Chapter 926
: Body Refining Breakthrough, Red Yin Monster Hunting
Chapter 926: Body Refining Breakthrough, Red Yin Monster Hunting
"It's nothing."
Feeling the concern of her handsome senior brother, Xie Qingtang sighed inwardly, carefully concealing a wisp of primordial yang energy, her eyes revealing a deep sense of helplessness.
The "Sunflower Facing the Sun" book deals with the fundamentals of her cultivation and cannot be revealed to outsiders.
Moreover, Shen Che's heart was set on 'her,' not 'him.'
"Senior Brother Shen, I'm fine."
Unfortunately, he was stopped by a Core Formation cultivator from the Wu family and was unable to investigate the truth.
"Senior brother, have you obtained any results from your investigation?"
Shen Che straightened his tattered clothes, a helpless expression on his face, and said in a low voice:
"I encountered a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator from the Zeng family and suffered a minor loss."
However, the Zeng family cultivators didn't fare well either; they were struck by my Xuanjin sword energy, and their souls were shaken.
"Nothing to show for it?" Qin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered the information he had gathered and murmured to himself:
"The Zeng and Wu families have no relationship whatsoever, and they even have a rather sordid dispute over a shop on Zhuque Avenue."
Now that the forces have joined forces, it seems my prediction was correct.
"Buzz!"
A streak of pure white light landed on the deck of the Crimson Sky Flying Cloud Boat. Su Yunni, dressed in a gray monk's robe, struck a wooden fish and passed through the soundproof barrier.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Qin."
Her gaze swept over Shen Che, whose robes were torn, and Xie Qingtang, whose figure was ethereal. Her red lips pursed, and a hint of a smile was hidden in her eyes.
As two top cultivators of the same generation, she had heard about and witnessed the entanglement between these two for over a hundred years.
"Senior Brother Shen and Junior Sister Xie are one step ahead of me."
Qin Yu took a light sniff, and a wisp of sandalwood fragrance rose from Su Yunni.
'Practicing Buddhist or Taoist techniques? And at a rather high level.'
Judging from the thickness of the residual Daoist aura, Junior Sister Su Yunni should have been able to fight against a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator and even gained a considerable advantage.
Among the current generation of Core Formation cultivators in this branch of the sect, there is truly no ordinary person.
The transformation of heaven and man, the transmission of Buddhism and Taoism.
He thought to himself, 'As expected, Xuan Yang Mountain isn't some respectable sect.'
With a wave of his sleeve, Qin Yu conjured a cloud of life force, which then fell like spring rain to nourish his three fellow disciples.
After the three men's energy levels returned to normal and their complexions became rosy, he asked them a question.
"Has Junior Sister Su gained anything?"
Su Yunni paused in her wooden fish, then smiled wryly and said, "When my junior sister started investigating, she followed a Core Formation seed from the Wu family and obtained a clue."
Unfortunately, this was discovered by one of Hongliu's close friends, and a fight ensued, but nothing was gained.
"Junior Sister, you also gained nothing?" Qin Yu nodded slightly and said to her:
"It seems that there must be a mastermind behind the Zeng family of Xiaoshishan, the Wu family of Yuhua Street, and Hongliu Niangzi."
After that, all we need to do is find the mastermind.
"Ok?"
Qin Yu's gaze shifted, and a beam of azure light descended, as a handsome cultivator strode out with his head held high.
The azure light completely dissipated, and Li Heng, dressed in a vast ocean robe, wearing a Nine Springs Crown, and with a long sword at his waist, exuded boundless and unfathomable aura.
"No need to check anymore."
After Junior Sister Su was stopped by Madam Zhang, the Wu family's Core Formation seed, thinking himself safe, went to visit the Ao family.
“Senior Brother Li was indeed there at the time!” Su Yunni raised her eyebrows slightly, her voice soft and sweet.
"I knew I had a feeling that there were cultivators hiding in the shadows."
"A feint to the east while attacking in the west—my senior brother is quite the schemer."
Is that so?
Ao Family
Qin Yu frowned slightly. He was new to Xuan Yang Mountain and had no idea about the hidden strength of the Ao family.
However, Ao Peng, the patriarch of the Ao family, possessed profound cultivation and had once escaped from a third-tier high-grade demon king. In order to establish the family's prestige, the strength of the Ao family cultivators has never been hidden.
"Ao Peng has reached the sixth level of Core Formation cultivation. His ancestors passed down a high-grade magic treasure, the Purple Smoke Lamp, which has profound heritage."
In terms of combat skills, he is on par with Liu Jing, a disciple of the Jade Radiance Grand Master, and Wei Jingze of the Treasure Ship Workshop. In Dayun, he can be called a Grand Master-level True Person.
"Faced with such cultivators, the five of us combined could barely put up a fight, not to mention that the Ao family openly has three Core Formation True Persons."
