Infinite Resources: The MC can duplicate Spirit Stones, Pills, Talismans, and even rare materials daily.
Weak to Strong: Starting with poor aptitude (Four Spirit Roots) and rising to the top by forcibly upgrading talent using resources.
Pet/Army Building: Raising a mutated, intelligent Raven and commanding a legion of wind-blade-spitting crows.
Dual Cultivation: Orthodox Qi Refining on the surface, Demonic Blood Refining in the shadows.
Cautious Protagonist: Smart, low-key (“Gou” style), and decisive when threatened. No naive mercy.
【Synopsis】 Han Yu was a bottom-tier Handyman Disciple in Wanchun Valley, destined to toil in the Spirit Fields until old age with his poor Four Spirit Roots aptitude. That is, until he discovered a mysterious power in his right hand: The ability to duplicate any item he touches.
While other disciples fight to the death for a single Spirit Stone, Han Yu eats rare pills like candy. While geniuses boast of their natural talents, Han Yu uses a forbidden “Spirit Root Refining Art”—fueled by infinite duplicated Blood Essence—to painfully smelt his own Spirit Roots and defy the heavens to upgrade his aptitude.
But the Cultivation World is treacherous. Spies from rival sects infiltrate the valley, and war is on the horizon. To survive, Han Yu must walk a fine line. By day, he is a humble, hardworking Orthodox farmer. By night, he cultivates forbidden Demonic techniques and commands a terrifying army of Spirit Crows in the shadows.
“I do not seek trouble, but if you threaten my path to immortality, my crows will pick your bones clean.”
【Who is this NOT for?】
Not for Harem seekers: The MC focuses on survival and power, not collecting jade beauties.
Not for Instant-OP lovers: While the cheat is strong, the MC grows steadily and logically. He doesn’t become a God in Chapter 1.
Not for “Hero” lovers: The MC uses Demonic arts (Blood Refining) and is willing to kill to protect his secrets. He is not a saint.
Infinite Resources: The MC can duplicate Spirit Stones, Pills, Talismans, and even rare materials daily.
Weak to Strong: Starting with poor aptitude (Four Spirit Roots) and rising to the top by forcibly upgrading talent using resources.
Pet/Army Building: Raising a mutated, intelligent Raven and commanding a legion of wind-blade-spitting crows.
Dual Cultivation: Orthodox Qi Refining on the surface, Demonic Blood Refining in the shadows.
Cautious Protagonist: Smart, low-key (“Gou” style), and decisive when threatened. No naive mercy.
【Synopsis】 Han Yu was a bottom-tier Handyman Disciple in Wanchun Valley, destined to toil in the Spirit Fields until old age with his poor Four Spirit Roots aptitude. That is, until he discovered a mysterious power in his right hand: The ability to duplicate any item he touches.
While other disciples fight to the death for a single Spirit Stone, Han Yu eats rare pills like candy. While geniuses boast of their natural talents, Han Yu uses a forbidden “Spirit Root Refining Art”—fueled by infinite duplicated Blood Essence—to painfully smelt his own Spirit Roots and defy the heavens to upgrade his aptitude.
But the Cultivation World is treacherous. Spies from rival sects infiltrate the valley, and war is on the horizon. To survive, Han Yu must walk a fine line. By day, he is a humble, hardworking Orthodox farmer. By night, he cultivates forbidden Demonic techniques and commands a terrifying army of Spirit Crows in the shadows.
“I do not seek trouble, but if you threaten my path to immortality, my crows will pick your bones clean.”
【Who is this NOT for?】
Not for Harem seekers: The MC focuses on survival and power, not collecting jade beauties.
Not for Instant-OP lovers: While the cheat is strong, the MC grows steadily and logically. He doesn’t become a God in Chapter 1.
Not for “Hero” lovers: The MC uses Demonic arts (Blood Refining) and is willing to kill to protect his secrets. He is not a saint.
Creak… Creak… The wind whistled through the forked branches of a sapling in the freezing night. Under the pale moonlight, a Black Raven swooped down and perched on a withered branch. The grating, unpleasant noise of the wind ceased abruptly. Beneath the tree, a thin, diminutive figure huddled in the dirt, shivering violently. He looked […]
They walked from the pitch of night into the gray of dawn. Han Yu felt as if a slow-burning fire had been stoked inside his chest. His legs had turned to jelly, soft and useless; he only kept moving through the sheer, stubborn inertia of instinct. Ahead, the black-robed Old Daoist never faltered. The large
“Here are the two techniques. Go back to your room and cultivate them yourself!” That very day, after handing Han Yu the manuals, the Old Daoist unceremoniously shooed him out the door. Just as the old man had warned, how much Han Yu learned from this point on was entirely up to fate. The Old
“Master Daoist.” Han Yu stood before the old man, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The Old Daoist, possessing a face as long and unsightly as a donkey’s, narrowed his eyes in suspicion. “I’ve given you no Blood Food, and I’ve forced you to feed my raven. So tell me—why is your
“Thank you for your mercy, Immortal Child! I shall remember this benevolence as long as I draw breath!” Wei Baoyu, the fourth son of the Nanli Kingdom’s Prime Minister, stole a trembling glance upward before scrambling away with his entourage. Only the Old Daoist, Han Yu, the massive black raven, and eight fine steeds remained
“Reporting to Deacon Fang. Disciple Li Quan, ninety-three years of age.” The white-haired old Daoist spoke with extreme caution, his voice trembling slightly. Deacon Fang’s brow furrowed. “At your age, you still wish to cultivate immortality?” “Please, Deacon, have mercy. This is this disciple’s singular obsession in life,” the old Daoist pleaded softly. “Very well.
After getting acquainted with Zhang Shan, Sun Kang, and Liu Lan, Old Daoist Li learned that private fights were strictly forbidden. He had no choice but to temporarily shelve his plan to teach Han Yu a lesson. Instead, he asked the three about the intricacies of tending spirit fields. Seeing that Old Daoist Li and
“Little brat, do I look fine to you?” Old Daoist Li scoffed, his eyes narrowed in derision. His bony fingers clamped down on Han Yu’s wrist, gripping so tightly it hurt. “So, this is also what an Immortal Master is… this is an Immortal Master… Hah! And here I thought they were something special!” “To
“Finally out here farming, are you? If you’d waited any longer, I would have had to punish you according to the rules!” In the afternoon, Steward Wang, hands clasped behind his back and belly protruding, strode past Han Yu and Old Daoist Li’s spirit fields with a cold sneer. Han Yu and Li exchanged puzzled
In the night, the large raven cawed its acknowledgement and prepared to take flight again. Han Yu suddenly remembered his low cultivation level and the strict sect rules. “Just look for wild spirit herbs and fruits,” he quickly added. “Don’t go causing trouble in other people’s fields or the sect’s Medicine Gardens.” “And from now
As soon as Zhang Shan, Sun Kang, and Liu Lan departed with smiles on their faces, the grin slid right off Old Daoist Li’s face. He sighed heavily, slumping into the chair before the table, his appetite completely gone. “Little Brat, tell me… is a man’s fate carved in stone by the Heavens?” He stared
“Senior Brother Sun, you must be close to breaking through to the third layer of Qi Refining, right?” Han Yu asked as Sun Kang prepared to leave. Sun Kang’s face lit up with anticipation. “If the Spirit Rice holds out… another half year should do it!” He paused, adding, “Oh, right. In a month, our
“Little Brat, you have a long life ahead of you. You can’t understand the fear gnawing at this old Daoist’s heart.” Old Daoist Li, over ninety years old, had clung to existence for the past few years solely by relying on the Blood Refining Art—a Pseudo-Immortal Method—and consuming Blood Food. “How much longer I can
“An opportunity to earn Spirit Stones?” Han Yu looked at him, puzzled. Old Daoist Li leaned in close, his long, mule-like face contorted with conspiracy. He lowered his voice to a raspy whisper. “Those damned beasts are strutting around right under our noses. During the day, we can’t do much without drawing attention. But at
Han Yu returned to his humble stone hut, still catching his breath. Before he could even sit down, two crows—one large, one small—darted into the room like streaks of black lightning. The larger crow landed gracefully in front of him, lowering its glossy black head. It gently opened its sharp beak, and a verdant twig
Han Yu listened to Sun Kang, thinking that Senior Brother Sun was truly a warm-hearted and trustworthy man. “No need for now, Senior Brother Sun. I didn’t see any Spirit-Stealing Rats when I checked the fields today.” “Maybe they’ve moved on,” Sun Kang said. “Let’s hope they don’t come back. With your situation and Li
Han Yu opened the door and froze. Old Man Li’s gray robe was drenched in blood. His face was gaunt, his eyes sunken deep into their sockets, and he looked far more haggard than usual. “Master Daoist, what happened to you?” “I ran into some starving ghosts looking for a payday!” Li Quan snarled, his
Forget it. There was no way to reconcile with that rat-breeder anyway, so offending them further hardly mattered. Han Yu looked at the two crows. “Take this Spirit-Stealing Rat. It’s yours.” The crows burst into a flurry of excited caws within the cramped stone room. The larger crow snatched the rodent in its talons and
The Laborer Disciples stood with their hands at their sides, listening in silence to Steward Wang’s voice, which was thick with habitual irritability. “First matter: reclaiming the spirit fields,” the Steward barked. “In recent months, two more from the Spirit Field Department have met their ends. The first was Wang Fugui. A man with Five
After condensing nine drops of Blood Essence, Han Yu realized that the road ahead for the Blood Refining Art had reached a dead end. Old Man Li had warned him many times that this coagulation method was not an Orthodox Cultivation Path, but merely a Pseudo-Immortal Method. Reaching nine drops confirmed those warnings. The technique
After their routine inspection of the spirit fields, Han Yu and Old Li set off for the Green Grain Market. As they navigated the winding paths through the sprawling fields, Old Li shared his hard-earned wisdom in a voice like grinding gravel. “If we stick to shops run by Wanchun Valley, we can breathe easy,”
Han Yu frowned as the portly, bare-chested man cornered him. “May I ask, Fellow Daoist, what exactly are you selling?” “Everything!” the fat man boasted with a jovial grin. “Just name your price. I’ll do my utmost to find whatever satisfies you. Magical Artifacts, Talismans, pills, cultivation techniques, secret arts, spells—if you want it, just
Seeing Zhong Yue’s playful mockery, Pig Old Three scratched his head sheepishly. However, when he noticed Han Yu wasn’t sneering at him, he puffed out his chest—his plump, hairy torso thrust forward in a sight that was truly an assault on the eyes. “That’s right! I do indeed possess an astonishing secret technique. To this
Hearing a thousand stories could never compare to a single look with one’s own eyes. Han Yu’s trip to the Green Grain Market had torn open the horizon of his world. Seeing the market’s scale and inner workings firsthand made him realize the rigid strata of the cultivation world. Laborer Disciples like himself were confined
Breaking through to the second layer of Qi Refining brought a richer, more robust flow of Spirit Breath through Han Yu’s meridians. He could feel his muscles and sinews tightening, tempered by the increased spiritual pressure. To his surprise, the nine drops of Blood Essence he once thought were his absolute limit had expanded. With
Moonlight filtered through the window lattice, casting fragmented shadows across the blue-brick floor. A few drops of dark red lamp oil splattered as the flame flickered, making the deep, crag-like wrinkles on Old Daoist Li’s face appear even more sinister. Han Yu listened to the man’s confession while sensing the thick, metallic stench of gore
Inside the stone hut, Old Daoist Li spoke in low, hushed tones, imparting the mnemonic for the Breath Concealment Technique and the subtle tricks of Sound Transmission. Finally, gritting his teeth, he forced a single drop of crimson Blood Essence to manifest at his fingertip and offered it to Han Yu. “The true chapter of
Zhang Shan had returned and left a letter? Han Yu listened to the news, his gaze fixed straight ahead, betraying nothing. He mused that Old Daoist Li’s maneuver was clever—by creating a trail, the old man could swiftly deflect suspicion from himself. It was a solid strategy for a clean break. “Senior Brother Zhang just
As Steward Wang’s roar echoed through the Spirit Field Department, Laborer Disciples trickled out from their stone huts and muddy fields. They gathered in the clearing, their eyes fixed on the purple-robed Deacon and the retinue of high-ranking cultivators. Deacon Lu hovered in mid-air, standing atop his flower-shaped Magical Artifact. His gaze was as sharp
Deacon Lu’s declaration left the gathered disciples completely baffled. An Inner Disciple spoke up, “Deacon Lu, just what is this person’s background?” “The Little Sky Net Sect! That lot of fortune-telling, mumbling mystics,” Deacon Lu scoffed. “The location you all searched—was it clean? Absolutely nothing there?” “Indeed, it was empty.” Deacon Lu let out a
Having pushed his Spirit Breath absorption to its absolute limit for the day, Han Yu felt the familiar wave of weakness wash over his body—the toll of tempering his physique. He immediately began circulating the Blood Refining Technique. As the technique activated, he sensed his Blood Essence slowly consuming itself to replenish his depleted vitality.
Listening to the group’s discussions, Han Yu gained a better understanding of the situation—and an inexplicable sense of urgency. If a full-blown war really erupted between the great sects and Wanchun Valley, what could mere Laborer Disciples like them do? Wouldn’t their lives hang by a thread, entirely at the mercy of others? But then,
Wei Kunyi’s reasoning was certainly novel, but upon reflection, it made perfect sense. Since Old Daoist Li was ignoring this ten-day period—a golden opportunity for Laborer Disciples to cultivate—it would be a shameful waste to let the spiritual energy in his field dissipate into nothingness. Wei Kunyi and Liu Lan arrived at the door of
Last night, the crow flock had feasted on Spirit Insects and Spirit-Stealing Rats throughout the spirit fields. Today, the results were evident: not only were Han Yu’s fields pest-free, but no Laborer Disciple in the entire Spirit Field Department encountered a single problem. On the surface, Han Yu had officially broken through to the first
Steward Wang? Han Yu’s heart sank the moment he heard the name fall from Wei Kunyi’s lips. Was she merely using Steward Wang’s name to intimidate him, or was the Steward genuinely involved? If it was the former, he could handle it. But if it was the latter… wouldn’t that mean Han Yu was doomed
“Twelve years old, Four Spirit Roots, and already at the first level of Qi Refining?” Steward Wang stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his massive belly thrust proudly forward as he questioned the boy. “Yes, Steward Wang,” Han Yu replied. To be precise, the passing of winter meant Han Yu was now thirteen.
The day of the harvest brought joy to some and sorrow to others. Han Yu, having ostensibly broken through to the first level of Qi Refining and displayed a respectable talent for spellcasting, found himself treated strictly according to the rules by Steward Wang. He walked away with fifty-one catties of Green Grain Spirit Rice—an
“Lu Yun?” “Li Quan?” Among the six names called, these two struck Ji, Hua, and the other Laborer Disciples as impossibly unlikely. Neither seemed capable of murder. Lu Yun was a lecher reincarnated. Despite possessing Three Spirit Roots and a bright future, he spent his days indulging in bizarre, solitary amusements. He barely cared about
Two Inner Disciples departed for the market to report the Old Daoist’s crimes, while Deacon Lu rushed off to inform the Sect Leader. Steward Wang remained kneeling on the ground, terrified to move a muscle. The other Outer Disciples stood guard, their expressions grim, watching the gathered Laborer Disciples like hawks. The Laborer Disciples were
After examining Lu Yun, Elders Yan and Wen proceeded to check the remaining Laborer Disciples. They conducted a thorough search of every stone hut and spirit field, ensuring no other spies lay hidden. Once satisfied, they took the two exposed traitors and Steward Wang into custody and departed. The other Deacons, along with the visiting
Go to the market? Han Yu had indeed entertained the thought. For one, Spirit Rice provided little benefit to his current cultivation. He needed to exchange it for items that could genuinely aid his practice and enhance his strength. Secondly, the medicinal potency of the Mystic Heart Fruit was waning with repeated use, and it
That Spirit Dog… why did it look so familiar? Before Han Yu could take a closer look, a young girl in crimson robes carrying a medicine basket strode over. She scooped up the white Spirit Dog by the scruff of its neck and stuffed it into her basket. “This little thing is naughty. Please forgive
Crowds swarmed the cobblestone street, surging toward the tavern like a tide to witness the excitement. Han Yu stepped away from the flow and approached a storefront bearing a plaque inscribed with “Hundred Herb Pavilion.” A medicinal fragrance wafted through the half-open doors, mingling with the faint, acrid scent of scorched herbs from alchemical fires.
