, this agent had not revealed his cultivation in bodily refinement. Instead, he struck in an instant when a flaw was exposed, demonstrating admirable judgment and timing.


    In the blink of an eye, the situation shifted to two against one, encircling the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Reincarnation Divine Sect.


    Shangguan Hao spoke indifferently, "Don''t bother trying to send the information out. Around these Thousand Caverns, I''ve already laid out a formation well in advance. Once inside, no one can leave. As for the transmission jade, it''s equally incapable of sending out even the slightest bit of information. Ming Rui, you might as well surrender here!" With that, he took out a formation disk and suddenly activated it.


    Ming Rui''s gaze sharpened as he immediately surveyed his surroundings. As expected, a protective barrier had risen around the Thousand Caverns.


    Sword qi surged endlessly around them, attacking anyone attempting to leave the area. The bandit cultivators showed signs of fear and desperately tried to escape, only to be sliced into countless pieces by the fierce sword qi in an instant.


    Chu Xuan noticed the soaring sword qi as well and raised an eyebrow in response. Shangguan Hao had set a deep trap for Ming Rui to fall into, inadvertently ensnaring the marauding bandit cultivators who plagued the vicinity of Heavenly Sword City as well.Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences.


    Fortunately, Chu Xuan had remained cautious and kept a significant distance from the Thousand Caverns, thus he was outside the range of the formation. A quick glance was enough for him to recognize the formation as one of the Nascent Soul level, with the controlling disk still in Shangguan Hao''s hands.


    Had he been too greedy and ventured closer, he might have been caught inside the formation. With his current strength, even though he might have been able to break free, it would have forced him to reveal many of his hidden capabilities.


    Praising himself for his cautious nature, Chu Xuan continued to watch the unfolding events from beyond the formation.


    Meanwhile, the black-clothed man from the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect let out a sinister chuckle, "Hehehe, you must be a disciple of True Master Tiancang, right? Today, another one dies by my hand."


    Ming Rui''s pupils contracted, "Senior Brother Yun Zhongyu was killed by you?"


    The man in black only laughed strangely, "I would have liked to kill him, but alas, he didn''t die by my hand." He continued, "True Master Tiancang loves to cultivate disciples with spiritual bodies, nurturing them for hundreds of years before slaughtering them to extend his own life, claiming their deaths as accidents."


    "You must be still in the dark, right?" he taunted.


    Ming Rui''s pupils shrank drastically, his mind deeply shaken.


    "Die!"


    Shangguan Hao took this opportunity to burst forth, attacking in tandem with the black-clothed man from left and right.


    Despite being a direct disciple of True Master Tiancang, Ming Rui could not withstand the combined assault. He tried several times to break out from the encirclement of Shangguan Hao and the black-clad man, but the sword qi formation forced him back each time. Soon, he was gravely wounded and on his last breath.


    In a final act of desperation, he roared, "I only ask one thing, is what you said true? Did my master really... slaughter my senior brothers? Tell me, so I can die with some understanding!"


    The man in black sneered, "I was once a disciple of True Master Tiancang myself, and I barely escaped with my life. At this point, I have no reason to lie to you."


    With a furious roar, Ming Rui died from exhaustion, his body plummeting towards the ground.


    Within the formation, Shangguan Hao and the black-clothed man had nearly annihilated all the bandit cultivators, claiming their storage bags for themselves.


    The two bandit cultivators knelt before Shangguan Hao, pleading for mercy, "Master! We have always served you loyally, plundering loose cultivators on your behalf. It was also at your behest that we spread the word to lure these bandit cultivators here, please grant us a chance to live..."


    Before they could finish their plea, Shangguan Hao unleashed a slash of sword qi. Their heads soared into the air, and they died without understanding why Shangguan Hao had killed them so readily.


    The man in black let out a strange chuckle, "Fellow Daoist Shangguan, you''re quite decisive in killing your disciples."


    Shangguan Hao gave a slight smile, "They were merely deeply malevolent bandit cultivators, deserving of death. These two were once my disciples, but long ago we lost any master-disciple affection. It is only right that I eliminate them for the greater good."


    The man in black smiled silently.


    Shangguan Hao looked around to make sure no one else had survived. He nodded in satisfaction. With no third party left alive, there was no one to know they had met.


    Turning to the man in black, Shangguan Hao bowed respectfully, "Emissary, the disappearance of Ming Rui will sooner or later attract the attention of that old ghost Tiancang. He has the ability to divine the future. If he suspects that Ming Rui is dead, he might trace it back to me. I intended to remain in this extraterritorial battlefield to seek out the Taotie Tree species for the sect, but I am not strong enough on my own..."


    The man in black chuckled softly. He could clearly hear what Shangguan Hao was implying: he wanted the protection of the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect.


    The man in black pulled out a blood-colored gem and tossed it to Shangguan Hao. "This gem contains a drop of True Master Tiancang''s blood essence. I refined it specifically to counteract his divination. The personal imprint on the blood has been removed, so it cannot be sensed by Tiancang. Even if Tiancang uses a significant portion of his lifespan to divine the future, at most he can discover that Ming Rui died in the Thousand Caverns, but he won''t be able to trace it back to you. Keep this gem with you and continue your search for the Taotie Tree seeds without worry."


    Shangguan Hao was overjoyed, "Yes! Thank you, Emissary! I will certainly devote himself entirely to the sect, heart and soul!"


    The man in black let out a strange laugh and with a light step, his figure vanished like a gust of wind.


    Shangguan Hao did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked around carefully. After a long while, he suddenly spoke, his face showing a cold expression, "How long do you intend to hide?"


    Chu Xuan sneered silently, remaining hidden in his spot.


    After a while, Shangguan Hao nodded in satisfaction, "It seems there really is no one else around, very good..."

 Chapter 218: Everything Can Be Discussed!

    Shangguan Hao''s face beamed with joy as he made his way toward Heavenly Sword City. This journey could indeed be described as killing three birds with one arrow.


    Firstly, he had connected with the formidable Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, securing the promise of a bottle of Deity Nurturing Elixir, which would aid in his soul transformation. Secondly, by eliminating Ming Rui, he was no longer hindered nor worried about being discovered by True Master Tiancang. Thirdly, he had eradicated most of the marauding cultivators around Heavenly Sword City. It was a triple victory!


    Shangguan Hao could hardly contain his pride at his own cleverness. However, he had barely escaped a few dozen zhang when a chilling sensation prickled at his back, and an immense sense of foreboding arose within him. Without hesitation, Shangguan Hao immediately cast a defensive spell and activated his protective magic treasure.


    Boom!


    Two ghost kings, one in front and one behind, swung their five lifebound ghost weapons furiously, smashing down with terrifying force.


    Boom!


    The power of the second-tier ghost kings was indeed formidable. In an instant, they shattered Shangguan Hao''s defensive spell. His protective magic treasure let out a mournful cry, its light dimming instantly before plummeting to the ground.


    Shangguan Hao''s pupils constricted sharply. He recognized these two ghost kings! They were the very ones who had slain Yun Zhongyu under the command of a Golden Core monk!


    Shangguan Hao was petrified. He knew all too well that his own strength was no match for Yun Zhongyu''s. If that Golden Core monk could kill Yun Zhongyu, he could certainly kill him with ease!


    "With no grudges or grievances, why would you attack me so unprovoked, fellow daoist?" Shangguan Hao yelled, retreating rapidly while urging another protective magic treasure in front of him, hoping for a peaceful negotiation.


    Chu Xuan suddenly appeared, his hair standing on end and eyes wide with fury. "Shangguan Hao, I am He Liang! Do you remember me now?" he roared. "Your Majestic Sword Sect annihilated my entire sect! This enmity cannot coexist under the same sky, die now!"


    He Liang''s voice thundered.


    Shangguan Hao''s heart skipped a beat. His most beloved female disciple had died at the hands of someone named He Liang. He had searched long and hard for him but never found his whereabouts.


    The Majestic Sword Sect had destroyed many sects, making it difficult to trace which one He Liang belonged to. As time passed and new disciples came, the matter faded from his mind.


    Today, with He Liang revealed himself, Shangguan Hao suddenly remembered. He also realized something. The Golden Core monk Huikong and He Liang were the same person!


    It was likely that the battle at Great Chasm that night was intended for him. Fortunately, Yun Zhongyu had confronted him instead, otherwise, it would have been him facing death.


    Relief washed over Shangguan Hao as he acknowledged his narrow escape.


    "Fellow Daoist, please hold!" Shangguan Hao called out as he retreated. "There''s room for discussion! Within the Majestic Sword Sect, there are many factions, and it''s likely that another faction''s cultivator destroyed your sect!"Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more.


    "If you''re willing, we can join forces against those responsible!" His words were earnest, filled with a plea for understanding.


    Chu Xuan''s expression wavered with hesitation upon hearing this. Sensing an opportunity, Shangguan Hao pressed on warmly, "I understand your concerns. Even if you''ve slain one of my disciples, it''s of no consequence. She was spoiled and arrogant¡ªlikely she provoked you, and you had no choice but to act. This is a trivial matter, merely a single disciple!"


    Chu Xuan hesitated again, momentarily easing the assault of the two ghost kings with a casual gesture. He moved closer to Shangguan Hao, skepticism mixing with curiosity. "Is that true? You would cooperate with me?"


    With a reassured heart, Shangguan Hao praised his quick wit silently. "Of course! I, Shangguan Hao, have always been upright and honorable. I would never renege on a promise!" he declared confidently. "Rest assured, fellow Daoist. Just give me some time, and I will help you uncover exactly who was responsible for annihilating your sect."


    Patting his chest with a vow-like sincerity, Chu Xuan seemed swayed by his words and moved even closer. "If so, I demand you make an oath-bound by your inner demons. If you fail to help me eradicate my enemies, may your cultivation stagnate!"


    Cursing internally at Chu Xuan''s cunning, Shangguan Hao knew he was outmatched and had no choice but to comply. He raised his right arm, beginning to swear an oath.


    Before he could finish, a massive palm formed from a concentrated spiritual sense slammed down! With a booming sound, it smashed directly into Shangguan Hao''s sea of sense.


    Shangguan Hao''s own spiritual sense instinctively formed into a massive shield to counter, but his defensive secret technique was far inferior to Chu Xuan''s. Moreover, Chu Xuan''s attack was long-premeditated and enhanced with a strand of his soul essence, nearly doubling its destructive power.


    In just an instant, Shangguan Hao''s spiritual sense shattered like glass. The Great Devouring Palm erupted with a powerful suction force, sweeping away his spiritual sense in one swift motion, continuing unabated into his sea of sense. At this critical moment, his spirit suffered severe damage, and even his Nascent Soul had no chance to escape.


    Shangguan Hao''s eyes went blank as if his system had crashed.


    Chu Xuan swiftly employed a soul search technique. Normally, soul search could only be used on those with weaker spirits, and as a Golden Core cultivator, it should have been difficult for Chu Xuan to search the soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator.


    However, with Shangguan Hao''s spirit severely compromised and Chu Xuan''s own spirit far surpassing most Golden Core and even some False Soul cultivators, he faced no resistance.


    Quickly, Chu Xuan perused Shangguan Hao''s memories clearly. He then snapped Shangguan Hao''s neck, tossing his body into the corpse tower for puppets to feast upon.


    Afterward, he cast a Corpse Refining Blood Fire to obliterate all traces of the battle from the area before vanishing without a trace.


    Blue Star.


    Chu Xuan sat comfortably in a soft chair, sipping on steaming spirit tea while recalling everything he had seen through the Soul Search technique.


    "The Taotie Tree seeds... Under mysterious orders, Zhang Xingshan stole them. Consequently, the sect has set a substantial bounty to capture him alive and retrieve the seeds. The sect''s Holy Maiden, Leng Hanshuang, even enlisted True Master Tiancang to locate the Taotie Tree seeds. Yet, they could not pinpoint their exact location.


    Another disciple of True Master Tiancang, Ming Rui, was tasked with secretly finding the location of the seeds. Trusting Shangguan Hao as a friend, Ming Rui confided in him, hoping to jointly discover the whereabouts of the seeds. However, witnessing the dismal fate of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace and swayed by the lucrative offers from the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, Shangguan Hao decided to side with them instead..."


    Chu Xuan clicked his tongue.


    Everything was connected now. As the men in black from the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect had said, once the Taotie Tree seeds grow, they could consume an entire cultivation planet, leaving nothing behind. This rare and uniquely terrifying entity had been universally condemned by the top-tier cultivation sects, including both the Reincarnation Divine Sect and the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect.


    An extermination order was issued: should the Taotie Tree seeds or saplings be discovered, everything within a thousand li would be annihilated, leaving no living being behind. This was because the seeds could parasitize a living host, lying dormant until the opportunity to sprout anew arose.

 Chapter 219: Devour!

    The elder of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, unbeknownst to others, had acquired a seed of the Taotie Tree, aiming to use it to break through to a higher realm. Now, he has gone missing. Given this knowledge, the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect could not stand idly by and watch the Reincarnation Divine Sect engage in such cruel and inhumane deeds.


    "It''s mostly because we cannot bear to see the Reincarnation Divine Sect use the Taotie Tree seeds for such destructive purposes," they argued, "not to prevent their elder from ascending to a higher realm."


    "I understand, I understand," Chu Xuan chuckled lightly. After a brief laugh, he stroked his chin, contemplating the uses of the Taotie Tree seed.


    At first glance, it seemed to be an immensely terrifying and evil entity, untouchable by all. Yet even the Nascent Soul elder of the Reincarnation Divine Sect had planned to use it to overcome his own cultivation hurdles. Perhaps, Chu Xuan mused, he could also use it to break through some of his difficult bottlenecks.


    "Let''s first check what''s inside Shangguan Hao''s storage bag," he decided. "As a Nascent Soul elder of the Majestic Sword Sect and the patriarch of the Shangguan family, he surely had a substantial treasure trove."


    After meticulously erasing Shangguan Hao''s spiritual imprint on the storage bag, Chu Xuan opened it.


    "Over two hundred thousand small spiritual stones!" he exclaimed. "More than ten thousand medium spiritual stones! A jade pendant of essence blood! Two bottles of Core Transforming Elixir! Two jars of Gold Fragment Mud!"


    Chu Xuan marveled at the wealth. It seemed Shangguan Hao had amassed quite a fortune after swallowing up the Lei family''s assets. Chu Xuan had spent a considerable amount of his spiritual stones on acquiring the "Abyssal Return Method" and several toxicology scripts. Shangguan Hao''s timely delivery had significantly replenished his resources.


    The CoreTransforming Elixir and Gold Fragment Mud were likely intended for the younger generations of the Shangguan family. It was unfortunate, however, that there was no Deity Nurturing Elixir.


    But then again, it made sense. Even Yun Zhongyu, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, didn''t possess such Deity Transformation level items in his storage. Being only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, Shangguan Hao wouldn''t have much use for such high-level spiritual objects. He likely would have offered them to stronger Nascent Soul cultivators in exchange for items he needed more immediately.


    Moreover, even if Chu Xuan had received a bottle of Deity Nurturing Elixir now, it would essentially be useless to him. Holding such a potent item was akin to holding a hot potato¡ªdifficult to wield and even harder to trade. When the time came for its use, who knew how many years might have passed?


    "These Nascent Soul spiritual items are more than enough for my breakthrough into the Nascent Soul stage," Chu Xuan noted with certainty. "The success rate is absolutely one hundred percent!"


    He nodded in satisfaction, counting the treasures before him: three Soul Breaking Spikes, two bottles of Core Transforming Elixir, and two jars of Gold Fragment Mud. Probably only the two holy sons of the Reincarnation Divine Sect could expect such generous provisions.


    But, considering they were qualified to be holy sons of a sixth-tier cultivation sect, their talents must be extraordinary. Likely, they possessed what were called Heavenly Spiritual Roots and probably didn''t even need that many Nascent Soul objects.


    Chu Xuan estimated that the Nascent Soul spiritual objects he had could be enough for four late-stage Golden Core cultivators to attempt their breakthrough into the Nascent Soul stage. Of course, if one was truly fearless, even a single Nascent Soul spiritual item might suffice for the advancement!Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.


    Carefully stowing away the Nascent Soul objects, Chu Xuan had no plans to rush his progression to Nascent Soul. While he had ample resources, his own mental state also played a significant role in the process. If one were anxious or panicky at the time of advancement, the likelihood of success would definitely be compromised. A tranquil and steady mind was essential for a true breakthrough into the Nascent Soul realm.


    Chu Xuan then took out the jade pendant containing the essence blood. He pondered over it; the black-robed men from the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect had given this item to Shangguan Hao, claiming it had the power to counteract True Master Tiancang''s divinatory abilities.


    Currently lacking the materials needed to craft Acquired Miraculous Jade, there was no immediate need to destroy this treasure to extract the essence blood. He decided to wait until he had a suitable cauldron that could extract an acquired spiritual body before proceeding.


    For now, the jade pendant would serve to shield against divination.


    Chu Xuan pulled a wooden box from his storage bag and and flew toward the distant horizon. Soon, he arrived above the East Sea, to the east of the Han country, where he found a small island. He descended there and began to set up an array of formations.


    Mist, defense, attack... Chu Xuan employed intricate methods like layered and nested formations. He laid down eight different formations in total before he finally allowed himself a sigh of relief. Given the terrifying nature of the Taotie Tree seed, he had to prepare thoroughly before attempting to harness its power.


    Only after all these preparations did Chu Xuan solemnly take out the Taotie Tree seed. He didn''t handle it directly with his hands but instead used his spiritual sense to carry it, ensuring every precaution was maintained against such a dangerous entity.


    Chu Xuan was concerned that exposing the Taotie Tree seed to Spiritual Qi might trigger horrifying effects. According to the description from the black-robed men of the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, the Taotie Tree seed thrived on cultivation stars rich in Spiritual Qi, showing disdain for those devoid of it. Perhaps, to the Taotie Tree, stars lacking in Spiritual Qi were like distasteful food.


    At that moment, the dull-gray Taotie Tree seed hovered in mid-air, seemingly harmless. Chu Xuan took out a blood pearl and flicked it towards the seed. Upon contact, the seed dropped towards the ground. Instantly, two slender tendrils extended from the seed, wrapping around the blood pearl and absorbing it in the blink of an eye.


    After devouring the blood pearl, the tendrils quickly multiplied from two to three, and they writhed as if seeking more. Pondering this, Chu Xuan continued to toss more blood pearls. Before long, the area around the Taotie Tree seed sprouted a dense mass of slender tendrils, which was quite unsettling to behold.


    As Chu Xuan flicked another blood pearl, the seed seemed less interested, even actively repelling the pearl.


    "It''s getting picky now," he noted. He then threw a larger blood pearl. True to his prediction, numerous tendrils surged forward and devoured it instantly. In just a moment, one of the tendrils thickened significantly, growing almost three times its original size.


    Chu Xuan extended his spiritual sense to make contact, hoping to perhaps communicate or understand it better. However, within the Taotie Tree seed, there was only a pure, insatiable desire to consume. No matter how Chu Xuan tried to connect, the only response he received was a singular, overwhelming impulse: Eat!


    "I''ll just keep eating!" The seed seemed to proclaim with its actions, relentless in its hunger.


    Chu Xuan''s mouth twitched involuntarily. He had initially thought that the Taotie Tree seed might be akin to a demonic beast, one with which he could possibly forge a soul contract. However, this creature was entirely resistant to such notions. It knew only hunger, making it impossible to establish any soul pact.


    At this moment, having not consumed anything for a few seconds, the seed''s tendrils began to thrash about more frantically, as if intending to destroy everything in their vicinity.


    Chu Xuan snorted coldly. His spiritual sense condensed into a needle-like spike, which he thrust sharply at the seed. The Taotie Tree seed emitted a piercing scream of fear, retracting all its tendrils back into its shell, remaining motionless like a turtle.


    "This thing is truly sinister," Chu Xuan muttered. "Currently, there seems to be no way to control it... Perhaps only those higher-ranked cultivators know how to truly master it."


    Shaking his head, Chu Xuan acknowledged the failure of his attempt. Nevertheless, it didn''t particularly bother him. He decided to just keep the seed as it was. As long as he didn''t feed it too much, it wouldn''t grow. He had already set up multiple layers of formations around the area. With a few corpse puppets and ghosts left as guards, he could ensure absolute security.

 Chapter 220: Where Can One Find the Top-tier Nascent Soul Technique?

    After securing the Taotie Tree seed, Chu Xuan returned to his main base. With the Nascent Soul spiritual substances already in hand, the only thing missing was a suitable Nascent Soul technique.


    "Finding a Nascent Soul technique is actually easier than acquiring Nascent Soul spiritual substances," he mused. "Families that have produced Nascent Soul cultivators generally possess such techniques, and they are often available at auction houses. However, finding the most suitable technique for myself is crucial."


    Chu Xuan returned to Heavenly Sword City on the extraterritorial battlefield, where three days had passed since the grand battle involving four Nascent Soul cultivators.


    The sudden disappearance of Shangguan Hao had left Heavenly Sword City leaderless. Seizing the opportunity, the Majestic Sword Sect sent a new Nascent Soul cultivator, Ximen Changqing, to take control.


    The city''s name remained unchanged, and while the Shangguan family still existed, their power had significantly diminished. Now, monks from the Majestic Sword Sect managed Heavenly Sword City, effectively turning it from the private domain of the Shangguan family into the second major city of the Majestic Sword Sect.


    The newly appointed Nascent Soul cultivator took vigorous action against the marauding cultivators around the city, which suited Chu Xuan well. This would likely attract more people to Heavenly Sword City to do business and auction treasures acquired from the extraterritorial battlefield.


    Chu Xuan did not enter the second-tier cave dwelling he had previously rented but instead re-entered Heavenly Sword City with a new identity.


    "Identity, name, and purpose of visit," a cultivator from the Majestic Sword Sect asked calmly.


    Chu Xuan replied with a smile, "He Liang from the Mystic Azure Star''s Heavenly Seal Sect. I have some knowledge of alchemy and am here to conduct some small-scale business."


    The expression of the Majestic Sword Sect cultivator immediately turned more respectful. He handed over an identity jade slip, saying, "Alchemist He, please, you are most welcome."


    In the world of cultivation, formation masters were held in the highest regard, followed closely by alchemists. To many cultivators, alchemists were highly sought after.


    Chu Xuan, having absorbed the Acquired Miraculous Jade and developed the "True Blood Elixir Body," indeed had a fair understanding of alchemy. With his current abilities, he could casually produce any pill below the Nascent Soul stage. Even if the quality was subpar, adding a drop of essence blood could forcibly enhance the pill''s quality. However, he would never add his essence blood to pills intended for others, as it could potentially leave evidence that could be used against him.


    Upon entering Heavenly Sword City, Chu Xuan first rented a second-tier cave dwelling and then leased a shop in the city''s Pill Pavilion. He then began to operate under the genteel guise of "Alchemist He," focusing solely on acquiring a suitable Nascent Soul technique without stirring up trouble. Of course, if someone insisted on causing trouble, he wouldn''t mind hastening their journey to the afterlife.


    In Heavenly Sword City, one month later, Chu Xuan was earning the respect and gratitude of many for his alchemical skills.Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.


    A Golden Core cultivator, almost in tears and on the verge of kneeling, praised him, "Alchemist He, several alchemists in this city have tried and failed, yet you succeeded in creating the pill! I cannot thank you enough!"


    Chu Xuan helped the cultivator up, saying modestly, "Creating medicines is simply my duty."


    "No need for excessive thanks, just focus on your cultivation with this pill," Chu Xuan advised.


    "Yes!" the Golden Core cultivator replied gratefully.


    After the cultivator left, Chu Xuan reviewed his earnings and couldn''t help but marvel at the lucrative nature of being an alchemist. He had access to precious pill recipes for free, retained any excess pills he produced, charged a fee for his services, and still received heartfelt gratitude.


    When Chu Xuan initially hung out his shingle for alchemy, few sought his services¡ªafter all, cultivators prefer alchemists they know and trust. However, as word of his abilities spread, more and more cultivators began seeking him out. Now, he was as well-known as the long-established alchemists in Heavenly Sword City.


    "Too much attention can be a bad thing," Chu Xuan mused. "A couple of failures aren''t enough; it seems I might need to botch a few more batches to avoid envy from the other alchemists."


    Lounging in a wicker chair, stroking his chin thoughtfully, Chu Xuan noticed two individuals watching him. He pretended not to see them, continuing to browse through alchemical texts. Despite his enhanced talents due to the True Blood Elixir Body, he understood the need for constant study and practice to truly master the art of alchemy.


    After the two onlookers left, Chu Xuan''s suspicions grew. He had been observed covertly several times recently. Initially, he thought his disguise might have been penetrated and kept his spells at the ready when returning to his cave dwelling. Yet, there had been no confrontation; it seemed they were just watching.


    Chu Xuan also realized that not just he but other alchemists in Heavenly Sword City were being watched. It appeared someone was targeting alchemists, but since there had been no direct action, Chu Xuan chose to play ignorant.


    That evening, after closing his shop, he attended an auction before returning to his cave dwelling. This routine had defined his days over the past month. During this time, he had acquired several Nascent Soul techniques, mostly of medium quality, with only one considered superior.


    "Where can one find the top-tier Nascent Soul technique?" Chu Xuan sighed in resignation, the search continuing to elude him.


    ...


    That day, as Chu Xuan casually strolled through Pill Pavilion, searching for alchemical ingredients he needed, he noticed two cultivators standing outside his rented shop, seemingly waiting for someone. His gaze lingered on them briefly, sensing something unusual about the pair.


    The male cultivator had a distinguished and handsome appearance, his robes fluttering elegantly. The female cultivator was robust and vibrant, resembling a blooming peony.


    His junior, who was helping at the shop, spotted Chu Xuan from a distance and hurriedly called out, "Alchemist He! You''re finally back! This is Xun Zhao, senior Xun, he specifically came to see you!"


    Chu Xuan looked at the two with a hint of surprise. After Shangguan Hao''s mysterious disappearance, Heavenly Sword City had been left without a leader, plunging into disarray.


    The Majestic Sword Sect quickly seized the opportunity and appointed a Nascent Soul cultivator, Ximen Changqing, to take charge of the city. Most Nascent Soul cultivators spent their time in seclusion, striving for higher realms of cultivation.


    The day-to-day management of Heavenly Sword City was actually handled by Ximen Changqing''s two capable disciples, his fourth disciple Wu Shang, and his sixth disciple Xun Zhao. Ximen Changqing''s other disciples had either died in magical duels or disappeared on the extraterritorial battlefield.


    Wu Shang, with his seniority and strength, oversaw most of the city''s affairs. Only minor matters were left to Xun Zhao, the sixth disciple. Wu Shang was no ordinary cultivator. As soon as he took charge, he immediately dispatched people to search for Shangguan Hao. He seemed very diligent as if determined to see the living or find the dead.


    However, Chu Xuan, having resided in Heavenly Sword City for a month, observed these developments clearly. He could tell that Wu Shang''s search for Shangguan Hao was merely for show, a tactic to project diligence and responsibility. This facade was likely maintained to stabilize the city''s situation and assure the local cultivators and citizens that everything was under control.

 Chapter 221: Giving You a Chance, Yet You Prove Useless!

    Shangguan Hao dominated alone, plotting to turn Heavenly Sword City into the private domain of the Shangguan family. Such actions had undoubtedly stirred discontent among many Nascent Soul cultivators. Shangguan Hao''s mysterious disappearance was, paradoxically, a stroke of luck for the Majestic Sword Sect.


    However, appearances still had to be maintained. After all, Shangguan Hao was a Nascent Soul elder of the Majestic Sword Sect. The sudden disappearance of such a distinguished elder demanded an explanation, from top to bottom.


    Chu Xuan greeted Xun Zhao with a formal bow, "He Liang, greets fellow daoist Xun."


    Xun Zhao chuckled, "No need for such grand gestures." He introduced, "This is Zhao Qian, fellow daoist Zhao, also an alchemist."


    Chu Xuan also bowed to her. Zhao Qian, if he remembered correctly, was once the dao companion of Shangguan Hao. But now, she seemed quite close to Xun Zhao, her attitude clearly warm and intimate, indicating she had moved on. This was normal among cultivators. After all, cultivators lived much longer than mortals. If a dao companion died, one simply found another.


    Chu Xuan bowed again, "May I know why fellow daoist Xun has graced my threshold today?"


    Xun Zhao smiled, "This place is not suitable for speaking. Please, Master He, let''s move to the third-floor private room in the Pill Pavilion. I have prepared it already."


    Moments later, in the private room on the third floor of Pill Pavilion, the three of them sat facing each other.


    Xun Zhao then spoke, "Master He, are you familiar with the Heavenly Lifespan Pill?"


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly, "Of course. The Heavenly Lifespan Pill is a pill of the Deity Transformation stage, which can extend one''s lifespan by three hundred years. It is indeed a precious elixir that prolongs the life of great Deity Transformation beings."


    Xun Zhao continued, "Do you know how to concoct this Heavenly Lifespan Pill?"


    Chu Xuan smiled, continuing, "The process of making the Heavenly Lifespan Pill is extremely intricate. First, one must concoct the Lifespan Pill of the Golden Core stage, then reforge the Lifespan Pill to make the Earth Lifespan Pill of the Nascent Soul stage. Only after reforging the Earth Lifespan Pill can one finally concoct the Heavenly Lifespan Pill. On average, one hundred Lifespan Pills yield only one Heavenly Lifespan Pill."


    Xun Zhao clapped his hands, "Exactly! I have come in person to request that you, fellow daoist He, concoct the Heavenly Lifespan Pill."


    "Of course, as a Golden Core stage alchemist, you only need to complete the first step, which is the concoction of the Lifespan Pill." He smiled, "This is a task assigned by the Reincarnation Tower. Should you do well, Nascent Soul spiritual items, soul transformation techniques, and various magic treasures are yours to choose from!"


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow.


    The Reincarnation Tower? From Shangguan Hao''s memories, he knew that the Reincarnation Divine Church controlled an extraterritorial battlefield, where a Reincarnation Tower was established.


    The tower housed cultivators from the Reincarnation Divine Church, possibly Nascent Soul or even Deity Transformation cultivators. This particular extraterritorial battlefield''s Reincarnation Tower was guarded by the True Master Tiancang Deity, a Transformation cultivator.


    "Is it True Master Tiancang who needs the Heavenly Lifespan Pill?" Chu Xuan pressed.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.


    Xun Zhao smiled affirmatively, "Indeed."


    "All alchemists must go to the Reincarnation Tower, with materials supplied by True Master Tiancang, so there''s no need to worry about failing the pill concoction," he explained. "If you handle this well, you''re certain to win True Master Tiancang''s favor. You might even be taken as a direct disciple by that Deity Transformation grand cultivator!


    True Master Tiancang''s disciples, like Yun Zhongyu and Ming Rui, are they not among the elite of the Nascent Soul cultivators? Fellow daoist Zhao Qian here has already planned to join. Would you, fellow daoist He, be willing to contribute?"


    Chu Xuan appeared troubled, "I indeed wish to make an appearance before True Master Tiancang, but unfortunately, my skills in the dao of alchemy are mediocre, not yet sufficient to concoct the Lifespan Pill."


    Hearing Chu Xuan''s words, Xun Zhao was somewhat surprised. Such a golden opportunity to appear before a Golden Core cultivator and Chu Xuan was declining?


    He had visited several alchemists who were all very eager. Xun Zhao invited him several more times, but seeing Chu Xuan still hesitant and worried about his insufficient alchemical skills slowing down the progress of the Heavenly Lifespan Pill, he eventually gave up.


    Zhao Qian looked at Chu Xuan with a hint of disdain, though she hid it well and did not show it on her face. In her view, Chu Xuan was overly cautious, missing out on such a great opportunity. Such chances were rare, once in a hundred years! Giving you a chance, yet you prove useless!


    Xun Zhao sighed lightly, "It''s a pity... fellow daoist He, perhaps you do not realize, but you just missed a great opportunity."


    Zhao Qian did not say much. In her view, she and Chu Xuan were clearly on different paths. As long as she did well in the task, she would soon become a favorite by True Master Tiancang''s side.


    Perhaps she could even receive the true teachings of Master Tiancang''s alchemy! And become a disciple of that grand cultivator! By then, she would truly be a phoenix that has ascended from a sparrow!


    Chu Xuan gave a bitter smile, "I really am insufficient in my skills and dare not undertake such a heavy responsibility. I must take my leave." With that, he turned and left.


    After his departure, Xun Zhao took a sip of tea and casually asked, "Qian''er, how do you rate that man''s skills in alchemy?"


    Zhao Qian tapped the table thoughtfully before responding, "I have seen his pills; he seems to have not long embarked on the path of alchemy, with many failures. His skills are average, but his talent is decent. In at most twenty years, he will surpass those old fellows in Heavenly Sword City in the dao of alchemy. Give him fifty years, and he will definitely surpass me."


    She sneered, "But this man is overly cautious, letting such a great opportunity slip by. With such an attitude, how can he achieve greatness? Senior brother Xun, you thought too highly of him. There was no need for you to visit him personally today; we could have just sent someone casually."


    Xun Zhao sighed lightly, "I didn''t expect him to be so timid... well, no matter. We have already gathered three alchemists, plus the personal contacts senior brother has drawn in, so we have indeed completed the task."


    Xun Zhao grinned, "Qian''er, would you like to discuss alchemy with me?"


    Zhao Qian covered her mouth and giggled, "Naturally, let''s go to my place! We''ll discuss on the Cold Jade Bed that old geezer Shangguan Hao bought for me!"


    Laughing heartily, Xun Zhao, with an arm around Zhao Qian''s slender waist, also left the Pill Pavilion.


    ¡­


    Blue Star.


    Chu Xuan lay on a soft chair, his understanding now clear. Recently, there had always been those who covertly observed him among other alchemists, likely gauging their talent in the dao of alchemy.


    Memories of Shangguan Hao flickered through Chu Xuan''s mind, causing him to shake his head repeatedly. The concoction of the Heavenly Lifespan Pill seemed merely a pretense. Those alchemists who went to the Reincarnation Tower would probably soon become fodder for True Master Tiancang.