"Let's test the waters first." Li Heng's eyes brightened slightly, and the Heaven-Shattering Banner in his sleeve swelled with the sound of surging tides.
"Master is in seclusion, so please don't disturb his cultivation with such a trivial matter. However, we can ask Uncle Seven Precepts to lend a hand."
"That's feasible," Qin Yu replied in a low voice. "Huitong Ancient City connects all directions, so finding some beautiful women will be easy then."
At the highest point of the treasure ship, the Crimson Cloud Pavilion was surrounded by blue ripples, which occasionally transformed into a blue lotus.
"Buzz!"
The Yuan Yu Furnace vibrated, and the red essence and blood vapor steamed, creating waves of heat.
The spiritual diagram on the furnace wall shone brightly, transforming into a fisherman casting his net on a lone boat, a woodcutter chopping wood in the forest, and an old farmer cultivating the spiritual fields.
"Shoot!"
As Fang Yi refined the last wisp of the Demon King's blood essence, his bones cracked and creaked, and faint sounds of dragon roars and tiger howls echoed around him.
"The Body Refinement Path, Third Grade, Mid-level." A doubt in his heart was resolved, and he murmured softly, "As expected, my prediction was correct."
When the Four-Nine Mysterious Technique was being deduced, my Uncle-Master Tianque observed my Qi and meridians, and it was tailor-made for me.
No wonder Huo Zhao, with his Golden Bone Dao Body, used ten kinds of third-grade precious materials in his cultivation, yet only managed to achieve a first or second-grade Golden Core.
When Master Tianque deduced the cultivation technique, he had already used Huo Zhao as a sacrifice.
"Grumpy"
Fang Yi clenched his five fingers loosely, without activating any magical power, but the continuous blood energy spread and transformed into a blood-red lake in the pavilion.
The lake was bottomless, surrounded by an aura of slaughter, and a crimson lotus seed could be vaguely seen taking shape, sprouting branches.
"Blood Lake Domain"
"Clang!"
The Void Realm's withered and flourishing banner fluttered, surrounded by wisps of corpse energy, which transformed into an ancient and simple killing sword, quietly floating in the air.
"The Three Yin God-Slaying Sword!"
"Gurgle!"
The silver-white beast, which was refining the tortoise shell, glanced at it, and then its round body trembled, and its silver hairs stood up like needles.
A chilling killing intent enveloped the body, and in just a moment, Qi Jie felt a dull ache in his chest, and a sharp roar erupted.
"Roar!"
A hazy beastly figure appeared, unleashing its killing intent, and she hurriedly spoke.
"Master, please don't joke. Xiaoqi really can't withstand such fierce supernatural powers!"
"As expected of the True Spirit Heavenly Peng Beast bloodline, its divine senses are so sharp."
"My supernatural power is contained within its inner energy; even a Core Formation cultivator would find it ordinary."
With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Yi sent the Three Yin God-Slaying Sword dissipating into a dark aura.
He pondered to himself: 'Using the essence of blood and qi as the bone, and drawing upon the withered Daoist rhyme to activate the Three Yin God-Slaying Sword, it could possess eighty percent of the killing power of his previous life.'
This life's foundation is far superior to that of the previous life, and there is no fear of the backlash from the dark and malevolent energy that could erode one's lifespan.
As his body cultivation continues to improve, once he reaches the upper-level third rank, the Three Yin God-Slaying Sword will possess ten times the power of his previous life.
A near-top-tier fourth-order divine ability is enough to rival Yu Zhao and Bai Chan.
'If I achieve perfect Core Formation, no Core Formation cultivator across the vast icy plains can hinder my actions.'
"Xiao Qi".
Fang Yi looked up at the small beast that had collapsed onto its tortoise shell after the Three Yin God-Slaying Sword had dissipated.
"Your tortoise shell formation diagram has been refined to its initial form, and it will need to be polished with spiritual materials."
You will accompany Qin Yu and Li Heng to the Ao family.
Although these juniors have condensed their Golden Cores, their cultivation is ultimately lacking. A little experience is fine, but damaging their foundation as a result would not be worthwhile.
Qi Jie swallowed the tortoise shell surrounded by turbid energy into his dantian and nourished it with the true fire of the earth element.
"I understand."
However, the master is truly patient; he already knew the truth from the Three Apertures Master Xu Zangze, so he must pretend not to know.”
"Why all this nonsense?"
Fang Yi reached out and grabbed the silvery-white little beast by the back of its neck.
"Master, men and women should not touch each other!" Seven Precepts struggled, shaking his limbs, his round body swaying like a ball.
A wisp of blood-red light appeared on Fang Yi's index finger, and the silver-white beast's limbs went limp, its magic power being cut off.
"Pfft!"
A silver ball was thrown into the pavilion, tracing a graceful arc.