Stepping out of the Hundred Herb Pavilion, Han Yu saw no sign of Sun Kang or Liu Lan. Since he still had ten Spirit Stones in hand, he decided to check the nearby “Spirit Art Pavilion” for any suitable cultivation techniques. Inside, the shop assistant was distracted by the commotion outside, where the crowd buzzed
“Little Brat?” Han Yu’s eyes widened in surprise as he turned to look at the horse-faced middle-aged man selling flower cakes. “Daoist Master?” “Didn’t I tell you? Call me Fellow Daoist from now on.” Old Daoist Li, his head wrapped in a cloth scarf, casually swept the unsold flower cakes into a Storage Bag. Han
Five Spirit Stones. Two or three catties of Spirit Rice. Three Jade Slips. These items lay quietly within the Storage Bag. Han Yu organized his gains from the day: the Common Spirit Plants Jade Slip, ten Spirit Stones, the unsold Spirit Blood Vine, and fifty catties of Spirit Rice. He also stored the Mystic Heart
Han Yu, Sun Kang, and Liu Lan were fully occupied with their cultivation, harvesting the spirit fields, and sowing the new crop of Green Grain Spirit Rice. They had no intention of visiting the Green Grain Market to join in the festivities, nor were they qualified to witness the combat competition between the Inner and
Han Yu opened his eyes, a genuine smile spreading across his face. More than a year after arriving at Wanchun Valley, he had finally reached the third level of Qi Refining. More importantly, he had transformed his aptitude from Four Spirit Roots to Three Spirit Roots. The subtle extension of his lifespan, the surge in
As Sun Kang and Liu Lan chattered about the recent news, Han Yu noted the worry etched between their brows. Wanchun Valley was their sanctuary. As long as the sect stood, Laborer Disciples like them could cultivate in relative peace. Tending the spirit fields might be humble work, but it was a legitimate path to
After the Sect Leader finished speaking, a heavy silence settled over the great hall. No one dared to break the stillness. Even Elder Yan, who had been shouting in agitation moments ago, held his tongue. After a long pause, the Supreme Elder spoke. “In my opinion, we must still talk with the other four sects.
“Are Rogue Cultivators truly reliable? If they merely take advantage of the situation without exerting any real effort, we are the ones who will suffer!” Elder Bai could not help but voice his concerns after hearing the Sect Leader explain the specifics of the Exceptional Promotion Order. Elder Wen added his own misgivings. “If the
Once Senior Brother Hong concluded his announcement, the disciples at the third layer of Qi Refining rushed forward to register, eager to secure their status as Outer Disciples. Sun Kang gripped Han Yu’s shoulder, his voice lowered. “Junior Brother Han, rest assured. If I have the capacity later, I will do everything I can to
Another twenty days slipped by in a blur. For Han Yu, time felt scarce. Despite his urgency, his Qi Refining progress remained painfully slow. Even with his Three Spirit Roots, advancing from the third to the fourth layer of Qi Refining using the orthodox Green Grain Qi Cultivation Method would take a year or two
Han Yu’s jaw tightened as he processed Zhong Yue’s first few words. This girl had been dangerously loose-lipped back at the Hundred Herb Pavilion, and nothing had changed. Now, with her white Spirit Dog sniffing around him, she was once again loudly proclaiming that he carried spirit herbs. Though she seemed to lack malice—merely urging
“Who did this?” Hong Liang, now an Inner Disciple clad in blue robes thanks to his recent breakthrough to the sixth layer of Qi Refining, glared at the gathered Laborer Disciples. His face was cold, his aura oppressive. Silence hung heavy over the crowd. No one dared to breathe. “I don’t care if it was
Seeing that Jin Qi still remembered him, Han Yu stepped forward with a respectful nod. “Yes, Senior Brother Jin. Back then, you saw I was new and ignorant of the ways here, so you gifted me a jade slip containing the sect’s rules and general knowledge.” “I have not forgotten your kindness, Senior Brother Jin!”
Morning sunlight spilled across the Spirit Field Department of Wanchun Valley, causing the endless rows of green seedlings to sway gently in the breeze. Han Yu, as usual, made his rounds to inspect his spirit field. The Spirit Corroding Powder from yesterday had only appeared briefly; it hadn’t had enough time to cause lasting damage
“There were originally around two to three thousand Laborer Disciples. A few hundred at the third layer of Qi Refining were promoted to the Outer Sect, and a few dozen fled when news of the sect’s crisis broke. Now, roughly two thousand remain.” “Rogue Cultivators who recently joined as Laborer Disciples are barred from this
“Counsel?” Han Yu immediately shook his head. “There’s no need. I don’t plan to tell anyone which technique I intend to exchange for.” Tian Qing’s smile stiffened for a split second before he smoothed it over with a laugh. “So, Senior Brother Han, you are planning to get a new technique before the competition, aren’t
Han Yu wasn’t entirely sure of Hong Liang’s situation, but he had received Wang Hui’s hint loud and clear. That was a start. Perhaps worried that Han Yu was too young to understand the gravity of the message, Wang Hui added, “Junior Brother Han, I see you have great talent for techniques. Your future prospects
The Thousand Illusions Secret Art in Han Yu’s hands originated from a fallen power known as the Thousand Illusions Sect. The opening lines of the scroll were blunt: the sect had been annihilated, leaving its secret arts fragmented and incomplete, waiting for future generations to restore them. Currently, the portion in Han Yu’s possession focused
Outside the Green Grain Market, a Plantain Leaf descended from mid-air. Two thousand-year-old scholar trees loomed ahead. Wang Hui was just about to step into the market when Hong Liang called out to him. “Junior Brother Wang, hold a moment. Let us speak.” Wang Hui smiled. “Speak? What is there to discuss? I can hardly
Not long after, Elder Yan and the two Deacons returned, their faces grim. One look told the Wanchun Valley disciples everything: the Demonic Cultivator had slipped through their fingers. “Is he still alive?” Elder Yan glanced at Wang Hui, who had been laid flat on the ground by rescuers. “There’s still a breath left. His
“What?” Elder Yan, Deacon Lu, the disciples, and Han Yu all stared in astonishment. Deacon Lu and the other Deacon moved to flank Li Tonghai, boxing him in completely. Elder Yan slowly relaxed his grip on the black vine staff, ceasing his relentless assault. Li Tonghai hurriedly glanced down at the spirit sword hovering before
Night fell, and the Spirit Field Department lay silent under the moon’s glow. Silver light bathed the spirit fields and the stone hut, spilling through the window and onto the floor inside. Han Yu sat cross-legged on his stone bed. In the stillness of the night, he pondered the priorities for his upcoming cultivation. The
Stepping into the Technique Pavilion, a wave of cyan light surged toward Han Yu. The light rippled across his body—a clear reaction to his status. The barrier recognized that he was neither an Inner nor an Outer Disciple. Sensing the fluctuation, a youthful voice called out from a nearby room: “Laborer Disciples seeking entry must
“Junior Brother Han, what brings you here?” Hua Qi spotted Han Yu the moment he arrived at the Spirit Field Department’s steward office. He rose from his seat by the window to call out. Inside the office, Hua Qi was accompanied by Ji Yida and the Inner Disciple, Senior Sister Li. At Hua Qi’s question,
Staring at the two phantoms standing before him—identical to him in every detail—Han Yu finally grasped why Tian Qing and Ling Hui had been so insistent that he exchange his merit for illusion-based spells. So, this was the true potency of the Thousand Illusions Secret Art. The fidelity of these doppelgängers was far superior to
As Han Yu stepped onto the arena platform, Zhong Yue, Sun Kang, and Liu Lan all turned their attention toward his ring, rising from their seats to approach. Weaving through the crowd, Zhu San—Pig Third—also turned his head. He gestured toward the platform, addressing the Laborer Disciple he had cornered. “Junior Brother, do you see
This time, Han Yu faced a Laborer Disciple with deeply tanned skin. As soon as the match was announced, the disciple’s eyes sharpened with wariness. He clenched his hands, revealing two talismans—one held in the left, one in the right. Facing a fellow winner of the first round, the opposition was clearly better prepared. Seeing
Where there is a Grand Competition, there are rankings. And where there are rankings, rewards inevitably follow. This was one of the most effective ways to motivate the disciples. Although this event was an exceptional examination to promote Laborer Disciples to the Outer Sect, the fact that so many had fought their way to this
Whose flying sword was this? Han Yu, his opponent Bai Lingyun, and the crowd of disciples below the arena all turned their heads to look. On the spectator stand to the side, Li Tonghai stood with a smile, his fingers forming a sword seal directed straight at Han Yu. He was the one who had
“You wish to go to the Spirit Field Department? You will not stay on the main peak?” The Deacon in charge of the administrative hall looked at Han Yu with mild surprise. “Yes,” Han Yu replied. “Is it possible for the Deacon to arrange this?” “Arranging it is simple enough. In fact, most disciples are
“Junior Brother Han, impressive!” As soon as Han Yu’s plantain leaf touched down at the Spirit Field Department, Hua Qi poked his head out with a wide grin. “Truly impressive! First place in the Grand Competition!” Ji Yida chimed in. Han Yu smiled modestly. “Both Senior Brothers watched the Laborer Disciple Grand Competition. You should
Following the Sect Leader’s command, Elder Yan, Elder Bai, Elder Wen, and five other Elders dared not delay. They rushed back to the main hall of the sect’s primary peak to engage the defensive arrays. The eight Elders transmitted into the sealed core of Wanchun Valley’s earth veins. There, they confirmed that the hub of
“Let’s go.” Dim moonlight scattered across the vast expanse of Wanchun Valley’s Guardian Formation. Suspended high above the array, the Wanchun Valley Sect Leader, wearing a golden crown and a robe embroidered with official seals, stroked his three long strands of beard as he spoke. Beneath his feet, a green jade gourd over ten feet
“You!” The Supreme Elder’s eyes bulged with rage as he glared at Ke Yuan. The green vine in his hand transformed into a blur of lashing shadows, whipping violently toward Ke Yuan’s skull. Ke Yuan had anticipated this. Although both were at the Golden Core stage, the Supreme Elder of Wanchun Valley possessed far greater
Sect Leader Qi of Wanchun Valley shoved a pill into his mouth, not daring to pause for even a heartbeat. As he frantically converted the medicinal energy into mana, he pushed the green jade gourd to its limit, tearing through the sky toward the Spirit Sword Sect, ten thousand miles away. Finally, the faint glimmer
“This is improper!” The moment Ye Guxing finished speaking, the three Golden Core cultivators from the Spirit Beast Sect, Mystic One Sect, and Little Sky Net Sect objected in unison. If they followed this course of action, wouldn’t Wanchun Valley be completely exonerated? Even if they purged those practicing the Demon Blood Sect’s techniques, Wanchun
The morning sun bathed the Spirit Field Department in a warm glow. The slender stalks of Green Grain Spirit Rice stood tall, their fine leaves unfurling with vibrant life. Early-rising Laborer Disciples had already begun their rounds, inspecting the growth of their assigned plots. Han Yu stepped out of the steward’s quarters, his feet automatically
“Sacred Blood?” Ji Yida repeated the phrase subconsciously, his eyes widening in shock. “The Demon Blood Sect!” “Indeed, it is the Demon Blood Sect,” Senior Sister Li murmured. “They never refer to themselves as ‘demonic,’ but rather as ‘Sacred Blood’…” She paused, her voice trailing off. “But why are they here? Why not the Spirit
The formation was breached? Demonic cultivators had infiltrated the Guardian Formation? Ji Yida and Hua Qi felt their hearts tremble. Were they truly going to die here? Han Yu gazed up at the energy barrier overhead, which remained visibly intact. “They are coordinating from the inside and outside!” he warned calmly. “The Saint Blood Perfected
Han Yu felt his heart loosen. Though the fate of Wanchun Valley’s Sect Leader and Supreme Elder remained unknown, the sword cultivators from the Spirit Sword Sect were finally here. Perhaps Wanchun Valley would not be destroyed after all. Following that cold shout, a surge of sword light swept across the sky outside the Guardian
A crow swooped down from a branch, snatching the demonic cultivator’s Storage Bag in its beak. Simultaneously, two Wind Blades sliced through the air, cutting the corpse open once more. Han Yu emerged from the soil beneath the shrubs only after confirming the Storage Bag was secure and the enemy was truly dead. He cast
In the wake of the battle, Wanchun Valley buzzed with activity. Outer Disciples like Zhong Yue and Sun Kang made an initial visit to the Spirit Field Department, followed by Inner Disciples such as Jin Qi and Sheng Yan, who arrived over an hour later. They assessed the structural damage and brought with them the
From the recent demonic cultivator raid, Han Yu had secured a hefty haul: one Major Merit, ten Minor Merits, two cultivation sessions in the Technique Pavilion, a bottle of Qi Gathering Pills, and a token to claim either a pill or a Magical Artifact. His cultivation resources were once again plentiful. Han Yu did not
“Spirit Root Refining Art?” Han Yu stood quietly behind Senior Sister Li and Hua Qi, listening. Yesterday, Pig Third had sold the Spirit Root Refining Art to Bai Lingyun. That transaction had caught Elder Bai’s attention, leading to Pig Third’s immediate punishment. But why did the sect report this technique and ban its practice? “Deacon
Han Yu had anticipated that his Blood Refining would outpace his Qi Refining. With a continuous supply of his own essence blood, the Blood Refining Technique advanced at a frightening pace. Even after he deliberately throttled his speed, it still eclipsed his orthodox cultivation. Demonic Cultivators were infamous for two things: rapid progression and ruthless,
One by one, Outer and Laborer Disciples harvested the Green Grain Spirit Rice from their fields, their faces beaming with joy. Hua Qi and Han Yu stood by, meticulously recording yields and assigning Minor Merits. To encourage the sect’s recovery, the administration had implemented generous policies. Laborer Disciples tending five mu of fields only needed
“Junior Brother Han.” At the Medicine Garden, Han Yu met with Sun Kang, Liu Lan, and Zhong Yue. After the initial greetings, Sun Kang asked how Han Yu had been faring at the Spirit Field Department. “I’ve been cultivating diligently with Qi Gathering Pills,” Han Yu replied. “I’m not far from the third layer of
“The third layer of Qi Refining?” Hua Qi couldn’t hide his astonishment. “Junior Brother Han, you’ve already broken through?” Before Han Yu could explain, Hua Qi answered his own question. “It makes sense. The sect rewarded you with two bottles of Qi Gathering Pills, and you exchanged your contribution points for a piece of Thousand-Year
Night hung heavy over the valley. Han Yu sat cross-legged, gripping two pieces of Thousand-Year Sunkwood Heart. He pushed his daily absorption of Spirit Breath to the absolute limit. Once finished, he replicated and refined two drops of essence blood, making tangible progress in the Blood Refining Art. Afterward, he quietly practiced the Thousand Illusions
What did Consort Yu have to do with him? Han Yu ignored Pig Third’s insinuation and asked, “Are you still planning to visit the market these next few days to purchase your wives and concubines?” Seeing Han Yu’s stern expression despite his youth, Pig Third quickly bowed with an apologetic smile. “Yes, Senior Brother Han.
Senior Sister Li and Hua Qi both startled at Han Yu’s words. “Junior Brother Han, why do you say that?” Han Yu laid out his reasoning point by point. “Senior Sister Li, you weren’t familiar with the Spirit Field Department before, but Senior Brother Hua should remember. When I was a Laborer Disciple there, I
“Han Yu, for your keen observation and alertness in uncovering the enemy’s plot against the Sect, the Sect Leader has decreed a reward of one Major Merit, one protective Magical Artifact, one Keepsake Token, and one bottle of Qi Gathering Pills!” Elder Lü finished speaking and handed Han Yu three items: a green ring, a
Once Pig Third had departed, Han Yu channeled his Spirit Breath into the ring awarded by the sect. He shrank the band down and slipped it onto a finger on his left hand. His gaze then fell upon the Wanchun Valley keepsake token. He sank into deep thought. The sect clearly recognized his talent for
The first floor of the Technique Pavilion housed every spell and secret art available to Qi Refining disciples. After depositing his storage bag at the entrance, Han Yu entered. Any exchange of Jade Slips had to pass through Deacon He and be recorded at the pavilion’s stone tablet, making it impossible to smuggle anything out.