    Previously, True Master Tiancang had only consumed those with superior spiritual bodies. Why would he now target alchemists? Nevertheless, True Master Tiancang was a notorious cannibal. How could Chu Xuan concoct pills for such a person?


    Moreover, he had stolen the Taotie Tree Seed and killed Yun Zhongyu and Ming Rui. Although he possessed the essence blood jade pendant, which could conceal his destiny, being so close to True Master Tiancang in the Reincarnation Tower risked exposure.


    No matter how he thought about it, he should not go. As for Nascent Soul spiritual items, soul condensation techniques, and various magic treasures... he would eventually obtain them without taking such risks.


    "Wait a bit longer, and a top soul condensation technique will come without haste."


    With a calm mind, Chu Xuan continued his cultivation of the Great Protective Golden Wheel Scripture and other practices.

 Chapter 222: The Auction

    In Heavenly Sword City, at the Pill Pavilion.


    Early morning found Chu Xuan as usual, arriving early at the shop he had rented. After brewing himself a pot of tea, he lay back in a wicker chair to browse through alchemical texts.


    A young figure hurried over. "Master He! I''m here!" the young cultivator chuckled, "Master He is always so early."


    "Just in time, little Ze," Chu Xuan said casually. "I''m going to stroll around other parts of Pill Pavilion. You can mind the shop for me."


    "Yes!" the young cultivator replied respectfully.


    Chu Xuan''s reputation as the cultured and elegant Master He was well-established. Coupled with his first-rate alchemical skills and exquisite techniques, many cultivators desired to serve him in exchange for some medicinal pills.


    Chu Xuan did not choose mid or late-stage Golden Core cultivators as they were strong and difficult to control. He only selected from those at the early stage of Golden Core, ultimately choosing this young early-stage Golden Core cultivator named He Ze.


    He Ze hailed from Holy Sound Star, where the Celestial Sound Zen Temple was located, and was a Golden Core cultivator from a minor sect called Longevity View. When the Reincarnation Divine Church distributed battlefield tokens, He Ze was extremely lucky¡ªa token had appeared hundreds of zhang away from him. He obtained the battlefield token effortlessly and thus came to the extraterritorial battlefield.


    However, in this extraterritorial battlefield, Golden Core cultivators were common, and early-stage Golden Core cultivators were at the very bottom of the hierarchy.


    Since arriving in Heavenly Sword City, He Ze had always been cautious, never venturing too far from the city. Even when going out to clear ancient beast carcasses, he always went in the company of trustworthy cultivators. He was exceptionally prudent and careful.


    Chu Xuan valued him for his weak strength and cautious nature, assigning him to handle tedious affairs. For instance, when Chu Xuan went out to purchase alchemy materials, he would have He Ze mind the shop.


    Moreover, Chu Xuan''s fame had spread widely, attracting cultivators from cities like Righteous Dao City, Majestic Sword City, and Celestial Sound City, all of whom came specifically to request his alchemical services. With so many cultivators visiting at different times, Chu Xuan couldn''t possibly handle each request personally. These requests were taken care of by He Ze.


    Since He Ze''s arrival, Chu Xuan had become even more leisurely, something he quite enjoyed.


    "Master He! Do you know there''s been a major event recently?" He Ze suddenly exclaimed.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow, "What''s the matter?"


    He Ze excitedly reported, "It seems you haven''t heard yet. I heard from others that in a few days, the Heavenly Sword City is going to host a large-scale auction. Elder Ximen of the Majestic Sword Sect will personally preside over it!"


    Chu Xuan''s interest was piqued, "What kinds of items will be auctioned?"


    He Ze thought for a moment, "Nascent Soul spiritual items! Top-tier Soul Condensation techniques! High-grade magic treasures! Premium cultivation manuals! A lot of things, really! Do you have an interest as well, Master He? I''ll go and gather some detailed information for you and bring it back soon."Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!


    Chu Xuan''s eyes lit up. Indeed, fortune favors the bold. Finally, there was news about a top-tier Soul Condensation technique. Although acquiring it through auction might cost more spirit stones, that was not a concern.


    He had some savings, and if he could directly purchase the technique, there would be no need for further conflicts. He mainly disliked strife, not because it might lead to injury, reveal his secrets, or bring unwanted trouble, but simply because he preferred peace.


    His identity as Master He was perfect for making money, and few would question where his spirit stones came from¡ªafter all, an alchemist was synonymous with wealth!


    Chu Xuan smiled and nodded, "Little Ze, I appreciate it."


    He Ze thumped his chest, "Don''t worry, Master He! You are my patron, and I am happy to serve you! I''ll go and ask the cultivators from the Majestic Sword Sect about what will be at the auction."


    Chu Xuan nodded and watched him leave. As time passed, the number of cultivators in Pill Pavilion gradually increased, and Chu Xuan heard many of them excitedly discussing the upcoming grand auction.


    Indeed, for Golden Core cultivators, nothing could draw their attention more than Nascent Soul spiritual items. As for Soul Condensation techniques, those were secondary. Even if it was a lower-tier technique, what did it matter?


    As long as one could advance to Nascent Soul, they could dominate over Golden Core cultivators. And as for comparisons with other Nascent Soul cultivators... if he didn''t compare, there was no issue!


    In such an atmosphere, the whole of Heavenly Sword City came alive. Chu Xuan, lounging in his wicker chair, even saw many monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple arriving at Pill Pavilion.


    Clearly, the news of Heavenly Sword City hosting a grand auction had spread like wildfire to Celestial Sound City under the control of the monastery. Presumably, before the auction even started, the news would spread across the entire extraterritorial battlefield, drawing a massive gathering of Golden Core cultivators to Heavenly Sword City.


    Soon, He Ze returned, his face beaming with joy. "Master He! I''ve got it!"


    "Here''s the list of auction items I wrote down." He handed over a piece of paper with both hands.


    Chu Xuan took the list from He Ze and quickly scanned it. A hint of joy flickered in his eyes¡ªthere were as many as three top-tier Soul Condensation techniques listed for auction. Additionally, there were six high-grade techniques, several of which seemed particularly suited to Chu Xuan''s needs.


    Chu Xuan nodded with a smile, "Thank you for your trouble. I need to save all my spirit stones for the auction. How about this, tell me what pills you need, and I''ll concoct some for you."


    He Ze, thrilled, rubbed his hands together, "I know my talents are modest, and it would be a great fortune to advance to the mid-stage of the Golden Core in this lifetime; I would be content with that. Could you, Master He, concoct a batch of Thick Earth Pills for me? They are most suited to the cultivation technique I practice."


    Then he seemed a bit embarrassed, "Don''t worry about the materials; I''ve prepared them all. It''s just that I''m a bit short on spirit stones and am somewhat embarrassed financially."


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, "Don''t worry about it. I''ll waive the fee for concocting this batch of pills for you."


    He Ze was overjoyed and deeply moved, "Others have said you are cultured, generous, and a truly good person. I, He Ze, am truly fortunate to serve you!" He quickly presented the materials for the Thick Earth Pills with both hands.


    Chu Xuan chuckled lightly, "Then I will go back to concocting pills. I''ll leave the shop in your hands."


    "Yes! Please rest assured!" He Ze responded with utmost seriousness, treating the rented shop as if it were his lifeblood.


    Thick Earth Pills were not particularly precious or rare, and Chu Xuan, with his alchemical expertise, could easily concoct them. Since He Ze was loyal to him, it was only right to reward him accordingly.


    ...


    Five nights later, the grand auction was held as scheduled. Chu Xuan, accompanied by He Ze, arrived at the venue. At the entrance, the guard cultivators typically checked each cultivator''s spirit stones to see if they met the standards for entry.


    However, recognizing Chu Xuan as a famously skilled alchemist from the city, they allowed him entry without question. An alchemist was hardly a pauper!


    Thus, Chu Xuan easily entered the auction house. With his identity as an alchemist, he was treated with respect wherever he went. Upon revealing his status, he was even invited to a private room with a one-way transparent wall facing the auction stage. Chu Xuan could clearly see everything on the auction stage, but those outside couldn''t see him.


    Chu Xuan sat down contentedly, waiting for the auction to begin. He Ze, on the other hand, was wide-eyed and full of wonder as he looked around and touched everything in the private room. It was his first time at such an event. Being just a low-level Golden Core cultivator, he had much to learn.

 Chapter 223: Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique

    "Wow, that woman is stunning. Who is she?" He Ze peered through the one-way glass, noticing a few figures escorting someone into the auction hall.


    Chu Xuan glanced over, his eyebrows lifting in recognition. Among those figures, he recognized Xun Zhao and Zhao Qian. There was also a composed middle-aged man, likely Wu Shang.


    The man walking in front, with silver at his temples, was clearly identifiable as the Nascent Soul elder of the Majestic Sword Sect who governed this Heavenly Sword City¡ªXimen Qing.


    Yet, Ximen Qing, walking alongside the icy beauty, cautiously remained a half-step behind her. Could she be the one who, according to rumors in Heavenly Sword City, supplied the auction items? It seemed likely she was Leng Hanshuang, the saintess of the Reincarnation Divine Church.


    "Leng Hanshuang... It''s said she''s born with earth-grade spirit root and spirit body." He Ze whispered, intrigued by the gossip. "Though her talents fall slightly short of the Holy Son of the Reincarnation Divine Church, Situ Kong, her perfectly matched spirit root and body allow her cultivation speed to keep pace without lagging."


    Chu Xuan pondered this information. He wasn''t sure of the exact nature of Leng Hanshuang''s spirit root and body, or whether they suited his needs.


    As they mused, the doors to the auction hall thundered shut. The lights dimmed, and beams of light converged on the auction stage. A woman in a tight-fitting red pleated dress gracefully ascended the stage.


    "Presenting the first auction item," she announced. "A Nascent Soul spiritual item, the Gold Crumble Mud!"


    The crowd gasped in shock. A Nascent Soul spiritual item right from the start? This auction was truly unprecedented!


    "Master He, your tea is ready," He Ze announced, bringing over a teapot and cup, brewing a new spiritual tea that Chu Xuan had acquired called "Mist Gazing Flower." As it brewed, a dense fog rose, with the silhouette of a flower faintly visible within¡ªhence its name.


    Chu Xuan had few hobbies, but he was particularly fond of tea tasting. He planned to acquire some seeds of this Mist Gazing Flower to plant on Blue Star.


    While Chu Xuan savored his tea, the Gold Crumble Mud was purchased by a late-stage Golden Core cultivator for a staggering 130,000 small spirit stones.


    "130,000 small spirit stones... That''s an outrageous price," He Ze remarked, wide-eyed. He had never seen such an enormous sum of spirit stones in his entire life.


    Chu Xuan chuckled, explaining to He Ze the dynamics of the auction market, "Low-grade magic treasures usually go for about ten thousand small spiritual stones. Mid-grade ones need around forty thousand. Nascent Soul spiritual items, being rare, typically fetch around ninety to one hundred thousand small spiritual stones in previous years. This jump to one hundred thirty thousand might indicate someone deliberately driving up the price in the shadows."


    He Ze, still puzzled, asked, "Master He, aren''t you going to bid for the Nascent Soul spiritual items?"


    Chu Xuan casually replied, "Gold Crumble Mud is one of the more impactful Nascent Soul spiritual items. With so many people eagerly competing for it, how could I possibly outbid them? Let fate decide. I''ve already secured a Nascent Soul spiritual item for my descendants; now, all I need is a top-tier Soul Condensation technique to honor the ancestors."Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation.


    He Ze gave a thumbs up, impressed, "Master He truly knows gratitude and is looking to repay it. If your ancestors knew of your deeds from beyond, they would surely feel comforted."


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. Comforted? If he recalled correctly, He Liang indeed came from a Foundation Establishment family lineage, but his ancestor had likely been executed by the righteous sects of Yu Country. If anything, his ancestor, if aware, would probably be less than comforted¡ªmore likely furious.


    As the auction proceeded, Chu Xuan had He Ze place bids only a couple of times, acquiring a medicinal manual and a poison scripture. They made a tentative bid on a high-grade Soul Condensation technique but did not engage in further bidding.


    Hours later, the auctioneer''s voice had grown somewhat hoarse, but she remained professional, standing diligently on the auction stage.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, the forty-second item up for auction is a top-tier Soul Condensation technique!" She lifted her hand gracefully, and the red cloth covering the scripture flew off, revealing the manual underneath.


    "The Heavenly River Soul Condensation Technique! Utilizing millennium water essence as a catalyst, it forms a Heavenly River Water Soul, suitable for cultivators with water attribute spirit roots. Those of you with water attributes, don''t miss this chance!"


    The technique stirred immediate interest, and many bidders quickly called out their offers. Soon, the "Heavenly River Soul Condensation Technique" sold for one hundred sixty-six thousand small spiritual stones. Chu Xuan had He Ze make a bid, though they didn''t continue as the price climbed.


    After a brief pause, the auctioneer sold another top-tier Soul Condensation technique named "Severing Gold Soul Condensation Technique," suitable for metal attribute cultivators, for one hundred fifty-eight thousand small spiritual stones.


    "Next up, the third top-tier Soul Condensation technique!" the red-clad auctioneer announced. "This technique is known as the ''Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique''! It harnesses fresh blood as a river, irrigating the body to break the core and form the soul. This technique can increase the success rate of forming a Nascent Soul by 10%. If the advancement fails, there is still an 80% chance to form a false soul. A Nascent Soul formed by this method is called a Blood Demon Soul."


    Clearing her throat, the auctioneer continued, "Once the Blood Demon Soul is formed, combat power surges dramatically! Both spiritual Qi and soul strength will see significant increases, making it one of the premier techniques among top-tier Soul Condensation methods!"


    As she finished, some knowledgeable cultivators in the audience laughed out loud.


    "Why does the fellow daoist not mention the drawbacks of the Blood Demon Soul? The quickest way to gather large amounts of blood is through the slaughter of mortals, which accumulates heavy karmic debt. The resulting heavenly tribulation one must face when breaking the pill to form the soul is terrifyingly formidable!"


    The auctioneer''s smile turned somewhat awkward.


    "Indeed, the Blood Demon Soul is powerful, but it''s also akin to courting death. The enhanced heavenly tribulation that follows is not something everyone can survive!"


    "If one can survive such a tribulation, why would they need the ''Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique'' to step onto the path of the Nascent Soul?"


    "I agree, this method harms both heaven and humanity and is more trouble than it''s worth!"


    Many cultivators vocally disparaged the Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique.


    The auctioneer''s face grew increasingly awkward, but she continued, "The starting bid is eighty thousand small spiritual stones. Each increment must be no less than one thousand small spiritual stones. Please, make your bids..."


    She braced herself for the possibility that the item might not sell.


    However...


    "Eighty-five thousand!"


    "Eighty-eight thousand!"


    "Ninety-six thousand, and nobody better competes with me! If someone''s going to do something this morally reprehensible, let it be me!"


    "One hundred thousand! I''ll take it! Don''t anyone dare outbid me!"


    The auctioneer was left speechless. Weren''t they just calling it ethically abhorrent? Weren''t they just saying it was utterly useless? Why were they now outbidding each other so eagerly?


    He Ze was also shocked, "Why is this happening?"


    Chu Xuan simply chuckled, "Advancing from Golden Core to Nascent Soul is successful for only one or two out of ten cultivators. Regardless of the method used, forming a Nascent Soul always invites a heavenly tribulation. The only difference lies in its severity. With such odds, why not choose a technique that not only increases the chances of success by 10% but also offers an 80% chance of forming a false soul if one fails?"

 Chapter 224: The Holy Maidens Invitation

    He Ze had an epiphany, "I understand now, those cultivators were disparaging the method as damaging to heaven and humanity, claiming it was more trouble than it''s worth, but actually they wanted to buy it themselves!"


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "Little Ze, place a bid, add twenty thousand."


    He Ze was startled, "Master He, you want this technique too?"


    Chu Xuan nodded.


    Understanding his intent, He Ze immediately called out the new bid, "One hundred twenty thousand small spiritual stones!"


    The bid of one hundred twenty thousand small spiritual stones fell like a hammer, silencing the room. The significant increase of twenty thousand was clearly intended to deter other bidders and secure the Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique straight away. Many cultivators, lacking substantial resources, began to back down.


    After a moment of silence, another bid came. "One hundred thirty thousand small spiritual stones!" followed by "One hundred thirty-three thousand!"


    The bids became sparse but were resolute. Once the price crossed one hundred thousand, it was no longer within the reach of ordinary Golden Core cultivators.


    Thanks to the gifts from Nascent Soul cultivators like Yun Zhongyu and Shangguan Hao, Chu Xuan still had a tidy sum in his wallet. Fortunately, during this bidding, he did not encounter any malicious price inflators.


    Finally, Chu Xuan secured the technique for one hundred fifty thousand small spiritual stones.


    "Let''s go, we''ve got everything we came for," he said, gesturing for He Ze to follow as they headed to the auction''s backstage. After paying the spirit stones, they successfully acquired the "Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique."


    Stepping out of the auction house''s backstage, Chu Xuan felt a breath of fresh air; the breeze was gentle and soothing. Now all he needed to do was return to Blue Star, calm his mind, maintain a good mental state, and he could begin his push toward the Nascent Soul path.


    "Unknowingly, I''m about to advance from a minor Qi Refining cultivator to a great Nascent Soul cultivator," Chu Xuan mused with a smile, ready to leave the auction house.


    Just then, from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of several figures approaching. He subtly furrowed his brows and quickened his pace. Despite his intent to keep a distance, a voice rang out from behind.


    "Master He? Did you purchase the ''Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique''? This kind of demonic, unorthodox method, you plan to practice it? Do you not realize that for us alchemists, the ''Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique'' is nothing but a vile practice?"


    Chu Xuan sighed softly and turned around. It was indeed Zhao Qian, her brows furrowed in a look of profound disappointment. He wasn''t sure why she showed such an expression.


    Chu Xuan bowed politely, "Fellow daoist Zhao, a pleasure to see you. Did you need something from me?"


    Zhao Qian frowned, "Didn''t you understand my words? That ''Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique'' is harmful to both heaven and humanity and destructive to oneself! An alchemist needs a rational mind. If you attempt to use this method to form your soul, your future success rate in alchemy will plummet! Don''t waste your talents!"


    Chu Xuan offered a mild smile, "My natural talent for cultivation is not great, acquiring the ''Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique'' was a choice made out of necessity. You, fellow daoist Zhao, have been favored by True Master Tiancang in the Reincarnation Tower for your pill concoction skills, yet you do not understand the predicaments of others."If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.


    He had heard of Zhao Qian''s outstanding performance in the Reincarnation Tower, highly regarded by True Master Tiancang, who frequently involved her in alchemy and even considered taking her as his disciple.


    Zhao Qian snorted coldly, "During my time concocting lifespan pills in the Reincarnation Tower, I''ve come to appreciate even more the value of talent for alchemy. He Liang, do not squander the gifts granted by heaven!"


    Seeing Chu Xuan''s indifferent response, Zhao Qian shook her head as if witnessing the decline of a talented alchemist.


    "Are you the alchemist He Liang?" A cold voice interrupted.


    Chu Xuan inwardly frowned but maintained a composed exterior as he faced the newcomer with a polite bow, "Indeed, I am He Liang. May I know who I am addressing?"


    Leng Hanshuang approached, flanked by Wu Shang and Xun Zhao. She did not respond to Chu Xuan''s question but instead spoke on her own terms.


    "Your talents in alchemy have reached the ears of Uncle Master Tiancang. He often says that the most important thing in alchemy is talent. If you were to come to the Reincarnation Tower and train under him, you might become a leading figure in the world of alchemy."


    Chu Xuan''s heart skipped a beat before calming down. It seemed his occasional failures in alchemy had drawn too much attention. It was not entirely good news. Being noticed by a man-eating monster like True Master Tiancang made his skin crawl.


    Leng Hanshuang added nonchalantly, "The ''Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique'' you''ve acquired is not something commendable. If you agree to come to the Reincarnation Tower to concoct pills for Uncle Master Tiancang, he can naturally provide a top-tier Soul Condensation Technique without any side effects. I''m about to head to the Reincarnation Tower with Zhao Qian. If you agree, I''ll take you with us."


    Having spoken, Zhao Qian, Xun Zhao, Wu Shang, and the others all turned their gazes toward Chu Xuan, awaiting his response. Though he did not know the identity of the woman, it was clear from the entourage of Xun Zhao and Wu Shang that she was a figure of high stature.


    Chu Xuan sighed inwardly. Shaking his head with a rueful smile, he said, "My skills are limited and shallow; I dare not concoct pills for True Master Tiancang. I fear I might delay the progress of the Heavenly Lifespan Pill. Thank you for your generous offer."


    Leng Hanshuang''s eyebrows knitted tightly together, her face settling into a cold expression. Wu Shang scoffed, "You alchemists truly lack worldly wisdom. The Holy Maiden herself has extended an invitation, and yet you dare to refuse?"


    Chu Xuan appeared terrified, trembling slightly, "The Holy Maiden herself?" He reiterated earnestly, "Every word I spoke is true; I truly fear delaying the Heavenly Lifespan Pill''s progress."


    Wu Shang seemed ready to speak further, but Leng Hanshuang waved him off, "If he refuses the opportunity we offer, let it be. Let''s go." With that, she strode forward decisively.


    Zhao Qian cast a brief glance at Chu Xuan and then looked away. She felt as if He Liang now belonged to a different world. From this moment on, she would become a disciple of True Master Tiancang, soaring through the heavens like a phoenix. Her Nascent Soul stage was just within reach. And He Liang? He would likely remain a mere Golden Core stage alchemist for life.


    Unable to contain his curiosity, He Ze asked, "Why would you not accept the chance to concoct pills for True Master Tiancang? Would that not be a great opportunity?"


    Chu Xuan smiled, "For Zhao Qian and others, alchemy is of utmost importance. For me, it is but a minor technique on the path of cultivation. If priorities are reversed, wasting precious time, how can one hope to achieve longevity?"


    He Ze paused, struck by an epiphany.


    "Let''s go," said Chu Xuan, watching their retreating figures with an indifferent expression.


    "Yes," He Ze nodded. As they neared his dwelling, Chu Xuan spoke again, "He Ze, I plan to enter seclusion for a while, suspending my alchemy. You need not follow me during this time."


    He Ze, taken aback, asked, "Master He, do you no longer require my service?"


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "I merely have no need for assistance temporarily as I prepare to advance to the Nascent Soul stage, where life and death are uncertain."


    Quick to respond, He Ze exclaimed, "A person as good as you will surely succeed in forming your Nascent Soul! And when that time comes, make sure Zhao Qian sees clearly that your decision was the right one! I''ll keep watch over your shop and note all those who come seeking your alchemy. I''ll be waiting for the day you emerge from seclusion!"


    Chu Xuan smiled faintly, "Well, you''d better take care and still be alive when I come out."


    "Of course! With the Thick Earth Pill you concocted, I will definitely break through to the mid-stage of the Golden Core! Rest assured!" He Ze patted his chest, full of spirited determination.

 Chapter 225: Nascent Soul Tribulation

    Blue Star.


    There existed a colossal blood pool amidst the vast and boundless icy plains, its contents now frozen solid. Seated upon this frozen expanse was Chu Xuan. He had chosen this location to meditate, utilizing the biting cold winds to temper his spirit.


    The tribulation faced by a Golden Core cultivator attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage is the first heavenly ordeal encountered on the path of cultivation, yet it is by no means the last. Each subsequent breakthrough brings with it a tribulation, each more daunting than the last.


    Those who transcend these tribulations may revel in centuries of freedom and growth; those who fail are reduced to ash, their paths utterly extinguished. This struggle against fate for the pursuit of immortality is truly rooted here.


    Chu Xuan had been sitting motionlessly for a month. Rather than achieving calm, his state of mind had become increasingly turbulent. Memories of pursuits, evading hunters, slaying for treasures, and hiding among the masses¡ªall these recollections, like silt lying at the bottom of a river, normally lay buried deep within the recesses of the soul.


    Yet, at critical moments like these, when striving for higher realms, even the slightest disturbance could stir them up, thoroughly upheaving the tranquility of his heart.


    Many cultivators have perished during their tribulations, overwhelmed by inner demons halfway through the ordeal. Chu Xuan examined his conscience, confident in his actions guided by clear insight, free from such inner demons. Nonetheless, he meticulously reviewed his past once more.


    A year later, Chu Xuan''s mindset had become like an ancient well¡ªdeep, cold, and utterly still, without a ripple. He knew he was ready.


    With a casual flick, he tapped his storage bag. Items such as the Soul Breaking Spike, Gold Crumble Mud, and Core Transforming Paste, all Nascent Soul spiritual objects, aligned neatly before


    The process of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage involved breaking the Golden Core to form the Nascent Soul. The moment the Golden Core shatters, the formation of the Nascent Soul is almost guaranteed. And as soon as the Nascent Soul forms, the heavenly tribulation follows immediately, leaving no time for rest.


    Chu Xuan swallowed three Soul Breaking Spikes. Guided by his spiritual Qi, the spikes shot towards his spiritual sea.


    Clang!


    The Soul Breaking Spike violently struck the Golden Core. Despite the force of impact, the Golden Core, incredibly resilient, showed no sign of damage.


    Clang! Clang! Clang!


    Once! Twice! Thrice!


    Three years later, the first Soul Breaking Spike was exhausted, and only then did the surface of the Golden Core begin to show a hairline crack.


    Chu Xuan immediately employed the second spike, simultaneously releasing blood-refining corpse fire to melt the ice surface. The blood pool quickly boiled.


    Following the methods of the "Blood Demon Soul Condensation Technique," the blood swirled around Chu Xuan, eventually rushing into his body. This blood served as a catalyst, speeding the fragmentation of the Golden Core. Should advancement fail, the blood would also help reassemble the Golden Core fragments into a false soul.The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.


    Chu Xuan continued to activate the Soul Breaking Spikes. Once they were spent, he used the Gold Crumble Mud and Core Transforming Paste.


    Time flew by, and thirty years later, Chu Xuan found himself with only a bottle of Core Transforming Paste left. By then, the surface of his Golden Core was riddled with cracks, ready to shatter from the slightest impact.


    From within, a faint blood light began to emerge. With a mere pulse of spiritual Qi, Chu Xuan shattered the Golden Core completely. The fragments fell into the depths of his Qi Sea, transforming back into spiritual Qi.


    The soul core in his sea of spiritual sense also burst at this moment.


    Hum!


    A vaguely formed, blood-colored figure suddenly appeared¡ªthis was the Nascent Soul!


    In an instant, Chu Xuan''s aura surged tremendously. His consciousness swept out like a vast river, easily sensing everything within a thousand li. If he extended his consciousness without restraint, he could perceive everything within three thousand li, unless another Nascent Soul cultivator was present, which would diminish his sensory range.


    Before Chu Xuan could revel in his success, the sky unexpectedly darkened with clouds that appeared out of nowhere. In moments, the bright sky turned pitch black.


    Flickers of lightning hinted at the brewing heavenly tribulation. The extraordinary creatures of the ice plains fled in terror, directionless like headless flies.


    Chu Xuan looked up at the dark heavens, contemplating the increasingly oppressive tribulation. Normally, a Nascent Soul tribulation comprised three strikes. If one''s misdeeds were many, these strikes would be terrifyingly enhanced.


    If a Deity Transformation cultivator intervened, the tribulation would escalate to levels even they couldn''t withstand. Thus, heavenly tribulation was always a fearsome topic among cultivators.


    Now, the first strike of the heavenly tribulation was ready to descend. It seemed poised to strike at any moment. Chu Xuan snorted coldly, and three golden wheels of merit rose behind his head.


    In an instant, golden light burst forth, an exotic fragrance filled the air, and the sounds of Zen chanting resonated, marking him as divine, as sacred. The heavenly tribulation that was about to strike froze in place, as if a sneeze, ready to be released, was suddenly stifled by a covered mouth.


    "For over three hundred years, I, Chu Xuan, have devoted myself diligently. I''ve abolished tyranny, fostered peace, punished evil, promoted virtue, aided humanity, and saved people from disasters. With such great merit, why does the heavenly tribulation press so insistently upon me?" Chu Xuan stood proudly, facing the dazzling lightning, and commanded, "Roll back!"


    The tribulation retracted instantly. Even the subsequent strikes vanished without a trace. In no time, the dense ink-like clouds dissipated entirely, and the thunder that roared and surged vanished in the blink of an eye.


    Suddenly, a golden cloud appeared on the horizon. Tiny raindrops fell from the sky, streaming directly towards Chu Xuan, who stood unresisting, simply enjoying the downpour.


    "Heavenly Dao Dew!"


    After a brief immersion, he recognized what this was.


    Heavenly Dao Dew! It was said to be a divine gift bestowed upon those of great virtue and destiny when they ascended to a higher realm. This essence was a highly concentrated Spiritual Qi, even akin to the legendary immortal qi.


    Absorbing the Heavenly Dao Dew, it was expected that one''s realm would soar through several minor levels without mishap, aiding the cultivator in smoothly navigating the awkwardness of ascension and reaching the middle phase directly.


    Chu Xuan closed his eyes to comprehend this gift. He immediately felt a warm surge throughout his body, as if endless strength flowed through his veins, bones, and muscles. His Spirit Sea expanded wildly, even to the point of aching.


    Most crucially was the Nascent Soul! In the early stages, a cultivator''s Nascent Soul would be blurry, its features indistinct. But now, Chu Xuan''s Nascent Soul rapidly became vividly clear, as tangible as another Chu Xuan himself.


    After a long while, the Heavenly Dao Dew dissipated. Chu Xuan reopened his eyes. With a mere thought, his body vanished from the spot and reappeared atop a pine tree a hundred zhang away. A nest of squirrels, secretly watching from the treetop, was startled by his sudden appearance, falling into the snow below and feigning death.


    Such was the paramount ability of a Nascent Soul cultivator.


    Teleportation!


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, turned, and departed.

 Chapter 226: The Great Extinguishing Thunder Fist

    Chu Xuan lay on a soft velvet chair, introspecting his inner being. Over the boundless Sea of Qi, his small Nascent Soul sat quietly in meditation. Threads of Spiritual Qi, fine and slender, wound around the Nascent Soul, gradually enhancing its strength. The Nascent Soul, after all, was the ultimate condensation of Spiritual Qi.


    At the moment of breaking the core to form the soul¡ªthe Nascent Soul¡ªthe soul had moved from the sea of consciousness into the Nascent Soul. This transition provided the soul with a more robust safeguard.


    From then on, the Nascent Soul became Chu Xuan''s second life. Should his physical body perish, he could escape by releasing his Nascent Soul. As long as he found another body, he could rise anew.


    "Currently, I lack a cultivation technique suitable for the Nascent Soul stage. Although my Nascent Soul is considerably strong, aside from teleportation, it hardly possesses any other abilities.


    For now, I might as well continue to cultivate my physical body. After all, having reached the Nascent Soul stage, I''ve gained an additional five hundred years of life; there''s no need to rush."


    Chu Xuan quietly formulated his plan. Upon returning to Heavenly Sword City, he would seek an opportunity to acquire a Nascent Soul stage cultivation technique, thereby elevating his strength. Otherwise, he would remain as he was now¡ªpossessing great strength but lacking the skills to properly wield it.


    It is said that brute force can break any spell, but only if the force reaches a truly terrifying level. Among cultivators of the same realm, unless one is a prodigy among the common, the notion of brute force breaking all spells rarely holds. Without powerful spells, how could one compete against others?


    "Immortal, Wang Zhenxu greets you! The Enlightenment Institute has made significant advancements!" A slightly familiar voice came from the transmission jade hanging on the wall.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow and promptly cleared the mist, allowing Wang Zhenxu to enter.


    Soon, Wang Zhenxu was kneeling before him. The chief of the Black Blade Council, now with a head full of white hair, seemed spirited despite his age. His body was still robust, likely to last another fifty or sixty years. Indeed, Psionic cultivation had a much more profound effect on the physical body than Spiritual Qi.


    Wang Zhenxu sneaked a glance at Chu Xuan, marveling inwardly. Decades had passed, many things had changed, but the immortal before him remained the same as ever.


    "Speak, what advancements has the Enlightenment Institute achieved?" Chu Xuan asked casually.


    With great respect, Wang Zhenxu presented a stack of bound papers. "Immortal, this is a body-cultivation technique researched by Liu Meng. He believes it might be of use to you."


    Chu Xuan took the papers and browsed through them, genuinely surprised. Although the technique seemed fantastical, a closer examination revealed its grounding in reality. This method seemed to combine the martial arts of this world.


    Now Chu Xuan was at the thirty-first level of body refinement, possessing boundless and formidable strength. However, he still lacked the martial techniques to fully utilize this power.


    While body cultivation methods were somewhat accessible, martial techniques for advanced body cultivators had long been lost to the sands of time. Most techniques available in the market were only suitable for cultivators between the first and tenth levels of body refinement. Techniques for levels eleven to twenty were exceedingly rare.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.


    Previously, when facing enemies, he had relied solely on his immense physical strength, striking with simple and unadorned force¡ªa true testament to the saying that brute strength can work miracles. Now, with this new martial technique, he had acquired another method to defend himself.


    "Does this technique have a name?" Chu Xuan asked with a smile.


    Wang Zhenxu replied respectfully, "Liu Meng believes that the honor of naming it should be yours, Immortal."


    Chu Xuan nodded, smiling, "This fist technique is as swift as lightning and possesses boundless strength; let''s call it the Great Extinguishing Thunder Fist."


    Wang Zhenxu praised, "Worthy of an Immortal, such a powerful name!"


    After a moment of thought, Chu Xuan added, "Within the Enlightenment Institute, we should establish divisions such as the Body Cultivation Institute and the Qi Cultivation Institute to focus specifically on researching body cultivation methods and qi cultivation methods respectively.


    The Body Cultivation Institute could be further divided into a section for cultivation methods and another for martial techniques. Similarly, the Qi Cultivation Institute could be divided into a section for cultivation techniques and another for spells. Such categorization will ensure everyone can utilize their skills to the fullest.