"Ahhh!"
"You old fool, are you going to eat all by yourself again?!"
Just as Qi Jie was about to land face-first on the ground, Qin Yu, his black brocade robe fluttering, stepped forward.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
He felt a sudden weight in his arms and stumbled back dozens of steps before regaining his footing.
"Thank you for your help, Master!"
Qin Yu skillfully pulled a string of sea buckthorn fruits from his sleeve, a smile playing on his lips as he reassured her:
"Uncle-Master Qijie, thank you for your help!"
Qi Jie swallowed the spiritual fruit in one gulp, feeling the sweet juice lingering in his mouth.
She suddenly snapped out of her daze. "Qin boy, are you making fun of me?!"
You're just as ruthless as Old Monster Fang, are you making fun of me?!
Qin Yu remained calm, took out another string of spiritual fruits, and whispered:
Uncle-Master Qijie has misunderstood.
"My master's cultivation is profound, and he is also a master of formations. How could I possibly hide this from him?"
That would be best.
Qi Jie grumbled as he held the spirit fruit, a lewd smile playing on his lips.
"Helping you is not a problem."
But I want three of those as payment?
No, not five!
It still has to be.
Her gaze swept over Su Yunni's voluptuous figure, the slender branches laden with fruit. "They have to be big!"
"Uncle-Master Seventh Precepts has such strange taste! A beautiful woman with a body like a willow swaying in the wind, gentle and charming, is the best!"
"Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums each have their own charm; to believe that only slender branches can bear abundant fruit is to stray onto a heretical path," Li Heng muttered.
"You know nothing!" Seven Precepts sneered repeatedly. "The true beauty is when you can't see your feet when you look down."
What is it like to be a concubine who is as thin as a rake?
"distinct."
Li Heng was about to retort, but under Qin Yu's warning gaze, he immediately shut up.
"Seven Precepts truly understand me."
In the quiet room, Fang Yi held a blood essence in his hand, refining it with the True Fire of Withering and Flourishing.
The wisps of impurities were forced back, and the sweet aroma of flesh and blood slowly rose.
The icy plains are rich in resources, and have become a hub for human cultivators and demon kings due to large-scale trade.
In less than half a month, Chiyin has already made considerable progress.
His gaze fell on Qin Yu through the Yin Wood Mirror, and he murmured softly.
"Take this opportunity to hone your skills. Although Yu'er is quite intelligent, she is too bound by the rules of the Xuan Yang Sect."
The Ao family?
"A mere branch of the Zoroastrian Church dares to offend me?"
"Let's take this opportunity to resolve it together."
An hour later, the gates of the Crimson Cloud Pavilion were opened.
Xu Qingshe stepped inside, his boots raised, and gazed at the silent, deserted pavilion, his bronze ring on his index finger turning slightly.
"The Ao family?"
A mere Core Formation Stage 6 cultivator dares to provoke my senior brother? Unbelievable.
"He's courting death!"
With a wave of his sleeve, a furnace of heaven and earth rose, and a wisp of pure blood flowed, disguised as Fang Yi's aura.
Both being at the sixth level of Core Formation, and having shared a friendship of over two hundred years, a mere wisp of Fang Yi's aura was a piece of cake for Xu Qingshe.
Three thousand miles north of Huitong Ancient City, the vast Bizhu Lake stretches out, where egrets often land to hunt for aquatic fish.
"Splash!"
Water splashed everywhere, and a crimson and white demonic aura enveloped a gray-skinned rhinoceros king as he fled.
"Bizhu Lake was originally guarded by the Great Demon King Xuanbang, so how could a human Grand Master come here to seek his own death?"
It's still that old monster Zheng with the Ghost Head Saber, that ruthless killer.
Blood essence seeped from the thick skin of the Gray Rhinoceros Demon King amidst the crimson and white demonic aura, and the crimson and white demonic aura, which was desperately trying to escape, took on a trace of blood color.
It was merely a demon king in the early stage of Core Formation. The great demon king of the Jade Pearl Lake Black Clam was killed by a red-haired corpse king, and it had only managed to break through by taking advantage of the spiritual veins.
"Damn it!"
I shouldn't have clung to the sacred land; I should have fled immediately after breaking through."
"You little demon king, you think you can escape too?"
Old Master Zheng, his face pierced by a knife scar, exuded a sharp aura as he strolled forward, stepping on gray clouds.
"Hey, it's my lucky day."
When the red-haired old corpse fought with Qing Sui, did Xuan Bang dare to reap the benefits?
"If it were the Old Demon Qingquan here, there might be a chance!"
He gripped the thick-backed ghost-head knife with his strong five fingers, the blade gleaming coldly, surrounded by eerie green phosphorescent flames.
"Clang!"
A flash of light appeared, slashing towards the crimson and white demonic energy.