“That is no longer relevant.” Facing the Saint Blood Perfected One’s scolding, Song Wanxiong remained seated cross-legged, his voice indifferent. “In the past, your Demon Blood Sect committed every evil under the sun. Sending you to fight Ye Guxing was merely borrowing a knife to slay a man. Regardless of who lived or died, it
The protective ring bestowed by the sect was classified as a top-grade magical artifact, yet it was only truly effective against threats from the early Qi Refining stage. Its limit was defending against the simultaneous impact of three early-stage spells or two mid-stage spells. Anything beyond that would shatter its defenses. In stark contrast, Han
A new Golden Core cultivator? So soon? Han Yu was surprised, but a theory quickly took shape in his mind. Elder Lu, Senior Sister Li’s master, had previously spoken of nurturing new Golden Core cultivators and freeing the sect from external threats within a few decades. Han Yu now suspected the Elder hadn’t been speaking
“Caw! Caw!” Fresh from their advancement, the two crows fluttered down, nuzzling affectionately against Han Yu’s shoulders. The larger raven now boasted a wingspan of over four chi, while even the smaller one measured three chi in length. Infused with Spiritual Qi, their bodies had transformed; their ebony feathers gleamed with a metallic sheen, and
“Junior Brother Han, did your cultivation yield unexpected fruit yesterday?” The moment Han Yu stepped out of his quarters, he ran into Hua Qi, whose eyes widened in surprise. Han Yu blinked, feigning ignorance. Hua Qi gestured urgently toward the water vat in the courtyard. “Look at yourself. Your face… it’s different.” “Is it?” Han
The moment Zhu Laosan left, Han Yu mobilized his network. He dispatched several crows to tail the man, while others fanned out to monitor the Green Grain Market and the rumored location of the “Small Gathering.” The first day yielded nothing. After completing his rounds at the spirit fields, Han Yu returned to his room,
“Zhu San!” Hearing the shout, Zhu Laosan stood up and approached the door. He didn’t unlatch it immediately, pressing his ear against the wood. “Who is looking for me?” “We need to ask you about the spirit fields.” Zhu Laosan frowned. He was on edge, but a routine inquiry about the fields shouldn’t be dangerous.
“Junior Brother Han, it seems I’m riding your coattails to another reward.” After Senior Brother Jin Qi departed, Senior Sister Li turned to Han Yu with a warm smile. “With these resources, I should reach the ninth layer of Qi Refining within a year.” Her eyes twinkled playfully. “But knowing you, you’ll probably make another
With the Inner and Outer Disciple Grand Competition looming, work at the Medicine Garden slowed down. Taking advantage of the lull, Zhong Yue gathered Sun Kang and Liu Lan, and together they rode a Plantain Leaf artifact to the Spirit Field Department to visit Han Yu. As soon as they landed, Zhong Yue’s Spirit Dog,
Four Outer Disciples of Wanchun Valley, clad in signature green robes with jade pendants swaying at their waists, swept through the bustling Green Grain Market. They passed the reed mat zone where mortals hawked their wares and entered the bamboo shed district reserved for sporadic cultivator trade. Heads turned as they walked. Secretive glances followed
“Fellow Daoist Han, stay your hand!” The round-faced man’s eyes widened in horror. Seeing Han Yu ready to strike without a second thought—and sensing the terrifying density of Spiritual Qi gathering in those talismans, far exceeding normal Qi Refining standards—he hurriedly shouted to stop him. “I am but a simple traveling merchant! I have no
The booming voice rolled across the valley like thunder, drawing the gaze of every disciple in Wanchun Valley. Beyond the shimmering veil of the Guardian Formation, three grey cranes descended from the clouds, their wings beating a slow, majestic rhythm. On the back of each bird stood a figure, imperious and calm. The Spirit Beast
Mo Qianhe finished his grisly presentation and looked up at Qi Wanfa, a serene smile playing on his lips. “Sect Leader Qi… does the Spirit Beast Sect’s gift please you?” “Preposterous!” Qi Wanfa roared, his voice shaking the air. “Your Spirit Beast Sect’s conduct is madness! How are you any different from the bloodthirsty Demon
“This puppet… has potential.” It wasn’t just a tool for running errands or acting as a proxy in dangerous markets. It was a combat asset. Han Yu studied the construct, his mind racing with tactical possibilities. In terms of raw power, its offense and defense mirrored a mid-grade Magical Artifact of the early Qi Refining
Deacon He led the way, stopping before a courtyard Han Yu recognized all too well. This was the residence of Elder Lü, Senior Sister Li’s master. After a servant announced their arrival, Deacon He gestured for Han Yu to follow him inside. The courtyard was crowded. Twelve elderly cultivators with snow-white hair stood in formation—eight
“Excellent!” Elder Lu beamed, his delight practically radiating off him as he reached out to help Han Yu up. ” wonderful, Han Yu! You are a far more pleasant sight than that wretch Lu Yun whom Senior Sister Wen took in!” Standing to the side, Deacon He watched the scene unfold. Seeing that Han Yu
As Elder Yan Ming finished speaking, a grave silence filled the grand hall. No one voiced a single word of opposition. Having just survived a sect-threatening crisis, Wanchun Valley was in a delicate period of rebuilding and accumulating strength. To rashly trust the Spirit Beast Sect, the Mystic One Sect, and the Little Sky Net
After handing Han Yu two bottles of Qi Gathering Pills and a jade slip, Senior Sister Li mentioned the recent arrival of the envoys from the Mystic One Sect and the Little Sky Net Sect. Elder Lü hadn’t shared the specific details with her. He had merely stated that their Sect did not trust these
“Outer Disciple Lu Yun, Deacon’s Office!” As the name echoed across the grounds, heads turned. Snickers rippled through the crowd, some disciples unable to suppress their amusement. Lu Yun was, after all, notorious. On a platform to the right, a young man scratched his head and shambled onto the stage. His robes were disheveled, his
“Junior Brother Han!” Han Yu stepped down from the dueling platform. He saw Senior Sister Li smiling and waving at him, and beyond her, the stunned, ecstatic gazes of Zhong Yue and the others. As he moved through the crowd, stares and murmurs surged toward him like a rising tide. Under the watchful eyes of
“Not bad. Not bad at all.” During the intermission between rounds, Elder Lu called Han Yu over, nodding with evident satisfaction. “Han Yu, for you to reach this stage of the Outer Disciple Grand Competition with only the third layer of Qi Refining is a feat few could achieve.” Han Yu seized the opening. “Master,
As Han Yu stepped down from the arena, leaving a defeated Lu Yun behind him, he had officially secured a spot among the top six Outer Disciples. For Zhong Yue, Sun Kang, and Liu Lan—the friends who had cheered him on from the start—the reality of the moment felt dreamlike, bordering on surreal. They stood
“Outer Sect First!” From the sea of faces beneath the arena, Zhong Yue threw her hand into the air and screamed the title at the top of her lungs. Han Yu stood on the stage, the victory itself feeling somewhat abstract, but Zhong Yue’s piercing shout made him shift his weight in sudden discomfort. To
Han Yu trailed behind Elder Lu, skirting the massive bronze cauldron that dominated the square, until they reached the entrance of the Main Peak’s Great Hall. Just as they arrived, the heavy doors swept open. Sect Leader Qi and Elder Mou emerged, flanked by several deacons and over a dozen elite Inner Disciples. Elder Lu
That the combat standards of Wanchun Valley were mediocre was an open secret. Both Supreme Elder Yin Hong and Deacon Fang Shiyi knew it well. If it were otherwise, Wanchun Valley wouldn’t have been humiliated so thoroughly in the past, nor would the Spirit Beast Sect and the demonic cultivators have viewed them as “meat
“Next time we meet, we will cross swords again!” With that parting challenge to Han Yu, Li Tonghai turned to join his elders. The Spirit Sword Sect delegation, escorted by Sect Leader Qi and the Wanchun Valley elders, departed through the mountain gates. Moments later, the Wanchun Valley leadership returned to the Main Peak. Elder
Early the next morning, Han Yu accompanied Senior Sister Li Yunxia to the Main Peak once again. Today marked the start of the Inner Disciple Grand Competition, and Senior Sister Li had signed up to test her mettle. However, the hierarchy within the Inner Sect was rigid. There were several disciples stuck at the peak
Restrictions were merely hurdles; the door was now open. With the sect’s official permission secured, Han Yu wasted no time. He retrieved the jade slip for the Beast Heart Psychic Pact and began his study. The first step of the Beast Heart Psychic Pact was the inscription of the Contract Seal. For any disciple of
Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range. The Spirit Beast Immortal Sect. A procession of figures walked slowly along a mountain path paved with blood-patterned stones. The path wound its way up the slopes of Crouching Dragon Cliff, a massive crag shaped like a slumbering beast. The red veins in the stone seemed to connect into a
The morning sun crested the horizon, its pale light piercing the cloud layer to wash over the mountain peaks. On the Spirit Field Department’s practice grounds, a crowd of disciples stood along the periphery. They held their breath, focusing with single-minded intensity on the lone figure in the center of the field. Mountain winds whipped
Han Yu listened to Elder Lü’s decree in silence before bowing his head. “I will follow Master’s instructions,” Han Yu said calmly. “I will continue to reside at the Spirit Field Department and commute to the Battle Hall daily. For the time being, I will focus solely on these duties.” Elder Lü nodded in approval.
The morning mist had barely retreated when Han Yu, dressed in his signature green robes, began his walk through the freshly harvested fields. Laborer Disciples approaching from the opposite direction bowed deeply, their voices respectful. “Senior Brother Han.” Even the Outer Disciples echoed the greeting. “Senior Brother Han.” Some of these disciples were older than
The merchant’s voice, sharp with surprise, resonated from the stiff, middle-aged puppet standing before Li Ya. Han Yu’s puppet, clad in black robes, remained motionless. It offered no physical reaction. Realizing his slip, the merchant quickly switched to a private voice transmission. “Yes, yes! Honored Guest! Should we move this discussion? The Green Grain Market?
“As for why these three sects have their fangs bared at Wanchun Valley, I am merely a merchant. I do not sit in the halls of power, so I cannot give you the ‘why’ with certainty.” The traveling merchant’s voice, transmitted through his puppet, echoed in Han Yu’s mind. “But I can tell you this:
A Spirit Beast Sect token and a Spirit Beast Bag. Through the eyes of his puppet, Li Ya, Han Yu examined the items held by the burly cultivator. A flicker of suspicion crossed his mind. “You killed a disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect?” Li Ya asked, his voice flat. “So what if I did?
The two severed halves of the thin cultivator had not yet hit the forest floor when Han Yu’s second killing move detonated. BOOM! A blinding arc of lightning exploded from behind the puppet Li Ya. The energy coalesced into a silver serpent as thick as a rice bowl, lunging straight for the burly cultivator with
Han Yu methodically consolidated the incriminating contraband from the two looted Storage Bags into a single, secure pouch. The collection was dangerous: Wei Xiaoluo’s Spirit Beast Sect Keepsake Token, the Beast Heart Psychic Pact manual, and the grisly inheritance of the Demonic Cultivator—the Blood Refining Art, Blood Droplet, Bloodlust Technique, Blood Mist Technique, and Blood
Deacon Liu concluded his report, confirming two critical facts: a Wanchun Valley Outer Disciple had been murdered by the Spirit Beast Sect, and Han Yu had retaliated by slaughtering two of their disciples and a Demonic Cultivator. Armed with this verification, Elder Lü grabbed the three enemy Storage Bags and the Spirit Beast Bag, practically
Han Yu froze. “We have to be re-examined? Everything?” “Of course,” Elder Lü replied matter-of-factly. “Every inch of your body must be inspected. You won’t even be allowed to bring a Storage Bag inside. If a spy were to sneak in carrying poison or filth, they could defile the Ancestral Tree and the Earth Vein.
“Back so soon? What is it now?” Elder Lü had barely led Han Yu to the entrance of the Great Hall when Sect Leader Qi’s voice drifted out, laced with undisguised impatience. Hadn’t they shown off enough for one day? Elder Lü’s response was grave. “Sect Leader, I believe my disciple, Han Yu, may possess
“First, verify his identity. Second, test for the consumption of Blood Food. Third, use a secret technique to confirm if he truly possesses Universal Comprehension… If he passes these three trials, we can trust Han Yu without reservation.” “Do we are all agree?” Sect Leader Qi looked around at the three Elders as he finished
As soon as Sect Leader Qi departed, Elder Bai clicked his tongue, shaking his head in wonder. “Well, well, Lu Qing. You really managed to snag a prized disciple, didn’t you?” Elder Lu chuckled, stroking his beard. “Just happened to run into him. Pure luck.” Elder Yan, Elder Bai, and Elder Mou were momentarily speechless.
Han Yu lowered the jade slip, his brow furrowed in thought. The manual was undoubtedly genuine. But it was definitely missing something. There was no introduction, no explanation, and most importantly, no specific method of cultivation. Did the Sect Leader overestimate Han Yu’s “Universal Comprehension”? It didn’t matter how talented one was; “Universal Comprehension” didn’t
Silver threads woven from pure Spirit Breath shuttled through his meridians. After several full circulation cycles, Han Yu opened his eyes. The Star Luo Traction Technique was initiated. With a mere thought, the silver threads extended outward like phantom limbs. They coiled around the jade slip in his robes—which was still radiating a fading heat—and
“He… succeeded?” Elder Bai’s expression shifted from confusion to sheer shock, his white beard trembling slightly. “Lu Qing, you must be joking. Even the Sect Leader never mastered that secret technique, yet you claim he did it in a single day—” “Oh? You hadn’t heard?” Elder Lu grinned, his chest puffing out. “Well then, allow
With Han Yu’s access to the Ancestral Tree’s earth vein officially secured, Elder Lu felt a profound sense of satisfaction. However, noticing that Sect Leader Qi and the other Elders were still scrutinizing his disciple with burning intensity, he decided it was time to extract the boy from the spotlight. “Disciple,” Elder Lu said, breaking
Following Elder Lu’s instructions, Han Yu returned to his quarters to cultivate. The three crows, led by the large one, now bore Spirit Beast Tags that granted them unrestricted access to the main peak. However, once Han Yu settled into his meditative trance, the birds grew restless. Bored with the stillness, they took flight, leaving
Silence descended over the Battle Hall, heavy and absolute. Chen Pei stared blankly at the flying sword hovering inches from his neck. His Adam’s apple bobbed convulsively, and fine beads of cold sweat broke out along his temples. Defeated… just like that? It had been less than three years since this kid entered the sect.
Shang Lu instinctively wanted to refuse whatever new gift the Immortal Master was offering. But when he looked up and saw the small, wooden disc etched with the patterns of the Ancestral Tree, his eyes went wide. His gaze locked onto the object, unable to tear away. “Is this… a Sect Entry Token?” “Correct. After
Early the next morning, the moment Han Yu stepped past the threshold of his courtyard gate, he spotted three familiar figures lingering near the entrance. Bai Lingyun, Li Xuan, and Meng Bao—accompanied by his imposing Long-Toothed Tiger—hurried forward the moment they saw him. “Han Yu, my great-grandfather told me you’ve moved to the main peak
In the days that followed, silence descended upon the doubters in the Battle Hall. Not a single voice remained raised in challenge against Han Yu. His routine became clockwork. Every day, he arrived at the hall and selected five disciples for sparring. Most of the time, he simply let the other disciples observe, occasionally offering
Eastern Sea Country. Low-hanging clouds strangled the horizon, pressing the gray sky down against the earth. A damp wind, heavy with the briny stench of the ocean, swept through the dilapidated fishing village. A white-haired man stood motionless on the shore. The gale whipped at his black robes, lifting a corner to reveal the pitch-black
“A discussion?” Ye Guxing’s gaze swept over the four Golden Core cultivators—Daoist Lingxiu, Daoist Lingyin, Qin Ting, and Xiao Wen. His voice was laced with icy mockery. “How exactly do you propose we have this ‘detailed discussion’? And what, pray tell, is there to discuss?” “We wish to discuss our previous cooperation with the Spirit
Song Wanxiong roared as he smashed into the “Qingwan Residence,” but the room was desolate. The furniture was pristine, the bed made, and the windows sealed tight. The silence was deafening—the occupant had clearly fled more than a day ago. A low, bestial growl rumbled deep in Song Wanxiong’s throat. Behind him, his wild red
“Today, this Seat has achieved the Nascent Soul.” Song Wanxiong stood imperious atop a churning tide of blood, his gaze sweeping over Daoist Lingxiu and Daoist Lingyin of the Mystic One Sect, and Qin Ting and Xiao Wen of the Little Sky Net Sect. “Do you still dare to resist?” His voice boomed like thunder.