    Liu Meng has made significant contributions this time; according to the Enlightenment Institute''s reward system, he should be commended. Tell him to continue his research, as more rewards will come."


    Chu Xuan produced a large blood pearl and handed it to Wang Zhenxu.


    Wang Zhenxu nodded vigorously, "Yes, I will convey your message, Immortal."


    Chu Xuan nodded and waved his hand, dismissing him.


    As Wang Zhenxu left, Chu Xuan mused, "This Great Extinguishing Thunder Fist is indeed worth practicing. While the Qi cultivation research at the Enlightenment Institute has not been very fruitful, the results in body cultivation are quite impressive."


    It was understandable. After all, Blue Star''s Spiritual Qi was incredibly sparse. Psionic energy was most suited for body cultivation. It was a remarkable achievement for the Enlightenment Institute to develop martial techniques that far exceeded their own levels in such conditions.


    Chu Xuan considered that, had Liu Meng been on Mystic Azure Star during the golden age when powerful elixirs were plentiful, he might have been considered a top-tier prodigy, potentially creating numerous body cultivation methods that could be passed down through generations.


    ...


    In the blink of an eye, another five years had passed. Chu Xuan spent each day refining the Great Extinguishing Thunder Fist. His lungs worked like furnaces, his heart like an engine. With each inhalation, his chest would rise sharply; each exhalation could scorch vegetation with its heat.


    Now, his body was muscled and his strength surged¡ªhis mastery of the fist technique was near perfection. While not yet at the ultimate level, he had certainly reached a state of great refinement.


    "Eh, is Hu about to break through?" Chu Xuan sensed some unusual activity within the corpse tower, and joyfully, he immediately released Hu.


    He observed Hu''s body, now densely covered in blood cocoons¡ªa clear sign of an impending breakthrough to the Corpse King stage. Evidently, consuming the bodies of two Nascent Soul cultivators, Yun Zhongyu and Shangguan Hao, drastically accelerated Hu''s growth.


    Chu Xuan had originally planned to head to the outer domain battlefield. But with Hu''s impending advancement, he decided to wait until after the breakthrough before departing.


    As Hu was about to ascend, Chu Xuan suddenly sensed that his two life-bound gu insects were also showing signs of advancement. The Blood Steel Wire and the Blood Bee Queen had both formed cocoons, evidently influenced by his own ascension to the Nascent Soul stage. Such was the power of life-bound entities.


    A year later, the blood cocoon around Hu shattered successfully. A towering figure over six meters tall burst forth from the cocoon, emitting an exhilarating roar towards the heavens. The sound was earth-shaking, audible even to the superhumans in surrounding cities.


    However, for the superhumans at the Black Blade East Lake headquarters, such phenomena had become quite common. They knew the sound came from the residence of the immortal, presumably just his beloved little pet. What was there to fear?


    "Master!" Hu shrank his body and quickly transformed into a two-meter-tall man. He dashed to Chu Xuan and knelt respectfully.


    Chu Xuan nodded in approval, "Very good, very good. Take care of Long and Bao, and see that they too advance to the Corpse King realm soon."


    "Yes!" Hu responded respectfully. Now as a Corpse King, his speech was smooth and fluent, no longer hesitant.


    At that moment, the cocoons of the Blood Steel Wire and the Blood Bee Queen also shattered. The Blood Steel Wire emerged affectionately from Chu Xuan''s palm, and the Blood Bee Queen peeked out before shyly retreating back into her cocoon.

 Chapter 227: The Great Dao of the Nascent Soul

    Chu Xuan pondered the Blood Steel Wire, contemplating its limitations. Even though he had refined it into his life-bound gu insect, it was merely being dragged along by his progress.


    Currently, the Blood Steel Wire wasn''t of much use to him. In the future, he would need to keep an eye out for gu insect essence blood suitable for both the Blood Steel Wire and the Blood Bee Queen. With the right essence blood, their realms could rapidly ascend, making them as effective as a Corpse King or a Ghost King.


    With a thought, Chu Xuan beckoned with his hand, and the Evil Soul Chain appeared beside him. This magic treasure, bound to his life, could unleash 120% of his combat power.


    However, limited by its materials, its current power had significantly diminished. This treasure too needed better materials to be suitable for battles between Nascent Soul cultivators.


    "Becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly requires so much; everything must be done slowly, step by step, replacing each item," Chu Xuan mused, unfazed by the daunting task ahead. After all, he had some funds. He''d start by buying what was necessary. If purchasing proved impossible, or if someone prevented him from buying, he''d simply go and demand what he needed. Surely, there were kind-hearted people willing to gift him what he required. Maybe they''d even be willing to give him everything they had, inside and out.


    ...


    Heavenly Sword City.


    Chu Xuan once again approached the gates of this fortress city. Previously, being cautious, he had not stayed in his cave dwelling but had instead left Heavenly Sword City to find a cave outside. He had to go to Blue Star to save time; the heavenly tribulation only occurred once.


    Since it had appeared on Blue Star, it wouldn''t manifest again in the outer domain battlefield. If he had broken through from his cave dwelling within Heavenly Sword City without triggering the heavenly tribulation and yet advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, it would have certainly raised many eyebrows. After all, who ever heard of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage without facing the heavenly tribulation?


    As for breaking through outside the city, that didn''t matter. The battlefield beyond was vast, and not everyone could witness the heavenly tribulation.


    "Halt, who goes there?" A disciple of the Majestic Sword Sect stopped Chu Xuan at the gates of Heavenly Sword City.


    Chu Xuan tossed over his identity jade slip. The Majestic Sword Sect disciple scanned it with his divine sense, and his surprise was evident. "Master He? It''s been a long time! We heard you went to attempt the Nascent Soul breakthrough... You''re still alive?"


    Chu Xuan had spent nearly forty years on Blue Star, and it had been almost four years since anyone had last seen him in Heavenly Sword City. Many had assumed he was dead and gradually, he had been forgotten.


    The Majestic Sword Sect disciple remembered him because Chu Xuan had once concocted pills for him. Now, inspecting Chu Xuan carefully, the disciple asked cautiously, "Master He, have you... have you successfully condensed your Nascent Soul?"


    Four years without a sighting, and returning unscathed could only mean one of two things: he had either succeeded in reaching the Nascent Soul stage or retreated to form a False Soul. Either way, he was not someone the disciple could afford to offend.


    Chu Xuan smiled slightly, releasing the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator, "Fortunately, I have transcended the heavenly tribulation and attained the great Dao of Nascent Soul." His powerful presence shook the surrounding cultivators, some of the weaker ones nearly collapsing.This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings.


    The Majestic Sword Sect disciple was astounded, "¡­I pay my respects to senior He!"


    The other cultivators waiting to enter the city were also stunned and bowed respectfully, "We pay our respects to senior He!"


    Chu Xuan chuckled, "May I enter now?"


    "Of course! Now that you are a Nascent Soul great cultivator, you can go wherever you like!" the disciple said respectfully, "I will take you to Elder Ximen right away."


    Chu Xuan waved his hand dismissively, "No rush, I want to visit my old shop first."


    The disciple nodded, "Yes, then I will go ahead and inform Elder Ximen!" With that, he hurried off into the city.


    Chu Xuan strode through the streets of Heavenly Sword City, eventually arriving at Pill Pavilion. Soon, he saw the familiar shop. The shop appeared deserted. The wicker chair, books, and pill furnace were all in their places, untouched and dust-free, clearly tended to regularly.


    Chu Xuan gently touched the pill furnace, reminiscing about the days he spent concocting pills there, feeling quite sentimental.


    "Who''s there? How dare you touch Master He''s pill furnace!" A cold voice came from behind him.


    Chu Xuan turned around to see a familiar figure. It was He Ze. However, now He Ze had only one arm and his body bore visible scars. Such scars would not be difficult to remove with some medicinal pills, but the fact that they remained indicated financial difficulties.


    Yet, Chu Xuan noticed that He Ze''s cultivation had reached the fourth level of the Golden Core stage; his cultivation over the years had indeed borne some fruit.


    Upon recognizing Chu Xuan, He Ze''s expression quickly shifted from indifference to joy.


    "Master He! Is it really you, Master He?" He approached quickly, his face a picture of astonishment.


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, "Indeed, it''s me." He then patted He Ze''s empty sleeve, "What happened here?"


    A flash of sorrow swept across He Ze''s eyes, but he quickly concealed it. With seriousness, he said, "I''m ready. As soon as I have the chance, I will personally seek revenge."


    Chu Xuan nodded. It seemed much had occurred during these four years. The once somewhat na?ve young cultivator had been tempered by time and now appeared more like a true cultivator.


    Suddenly, a boisterous voice interrupted their reunion. "He Ze? Recovering well, I see. Back at Pill Pavilion again?"


    The voice sneered. "That Master He you followed hasn''t been seen for four years; he''s surely dead outside the city. Stop thinking about continuing to be his dog. Come over here and work for me! I''m short on hands!"


    Chu Xuan and He Ze both looked in the direction of the voice and saw several figures approaching, the leader of whom was a tall, fierce-looking man. He was the one who had spoken.


    He Ze clenched his fists, then slowly relaxed them. With a forced smile, he replied, "Fellow daoist Lu, please don''t rush; I''ll come over as soon as I finish up here."


    The leader, noticing He Ze''s deference, then turned his gaze to Chu Xuan. Recognition flickered across his face, and he adjusted his expression before bowing to Chu Xuan. "It turns out to be senior He! I am Lu Wen, a pleasure to meet you.


    Senior He, you disappeared for four years and have now returned; surely you have formed a False Soul? Congratulations! Your strength must have increased a notch! My earlier words were indeed rash, please do not take offense, senior He."


    However, I am currently undertaking a task from Elder Ximen of the Majestic Sword Sect to collect materials for weapon forging, and I really cannot afford to be away. Another day, I shall certainly bring a generous gift to apologize. What do you say?"


    Chu Xuan''s smile held a hint of irony. Lu Wen was indeed quite a character. First, he congratulated him on becoming a False Soul, then apologized, all the while subtly dropping his status as someone associated with the real Nascent Soul cultivator, Elder Ximen.


    If Chu Xuan were really just a False Soul, Lu Wen''s few words might have left him speechless. Unfortunately for Lu Wen, he had miscalculated. Chu Xuan was not a False Soul; he was a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator!


    He Ze clenched his teeth, aware that the present situation stemmed from him. He couldn''t let Master He get into trouble with Lu Wen because of him. Just as He Ze was about to speak, a booming laugh suddenly echoed from the entrance of the Pill Pavilion. A powerful Nascent Soul aura swept through the area.


    "Fellow daoist He, what a pleasure to see you!" the voice boomed. "To think that after four years, you have attained the great Dao of the Nascent Soul! Would fellow daoist care to join me, Ximen Changqing, for a good drink?"

 Chapter 228: The Way Out

    Everyone turned towards the source of the voice and saw a middle-aged cultivator with a refined appearance striding forward. This cultivator, handsome and distinguished, exuded a calm aura. The slight silver in his temples did not age him; instead, it lent him an air of otherworldly grace.


    He was the new lord of Heavenly Sword City, the Nascent Soul elder of the Majestic Sword Sect, Ximen Changqing, followed by his two disciples, Wu Shang and Xun Zhao.


    Both disciples looked at Chu Xuan with complex expressions in their eyes. As soon as Ximen Changqing appeared, Lu Wen, He Ze, and the other cultivators hurriedly bowed deeply.


    "Greetings to Elder Ximen!"


    In the realm of cultivation, one higher level commands respect regardless of age. However, Ximen Changqing did not pay heed to the others but instead focused on Chu Xuan. Chu Xuan returned the gesture with a nod but did not bow deeply as the others had.


    "Greetings to fellow daoist Ximen."


    Ximen Changqing sized up Chu Xuan, then laughed heartily, "Fellow daoist He is indeed young! You are sure to have a limitless future!"


    Chu Xuan responded with a smile, "I''ve heard that Elder Ximen''s swordplay is unmatched and his mastery of the tea ceremony is exquisite. May I have the honor of experiencing it?"


    Ximen Changqing nodded with a smile, "Please, fellow daoist He."


    His gaze briefly swept over Lu Wen, who had turned pale, and casually remarked, "Wu Shang, Xun Zhao, this man dared to impersonate an official of the lord''s mansion. How should he be dealt with?"


    Wu Shang and Xun Zhao exchanged looks. Wu Shang gritted his teeth and stepped forward, "Master, this man has been brutal and overbearing, bullying others by abusing his power and offending a Nascent Soul cultivator. By the law, he should be expelled from Heavenly Sword City!"


    Immediately, several Golden Core cultivators moved forward to seize Lu Wen. Lu Wen''s pupils shrank, and he cried out, "Brother Wu! I''ve done so much for you; you can''t abandon me! I may not have merit, but I''ve put in hard work... wuwuwu..."


    The Majestic Sword Sect cultivators swarmed him, and even his mouth was covered.


    Ximen Changqing chuckled, "Just a minor disturbance; it''s nothing. I''ve recently acquired a can of Moon on the Sea. Please, fellow daoist He, join me in tasting it."


    Chu Xuan nodded with a smile, "Moon on the Sea? That''s one of the ten famous teas of the Reincarnation Divine Church. Thank you, fellow daoist Ximen, for the opportunity to appreciate such fine tea."


    The two walked side by side towards the lord''s mansion.


    After they left, He Ze was still visibly shaken. Master He... had attained the Nascent Soul!? Even the lord of Heavenly Sword City, Ximen Changqing, had personally come to invite him! What an honor!


    In a moment, He Ze straightened his back, his face beaming with pride.


    "Fellow daoist He, you and Master He are kinsmen. If you become successful, don''t forget to support us, your old friends."Stolen novel; please report.


    "Fellow daoist He is loyal and devoted. You''ve guarded the shop for four years for Master He. Your future is bound to soar!"


    "Here is a mid-grade magic treasure, fellow daoist He. If you don''t mind, please accept it."


    "I often make talismans; here is a set for you, fellow daoist He."


    As the cultivators swarmed around He Ze, their enthusiasm palpable, they eagerly pushed various treasures into his arms. Some of the more slender female cultivators seemed almost ready to throw themselves at him. It was clear to everyone that He Ze was on the verge of prosperity.


    He Ze, witnessing this scene, displayed a shrewd smile. He accepted the gifts one by one, fully aware of the shift in their attitudes. These people, who once looked down upon him, were now fawning over him, all because of Master He''s return as a Nascent Soul cultivator.


    "Indeed, in this life, if one can cling to a thick and powerful leg, it is indeed a stroke of great fortune¡­" He Ze suddenly realized.


    ...


    In the lord''s mansion, in the back garden, Chu Xuan and Ximen Changqing sat opposite each other, quietly savoring their tea.


    After a long taste, Chu Xuan expressed his admiration, "The Moon on the Sea truly deserves its reputation as one of the top ten teas. It even surpasses the flavors of the Ku Mao Feng, Fragrant Snow, and Misty Blossom teas from my own cultivation."


    Ximen Changqing laughed heartily, "I know I don''t have the potential to reach the Deity Transformation phase, and I''m not keen on combat; I dislike fighting and killing. I much prefer to enjoy tea."


    "It''s fortunate indeed to meet a kindred spirit in you, fellow daoist," Chu Xuan smiled. "Indeed, I''m not fond of conflicts either. Today I learned that fellow daoist Ximen and I are truly alike."


    Ximen Changqing was delighted, "However, what is this Ku Mao Feng tea you mentioned? I have never heard of it."


    Chu Xuan happened to have some Ku Mao Feng tea in his storage bag and promptly presented some to Ximen Changqing. "This is a spiritual tea from Mystic Azure Star, emphasizing the transition from bitterness to sweetness. Many do not favor it, but I quite enjoy it."


    Ximen Changqing was intrigued and accepted it eagerly, "Well then, I must give it a proper tasting!"


    The two found much joy in discussing various teas. After a while, Chu Xuan steered the conversation to the main topic. "Fellow daoist Ximen, do you know where I might obtain Nascent Soul stage cultivation techniques?"


    Ximen Changqing chuckled, "That''s simple. You either join a fifth-level sect or buy them with spirit stones. I do have a few Nascent Soul stage techniques that I no longer need. I wonder if they might suit your taste."


    With a wave of his hand, he displayed several techniques before Chu Xuan. After scanning them, Chu Xuan shook his head repeatedly. These techniques were all very orthodox¡ªreliable and steady, but slow to progress. Chu Xuan did not need such methods.


    "Fellow daoist, is there a cultivation technique that speeds up progress a bit? Given that I''ve condensed a Blood Demon Soul, after all."


    Ximen Changqing pondered for a moment, then shook his head regretfully, "I don''t possess such techniques... however, I will keep an eye out for you, fellow daoist. If I come across such a method, I will contact you immediately."


    Chu Xuan''s face lit up with delight, "Thank you, then I shall trouble fellow daoist Ximen with this matter."


    Ximen Changqing smiled, "Think nothing of it. Helping where one can, and forging good karma is my way in the world."


    After a moment of reflection, Chu Xuan inquired further, "Fellow daoist Ximen, do you know how one might leave the extraterritorial battlefield? I''ve heard there are ways to leave early?"


    The battlefield opened every five hundred years. But that was only a large-scale opening. Indeed, there were smaller, interim openings. However, they seemed to require certain conditions.


    Chu Xuan felt that the extraterritorial battlefield was still perilous. Life on Mystic Azure Star was far more comforting. Now that he had achieved Nascent Soul, if there was a chance to return to Mystic Azure Star, it seemed wise to take it.


    Ximen Changqing laughed heartily, "Fellow daoist wishes to return home in glory?"


    "Indeed! What good are wealth and honor if one cannot return home to display them, like brocade robes worn unseen at night?"


    Ximen Changqing sipped his tea, then continued, "There are indeed several ways to leave early. One is by collecting contributions from clearing ancient beast carcasses, tenfold the required amount, which grants an early exit. Another is by acquiring rare and extraordinary spiritual items of this world, like the Turbid World Blue Lotus, which also allows for an early departure. And if neither of these conditions is met, one can still leave if an urgent missive is issued by a fifth-level sect from their home star."

 Chapter 229: Ximen Changqings invitation

    Ximen Changqing turned to Chu Xuan. "However, isn''t fellow daoist He from Mystic Azure Star?"


    "The fifth-level sect on Mystic Azure Star is the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace... and the upper sect have been quite dissatisfied with them recently..." he added.


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly.


    While Ximen Changqing did not make his point explicitly clear, Chu Xuan could discern the implications. An urgent missive issued by the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace might not be acknowledged by the Reincarnation Divine Sect.


    And as for seeking out a ludicrously rare spiritual item like the Turbid World Blue Lotus¡ªit was far too absurd. Thus, his only remaining option was to accumulate enough contributions to leave the battlefield.


    "Thank you, fellow daoist Ximen," Chu Xuan bowed.


    Ximen Changqing smiled, "I hear fellow daoist He is from the Heavenly Seal Sect, merely a fourth-level sect."


    "Would fellow daoist He consider joining the Majestic Sword Sect?" he offered.


    Chu Xuan gave a wry smile. A direct refusal might offend Ximen Changqing. Yet, he genuinely had no interest in aligning with any factions. After a pause, he shook his head, "I''m truly sorry, I have no intentions of joining any side at the moment."


    Ximen Changqing was not upset but simply nodded with a smile, "No matter, it''s merely routine recruitment on behalf of my sect. If fellow daoist He is not interested, then let it be. The monthly salary the sect gives me isn''t enough to make me hold a grudge over such matters."


    Chu Xuan was taken aback.


    The two exchanged glances and burst into hearty laughter.


    ...


    At the main gate of the city lord''s mansion.


    "Fellow daoist He, I have arranged for you a fourth-tier cave dwelling rich in spiritual qi, ready for you whenever you wish to move in," Ximen Changqing smiled. "But, as usual, I must mention..."


    He cleared his throat, "...the grand gates of the Majestic Sword Sect are always open to you!"


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, "Thank you, fellow daoist Ximen."


    He waved his hand and turned to leave. After Chu Xuan''s figure had vanished, Wu Shang and Xun Zhao approached Ximen Changqing with respectful expressions.


    Wu Shang spoke in a grave tone, "It has been confirmed that the Heavenly Seal Sect of Mystic Azure Star indeed existed but was destroyed long ago. Master, this man''s identity is false."


    Ximen Changqing chuckled, "I know it''s false."


    Wu Shang was startled, "Then why did you converse so amicably with him?"


    Ximen Changqing''s laughter grew even broader, "What does it matter if his identity is false? Back in the day, I navigated among various sects to preserve my own life, and I did the same thing."


    Wu Shang fell silent.


    Ximen Changqing casually remarked, "About that Lu Wen under your command¡ªhe''s not a good sort, how do you plan to deal with him?"


    Wu Shang appeared troubled, "Lu Wen has been with me for a long time, and though he may not have distinguished himself, he has endured much..."This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    Ximen Changqing stated indifferently, "Kill him, destroy his soul and scatter his ashes. Keeping someone around who is adept at stirring up trouble will only lead to deadly consequences in the future."


    Wu Shang''s fingers trembled, but eventually, he nodded firmly, "Disciple understands." He bowed and immediately departed.


    Xun Zhao stepped forward, asking in a low voice, "Master, there has still been no word from my Dao companion. Could you please help me¡ª"


    Ximen Changqing interrupted sharply, "She has now become a disciple of True Master Tiancang. Do you think she would still regard you? A mere woman, if you wish, there are plenty of female cultivators for you to choose from."


    Xun Zhao''s expression was downcast, "I understand, Master..."


    As he watched his disciples leave, Ximen Changqing shook his head repeatedly. The tasks assigned by True Master Tiancang were not to be questioned, just obeyed. Why couldn''t Xun Zhao be wiser and refrain from inquiring further about Zhao Qian?


    As for the newly advanced Nascent Soul, He Liang, Ximen Changqing''s thoughts were simple: as long as he posed no threat to himself, what harm was there in a false identity?


    ...


    At the Pill Pavilion.


    When Chu Xuan returned, he found the shop still crowded with cultivators. The place was bustling.


    Suddenly, someone shouted, "Senior He is here!"


    The crowd dispersed with a rustle, parting to make way with awe-stricken faces. To many Golden Core cultivators, reaching the Nascent Soul stage was a realm they could never dream of achieving in their lifetimes. Thus, they held Chu Xuan in high esteem, respecting this senior who dared to risk his life to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.


    Chu Xuan waved his hand, "Disperse, everyone."


    The cultivators then left.


    He Ze, his face glowing, approached Chu Xuan, "Senior He!"


    Chu Xuan smiled slightly, "Continue to stay by my side in the future."


    "Yes!" He Ze responded respectfully, "After Master went to the city lord''s mansion, many cultivators brought me gifts. I''ve kept track of all of them, right here. They did not give me these gifts because of who I am, but because of Master He. I cannot accept these things."


    Chu Xuan laughed heartily, "I don''t care for these items; they are yours now."


    With Chu Xuan''s words, He Ze finally nodded. Now he could accept the gifts without any guilt, otherwise, he would have never dared to take them.


    ...


    In the following days, Chu Xuan spent his days clearing ancient beast carcasses and his nights concocting pills in his cave dwelling. The pill making was not for the sake of spirit stones but to improve his own mastery of alchemy and to study the pill recipes he could access for free.


    Now that he had reached the Nascent Soul stage, he was qualified to concoct Nascent Soul-level medicinal pills. Prominent Nascent Soul cultivators, including Ximen Changqing of Heavenly Sword City and Duan Xiu of Righteous Dao City, sought his services. Naturally, he could not miss such opportunities and thus memorized many pill recipes that might prove useful in the future.


    A month later, Chu Xuan had nearly gathered enough contributions to leave, amounting to about eighty to ninety percent of the required total. In just five or six more days, he would have enough to leave the extraterritorial battlefield and return to Mystic Azure Star. However, he still hoped to obtain a suitable Nascent Soul-level cultivation technique before returning.


    Meanwhile, during his expeditions to clear the ancient beast carcasses, Chu Xuan noticed some anomalies in the battlefield. The frequency of spatial rifts had increased significantly.


    Cultivators often gathered in groups discussing how some areas, previously rift-free, now suffered from an abundance of them. The ground was also marred by deep, canyon-like rifts. Some speculated that creatures like the Nether Crocodiles might be surging from the underground en masse.


    Others whimsically suggested that perhaps the battlefield itself was on the verge of collapse. Though Chu Xuan knew nothing specific, an unexplainable worry began to gnaw at him.


    ...


    On a plain within the extraterritorial battlefield, a figure in black furrowed his brow, "The disappearance of Shangguan Hao remains unclear... What exactly happened? Could it be that he was discovered by True Master Tiancang and taken to the Reincarnation Tower? Or is he hidden somewhere? Or perhaps someone intercepted him along the way?"


    After much deliberation, the man in black retrieved an array disc, which was linked to the formation embedded in a blood jade pendant. This was a backdoor he had prepared in advance¡ªsubtle and nearly undetectable, yet capable of remote connection.


    It was intended to control Shangguan Hao in critical moments to prevent him from betraying the Reincarnation Divine Sect a second time and then betraying the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect.


    By activating it, he could break the formation on the pendant from afar, allowing him to track down Shangguan Hao''s whereabouts. He was reluctant to resort to this measure, but with Shangguan Hao missing for four years and his whereabouts still unknown, he had no choice but to implement this last resort.


    The man in black executed a series of complex hand signs, and the formation was instantly disrupted. Stirred by an intuition, he looked towards the giant city shrouded in the night, surprised.


    "Hmm? Inside Heavenly Sword City?"

 Chapter 230: A Heavenly Longevity Pill—How Much Blood of Living Beings?

    "Shangguan Hao couldn''t possibly still be alive... It must be that he was killed, and his essence blood jade pendant was taken," the man in black deduced, shaking his head repeatedly.


    As a cultivator from the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, he was taking significant risks by venturing into this battlefield controlled by the Reincarnation Divine Sect. If he were to recklessly attack a cultivator within Heavenly Sword City, it would undoubtedly provoke a massive retaliation from the Reincarnation Divine Sect. For now, he had no choice but to accept his loss. He would have to wait for another opportunity.


    "Wei Ji from the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace holds a grudge against the Reincarnation Divine Sect; perhaps he can be utilized..." he contemplated, soon vanishing into the darkness.


    ...


    Inside Heavenly Sword City, Chu Xuan was concocting pills.


    The moment the formation on the essence blood jade pendant disappeared, he felt as though a prying gaze swept over him. His breath almost halted in that instant, and the pill he was crafting explosively failed.


    "What happened?" he wondered. "Why did I feel that way? Is it a premonition of merit warning me?"


    Chu Xuan opened his storage bag and began to sift through its contents item by item. His gaze unknowingly settled on the essence blood jade pendant. He remembered that the surface of the pendant was originally marked with complex and profound formation patterns, but now they were completely gone.


    This meant that if True Master Tiancang were to employ divination to seek him out, there was a possibility he could be discovered.


    "Should I flee?" he pondered. "Or should I stay in Heavenly Sword City and watch how things unfold? Perhaps True Master Tiancang no longer cares about this matter..."


    After a brief moment of contemplation, Chu Xuan found his answer. Regardless of whether True Master Tiancang was willing to spend his lifespan to take divination, Chu Xuan couldn''t take the risk.


    After all, this was a Deity Transformation great being. If he were to lock onto Chu Xuan and personally intervene, Chu Xuan might not even have the chance to use the Blood Mirror to escape!


    Without another word, he decided.


    Time to run!


    Chu Xuan left a voice transmission for He Ze in the cave dwelling and then, taking advantage of the cover of night silently escaped Heavenly Sword City. He found a secluded cave where he quickly set up a formation and then departed through the Blood Mirror.


    Ordinarily, when planning to flee to Blue Star, he would make thorough preparations. However, this time, lacking a Nascent Soul cultivation technique, escaping to the blue sea would serve little purpose. He could not stay on Blue Star forever. Once the immediate danger passed, he planned to return eventually. He Ze''s voice transmissions would serve as his channel of information.


    Of course, he would not fully trust He Ze, considering the potential for coercion. The trust would depend on his own judgment. Chu Xuan only needed to return to the extraterritorial battlefield periodically to check for any messages from He Ze.


    ...


    At the Reincarnation Tower, what was once a bustling place had now become eerily quiet, scarcely a soul in sight. In the highest-floor cultivation room, True Master Tiancang sat on a white jade disk, his figure withered and his hair white, resembling rotting wood that could crumble into fragments with a mere gust of wind.This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.


    A knock sounded.


    The voice of Leng Hanshuang came from outside, "Uncle Master Tiancang, the Heavenly Longevity Pill is ready."


    "Come in," came the hoarse voice of Tiancang.


    Moments later, Leng Hanshuang entered, carrying a jade bottle with determined strides. True Master Tiancang managed a strained smile, "Thank you, Holy Maiden." He took the jade bottle, which contained a pearl-like pill marked with numerous intersecting bloodlines, emitting a strong, sweet scent of blood.


    True Master Tiancang looked at the Heavenly Longevity Pill with a slightly dazed gaze. Consuming one could extend his life by three hundred years. If not for the repeated use of his life force for divination, the sect might not have granted him the resources to concoct such a pill.


    "Heh, one Heavenly Longevity Pill, made from the blood of how many living beings¡­" True Master Tiancang chuckled.


    Leng Hanshuang watched True Master Tiancang''s demeanor with a sense of unease. Her master had warned her to be cautious around him at the Reincarnation Tower, not to provoke him. At the time, she didn''t fully understand the warning. But now, she did. This old man was indeed terrifying.


    Previously, the alchemists gathered from the extraterritorial battlefield, who had crafted life-extending pills, eventually became part of those very pills, including Zhao Qian, who possessed a superior spiritual body known as the "Spirit Blood Pill Body." She was a key ingredient in crafting the Heavenly Longevity Pill.


    Having seen enough, True Master Tiancang swallowed the Heavenly Longevity Pill in one gulp.


    Boom!


    The formidable power of the Heavenly Longevity Pill surged through True Master Tiancang''s body, revitalizing his limbs and bones at a visibly rapid pace. His wrinkled, moisture-depleted skin instantly became as supple and elastic as that of a young man. His withered muscles swelled impressively, and his white hair darkened from root to tip.


    Within mere moments, True Master Tiancang had transformed from a nearly dead old man into a robust middle-aged figure. He sprang to his feet, closing his eyes to feel the surging power within him, overwhelmed by the sensation.


    Leng Hanshuang instinctively stepped back, her heart filled with fear. True Master Tiancang chuckled, "Holy Maiden, there is no need to fear; your status is elevated, how could I dare to harm you? The ones I consumed were but insignificant beings."


    Taking a deep breath, Leng Hanshuang asked, "Uncle Master Tiancang, previously you were too weak to perform divination. Now that you are rejuvenated, can you do it again? We have sealed this extraterritorial battlefield for nearly five years without a trace of the Taotie Tree Seed, and the ancestor is furious. You must know the importance of the Taotie Tree Seed, it cannot be lost. Moreover, this battlefield will collapse in a month at most. If that happens, it might be impossible to find it."


    True Master Tiancang laughed softly, "I understand, I''ll perform it now." He scoffed internally.


    The Astral Projection ancestor also had divination techniques but chose to let others use theirs instead, obviously to avoid shortening his own lifespan.


    While he thought this, he did not show it and immediately began using his lifespan to perform the divination. Almost instantly, his newly darkened hair showed several white strands again, and wrinkles formed at the corners of his eyes and mouth, adding a hint of age.


    After a long while, he exhaled and finished his effort, shaking his head repeatedly. "Nothing. The tree seed still shows no sign, completely untraceable. My divination techniques are still too inferior. If the ancestor made the effort, he would surely locate the Taotie Tree Seed easily."


    Leng Hanshuang''s expression turned grim. She had volunteered to locate the Taotie Tree Seed, only to yield no results after five years.


    Suddenly, True Master Tiancang uttered a light "Hmm?"


    Leng Hanshuang''s eyes brightened, "Is there something?"


    True Master Tiancang smiled, "While randomly divining, I detected the murderer of my disciple Yun Zhongyu. His presence flickered near Heavenly Sword City. This person has hidden deeply, perhaps achieving a breakthrough, which is why his aura was exposed. Unfortunately, I have expended a lot of my lifespan and now need to recuperate..."


    Leng Hanshuang raised an eyebrow, "Then allow me to handle this for you, Uncle Master Tiancang. I will capture this murderer alive and bring him back tomorrow!"


    Her frustration needed an outlet, and now that she had a target, she was ready to vent her anger.


    True Master Tiancang chuckled heartily, "There is also a talented alchemist in Heavenly Sword City with exceptional skills in pill-making. I always appreciate talent, so please, Holy Maiden, bring that alchemist back for me as well."

 Chapter 231: The Chase and the Transmission

    In Heavenly Sword City, Pill Pavilion had just opened its doors for the day when He Ze arrived early at the shop rented by Chu Xuan. However, this time, he didn''t see Chu Xuan, who usually arrived earlier than him.


    "That''s strange, Senior He is always here before me; why isn''t he here today?" He Ze found this unusual but didn''t dwell on it too much. Instead, he busied himself with cleaning the shop, receiving respectful nods from the cultivators passing by. Everyone knew that He Ze was now under the wing of a Nascent Soul powerhouse, a true case of a sparrow transforming into a phoenix!


    As the minutes and hours passed, there was still no sign of Chu Xuan, even by midday. Puzzled, He Ze hurried to Chu Xuan''s cave dwelling and sent a voice transmission talisman inside. Almost immediately, another voice transmission talisman flew out and landed in his palm.


    He Ze listened to the message: "Out hunting ancient beasts, won''t return to the city for now, don''t worry. If there are any changes in the city, use the voice transmission jade to inform me."


    Scratching his head, He Ze turned and left, a bit confused.


    ...


    The following afternoon, a large contingent of Reincarnation Divine Sect cultivators mobilized, and Heavenly Sword City was suddenly sealed off without any warning. The cultivators inside the city were panic-stricken, unsure of what was happening.