The Gray Rhino Demon King's body trembled, and its single horn fell off, transforming into a crimson and white scimitar.
"Clang!"
The thick-backed ghost-headed saber paused slightly, shattering the crimson and white curved saber magic weapon, and fell towards the head of the gray rhinoceros demon king.
"If you want me dead, you old monster, don't expect any benefit!"
"boom!"
Crimson and white demon blood steamed up, enveloping a demon core as it rose, explosive energy gathered, and the demon king's body expanded continuously like an inflating balloon.
"Don't waste it."
A childish voice suddenly rang out, and a withered five fingers reached out from the void, gripping the demon core.
"laugh!"
The crimson, chilling corpse energy spread, transforming into a sealing talisman that locked away the demon core's energy.
Mo Lian lifted the coffin, which was surrounded by a fountain of blood, and swallowed the terrified Gray Rhino Demon King, skin and bones, into it.
"How dare you!"
"Red Bone, how dare you devour my prey!"
Old Zheng's hair and beard bristled, and the scars on his face became increasingly ferocious, making him look like a demon.
He roared, and the thick-backed ghost-head saber glowed with a ghostly green light as he slashed down at Chi Yin.
A pair of clear eyes lit up in the coffin, and amidst the chilling aura of death, Chi Yin revealed an innocent smile.
"The master instructed"
"To greet you, one must first establish authority."
A fissure appeared in the blood spring, and crimson corpse energy surged out like a tide. The Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade drew a shrill arc, transforming into a ghostly blue blade of light as it slashed down.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The azure blade flashed, clashing with the thick-backed ghost-headed blade, the sound of metal clashing reverberating for miles, and the calm lake was stirred into towering waves.
"You think I'm afraid of you, Grand Master of the Corpse Path?"
Seeing that the thick-backed ghost-headed sword was being suppressed, Old Monster Zheng's expression turned solemn.
His sleeve pulsed with magical power, and a white jade skull flew out, spewing eerie green phosphorescent flames, and with a grotesque laugh, it lunged at the Blood Spring Coffin.
"Another high-grade magic weapon?"
Chi Yin's expression hardened slightly, and he did not relinquish the Gray Rhino Demon King.
Fang Yi had already given instructions: when befriending such a cultivator undergoing tribulation, there was no need for gentle words or physical assistance.
Only one thing is needed.
Liwei!
Once both sides have demonstrated sufficient combat prowess and are unable to defeat each other, the cultivators will naturally recognize the advantage of the situation.
Given the gathering of cultivators in Huitong Ancient City, there is an 80% chance that Old Ghost Zheng will take a step back and the two will collude.
"The Corpse Handprint!"
The crimson arm reached out, its plump flesh withered and decayed, a chilling corpse aura swirling around it, with specks of fire on its scales.
A withered, gnarled handprint slammed down towards the white jade skull.
"The Corpse Handprint!"
"boom!"
Two vast energies collided, and the Yin energy transformed into a snake that fought against the skull, causing more than half of the lake's water vapor to evaporate.
Seeing that he could not get the Crimson Bone Corpse King, Old Monster Zheng frowned slightly and waved his hand to summon back the White Jade Skull.
His brows relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.
"This demon king will be given to you as a spiritual object. Since you are collecting blood food, why don't we join forces and invite my friend, Fellow Daoist Devouring Spirit?"
The three Great Immortals working together are enough to attempt to hunt down a Great Immortal or a Great Demon King.
Just as the master predicted.
The Blood Spring Coffin floated in the yin energy, scattering corpse energy, and blooming with dark lotus flowers.
From within the deep, ancient coffin, a voice as tender as a child's rang out.
"Can!"
In Huitong Ancient City, at the Bishui Cave, one can vaguely see red maple branches peeking through the white walls.
Above the vermilion gate, the Ao family plaque gleamed, and a purple smoke lamp mark emanated the aura of a Great True Person.
Qin Yu, dressed in a black brocade robe, emitted a beam of spiritual light from his fingertips.
"clang!"
The welcoming bell tolls, its clear and melodious sound echoing.
"Qin Yu, a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain, has come to pay respects to Fellow Daoist Ao Peng."
Deep within the Jade Marrow Cave, beneath a purple-veined maple tree with its branches swaying in the breeze.
Ao Peng, dressed in a brown robe and holding a purple flame lamp, sensed the aura of a sixth-level Core Formation cultivator on the Jinbao Ship.
"Just a demon king at the sixth level of Core Formation protecting him, Fang Yi is not coming?"
Hey! That's perfect!
"Take this opportunity to destroy the foundations of Qin Yu and Li Heng, and cut off the path of these two juniors."
Don't blame me for being ruthless; blame your masters for offending the Zoroastrianism.
The benefits offered by Uncle Luo were too tempting.
(End of this chapter)