It had been three days since Sect Leader Qi and Elder Lü led the expeditionary force out of the valley. For Han Yu, life had settled into a tense rhythm. Apart from his daily duties at the Battle Hall, he spent every spare moment cultivating behind closed doors in Elder Lü’s courtyard. Through conversations with
“Go all out? No holding back?” Sect Leader Qi looked at the scar-faced Elder from the Spirit Sword Sect. Seeing her serious expression, he nodded slightly. “Very well.” He turned his gaze to the young man standing nearby. “Han Yu, did you hear that?” “Aside from the forbidden methods, you may use any means at
“Is this… an artifact of the Little Sky Net Sect?” Han Yu stared at the seven-foot-long, silvery-white spindle lying on the table. It hummed with a faint, cold energy. Elder Lü nodded. “Correct. Have you seen something like this before?” “I have,” Han Yu explained. “Back at the Spirit Field Department, Deacon Lu exposed a
“Has a Golden Core cultivator from the Little Sky Net Sect arrived?” Han Yu felt a distinct tremor through the invisible connection. “Is he here to demand the spindle back? Or is there another agenda?” Realizing this was far above his pay grade, Han Yu immediately went to find his Master, Elder Lü. Elder Lü
Dawn broke over the main peak of Wanchun Valley. In the courtyard of Elder Lü’s residence, the old servant Shang Lu led a junior servant in the morning sweep, the rhythmic scratching of bamboo brooms against stone cutting through the quiet morning air. Inside the left wing, Han Yu rose from his meditation mat, stretching
Han Yu stood dutifully behind Elder Lü, listening as Sect Leader Qi conducted the inquiry. The past year had been a whirlwind of shifting tides and bloody pursuits. Ye Guxing, having recovered from his injuries, had traveled to the Donghai Kingdom to hunt down the Saint Blood Perfected One. However, the results were lackluster. The
“A crow and a crane are fighting?” Han Yu found the situation somewhat amusing. “What’s going on?” he asked. As he spoke, he beckoned his trio of birds. The Little Crow and the Flame Crow fluttered down to land on his left shoulder, while the massive Boss Crow perched heavily on his right. It was
Over the past year, the traveling merchant had visited the Green Grain Market several times. However, Han Yu, busy with his cultivation and heavily guarded by the Sect, had never sought him out. Moreover, the merchant had shown no signs of possessing the Qi Refining Spirit Boosting Pill. He simply continued his monotonous requests for
Should he trade with the traveling merchant? Elder Lü pondered the question for a moment before speaking. “Since the Qi Refining Spirit Boosting Pill and the Jade Spirit Berry are genuine aids to your cultivation, there is no harm in the trade itself.” “However,” he added, his tone firm, “you must not appear in person.
After reporting to the Deacon’s Office, Elder Lü escorted Han Yu to the main hall to brief Sect Leader Qi on the encounter with the mysterious traveling merchant. Sect Leader Qi listened intently, asking for every minute detail. He fell silent for a moment, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest of his throne. His
As the morbidly obese, ash-gray figure rose sluggishly from the coffin, a sudden clarity struck Sect Leader Qi, Elder Lü, and Han Yu. The buyer of the Thousand-Year Sunkwood Heart was not waiting in some distant capital; he had traveled all the way to the Green Grain Market. “Who is this person?” Sect Leader Qi
“The Central Heaven Domain is a vast tapestry of power,” the merchant’s avatar began, his tone scholarly. “Countless small sects and clans rise and fall like the tide. Cities, both large and small, are too numerous to list. But if we speak of the true powers—the titans that shape the world—there are the Three Great
Han Yu swallowed the Qi Refining Spirit Boosting Pill. Instantly, the medicinal energy dissolved, transforming into a torrent of pure Spirit Breath that surged through his body. His cultivation base swelled visibly. Han Yu immediately closed his eyes, guiding the erratic energy through a full Circulation Cycle, taming it and merging it into his Dantian.
Two days after his breakthrough, Han Yu focused entirely on consolidation. He spent hours re-mastering his control over his Spirit Breath, drilling until he could release and retract the energy as easily as breathing. In less than a month, relying on the potent Qi Refining Spirit Boosting Pills, he had rocketed directly to the Seventh
Han Yu had barely stepped across the threshold of his residence when a summons arrived. He didn’t even have time to close his door before he was standing in front of Elder Lü. “Disciple,” Elder Lü began, his tone serious. “The Outer Disciple Grand Competition is in two days, and the Inner Sect follows a
Before the echo of the challenge could fade, a sharp buzzing sound vibrated from the horizon. The clouds tore open as a massive flying artifact, shaped like an old-fashioned spinning wheel, descended over the Green Grain Market. Figures drifted down from the spindle, their faces obscured by gauze veils and their bodies draped in robes
Sect Leader Qi made no attempt to mask his suspicion. Standing directly before Qin Ting, the Golden Core powerhouse of the Little Sky Net Sect, Qi openly swept the Spirit Condensing Golden Pill with his Divine Sense. He scrutinized every inch of the medicinal structure. Only when he was absolutely certain the pill was free
“A mere gesture of concern,” Qin Ting chuckled softly, the sound like silk sliding over stone. “Why the tension?” His gaze swept over the Wanchun Valley elders. “This Junior Brother Han your disciples speak of… his name has traveled far. Not only has the Little Sky Net Sect heard of him, but even the rogue
So weak indeed? The insult echoed in the silence. Li Tonghai’s face turned the color of bruised iron, his gaze locked murderously on the figure hovering above him on the silver-white spindle. This wasn’t the stinging frustration of defeat. This was pure, unadulterated shame. Losing to Han Yu had been palatable—Han Yu was a friend,
Under the gaze of thousands, Han Yu unclipped the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist. With a flick of his wrist, over twenty shadows poured out like splashed ink. Caw! Caw! In an instant, the arena was shrouded in darkness. Feathers black as iron blotted out the sun like a storm cloud. The spectators craned
The slender, silvery-white spindle struck the cyan barrier and froze, unable to penetrate a single inch. Lin Lingxiu’s expression went blank. “You… you’re wearing Foundation Establishment Magical Artifact armor?” Han Yu did not dignify that with a response. Instead, he raised his sword and thrust forward. Lin Lingxiu had taken a massive risk charging into
“Well? Will you apologize or not?” Lin Lingxiu did not answer. Broken and humiliated, he only turned his head to look desperately at Qin Ting. Qin Ting’s gaze lingered on Han Yu for a moment before he smiled. A surge of Spiritual Power erupted from his body, extending toward the arena like an invisible hand.
It was impossible to refuse Chen Ying’s genuine goodwill. Han Yu knew that sword cultivators detested empty ceremonies and excessive politeness, so he solemnly accepted the five-foot-long sword with both hands. “Thank you, Senior Sister Chen, for the gift!” “I hope that with this sword, you will make a name for yourself in the Southern
In Haojing, the capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the morning mist still clung to the main streets, yet the markets were already boiling with life. The bluestone roads, polished to a mirror sheen by millions of passing soles, echoed with the rhythm of a waking city. Shouldering poles laden with dew-fresh vegetables brushed
As the sun dipped below the western horizon, Han Yu finished his daily cultivation in Elder Lu’s small courtyard. He sat back, pulling two items from his Storage Bag: the Jade Slip for the Soul Condensing Sword Technique and the High Grade flying sword he had just received. He wasn’t in a rush to learn
Sect Leader Qi’s eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the figure sprawled on the ground. “Who is this?” Nearby, Elder Bai noticed Bai Shiqi trembling. The boy had only just changed into his inner disciple robes, yet he looked ready to bolt. “Is this man the beggar boss?” Elder Bai asked gently. “Yes,” Bai Shiqi whispered,
After exchanging a few final words with his disciple, Elder Lu departed to return the unchosen Talisman Treasure to Sect Leader Qi. Alone in his quarters, Han Yu held up the item he had just secretly replicated. It was a strip of hide, merely a finger’s length and an inch wide. Yet, its spiritual light
At Bai Lingyun’s words, Han Yu started in surprise, his gaze snapping to the solitary white crane. “Has something happened to Senior Brother Hua?” The crane, possessing a spiritual intelligence, dipped its vermilion crown in a slow, solemn nod. Han Yu’s heart sank. “What happened? Is he… is he still with us?” “Let me ask,”
Chapter 181: Golden Core Breakthrough “Never place your full trust in the new intake.” Since his Master, Elder Lu, had issued that warning, Han Yu had been exceptionally vigilant. Outside of his daily duties as an instructor at the Battle Hall, Han Yu spent the majority of his time in secluded cultivation. He deliberately avoided
Chapter 182: Junior Sister, I Will Help You “Elder Mu?” Lu Yun’s voice dripped with disappointment. “It’s Elder Mu! Why wasn’t it my Master…” Yuan Shengjiao smacked his arm, shooting him a glare that warned him to shut his mouth. Elder Mu breaking through to the Golden Core realm was a monumental victory for the
Chapter 183: Merits from Numerous Battles Deserve This Reward With the consent of Elder Mu and Elder Wen, Han Yu’s entry into the Ancestral Tree Earth Vein was officially authorized. Elder Lü then cleared his throat. “Yuan Shengjiao and Lu Yun are waiting outside. They took first place in the Inner and Outer Disciple rankings,
Chapter 184: Consecutive Breakthroughs Han Yu sat cross-legged at the heart of the Ancestral Tree Earth Vein. Beneath him, massive roots coiled and twisted like slumbering pythons, guarding the spiritual artery of the sect. The air was thick with liquid light. Spiritual Qi here was so dense it felt almost tangible, a heavy mist that
Chapter 185: The Successor After Han Yu displayed the wooden bracelet, Sect Leader Qi and the Elders examined it carefully. After exchanging a few words, they dismissed him to consolidate his new cultivation base at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining. Han Yu bowed to the Sect Leader and the Elders, then returned to his
Chapter 186: Refining Body and Refining Soul “Junior Brother Han is here!” As soon as Han Yu stepped into the Battle Hall, heads turned. Hua Qi, the one-armed disciple, waved his remaining hand enthusiastically. He turned to the woman standing beside him—a beauty with fox-like eyes and a figure that demanded attention. “Junior Sister Qi,”
Chapter 187: Sensing the Heavenly Secret Inside the quiet room, Han Yu sat cross-legged, a slight frown creasing his brow. Mind power—or “Divine Sense”—was an abstract concept compared to tangible resources like Spirit Breath or Essence Blood. For a Qi Refining disciple, measuring it was like trying to hold water in a sieve. It wasn’t
Chapter 188: Senior, Spare My Life! The Green Jade Gourd hovered menacingly over the Small Gathering. Before Sect Leader Qi or Elder Yan could even announce their presence, a furious roar erupted from below. “Where did these ill-mannered juniors come from? Daring to crash the gathering like this? Do you have a death wish?!” A
Chapter 189: The Spirit Crow Cultivator “We will discuss the decryption later,” Sect Leader Qi said, his voice grim. “The priority now is to screen these rogue cultivators. Every single one.” Han Yu pocketed the two silver Heavenly Secret Spindles and fell into line behind Sect Leader Qi and Elder Lü. The screening process was
Chapter 190: Rewards at the Technique Pavilion The night was thick, an inky void that seemed ready to drip onto the forest floor. It swallowed the trees, shrouding the world in oppressive silence. Moonlight struggled to penetrate the dense canopy, casting only pale, anemic slivers of illumination that were quickly devoured by the shadows. The
Chapter 191: Unexpected Gains It was past midnight, flirting with the gray edge of dawn, when they finally returned to Elder Lü’s courtyard. Elder Lü didn’t rest. He immediately emptied the storage bags of the four captured Little Sky Net Sect disciples onto the table. Alongside the two Heavenly Secret Spindles confiscated from Li Xuan
Chapter 192: Condensing the Soul It doesn’t make sense. Han Yu narrowed his eyes as he watched Hua Qi and Qi Feiyan approach the inspection station. They were chatting and laughing, their demeanor entirely too relaxed for people about to undergo a soul-searching probe by a high-level cultivator. Han Yu knew Hua Qi. The one-armed
Chapter 193: Second in Talent Hua Qi said this, and Qi Feiyan immediately shook her head slightly. “If Senior Brother Hua hadn’t saved me that day, would Feiyan still be alive?” Saying this, she gently grasped Hua Qi’s only remaining hand, her eyes shimmering as if she had something to say. Hua Qi froze in
Chapter 194: Smooth Breakthrough “The Great Zhou Crown Prince is back?” Han Yu asked, surprised. “Wasn’t the transaction already completed?” “He has returned,” Elder Lü confirmed, stroking his beard. “We don’t know why. Perhaps he wants another Hundred-Year Spiritwood Heart. Or perhaps something else entirely.” Elder Lü frowned slightly. “Tomorrow, the Sect Leader will take
Chapter 195: Astonishing Talent Han Yu ran his hand along the Boss Crow’s newly grown, seven-foot wingspan. The feathers were as black as midnight, gleaming with a metallic luster. The massive bird puffed out its chest, its dark golden eyes radiating pride. Whoosh. It flapped its wings, whipping up a localized cyclone. The wind pressure
Chapter 196: Life Ends Here Sect Leader Qi swept the room with his Divine Sense as the group of five entered. Directly opposite the door sat the familiar black coffin of the Great Zhou Crown Prince. Attendants hurried to the sides of the casket, slowly helping the occupant to his feet. The Crown Prince was
Chapter 197: Determination to Destroy Inside Room Jia, the Traveling Merchant’s puppet avatar placed a jade slip on the table. “As a lowly merchant, I wouldn’t dare pry into the internal secrets of the great sects of the Central Heaven Domain,” the puppet said, its wooden face arranging itself into a humble expression. “However, I
Chapter 198: The Previous Owner “Huh? What happened?” The Traveling Merchant’s puppet avatar frowned, pocketing the newly acquired Purple Yang Fruits. He walked to the door of Room Yi, peered out, and returned with a grim expression. “Bad luck,” the merchant sighed. “We’ve run into trouble.” Sect Leader Qi and Elder Yan swept their Divine
Chapter 199: The Sect’s Ember After Elder Yan finished speaking, everyone in the great hall fell silent. Two Demonic Sects were not to be reasoned with, and the Myriad Phenomena Sect, a so-called righteous sect, was not much better, also unreasonable. The luck was indeed not good. Sect Leader Qi cleared his throat. “Actually, we
Chapter 200: Reunion via the Sound Transmission Shell The Boss Crow nodded at Old Daoist Li, confirming his identity. Li let out a short, dry laugh. This kid… he’s becoming truly extraordinary. Even I can barely keep up. According to the merchant’s intelligence, Han Yu—despite his poor Four Spirit Roots aptitude—had become a technique prodigy.
Chapter 201: This Isn’t Right! Han Yu considered Old Daoist Li’s question carefully. “The Sect has placed high hopes on me. Their trust is not given lightly.” “What if someone claimed you were a spy from another sect?” Old Daoist Li pressed. “Would they still trust you then?” “My loyalty has been tested through blood
Chapter 202: Not Even a Window Lu Yun stretched luxuriously, cracked his knuckles, and retied his belt. He found a soft patch of grass near the rocks, flopped down, and released his white crane from its Spirit Beast Bag. The bird looked listless. It pecked at the hem of his robe, then wandered off, clearly
Chapter 203: All Obey Feiyan “Important matters? You?” Yuan Shengjiao eyed Lu Yun with profound skepticism. “What important matters could you possibly have, other than napping?” “Really! It’s true!” Lu Yun wailed, flailing as she twisted his ear. “Senior Sister, let go! My ear is going to rip! Would I dare use Master’s name to
Chapter 204: Demonic Path Practitioners As Qi Feiyan’s voice rang out, a surge of immense Spiritual Energy flooded the room. The intent was twofold: crush her instantly and shield Hua Qi from the fallout. But Qi Feiyan was faster than a striking viper. She ducked behind Hua Qi, her index finger extending into a three-inch,
Chapter 205: All Because of Him Alone “I surrender,” Qi Feiyan said, dragging the catatonic Hua Qi out of the office. “Wanchun Valley prides itself on righteousness. Give us a way to live, and I will cooperate.” Sect Leader Qi considered this. “If you cooperate fully, we can imprison you and seal your cultivation. Your
Chapter 206: Unwarranted Disaster Elder Lü stood up, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white. “If the sect believes the ravings of the Myriad Phenomena Sect,” he announced, his voice trembling with suppressed rage, “then I have nothing more to say. I will take my disciple and leave Wanchun Valley tonight. I will
Chapter 207: Who Will Achieve Foundation Establishment First? “The seven stars of the Star Luo Traction Technique…” Sect Leader Qi looked at Han Yu: “You mentioned this to me before. Now, the Myriad Phenomena Sect equates you with the Giant Demon Star from the Central Heaven Domain, and they claim there are others determined by
Chapter 208: The Female Cultivator Steals a Man For safety, Hua Qi wasn’t returned to the Spirit Field Department. He was housed in a secure wooden hut on the main peak, near the residence of Elder Mu, guarded by a purple-robed deacon. When Han Yu and Li Yunxia arrived, the guards bowed respectfully. “Senior Brother
Chapter 209: Swear Not to Be Human “What?!” Elder Wen, who had just been complaining about Lu Yun being lazy, could no longer contain himself. “What happened!” “How could a Golden Core demonic cultivator rescue two female demonic cultivators and, in the chaos, manage to snatch one of my disciples? Can’t we even find where
Chapter 210: The Best Sect Leader Blood dripped from Bai Shiqi’s clenched fist, staining his palm and wrist crimson. “In this life, if I, Bai Shiqi, do not annihilate the Demonic Sect and the Joyous Union Sect, I swear not to be human!” The vow hung in the air, heavy with hatred and absolute resolve.