    Even though cultivators from the Majestic Sword Sect, including Ximen Changqing, were very cooperative, Leng Hanshuang searched Heavenly Sword City thoroughly for five days. She turned it upside down, even to the point where the earthworms sleeping underground might have been uncovered, yet she found nothing significant.


    This news naturally reached Chu Xuan through He Ze''s transmissions. "They really came for me," Chu Xuan mused. "However, it''s not True Master Tiancang who''s acting, but one of his disciples..."


    Chu Xuan pondered this development. It seemed that if he could just avoid capture during this period, he might be able to return to Heavenly Sword City eventually.


    At the city lord''s mansion, Ximen Changqing cheerfully brewed tea for Leng Hanshuang. "Holy Maiden, there is no need to hurry. Senior Tiancang has already said that the person is extremely skilled at hiding and certainly won''t be found within just a few days."


    "Heavenly Sword City is now sealed, and everyone entering or leaving must register. It''s only a matter of time before this person is caught. Why not enjoy some of my Ku Mao Feng tea in the meantime?" he offered, trying to ease the tension with a touch of hospitality.


    Leng Hanshuang couldn''t help but shake her head. "I don''t care for tea."


    Ximen Changqing was not offended, merely smiling. "This tea is difficult to cultivate, and it is quite rare. Since the Holy Maiden does not partake, I shall drink it myself."


    Suddenly, Leng Hanshuang spoke up, "I recall there is an alchemist named He Liang in the city. Where is he now?"


    Ximen Changqing chuckled, "Fellow daoist He has been in secluded cultivation for four years, achieving the Nascent Soul realm. Currently, he is hunting ancient beasts outside the city, amassing contributions."


    "I suppose he plans to return home in glory after advancing to a higher realm¡ªa common practice among cultivators." He saw nothing amiss with Chu Xuan''s actions.Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!


    "By the way, this Ku Mao Feng tea was a gift from fellow daoist He," Ximen Changqing added with a smile.


    Leng Hanshuang calmly stated, "Uncle Master Tiancang cherishes talent, and he intends to take He Liang as his disciple. Please, fellow daoist Ximen, ask He Liang to return to the city."


    Ximen Changqing''s action of sipping tea stiffened. "Uncle Master Tiancang... to take fellow daoist He as a disciple? Ha-ha-ha, that truly would be a great fortune for fellow daoist He. If that''s the case, I shall send him a voice transmission to share this excellent news."


    Leng Hanshuang fixed her gaze on Ximen Changqing''s eyes. "Surely such good news should be delivered in person to be most surprising, right?"


    Ximen Changqing lowered his eyes, a flash of coldness passing through them, but when he raised his head again, his expression was warm. "Understood, worthy of being the Holy Maiden, indeed thoughtful. In that case, I will send a voice transmission to fellow daoist He, asking him to return."


    Leng Hanshuang smiled slightly. "Very well, transmit your message here, and let me listen."


    Ximen Changqing, still smiling, took out the voice transmission jade. "Fellow daoist He, are you still hunting ancient beasts outside? Why not return and drink some tea? I recently acquired a packet of Mountain Clouds tea, said to be like descending into the clouds of heaven. I haven''t opened it yet, waiting for your return to share it."


    Having spoken, he put away the voice transmission jade and looked towards Leng Hanshuang.


    "Holy Maiden, were my words appropriate?"


    Leng Hanshuang nodded. "Quite appropriate."


    "Please, Fellow Daoist Ximen, join us when the time comes. To be accepted as a disciple by a mighty divine cultivator like Uncle Master Tiancang is an immense honor."


    Ximen Changqing, still smiling, responded, "Yes, yes, Holy Maiden, rest assured, I will be present."


    Only after Leng Hanshuang had left the city lord''s mansion did Ximen Changqing''s expression gradually turn cold.


    Leng Hanshuang had nearly forced him to send the voice transmission to He Liang, insisting that it be done immediately¡ªquite aggressively.


    As a Nascent Soul cultivator, did he not have any dignity?


    Ximen Changqing gave a self-mocking smile. The other was a Holy Maiden from a sixth-tier cultivation sect.


    How could he, a mere third-level Nascent Soul cultivator, compare?


    Dignity. Indeed, there was none.


    Ximen Changqing sipped his tea. "Bitter... truly bitter... Why does sweetness never come? I wish to stay out of conflicts, yet I''m always drawn in. Now, I might even lose someone to share tea with. He Liang, no matter who you are, I hope you can discern the subtleties in my words..."


    Inside a cave outside Heavenly Sword City, Chu Xuan appeared once again. He surfaced every few days to receive voice transmissions from He Ze. From these messages, he learned that Leng Hanshuang had been searching Heavenly Sword City for several days¡ªnot for the Taotie Tree Seed, but for the killer of Yun Zhongyu. Chu Xuan pondered briefly, then connected the dots.


    "The Taotie Tree Seed is far on Blue Star, and with a Nascent Soul cultivator''s divination power, it''s indeed impossible to pinpoint its location," he thought. "But the moment the formation on the blood jade pendant vanished, True Master Tiancang must have discovered that Yun Zhongyu''s killer was in Heavenly Sword City. That''s why Leng Hanshuang came to Heavenly Sword City to search for the murderer."


    Just then, Chu Xuan received another message, surprisingly from Ximen Changqing. After listening to Ximen Changqing''s words, Chu Xuan furrowed his brows.


    "An invitation to drink tea? It sounds like something Ximen Changqing would say, yet not quite."


    After becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator, Chu Xuan had often shared tea with Ximen Changqing and was familiar with his speaking habits. Ximen Changqing would not describe tea as "a packet" nor invite someone to "drink tea"¡ªhe always used the term "enjoy tea."


    Most importantly, given Ximen Changqing''s obsession with fine teas, if he had really acquired one of the Reincarnation Divine Sect''s ten famous teas, he would not wait to drink it with Chu Xuan. Instead, he would likely hide it away to savor it himself first.


    "There''s deceit here. Ximen Changqing is trying to discreetly send me a message. Who could force a Nascent Soul cultivator to convey a message in such a manner?"


    Immediately, a face came to mind¡ªLeng Hanshuang, the Holy Maiden of the Reincarnation Divine Sect. It must be her! Chu Xuan could even imagine her sitting next to Ximen Changqing, listening as he sent the transmission.


    "Heavenly Sword City is to be avoided."


    With a shake of his head, Chu Xuan returned to Blue Star.

 Chapter 232: The extraterritorial battlefield is about to collapse?

    Ten days had passed. Within the city lord''s mansion in Heavenly Sword City, Ximen Changqing paced back and forth, his brow furrowed in concern.


    Recently, a large number of spatial rifts had appeared, some alarmingly close to Heavenly Sword City. The number of ancient beasts appearing at night had also multiplied several times. Mysteriously, a large flock of Dark Falcons had almost crashed into the city during the night. None of these were good omens.


    In the past, extraterritorial battlefields on the brink of collapse would see a surge in ancient beasts and numerous spatial rifts appear. Just recently, he had received news that his own direct disciple, Wu Shang, had nearly perished in a sudden spatial rift, losing a leg in the process.


    "Elder, the Holy Maiden is waiting for you in the main hall," whispered a disciple from the Majestic Sword Sect.


    Ximen Changqing''s frown deepened. Why was that woman here again? He composed himself and put on a smile as he entered the hall, "I greet the Holy Maiden."


    Leng Hanshuang''s expression was as cold as frost, "Fellow daoist Ximen, I need you to tell me why He Liang has not yet returned. Have you secretly sent him another message?"


    Ximen Changqing''s brow furrowed deeper, "Holy Maiden, you must not make reckless accusations. I sent the message to fellow daoist He as you requested and have not sent another in these ten days. You may verify this. What exactly do you intend by urgently summoning fellow daoist He back? Could it be that you mean to harm him?"


    Leng Hanshuang took a deep breath, "Fine, then send another message to He Liang. This matter cannot be delayed any longer."


    Ximen Changqing replied calmly, "Certainly, but first I have a question for the Holy Maiden." With a wave of his hand, the doors of the great hall thunderously shut.


    "Is this extraterritorial battlefield about to collapse? Why has the upper sect not announced anything? Why are the teleportation formations still strictly guarded, allowing no one to enter or exit? Do the lives of us lower sect cultivators not matter in the eyes of the upper sect?" Ximen Changqing asked seriously.


    Leng Hanshuang stared into Ximen Changqing''s eyes and replied coldly, "The teleportation formation will eventually be opened, and everyone will be able to leave alive. Rest assured, the Reincarnation Divine Sect is not like the demonic Heaven Shaking Divine Sect; we value every cultivator''s life."


    Ximen Changqing''s expression eased slightly.


    Leng Hanshuang continued, "Please, fellow daoist Ximen, send the message once more. As soon as I bring He Liang to the Reincarnation Tower and present him to Uncle Master Tiancang as a disciple, I will leave."


    "Very well," Ximen Changqing nodded and, as before, sent another voice transmission.


    Leng Hanshuang suddenly asked, "Could you teach me how to use the voice transmission jade?"


    Ximen Changqing took a deep breath but maintained a smiling face, "Of course."


    Leng Hanshuang took the voice transmission jade and left immediately. Ximen Changqing watched her departing figure, his expression turning icy cold. If he had the chance, he truly wished to personally eliminate this arrogant Holy Maiden.


    Unfortunately, his own strength did not permit it, and her status prevented any direct confrontation. "Who could possibly control her?" he wondered. "Perhaps only Situ Kong, the Holy Son of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, could manage that."The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    Shaking his head, Ximen Changqing began preparations to evacuate the extraterritorial battlefield.


    ...


    On the desolate plains of the extraterritorial battlefield, Leng Hanshuang swiftly moved with two cultivators from the Reincarnation Divine Sect. She held a voice transmission jade in her hand, from which a tender green sprout had emerged. The sprout had just one leaf, which pointed eastward¡ªthe direction Leng Hanshuang was heading.


    "My master gave me this Divine Guide. I never thought it would be used in such a place," she mused. "This He Liang must have sensed something and does not wish to go to the Reincarnation Tower. Hmph, it''s not up to you whether you go or not."


    Leng Hanshuang commanded in a low voice, "Speed up."


    "Yes!" The two Nascent Soul cultivators behind her accelerated at once.


    At that moment, Chu Xuan swiftly moved across the plains, passing ruins and rubble. The cave he had previously chosen had developed several spatial rifts, necessitating a change to a new hideout.


    "With things proceeding this way, the collapse of the extraterritorial battlefield is imminent," he thought. "And due to the loss of the Taotie Tree Seed, the teleportation arrays are still guarded by cultivators from the Reincarnation Divine Sect, with no one allowed to enter or leave freely."


    Chu Xuan''s brows furrowed deeply. He had unintentionally acquired the Taotie Tree Seed, never anticipating it would lead to such consequences. It truly was a hot potato.


    Now, he needed to find a new cave near a teleportation array to hide. After all, as the battlefield was about to collapse, the cultivators would surely be evacuated. He could blend in with the crowd and possibly slip through unnoticed.


    "Hm? Someone''s coming?" Chu Xuan suddenly felt a prickling sensation on his back. He glanced over his shoulder. On the distant horizon, three figures appeared, quickly approaching him.


    Chu Xuan, without hesitation, activated the Mahayana Swift Escape. After consuming some of his accumulated merit, his speed surged dramatically.


    "Hmm?" Leng Hanshuang noticed Chu Xuan''s swift attempt to flee. She immediately growled, "Chase! We cannot let He Liang escape!"


    The three pursuers increased their speed at that moment.


    As a Holy Maiden of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, Leng Hanshuang was equipped with exceptional techniques, magical treasures, and spells.


    The two Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators accompanying her were disciples assigned by a Deity Transformation Ancestor. Although they were only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, their abilities were still remarkable.


    The trio quickly closed in on Chu Xuan. His Mahayana Swift Escape, a Golden Core stage escape technique, allowed him to match the speed of a False Soul stage cultivator once he consumed his merit.


    However, it couldn''t compare to a Nascent Soul stage escape technique. It was only a matter of time before they caught up to him.


    Chu Xuan''s expression turned icy as he noticed a cave nearby. Without hesitation, he dove into it. Whatever dangers the cave held seemed preferable to the relentless pursuit of three Nascent Soul cultivators behind him.


    Seeing Chu Xuan plunge into the cave, Leng Hanshuang''s brows furrowed. She wanted to follow, but the two Nascent Soul cultivators stopped her.


    "Holy Maiden, the cave is extremely dangerous. It would be best for someone of your esteemed stature not to venture too deeply. Leave it to us," they advised.


    After a moment''s consideration, Leng Hanshuang nodded. "Then I''ll leave it to you. Make sure to capture him alive."


    "Yes!" The two Nascent Soul cultivators immediately entered the cave.


    The cave was pitch-dark. Chu Xuan, who had previously only lingered around the outskirts of caves while collecting ancient beast carcasses, could sense a profound terror lurking deep within.


    Not just Nascent Soul cultivators, but even Deity Transformation cultivators could perish if they strayed too deeply. Yet, with his pursuers close behind and unable to escape to Blue Star through the Blood Mirror, he had no choice but to take this desperate measure.


    However, Chu Xuan did not venture deep into the cave. Shortly after entering, he sharply turned and hid around a corner. He took several deep breaths and employed the Abyssal Return Method to suppress his aura as much as possible. But having used too much spiritual qi just before, it was difficult to stabilize his aura quickly.


    "He Liang! Uncle Master Tiancang values your talents and wishes to take you as his disciple. Do not miss this opportunity!"


    "He Liang, why run upon seeing us? How can you miss such a tremendous opportunity?"


    Voices called out from the entrance of the cave.

 Chapter 233: Why Must You Force Me?

    Hearing their words, Chu Xuan couldn''t help but sneer inwardly.


    Value talent? Take as a disciple? A great opportunity? Their minds were indeed corrupted!


    True Master Tiancang, that devourer of men who spared no bones, would never truly value anyone''s talent. If he naively believed such words and went to the Reincarnation Tower, he was certain it would lead to his utter doom.


    "These two are very close; the distance is minimal, and I can only slightly conceal my aura, not completely hide it," Chu Xuan thought to himself. "If they keep advancing, they are bound to discover me¡­ Now, I must strike like thunder!"


    In one hand, Chu Xuan held the corpse tower, and in the other, the ghost tower. Power surged through his right arm as if thunder roared through his veins and bones.


    The two Nascent Soul cultivators continued to move forward. The taller cultivator sensed something and silently gestured towards the right side of his stout companion, who nodded silently. Spiritual qi surged within him, his palms reversed in preparation. The frost spell slowly took form.


    In the next instant, the stout cultivator suddenly expended a burst of Nascent Soul essence to teleport. His frost sword pierced directly through the rock wall.


    Crash!


    The rock wall shattered to pieces. However, instead of the figure they expected, there was only a small, lifeless corpse puppet at the original spot.


    The stout cultivator''s heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned around. Just then, he saw a dark figure burst from the shadows, swinging a natal ghost weapon straight into the mind of the tall cultivator!


    The tall cultivator didn''t even have time to scream. His eyes bulged out, and he died instantly.


    The stout cultivator was horrified and roared, channeling his spiritual qi, "Holy Maiden, run! He has a Ghost King!" With that, he energized his body''s spiritual qi into a giant shield to protect himself.


    However, the anticipated attack did not come. Instead, the man-snake Ghost King merely sneered.


    Behind him, a chilling voice sounded. "I''m right behind you."


    Boom!


    A fist, harder than steel and as fast as lightning, shot out. The punch, roaring with a terrifying force that seemed capable of crushing everything, struck fiercely.


    The stout cultivator''s body automatically radiated a protective light as his natal magic treasure surfaced to fend off the attack. With a loud clang, under the devastating force of the punch, the magic treasure shattered into pieces. The punch continued unabated, crushing the stout cultivator''s skull into fragments.


    Chu Xuan swiftly collected the remnants of the two cultivators, sorting their possessions with a flick of his hand. In an instant, he consumed more merit to activate the Mahayana Swift Escape, propelling himself deeper into the cave.


    He had heard her¡ªLeng Hanshuang had entered the cave. Her Nascent Soul stage escape technique was undoubtedly superior to his. Every second now was incredibly precious!If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    "Damn it...!"


    Moments later, Leng Hanshuang arrived at the scene. Only a pool of blood remained; the corpses of the two Nascent Soul cultivators had vanished. Unable to deduce the attacker''s methods from the condition of the bodies, her only clue was the presence of a Ghost King.


    "Why would a mere alchemist like He Liang possess a Ghost King? Something is definitely not right here," she thought. "Could he be connected to Huikong, who killed Yun Zhongyu and also had two Ghost Kings?"


    Leng Hanshuang''s brows furrowed deeply. She felt she was on the verge of unraveling something, but the threads of thought were too tangled to make sense just yet. "He values his life; he wouldn''t dare venture deep into the cave. Capturing him will solve everything."


    Her plan was straightforward: capture him and extract his memories. That would resolve all uncertainties.


    She moved swiftly through the dark cave. As she ventured deeper, the dormant Nether Crocodiles became more numerous. At first, she could quickly dispatch them without stirring others, but eventually, even she could not advance without disturbing a swarm of them.


    "Where has this damned man hidden himself?" Leng Hanshuang''s expression turned increasingly impatient. She unleashed a blast of frost, freezing several Nether Crocodiles in front of her into ice sculptures. Their life force was extinguished in an instant.


    In the shadowy corner, Chu Xuan silently observed the movements of the Reincarnation Divine Sect''s Holy Maiden, weighing his options on how to handle her. He had two choices: one, to keep hiding until she lost patience and left on her own; or two, to strike out, aiming to kill or capture her.


    "This Holy Maiden of the Reincarnation Divine Sect must have numerous trump cards, possibly even treasures bestowed by an Astral Projection Ancestor. Killing her would surely be difficult," he reasoned. "Even if I managed to kill her by chance, the Reincarnation Divine Sect would definitely be alerted. They would then likely tighten security at the teleportation formations, making my escape impossible. Rather than taking aggressive action, it might be wiser to wait quietly."


    Chu Xuan solidified his decision and remained motionless. Although he commanded two Ghost Kings, a Corpse King, and had the strength of the thirty-first layer of body refinement, facing a Holy Maiden with numerous resources at her disposal, he estimated only a sixty to seventy percent chance of victory. Engaging in a battle without certain victory was not a risk worth taking.


    However, while he intended to remain hidden, Leng Hanshuang was not about to give him that chance.


    "He Liang! Come out! Come out now!" Leng Hanshuang bellowed in rage, casting spells indiscriminately. She had lost her temper completely. What she had thought would be a simple task¡ªcapturing someone to vent her frustration¡ªhad resulted in the death of her personal guards.


    The Divine Guide, a treasure given by her ancestor, was being wasted here. If she failed to capture him, how could she face returning without success?


    Her unrestrained attacks quickly stirred the environment. Thunderous noises echoed through the cave, reaching far and wide.


    Shhhh...


    The sound of awakening Nether Crocodiles filled the air. Their crimson eyes snapped open and converged toward the source of the noise.


    The rustling of numerous Nether Crocodiles moving rapidly reached Chu Xuan''s ears, and his expression changed drastically.


    "This madwoman! To force me out, she''s willing to disturb the Nether Crocodiles sleeping in this cave!" He realized. She might even draw out the Dark Falcons and Dark Devouring Worms from deeper within.


    This could potentially lead to a situation where they both perished.


    No, not a mutual destruction.


    Chu Xuan quickly regained his composure. As a Holy Maiden, Leng Hanshuang undoubtedly had life-saving measures at her disposal. Her confidence in stirring up the ancient beasts was a testament to that. Faced with a horde of ancient beasts, he knew he couldn''t linger without being forced out. What should he do?


    Could he escape using the Blood Mirror?


    Crack!


    Suddenly, a section of the rock wall in front of Chu Xuan silently vanished. His scalp tingled. Spatial rifts! More and more spatial rifts were appearing. Indeed, disturbing a large number of ancient beasts was leading to an increase in spatial rifts, which would ultimately trigger the collapse of the extraterritorial battlefield.


    He must not use the Blood Mirror to leave from here. If he did, he would never be able to return to this world of cultivation for the rest of his life!


    The only option left was to kill Leng Hanshuang, burst out of the cave, and escape the battlefield via the teleportation formation.


    Chu Xuan took a deep breath. His gaze turned icy.


    "I''ve never liked conflict. Why must you force me?"

 Chapter 234: This Man Is a Body Cultivator!

    As Chu Xuan watched the silhouette recklessly casting spells, he held his breath and inched closer. He knew well the means he had to combat a Nascent Soul cultivator. His spells, fueled by Spiritual Qi, were merely at the Golden Core level and thus relatively ineffective.


    The methods capable of inflicting real damage on Leng Hanshuang would undoubtedly be his two Ghost Kings, Two Arms and Four Arms, and Hu, the Corpse King, along with his thirty-first layer physical cultivation realm and the devastating physical technique, the Great Extinguishing Thunder Fist. These techniques needed close-range execution to be most effective.


    Thus, Chu Xuan needed to close the distance between them rapidly to unleash his lethal attack effectively. When he got within twenty zhang of Leng Hanshuang, she suddenly focused her gaze, shouting, "Found you!"


    In an instant, the frost in her hands transformed into an ice spear, hurtling straight toward Chu Xuan''s position.


    Chu Xuan''s expression shifted slightly. Without hesitation, he expended Nascent Soul essence to teleport instantly. With a whoosh, he covered the twenty-zhang distance, dodging the attack and appearing less than three zhang away from Leng Hanshuang.


    Two imposing shadows burst from his body, rushing towards Leng Hanshuang from both sides. Five lifebound ghost weapons, irrational and relentless, smashed down upon her.


    Leng Hanshuang, without delay, activated a top-grade defensive magic treasure. A Frost Mirror appeared before her.


    Boom!


    A crack sounded, and spiderweb-like fractures appeared on the surface of the Frost Mirror. Another crack followed, and a nondescript pendant around Leng Hanshuang''s neck also showed several fractures.


    Her expression immediately soured. This pendant, a Soul Protection Charm given by her ancestor to ward off psychic attacks, was incredibly precious and difficult to craft.


    She hadn''t expected to underestimate her opponent''s strength so gravely that even her Soul Protection Charm had suffered significant damage.


    Chu Xuan also frowned deeply. This Leng Hanshuang indeed possessed numerous magic treasures. In just the blink of an eye, two top-grade magic treasures had appeared, including one that was extremely valuable for protecting the soul.


    "Two Ghost Kings, you must be Huikong, the one who killed Yun Zhongyu," Leng Hanshuang said with a cold laugh. "I''ve had such a hard time finding you! Ice Sun Crossbow!"


    As she spoke, she waved her hands, and three streaks of light flew out from her storage bag, positioning themselves around her.


    Chu Xuan focused intently as he recognized the three menacing giant crossbows before him, which held no bolts but arrows formed entirely of concentrated Spiritual Qi.


    He wanted to move, but the crossbows seemed to have a life of their own, locking onto his body with deadly precision, ready to launch their frosty bolts at any moment.


    This was not the end of his troubles. Leng Hanshuang slapped her storage bag again, revealing a small bottle in her palm.


    "Yin Frost Bottle!" she shouted. With a burst, chilling air sprayed from the bottle, quickly enveloping the surroundings. Each breath Chu Xuan took was like inhaling knives, slicing through his lungs.The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.


    Leng Hanshuang smirked and slapped her storage bag once more, producing a long whip in her hand. This whip, wrapped in icy threads, emitted a bone-chilling coldness. Merely looking at it longer seemed to freeze both flesh and soul.


    "Cold Sky Whip!" she announced, manipulating it as if it were an extension of her arm. It moved like a lively ice serpent, swift and fierce.


    Chu Xuan was forced to repeatedly expend his Nascent Soul essence to dodge the Cold Sky Whip''s attacks, his expression growing increasingly grim. Indeed, the Holy Maiden of a sixth-tier cultivation sect was formidable.


    Ice Sun Crossbow! Yin Frost Bottle! Cold Sky Whip! Each item she produced was a magic treasure, and the bottle that spread the cold, with its radiant flow of light, was likely a top-grade magic treasure. The whip, intertwined with icy threads, was terrifying, likely Leng Hanshuang''s lifebound magic treasure.


    Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!


    The Ice Sun Crossbows continuously fired their bolts. Crack, crack, crack! The Cold Sky Whip kept lashing out.


    Chu Xuan was exhausted from dodging. Fortunately, his Nascent Soul had been bathed in the Heavenly Dao Dew, making it comparable to a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator''s, which allowed him to have enough Nascent Soul essence to perform multiple teleports.


    Leng Hanshuang continued to control her magic treasures from a distance, occasionally using a defensive magic treasure to block attacks from the two Ghost Kings. She seemed to manage quite effortlessly.


    Clearly, her spiritual soul was also exceptionally strong, capable of multitasking to the extent that she could simultaneously operate four magic treasures.


    As Chu Xuan deftly dodged the attacks, his hands, hidden within his sleeves, silently scattered some substances around.


    Leng Hanshuang, observing Chu Xuan''s frequent use of instantaneous teleportation, was somewhat taken aback. His Nascent Soul appeared extraordinarily potent, capable of executing numerous teleports in such a short span. Even with her own formidable Nascent Soul, she questioned whether she could manage such a reckless use of energy.


    "Once I capture you, I must search your soul to discover your origins!" Leng Hanshuang thought to herself, gazing down at Chu Xuan with a cold smirk, confident of her impending victory.


    However, just a hundred breaths later, a massive Nether Crocodile suddenly attacked from behind. Leng Hanshuang was prepared and immediately conjured a spell to counter. But unexpectedly, she found her Spiritual Qi moving sluggishly, and the spell she intended to cast faltered.


    As the Nether Crocodile closed in, her expression darkened, and she had no choice but to slap down a Gold Thunder Talisman. The talisman erupted with golden lightning, obliterating the creature into pieces.


    "What is happening...?" Leng Hanshuang was both shocked and furious. Why had her Spiritual Qi suddenly become difficult to manipulate? Could she have been poisoned?


    More roars indicated the approach of additional Nether Crocodiles.


    "Damn it...!" With her Spiritual Qi still not flowing properly, Leng Hanshuang resorted to using more talismans. Gold Thunder, Purple Ice, Black Vine ¡ª various Nascent Soul-level talismans were slapped down in rapid succession, like a torrential downpour.


    Just then, a streak of black light shot towards her. "Dark Falcon!" she identified. Leng Hanshuang reached for another talisman, only to realize she had exhausted her Nascent Soul-level talismans. She screamed and attempted to dodge, but her movements were slightly too slow. The Sombre Falcon struck directly through her shoulder, leaving a gaping wound.


    With a muffled grunt, Leng Hanshuang staggered backward, retreating continuously. Only then did her Spiritual Qi finally coalesce into a spell.


    Boom!


    The ice spear erupted with force, shattering the Sombre Falcon into icy fragments.


    "Damn it! Truly damnable!" Leng Hanshuang''s face twisted with rage.


    "It''s my turn now!"


    At that moment, a chilling voice echoed from behind her. It was Chu Xuan, who had silently and seamlessly closed the distance during the commotion.


    "Great Extinguishing Thunder Fist!"


    Chu Xuan suddenly unleashed his punch. The force of the punch surged like a dragon, carrying with it the fury of a long-brewing storm. As his fist moved forward, the air itself seemed to roar under its burden, like thunder cracking the sky.


    Leng Hanshuang''s pupils contracted sharply. With her experience, she could immediately tell¡ªthis was a strike potent enough to threaten a Nascent Soul cultivator. This man was a body cultivator!

 Chapter 235: You Cannot Kill Me!

    Chapter 235: You Cannot Kill Me!


    Caught off guard, Leng Hanshuang could only retract the Cold Sky Whip. Her lifebound magic treasure instantly coiled in front of her like a giant python, ready to block the iing attack.


    Boom!


    Chu Xuan''s Great Extinguishing Thunder Fist struck. Leng Hanshuang felt an indescribable force crash into her, the sound of her magic treasure cracking ringing in her ears. A sweet taste involuntarily rose in her throat, a clear sign that her lifebound magic treasure had been damaged, and she too had sustained injuries.


    The force of the punch pushed her back continuously until she mmed into the cave wall, halting her retreat. Behind her, a swarm of Nether Crocodiles converged, relentlessly biting and gnawing at her back.


    In a blink, her robe was torn, and her once smooth, pale back was now a gruesome mess of blood and flesh.


    Leng Hanshuang screamed in agony. For the first time in her 232 years of cultivation, she felt the threat of death. This feeling was entirely new to her, igniting a towering rage within her. As a Holy Maiden of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, she had never been subjected to such treatment.


    No cultivator had ever withstood her attacks; everywhere she went within the sect''s domain, all cultivators showed her the utmost respect. Even a Deity Transformation cultivator like True Master Tiancang addressed her as ''Holy Maiden.''


    Now, she found herself cornered by an unknown minor cultivator, even facing the threat of death.


    "Ice Sun Crossbows! Fire at will!" Leng Hanshuang shouted furiously.


    The three Ice Sun Crossbows suddenly unleashed a powerful burst of icy light. Clearly, she was overtaxing the magic treasures,unching a desperate and powerful attack.


    Chu Xuan, however, didn''t even turn around. Instead, he forcefully raised his fists, unleashing the Great Extinguishing Thunder Fist repeatedly like raindrops.


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    The Cold Sky Whip emitted sounds of distress under the overwhelming force. Cracks appeared one after another. The immense power of his fists transmitted through the whip, striking Leng Hanshuang directly. Her chestpressed under the impact, sinking inward grotesquely.


    "Face your demise!" Leng Hanshuang bellowed in fury.


    She had realized the truth. This person had not used any Nascent Soul stage spells from beginning to end. Clearly, he had only recently ascended to the Nascent Soul stage and had not had the time to switch his techniques and spells.


    As for why his Nascent Soul was so formidable, she could not fathom, guessing that perhaps he had consumed some exceedingly rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures.


    Just as the frosty giant arrow was about to strike, a robust shadow suddenly burst forth from Chu Xuan''s body, charging straight toward the piercing cold light.


    Boom!


    The giant arrow pierced through the robust figure''s body, but it got stuck inside and did not continue its trajectory.


    A painful roar erupted.


    Leng Hanshuang focused her gaze and felt her boiling blood nearly freeze. It was a Corpse King! No wonder this man dared to attack her!


    This cultivator possessed an exceptionally strong Nascent Soul, was a body cultivator, andmanded two Ghost Kings and a Corpse King! With suchbat prowess, it was no wonder he could y Yun Zhongyu!


    "Die!" Chu Xuan roared.


    Despite his skin splitting and flesh bursting from exerting too much force, he continued to unleash punches without pause.


    This time, Leng Hanshuang truly sensed the approach of death. Her pupils shrank to their limits.


    "You cannot kill me!" Leng Hanshuang shrieked.


    Chu Xuan instantly felt as if his soul was pricked by needles. At that moment, he realized she must have employed a soul technique. Had his own soul not been formidable, he might have been frozen in ce for a long time.


    "Life-Death Mystic Ice!"


    Seizing the moment, Leng Hanshuang forced Chu Xuan back, and, with a fierce shout, the mystic ice that emitted chilling cold burst forth from her delicate chest. In the blink of an eye, the mystic ice spread over her entire body, and she was swiftly encased within it.


    Chu Xuan frowned deeply and threw a powerful punch.


    Bang!


    The rebounding force made him stagger back. He looked down to see his hands split open, blood flowing freely. Yet this so-called Life-Death Mystic Ice bore not even a single crack.


    "Truly tough," Chu Xuan muttered with a deep frown.


    He realized that after the Life-Death Mystic Ice had enveloped Leng Hanshuang, her aura had dropped to its lowest. She must have lost consciousness.


    "This must be the final safeguard given to her by the Reincarnation Sect''s Astral Projection Patriarch. With the emergence of the Life-Death Mystic Ice, the Reincarnation Sect surely knows by now and wille to retrieve Leng Hanshuang."


    Chu Xuan''s mind whirred into action. In an instant, he made the swiftest decision¡ªthrowing Leng Hanshuang into the Blood Mirror!


    He shed past, returning to Blue Star, and found a spot within a hundred-mile radius devoid of any water source. There, he rapidly set up twenty-three killing formations. Although they were merely Golden Core stage formations, their sheer number was sufficient to fend off enemies.


    After setting up the formations, he ced an abundance of Yin Thunder Seeds around the perimeter¡ªover twenty thousand of them. Still feeling it was not enough, hemanded the three corpse generals to guard the area at all times.


    "Hu, I leave this ce to you," Chu Xuan instructed.


    Despite a gaping hole in its chest and an ice arrow that hadn''t yet melted lodged in it, Hu nodded vigorously and responded with a resounding roar.


    Satisfied, Chu Xuan returned to the extraterritorial battlefield. He nced at the surrounding caverns.


    As expected, more spatial rifts were appearing. Some miniher crocodiles, with their ferocious faces, charged at him only to be swallowed by the suddenly appearing spatial rifts.


    Chu Xuan''s scalp tingled. He could feel the rifts surging towards him like a tidal wave.


    "Run!"


    He quickly retrieved the three Ice Sun Crossbows and immediately activated the Mahayana Swift Escape, not caring about the depletion of his merit. Escaping at top speed was now of utmost importance.


    Meanwhile, more and more spatial rifts appeared across various locations. In cities like Righteous Dao, Heavenly Sword, Majestic Sword, and Celestial Sound, cultivators were walking down the streets one moment and the next, they were headless or missing parts of their bodies.


    Some shops that were there one moment disappearedpletely the next. Large patches of ground and city walls vanished without warning.


    Cultivators everywhere began to panic. Some took advantage of the chaos tomit murders and robberies. Screams, roars, and cries of grief filled the extraterritorial battlefield.


    In Heavenly Sword City, Ximen Changqing looked upon the chaotic city with a deep frown. Wu Shang and Xun Zhao, along with other cultivators from the Majestic Sword Sect, gathered around him.


    "Have you gathered everything?" he asked.


    "Everything''s ready," Wu Shang and Xun Zhao replied in unison.


    "Let''s leave immediately. Head to our Majestic Sword Sect''s teleportation formation," Ximen Changqingmanded sternly.


    "Yes."


    This scene was replicated in Righteous Dao City, Majestic City, Celestial Sound City, and others. Almost all Nascent Soul cultivators had anticipated the copse and had prepared ordingly.


    Only those at the lower levels, the early Golden Core cultivators, were still unaware of what was happening and merely followed the crowds in an attempt to escape. Many were silently swallowed by the spatial rifts during their flight.

 Chapter 236: Return to Mystic Azure Star

    Chapter 236: Return to Mystic Azure Star


    Chu Xuan burst forth from the cave and immediately headed towards the nearest teleportation array, his destination already clearly in mind. It was the teleportation array leading to Mystic Azure Star. Hence, Chu Xuan discarded all his disguises, revealing his true appearance.


    On his way to the Mystic Azure teleportation array, he saw throngs of cultivators rushing towards it, each one eager not to be even a step behind the others. Yet, spatial rifts could form randomly without any warning, and if a small rift appeared, one might only sustain minor injuries.


    However, arge rift could swallow a person whole. The terrifying prospect of running alongside someone one moment and then seeing them vanish the next was profoundly unsettling, giving one a chilling reminder of their own mortality.


    Chu Xuan also witnessed a Nascent Soul cultivator, who had been leading the charge, get swallowed by a spatial rift in the blink of an eye¡ªa stark and abrupt separation.


    However, Chu Xuan found himself strangely spared from frequent rift urrences. Even when rifts did appear, he was quick to spot and avoid them.


    He noticed that several monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple and sword cultivators from the Majestic Sword Sect were also making their way to the Mystic Azure teleportation array, and they too encountered fewer spatial rifts. Clearly, one''s personal merit seemed to y a role in reducing the frequency of such rifts around them.


    Thus, Chu Xuan''s pace quickened, and he gradually caught up with the crowd. He had no desire to be at the forefront nor linger at the back; blending into the crowd was optimal.


    The Mystic Azure teleportation array was not far now. Within less than two hours, he had merged with the crowd and reached the array. However, it was already heavily guarded by cultivators from the Reincarnation Divine Sect.


    Despite the pressing crowd, the Reincarnation Divine Sect''s cultivators showed no sign of yielding. The cultivators were stopped as effectively as a tidal wave by a sluice gate.


    Chu Xuan looked towards the clustered Reincarnation Divine Sect cultivators and discreetly moved to the back of the crowd. The blockade of the teleportation array was to secure the coveted Taotie Seed. Now that even their Saint Child was gone, the Reincarnation Divine Sect was bound to investigate thoroughly.


    Under normal circumstances, no cultivator would be allowed to leave, but with the extraterrestrial battlefield on the brink of copse, the pressure might be unbearable for the Reincarnation Divine Sect cultivators, eventually forcing them to open a path. For now, Chu Xuan''s task was simply to wait.


    A Nascent Soul cultivator from the Reincarnation Divine Sect surged his Spiritual Qi, his voice spreading far and wide.


    "Divine Sect orders! A precious treasure has been lost on this battlefield; the teleportation array allows entry but no exit! Everyone stay where you are! Do not move!"


    Initially, the cultivators, intimidated by the authority of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, dared not stir. However, as spatial rifts began to appear amidst the crowd, the increasing threat of death set them on edge. The crowd grew restless, and even the Reincarnation Divine Sect''s cultivators felt a tingle of fear watching the agitated masses.


    "Look behind! Behind!" someone suddenly shouted, drawing attention to changes urring at their rear.


    Many cultivators turned to see the ground in the distance inexplicably copsing¡ªnot merely copsing, but vanishing as if a higher being had taken a bite out of the earth. The rifts were spreading toward the teleportation array, and soon, swallowing everyone was merely a matter of time.


    Seeing this, the cultivators'' scalps tingled with horror. They red angrily at the Reincarnation Divine Sect''s cultivators.


    "Why won''t you let us use the teleportation array?"


    "The extraterrestrial battlefield is copsing! Let us leave!"


    "How can your sectmit such demonic acts? Please, make way!"


    "If you don''t let us leave, none of us will survive!"


    The number of cultivators converging towards the Mystic Azure teleportation array continued to increase, now numbering over three hundred, while the Reincarnation Divine Sect had only ten cultivators, with just one being a Nascent Soul.


    In a direct conflict, they would be overwhelmingly outnumbered. The strategy of encircling yet leaving an escape was to avoid pushing someone into desperate, feral retaliation.


    Now, every minute of dy could cost lives, and no one wanted to be the next to die. Blocking the teleportation array in these dire times turned these desperate cultivators into wild beasts, not caring if their adversaries were upper sect cultivators. Anyone in their way was seen as a direct threat to their survival and had to be dealt with.


    Moreover, the Reincarnation Divine Sect cultivators guarding the site also had to consider their own lives. The leading Nascent Soul cultivator''s expression changed several times before he finally gritted his teeth. With a grand wave of his hand, hemanded, "Retreat!"


    A Golden Core cultivator by his side whispered, "But if the higher-ups inquire..."


    "To hell with that! The battlefield is gone, the treasure is certainly gone; they can''t me us!"


    With a roar, the Nascent Soul cultivator sprinted into the teleportation array first, followed swiftly by his fellow Golden Core cultivators. With the guards gone, the other cultivators quickly followed suit.


    Chu Xuan blended in and stepped through the teleportation array. He was soon enveloped in a light screen he hadn''t felt in a long time. His senses whirled, surrounded by bizarre, kaleidoscopic visions. When his vision cleared, he found himself standing on solid ground, surrounded by a lush, primeval forest with no sign of human life.


    Suddenly, someone shoved him from behind, cursing under their breath.


    With a cold snort, Chu Xuan released the formidable aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator, causing the surrounding cultivators to pale and hastily make way. The Golden Core cultivator who had pushed him was overwhelmed with fear and quickly knelt to beg for mercy.


    Chu Xuan snorted again, lightly tapped the ground, and swiftly drifted into the nearby dense forest, disappearing from sight.


    This ce was certainly Mystic Azure Star, but he was unsure which region he was in. Mystic Azure Star was divided into five major continents: Central, Southern Wilderness, Northern Cold, Western Land, and Eastern Border. He needed to find some cultivators to ask which region he was currently in.


    Chu Xuan''s figure moved rapidly through the primeval forest. Soon, he found a reason to smile. He hade upon a Golden Core demonic cultivator ughtering a mortal city.


    The Myriad Souls Banner hovered above the city, drawing in numerous souls. Chu Xuan shook his head as he observed the scene; only interested in souls and not in flesh¡ªit was truly wasteful. This demonic cultivator was inefficient. A good demonic cultivator should make full use of people.


    Chu Xuan swiftly approached. The Golden Core demonic cultivator, sensing the presence of a Nascent Soul powerhouse, instinctively wanted to flee. But in the blink of an eye, Chu Xuan appeared right before him. The demonic cultivator, sweating profusely, bowed deeply.


    "Senior¡­"


    "Don''t be afraid, I just want to ask you a few questions," Chu Xuan said casually.


    The handsome Golden Core demonic cultivator breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried that Chu Xuan was a righteous Nascent Soul powerhouse from a prestigious sect.


    However, Chu Xuan''s easygoing manner indicated he wasn''t concerned with the demonic cultivator''s actions.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om


    "Senior, please ask, I shall spare no detail..." the Golden Core demonic cultivator bowed, respectfully beginning to speak.


    He hadn''t finished his sentence when Chu Xuan pped him on the head. "I don''t like to ask and answer questions; I prefer to see for myself¡ªit''s more efficient."

 Chapter 237: Icy Fire

    Chapter 237: Icy Fire


    Atop a high mountain, within a cave that had originally been the dwelling of a nest ofte-stage Golden Core pythons. Because Hu was injured and in urgent need of a tonic, Chu Xuan thought it fitting to offer the pythons as sacrifices to the gastric temple and then used a gust of wind to cleanse the cave of any impurities before settling down temporarily.


    He had thoroughly examined the memories of the Golden Core demonic cultivator named Lin Fan, a member of the Myriad Souls Sect, a fourth-tier cultivation sect located in the Northern Cold, where the highest achievable realm for a cultivator was that of the Nascent Soul.


    Due to the Feather Transformation Heaven Pce retreating to Central, restrictions were loosened, and the demonic cultivators'' widespread ughter of mortals ensued to enhance the realms. Lin Fan was tasked by his master to replenish the Myriad Souls Banner.


    Chu Xuan discovered that Lin Fan''s rtionship with his master was not that of a typical disciple and teacher but rather more akin to that of a servant to a master. The true master of the Myriad Souls Sect was the Nascent Soul ancestor known as the Myriad Souls Elder.


    Once disciples of the sect reached the Golden Core stage, the Myriad Souls Elder would ce a restriction on their spirit, enving them to do his bidding.


    Chu Xuan learned of this restriction while searching Lin Fan''s memories. He chose not to break the restriction but instead threw Lin Fan''s living soul into the Sky-Shielding Umbre and wrapped it with his own divine consciousness.


    In this way, Lin Fan was not dead, the restriction remained intact, and the Myriad Souls Elder would not detect any changes in Lin Fan.


    With a simple gesture, Chu Xuan easily altered his appearance to match that of Lin Fan, the Golden Core cultivator from the Myriad Souls Sect.


    The distance between Northern Cold and Southern Wilderness was vast, not easily traversed even by a Nascent Soul cultivator. Therefore, he would have to remain in the Northern Cold for an extended period. Assuming Lin Fan''s identity was perfectly suitable for his needs.


    "From now on, I am Lin Fan," Chu Xuan said with a slight smile. The mask worn for too long was no burden; he always remembered who he truly was. "Let''s return to the Myriad Souls Sect."


    "The Myriad Souls Elder still has some conscience; his Golden Core cultivators get to rest for a year afterpleting each mission," he mused. "The souls in Lin Fan''s Myriad Souls Banner are sufficient; it''s time to go back."


    Chu Xuan, assuming Lin Fan''s identity, took out the lower-grade flying magic treasure and flew towards the Myriad Souls Sect, located in the Northern Cold cultivation realm, within the borders of the Wu Kingdom and the Yin Soul Mountain Range.


    Besides the Myriad Souls Sect, there were two other demonic sects within the Wu Kingdom. The orthodox sects outside the Wu Kingdom frequentlyunched attacks, forcing the three sects within to band together for mutual support.


    Soon, Chu Xuan arrived at Dark Evil Peak in the Yin Soul Mountain Range, the very peak that had been awarded to Lin Fan upon his advancement to Golden Core. As soon as hended, arge number of mortals were already waiting to serve him.


    Following Lin Fan''s usual habits, Chu Xuan immediately ordered these mortals to prepare exquisite delicacies. He then proceeded to the main peak of the Yin Soul Mountain Range, Myriad Souls Peak, to meet with the Myriad Souls Elder.


    However, just as Lin Fan''s memories indicated, he did not get to see the Myriad Souls Elder but only managed to kneel outside his stone chamber. Respectfully, Chu Xuan announced, "Master, your disciple has returned. The task you assigned has beenpleted; this time, six hundred thousand mortal souls have been collected."


    An aged voice echoed from within the stone chamber, "Fan''er, well done. However, it has been three years since your breakthrough to the Golden Core stage, and you are still only at the first level. What kind of progress is this?


    If you do not cultivate diligently, how can you hope to achieve longevity? I have always taught you to be diligent and steadfast, shunningziness and negligence, only then can you achieve greatness! I will give you one more year of rest; make sure to cultivate well!"


    Chu Xuan inwardly sneered. Cultivate more? More cultivation likely meant more dangerous assignments. Lin Fan was aware of this and had deliberately dyed for three years while secretly gathering the necessary techniques and elixirs for body refinement. Unfortunately for Lin Fan, he had encountered Chu Xuan.


    "Master''s teachings are correct; your disciple has learned his lesson," Chu Xuan bowed respectfully.


    "Go then."


    ...


    Returning to Dark Evil Peak, thousands of mortal servants had already prepared a feast under the guidance of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.


    Lin Fan was known for his indulgence in gastronomy¡ªa habit he had not shed even after bing a Golden Core cultivator. Having quirks wasmon among cultivators, and Lin Fan''s penchant for food was hardly noteworthy.


    Now that Chu Xuan was assuming this identity, he naturally had to act in a manner consistent with the character. "Excellent," he remarked as he devoured the table full of spiritual food, nodding in genuine approval.


    The Foundation Establishment cultivator, grinning widely, said, "Thank you for your praise, Elder Lin!"


    Chu Xuan nodded.


    This cultivator, named Zhu Jie, was ate-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who did not focus onbat but specialized in cooking spiritual food. It was for this reason that he had been brought here by Lin Fan to serve as his personal chef.


    Zhu Jie''s culinary skills were indeed impressive. The taste of the spiritual food was far from the nd and vorless fare at the Infinite Sect and had a hint of modern industrial sophistication to it.


    After finishing the spiritual food, Chu Xuan stood up and instructed, "I shall be entering seclusion. Let no one disturb me."


    "Yes! I, Zhu Jie, swear to defend Dark Evil Peak to the death!" Zhu Jie pounded his chest with great reverence, like a drum.n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om


    Chu Xuan nodded in satisfaction. Originally, Zhu Jie was merely an outer disciple with a modest spiritual root. Without his culinary skills, he wouldn''t have even reached thete Qi Refining stage, let alone the Foundation Establishment. His entire cultivation base was granted by Lin Fan, to whom he was unwaveringly loyal¡ªa fact that Chu Xuan did not doubt.


    Inside the cultivation chamber, Chu Xuan inspected everything and, as usual, set up the array. Only then did he use the Blood Mirror to return to Blue Star. Back on Blue Star, the oppressive sensation that weighed on him like Mount Tai finally vanished.


    "What a terrible ce that extraterrestrial battlefield is; I''m never going back!" Chu Xuan muttered to himself.


    However, he then clicked his tongue, remembering that he might need to return there in the future if he had a chance to advance to the Deity Transformation phase and needed to find divine objects for transformation.


    "Cough cough, let''s focus on breaking the Life-Death Mystic Ice first," he decided. Commanding the Imperial Sky Mirror, Chu Xuan quickly flew towards the northwestern part of the Han Country''s imperial territory, over a vast desert.


    At the center of this deserty the enormous block of Life-Death Mystic Ice, surrounded by more than twenty arrays. Long, Hu and Bao were guarding the site. Upon seeing Chu Xuan arrive, they immediately ceased their wrestling and bowed respectfully.


    Hu, with the highest cultivation among them and standing at the forefront, respectfully reported, "Master, there has been no activity from the Life-Death Mystic Ice during this period."


    Chu Xuan observed therge, still unhealed hole in Hu''s chest with a pang of sympathy. "Does it still hurt?" he asked.


    Hu shook his head, "Not much. Eating more flesh and blood should help."


    Chu Xuan nodded, "Eat as much as you need. As long as your wounds heal, it''s worth it."


    Tears unexpectedly welled up in Hu''s eyes as it knelt down, "Thank you, Master!"


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly and then approached the Life-Death Mystic Ice. Since it was ice, applying mes should certainly melt it; it was just a matter of time. Momentster, as Chu Xuan watched the fiercely burning Corpse Refining Blood Fire, he began to smile.


    "Icy fire?"

 Chapter 238: Three Inquiries of Destiny!

    Chapter 238: Three Inquiries of Destiny!


    On Reincarnation Star¡ªcontrolled directly by the Reincarnation Divine Sect and thergest and most Spirit Qi-rich among more than ten cultivation stars¡ªthere was a gigantic ind in the midst of its boundless ocean.


    This ind served as the residence for the high echelons of the Reincarnation Divine Sect. The ind was a true paradise, home to rare beasts and towering ancient trees, a ce blessed with exceptional natural beauty. Only the most powerful, who had reached the Deity Transformation phase, or those of high status such as sect leaders, protectors, or the Holy Son, could reside here.


    At this moment, Wen Lingtian, an Astral Projection old ancestor of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, was pacing back and forth in the grand hall of the sect. Typically stoic and unemotional, his expression now was as grim as it could be.


    Suddenly, a figure flew into the hall¡ªit was a Deity Transformation stage elder. With utmost respect, the elder reported, "Honored Ancestor, the eighth-ranked extraterrestrial battlefield haspletely copsed. We have failed to locate the Taotie Seed."


    Wen Lingtian took a deep breath. "What about Hanshuang? I sensed that she released the Life-Death Mystic Ice, she must have faced a great cmity. Did you bring her back?"


    The elder sighed, "Before the total copse of the extraterrestrial battlefield, we sent multiple groups of cultivators to the cave to search for the Holy Maiden. Six Nascent Soul cultivators perished in spatial rifts, and over fifty Golden Core cultivators fell to ancient beasts such as theher crocodile. But we never found any trace of the Holy Maiden."


    Wen Lingtian frowned deeply. "Impossible! The Life-Death Mystic Ice is extremely hard; even small spatial rifts cannot break it!"


    The Deity Transformation elder offered a bitter smile, "Ancestor... we truly could not find her..."


    Wen Lingtian waved his hand dismissively, "Go."


    "Yes," the elder bowed respectfully and departed.


    As Wen Lingtian paced back and forth, his frustration grew. Finally, he decided to take out a disc. The disc was engraved with the Bagua and embedded with eight precious gems, each containing the essence of destiny.


    At the center of the disc was a still pool of water¡ªhis life-bound magic treasure, the "Inquiry Heaven Disc," specialized not inbat but in divination. Using this disc, Wen Lingtian had risen step by step to his current exalted position.


    "Expend fifty years of lifespan to inquire about the whereabouts of Leng Hanshuang," Wen Lingtian muttered as he manipted the disc.


    The normally tranquil water surface began to stir but never settled down again. There was not even a fragmented image, not to mention any slight clue. When the water finally calmed down, everything was as it was before, except Wen Lingtian had irreversibly lost fifty years of his lifespan.


    Wen Lingtian furrowed his brows deeply. He took a deep breath andmanded in a low voice, "Expend one hundred years of lifespan, inquire the heavens again!"


    Around the Inquiry Heaven Disc, two of the eight embedded gems began to rotate, their energy cascading into the water. The surface agitated once more, like the sea during a tempest, but just like before, no image appeared.


    Wen Lingtian felt a pang of pain. He had just thrown away a hundred and fifty years of his lifespan for nothing¡ªas if creating mere ripples in water, revealing nothing.


    "Who could stand this!" Wen Lingtian nced at his reflection in the water, noting several new strands of silver hair at his temples.


    With fierce determination, he growled, "Three hundred years of lifespan! Three inquiries of the heavens!"


    This time, all eight gems whirled vigorously, causing the entire Inquiry Heaven Disc to tremble. The water churned violently as if a colossal, unseen beast was stirring the storm within it.


    A deep darkness began to emerge in the water, but before Wen Lingtian could get a closer look, the tumultuous surface was forcefully ttened, as if an invisible giant hand had mmed down,pletely smoothing over all traces of divination.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om


    Wen Lingtian was left speechless. In his many years on the path of cultivation, he had never encountered such a situation. "It''s very far as if separated by two different worlds. How is this possible!"


    The brief insight he got from that moment was the only thing he perceived. He felt so frustrated he wanted to spit blood. The whereabouts of Leng Hanshuang remained unknowable as if she had vanished from this world forever. And he had irreversibly lost a total of four hundred fifty years of his lifespan!


    Even for an Astral Projection cultivator with over six thousand years of lifespan, this was not a sustainable way to use it.


    Wen Lingtian sighed deeply. One perilous-level battlefield had copsed, and another of the most extreme-level ones showed signs of imminent copse. The Holy Maiden had mysteriously disappeared, and the much-hoped-for Taotie Seed was also gone.


    "The Heaven Shaking Divine Sect seems to be stirring," he murmured to himself. "Indeed, it is a time of many troubles."


    Rubbing his temples, Wen Lingtian felt exhausted by the weight of these developments...


    Three yearster on Blue Star, Chu Xuan had underestimated the formidable nature of the Life-Death Mystic Ice. This chunk of ice, a lifeline bestowed by the Astral Projection ancestor of the Reincarnation Divine Sect to Leng Hanshuang for protection, proved incredibly resistant. Despite three years of relentless burning by the Corpse Refining Blood Fire, only a small portion of the ice had melted.


    The Life-Death Mystic Ice was peculiar in itsposition; it resembled a block of ice but was more akin to a translucent gemstone. Chu Xuan decided to focus his efforts on enhancing the Corpse Refining Blood Fire instead. The color of the fire had deepened significantly from its original yellow to a dark golden hue.


    Chu Xuan visited the Soul Star and brought back two million living souls, casting them all at once into the Corpse Refining Blood Fire.


    "Two million living souls should be enough for your advancement, right?" he remarked as he sat outside the array, refining his physical body while keeping an eye on the fire.


    Another year passed, and the Corpse Refining Blood Fire underwent a transformative shift from quantitative to qualitative change. The dark golden color turned into a captivating dark purple.


    The Corpse Refining Blood Fire had evolved into the Blood Evil Yin Fire, capable now not only of burning the body but also scorching the soul.


    Chu Xuan gestured with his hand, examining the dark purple mes of the Blood Evil Yin Fire with satisfaction. He tested the fire on himself and discovered that the Blood Evil Yin Fire could even damage the Nascent Soul.


    Even the formidable entities like Two Armed and Four Armes, along with Hu, steered clear of it, indicative of its potent force. Having devoured tens of millions of zombies and nearly ten million tormented souls, the Blood Evil Yin Fire had reached a level capable of harming Nascent Soul cultivators!


    For Chu Xuan, this was exhrating news, offering him a new means ofbating enemies. "However, after ascending to Blood Evil Yin Fire, it might be difficult to store it inside the fire bees," he pondered, concerned that the fire''s formidable power could be too much for the fire bees to contain.


    He experimented, and sure enough, the fire bees became visibly distressed after absorbing the Blood Evil Yin Fire, buzzing erratically before bursting. "It seems urgent to upgrade the queen bee''s level," Chu Xuan sighed softly, turning his gaze back to the Life-Death Mystic Ice.


    His hope nowy in burning through the Life-Death Mystic Ice to obtain Leng Hanshuang''s storage bag and recover a significant amount of resources for himself.


    "Well? The burning has sped up!"


    Noticing the elerated burning rate, he couldn''t hide his surprise.


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 Chapter 239: Search Your Soul for Cooperation

    Chapter 239: Search Your Soul for CooperationChu Xuan gazed at the gradually diminishing Life-Death Mystic Ice, a look of satisfaction crossing his face. No wonder he had initially struggled to melt it; the ice required the burning of a soul-devouring fire.


    Even so, fully melting it wouldn''t happen overnight. Chu Xuan estimated that, at the current rate, it would take between three to five years to completely dissolve. By then, he could retrieve the items carried by Leng Hanshuang.


    Chu Xuan smiled, considering the circumstances. In the world of cultivation, the Reincarnation Divine Sect would have soon located and retrieved the Life-Death Mystic Ice. For most cultivators, even encountering this ice wouldn''t help¡ªthey couldn''t break it.


    Chu Xuan surmised that the ice could likely withstand attacks even from Deity Transformation cultivators, though he hadn''t considered the possibility of it withstanding Astral Projection cultivators. If that were possible, why would the Reincarnation Divine Sect''s Astral Projection ancestor gift it to a Holy Maiden rather than keep it?


    "The Astral Projection ancestor of the Reincarnation Divine Sect probably never imagined that the Life-Death Mystic Ice encasing Leng Hanshuang would be continuously burned atop my Blood Evil Yin Fire day and night," Chu Xuan mused with a slight smile.


    Normally, it would be incredibly difficult for cultivators below the Deity Transformation to break the ice in a short period, especially in a situation like Chu Xuan''s, where the ice was exposed to a relentless flame for several years¡ªan almost impossible scenario.


    Moreover, Chu Xuan''s Blood Evil Yin Fire was fundamentally different from the flames cultivated by ordinary cultivators. After all, his flame had devoured tens of millions of zombies and living souls!


    Chu Xuan returned to the rooftop of the Haotai Hotel and took out a jade pendant containing the essence blood of True Master Tiancang. He had refrained from using it previously to conceal his energy signature, but now it was time to bring it out.


    Chu Xuan broke the seal on the jade with his spiritual energy, extracted the blood essence, and dripped it onto the jade slip of the Body-Seizing Technique.


    Instantly, the jade slip emitted layers of dark vapor¡ªthis was the seal left by True Master Tianqing. Chu Xuan delved his divine consciousness into the jade slip again, and this time, the Body-Seizing Technique was fully revealed to him. He swiftly committed it to memory.


    To practice the Body-Seizing Technique, he first needed to find the materials to craft the Acquired Miraculous Jade. Most of the auxiliary materials were easy to obtain; the challenge lay in acquiring the main material.


    "Spirit Mechanism Jade, why have I never heard of it?" Chu Xuan frowned. It could be a divine object of the Deity Transformation, which would be problematic.


    Next, he would have to search the Myriad Souls Sect''s library to see if there were any records related to the Spirit Mechanism Jade¡­


    Time flew by swiftly, and three years had passed in the blink of an eye. Chu Xuan, with his hands clasped behind his back, stood before the Life-Death Mystic Ice.


    Now, only a thin layer remained, stubbornly preserving Leng Hanshuang''s body. Yet, even this remnant was on the verge of total disintegration under the relentless assault of the Blood Evil Yin Fire.


    Crack, crack!


    Pieces of ice plummeted to the ground. The lifelike ice sculpture, now riddled with extensive cracks, suddenly shattered with a thunderous crash. Leng Hanshuang''s body fell to the floor.


    The moment she touched the ground, Hu, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately seized her throat. Both Two Arms and Four Arms rushed forward, capturing her soul to prevent any chance of her Nascent Soul self-destructing.


    Chu Xuan extended his hand and swiftly confiscated Leng Hanshuang''s storage bag, nodding slightly in approval.


    Leng Hanshuang awoke as if from a deep dream, feeling as though she had been lying on a bed made from millennium-old profound ice that was perpetually aflame beneath. The sensation of ice and fire had left her oscillating between shivering from the cold and passing out from the heat. Now awake, she found herself in a dire, inescapable predicament.


    Leng Hanshuang looked around. She was surrounded by unfamiliar architecture, and the air was devoid of Spiritual Qi, nearly barren, yet filled with a strange energy.


    "Where is this?" Leng Hanshuang asked in shock.


    Chu Xuan smiled. "Welcome to the underworld."


    Taking a deep breath, Leng Hanshuang slowly regained the composure befitting a Holy Maiden. "I don''t care who you are, if you kill me, you will face relentless retribution from the Reincarnation Divine Sect! My body bears the mark left by my ancestor. Anyone who kills me will be cursed for life!"


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Thanks for the warning. In that case, I''ll have someone else kill you."


    Leng Hanshuang paused, confused. "What?"


    Chu Xuan grinned. "No rush, I''m not going to kill you just yet. For now, I''ll spare your life. But first, I need to search your soul, so please cooperate."


    Leng Hanshuang''s pupils dilated in fear. A soul search? That would leave her a mindless husk! She must not let him proceed with this!


    She instinctively tried to activate her magic treasures, only to realize that all her treasures had been taken. Her Spiritual Qi was suppressed, her Nascent Soul was under the control of the two demonic guardians, and she couldn''t even self-destruct.


    This was true despair.


    Chu Xuan''s cold laughter echoed as he confronted Leng Hanshuang, who stared back with regret filling her eyes.


    "I initially only wanted to hide until you left, and then leave on my own," he said. "But you, you madwoman, had to stir up the nether crocodile and force me out. Did you ever consider ending up in this situation when you came after me?"


    Without hesitation, Chu Xuan proceeded to perform the soul-searching technique. Leng Hanshuang''s eyes, once lively and bright, quickly dulled to a lifeless stare. Any fleeting spark of intelligence was merely a dying flicker; she would no longer progress an inch in this lifetime, essentially reduced to a state of idiocy.


    "This woman possesses both an earth spirit root and an earth spirit body... I never expected such a spiritual constitution!" Chu Xuan exclaimed in surprise.


    Leng Hanshuang''s earth spirit root was the Ice Spirit Root, and her earth spirit body was the Ice Soul Spirit Body. Cultivators with such attributes have significantly stronger souls compared to their peers and can cultivate soul-enhancing techniques with much greater efficacy.


    When deploying soul-based mystical techniques, they carry a potent force of icy coldness, making them extremely powerful¡ªeven overpowering others at the same level.


    It was precisely because of these attributes that Leng Hanshuang had been favored from a young age as a Holy Maiden of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, cherished immensely by the Astral Projection ancestor Wen Lingtian. Perhaps it was also these traits that shaped her current temperament.


    "I''ll take both the earth spirit root and body!" Chu Xuan declared, pleased with his findings. It was well known that only earth-grade spirit roots were somewhat useful at the Nascent Soul stage, providing a slight chance of success in advancement. Lesser grades of spirit roots offered no such benefits.


    As Chu Xuan planned his ascension to the Deity Transformation phase, even ultimate spirit roots would become useless. Only the earth spirit root could still be of some benefit.


    "First, I''ll use the ''Complete Root Seizing Technique'' to seize the Earth-grade ice spirit root. Then, I''ll use the ''Body-Seizing Technique'' to take the Ice Soul Spirit Body. Leng Hanshuang''s storage bag also contains several Ice attribute techniques for me to choose from. Plus, there are several superior and top-grade magic treasures..."


    "Goodness, this is quite the haul," Chu Xuan chuckled, hardly able to contain his glee.


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 Chapter 240: Nascent Soul Technique, The Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll

    Chapter 240: Nascent Soul Technique, The Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul ScrollOver the next period, Chu Xuan, assuming the identity of Lin Fan, entered the treasure pavilion to exchange for various materials required for the Complete Root Seizing Technique. He didn''t exchange everything all at once but did so in small quantities over multiple visits.


    He also exchanged some less commonly used materials or those he might need in the future to confuse any onlookers. For other materials, he changed his appearance and purchased them from markets near the Yin Soul Mountain Range. Within just a couple of weeks, Chu Xuan had all the necessary materials ready.


    The pills required for the technique were the Sky-Mending Pill and the Spirit-Binding Pill. With Chu Xuan''s prior proficiency in pill making, crafting these would normally be somewhat challenging.


    However, now possessing the True Blood Physique, even if there were slight imperfections in the pill crafting process, just a drop of his essence blood mixed into the pills could rectify their properties. Thus, crafting these two types of pills posed no difficulty.


    The process of seizing Leng Hanshuang''s spirit root was similar to how he had previously taken Duan Feipeng''s ultimate-grade thunder spirit root. The entire procedure went smoothly without any obstacles, and Chu Xuan successfully obtained the earth-grade ice spirit root. S~ea??h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    As for the superior Thunder spirit root previously obtained, Chu Xuan had implanted it into Hu''s body, while the original spirit root was placed into Bao''s body. This allowed both Hu and Bao to possess their own spirit roots, significantly accelerating their cultivation speeds.


    ...


    "Spirit Mechanism Jade... so that''s how it''s obtained," Chu Xuan murmured in surprise. After extensive research in the Myriad Souls Sect''s library, he discovered that Spirit Mechanism Jade wasn''t an actual jade but was formed through a demonic array that refined cultivator skulls into a substance neither flesh nor jade.


    "To craft a piece of Spirit Mechanism Jade, at least one Nascent Soul cultivator''s skull is needed. However, a sufficient number of ordinary human skulls, equivalent in quantity to a Nascent Soul cultivator''s skull, would also suffice."


    Chu Xuan pondered this information. Mystic Azure Star was not like the extraterrestrial battlefield where Golden Core cultivators were as common as dogs and Nascent Soul cultivators were plentiful. Here, each Nascent Soul cultivator was significant, and their demise would cause a stir.


    He was merely recuperating at the Myriad Souls Sect and did not wish to cause any significant disturbances. If he could use a large number of ordinary human skulls to craft Spirit Mechanism Jade, it would be ideal. Other cultivators might worry about accumulating bad karma, but Chu Xuan did not care.


    Blue Star was abundant with powerful high-level zombies. "If ten thousand are not enough, then twenty thousand. If twenty thousand are insufficient, then forty thousand! Capturing more is always enough."


    "Once the Spirit Mechanism Jade is crafted, I can use the Body-Seizing Technique to also seize Leng Hanshuang''s Ice Soul Spirit Body," Chu Xuan nodded to himself. With the earth spirit root and earth spirit body, his cultivation speed was sure to increase exponentially.


    Chu Xuan found a desolate desert on Blue Star and set up the Spirit Mechanism Array. This array was not created by True Master Tianqing but had been devised by a great figure of the demonic path long before.


    It was specifically used to craft Spirit Mechanism Jade to hasten the understanding of techniques and scriptures. True Master Tianqing had made slight modifications to the original design, significantly reducing energy consumption and greatly increasing production capacity. This pleased Chu Xuan, as the consumption of high-level zombies had been excessively rapid lately.


    After setting up the Spirit Mechanism Array, Chu Xuan ordered Two Arms, Four Arms, Long, Hu, and Bao to capture high-level zombies from across Blue Star and throw them into the array. He then sat in meditation near the array, beginning to study a Nascent Soul stage technique.


    Chu Xuan placed the jade slip against his forehead and delved deep into contemplation. After a long while, he opened his eyes, thoughtful. The technique was named the "Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll."


    It included a comprehensive suite of spells for attack, defense, escape, treasure refinement, soul transformation, physical enhancement, and spiritual secrets. It was indeed all-encompassing.


    Compared to it, other techniques found in Leng Hanshuang''s storage bag seemed rather insufficient. Those techniques were either solely offensive or defensive, or specialized in escapism, presenting significant limitations. Of course, despite these flaws, they were not without their merits.


    Chu Xuan estimated that while he cultivated the Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll, he could also practice several other techniques in tandem. Selecting a few special techniques to supplement his primary practice would allow him to maximize his abilities.