Chapter 211: Spirit Breath Brimming The council meeting had ended, yet the ripples of unrest within Wanchun Valley had not entirely settled. Han Yu packed his belongings simply. He was moving from Elder Lü’s small courtyard to the rear of the main hall on the Sect’s central peak. Since his whereabouts needed to remain confidential
Chapter 212: One Thousand Spirit Stones Han Yu passed through the chamber secured by array flags and stepped into the courtyard. Sunlight flooded the empty grounds behind the Main Hall. Han Yu intended to use his surplus Qi Refining Spirit Boosting Pills on the crows. By combining the pills with the Spirit Beast Sect’s avian
Chapter 213: Blood Refining Ninth Layer Returning to the crow breeding chamber from Sect Leader Qi’s abode, Han Yu found himself under the scrutiny of 25 pairs of dark-gold eyes. The flock watched him intently, a heavy cloud of feathers and gazes. Han Yu began by carving the Beast Heart Psychic Pact on the ground
Chapter 214: Divine Soul Limit After taking comprehensive stock of his current state, Han Yu identified two specific areas that still required his attention. Although his Spirit Breath, essence blood, physical body, and divine soul—every aspect of his personal cultivation—had kept pace, and he possessed an array of external methods like spirit beasts, formation flags,
Chapter 215: Little Sea Girl East Sea Country, a small fishing village. The setting sun steeped the village in amber light. The ocean shimmered, its surface rippling with the scattered gold of the afterglow, while waves crashed against the reefs, dissolving into silver foam. The festival honoring the Sea God was in full swing. A
Chapter 216: Depart Immediately “Saint Blood, how dare you set me up!” Tingchao City, East Sea Country. In the heart of the red-light district, the air was thick with the sounds of flirtatious laughter and lewd whispers. A pale-faced cultivator with the appearance of a middle-aged man stormed out of the rear courtyard of a
Chapter 217: The Wondrous Use of Purple Sun “I hear you are approaching Foundation Establishment?” The following morning, Sect Leader Qi brought Elder Wen to instruct Han Yu on the intricacies of poisoning and detoxification. They were accompanied by Elder Yan and Elder Lü—the former there to visit Elder Wen, the latter to check on
Chapter 218: Myriad Phenomena Disciple “A Foundation Establishment realm Heavenly Mechanism Spindle?” Han Yu weighed the proposition carefully. He had been refining his technique for some time now. If he could assimilate a Heavenly Mechanism Spindle at the Foundation Establishment level, it would indeed provide the power necessary to completely condense the ninth Star Luo
Chapter 219: Is This Still Human? Backyard of the Main Peak Hall. Han Yu had just finished feeding the crows. As he stepped out of his room, he found Sect Leader Qi and Elder Lü standing in the courtyard. Thanks to continuous selective breeding, along with the Spirit Stones and spirit rice provided by the
Chapter 220: Green Wood Foundation Establishment “Sect Leader, what’s wrong?” Seeing Sect Leader Qi gripping Han Yu’s shoulder with an expression of sheer disbelief, Elder Lü couldn’t help but step forward to ask. Sect Leader Qi shook his head and released his grip. “It’s… difficult to describe. Come see for yourself.” Elder Lü hurried over,
Chapter 221: Blood Refining Foundation Establishment As Foundation Establishment was achieved, Spiritual Energy surged through Han Yu’s Meridians like a roaring river. Han Yu’s remaining lifespan had already exceeded a hundred years; now, with an increase of another 150 years, his total lifespan approached 300 years. Within his Dantian, the Green Grain plant—which had grown
Chapter 222: Call Me Sister Having successfully achieved Blood Refining Foundation Establishment, Han Yu focused inward, sensing the profound changes in his body. He felt more invigorated than ever before. Sects like Wanchun Valley, Spirit Sword Sect, Mystic One Sect, and Little Sky Net Sect—regardless of their external differences—were fundamentally rooted in Qi Refining. The
Chapter 223: Destiny Is Such “You have a plan?” “What plan?” Han Yu’s words immediately pulled Sect Leader Qi and the elders back to the matter at hand. Even Elder Wen ceased his teasing. “Since my breakthrough, I should be able to sense the identity of that Myriad Phenomena Sect disciple, and he will sense
Chapter 224: A Lifetime Lived in Vain “How utterly unreasonable! They’ve set their sights on us and refuse to let go!” Back in the main hall of the central peak, Elder Wen couldn’t help but voice his frustration as Sect Leader Qi and Han Yu briefed the elders on the situation. Han Yu’s latest intelligence
Chapter 225: All Deserve to Die “Sect Leader, gaining unrestricted access to the Technique Pavilion is already the greatest gift. There is no need for anything else—” Han Yu had not expected Sect Leader Qi to offer even more, and he hurriedly tried to decline. “The access to the pavilion is the Sect’s reward. This,”
Chapter 226: Gazing at the Stars at Midnight “Sect Leader Ye truly cannot bear the mention of Demonic Cultivators.” By the time Han Yu returned to the Sect, Ye Guxing had already led his delegation back to the Spirit Sword Sect. Upon seeing Han Yu, Elder Lü debriefed him on the outcome of the summit,
Chapter 227: Appearance Han Yu finished his cultivation session and looked up. Sure enough, Sect Leader Qi was standing on the roof ridge again. After reaching Foundation Establishment, the number of threads in his Star Luo Traction Technique remained at nine; no new threads had condensed. However, fueled by his new Foundation Establishment Qi, the
Chapter 228: Seeking the Demon Star Over the course of two months, Han Yu’s cultivation progress was remarkably swift for someone with Three Spirit Roots aptitude. At his current pace, he estimated he would advance from the first layer to the second layer of Foundation Establishment in roughly two years. To most cultivators, this speed
Chapter 229: Above the Crow Flock For spiritual birds like the crows, increasing strength had always been a simple, crude affair: find a spiritual item and eat it. Whether consuming it led to becoming a true spirit beast—or advancing from the early to mid or late stages of Qi Refining—depended entirely on the bird’s innate
Chapter 230: Young Sect Leader After Han Yu acknowledged the instruction, Sect Leader Qi summoned his Green Jade Gourd. Together, they boarded the artifact and descended from the main peak to the mountain gate. On duty tonight were Deacon Lu, whom Han Yu knew well, and Chen Pei, along with several other disciples who had
Chapter 231: Yang-Founding Art “Junior Brother Lu, come with me quickly! I’m here to save you!” “Let’s go back to Wanchun Valley together!” A stunning woman clad in green robes grabbed Lu Yun, who was still groggy from sleep, and urgently tried to drag him toward the door. Lu Yun opened his mouth to speak
Chapter 232: Defaulting and Fleeing “Hehe…” The giggle seemed to linger right beside his ear. Subconsciously, Bai Shiqi reached out to cover the mouth that made the sound. “Vinegar Saucer, keep it down. You can’t laugh like that. If the Beggar Chief hears us—” His hand swiped through empty air and landed on the cold,
Chapter 233: Ascension Token Seeking Immortal Town was as bustling as ever. Men in brocade robes and women in mink furs paraded through the streets. Jeweled carriages and fine horses clogged the thoroughfares, while martial artists carrying swords and spears wove through the crowds in an endless stream. Months had passed since the Immortal Masters
Chapter 234: Personal Supervision Either the stationed disciples of Wanchun Valley were derelict in their duty, failing to monitor and report such a massive event… Or the intelligence network in the Nanli Kingdom had been compromised. Han Yu’s thoughts raced. Before descending the mountain, he had learned that a Foundation Establishment Demon Beast was wreaking
Chapter 235: What Need for Dishes to Accompany Wine “Who are you? Why interfere in our business!” The husband’s face darkened, his hand dropping to the hilt of his blade. Beside him, his wife’s eyes flashed with malice, a cold light flickering within her sleeve. The short woman with the green mark on her forehead
Chapter 236: The Secret of Nanli Kingdom Han Yu watched in quiet amazement as three jars of wine disappeared down Yan San’s throat, one after another. The petite woman showed no signs of intoxication or bloating. She cradled the fourth jar like a precious jewel, seemingly reluctant to part with its contents. “Since Miss Yan
Chapter 237: Blue Light Breaks the Restriction A sea of blood rolled across the sky, turning the world crimson. Although the scene before him was just an ordinary sunset, what flashed through Zuo Lingyue’s mind was the nightmare of that day on Crouching Dragon Cliff. The Sect Leader had broken through. He had reached the
Chapter 238: I Am Also a Demon Star Han Yu looked at Miss Yan San with genuine surprise. Yan San chuckled, a hint of pride coloring her tone. “Well? What do you think?” “Very impressive,” Han Yu said, nodding sincerely. He remembered when Wanchun Valley had obtained Pig Laosan’s blood-bound Storage Bag. It had taken
Chapter 239: How Am I Worthy “What did you say?!” Both Han Yu and Sect Leader Qi were stunned. “I said, I’m a Demon Star too. Is that so surprising?” Yan San scratched her cheek, grinning. “Do I not look the part?” “It’s not about looks… it’s simply impossible,” Han Yu said gravely. According to
Chapter 240: Who Dares to Act Recklessly “Miss Yan…” Han Yu hesitated before speaking. Sect Leader Qi immediately shot him a warning glance—addressing a Nascent Soul cultivator so casually was dangerously inappropriate. Yan San, however, didn’t mind. “Hmm? Han Yu, speak your mind. What is it?” “With your abilities,” Han Yu asked, “even if you
Chapter 241: Unbreakable and Unstoppable “Hahahaha!” Yan San doubled over, her peals of laughter ringing out from atop the hovering flying sword. Below them, Tang Yidao stood proudly before a single, pitiful drop of Blood Essence. The sound immediately shattered the tension in the Martial Arts Manor. Faces turned upward. “An Immortal Master is here!”
Chapter 242: I Am the Son of Heaven “This one’s useful too?” Yan San asked, eyeing the mud-caked cultivator dangling from the threads. Han Yu gave a curt nod. “Useful.” He bound Tian Qing tighter, securing a gag in his mouth. “Miss Yan, do you sense any other Demonic Cultivators or accomplices hiding out?” Yan
Chapter 243: Breaking Ancestral Precepts The great hall fell into a suffocating silence. Inner Disciple Feng Jin stared, utterly dumbfounded, at the charred remains on the dais. A random Wanchun Valley disciple had just waltzed in. The Sect Leader had inexplicably handed him full authority over the situation. And then, without a second of hesitation,
Chapter 244: A Gilded Past “Wei Baoyu?” Sect Leader Qi’s gaze shifted, finally locking onto the battered captive dangling from the threads. It was time to uncover the truth—was Bai Shiqi’s appearance an accident, or a meticulously orchestrated plot? He didn’t bother asking questions. The Sect Leader’s Divine Sense violently pierced the mortal’s mind, tearing
Chapter 245: The Adulterous Couple With a flick of his wrist, Sect Leader Qi severed the connection. Having had his mind violently ransacked, Wei Baoyu slumped against the Star Luo Threads. He was little more than a husk now, his consciousness shredded into a vegetative state, barely clinging to his final breath. “Bai Die is
Chapter 246: Reunion on the Road “Yes, Bai Die is still alive. But her situation is dire.” Sect Leader Qi dropped the vegetative Wei Baoyu onto the stone floor in front of Bai Shiqi, relaying the grim truths he had ripped from the mortal’s mind. Hearing that Bai Die had at most three or four
Chapter 247: Visage of a Demon Star Seeing Han Yu drop from the sky and reveal his familiar features, Old Daoist Li froze in sheer astonishment. He immediately suppressed his surging, coppery Blood Essence and halted the dark red Blood Droplet hovering defensively before him. “Little kid? What are you doing here?” the old man
Chapter 248: Bestowing a Talisman Treasure “What is this?” Old Daoist Li asked, turning the object over in his weathered hands. “A Talisman? It doesn’t quite feel like one.” “It’s a Talisman Treasure,” Han Yu replied. Old Daoist Li blinked. “What’s that? Does it work the same way?” It wasn’t surprising that the old man
Chapter 249: Spirit Stone Marrow Liquid “Daoist, you know where to find these spiritual items?” Han Yu asked, pleasantly surprised. “I’ve heard rumors. Can’t say if they’re true,” Old Daoist Li replied, searching his memory. “The Mystic One Sect controls a Spirit Stone production site. According to the wandering merchants, deep within their mines, there
Chapter 250: Sins of the Past “Little kid, what were you doing sneaking around in the middle of the night?” Han Yu had barely stepped onto the inn’s second-floor balcony when Old Daoist Li poked his head out of the adjacent window, a knowing look on his face. “I went out to cultivate,” Han Yu
Chapter 251: Absolutely No Forced Retention Ma Quan of the Seeking Truth Daoist Temple? Han Yu didn’t know the man, nor did he care to. What was there to discuss with a stranger? Ignoring the call, Han Yu kept his focus forward, urging his flying sword to accelerate. Seeing Han Yu ignore him, Ma Quan
Chapter 252: Suspended in the Hall Han Yu listened quietly, his gaze sweeping over the assembled cultivators of the Seeking Truth Daoist Temple. When Ma Quan mentioned “enjoyment,” the subtle shift in the group’s demeanor was unmistakable. Their eyes took on a specific, greedy glint—the exact same look Steward Wang had given Wei Kunyi back
Chapter 253: An Unexpected Encounter According to the groveling Daoists, the Mystic One Sect had indeed tightened their borders. Rogue Cultivators attempting to enter the Mystic One Market were subjected to rigorous interrogations, and any unaffiliated cultivators found wandering near the Sect’s perimeter were routinely stopped and questioned. If a Rogue Cultivator could answer their
Chapter 254: Life Is Precious Han Yu’s words hung in the air, instantly stunning everyone in the courtyard. The groveling Daoists of the Seeking Truth Daoist Temple froze, and the seven white-robed disciples of the Little Sky Net Sect stared in absolute bewilderment. Such sheer arrogance! He hadn’t even stated his name, yet his first
Chapter 255: Must Be Wary Han Yu had already decided to make them work for him, but naturally, he wouldn’t agree easily on the surface. He simply had them explain the origins of the Seeking Truth Daoist Temple and the matters they hadn’t inquired about in detail earlier. As they spoke, the cook of the
Chapter 256: The Crushing Spindle “Temple Master, what exactly is that monster’s background? What level is his cultivation?” a cultivator of the Seeking Truth Daoist Temple whispered, his voice trembling as he stepped forward. “How should I know?” Temple Master Lin snapped, his white beard quivering with lingering terror and irritation. “We were just unlucky
Chapter 257: Precarious as a Stack of Eggs Han Yu coldly raised an eyebrow. “Underlings of Yinyi Town? Do you usually just abduct people to eat them?” The Mystic One Sect didn’t even bother to clear out Demon Beasts and yin spirits, allowing such plagues to fester and thrive in their territory. The fox whimpered,
Chapter 258: I Am a Demon Sect Spy “Elder Mu.” Sect Leader Qi’s voice dropped to a grim, uncompromising register. “You must never entertain such thoughts.” “Miss Yan San’s situation is entirely different from Sect Leader Ye’s. The title of Giant Demon Star was forcefully strapped to her by the Myriad Phenomena Sect. In truth,
Chapter 259: Heaven’s Will Is So A spy for the Demonic Sects of the Central Heaven Domain? The Little Sky Net Sect disciples froze, exchanging bewildered glances. How had they stumbled across yet another operative from a Central Heaven Domain behemoth in the middle of nowhere? A Foundation Establishment cultivator frowned, his grip tightening on
Chapter 260: Yang Building Breakthrough The door to a lavish pavilion on the Joyous Union Sect’s Lake Heart Island flew open. Two female cultivators with sharp, angular features stormed out, their faces twisted in fury as they glared at the two women waiting outside. “Junior Sister Qi! Are you deliberately playing us for fools?” one
Chapter 261: The Crow King “This little brat is really giving this old Daoist a massive headache!” Dressed in a faded Daoist robe and a bamboo hat, with his hands clasped behind his back, Old Daoist Li sighed heavily as he strolled down a bustling mortal street. If he tried to return the Talisman Treasure,
Chapter 262: The Mountain God Is Also You “The Bear King of Heifeng Mountain?” Han Yu raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised. “I had heard rumors of a Foundation Establishment realm Demon Beast residing on Heifeng Mountain. How exactly did you end up groveling here?” The ten-foot-tall black bear, its fur as dark and coarse as
Chapter 263: The Entrusted Invitation “Yes, Crow King…” the massive black bear grumbled, its voice a dull, muffled thrum in its chest. Han Yu waved a hand dismissively. “Drop the ‘King’ nonsense. To the outside world, I am Daoist Heifeng.” “Understood, Daoist Priest,” the bear rumbled obediently. Han Yu gave a curt nod. “Head out
Chapter 264: Setting Rules Han Yu raised a hand, signaling the raven to halt its report. The idea of Rogue Cultivators—a chaotic, unwashed mix of humans, spirits, and minor demons—gathering in the woods didn’t concern him. What caught his attention was the absurd claim about the Southern Sea mermaid. A single tear increases Cultivation by
Chapter 265: Cultivation and Gathering Han Yu didn’t bother asking how his flock managed to communicate complex instructions to the giant black bear. The following day, he resumed his rigorous cultivation schedule. After completing his core energy cycles, Han Yu set to work on his arsenal. He replicated several vials of the Hundred Flowers Poison
Chapter 266: A Dazzling Array The massive Black Bear King lumbered forward, the puppet Li Ya trailing quietly behind. The bear surveyed the bizarre welcoming committee: a massive serpent, two hovering ghosts, and two human Rogue Cultivators. “Honored representatives of Shaxing Mountain, Liuhe Ferry, Yinyi Town, and Qingfeng Mountain… thank you for the reception,” the
Chapter 267: That Elder The Bear King accepted the Jade Slip and scanned its contents with its Spiritual Qi. The slip only provided a rudimentary overview; accessing the actual Cultivation methodology required purchasing a secondary, encrypted slip. “This is the Concealment Object Transformation Technique,” the Bear King read aloud, summarizing the contents. “It allows the
Chapter 268: Self-Established Market The moment Head Priest Lin blurted out the honorific, the atmosphere in the hall shifted. Every monstrous and human eye fixed upon the puppet, Li Ya, burning with intense curiosity. A mundane, Qi Refining human who trailed behind the Bear King of Heifeng Mountain actually knew someone that the haughty Head
Chapter 269: Quickly Destroy the Sound Transmission Shell! Just as Head Priest Lin was about to depart, Han Yu—speaking through the puppet Li Ya—called out to him, establishing the location and time for their next information exchange. It was neither at Heifeng Mountain nor at the Seeking Truth Daoist Temple, but at a spot between
Chapter 270: This Old Daoist Is Numb “What?” Han Yu demanded, his heart skipping a beat. “Old Daoist, what is going on?” Old Daoist Li’s voice poured rapidly from the Sound Transmission Shell, frantic and breathless. He explained that a few days ago, the traveling merchant had ambushed him in a mortal town. The merchant
Chapter 271: It Actually Matches Is it enough? Old Daoist Li stared blankly at Han Yu, the words dying in his throat. The fifteen self-destruction Magical Artifacts laid out before him held enough volatile power to blow his old bones straight to the heavens. It was painfully obvious now. With an arsenal like this, any
Chapter 272: Count Me as Defeated The woodcutter trudged up the mountain path, his voice carrying through the trees in a rhythmic, rustic chant. “Seek the ancient woods, oh! Over the ridge and peak, my axe bites the withered vine, hey!” “Bind ’em in a bundle, haul ’em to the market, trade for a few
Chapter 273: The Jade-White Lotus “Take action!” Old Daoist Li roared. The giant black bear bellowed, its massive paws crushing the old woman puppet’s remains into fine powder. Simultaneously, the three spirit vines wrenched tight. A teeth-grating crunch echoed as the woodcutter puppet’s torso burst under the pressure, its core shattering into jagged shards. Right
Chapter 274: Blood Curse Why does this brat have a Talisman Treasure?! The shock had barely registered in the merchant’s mind when Han Yu casually tossed a Green Wood Thunder Pill. Volatile lightning Spiritual Energy crackled around the small sphere, its contained destructive force expanding at a terrifying rate. A genuine Golden Core realm attack!
Chapter 275: The Demon Star Han Yu Kills Me “What exactly is this Blood Curse? And how do I remove it?” Half the peak of Heifeng Mountain had been leveled by the Green Wood Thunder Pills, the air thick with the scent of scorched earth and lingering lightning. The jade-white lotus hovered within the encirclement
Chapter 276: Piercing the Collarbone A stretch of scorched earth lay beneath them, deathly silent. The flock of spirit crows circled high in the sky, their sharp eyes scanning the devastated terrain for any sign of movement. Old Daoist Li stood with his mouth slightly agape, staring at the massive crater where half the mountain
Chapter 277: In a Moment After a cursory inspection confirmed the area was devoid of life, Daoist Lingyin and his disciples turned away from the blasted crater of Heifeng Mountain, marching their battered Rogue Cultivator prisoners down the trail. Over the next twenty-four hours, the Mystic One Sect swept through the Yulin Kingdom like a
Chapter 278: Thousand Illusions, Thousand Appearances, Thousand Mechanisms Transformation Safety was their absolute priority. Because Old Daoist Li required a steady supply of Purple Yang Fruits to battle the Blood Curse, and because their hidden valley wasn’t entirely impenetrable, Han Yu needed to stockpile his replication power. He prioritized duplicating Purple Yang Fruits, Talisman Treasures,
Chapter 279: Natural Treasure Old Daoist Li stood rigidly at the cave entrance, his eyes locked onto Han Yu. His nostrils flared wildly, desperately trying to siphon every last wisp of the intoxicating scent lingering in the air. His expression wasn’t one of mere curiosity. It was the terrifying, feverish gaze of a starving man
Chapter 280: You Are the Demon Star Enveloped by the intoxicating aroma, Old Daoist Li stood trembling from head to toe. However, having regained a sliver of self-control after tasting the first drop, he violently wrenched his gaze away from the floating constellation of ruby-red blood beads. He refused to completely lose his dignity. “Kid…”
Chapter 281: Myriad Phenomena Sky Net Where the eternal sea of clouds furiously churned, a colossal mountain gate forged of pitch-black stone crowned a peak ten thousand meters high. The towering gate pillars were cast from star-fallen iron, densely inscribed with the profound runes of the Zhou Tian star constellations. Silver radiance pulsed through the
Chapter 282: The Shift in Celestial Phenomena Not Wanchun Valley? Aunt Yue’s ethereal voice spiked with sudden excitement. “If not Wanchun Valley, then where? The Donghai Kingdom? The Great Desert Dynasty? The Boyi Kingdom?” “Aunt Yue…” Hui Tiansheng warned softly. “Do not interrupt me! This is a crucial moment for confirming the Demon Star’s identity!”
Chapter 283: Sudden Arrival Despite the mounting evidence, Han Yu and Old Daoist Li ultimately decided against venturing out to definitively prove whether the old man was the Demon Star. Their hidden, miasma-shrouded valley was a perfect sanctuary. Outside its borders, the Yulin Kingdom was likely a chaotic warzone. Leaving their safe haven purely to
Chapter 284: Take It for Self-Defense The lead spirit crow fluttered down from the sky, relaying its urgent intelligence through their mental link before settling comfortably onto Han Yu’s shoulder. Han Yu absently fed it a Qi Refining Pill as a reward, his brow furrowed in thought. “It seems the wandering merchant’s guild finally received
Chapter 285: Immortal Bearing and Daoist Bones What should be done? Han Yu pondered the sudden arrival of the Giant Demon Star, Yan San. If she had genuinely rushed all this way out of concern for his safety, completely ignoring her was undeniably cold. However, considering her terrifying strength as a Nascent Soul cultivator, absolutely
Chapter 286: Sword Light Rising Dragon “Yes, yes, Senior Brother. I will right away…” The “Old Immortal Master” bobbed his head eagerly, though he hesitated a moment later. He cast a cautious glance at Li Ya’s puppet, currently wearing the face of Tian Ziyue. “Senior Brother, which Elder or Deacon do you serve under? And
Chapter 287: Never Bow Down “Sect Leader Qi, I will make my stance absolutely clear.” “If Han Yu has truly fallen to the demonic path, his death is a certainty. I, Ye Guxing, will strike him down myself!” Outside the Xinglong Prefecture imperial palace, within the courtyard of the Wanchun Villa, Ye Guxing rested a
Chapter 288: First, Create a Golden Core Ye Guxing stared at Sect Leader Qi in deafening silence. Sect Leader Qi met his gaze without a flinch. He had prepared for far worse outcomes. Wanchun Valley stood with a clear conscience—what was there to fear? The air between them grew thick and suffocating. Despite the cloudless
Chapter 289: Demonic Cultivators, Prepare to Die It seemed his trap had been entirely useless. After taking Little Sea Girl out for fish, Ye Guxing returned to Xinglong Prefecture, his white robes pristine, to observe Wanchun Valley for any suspicious movements. Half a day passed. He watched as Sect Leader Qi gathered the Wanchun Valley
Chapter 290: This Person Is Savage! At Ye Guxing’s absolute declaration, the Myriad Phenomena Sect cultivator burst into laughter. He turned to the two Demonic Cultivators from the Joyous Union Sect and the Demonic Sect. “Hey, looks like he’s looking for you!” “Honestly, how foul has your reputation become? To think that even out here
Chapter 291: A Single Wolf-Tooth Club Sword light flared over Heifeng Mountain, brilliant and lethal, before vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. Soon after, absolute silence reclaimed the desolate peaks. Deep within the treeline, a petite girl with intricate green markings on her forehead stood entirely unbothered. She cradled a jar of wine in
Chapter 292: Ye Guxing is the True Demon Star “Has she settled down?” A female disciple of Wanchun Valley carefully pulled the heavy oak door shut, stepping out onto the veranda of the Wanchun Villa. Sect Leader Qi’s voice drifted from the shadows. “She’s asleep, Sect Leader,” the disciple replied softly. “The child is remarkably
Chapter 293: Bound to Accomplish Something “Ye Guxing might be the Demon Star?” Hui Tiansheng paced the floor of the Comet Hall, having just returned from the tense Sect Assembly at the Myriad Phenomena Hall. He looked up at his Master, his brow furrowed in disbelief. “The location barely aligns, and his past experiences don’t
Chapter 294: The Drunken Wretch There’s news about the Spirit Stone Marrow Liquid? Han Yu instantly straightened up, his eyes sharpening. If it weren’t for his desperate need for this specific spiritual resource, he and Old Daoist Li wouldn’t be hiding in the shadow of the Mystic One Sect’s market right now. They would have
Chapter 295: A Divine Fortune Teller! “Is the Mystic One Sect really going to war with the Spirit Sword Sect?” “Ye Guxing butchered Daoist Lingyin in cold blood. Daoist Lingxiu is not the type to swallow that kind of insult…” The Mystic One Market was buzzing like a disturbed hornet’s nest. As Han Yu navigated
Chapter 296: The Fishing Boss A divine fortune teller? Seated at the adjacent table, Han Yu paused his drink, genuinely taken aback as the ragged drunkard shot to his feet in sheer astonishment. Whether the man had been born a fool or had his wits entirely rotted away by cheap wine and lust, his gullibility
Chapter 297: A Pipe Dream Early the next morning, Han Yu and Old Daoist Li departed from the Mystic One Sect’s market district. They flew southeast for roughly a hundred miles until the coastline broke into a sharp, narrow bay. A few mortal fishing vessels bobbed in the shallow waters, but the pair ignored them,
Chapter 298: Temptation with Benefits Mermaids? Han Yu and Old Daoist Li had survived countless brushes with death, and their faces remained expertly neutral, but internally, they were genuinely stunned. They had infiltrated the Southern Sea Fishing Gang solely to track down the Spirit Stone Marrow Liquid. To stumble upon captured mermaids was an entirely
Chapter 299: All Humans Must Die Having studied the traveling merchant’s compendium extensively, Han Yu was quite familiar with the items the Fishing Boss listed. Fox Veil Grass was an absolute treasure for fox-type Demon Beasts. It was said that consuming it caused their cultivation to skyrocket and granted them innate mastery over illusion techniques.
Chapter 300: Merman King Pfft! Pfft! Gray spikes pierced the churning whirlpools beneath the sea’s surface, instantly sending geysers of water shooting into the air. Crimson bloomed outward, staining the ocean deep. Several whirlpools collapsed. The injured mermen thrashed, their muscular tails whipping the water into a bloody froth. Shimmering scales tore loose, sinking amid
Chapter 301: Heart in Turmoil “Did we forget to check the almanac this morning? Why are we stepping in every pile of dog shit today?” Old Daoist Li grumbled through a voice transmission. He smoothly retracted his cultivation aura, his facial features rippling and shifting as he activated the Thousand Illusions, Thousand Forms, Thousand Changes
Chapter 302: Drawing a Tiger Based on a Cat The Golden Rosy Cloud Temple? One of the Nine Great Sects of the Central Heaven Domain? A titan of the Six Righteous Path Sects? Upon hearing this name, the bone-deep weariness in Daoist Lingxiu’s eyes vanished, replaced by a ravenous, desperate gleam. “The Golden Rosy Cloud
Chapter 303: How Do You Want to Die? Upon hearing the request, a deeply troubled expression clouded Daoist Lingxiu’s weary face. “Fellow Daoists, I will not hide it from you. I happen to have a vial of Spirit Stone Marrow Liquid on my person, which I can offer to you immediately,” he said, his tone
Chapter 304: The Spirit Fish Swim Bladder The mutual disdain between Old Daoist Li, the spirit crows, and the black bear wasn’t a recent development; the bad blood traced all the way back to Heifeng Mountain. In fact, Li’s utter contempt for the giant crow predated even that. To the old rogue, spirit beasts were
Chapter 305: Lone Sword in the Great Desert The autumn wind howled across the steppes of the Great Desert Dynasty, whipping the withered grass into rolling, golden waves. The sky was a vast, unbroken expanse of blue, the distant snow-capped mountains tracing the horizon in threads of silver. High above, a solitary eagle circled, gazing
Chapter 306: The Demonic Star Emerges “Hmm?” Xiahou Fei had personally sensed Ye Guxing’s sword light shatter. He had felt the man’s vitality gutter and die, a classic symptom of a sword cultivator burning the last dregs of their mental strength and Qi in a final, suicidal strike. Only when his Divine Sense confirmed the
Chapter 307: This Actually Counts Too? As Perfected One Yujiao left, Xiahou Fei didn’t hesitate either, preparing to depart immediately. Perfected One Comet roared angrily, “You Demonic Cultivator scoundrels, truly not worth scheming with! If we don’t slay this Demon Star Ye Guxing today, what can we possibly do about him in the future?” Xiahou
Chapter 308: A Thousand Wrongs, Ten Thousand Wrongs Facing the astonished questions from Sect Leader Qi and the Wanchun Valley elders, Ye Guxing offered a slight nod. With a mere thought, a radiant, infantile silhouette—his newly formed Nascent Soul—materialized above his head. “Indeed.” He concisely recounted the pursuit by the three Nascent Soul experts and
Chapter 309: The Eighth One The night was as dark as spilled ink. A brisk sea breeze, heavy with the sharp, salty tang of the ocean, swept across the secluded island. Under the cold, pale moonlight, jagged reefs cast long, imposing shadows. Curled up within one of these rocky alcoves was the massive black bear.