    From Leng Hanshuang''s memories, Chu Xuan learned that the Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll was a secret core technique of the Reincarnation Divine Sect: The first part corresponded to the Nascent Soul stage. The second part was for the Deity Transformation. The third part was applicable to the Astral Projection stage!


    Leng Hanshuang, as a Holy Maiden, only possessed the first part. The second part was held by Deity Transformation elders, and not every one of them had it. Only those elders who had grown up within the Reincarnation Divine Sect, advancing from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core, and then to Nascent Soul and Deity Transformations, were privy to it.


    Deity Transformation elders who joined the sect later did not have access to the second part. The third part was exclusively in the hands of the Astral Projection ancestor Wen Lingtian.


    After studying the Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll, Chu Xuan was thrilled. Initially, he thought it was a standard righteous technique, but upon thorough reading, he discovered it contained a method to accelerate cultivation by absorbing ice souls!


    In the bitterly cold and dark places where wronged spirits wreak havoc, these spirits, over the years, condense a crystal within their bodies imbued with icy Spiritual Qi. These are not Ice Souls but Ice Soul Crystals.


    To purify these crystals into pure Ice Souls, a special method described in the Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll must be used to remove the impurities and resentful spirits within them.


    Leng Hanshuang employed such methods to accelerate her cultivation. The Reincarnation Divine Sect, after all, controls over a dozen stars and can naturally find such bitterly cold and dark places.


    However, creating wronged spirits to produce Ice Souls damages one''s virtue and can even incur karmic retribution. Thus, even Leng Hanshuang, as a Holy Maiden, couldn''t obtain many Ice Souls¡ªjust five palm-sized pieces a month. Usually, she had to rely solely on her own spirit root and body for cultivation.


    Chu Xuan, upon learning this, slapped his thigh in excitement. "Why didn''t anyone mention this fantastic opportunity before!"


    Although Blue Star lacked a sufficient number of spirits, Soul Star had plenty and more than enough. All he needed to do was set up an array and guide the wronged spirits into it. Within at most a hundred years, numerous spirits possessing Ice Soul Crystals would appear, ripe for harvest.


    Chu Xuan wasn''t concerned about the impure resentful spirits within the crystals. He dealt with corpse spirits on a daily basis. What was there to fear from some impure malevolent spirits? If it could enhance his cultivation speed, he was willing to absorb these malevolent spirits daily!


    Chu Xuan caressed the jade slip, full of praise. "This Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll, just by its name, indicates it''s a top-tier orthodox technique. Truly as expected! I''m off to set up the array on Soul Star!"


    He quickly found an appropriate Nascent Soul stage array within Leng Hanshuang''s storage bag. Wrapping the array plate with his soul, he immediately used a soul-splitting technique to separate this part of his soul and transported it through the soul transmission matrix to Soul Star.

 Chapter 241: Ice Soul Formation

    Chapter 241:  Ice Soul FormationChu Xuan gazed at the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array and nodded slightly. It had been a long time since he last visited this formation. During this period, he had only fetched a few items. Each time, he harvested several million wronged souls and vengeful spirits.


    Yet, the number of ghosts within the formation continued to grow unabated. The strongest of the ghosts had already reached the level of a ninth-grade Ghost Commander. However, no Ghost King had yet emerged.


    Chu Xuan had no intention of allowing a Ghost King to arise among them. He planned to construct another formation called the "Extreme Cold Ice Crystal Formation" on the basis of the current one, a Nascent Soul stage formation.


    This new formation would have dual functions. It would accelerate the mutual slaughter among the ghosts, determining the emergence of even stronger spirits. It would also cause the ghosts'' bodies to condense ice soul crystals¡ªa strategy that killed two birds with one stone.


    The ghosts would be devoured by Two Arms and Four Arms to further their own realms, while the ice soul crystals would be reserved for his own absorption to swiftly advance the levels of his Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll.


    Chu Xuan had never set up a Nascent Soul stage formation before. His initial attempt was somewhat strenuous. However, everything has its first time, and with more practice, he would naturally master it.


    Chu Xuan spent a whole day setting up the Extreme Cold Ice Crystal Formation. He made many errors during the process, but each was quickly corrected. Before long, a chill began to rise within the bounds of the formation.


    The ghosts within were subtly transformed by this influence. This process would take a considerable amount of time, but it could be hastened by artificially increasing the chill and yin energy.


    "From now on, it shall be known as the Ice Soul Formation," Chu Xuan declared casually, waving his hand. "This formation consumes a great deal, requiring a millennium-old ice crystal every five years. If we wish to accelerate this process, the consumption will be even greater. I must pay more attention to this matter."


    Chu Xuan noted this and began to check what messages the spies he had planted had sent back.


    "This detailed?" Chu Xuan was surprised at the information sent by Ghost Three and Ghost Four. The intelligence included detailed data on the garrison situations and exact numbers of twelve large cities under the Husbandry Faction. They had even sent back a map!


    "What position have they managed to infiltrate? Could they already be close servants to the Greedy King?" Chu Xuan marveled. He truly had picked a group of ghost geniuses!


    He scrutinized the vast and intricate but exceedingly detailed intelligence, pondering deeply. The strength of those twelve large cities was quite mediocre. Armed with Two Arms and Four Arms, Chu Xuan could easily storm in and wreak havoc. The Ghost Kings there were like a tonic for enhancing his soul.


    Chu Xuan felt a touch of emotion. Which other cultivator could enjoy such treatment, freely devouring powerful souls?


    After all, ghosts were a resource. The lands of extreme yin and places of grievous injustice had long been controlled by powerful forces. Not everyone could take and use them as freely as Chu Xuan.


    "Let''s choose Moonlight City," Chu Xuan decided.


    Moonlight City was a new large city established by the Husbandry Faction, filling the void left by the former Torrential Flow City.


    "However, before I go, I should strengthen my powers a bit more. It would be best to master a Nascent Soul stage soul technique."


    Chu Xuan reviewed the jade slips and selected the soul technique he sought. This technique, a high-grade Nascent Soul stage soul technique called "Sky-Tearing Cold Palm," had two levels.


    Mastering the first level allowed one to condense a giant hand of consciousness. Achieving the second level allowed for the formation of two such hands, as if tearing the skys themselves. Even just mastering the first level, the attack would carry the essence of chilling delay.


    Chu Xuan estimated that mastering the first level alone would be sufficient to ensure no major mishaps. He planned to bring along several Ghost Commanders as cannon fodder. With such preparations, he would surely rest easy.


    Having made his plans, Chu Xuan immediately sat down beside the Ice Soul Formation to cultivate the Sky-Tearing Cold Palm. A year later, he effortlessly mastered the first level of the technique. sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Within the Ice Soul Formation, he chose five spirited Ghost Commanders and over a hundred capable Ghost Generals. After gathering them into his Sky-Shielding Umbrella, he set off with Two Arms and Four Arms towards Moonlight City.


    Before long, Chu Xuan stood atop a mountain from which he could easily overlook Moonlight City. The newly constructed large city, though termed large, was in truth built atop the ruins of a past civilization.


    The Husbandry Faction''s Specter Kings had fiercely competed for this new city. A new city meant more breeding grounds, and thus more souls for their voracious consumption. No Specter King did not wish to become stronger. Naturally, many vied for the opportunity to guard such a city.


    Now, the guardians of Moonlight City were Hun Fei and Hun San, two souls who had ascended from great specters to specter kings just over a decade ago. Their forces were not numerous, which was precisely why Chu Xuan had chosen Moonlight City. If he was going to practice his skills, naturally, he preferred to pick an easy target.


    Even on the Soul Star, Chu Xuan did not lose his usual cautious nature. He had already silently circled around Moonlight City, laying down a formation. With this formation in place, every soul within the city walls would be trapped like fish in a barrel¡ªnone could escape. This was indeed Chu Xuan''s usual way of doing things.


    At this moment, Four-Arms was already itching to start. Two-Arms, almost instinctively, pulled out a divination disk to consult. However, after a while, the disk still hadn''t settled down.


    Chu Xuan, with a hint of amusement, asked, "What does the divination show?"


    Two-Arms scratched his head, offering an embarrassed smile, "It''s still spinning, heh heh heh..."


    Chu Xuan looked down. Indeed, the divination disk was spinning violently¡ªas if water were boiling. He waved his hand dismissively, "Then let''s not overthink it. Let''s go straight in."


    "Woof woof woof!" Four-Arms, unable to contain his excitement, charged forward.


    Chu Xuan facepalmed.


    Atop the walls of Moonlight City, two specters were yawning out of sheer boredom as they carried out their dull guard duties. There were indeed frequent conflicts between the Slaughter Faction and the Husbandry Faction.


    However, Moonlight City was far from the Slaughter Faction''s territory and could even be considered a central location for the Husbandry Faction. It was unlikely that some madmen from the Slaughter Faction would cross such a vast distance to launch a slaughter in Moonlight City. Thus, the city''s guards were always somewhat lax. Not exactly strict, their presence was almost unnecessary.


    Inside Moonlight City, there were plenty of Husbandry Faction specters just waiting for death, living their greatest desire to consume the souls of the inhabitants of Soul Star to their heart''s content.


    "This thing smells so good; it''s like being in heaven with food everywhere!" one specter exclaimed.


    "Dude, you have such expensive stuff? Share some with me," another specter replied.


    The two specters huddled together, inhaling and exhaling smoke, lost in a dreamy haze. They were smoking a long roll made from the peeled and dried bark of a plant, known as a fragrance roll. When burned, it produced clouds of smoke that induced delightful hallucinations, a favorite among the Husbandry Faction souls.


    For these two lowly specters, acquiring even a single fragrance roll was a challenge.


    "Woof woof woof!"


    Suddenly, they heard an inexplicable noise.


    "Where did that dog bark come from?"


    The two specters looked up in unison, startled. Their pupils suddenly reflected the image of a trident spear hurtling through the air!


    With a thud, they were pinned to the ground in an instant.

 Chapter 242: Destroyed Three Cities in a Row

    Chapter 242: Destroyed Three Cities in a RowMoments later, Chu Xuan stood at the highest point of Moonlight City, looking down upon the vast city of the Husbandry Faction. He did not need to lift a finger himself. His subordinates¡ªGhost Kings, Ghost Commanders, and Ghost Generals¡ªwould naturally slaughter their way through. If he possessed such power but could not take down a mere Moonlight City, it would be a disgrace indeed. Chu Xuan merely needed to wait here.


    It wasn''t long before Two Arms and Four Arms came before him, dragging two Specter Kings with them. These were Hun Fei and Hun San, the guardians of Moonlight City.


    These newly promoted Specter Kings had never seen such a force before. The numerous powerful spirits surged into Moonlight City and began a massacre without a second word. They were so frightened that their spectral forms dimmed on the spot. Lacking even the strength to resist, they were easily captured by Two Arms and Four Arms.


    Two-Arms announced, "Father, I''ve brought these two for you."


    Hun Fei and Hun San exchanged a glance, then knelt down before Chu Xuan with a thud.


    "Lord! We are willing to serve you loyally!"


    "Lord! We pledge ourselves to your service!"


    To them, the spirits who had captured them so effortlessly were exceedingly powerful. And yet, these powerful spirits were deferential to the one before them. Clearly, this was the true powerhouse. Surrendering to such a strong being brought no shame!


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "Too weak and too disloyal. I have no need for subordinates like you."


    Suddenly, he used the Sky-Tearing Cold Palm, taking control of the two Specter Kings. Under the soul-searching technique, all beings were equal, and their memories were laid bare.


    After swiftly reviewing the memories of the two Specter Kings, Chu Xuan casually tore them to shreds. He quickly absorbed and refined them using a melting furnace technique. His soul body immediately swelled by a whole size.


    Specter Kings were roughly equivalent to Ghost Commanders. However, the specters were somewhat different from ghosts as they possessed independent thought.


    Thus, refining a Specter King was about equivalent to refining four to five Ghost Commanders of the same level. This was why Chu Xuan''s soul power surged so dramatically.


    "How much was lost?" Chu Xuan asked nonchalantly, wiping his mouth.


    Two-Arms replied, "None, except I ate too quickly and broke my teeth."


    Chu Xuan nodded with a smile, "Good."


    Soon, there was no remnant of any soul clan from the Husbandry Faction left in Moonlight City. As for the Soul Star people who had been kept there, they had all been sent to their destined places.


    Before leaving, Chu Xuan, as was his custom, cast down a Blood Evil Yin Fire. The dark purple flames rose and quickly engulfed the entire city.


    Ten days later.


    Two Specter Kings, each leading their great specters, arrived at Moonlight City. They stared at the charred remains of the city, their expressions ugly. They were Hun Shang and Hun Bao, rulers of Echo City, one of the twelve large cities.


    Echo City, being one of the first established large cities, was rich in resources. The newly established cities of the Husbandry Faction invariably had dealings with Echo City.


    Not long ago, the two Specter Kings of Moonlight City, Hun Fei, and Hun San, had purchased a batch of high-quality Soul Star seedlings from Echo City.


    Hun Shang and Hun Bao had prepared the seedlings but had seen no one from Moonlight City come to collect them. Curious about the delay, they had come to investigate and were greeted by a distressingly familiar scene.


    "What''s going on here? First, it was Torrential Flow City, now Moonlight City?" Hun Shang frowned. He sniffed the burned ashes, "The smell is different from Torrential Flow City, seems like the flames were stronger."


    Hun Bao angrily said, "It must be those lunatics from the Fireburn Gang! They even burned down a small city half a year ago!"


    The Slaughter Faction was large and divided into many factions, generally categorized by their methods of killing. The major factions included the Slaughter Gang, the Devour Gang, the Fireburn Gang, etc. To them, killing was a form of amusement.


    Hun Shang furrowed his brow, "I don''t think so. Many souls fear the light of fire, and even the crazies of the Fireburn Gang wouldn''t dare to use too much fire. Until now, they have only dared to attack our small cities, never even a medium-sized one, let alone a large city guarded by a Specter King."


    Hun Bao waved his hand impatiently, "I know you''ve been dealing with some of the milder factions of the Slaughter Faction behind the scenes. Don''t make excuses for those lunatics; it was definitely the Fireburn Gang''s doing."


    Hun Shang frowned. With many individuals, there are bound to be differing opinions. It wasn''t strange for some souls within the Slaughter Faction to lean towards the Husbandry Faction. Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Indeed, Hun Shang had cooperated with these milder Slaughter factions multiple times, which had also allowed him to gather more intelligence about the Slaughter Faction. That''s why he believed the Fireburn Gang couldn''t have done this.


    Hun Shang tried to reason further, but Hun Bao coldly huffed, "Enough, I won''t listen. Right now, on this Soul Star, the strongest are our Husbandry Faction and the Slaughter Faction. We in the Husbandry Faction have little internal strife. It must be those lunatics from the Slaughter Faction''s Fireburn Gang. I''m going to find them and fight it out!"


    With that, Hun Bao led his great specters away, full of fury. Hun Shang sighed deeply and also departed.


    ...


    In the following days, Chu Xuan led Two-Arms and Four-Arms, along with their Ghost Commanders and Generals, in multiple strikes. They razed a city each month, specifically targeting the Husbandry Faction. Everywhere they went, every Specter King and Great Specter was swept away.


    Specter Kings were soul-searched by Chu Xuan, then torn to shreds and absorbed through a melting furnace technique. As for the Great Specters and lesser specters, they were left for the weaker spirits to absorb.


    In the process, Two-Arms and Four-Arms naturally advanced to the rank of third-level Ghost Kings. Chu Xuan''s own soul part also swelled significantly, almost reaching a quarter of his original body''s power.


    "Three months, three large cities annihilated," Chu Xuan mused with a smile, stroking his chin. "Each time, every soul of the Husbandry Faction within the city was slaughtered, not a single one escaped. And afterward, I used Blood Evil Yin Fire to clean up the battlefield, leaving no trace that the Husbandry Faction could discern."


    Chu Xuan had learned from his spies, Soul One, Soul Two, Soul Three, and Soul Four, about a faction within the Slaughter Faction called the Fireburn Gang. The name sounded almost edible, but their actions were brutal.


    The Fireburn Gang''s specters preferred using fire to kill other souls for their brief pleasure. Unsurprisingly, all these impressive achievements would likely be attributed to the Fireburn Gang.


    The messages from his spies indicated that the conflict between the Husbandry and Slaughter factions had escalated further. What started as minor skirmishes was now heating up.


    Just a few days ago, there had even been a clash between Specter Kings from both sides that ended inconclusively. However, Chu Xuan felt that things were moving too slowly.


    He decided it was time to visit the Slaughter Faction directly. Given the temperament of those madmen, once a city of the Slaughter Faction was wiped out, they would inevitably lash out against the Husbandry Faction. Only then would the real battle between the two factions begin in earnest.


    "Let''s start with an easy target," Chu Xuan decided, quickly choosing a large city controlled by the Slaughter Faction. He didn''t act personally but instead sent Four-Arms with a large contingent of Ghost Commanders to execute the plan.

 Chapter 243: Merit has no use, after all. Isn’t it all about my artifact-refining talent?

    Chapter 243: Merit has no use, after all. Isn¡¯t it all about my artifact-refining talent?With Four-Arms, a Ghost King wielding four lifebound ghost artifacts, attacking a major city of the Slaughter Faction was simply unstoppable.


    Chu Xuan had imparted to Four-Arms a soul technique called the "Hidden Soul Method" to conceal his aura. This technique, a skill from the Husbandry Faction, could slightly alter the soul''s form.


    Four-Arms'' arms were thus disguised to look indistinguishable from those of the Husbandry Faction''s specters.


    Chu Xuan had also instructed Four-Arms to deliberately let a few Slaughter Faction specters escape. This way, the news would spread. The minds of the Slaughter Faction''s specters were more single-minded compared to those of the Husbandry Faction. They believed their only significant enemy was the Husbandry Faction, thinking that if they could eliminate them, Soul Star would be theirs.


    Now, with a major city of their faction destroyed, they would undoubtedly blame the Husbandry Faction, further intensifying the conflict.


    Days later, Chu Xuan was by the Ice Soul Formation, continuing his cultivation of soul techniques. He received a message from Soul One.


    "Master, the Slaughter Faction''s specters have learned that a major city has been destroyed, and they are all furious. Only a few advocate for investigation; most are claiming they will immediately launch a massive attack on the Husbandry Faction. Some have already started taking action without a second word."


    Chu Xuan nodded slightly. The situation was unfolding exactly as he had planned. Next, he only needed to watch as the Slaughter and Husbandry factions fought each other to the death. If the Ghost Kings from both sides died in direct conflict, the situation would escalate even further.


    Eventually, the Slaughter Faction''s Slaughter King and the Husbandry Faction''s Greedy King would have to step in to clean up the mess.


    By then, Chu Xuan would truly understand the strengths of these two Kings. His own accumulated power would be considerably formidable by that point, and striking like thunder at that moment would not be too late.


    "I''ve been on Soul Star for some time now; the Spirit Mechanism Formation should have yielded some results, right?" Chu Xuan didn''t recall that part of his soul. Instead, he immediately rose, steering the Imperial Sky Mirror towards the Spirit Mechanism Formation.


    Before long, he hovered over the Spirit Mechanism Formation, looking down at the array filled with shriveled heads. The Spirit Mechanism Formation only refined the heads; other parts of the body were not needed. The parts below the heads were put to full use. These torsos were transported by corpse puppets to other formations and transformed into large blood pearls.


    At this moment, Chu Xuan fixed his gaze and discovered that among the layers of heads in the formation, some were now emitting a jade-like radiance, the fluid slowly solidifying into shape.


    Stretching out his hand, he used his spiritual consciousness to retrieve a piece of Spirit Mechanism Jade, gripping it tightly in his hand. At a glance, the Spirit Mechanism Jade was a piece of translucent stone, exuding a faint fragrance. Sniffing it closely, it even seemed to make one''s thoughts sharper and more focused.


    Chu Xuan recalled from the archives of the Myriad Souls Sect that carrying this item over time could significantly speed up a cultivator''s comprehension of various techniques and scriptures¡ªa truly rare treasure.


    However, the method of its creation was deemed excessively cruel and thus shunned by righteous cultivators. Of course, while they might verbally reject it, whether they used it or not was another matter entirely. The cruelty of its creation was the creator''s burden, not the user''s.


    "The materials needed to refine the Acquired Miraculous Jade are now complete," Chu Xuan thought. "I could begin the refining process now, but given the high grade of this item and True Master Tianqing''s specific mention that it has a substantial chance of success, I prefer to be patient. I will wait until there is more Spirit Mechanism Jade before I proceed with the refining."


    Chu Xuan was not one to rush for quick success. The Spirit Mechanism Formation was set and unthreatened by others'' interference. He decided to calm his mind and prepare the materials needed for upgrading other magic treasures.


    His lifebound magic treasures like the Evil Soul Chain, Blood Beehive, and Sky-Shielding Umbrella all required enhancements, particularly the Evil Soul Chain, which had been with him for a long time and was extremely handy.


    Currently residing in the Myriad Souls Sect, apart from completing tasks assigned by the Elder of Myriad Souls, Chu Xuan had little else to distract him. The Elder''s tasks typically involved capturing living souls, demanding at least two hundred thousand at a time.


    To be safe, Chu Xuan often sourced these souls from zombies on Blue Star to fulfill these tasks. Each completion left him with considerable free time, which he now intended to use to upgrade his magic treasures.


    Originally, the Evil Soul Chain was a mid-grade magic tool. Over time, after integrating substantial amounts of Ghost Evil Steel, it evolved into a top-tier magic tool.


    Now, Chu Xuan aimed to elevate it straight to the ranks of high-grade magic treasures. The materials required for this were extensive, most of which could be purchased, except for the rare Blood Resentment Black Steel. S§×arch* The n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Blood Resentment Black Steel could only be created by watering fine steel with the blood of mortals who died violently¡ªa process necessitating slaughter. Such violent deaths imbued the metal with deep resentment.


    While such acts accumulated significant karmic debts, even if high-level cultivators commanded lower-level ones to perform these deeds, the karma would still affect the higher-level cultivators. Thus, the production of Blood Resentment Black Steel had long been lost to time, with few daring to defy the world''s censure to craft it.


    However, Chu Xuan relied solely on his own efforts. Fortunately, he still held a small advantage: the vast Blue Star was overrun with zombies. Producing Blood Resentment Black Steel was merely a matter of time.


    Two years later, Chu Xuan had managed to acquire ten jin of Blood Resentment Black Steel, successfully upgrading the Evil Soul Chain to a high-grade magic treasure.


    The spirit within the chain, Huikong, had also made significant advancements. Previously, although Huikong possessed some intelligence, it wasn''t particularly bright, requiring Chu Xuan to divide some of his mental energy to control it.


    But now, it could fight autonomously, freeing Chu Xuan from the need to manage it directly. This meant that Chu Xuan could control yet another magic treasure simultaneously¡ªbringing the total to five.


    When Chu Xuan returned to the Spirit Mechanism Formation, he was pleased to nod in satisfaction. The formation had accumulated four pieces of Spirit Mechanism Jade.


    This quantity was sufficient. Even if the success rate was low, a one in four chance should be enough to succeed. If it didn''t work out, he could always blame it on merit¡ªhow could so much accumulated merit not pay off? Surely, a bit of complaining would make it effective.


    After a day of calming his mind and steadying his emotions, Chu Xuan began the process of refining the Acquired Miraculous Jade. Following the attempt, he immediately discovered that the success rate was not just low¡ªit was terrifyingly low!


    True Master Tianqing''s comments about the low success rate were an understatement. True Master Tianqing must have had an extraordinary talent in artifact refining to succeed at making it. Chu Xuan''s own talent in artifact crafting, he realized, simply couldn''t compare to that of Master Tianqing.


    "Chu Xuan, Chu Xuan, use your invincible merit to find a way!" he muttered to himself after failing twice consecutively. Taking a few deep breaths, he started the process again. This time, he succeeded.


    Moments later, Chu Xuan looked at the pure white Acquired Miraculous Jade in front of him and flashed a confident smile.


    "Merit has no use, after all. Isn''t it all about my artifact-refining talent?"

 Chapter 244: The Application of the Taotie Tree

    Chapter 244: The Application of the Taotie TreeChu Xuan stood before Leng Hanshuang once more. Observing the stunningly beautiful yet vacant-eyed Holy Maiden of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, he shook his head slightly. It wasn''t just a lament for her tragic fate.


    "Earthly spiritual roots, an earthly spiritual body, a peerless genius, so what?" he mused. "Without the wisdom to restrain one''s brilliance, only attracting calamity. If one provokes those they shouldn''t, they cannot escape death. All of their achievements will simply pave the way for others."


    Seeing Leng Hanshuang''s fate only reinforced Chu Xuan''s resolve to continue on his cautious path. Then, he immediately set about using the Body Seizing Technique. Although the process of seizing a spiritual body was slow, its success rate was guaranteed. Chu Xuan was indifferent to the time it took.


    Ten days later, Chu Xuan successfully transferred Leng Hanshuang''s spirit body into the Acquired Miraculous Jade. With this, he had obtained the most crucial aspect of Leng Hanshuang. Her physical body was all that remained useful. Given that Leng Hanshuang practiced the Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll and had some body refinement techniques, her body was exceedingly robust.


    "Her body will feed the corpse puppets, and her soul will be perfect for my refining and absorption," Chu Xuan mused, smacking his lips.


    However, Leng Hanshuang had mentioned that whoever killed her would be marked. Naturally, Chu Xuan wouldn''t do this himself. Instead, he randomly selected a zombie to kill Leng Hanshuang, thereby transferring the mark to the zombie.


    Considering that this zombie had always been on Blue Star, how could it possibly be found by the old ancestors of the Reincarnation Divine Sect?


    ...


    Meanwhile, Wen Lingtian was deep in seclusion when he suddenly felt a sense of restlessness. Calculating with his fingers, his expression drastically changed.


    "Dead? Hanshuang is dead?"


    He had left marks within both the body and soul of Leng Hanshuang. Anyone who killed her, unless their realm was higher than his, would be marked by him. With this mark, he would be able to find the person responsible for her death.


    Not only Leng Hanshuang but also the Holy Son of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, Situ Kong, also carried such a mark. This was a method used by the Reincarnation Divine Sect to deter others. Anyone daring to kill a Saint of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, no matter where they fled, even to the ends of the earth, would be relentlessly pursued by the Sect.


    But now...


    Leng Hanshuang had died silently. His calculations could not even approximate the location of the mark. It was like clouds on the horizon¡ªvague, indistinct, and elusive.


    Wen Lingtian looked unwell, his expression grim. The loss of a Holy Maiden from a prestigious sixth-level cultivation sect was a severe blow. If news of this spread, it would be incredibly embarrassing. His face shifted between shades of anger and frustration.


    Finally, he took out the Inquiry Heaven Disc, his eyes flashing with the desperate intensity of a gambler. "I refuse to believe that I can''t divine the answer!" he muttered under his breath.


    Moments later, an angry roar erupted from his meditation chamber.


    "Lost another 300 years of lifespan!! Never divining again!"


    ...


    Blue Star, over the Eastern Sea.


    Chu Xuan found himself once again on the small island. At the center of the island was a black tree. The tree had only one bare trunk and a few shriveled branches. It did have leaves, but they all resembled large mouths.


    Numerous aerial roots dangled from the treetops like octopus tentacles. A kilometer away from the black tree was a formation enveloping the entire island, with corpse puppets patrolling continuously around the perimeter. For years, no accidents had occurred.


    As Chu Xuan approached, the aerial roots, sensing an enemy, immediately stood erect like cobras ready to strike.


    "I''m here, aren''t you going to greet me?" Chu Xuan laughed cheerfully.


    Snap!


    An aerial root whipped through the air towards him, but he caught it effortlessly and casually tore it off. The black tree emitted a painful screech from within and quickly retracted its branches, leaves, and roots back into its trunk, much like a turtle retracting its head.


    Chu Xuan then took out a jar filled with blood honey and tossed it over to the tree. The tree, like a cat smelling meat, instantly extended its roots.


    With a crunch, it shattered the jar, and not a single drop of the blood honey hit the ground; the aerial roots devoured it all in mid-air.


    Satiated, the black tree became docile and harmless, lazily sprawling on the spot as if it had no idea that Chu Xuan had just torn off one of its roots. S§×ar?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Chu Xuan observed the Taotie Tree thoughtfully, pondering its unique qualities and potential uses.


    In Leng Hanshuang''s memories, there was only a smattering of information about the Taotie Tree. The astral elder of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, Wen Lingtian, had briefly mentioned it to her.


    "A decade to germinate, a century to grow into a sapling, a millennium to become a young tree. To truly become a mighty tree, it must devour the vitality of an entire star."


    Chu Xuan pondered deeply. Even if he provided ample sustenance, at most, he could only nurture the Taotie Tree into its juvenile stage. To unleash its terrifying potential, it would need to consume a whole star.


    However, Chu Xuan would never commit such an act. Blue Star was, after all, his sanctuary. How could he so readily destroy it?


    "Nevertheless, there is now a rudimentary way to utilize the Taotie Tree," Chu Xuan mused as he retrieved another jar of blood honey. The previously lethargic tree immediately sprang to life. Numerous black aerial roots pointed towards the jar in Chu Xuan''s hand and swiftly struck.


    Chu Xuan snorted coldly, and his Evil Soul Chain suddenly appeared, severing all the attacking roots with a crack. The roots fell to the ground, writhing like serpents. From their broken ends, a red liquid spurted out, resembling blood. The Taotie Tree shrieked in agony and began to retract its roots.


    But Chu Xuan swiftly reached out and grasped one of the roots firmly. Despite the tree''s desperate attempts to pull it back, it could not match the strength of Chu Xuan, who was adept in more than thirty layers of body cultivation techniques.


    Eventually, the tree ceased struggling and lay still, though whimpers could still be heard from its trunk as if lamenting, "What have I done wrong? I''m merely a child."


    "Blood honey for you," Chu Xuan pointed at the honey, "and lifespan for me," he continued, inserting the root into his crown as he spoke calmly.


    The Taotie Tree could not understand human speech, but it seemed to grasp Chu Xuan''s intent. Its trunk shuddered violently, and soon the severed roots were restored to their original state. It extended three roots in response.


    Chu Xuan shook his head, "Three jars? No, only one." The tree retracted a root.


    "No, just one jar," Chu Xuan stated firmly, unwavering in his stance.


    Reluctantly, the Taotie Tree agreed to the trade. It consumed the blood honey and inserted a root into Chu Xuan''s crown.


    After a brief moment of calm, Chu Xuan immediately felt a mysterious energy coursing through his body via the root. This energy was elusive, not spiritual Qi, nor spiritual sense, nor psionic energy.


    This was the most basic application of the Taotie Tree: exchanging blood food for lifespan!

 Chapter 245: Never See Senior He Again

    chapter 245: never see senior he againthe infusion of lifespan lasted for about an hour. it wasn''t until the aerial root was retracted that chu xuan let out a contented sigh of relief. the sensation of gaining lifespan out of thin air was incredibly exhilarating.


    the taotie tree was still only a sapling, and each time it could only provide around ten years of lifespan. yet, those ten years should not be underestimated. for many cultivators, even a single year was a fiercely contested prize. perhaps just an extra year of lifespan could allow one to break through to a higher realm and enjoy many more years of freedom.


    furthermore, the higher one''s cultivation realm, the more difficult it was to increase lifespan with spiritual substances. what worked for a foundation establishment cultivator would barely affect a golden core cultivator, and the same principle applied at all levels.


    some cultivators, driven to desperation, turned their eyes to various demonic techniques. like true master tiancang, who, in his quest for a longer life, even resorted to cannibalism.


    even though the taotie tree was merely a sapling, if the method of exchanging blood food for lifespan were to become known, even if it only added ten years at a time, it would surely cause a frenzy among cultivators!


    chu xuan reached out and gently touched the taotie tree, smiling. he had indeed stumbled upon a treasure.


    now, with the taotie tree providing a continuous increase in lifespan, his life expectancy was set to reach a terrifyingly high level. perhaps he could even consider using secret techniques that consumed lifespan for their execution.


    chu xuan committed this thought to memory. if he had the chance in the future, he would definitely spend some effort to collect such secret techniques. he then reinforced the array around the area and added a few more ghost commanders to guard alongside the corpse puppets. with these arrangements, he felt secure enough to leave.


    the taotie tree was a double-edged sword; if used without restraint, it would backfire. chu xuan did not want his sanctuary to be devoured by the taotie tree.


    ...


    celestial sound star.


    this cultivation star was controlled by the celestial sound zen temple. typically, only one nascent soul cultivator was stationed there to guard it. however, this old ancestor from the celestial sound zen temple spent most of his time in seclusion, only emerging when the monastery faced a crisis that threatened its very survival.


    at that moment, a figure appeared from the teleportation array, and a powerful aura of the nascent soul stage dispersed into the surroundings. the monks of the celestial sound zen temple, sensing the formidable presence, immediately went into high alert and quickly summoned the head abbot.


    moments later, a middle-aged figure stepped out from the light curtain.


    "may i ask who the senior is?" inquired the head abbot of the celestial sound zen temple respectfully.


    the middle-aged figure responded with a slight smile, "i am zhao tiancang, a nascent soul elder from the reincarnation divine sect."


    the head abbot immediately showed a respectful demeanor, "so it is the esteemed true master tiancang from the upper sects. has elder tiancang come to seek our elder dehong of the celestial sound zen temple? elder dehong is currently in seclusion, i''m afraid it might be difficult for him to meet with you."


    true master tiancang smiled gently, "no matter, i am here on orders from the reincarnation divine sect to inspect celestial sound star. there is no need to disturb fellow daoist dehong."


    with that, he produced a command token personally bestowed by the leader of the reincarnation divine sect. seeing the token, the head abbot nodded, "please, elder tiancang, feel free to inspect any place on celestial sound star at your leisure."


    true master tiancang smiled, "that would be excellent." he lightly tapped the ground and vanished like a gust of wind in the blink of an eye.


    shortly afterward, he appeared at long life mountain within the territory of liu nation on celestial sound star. this mountain housed a fourth-level cultivation sect known as the long life daoist temple.


    however, even among all the fourth-level cultivation sects on celestial sound star, the strength of long life daoist temple was considered to be at the lower end. it had only one nascent soul cultivator, and even then, it was just an early stage nascent soul.


    during the last opening of the extraterritorial battlefield, this nascent soul cultivator, doubting his own strength, hadn''t even thought to contend for a token to enter the battlefield.


    at that moment, within a quiet chamber of long life daoist temple, he ze sat cross-legged. recalling his experiences recently, a smile spread across his lips.


    not long ago, when the extraterritorial battlefield collapsed, he was fortunate enough to follow other cultivators through the celestial sound teleportation formation and return to celestial sound star. after some time, he returned to the long life daoist temple.


    previously on the battlefield, he had obtained a thick earth pill refined by chu xuan, which had advanced his cultivation to the fourth layer of the golden core stage. upon his return, he immediately gained the favor of long life daoist temple''s nascent soul ancestor, who took him on as a direct disciple.


    not only did he receive a precious medicine that regrew his arm, but he was also granted one of the best cultivation chambers in long life daoist temple for his exclusive use.


    the entire long life daoist temple regarded him as a rising star. some even believed that with his talent, he might one day succeed the nascent soul ancestor!


    "without the thick earth pill senior he bestowed, how could i have advanced to the fourth level of the golden core? and how could i speak of today''s treatment?" he ze mused thoughtfully. "i wonder how senior he is doing now. with his formidable strength, he must have escaped the extraterritorial battlefield. senior he is a cultivator from mystic azure star, alas, not from the same cultivation star as mine. i fear i may never have the chance to meet senior he again."


    he ze sighed. in his eyes, chu xuan was indeed his benefactor. the thought of never meeting his benefactor again was a lifelong regret.


    just then, an overwhelming and irresistible aura suddenly descended upon his quiet chamber. he ze felt as if he were being crushed under the weight of thousands of leagues of seawater, making even breathing exceedingly difficult. in just an instant, he passed out.


    true master tiancang appeared swiftly and effortlessly abducted he ze without alerting anyone. moments later, atop a high mountain, true master tiancang placed his hand upon he ze''s crown and performed a soul-searching technique. after a while, he withdrew his hand, frowning deeply.


    "he knows very little about he liang. the only thing he knows is that this person comes from mystic azure star''s heavenly seal sect..." true master tiancang shook his head. "mystic azure star is very close to the heaven shaking divine sect''s blood river star, likely to become the first target of the heaven shaking divine sect... i must make haste to mystic azure star before the heaven shaking divine sect makes its move, to see if i can find this he liang." sear?h the n?vel?ire.net website on google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    with a casual gesture, true master tiancang caused he ze''s face to contort in pain. in the next moment, he shockingly drew out he ze''s soul alive. looking at he ze''s soul, he spoke indifferently, "leng hanshuang went missing while searching for he liang. you have some connection with he liang; perhaps through you, i might find him. do not blame me; if you must blame someone, blame he liang."


    true master tiancang then stuffed he ze''s soul into a bead and casually destroyed he ze''s physical body. he erased all traces around them thoroughly before vanishing without a trace.


    it took a long time before long life daoist temple realized that he ze had mysteriously disappeared. they searched for a long time but could never find his whereabouts. a golden core cultivator had vanished as if evaporated from the world, leaving no trace behind.

 Chapter 246: Met Wan Wuying Again

    chapter 246: met wan wuying again"this cultivation speed..." chu xuan marveled as he refined the ice soul crystal before him, feeling the robust growth of his nascent soul. now imbued with the acquired miraculous jade, he possessed an ice soul spirit body along with his earthly-grade ice spirit root. coupled with demonic spiritual objects like the ice soul crystal, his cultivation speed for the mysterious heavenly ice soul scroll was astonishingly rapid.


    additionally, chu xuan had previously received the heavenly dao dew, which had substantially enlarged his nascent soul. now, truly embarking on the cultivation of the mysterious heavenly ice soul scroll, his progress surged dramatically. in just ten years, he had thickly accumulated and thinly emerged, reaching the third layer of the nascent soul stage. he now stood at the pinnacle among early nascent soul cultivators!


    "regrettably, the formation of the ice soul crystal is still too slow. i need to find more millennium ice crystals," chu xuan lamented, crushing the now dim and lusterless ice soul crystal in his hand. his supply of millennium ice crystals was nearly depleted. it was time to find more.


    ...


    myriad souls sect, treasure pavilion.


    chu xuan found himself visiting this place again. previously, it was here in the treasure pavilion that he had exchanged for some millennium ice crystals, claiming he needed them to cultivate a secret ice technique.


    "ah, who is that?" chu xuan entered the third floor of the treasure pavilion and noticed two people conversing.


    "brother wan, in this vast treasure pavilion, feel free to choose anything you like. the master has instructed that you may take one item," one of them said.


    "i shall respectfully take you up on that offer," responded the other. s§×arch* the novel(f~)ire.net website on google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    chu xuan followed the voices and saw two figures selecting treasures. one of them had a familiar silhouette. the two men also noticed the movement behind them and turned around to see chu xuan. one was a tall, muscular cultivator with a fierce scar across his brow. the other appeared somewhat aged, with flecks of silver in his temples.


    upon seeing the face of the second man, chu xuan was surprised and even found it somewhat amusing. wan wuying? how had he appeared in the myriad souls sect? it seemed he had become a golden core cultivator of the myriad souls sect.


    chu xuan bowed to the scarred cultivator, "greetings, senior brother bai."


    this scarred cultivator was named bai jinkun, the second disciple under the myriad souls elder, a cultivator at the sixth level of the golden core stage. bai jinkun glanced at chu xuan and sneered internally, though his face remained expressionless.


    "it really is junior brother lin; it''s been a long time," bai jinkun greeted with a jovial laugh. he then enthusiastically introduced wan wuying, "brother wan, let me introduce you. this is lin fan, junior brother lin, who has taken charge of the black evil peak."


    "your assigned extreme yin peak isn''t far from black evil peak; you two should interact more often." bai jinkun turned towards chu xuan, "junior brother lin, this is wan ying. he was gravely injured and saved by our master, and now he is also joining our myriad souls sect."


    wan wuying glanced at chu xuan and bowed, "i am wan ying, newly joined to the myriad souls sect, greetings to fellow daoist."


    chu xuan smiled, "lin fan of the black evil peak, pleased to meet fellow daoist."


    wan wuying nodded and then continued browsing the treasures. he didn''t pay much mind to lin fan. in the myriad souls sect, there were many golden core cultivators, and he, being a cautious person, had quickly familiarized himself with the ins and outs of the place. he was well aware of lin fan''s status as a golden core stage cultivator, but that was all.


    wan wuying was a golden core fifth level himself; a mere first-level golden core cultivator was not worth his effort to remember. rather, it was bai jinkun by his side who deserved more attention.


    chu xuan observed wan wuying closely. wan wuying was a cautious and ruthless person. it seemed unlikely that he would join the myriad souls sect of his own volition. perhaps he was coerced or kept in the dark.


    chu xuan could be sure that wan wuying did not fully understand what kind of sect the myriad souls sect truly was. myriad souls elder would surely impose soul restrictions on his golden core disciples.


    to outsiders, they appeared as illustrious golden core cultivators, direct disciples of a nascent soul elder. in reality, they were nothing more than slaves to the myriad souls elder, without any time to cultivate themselves and constantly serving the elder''s needs.


    however, chu xuan could not say much at the moment. he just nodded to wan wuying and continued his search for millennium ice crystals. once teacher and student, and formerly senior brothers, they still shared some camaraderie. if convenient in the future, he might lend wan wuying a hand.


    shortly, chu xuan exchanged for three pieces of millennium ice crystals and turned to leave the treasure pavilion. bai jinkun noticed chu xuan''s actions and pondered. he smiled and asked, "junior brother lin, you practice a metal attribute technique, right? why do you need millennium ice crystals? i still have a few millennium ice crystals; if you need them, i can sell them to you at a low price."


    chu xuan had his excuses ready and immediately claimed he needed them to practice a powerful ice attribute secret technique.


    "millennium ice crystals are precious. doesn''t senior brother also need them for cultivating ice attribute techniques? i''ll find them on my own," chu xuan replied with a humble demeanor.


    bai jinkun saw nothing amiss and nodded, "go ahead then, junior brother, and remember to cultivate diligently. the master has expressed some dissatisfaction with you."


    chu xuan expressed his gratitude, "thank you for the reminder, senior brother," and then he left.


    wan wuying watched chu xuan''s retreating figure, suddenly feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity. he didn''t know why, but he felt that this lin fan, with his hidden agendas and profound thoughts, reminded him of someone deeply etched in his memory...


    returning to black evil peak, chu xuan stroked his chin, lost in thought. wan wuying, zhao wuya, and huang yuanwu had witnessed "huikong" kill yun zhongyu. they must have also heard about the skilled alchemist, he liang, from the extraterritorial battlefield''s city of heavenly swords. with their cleverness, they should have guessed that "he liang" was him, chu xuan.


    however, chu xuan had yet to see those three seeking him out. the collapse of the extraterritorial battlefield had been too abrupt, leaving many matters unresolved before he had to return to mystic azure. naturally, he hadn''t met them since.


    "wan wuying survived and left the extraterritorial battlefield, but what about the other two?" chu xuan wondered briefly but then dismissed the thought. the affairs of others were none of his concern. he had returned to blue star and continued his cultivation.


    ...


    after five years of cultivating on blue star, chu xuan suddenly furrowed his brows. he instantly used the blood mirror to return to his cultivation chamber at black evil peak. outside the door, zhu jie''s respectful voice could be heard, "elder, elder bai jinkun has sent someone."


    "what for?" chu xuan inquired.


    "elder bai has made progress in his cultivation, advancing to the late stage of golden core, and is inviting all the elders of the myriad souls sect to a banquet," zhu jie explained with respect.


    "do you need me to decline the invitation for you?" he added.


    chu xuan sighed lightly but stepped out of his chamber. the discomfort of role-playing was palpable. as lin fan, with his character, strength, and status, he could not afford to miss such a gathering. absenting himself without a good reason would only arouse suspicion among the other golden core cultivators. he had no choice but to attend.


    "why must the promotion happen now of all times? it''s just an advancement from the sixth to the seventh level of golden core. is there really a need to host a banquet for this?"


    chu xuan grumbled internally. he prepared a modest gift, suitable for lin fan''s status. it was not overly expensive, but it was presentable enough.


    then, he made his way to scorpio peak, where bai jinkun''s dwelling was located.

 Chapter 247: Being Seen as Low-level invites Disdain

    chapter 247: being seen as low-level invites disdainat the summit of scorpio peak, bai jinkun, overflowing with excitement, raised his wine cup.


    "hahaha! thank you all for coming to scorpio peak!"


    chu xuan, wan ying, and two other golden core cultivators sat among the guests, all raising their cups in return, "congratulations to senior brother bai on advancing to the late golden core stage!"


    a seductively dressed female cultivator tilted back her pale neck and downed her drink in one gulp, exclaiming, "for someone as frugal as senior brother bai to bring out the drunken immortal brew, i must drink a few more cups today."


    bai jinkun laughed heartily, his spirits high, "drink, drink, drink! i am the host today! let''s enjoy ourselves to the fullest, no leaving until we''re all drunk!"


    an elderly cultivator with white hair smiled and said, "junior brother bai''s talent is the best among us. advancing to the late stage of the golden core is only natural for him! truly, it makes me envious."


    he, the eldest disciple under the myriad souls elder, had been stuck at the fifth level of the golden core for a long time. he often had to carry out missions and rarely had time to settle down and cultivate. now with his lifespan running out, he feared he might die at this stage.


    watching bai jinkun, who was in the prime of his life and powerful in magic, he couldn''t help feeling jealous, wishing he were the protagonist of the banquet.


    the seductive female cultivator suddenly said, "why isn''t third senior brother here? even if he has some grievances with senior brother bai, he should at least send a gift at a time like this."


    bai jinkun''s smile faded slightly, and he just snorted coldly, "if he doesn''t want to come, then let him be."


    chu xuan took all this in silently, just making a few polite remarks with the others, without saying much. after all, as a mere first-level golden core cultivator, he was the weakest among all the golden core cultivators in the myriad souls sect. as long as he didn''t draw attention to himself, nobody would notice him.


    however, he made a mental note of those present. the seductive woman was named zhong yan, a mid-level golden core cultivator and the ninth disciple of the myriad souls elder, rumored to have an ambiguous relationship with the elder.


    the white-haired elder was fu peng, the elder''s eldest disciple. wan ying, now going by wan ying, was the twelfth disciple of the elder. there was also talk of a third disciple, cao mo, who had a known rivalry with bai jinkun and had even fought him openly; he did not attend the banquet.


    after chatting for a while, bai jinkun, slightly tipsy, turned his gaze to the quiet chu xuan. "junior brother lin... hic... why hasn''t your cultivation progressed at all? if this continues, the master is going to be furious."


    his face bore a hint of mockery. zhong yan and fu peng also smiled, but their laughter was not kind. the myriad souls elder had already reprimanded lin fan once. if there was no room for progress, the outcome might not be very pleasant.


    chu xuan gave an awkward smile, "my talents are modest, and despite diligent practice, i have not yet grasped the essence of the path. do you, senior brother bai, have any advice to help junior brother out?" he asked tentatively.


    bai jinkun seemed to sober up instantly, shaking his head repeatedly, "well... i hardly have time for my own cultivation, so there''s no chance to guide a junior brother."


    "junior brother should just focus on his own practice," he added with a cough. his amusement was evident when he saw that lin fan had not made any progress, especially when he compared it to his own rapid advancement. he certainly had no intention of generously helping such a junior brother.


    the myriad souls sect was not a righteous sect, and the relationship between the myriad souls elder and his disciples was not a typical mentor-disciple relationship. everyone was essentially out for themselves, and there was little concern for the well-being of others.


    as the night deepened, the banquet finally concluded. chu xuan returned to black evil peak, his expression indifferent.


    "being seen as low-level invites disdain," he mused. "and that, in turn, can lead to numerous troubles..."


    "being at the first level of the golden core is indeed insufficient; i should strive to advance to the second level." shaking his head, chu xuan continued his closed-door cultivation and returned to blue star to practice.


    ...


    on mystic azure star, in the southern wilderness, true master tiancang had searched extensively but was left confused.


    "the heavenly seal sect is long gone," he lamented. "and this he liang is even more elusive. there was indeed a he liang in the hundred refinements sect in the past... but he fell at the hands of demonic cultivators. this he liang from the heavenly seal sect seems to be a fabricated identity."


    true master tiancang sighed deeply. with the heaven shaking divine sect growing restless, he had used the excuse of patrolling mystic azure star''s defenses to search the southern wilderness. during this time, he also employed divination using he ze as a medium but still failed to locate he liang''s whereabouts.


    "could he have died on the extraterritorial battlefield?" he wondered regretfully. "what a pity... what a pity..."


    he liang, possessing a spirit suitable for alchemy, might have even surpassed zhao qian in talent. finding him could have meant the creation of elixirs that might extend his life by decades.


    "no matter, i cannot stay here too long," he resigned. "but this he ze''s soul is quite peculiar; having devoured numerous living souls, it has become a ghost commander, incredibly swift. he might be worth cultivating in the future, refined into one of my own ghosts."


    unable to find what he sought, true master tiancang had no choice but to leave...


    three years had passed on blue star.


    outside the stone chamber, zhu jie respectfully announced, "elder lin, the ancestor has sent a new task!"


    the heavy stone door of the cultivation chamber thundered open as chu xuan strode out, his brow furrowed. "it''s only been a little over three months; why is there another task already?"


    three years on blue star equated to just over three months on mystic azure. it hadn''t even been a year since he last completed a task for the myriad souls elder.


    according to the rules set previously, he was supposed to have a year of rest after each task. why was the elder sending another task so soon? his peaceful cultivation was constantly being interrupted.


    zhu jie whispered, "it seems a few youngsters from the righteous sects have intruded into the yin soul mountain range. elder bai jinkun has spotted their traces. all other golden core elders are in seclusion, so the ancestor has asked you to assist elder bai in capturing these youngsters from the righteous sects."


    chu xuan''s frown deepened. indeed, appearing too weak on the surface also had its drawbacks; all sorts of trivial matters ended up being his responsibility.


    "it seems i need to take control of the myriad souls sect myself to avoid future troubles," he thought, although his expression revealed none of these thoughts. slightly displeased, he commanded, "call wang hu and the others over."


    zhu jie replied respectfully, "apart from those who must guard our assets, all other foundation establishment cultivators from black evil peak are here. wang hu and the others are waiting outside."


    chu xuan nodded, "good, well done."


    wang hu and his group were foundation establishment cultivators from black evil peak. chu xuan only needed to oversee the operation to capture the young cultivators from the righteous sects; the actual work would naturally fall to the foundation establishment cultivators.


    shortly afterward, chu xuan led wang hu and the others to scorpio peak to meet with bai jinkun.


    "hahaha, junior brother lin, you finally made it," bai jinkun greeted him with a laugh. "eh, your aura seems a bit stronger. did your realm increase?"


    chu xuan nodded, "i''ve had some insights recently and managed to break through to the second level of the golden core."


    bai jinkun nodded, "not bad, not bad." while he spoke politely, it was clear he didn''t take chu xuan seriously. advancing from the first to the second level of the golden core over so many years indicated to bai jinkun that chu xuan''s talents were mediocre. he didn''t see chu xuan as his equal. sea??h th§× ¦Çovelfire.¦Çet website on google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "now that your men are here, let''s set off," bai jinkun said with a sly grin. "we can''t let those youngsters from the righteous sects come and go as they please."

 Chapter 248: Demonic Cultivators Are All To Be Eliminated!

    chapter 248: demonic cultivators are all to be eliminated!in the yin soul mountain range, chilling winds blew ceaselessly, and the trees resembled twisted, ghastly arms stretching up from the ground. as the wind passed, the leaves rustled loudly, resembling the faces of people. despite it being broad daylight, the interior of the mountain range was shrouded in darkness, giving it the appearance of dusk.


    a group of five was speeding towards the edge of the yin soul mountain range. these five individuals hailed from the golden phoenix sect of zheng country, one of the most renowned righteous sects in the neighboring nations.


    in every major battle between righteous and demonic forces, the golden phoenix sect had been the leader, spearheading assaults against the three demonic sects of wu country.


    because of this, disciples of the golden phoenix sect generally held themselves in high regard, believing that their life''s purpose was to punish the wicked, promote the good, and act heroically. they felt it would be a lifelong regret if they couldn''t eliminate several demonic cultivators. these five, driven by their conviction to punish demons, had stealthily made their way to the yin soul mountain range. s~ea??h the n?vel_fire.¦Çet website on google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    among the three demonic sects of wu country ¡ª the corpse yin sect, the poison gu sect, and the myriad souls sect ¡ª the myriad souls sect was recognized as the weakest. thus, the group chose the yin soul mountain range as the first destination for their external training expedition.


    the leader of the group was a young male cultivator who had recently reached the golden core stage. he was strikingly handsome and carried a pair of swords, embodying the ideal of a born hero.


    his name was xiao tianjiao. from a young age, he was identified as possessing a ultimate-grade golden spirit root and was taken as a direct disciple by a nascent soul elder of the golden phoenix sect when he was only one year old, essentially born with a golden spoon in his mouth. he had always been the apple of the nascent soul elder''s eye, cherished above all others.


    the others in the group, ding yi at the late stage of foundation establishment and zhao rong, zhu ang, and tang feng at the early stage of foundation establishment, greatly admired xiao tianjiao, bordering on fanatical devotion. when they heard that xiao tianjiao planned to venture into the yin soul mountain range for training, they eagerly volunteered to join him.


    "i never imagined the myriad souls sect could commit such heinous acts, using the heads of over a hundred thousand mortals to craft such a vile object!" zhao rong said, looking at the object in her hand that resembled jade but was not, her face showing a look of revulsion.


    xiao tianjiao spoke calmly, "this object is known as spirit mechanism jade. the demonic cultivators value it for its ability to enhance one''s comprehension of cultivation techniques and scriptures when worn over long periods. that''s what sparked their malicious intent."


    ding yi, filled with righteous indignation, declared, "this item must be destroyed! such cruelly crafted things should not exist in this world!"


    xiao tianjiao nodded in agreement, "indeed, it should be destroyed. however, with our current power, destroying it will be challenging." he extended his hand, "give it to me. i''ll take it back to our sect, and have my master dispose of it."


    zhao rong respectfully handed the spirit mechanism jade to xiao tianjiao. she then asked, "uncle master xiao, are we to leave the yin soul mountain range now?"


    xiao tianjiao confirmed, "indeed, we should leave. the myriad souls sect''s response has been slow, and it would be safer to leave the yin soul mountain range sooner rather than later. i brought you here; it''s my responsibility to ensure your safety."


    the four foundation establishment disciples were immensely grateful, looking at xiao tianjiao with even greater admiration.


    zhu ang expressed regret, "it''s a pity we couldn''t personally slay any demonic sect cultivators!"


    "yes, indeed," sighed tang feng. "we came here hoping to kill one or two demonic cultivators, yet we haven''t managed to fulfill that wish."


    xiao tianjiao smiled and said, "no matter, i have already scouted the area. not far to the southeast, there''s a stronghold of the myriad souls sect called yin wood villa, which is surely guarded by some demonic cultivators."


    "i will provide support; the task of punishing the evildoers will be yours," he delegated.


    the four disciples rejoiced, "thank you, uncle master xiao!"


    moments later, they arrived at yin wood villa. true to its name, the area around the villa was abundant with yin wood, which is why the myriad souls sect had established a villa there and stationed several qi cultivators to oversee the mortals who chopped and planted the yin wood.


    their eyes lit up, eager for the confrontation.


    xiao tianjiao instructed with a smile, "go ahead. this villa is a property of the myriad souls sect¡ªslaughter its cultivators. but remember, the mortals are just pitiful souls. do not become blinded by bloodlust and harm them as well."


    "understood!" the four disciples, led by ding yi, activated their magic tools and charged forward.


    xiao tianjiao watched them depart, then quickly made his escape. "having obtained two pieces of spirit mechanism jade, this trip has already been highly profitable," he thought, chuckling softly. "i have a way to escape, and with these fools causing such a commotion, it''s sure to draw the attention of the myriad souls sect''s golden core cultivators. this will allow me to save a trick up my sleeve."


    he accelerated away from the yin soul mountain range. before long, yin wood villa was a scene of carnage.


    the four golden phoenix sect''s foundation establishment cultivators retracted their magic tools, while a few mortals who had miraculously survived knelt on the ground, continuously kowtowing and pleading for their lives, their foreheads bleeding from the impact.


    "didn''t i tell you not to lose control? why did you still end up harming mortals?" tang feng said discontentedly.


    zhu ang scoffed coldly, "these mortals work for the demonic sect; aren''t they also accomplices, aiding the enemy? they deserve to die; there''s no need to spare them."


    ding yi sighed lightly, "although that''s true, killing mortals will only increase our bad karma¡­"


    zhao rong whispered, "we''ve already killed some, we might as well finish the job to prevent these few from escaping and tarnishing our golden phoenix sect''s reputation."


    hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. adding to their bad karma was a minor issue. damaging the reputation of the golden phoenix sect, a paragon of righteousness, was far more serious. with a splatter of blood, the remaining few mortals met their end, their pleas for mercy unable to save their lives.


    as the four were about to leave, a sudden gust of chilling wind swept through the area, and in the blink of an eye, three foundation establishment cultivators appeared¡ªit was wang hu and his companions from black evil peak.


    zhu ang, far from alarmed, was actually pleased. he immediately activated his magic tool and positioned himself for battle, "excellent! more demonic cultivators have arrived, this time at the foundation establishment stage! i can finally fight with all my strength!"


    ding yi, however, remained vigilant, scanning the surroundings for potential sneak attacks. after all, demonic cultivators were known for their lack of martial honor, excelling in ambushes and poisoning.


    seeing the carnage at yin wood villa, wang hu''s expression darkened drastically. this villa was an asset of black evil peak, and one of the qi cultivators stationed there was his younger brother, for whom he had worked hard to secure this advantageous position. to find him slaughtered by these golden phoenix sect disciples was infuriating.


    wang hu''s eyes reddened with fury, "you will pay for my brother''s life!" with that, he charged directly at ding yi and zhu ang.


    the other two black evil peak cultivators engaged zhao rong and tang feng, respectively. the battle became three against four, with ding yi, a late-stage foundation establishment expert, quickly gaining the upper hand against the trio from black evil peak.


    meanwhile, bai jinkun and chu xuan were perched on a tree nearby, observing the fight.


    "junior brother," bai jinkun said as he noticed a figure escaping in the distance, "there''s a golden core cultivator fleeing that way, probably just at the early stage. go and bring back his head."


    he pointed in the direction where xiao tianjiao was escaping, a slight smile playing on his lips.

 Chapter 249: Not only does the enemy not flee, but he dare to strike back.

    Chapter 249: Not only does the enemy not flee, but he dare to strike back.Chu Xuan nodded slightly, "I''ll need the assistance of Senior Brother Bai for these few subordinates of mine."


    Bai Jinkun chuckled, "Of course, my men are already on their way. Those four young disciples from Golden Phoenix Sect being captured alive is just a matter of time."


    During their conversation, four of his Foundation Establishment cultivators joined the battle, clashing against seven demonic cultivators from the Myriad Souls Sect. Despite the considerable power of those in the later stages of Foundation Establishment, breaking out was nearly impossible. S§×arch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    With a fierce thrust of his long saber, Wang Hu, fearless in the face of death, traded wound for wound, ignoring the spells cast by Zhu Ang. He pierced Zhu Ang straight through.


    Zhu Ang, facing his demise, hadn''t even realized what had happened. Wasn''t he on a mission to eliminate demons and punish evil? How had he ended up dying at the hands of a demonic cultivator from Myriad Souls Sect?


    Ding Yi, Zhao Rong, and Tang Feng were also covered in injuries. Ding Yi looked to the heavens and roared, "Uncle Master Xiao, save us!" His voice carried through the mountain winds, but no response came. His idolized Uncle Master Xiao seemed to have vanished into thin air.


    A sinister laugh echoed. Bai Jinkun slowly appeared, his presence as imposing as a mountain. As soon as he showed up, Ding Yi and the others found it hard to breathe.


    "A Golden Core cultivator just fled towards the outskirts of the Yin Soul Mountain Range, seems the very Uncle Master Xiao you speak of. You four fools, left behind as bait, unaware and pitiful indeed," Bai Jinkun laughed heartily, his words dripping with scorn.


    Ding Yi and the others were wide-eyed with disbelief. The prodigy of the Golden Phoenix Sect, known for slaying demonic cultivators, had abandoned them to escape alone? In the eyes of Xiao Tianjiao, they were merely bait to delay the pursuers of the Myriad Souls Sect?


    "No, I refuse to believe it! Uncle Master Xiao isn''t that kind of person!" Tang Feng''s face paled, and her composure lost.


    Ding Yi and Zhao Rong felt the same. Soon after, they were captured by the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Myriad Souls Sect.


    "Take them back. These two female cultivators will make fine cauldrons," Bai Jinkun sneered sinisterly.


    "Yes," the cultivators nodded respectfully.


    Bai Jinkun watched Chu Xuan leave, his expression a mix of amusement and intrigue. "Although Xiao Tianjiao is just a newly advanced Golden Core, he''s no easy target. Junior Brother Lin, can you kill him? Just don''t end up being killed by Xiao Tianjiao instead. Heh, it would be best if they both end up injured, then Black Evil Peak will be mine," Bai Jinkun''s eyes gleamed dangerously.


    He had previously encountered Xiao Tianjiao and recognized his aura. He had intentionally sent his junior brother to pursue him, not going himself.


    He knew well that Xiao Tianjiao, as the beloved descendant of Golden Phoenix Sect''s Nascent Soul elder, carried several trump cards. By sending Chu Xuan after him, perhaps he could force Xiao Tianjiao to reveal some of those cards.


    When the moment was right, he would appear and reap the benefits like a fisherman.


    Meanwhile, Chu Xuan swiftly navigated through the dense mountain forest. His escaping technique, the Mahayana Swift Escape, surpassed ordinary Golden Core stage techniques in speed. The person ahead intrigued him with their varied skills.


    "Perhaps this is a prodigy from a righteous sect," Chu Xuan thought, contemplating capturing his target alive.


    Xiao Tianjiao''s expression gradually shifted from calm to furrowed brows. He hadn''t anticipated that his escaping technique would fail to shake off his pursuer. As the distance between them closed, he recognized his pursuer. "That''s Lin Fan from the Black Evil Peak of Myriad Souls Sect."


    "Why does someone at the first level of the Golden Core have such speed?" Xiao Tianjiao wondered. "Something''s not right... He must have encountered some fortune to possess such a swift escaping technique! And he''s definitely hiding his true power; he''s not just a first-level Golden Core."


    A sense of elation rose in Xiao Tianjiao''s heart¡ªhe, too, was not merely a first-level Golden Core. He had advanced to the second level some time ago. However, with his meticulous nature, he had kept his true level hidden, never declaring it openly. Publicly, he maintained that his progress was slow, claiming to still be at the first level.


    Confident in his own concealed strength, Xiao Tianjiao was certain he could eliminate his opponent. Killing a Golden Core cultivator from the Myriad Souls Sect would significantly bolster his reputation.


    Not long after consolidating his Golden Core, defeating a cultivator who had been in the Golden Core stage for much longer would surely endear him further to the Nascent Soul elders. Moreover, he could gain the treasures carried by his adversary.


    Convinced of the value Lin Fan carried, Xiao Tianjiao suddenly stopped fleeing. Instead, he activated three magic treasures and launched a simultaneous attack!


    A shadow also silently flew from his sleeve, blending with the shadows of the towering trees around, striking towards Chu Xuan close to the ground.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Not only does my enemy not flee, but he dares to counterattack? Excellent."


    Chu Xuan''s spiritual sense swept out, manifesting as the formidable Sky-Tearing Cold Palm, bypassing the three magic treasures and blasting directly into Xiao Tianjiao''s sea of consciousness.


    With a crack, Xiao Tianjiao''s soul was violently pulled from his body. The shadow skimming close to the ground, which turned out to be a Brain Boring Mouse, notorious for its preference for living human brains and adept at stealth attacks, was impaled by the Evil Soul Chain, screaming as it died among the decaying leaves.


    Upon closer examination, Chu Xuan recognized it as a Brain Boring Mouse, a creature commonly bred by beast-taming sects. Evidently, this man had fed it plenty of live human brains.


    "You..." Xiao Tianjiao''s soul trembled in terror. He sensed an indescribable mighty force from his opponent, a power not possible for an early-stage Golden Core cultivator to possess, a feeling he had only ever felt from a Nascent Soul ancestor!


    Chu Xuan, uninterested in further talk, tossed Xiao Tianjiao''s soul into the Sky-Shielding Umbrella for later soul searching, while his physical body was thrown into the corpse tower.


    "This man''s magic treasures are impressive; truly a prodigy," Chu Xuan mused. "Dealing with such a prodigy, I should have sustained quite some injuries."


    He picked up Xiao Tianjiao''s magic treasures and inflicted a few wounds upon himself. His robe was torn, and he was covered in bloodstains and wounds. Anyone seeing him would believe he had endured a fierce battle.


    After a while, Bai Jinkun, following the trail, arrived at the scene. He found Chu Xuan meditating against a tree, apparently recovering, but Xiao Tianjiao was nowhere to be seen. Chu Xuan appeared injured but not gravely so.


    Bai Jinkun approached slowly. Suddenly, Chu Xuan spoke, "Senior Brother Bai, why have you arrived so late? If you had come sooner, I might not have suffered these injuries."


    Bai Jinkun offered an awkward smile, compelled to show himself, "Those young ones from Golden Phoenix Sect were quite troublesome, forcing me to intervene directly, which delayed me."


    "Junior Brother, are your injuries serious? I have some healing pills here," Bai Jinkun offered.


    Chu Xuan slowly stood up, chuckling lightly, "It''s nothing serious, thanks for your concern, Senior Brother. I haven''t even used the life-saving item our master bestowed upon me yet."


    Bai Jinkun''s pupils shrank slightly, but he quickly masked his reaction. He understood his junior brother was warning him not to harbor any ill intentions.


    Bai Jinkun then burst into laughter, adopting a facade of deep fraternal affection, "Indeed, Junior Brother Lin, you have hidden your skills well; I must have been mistaken about you."

 Chapter 250: Make the most of people

    Chapter 250: Make the most of peopleBai Jinkun suddenly chuckled, "Junior Brother, among those young disciples from the Golden Phoenix Sect, there are two fine female cultivators. Would you like Senior Brother to share one with you to serve as a cauldron?"


    A knowing smile appeared on Chu Xuan''s face, "Sure, please have her sent to my Black Evil Peak."


    Lin Fan, aside from his epicurean tastes, never turned away a high-quality female cauldron. He could tell Bai Jinkun was testing him. If he refused Bai Jinkun''s offer now, it would likely arouse more suspicion in the other''s mind.


    "Junior Brother, just wait, I''ll send someone right away, hahaha!" Bai Jinkun laughed heartily and turned to leave.


    A few hundred zhang later, his expression gradually darkened. "With Lin Fan''s strength, killing Xiao Tianjiao should have been difficult, yet he managed it, surely hiding some trump cards."


    "Lin Fan''s talent is only above average; he must have had some fortunate encounter to be able to kill Xiao Tianjiao..." Bai Jinkun considered another possibility, "It''s also possible he''s possessed by a powerful being, though that''s highly unlikely. Which great power would care about a minor sect like Myriad Souls?"


    "However, I can use this opportunity... Master will surely be surprised to learn how this little junior brother managed to kill Xiao Tianjiao." Bai Jinkun sneered and flew directly towards the main peak of Yin Soul Mountain Range.


    Meanwhile, Chu Xuan returned to Black Evil Peak with Wang Hu and other Foundation Establishment cultivators. A cultivator from Scorpio Peak was already waiting there with Zhao Rong.