Chapter 310: Sixth Layer, Eighth Layer What I truly enjoy might have changed a long time ago. Standing on the jagged reef, the crashing waves drowning out the silence, Old Daoist Li kept that thought locked firmly behind his teeth. He honestly didn’t know anymore. Was it the bitter sting of Han and Wan’er abandoning
Chapter 311: Snake Moss Fruit Han Yu’s booming voice shattered the quiet of the beach. Four Rogue Cultivators, who were currently wrestling a massive, shimmering net over one of his mid-stage Qi Refining spirit crows, flinched violently. They whipped their heads toward the sound. Seeing a burly, scarred giant of a man descending from the
Chapter 312: Still Alive? Snake Moss Fruit? A treasure capable of simultaneously increasing both cultivation base and maximum lifespan? Old Daoist Li’s voice echoed directly into Han Yu’s mind via sound transmission. “Kid, if such a heaven-defying item truly exists, it is absolutely worth investigating.” Han Yu remained impassive. “Perhaps. But a Snake King capable
Chapter 313: Loyal and Righteous On the outskirts of Sihe County in the Bo Yi Kingdom, a secluded valley lay perpetually shrouded in a sickly, gray-green miasma. The local mortals were taught from childhood that this place was a forbidden death trap; to wander in was to forfeit one’s life. Even wandering Cultivators gave the
Chapter 314: Exterminating Ten Thousand Snakes Dust billowed along the main official road of Sihe County as a massive, ostentatious procession marched toward the mountains. At the vanguard, a towering brocade banner embroidered with heavy gold thread snapped in the wind. The massive characters declared: “The Immortal Master Arrives in Person! Exterminating the Ten Thousand
Chapter 315: Only Equivalent to the Fifth Layer A sudden, freezing yin wind swept through the canyon crevices, carrying a putrid, suffocating stench of rotting meat and stagnant water. From the countless cracks, fissures, and subterranean burrows of the valley, a horrifying black tide erupted. Tens of thousands of venomous snakes poured outward, slithering frantically
Chapter 316: Half-Kin, Not Kin Han Yu unleashed a Blazing Flame Technique. The inferno swallowed the Snake King’s massive corpse, spreading rapidly to ignite the carpet of venomous vipers blanketing the ground. A thick, charred stench of roasting meat filled the air. The beast was dead beyond dead. Old Daoist Li watched the pyre burn
Chapter 317: Invitation to Become Traveling Merchants Despite the gray-robed cultivator’s warm, easygoing smile, neither Old Daoist Li nor Han Yu were green enough to drop their guard. They had waded through far too much blood to trust a friendly face on an empty road. “If you’re hunting for local gossip, Fellow Daoist, you’ve barked
Chapter 318: The True Demon Star Hearing the gray-robed cultivator’s slick pitch, Han Yu and Old Daoist Li exchanged a fleeting glance, their conversation shifting entirely to telepathic voice transmissions. “This guy’s words are full of holes,” Old Daoist Li’s voice echoed in Han Yu’s mind, dripping with cynical pragmatism. “Should we just kill him
Chapter 319: Designation: Quanlin “What you’ve shared, Fellow Daoist Void Shadow, aligns closely with my own intelligence,” Han Yu said, his mind already calculating the variables. “Regarding the Southern Domain, do you have any other information we might be oblivious to?” Void Shadow stroked his chin. “Information you don’t know… Honestly, I don’t know much
Chapter 320: Different Desires Even slaughtering an entire tribe of merfolk wouldn’t yield a single tear? Han Yu couldn’t mask his surprise. “Fellow Daoist Void Shadow, do you know how these tears are obtained? Are the conditions truly that stringent?” “The exact details escape me,” the grey-robed cultivator replied, shaking his head. “I’ve only heard
Chapter 321: Golden Core Breakthrough The majority of Wanchun Valley’s disciples resided in the Wanchun Villa. With Feng Jin ascending the mortal throne, the political landscape of the Nanli Kingdom had shifted dramatically. To help the new emperor stabilize his reign, the sect had permanently stationed two Foundation Establishment Deacons at the villa. Thanks to
Chapter 322: Preparing Again Prying information from outsiders ultimately lacked the ease and security of conversing within Wanchun Valley’s borders. Hearing Sect Leader Qi’s assessment of the political landscape, Han Yu voiced his lingering suspicions directly. “I gathered that the Myriad Phenomena Sect hasn’t completely cleared me of the Demon Star accusations. Ye Guxing still
Chapter 323: Pushing and Yielding Han Yu’s declaration struck the grand hall like a thunderbolt. Sect Leader Qi, Elder Lü, and the gathered Elders froze in disbelief. Prepare for another Golden Core breakthrough? What was there left to prepare? Their previous failures had shattered their foundational essence. Forcing another attempt would not just end in
Chapter 324: This Thing Is Useful Moved by Han Yu’s heartfelt insistence, Elder Wen let her anger toward Elder Yan dissipate. She turned to the young man, her expression solemn. “Han Yu, I will carve the kindness you and your Master have shown me into my bones.” “Whether this medicine works or not, if you
Chapter 325: He Is a Fake Hearing that Senior Sister Li Yunxia was currently attempting her Foundation Establishment breakthrough stirred a rare moment of sentiment in Han Yu. Compared to his own meteoric rise, her progress was naturally slower. Yet, in the grand scheme of the cultivation world, reaching the cusp of the Foundation Establishment
Chapter 326: The Lone Shrine Han Yu’s mission to “retrieve” the Rainbow Sea Spirit Fish Maws was, in reality, a simple matter of time. He needed a quiet place to accumulate his replication power until he had enough to supply the sect’s needs. By his estimation, the process would take at least two months. He
Chapter 327: A Double Blessing Once Han Yu had finished his explanation, Sect Leader Qi and Elder Lü allowed the silence to settle, moving past the weight of the decision. Without further delay, Elder Lü, Elder Bai, and Elder Mou each accepted five Rainbow Sea Spirit Fish Maws and retreated to the side hall. An
Chapter 328: Mortal Lives are Not Child’s Play “Senior Sister Li, have you forgotten me so soon?” Han Yu asked, a small smile playing on his lips. Li Yunxia froze as the familiar voice registered. “Little Eighteen?” she gasped, her face lighting up with excitement. “You… when did you return?” “The moment I heard Master’s
Chapter 329: Second to None “Halt! This is the immortal gate of Wanchun Valley. Mortals are forbidden from causing a disturbance!” Two Wanchun Valley disciples, Wang Teng and Meng Bao, descended from the canopy of the Ancestral Tree atop a massive Plantain Leaf. They touched down before a jagged boulder, blocking the path of a
Chapter 330: Obsession or Insight? “So, Ye Guxing isn’t the Demon Star, but you are?” Han Yu met Yan San’s assessment with a wry, self-deprecating smile. “I’m honored you think so highly of me, Miss Yan San, but I have no desire to claim that title—nor do I think it belongs to me.” He paused,
Chapter 331: An Unspeakable Ache Meeting the expectant gazes of Sect Leader Qi, Elder Lü, and the surrounding Elders, Han Yu gave a firm nod. The heavens had indeed shifted. Just as he predicted, the solitary star dominating the sky’s central expanse tracked Yan San’s movements perfectly. Because a Nascent Soul realm cultivator like her
Chapter 332: Two Appointments Beat up Ye Guxing? Han Yu silently appreciated Miss Yan San’s chivalry, but cold logic dictated otherwise. Now that Ye Guxing had ascended to the Nascent Soul realm, the Spirit Sword Sect would undoubtedly be crawling with Central Heaven Domain spies. If Yan San marched in swinging her mace, she would
Chapter 333: Deceiving Heaven’s Secrets A wave of relief washed over Han Yu at Old Daoist Li’s easygoing response. Since the old man wasn’t stubbornly fixated on rushing his cultivation, Han Yu no longer felt pressured by the delay. However, with the geopolitical landscape growing increasingly volatile, Han Yu leaned in to offer a grave
Chapter 334: Preparing for the Golden Core After successfully forging his Golden Core, Elder Mou naturally sought out Han Yu to express his profound gratitude. Despite Han Yu’s polite deflections, the Elder insisted, forcing him to accept a generous bounty: vials of Ancestral Tree Spirit Liquid, a segment of Thousand-Year Sunkwood Heart, and several bottles
Chapter 335: Barely Reaching the Ninth Layer Declare Han Yu the Young Sect Leader? Sect Leader Qi’s bold proposal cast a heavy silence over the grand hall as the Golden Core Elders weighed the implications. None doubted Han Yu’s qualifications. His heaven-defying talent, impeccable character, and monumental contributions over the past few years had more
Chapter 336: Receiving the Salute He is already at the ninth layer of Foundation Establishment? Just one step away from the Golden Core realm? Sect Leader Qi stood completely petrified. Just nine months ago, when Han Yu returned from the outside world, he had only been at the sixth layer of Foundation Establishment. Back then,
Chapter 337: The Offering Two days later, the ceremonial items were fully prepared. There was the Young Sect Leader’s Seal, carved from flawless spirit jade, bearing the Wanchun Valley emblem, Han Yu’s name, and Sect Leader Qi’s personal soul imprint. There was the Succession Jade Slip, glowing faintly with the combined imprints of the Sect
Chapter 338: How to Repay? Han Yu stood his ground, making no attempt to dodge as the mob of villagers swarmed around him. Once he was perfectly boxed in, he sent a thread of telepathy into the locked guest house. “Miss Yan San, what now? How do you want to play this?” “If they actually
Chapter 339: Bear Rug Having delivered her joke, Yan San didn’t wait for Han Yu to answer. She let go of his arm and casually hefted her spiked mace over her shoulder. Naturally, all that talk about him being a “hero” and a “weak girl’s repayment” was just her teasing him. “Alright,” she clapped her
Chapter 340: Paying a Visit to the Mountain Han Yu couldn’t help but chuckle. Miss Yan San truly was a fascinating, utterly unpredictable person. Miss Yan San asked about the recent celestial movements. When Han Yu confirmed that the celestial map remained largely static—with eight total stars currently tracked—she smirked. “The Myriad Phenomena Sect hasn’t
Chapter 341: Drawing Swords for a Test “Young lady, it has been a long time,” Ye Guxing said, his gaze drifting toward Yan San. “Have you come specifically for Han Yu?” Yan San nodded. She let her massive wolf-tooth mace drop against the floor tiles. The heavy thud sent a faint tremor through the grand
Chapter 342: Today, You Die First Seeing the eager grin spreading across Li Tonghai’s face as he gripped his hilt, Han Yu offered a mild smile. “Senior Brother Li, what a coincidence. I have also reached Foundation Establishment.” Li Tonghai’s eyes lit up. “Even better! This way, our duel will be perfectly fair. No one
Chapter 343: The Method of Repaying a Life Yan San didn’t bother hiding her intent to kill. She chattered playfully, but the terrifying cosmic light gathering in the green patterns on her forehead gave Ye Guxing all the warning he needed. Ye Guxing shoved Little Sea Girl toward Yin Hong. With a sharp ring, his
Chapter 344: Golden Core Heart-Tempering With Han Yu’s agreement and Ye Guxing’s solemn oath, the suffocating tension in the grand hall finally evaporated. Yan San hoisted her massive wolf-tooth mace onto her shoulder. “Well, since we’re all playing nice now, ready to go?” Ye Guxing’s gaze shifted to the bizarre girl. “Miss Yan. Your cultivation
Chapter 345: The Return of the Minor Star “Thank you for stepping in back there.” Once they were clear of the Spirit Sword Sect, Han Yu offered Yan San a formal bow of gratitude. Yan San flashed a carefree grin and waved off the formality. “I came all this way just to find him. Naturally,
Chapter 346: You Are Also a Demon Star At Daoist Minor Star’s cold interrogation, Bai Shiqi’s heart lurched. So the woman groveling on the floor is Yue Gu? he thought, bewildered. Isn’t she supposed to be an unparalleled genius in divination? Yue Gu’s slender frame trembled visibly. “Master,” she whispered, her voice tight with panic.
Chapter 347: Talent Direct Judgment “Junior Brother Minor Star,” Daoist Comet began cautiously, “what exactly do you find so suspicious?” “The Yulin Kingdom branch of the Minor Star Hall has no record of a disciple named Li,” Daoist Minor Star stated flatly. “The man was clearly an imposter.” Hui Tiansheng frowned, visibly confused. “But Martial
Chapter 348: All Are Nourishment The blind woman’s ruined face twisted in perfectly feigned bewilderment. “Master, your words are truly absurd… Han Yu, the Demon Star of the Southern Region, is but a youth. How could I have possibly reached across a century to sever my own soul and hand my talent to a child?”
Chapter 349: Growing Chaos The Black Mountain Market was nestled within the borders of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a stone’s throw from the Great Desert Dynasty. Because the mighty Spirit Sword Sect had never bothered to establish jurisdiction over this frontier, the market had devolved into a sprawling haven for Rogue Cultivators. It was a
Chapter 350: About to Enter the Central Heaven Boom! The thunderous explosion sent a shockwave through the earthen city. Livestock whinnied and bleated in blind panic. The Hu nomads poured from their tents, half-dressed and shouting, scrambling to wrangle their terrified herds. Others simply stood in the dirt, paralyzed by confusion. Han Yu’s brow furrowed.
Chapter 351: Wei Siyue Han Yu arched an eyebrow, slightly surprised. “You have to be at the Golden Core realm to survive the cold? Does that mean you already possessed Golden Core cultivation when you lived there as a child?” Yan San scratched the back of her head, a rare flush of embarrassment on her
Chapter 352: Why is the Giant Demon Star Here? Han Yu’s hands blurred over his Storage Bag, extracting his combat talismans while simultaneously funneling his Magic Power into a decoy puppet, sending it slowly ascending into the night sky. “Fellow Daoist,” the puppet spoke, mimicking Han Yu’s voice perfectly. “That is my spirit beast. I
Chapter 353: Is She Pretty? Miss Yan San stood in the shadows not far away, her heavy spiked club resting casually on her shoulder. She had watched the entire exchange between Han Yu and the woman in black, fully prepared to intervene if his life was truly threatened. However, he only suffered a superficial wound—a
Chapter 354: They Are All Still Alive Yan San pressed Wei Siyue for every scrap of information she had regarding the Demon Stars, the Myriad Phenomena Sect, and the current political landscape of the Central Heaven Domain. The deeper she dug, the more absurd the situation became. Ever since Yan San had vanished from the
Chapter 355: The Heartless Man Before long, the other Elders filed into the main hall. Sect Leader Qi relayed the news of Bai Shiqi and Lu Yun to Elder Bai and Elder Wen. Both men paused, their faces lighting up with a mix of shock and profound relief. “Bai Shiqi is still alive? How is
Chapter 356: Bai Shiqi Is Here “Ah, this matter with the Sect Leader…” Elder Lü let out a heavy sigh, his words trailing off into a gloomy silence. Lady Yan San cocked her head. “I don’t think Uncle Qi is a bad person. Think about it—if he really swindled her out of that secret technique
Chapter 357: Master and Grandmaster “Bai Shiqi?” Wei Qingyun tilted her head, a hollow laugh scraping her throat. “Master, have you forgotten that my cultivation was crippled and my eyes were gouged out? What exactly do you expect me to see?” Wei Xing Zhenren stared at her in suffocating silence. Was he analyzing her, or
Chapter 358: Slaying the Demonic Evil “Enemy attack!” “All disciples, form the Formation!” Before Han Yu’s vision could even adjust to the pitch-black night, several lethal streaks of sword light slashed down toward his head. His talisman treasure activated instantly, projecting a barrier that absorbed the deadly strikes with a heavy resonance. A voice bellowed
Chapter 359: Prepared Long Ago “Since Fellow Daoist Liu insists, staying until you slay this Demonic Cultivator is an acceptable compromise,” Han Yu conceded smoothly, having listened to the older man’s reasoning. Seeing that Han Yu had yet to introduce himself or his lineage, the Golden Core expert from the Mystic Sword Sect pressed him
Chapter 360: The Situation Is Beyond Saving Huh? Seeing the self-proclaimed rogue cultivator turn and walk away, casually agreeing to ‘lend a hand,’ Liu He couldn’t help but feel a wave of exhausted exasperation. I only asked for your help because I thought you were a fellow Golden Core expert, Liu He grumbled internally. I
Chapter 361: Concealed Among Hunters Master Juetong and Daoist Miaoyun both understood Liu He’s temperament perfectly. The window to intimidate the Golden Core Demonic Cultivators was rapidly closing, and hesitation meant death. Without a backward glance, they mobilized. Daoist Miaoyun dove south to rally the surviving Daoist priests, while Master Juetong surged west to rendezvous
Chapter 362: Stepping Outside the Mundane World “Check please,” Han Yu called out, standing up from his wobbly table. The waiter hurried over, wiping his hands on an apron. He glanced at the empty teapot and waved Han Yu off with an easy grin. “Don’t sweat the tea, hunter. Next time you trap something good,
Chapter 363: The Young Mistress’s Invitation Where did this eighth Demon Star come from? It’s even more restless and volatile than Yan San… Han Yu stared up through the canopy at the erratically shifting anomaly, his mind working furiously to map the cosmos onto the physical world. He had spent countless nights studying the Star
Chapter 364: The Sun Moon Sect Storyteller Yanhe City was a significant step up from the rural outpost of Kaolin City. As a bustling, medium-sized hub, it boasted deeply entrenched cultivator clans and a powerful City Lord, each controlling their own private, heavily warded estates. The segregated “Cultivator District” was a melting pot. It catered
Chapter 365: Old Man Sun Old Man Sun paused, his eyes crinkling as he looked up toward the second-floor balcony. “So, what you are implying, old sir,” Lady Ji said, her tone smooth and conversational, “is that the demonic sects and the Mystic Sword Sect will not actually go to war? And that border cities
Chapter 366: Evil Demon “What is it?” Han Yu called out, stepping away from his meditation mat. He recognized Old Man Sun’s voice, but his acute senses detected multiple unfamiliar auras standing just outside his gate. Moving with practiced efficiency, he palmed a Talisman Treasure, slipped a Green Wood Thunder Pill into his sleeve, and
Chapter 367: Shallow Fortune Invisible, ethereal Star Luo Threads bled through the solid wood of the courtyard gate, projecting the scene outside directly into Han Yu’s mind. He saw Old Man Sun standing at the threshold. At a superficial glance, it was a flawless imitation. But the nuances were entirely wrong. The real Old Man
Chapter 368: Soul Searching Old Man Sun writhed on the cobblestones, fighting to put distance between himself and the Massive Black Bear. Tears of profound relief streamed down his face as he threw himself into a desperate prostration. “Thank you, Senior! Thank you for the grace of sparing my miserable life!” he babbled, his voice
Chapter 369: Keeping One’s Word The brute-force Soul Searching had ravaged the fake Lady Ji’s mind. She lay limp on the floorboards, barely clinging to life, her consciousness reduced to shattered fragments. Han Yu felt no pity for a monster who had butchered and eaten countless innocent people. With a single, cold thought, a Star
Chapter 370: Delivering the Message Han Yu tossed the little boy’s Storage Bag onto the pile next to the female demonic cultivator’s, then stepped out into the courtyard. Waiting for him were two men and one very large bear. The black bear was currently baring its fangs, trying its hardest to contort its naturally dopey
Chapter 371: Reasonable and Understanding “A Golden Core Demonic Cultivator? ‘Lord Black’?” The two Foundation Establishment sword-bearers of the Mystic Sword Sect stared at Fragrance Master Yang and Old Man Sun, their expressions cold and lethal. “Are you absolutely certain of this intelligence?” Fragrance Master Yang nodded, sweat beading on his forehead. “This matter was
Chapter 372: Xiao Die Standing quietly nearby when the Mystic Sword Sect’s Golden Core masters made their deduction, Old Man Sun had overheard everything. He now knew that “Senior Li” was actually a cultivator from the Myriad Phenomena Sect. A knot of profound unease settled in the old man’s stomach. The Myriad Phenomena Sect was
Chapter 373: Secret Investigation and Preparation for Battle Han Yu paused, his gaze drifting toward the high stone wall of the courtyard. Old Man Sun caught the distant sound of children laughing and offered a warm, apologetic smile. “Forgive the noise, Senior. Those are my grandchildren. They are barely ten years old—the age of play.