    "Elder Lin, this is the cauldron my master instructed me to deliver to you," he said respectfully.


    Chu Xuan nodded and instructed Zhu Jie, "Clean her up and place her in my cultivation chamber."


    Zhu Jie snickered, "Yes, I''ll make sure she''s fresh and fragrant!"


    Zhao Rong''s face was pale. She knew what was to come. Yet... becoming a cauldron was somewhat acceptable to her. Having been captured by demonic cultivators, she felt fortunate just to be alive.


    Moments later, inside the cultivation chamber, Zhao Rong, draped only in a light gauze, anxiously awaited the arrival of the peak''s master.


    Boom.


    The stone door burst open. Chu Xuan, having had his fill, strode into the cultivation chamber.


    "Master... I am willing to serve you... just treat me well," Zhao Rong said tremblingly, her fair skin blushing with shame from her humiliating plea.


    Chu Xuan glanced at her oddly. Without letting her speak further, he said indifferently, "Rest assured, I always make the most of people."


    Zhao Rong was stunned by Chu Xuan''s statement, sensing something odd about it. Before she could ponder further, her soul was swiftly extracted by Chu Xuan and tossed into the Sky-Shielding Umbrella, her physical body thrown into the Corpse Tower without any hesitation. The entire process was executed flawlessly and without delay.


    "Ha, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dares covet my body," Chu Xuan said coolly. To him, even using such a person as a cauldron was a waste of time.


    "But Bai Jinkun''s suspicions about me are growing," he mused. "Tonight, I should visit the Myriad Souls Elder, and take complete control over him. Through him, controlling Bai Jinkun will follow."


    Chu Xuan calmed his mind and retrieved Xiao Tianjiao''s soul from the Sky-Shielding Umbrella to perform a soul search. sea??h th§× N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "So, he was a prodigy of Golden Phoenix Sect," Chu Xuan discovered. "Quite cunning, too, using the excuse of ''destroying the jade'' to privately hoard the Spirit Mechanism Jade, leaving his juniors to attract hatred while he escaped."


    "He thought I had treasures, which prompted his attempt to counter-kill? Young man, you hid a minor realm, but I''ve concealed a major realm," Chu Xuan chuckled to himself. Xiao Tianjiao was merely at the beginning stages of survival on the path; Chu Xuan was a master of it.


    "However, this prodigy was from Golden Phoenix Sect. His death in the Yin Soul Mountain Range will surely enrage them. I expect Golden Phoenix Sect will soon ignite another war between the righteous and demonic paths."


    With this in mind, Chu Xuan stood up. "It''s indeed time to take control of Myriad Souls Sect, to secure my peace."


    Meanwhile, at the main peak of the Yin Soul Mountain Range.


    "Bai Jinkun, kneeling before the grand hall, respectfully called out, "Master, disciple Bai Jinkun requests an audience!"


    "Kun''er, speak from outside," the hoarse voice of the Myriad Souls Elder came from within the hall.


    "Master, this matter is of great importance. I wish to see you in person," Bai Jinkun stated firmly.


    After some rustling noises, the Elder finally responded calmly, "Then come inside."


    The wooden doors of the grand hall creaked open, revealing a darkness that resembled the gaping maw of a giant beast. Bai Jinkun seldom entered this grand hall, but he was always impressed by its immense strength and solidity.


    Decades ago, the Myriad Souls Elder had taken in an exceptionally talented disciple, even considering him as a potential successor. However, this disciple refused to be controlled by the Elder.


    Secretly, he cultivated up to the False Soul realm and acquired several powerful magic treasures, planning to ambush the Elder during a meeting. This disciple also secretly contacted Bai Jinkun, hoping to join forces with him.


    Bai Jinkun, wary of the Myriad Souls Elder''s capabilities and after much deliberation, had chosen not to ally with that daring disciple. That disciple had acted alone, and by the next morning, his soul had become one of the ghosts refined by the Myriad Souls Elder.


    Following this incident, the Elder''s control over his disciples tightened further, causing many of them to secretly resent the recklessness of the one who had provoked such a fate. "Why couldn''t he just accept his role as the chosen successor quietly?" they thought. "His foolish actions only tightened the noose around all our necks!"


    Bai Jinkun was acutely aware that the grand hall was inscribed with a powerful array, designed to be impervious not only to external threats but also to internal betrayals. No sound from inside could escape unless, like the Myriad Souls Elder, one condensed sound into a focused beam to be projected outward.


    Taking a deep breath, Bai Jinkun stepped confidently into the dark chamber. The door closed behind him with a loud clang, leaving him facing the faint green glow of the Elder''s eyes in the darkness.


    "Speak, what is it?" the Myriad Souls Elder asked calmly.


    Bai Jinkun recounted all the day''s events, concluding with, "Junior Brother Lin managed to kill Xiao Tianjiao of the Golden Phoenix Sect, which I find astonishing. I suspect he has concealed his talent and secretly obtained powerful magic treasures. He must have also seized numerous treasures upon killing Xiao Tianjiao, yet he has mentioned none of this to you, Master. I worry... that Junior Brother Lin might repeat the mistake of the fourth junior brother."


    The "fourth junior brother" referred to the once talented disciple who had betrayed the Elder. At the mention of this, the Elder''s gaze sharpened. Since the betrayal, he had increasingly regarded his disciples not as individuals but as tools.


    Lin Fan''s actions¡ªhiding his talent, concealing his level, keeping treasures secret, and killing Xiao Tianjiao without surrendering any of the spoils¡ªwere pushing the boundaries of what the Myriad Souls Elder was willing to tolerate.


    The Elder took a deep breath and commanded, "Go, bring Lin Fan to me!"

 Chapter 251: Don’t Bother Me Unless Necessary

    Chapter 251: Don¡¯t Bother Me Unless NecessaryBai Jinkun''s lips curled into a sneaky grin as he affirmed, "Yes!"


    He was about to turn around when he heard a voice from outside the door.


    "Master! Your disciple Lin Fan seeks an audience!"


    Bai Jinkun paused, then his face lit up with joy. Lin Fan''s timing was perfect¡ªit saved him a trip to Black Devil Peak.


    The gaze of the Myriad Souls Elder deepened. "Fan''er, come in," he beckoned. "Your Senior Brother Bai is also here."


    The wooden door swung open with a bang.


    Chu Xuan entered cautiously, mimicking Lin Fan''s usual prudent demeanor.


    Bai Jinkun couldn''t help but snicker upon seeing his expression. He, at least, had been inside the grand hall before and managed to maintain his composure. In his memory, this capable junior brother had never stepped inside.


    Chu Xuan''s sudden invitation by Myriad Souls Elder this time was bound to surprise him.


    "Greetings, Master!" Chu Xuan bowed.


    Myriad Souls Elder asked calmly, "Fan''er, what brings you here this time?"


    Chu Xuan pointed at Bai Jinkun, "I have come to ask Master to preside over justice! The proud Xiao Tianjiao was slain by me, yet Senior Brother Bai has seized my treasure. Moreover, he came to you ahead of time, obviously to distort the truth! Master, you mustn''t believe him!"


    Bai Jinkun''s eyes widened in disbelief. He hadn''t expected Chu Xuan to accuse him of twisting the truth right off the bat.


    Myriad Souls Elder was momentarily taken aback. Both disciples stood their ground, looking to him for justice.


    In that moment of distraction, Chu Xuan struck like thunder.


    Two Arms and Four Arms soared out from the Sky-Shielding Umbrella. Five life-bound ghost artifacts hurtled towards Myriad Souls Elder.


    Hu moved like a flash, swooping down like an eagle capturing a chick, and snatched Bai Jinkun single-handedly, tucking him under his arm. Bai Jinkun''s chest nearly caved in from the pressure.


    Myriad Souls Elder faced the fierce assault of two ghost kings, thrown into a panic.


    Chu Xuan''s spiritual sense, concentrated into the Sky-Tearing Cold Palm, was particularly ferocious. It shot straight at Myriad Souls Elder!


    Caught off guard by this sudden attack, Myriad Souls Elder and Bai Jinkun were overwhelmed.


    Bai Jinkun, merely a Golden Core cultivator, was easily subdued by Hu.


    Myriad Souls Elder, attacked simultaneously by two ghost kings, was utterly flustered.


    Chu Xuan''s sudden spiritual attack left him speechless. It was overpoweringly strong¡ªfar surpassing his own capabilities!


    In the blink of an eye, Myriad Souls Elder was left feeble and collapsed on the ground.


    Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow in surprise. He had thought the Nascent Soul elder of the Wanhun Sect would be formidable. Yet, he turned out to be merely for show.


    His realm seemed to be the fourth level of the Nascent Soul, but his strength was merely at the second. Even his life-bound magic treasure was full of cracks.


    Struck by Chu Xuan''s Sky-Tearing Cold Palm, it shattered instantly.


    "It''s too dark, why not light the place?" Chu Xuan remarked as he casually released a stream of Blood Evil Yin Fire, instantly illuminating the grand hall.


    He quickly surveyed the situation inside. Surprisingly, the hall was impeccably clean, furnished only with a set of cold jade furniture and a bed.


    Myriad Souls Elder appeared emaciated and skeletal, as if a gust of wind could carry him away, lacking any semblance of the aura expected from a Nascent Soul cultivator.


    Myriad Souls Elder looked at Chu Xuan incredulously. After a moment, he slowly knelt down, "Fellow daoist, I am Wan Hun, please, spare my life. I will be eternally grateful."


    Lin Fan, no matter how powerful, could not have reached the Nascent Soul phase in such a short time, nor could he control two ghost kings and a corpse king. The only possibility was that this person was not Lin Fan but a Nascent Soul cultivator far superior to him.


    Bai Jinkun''s complexion turned ashen, nearly collapsing on the spot.


    Chu Xuan gave a faint smile, "You''re quite perceptive."


    "Swallow this," he said as he tossed over a bee egg.


    Myriad Souls Elder managed a bitter smile and obeyed. He scanned his entire body with his spiritual sense but couldn''t detect the bee egg at all, which made his expression turn grim.


    Chu Xuan then said lightly, "The gu insect will hide in places you cannot find and will not affect your cultivation."


    The Blood Bee Queen, having consumed vast amounts of nether crocodile blood and flesh, had hatched a new breed of bee. The type injected into Myriad Souls Elder was known as the Hidden Bee. Once inside a body, unless aided by a Deity Transformation stage cultivator, they were impossible to locate.


    At Chu Xuan''s command, the Hidden Bees would immediately hatch and voraciously consume the cultivator''s flesh, rapidly forming thousands within the body and leaving nothing but a hollow shell.


    Myriad Souls Elder sighed deeply, "I understand, Master. Command as you wish."


    He resigned himself to his fate, "Everything as before," Chu Xuan stated calmly. "I want to cultivate; don''t bother me unless necessary."


    Myriad Souls Elder was startled, "Is that all?" He had expected his new master to demand relentless collection of various cultivation resources to satisfy a greedy desire. Was the request really so simple and straightforward?


    "Can you not even manage that?" Chu Xuan looked at him coldly.


    Myriad Souls Elder nodded vigorously, "It can be done, it can be done! Rest assured, Master, your cultivation will not be disturbed in the slightest!"


    Chu Xuan continued, "Also, unless necessary, do not involve yourself in any disputes. If I need any treasures, I will send you a command."


    "Understood, understood," Myriad Souls Elder nodded again, a smart man grasping his new reality.


    Chu Xuan strode out of the grand hall, stepping under the pristine moonlight that washed over his face. Once again, he adopted the careful and prudent demeanor of Lin Fan.


    The formidable presence of the Nascent Soul cultivator who had just suppressed everything with thunderous might seemed to vanish without a trace. The dramatic shift in aura left both Myriad Souls Elder and Bai Jinkun stunned.


    Turning back to the hall, Chu Xuan bowed respectfully, "Master, your disciple takes his leave."


    Myriad Souls Elder managed a wry smile, "Go then¡­" sea??h th§× NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Chu Xuan cast a glance at the dazed Bai Jinkun and offered a warm smile, "Senior Brother Bai, aren''t you leaving? What are you waiting for?"


    Jolted back to reality, Bai Jinkun replied, "Yes! I''m leaving now!" He walked out of the hall in a daze, only to find Chu Xuan had already disappeared.


    Reflecting on the past few years, Bai Jinkun felt a shiver down his spine and involuntarily swallowed his saliva. When had Lin Fan been replaced by this Nascent Soul powerhouse? He probably had encountered this Nascent Soul cultivator long ago without realizing what had happened.


    "I often looked down on Lin Fan, thinking his talents were mediocre. He hadn''t advanced to the second level of Golden Core for so many years¡­"


    "I sent Lin Fan after Xiao Tianjiao, hoping to use him to exhaust Xiao''s defenses and then reap the benefits myself¡­"


    "Thankfully, I didn''t rashly approach him. Now that I think about it, a moment''s impulse back then could have led to my beheading."


    The more Bai Jinkun thought about it, the more panicked he became. After a while, he chuckled bitterly again, "My celebration for advancing from the sixth to the seventh level of the Golden Core was attended by a Nascent Soul cultivator, who even brought a modest gift and congratulated me with humble respect¡­"


    He looked up at the sparse stars, "Just by that alone, I might be the first in history, huh?"

 Chapter 252: Is There Any Way to Make Them Take Action?

    Chapter 252: Is There Any Way to Make Them Take Action?"After this, the Myriad Souls Sect will be under my control," Chu Xuan declared with a slight smile upon returning to Black Devil Peak. He had originally planned to rest and recuperate within the Myriad Souls Sect.


    If the elders of the sect, including the Myriad Souls Elder, had not pressed him too urgently, he would have continued to mingle under the guise of Lin Fan. Now, having personally intervened and planted a Gu insect in the Myriad Souls Elder, it was an act of desperation.


    "Xiao Tianjiao died in the Yin Soul Mountain Range; I hope the Golden Phoenix Sect won''t be furiously instigating a righteous-demonic great war." Chu Xuan mused, "Otherwise, peace will once again elude me."


    He shook his head, pondering another matter. "In this life, when will I truly be free and unfettered? Endless trifles assault me one after another, leaving me breathless and unable to escape."


    Months passed in the blink of an eye. Chu Xuan had received information about the movements of the Golden Phoenix Sect from the Myriad Souls Elder. The situation with the Golden Phoenix Sect was¡­ there was no movement at all.


    Not a stir. The disappearance of a genius like Xiao Tianjiao seemed not to have incited the rage of the Nascent Soul ancestors of the Golden Phoenix Sect. The anticipated great war between righteous and demonic forces had also not erupted.


    Only a few righteous Golden Core cultivators, who had been friends with Xiao Tianjiao, stormed into the territory of the Three Demonic Sects of Wu Country, wreaked havoc, and then returned.


    This affair seemed to have been mysteriously suppressed. The reasons were unknown.


    "Master, how do you view this situation?" the Myriad Souls Elder asked humbly, "Are those righteous cultivators harboring some ill intentions?"


    Chu Xuan pondered for a moment, "Perhaps they are constrained by other matters. Have your spies keep a closer watch on the righteous side."


    "Yes," the Myriad Souls Elder nodded repeatedly.


    ...


    Soul Star.


    Since the envisioned great war between righteousness and demonism had not erupted, Chu Xuan once again turned his attention to this planet. He needed to swiftly bring Soul Star under his control and completely transform it into his personal sanctuary.


    His physical body remained on Blue Star, cultivating the "Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll" and the "Thousand Refinement Dragon Elephant Technique" to enhance his Qi cultivation and physical realm. Simultaneously, he multitasked, managing a portion of his soul to oversee the forces he had amassed on Soul Star.


    Leaving aside the two Ghost Kings for now, the number of Ghost Commanders under him had already exceeded a thousand. As for the Ghost Generals, their numbers had reached over a million.


    This strength was already sufficient to obliterate the openly declared power of both the Slaughter Faction and the Husbandry Faction. However, the true capabilities of the Slaughter King and the Greedy King remained unknown.


    Chu Xuan immediately calmed his mind and began to review the intelligence reports sent back by Soul One and the three others. As he expected, the Slaughter Faction and the Husbandry Faction were at each other''s throats, nearly driving each other mad.


    Almost every inch of Soul Star was ablaze with the fires of war. Every moment, countless souls perished. At least a billion specters and great specters had died, including over a thousand specter kings.


    The hatred between these two factions had reached a peak during this period. Chu Xuan''s subordinates seized this opportunity to strike from both sides, attacking cities of the Slaughter Faction at times, and cutting off the teams of the Husbandry Faction at others.


    They suppressed whichever side gained the upper hand, thus aiding the other, always cunningly maintaining a balance of power between the Slaughter Faction and the Husbandry Faction through manipulative means. S~ea??h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Overall, given their prowess in slaughter, the Slaughter Faction generally maintained the upper hand. Even so, the Slaughter King and the Greedy King showed no signs of appearing, as if the life-and-death struggles of their subordinates had nothing to do with them, perhaps even taking pleasure in the chaos.


    "These two kings delaying their appearance signifies a severe lack of intelligence," Chu Xuan muttered, his brow furrowed with concern. "Could these two be disciples of the Tao of Survival?"


    Upon further reflection, Chu Xuan began to understand why the two kings had yet to make their move. Both the Slaughter Faction and the Husbandry Faction were internally divided into numerous factions. It was a landscape of competing peaks.


    The ongoing war between the two factions served to weaken the insubordinate Ghost Kings under them, aligning well with the interests of the two great kings. It seemed likely that, without ever having met, the two kings had silently reached an understanding.


    "What then can be done to compel them to take action?" Chu Xuan pondered deeply, his brow knotted in thought.


    At that moment, a piece of intelligence flashed through his mind. He looked over it, somewhat surprised. This was a message from Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan, about the Ascendant Faction.


    Previously, Chu Xuan had saved Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan, allowing them to change their appearances and assume the identities of Long Yuan and He Qing of the Dragonfly Squad, to infiltrate back into the Ascendant Faction.


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan, diligent and dependable, regularly sent back intelligence on the Ascendant Faction. Chu Xuan had initially intervened in the Ascendant Faction casually, without much interest in their reports.


    Seeing the intelligence from the Ascendant Faction once more, Chu Xuan suddenly became alert. "The queen believes that the strife between the Slaughter Faction and the Husbandry Faction is an opportunity for the Ascendant Faction to rise. Having bided their time, they are now prepared to seize a major city from the Husbandry Faction." Chu Xuan perused this report with a keen interest and chuckled with intrigue.


    "The Ascendant Faction!" Chu Xuan exclaimed. "It is precisely this Ascendant Faction! No matter how fiercely the Slaughter Faction and the Husbandry Faction fight, it remains an internal matter of the soul clans. But if the Ascendant Faction were to suddenly rise and their strength surge significantly, it would certainly alarm the Slaughter King and the Greedy King. If the Ascendant Faction becomes strong enough that even the specter king under their command cannot handle them, and if they even threaten their so-called palaces, then the Slaughter King and the Greedy King would definitely be compelled to appear!"


    Chu Xuan stroked his hands together, pleased with his strategizing. Now, the only thing needed was to take complete control of the Ascendant Faction, making it a tool under his command.


    ...


    In an underground city, Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan sat opposite each other, eating their meal. Around them, the other eight members of the Dragonfly Squad were also dining. The food produced in the underground city was not lavish, but it was sufficient to fill their stomachs.


    Yun Qi remained silent. Even Ma Nanshan, usually talkative, was quiet. This was because, not long before, the queen had issued an order, deciding to take advantage of the conflict between the two factions to surface and seize resources!


    Compared to the Slaughter Faction and the Husbandry Faction, the Ascendant Faction still had a slight gap in strength. To snatch chestnuts from the fire, they would inevitably have to endure the pain of being scorched by the flames. It was likely that many would die because of the queen''s order.


    At that moment, a message flashed through the minds of both Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan. After a brief moment of astonishment, they exchanged glances, each seeing the shock in the other''s eyes. They did not speak, but simultaneously nodded in understanding, all unspoken between them.


    They trusted that with their master''s strength, he could easily take control of the Ascendant Faction. As for what their master planned to do after taking control of the Ascendant Faction, they did not know, nor did they wish to know.


    They were, after all, supposed to be dead, their lives saved by him. They were merely to execute his commands. Even if he ordered them to commit suicide, they would not ask a single question and would willingly embrace death.


    "Leader, we have hope now," Ma Nanshan said with a smile.


    "Yes," Yun Qi also smiled, feeling for the first time that the unappetizing worm porridge tasted delicious.

 Chapter 253: Is This What You Call Casually Providing Manpower?!

    Chapter 253: Is This What You Call Casually Providing Manpower?!A few days later, all but one squad stationed to guard the underground city were mobilized by the Ascendant Faction. Their singular target was the nearest city of the Slaughter Faction, known as "Grey Leaf City," a mid-sized city.


    It was currently under siege by the Husbandry Faction. Positioned outside the core region of the Slaughter Faction, Grey Leaf City faced frequent attacks and was beyond the reach of immediate reinforcement from other Slaughter Faction soul clans. Despite this, the city''s defenders had held out for three months.


    The Husbandry Faction maintained their exhausting assault tactics¡ªlaunching fierce attacks for a few days before needing to rest. This pattern allowed the defenders of Grey Leaf City brief respite.


    Atop a low mountain peak, Yun Qi and his team had already taken their positions. They had twenty squads, a total of two hundred people, all of whom were great soul masters, equivalent to the soul clan''s great specters.


    Naturally, this force was not enough to take a city. Their goal was not to occupy the city but to seize resources amidst the ongoing conflict between the Slaughter and Husbandry Factions.


    Although the Slaughter Faction delighted in killing, they also needed to nurture some soul beasts for sustenance. By capturing these soul beasts, the Ascendant Faction could continue to survive a bit longer.


    "The eastern and northern walls of Grey Leaf City have already been breached by the Husbandry Faction; their main assault is now on the northern wall," Yun Qi explained. "We will take this opportunity to sneak in through the eastern wall. Do not engage any soul clans directly along the way; head straight for the livestock area."


    "We need to capture the soul beasts, but also pay attention to the methods of nurturing them and the seeds of superior soul beasts," Yun Qi instructed as he looked at the captains of the other five squads.


    "Understood," they nodded earnestly.


    "Ding Heng, your squad will take this direction," Yun Qi directed.


    "Bai Xin, your squad will lie in ambush here to counter any potential enemy forces," he continued.


    Yun Qi surveyed the group, swiftly assigning tasks to each squad. A subtle, unusual gleam flickered through his eyes. Under the identity of Long Yuan, captain of the Dragonfly Squad, he was highly trusted by the queen. His orders were followed, but that did not mean these followers would side with him if he ever opposed the queen. Some squads were staunch supporters of the queen, obeying Yun Qi solely because of his favored status.


    Thus, Yun Qi thoughtfully and kindly assigned the most dangerous tasks to these loyal squads. Other squads, harboring grievances against the queen, were given relatively safe assignments. This way, he could weed out dissenters, ensuring that when the time came to rally the Ascendant Faction, its members would unite under his call.


    Everything he did was meticulously aimed at flawlessly executing the master''s orders. How else could he demonstrate his own value?


    At Yun Qi''s command, all squads of the Ascendant Faction moved stealthily toward Grey Leaf City as planned. The continuous bombardment between the two soul clans at the northern wall sent shockwaves across the city, their soul techniques clashing and exploding in the air, audible even outside the city walls.


    With the Slaughter Faction''s forces concentrated on the northern defense, the Ascendant squads made an unimpeded entry through the eastern wall and proceeded with their assigned tasks. Their mission was highly successful: not only did they capture a substantial number of tame soul beasts, but they also obtained several soul beast seeds for future breeding.


    However, just as they burst out and attempted to retreat along their original path, they found themselves surrounded. The Husbandry Faction''s soul clans had filled the exterior, and turning back, they saw a massive contingent of Slaughter Faction soul clans emerging from within the city.


    Specter Kings from both factions appeared soon after, sealing any possible escape for the Ascenders. The faces of all the Ascenders paled in that instant.


    A Specter King from the Husbandry Faction cackled, "How laughable, these chickens of the Ascendant Faction trying to fish in troubled waters."


    A Specter King from the Slaughter Faction sneered, "Do you even need to say it? Kill the Ascenders first! Attack!"


    Although the internal strife between the Nurturing and Slaughter Factions was a soul clan matter, the Ascenders, being outsiders from another star, were a common enemy. Upon discovering the Ascenders'' presence, it was natural for both factions to unite temporarily to eliminate these "easy targets."


    Yun Qi shouted, "Form up and face the enemy!" He knew his master would appear, but he could not be sure exactly when. Until then, they had to rely on themselves.


    The battle erupted instantly. The Ascendant squads found themselves attacked from both sides. However, these were warriors who had survived countless battles; they understood the importance of conserving their strength.


    As the first group of Ascenders exhausted their soul power, they immediately retreated to the center to recuperate, allowing the second wave to take over the defense. This rotation continued, ensuring their lines were not broken and even managing to kill several great specters.


    The faces of both Specter Kings darkened with annoyance. "Enough of this nuisance, I''ll handle it myself!" growled the Slaughter Faction Specter King. His soul power coalesced into a giant spear and he launched it with a mighty thrust. The terrifying force of the attack was felt by everyone.


    Yun Qi, at the forefront, felt the breath of death envelop him. Just at that critical moment, two figures descended from the sky, plunging directly into the fray. With a clang, they effortlessly blocked the giant spear. In the next instant, they hurled their own trident with ferocious force.


    The Slaughter Faction''s Ghost King was momentarily stunned before the trident pierced straight through his body. Simultaneously, cries of battle erupted from the outskirts as the Husbandry Faction''s soul clans were swiftly decimated.


    By the time the Ascenders could grasp the situation, the soul clans from both factions lay defeated on the ground. They found themselves surrounded by a group of soul clans they had never seen before.


    At the forefront were an imposing four-armed soul clan and a serpentine soul clan, both radiating incredibly fearsome auras, powerful as mountains, seemingly capable of crushing them effortlessly.


    The Ascenders looked warily at these powerful new soul clans, while Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan, on the other hand, revealed expressions of joy.


    They had arrived!


    Welcoming the king''s troops!


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan looked around, but their master was nowhere to be seen. The four-armed figure stepped forward, and as the Ascenders watched uncertainly, he chuckled, "Yun Qi, Ma Nanshan, father says you''ve done well. You will be granted a troop to take full control of the Ascendant Faction. Your task now is to continue encroaching on Slaughter Faction territory. Do you understand?"


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan?


    The Ascenders were astounded. Weren''t they the captain and vice-captain of the Dark Cloud Squad? Hadn''t they supposedly died on a mission long ago?


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan dropped to one knee in unison, declaring reverently, "Yes! We will follow the master''s commands, take control of the Ascendant Faction, and fight for our master!"


    The Ascenders were even more shocked.


    Wait a minute. Aren''t you two supposed to be Long Yuan and He Qing? How did you become Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan? Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    And especially He Qing, who was known to be a woman! How could she be a man?


    Several male Ascenders suddenly changed their expressions. They had all pursued He Qing multiple times!


    Four Arms nodded and casually pointed, "I''ll just give you some manpower for now. You, you, you, and you, from now on, you follow Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan." He waved his hand carelessly.


    Instantly, fifty Ghost Commanders and five thousand Ghost Generals assembled beside Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan. Ghost Commanders are equivalent to Specter Kings, and Ghost Generals are equivalent to Great Specters.


    At that moment, Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan came to control fifty Specter Kings and five thousand Great Specters¡ªa significant military force on Soul Star!


    The Ascendant spectators were left dumbfounded.


    You call this casually giving some manpower?!

 Chapter 254: The Queen Is Seriously Ill, Speaking Nonsense Now!

    Chapter 254: The Queen Is Seriously Ill, Speaking Nonsense Now!Chu Xuan was very pleased with Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan''s performance. Both possessed not only strong soul power but also clever minds, making them ideal candidates to nurture. Since he could not permanently reside on Soul Star, he would definitely need a proxy to manage affairs on his behalf.


    "The news of the Ascendant Faction''s rise has been deliberately spread," Chu Xuan murmured, stroking his chin. He eagerly anticipated the moment when the two great kings would intervene.


    ...


    In the underground city, Yun Qi and the other Ascenders returned to the palace. The queen, now old and wrinkled, yet still diminutive in stature, eagerly greeted them.


    "Captain Long! How was the harvest this time?" the queen asked excitedly.


    Yun Qi knelt on one knee, "The harvest was significant. We captured over a thousand soul beasts and acquired a large number of high-quality soul beast seeds."


    The queen nodded solemnly, "Good! Very good! I have always said that the conflict between the Slaughter Faction and the Husbandry Faction is an excellent opportunity for the Ascendant Faction to rise. In time, we could stand equal to these two major factions and become the third great faction on Soul Star. Just wait a little longer, and we might even defeat the Slaughter and Husbandry Factions and rebuild our world!"


    Her face flushed with excitement, and her eyes gleamed with the vision of ruling supreme. She took a deep breath and her gaze became frenzied, "Captain Long! By my command, continue to attack Slaughter Faction cities! Our next target is Black Tree City! I give you one year to organize a thousand great soul master troop!"


    The Ascenders exchanged glances.


    A year? A thousand great soul masters? They couldn''t even muster a thousand soul masters in ten years, let alone one. Was the queen losing her mind?


    After the battle at Grey Leaf City, nearly all of her staunch supporters were dead. The few that remained couldn''t make much of a difference. The Ascenders standing here were already weary of the queen. Previously, they had been cautious because of her loyal supporters, but now they had a new backing.


    Seeing the Ascenders not responding, the queen''s expression turned sour. "Why are you all hesitating? Captain Long, do you have something difficult to say?"


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan looked up at the queen. Yun Qi calmly stated, "Your Majesty, I am not Captain Long Yuan."


    The queen was stunned. "Long Yuan, what madness is this? If you are not Long Yuan, who else could you be?"


    "I am Yun Qi, captain of the Dark Cloud Squad," Yun Qi clarified.


    Ma Nanshan grinned, "And I am Ma Nanshan. The very Ma Nanshan who was ordered by the queen to be executed by the Dragonfly Squad." S§×arch* The ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The queen was left speechless as Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan wiped away their facial disguises, revealing their true identities. The sight of those familiar faces struck terror into her heart as if she were seeing the dead rise from hell to claim her life.


    Yun Qi stated calmly, "The queen''s orders are mistaken; the Dark Cloud Squad refuses to comply."


    Ma Nanshan followed suit, and soon, other members of the Ascendant Faction echoed their sentiment:


    "The queen''s orders are mistaken! The Hundred Leaves Squad refuses to comply!"


    "The queen''s orders are mistaken! The Black Bird Squad refuses to comply!"


    "The queen''s orders are mistaken!..."


    Each declaration was like a dagger to the queen''s heart. At that moment, she felt as if the whole world was distancing itself from her.


    Yun Qi, expressionless, declared, "The queen''s mind is impaired. The Dark Cloud Squad has decided to respectfully ask the queen to retire to her chambers to rest."


    "Does anyone object?" he asked.


    Ma Nanshan was the first to respond, "No objections!"


    The rest of the Ascenders quickly agreed, "No objections!"


    Yun Qi, looking at the queen whom he had once served so loyally, said calmly, "Please, my queen."


    The queen took a half step back, but then sneered, "I am still the monarch of the Ascendant Faction! Don''t forget, I still command a powerful force!" With those words, she slammed a button under the armrest of her throne.


    Suddenly, the ground shook, and behind the throne, layers of figures emerged. Upon closer inspection, these were all ghosts!


    Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan recognized many of the figures. These were the pure soul people of Soul Star, the logistics staff who had served the Ascenders. Their souls had always been under the queen''s control, and now she was unleashing them as a powerful force.


    The queen cackled, "Take action! Why don''t you move? Is it because these faces are familiar, and you can''t bear to do it?"


    Yun Qi clapped his hands lightly. Instantly, an overwhelming aura descended from the sky. In the blink of an eye, the modest palace was filled with ghosts, with dozens of them standing behind Yun Qi, towering and potent, their soul power robust. They had reached the level of Specter Kings!


    The queen''s eyes widened, and she was left utterly speechless, "This... this is..."


    Yun Qi calmly declared, "They are just the ghosts of Soul Star''s people, why hesitate?"


    At his command, "Attack!" the Ghost Commanders and Ghost Generals sprang into action. The ghosts were swiftly torn into shreds and devoured in whole by the commanders and generals. In the blink of an eye, the queen found herself utterly alone.


    The queen, eyes red with madness, shrieked at Yun Qi, "Yun Qi... Yun Qi... I will kill you... I will devour you!"


    Ma Nanshan quickly stepped forward, "The queen is seriously ill; she is now speaking nonsense!" He called for assistance, "Someone, please escort the queen to her chambers immediately!"


    Several Ascenders, who had formed bonds with them, promptly stepped forward and carried the queen away, her limbs flailing.


    Yun Qi nodded slightly to Ma Nanshan in appreciation. The Ascenders present understood the situation and bowed respectfully to Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan.


    Ma Nanshan then declared, "With the queen indisposed due to illness, the Ascendant Faction needs a new leader. I propose the creation of a general''s position to command all Ascendant squads, with Yun Qi as our General."


    "Under the General, we can establish positions like Vice General, Flank General, and Quartermaster, to be decided later by the Ascenders," he added.


    Yun Qi nodded in agreement, "Good idea."


    The Ascenders exchanged glances, their eyes flickering with understanding. Each of them was a powerhouse from their respective planets, selected for their strength and determination. Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan had been the strongest among them even before their supposed "deaths." Now, having "returned from the dead" and effectively sidelined the queen while commanding a powerful host of ghosts, they knew what needed to be done.


    In unison, the Ascenders bowed, "We acknowledge General Yun!"


    Yun Qi nodded slightly and began placing trusted individuals in various positions. The Ascendant Faction also had assets outside the palace, guarded by Ascenders who were staunch supporters of the queen. These assets needed to be reclaimed.


    Once the Ascendant Faction was completely under control, Yun Qi planned to lead the troops granted by his master in a decisive strike!