Chapter 374: Everything Goes Wrong The alpha raven and the giant black bear were Foundation Establishment beasts, but manually detonating a Green Wood Thunder Pill—a weapon designed to obliterate Golden Core experts—was a staggering task. It required an extremely precise, violent surge of Magic Power that most Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn’t even conceptualize. Han Yu
Chapter 375: Extremely Weak How could they be here? Ding Mo stared down at the dark, stagnant water of the pond, his mind racing. He had assumed his two Foundation Establishment subordinates had fled the Mystic Sword Sect’s ambush and gone into hiding. His plan had been to track them down and forcibly consume one
Chapter 376: Sword Intent Again “Me?” Ding Mo scrambled to formulate a lie, his ancient mind whirring. “I… I was originally a normal cultivator. But I accidentally consumed a cursed spirit fruit. It stunted my growth and mutated my flesh into the Absolute Spirit-Severing Body. I lost all my cultivation, and I have looked like
Chapter 377: The Crows’ Search The tidal wave of Divine Sense surged outward, violently slamming into the body of the person before him. As soon as his Divine Sense entered, Ding Mo realized something was wrong—this was not a flesh-and-blood body at all. It was actually a puppet? This was truly impossible to guard against!
Chapter 378: Han Yu Likes Me! “Please let me go! I haven’t done anything wrong!” Ten massive, pitch-black spirit ravens stood in a perfect circle around the trembling little girl, their dark golden eyes locked onto her. They didn’t make a sound. Covered in scrapes and bruises from the explosion, Bai Die sat in the
Chapter 379: Minor Spirit Vein “Good. Then we have a starting point,” Han Yu said coldly, staring down at the tiny, golden fragment suspended in his Magic Power. “I am well aware that you Demonic Cultivators possess zero loyalty to your sects. As long as our negotiations are fruitful, there is no absolute need for
Chapter 380: Giant Demon Star’s City Massacre Trapped within a suffocating vortex of spirit ravens and staring down the “Demonic Star” Han Yu, Ding Mo finally accepted the reality of his own death. There was no escape. However, after burning the last dregs of his Magic Power to violently shatter Han Yu’s spiritual bindings, he
Chapter 381: Petty Han Yu studied Bai Die closely. Her remorse was palpable; she truly hadn’t meant to paint a target on his back. “You’re lucky you managed to scrape your life back,” Han Yu remarked flatly. “If Junior Brother Bai knew you were still breathing, he’d be ecstatic.” Bai Die’s head snapped up, hope
Chapter 382: Settling Down Having made his decision, Han Yu finalized his disguise as an unremarkable, middle-aged merchant. With Bai Die in tow, they departed Junfang City, hitching a ride with a northbound caravan to begin their “mercantile journey” deeper into the territory of the Mystic Sword Sect. Barely a day out of Junfang City,
Chapter 383: Annihilation? “Are you telling me that the Demonic Star Han Yu successfully assassinated Ding Mo of the Saint Sect, right outside the Profound Sword Sect’s Yanhe City?” Deep within the towering mountain gate of the Wanxiang Sect, seated at the center of the lotus-shaped Starlight Hall, Starlight True Person slowly repeated the intelligence
Chapter 384: Despicable The realization crashed over Bai Shiqi with crushing weight. If Han Yu had hunted down and slaughtered Ding Mo’s true body, there was no chance Vinegar Saucer had survived the crossfire. She’s dead. She’s really dead. I was too late. Bai Shiqi swallowed the bile and boundless grief rising in his throat.
Chapter 385: Distinctions Between Close and Distant “For now, we truly cannot go.” Elder Lü looked down at Sect Leader Qi, who sat slumped with a jug of wine, drowning in a suffocating cloud of despair. “Wanchun Valley has only just secured a foothold in the Southern Region to protect ourselves. From the newest Novice
Chapter 386: He Is Lu Yun “Hmm? What is the meaning of this? A Heavenly Genius List?” Elder Lü’s brow furrowed into a deep crease. “Are the nine great sects of the Central Heaven Region trying to corral every talent in the realm just to butcher them one by one?” “We cannot speak for all
Chapter 387: A Little Trick Lu Yun’s heart skipped a beat when he saw Qin Hong stride into the courtyard, trailed by a cultivator from the Myriad Phenomena Sect. Hearing them casually discuss him by name set off alarm bells in his mind. They are here for me. This cannot be good. He smoothed his
Chapter 388: Ruthless to This Extent “Ah?” Lu Yun stared at Qin Hong, genuine shock breaking through his facade. “What are you so surprised about?” Qin Hong smiled pleasantly, as if she were discussing the weather rather than a betrayal. “You, my little treasure, still have a purpose. But that idiot, Qi Feiyan? A disciple
Chapter 389: Worth Anticipating Liu He bowed deeply, his hands cupped in reverence toward the dais. “Master, Martial Uncles. If the Demonic Star, Han Yu, is truly the man known as Quanlin in Yanhe City, I stake my life that he is no villain. I witnessed his sword intent with my own eyes. Such pure,
Chapter 390: Number One Heavenly Genius? “Wait… break through to Golden Core?” Bai Die blinked, her pale eyes wide with genuine shock. “You aren’t a Golden Core cultivator?” “How do you think I killed Ding Mo?” Han Yu asked, his tone perfectly flat. “I don’t know! When did you ever tell me your cultivation level?”
Chapter 391: He Is Also a Heavenly Genius Many of the Rogue Cultivators here were actually Demonic Cultivators. Aside from those with glaringly obvious mutations, most kept their faces shrouded, hiding their true identities. Han Yu’s puppet blended seamlessly into the crowd, drawing no attention whatsoever. Striding past macabre stalls peddling Blood Essence, Pills, and
Chapter 392: A Sky-High Good Fortune “Are you done? What did you find out?” Bai Die asked Han Yu. Han Yu raised a finger, signaling her to stay silent. The moment the puppet left the Rogue Cultivator gathering, Han Yu sensed someone tailing it. Cross-referencing his other puppet and the spirit crow, he confirmed it
Chapter 393: Human Hearts The moment the two men made their move, Han Yu acted without hesitation. The puppet instantly activated a Foundation Establishment-level Talisman: the Blazing Flame Talisman. Flames erupted in a flash, entirely engulfing the two Qi Refining Demonic Cultivators. The two Rogue Cultivators shrieked in terror. One desperately cried out, “Fellow Daoist!
Chapter 394: Before the Spirit Vein Hmm? Han Yu was genuinely surprised by the news his puppet relayed back. What exactly was this Danqingzi’s background? His entire operation was a cheap scam, so how did he end up targeting Han Yu? A Golden Core cultivator, yet he wanted to “challenge” Han Yu? If his Golden
Chapter 395: Mo Li To advance to the Golden Core stage, Han Yu’s physique, soul, and cultivation base were already primed. All he lacked was a concealed location with relatively abundant Spiritual Qi where he could break through without drawing unwanted attention. Gannan Mountain was supposedly just such a place. Ding Mo had claimed to
Chapter 396: Underground Minor Spiritual Vein “Hmm?” Han Yu swept a calm glance over its massive form, his voice indifferent. “As your master, do I still need to play by the rules of the dead?” The enormous Mo Li shuddered, suddenly finding this new master a bit terrifying. “I don’t know, Master. If you don’t
Chapter 397: Golden Core Illusion Within the underground cavern, the crows lay in quiet dormancy, hanging like bats in the dark. The great black bear sprawled lazily along the bank of the subterranean river, letting the freezing, crystal-clear water wash over its paws in utter contentment. Mo Li’s massive bulk remained submerged in the abyssal
Chapter 398: Breaking the Formation The night was as dark as ink, the jagged silhouette of Gannan Mountain outlined against the moonlight. Mo Li’s massive bulk slowly surfaced from the earth, the scraping of its scales against the bedrock emitting a dull, heavy rumble. Displacing the soil, rocks and dirt rolled to either side like
Chapter 399: The One Who Defeated the Demon Star Leaving Gannan Mountain behind, Han Yu took Bai Die and changed course, heading back north. Golden Horse City lay to the southeast, which was where Old Daoist Li was currently holed up. However, the promise Han Yu needed to fulfill wasn’t owed to the old rogue,
Chapter 400: Tracking Them Down Hmm? They were actually doubling down on their nonsense? Han Yu found the sheer absurdity of these people staggering. But on second thought—now that he was a Golden Core cultivator, it wouldn’t hurt to take a slight detour. He could personally investigate what exactly this “Loose Cultivator Home” was, and
Chapter 401: Send Her Away? Fun? Hearing Yan San’s words, Han Yu could not help but arch an eyebrow. Aside from the rampant absurdity and blatant lies, exactly what part of this Loose Cultivator Home is supposed to be fun? She has to be messing with us, right? “Yan San, why are you here?” Han
Chapter 402: Searching for the Eighth When it came to the tricks and schemes of the Loose Cultivator Home, Han Yu had little interest in listening. No matter how honey-tongued or beguiling their words were, the path of cultivation was absolute. You either possessed the means, or you did not. It was impossible to conjure
Chapter 403: Admonition Hall Miss Yan San was right; demonic cultivators truly were capable of such acts… Weaving a web of lies to ensnare and lure wandering cultivators was, to demonic cultivators, akin to serving up a continuous, flowing banquet of delicacies. As the two conversed while walking, several more cultivators approached from the opposite
Chapter 404: Blood Debt, Blood Repayment The true secret treasure is hidden in the Admonition Hall? Han Yu’s Divine Sense swept across the entirety of the Loose Cultivator Home. In the next instant, another surge of Divine Sense erupted from deep underground. “Who dares to cause trouble in the Loose Cultivator Home!” As their Divine
Chapter 405: Giant Hand Covers the Mountain Stepping onto the invisible spindle, his Gold Core Magic Power flared to its absolute limit as he shot straight toward the young cultivator. The fake rat ears and tail had already been blasted off the young cultivator’s body. Now, desperately channeling his Magic Power, he stood upon his
Chapter 406: Empty Purple Mansion In response to the Mystic Sword Sect disciple’s death-defying declaration, a woman’s voice finally echoed from beyond the massive hand. “You Mystic Sword Sect blockheads are truly stubborn. When did I ever slaughter Huanghua City?” “I told you before, but you wouldn’t listen. Why are you still refusing to listen
Chapter 407: Slaying the Golden Core Han Yu’s Divine Sense swept outward, instantly detecting that his opponent’s Golden Core had burrowed deep into the soil, rapidly tunneling away underground. Before reaching the Golden Core realm, Han Yu possessed no Divine Sense. In a situation like this, he wouldn’t have even been able to guess where
Chapter 408: Divine Soul Sword Path As the giant hand lifted, it revealed a mountain shrouded in swirling purple mist. The Qi Refining Rogue Cultivators were already utterly paralyzed by the Hundred Flowers Poison. Even the Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivators and the hidden disciples of the nine great Sects, trapped beneath the crushing palm and
Chapter 409: Observing the Stars Again “I will say this one last time. I did not massacre Huanghua City.” Yan San scowled beside him. “The Demonic Sect were the ones trying to use Huanghua City for a blood sacrifice. I went out of my way to escort the citizens out.” “I just wasn’t much of
Chapter 410: Flesh and Blood Wonder Star The night was deep. Above the ruined Loose Cultivator Home, the heavy stench of blood stubbornly clung to the air. Han Yu and Yan San hovered in mid-air. Their Divine Sense swept the area time and time again, yet they failed to detect a single trace of a
Chapter 411: Slaying the Eighth Demon Star at Night (Part 1) Seeing the flesh and blood entirely obliterated, yet the faint, human-shaped outline still floating in the air and Danqingzi still speaking, both Yan San and Han Yu were taken aback. What kind of technique was this? Han Yu’s Star Luo Thread whipped through the
Chapter 412: Slaying the Eighth Demon Star at Night (End) As Danqingzi’s split soul finished speaking, the entire humanoid outline began to shift once more. Spiritual Qi surged toward it, and the newly formed silhouette gradually began to produce a sound. “Squeak… squeak…” “Han Yu… blood for blood…” The voice no longer belonged to an
Chapter 413: Fated Chance Sought Amidst Danger “Ancestor?” Subtle Star True Person immediately halted. He dropped Wei Qingyun and Bai Shiqi to the ground and bowed respectfully, awaiting instructions. He did not know where the Ancestor was projecting his voice from, but he knew that since the Ancestor had spoken, he was fully aware of
Chapter 415: Joyous Union Sect’s Demon Star “Big Brother Lu…” The first thing after his Golden Core solidified, Lu Yun lowered his head to look at Qin Xiaoshuang beside him, his pupils instantly contracting violently. That pure, innocent good girl, with a bloody hole in her chest, gave him a smile. “You’re a good person,
Chapter 415: The Joyous Union Sect’s Demon Star “Brother Lu…” The very first thing Lu Yun did upon condensing his Golden Core was to lower his head and look at Qin Xiaoshuang beside him. His pupils instantly contracted violently. That pure, innocent, and kind-hearted girl had a bloody hole in her chest. She offered him
Chapter 416: The Alchemy Old Daoist So the kid showed up at the Loose Cultivator Home with that Giant Demon Star and killed Danqingzi… The Giant Demon Star… that’s the lass named Yan San, right? They sure have a lot of free time on their hands. Then again, that Danqingzi had been strutting around boasting
Chapter 417: Hard to Decline Such Enthusiasm After utilizing Blood Escape to flee Golden Horse City, Old Daoist Li found a secluded spot to meticulously scrub away all traces on his body, including the lingering scent of the Memory Spirit Flower. Before, he hadn’t known what to look for, but now that he did, he
Chapter 418: Accelerating Blood Refining “Take this little girl back to Wanchun Valley?” Deacon Fang felt somewhat uneasy. “Young Sect Leader, you may not be aware, but Wanchun Valley currently strictly forbids bringing outsiders into the Sect, especially people from the Central Heaven Domain. It is better to be safe than sorry… I am afraid
Chapter 419: Extermination Demonic Stars… or rather, Wonder Stars… Only seven remained in the starry sky above. That night, Han Yu sat cross-legged in the courtyard. Having circulated the Star Luo Traction Technique, he gazed up to read the heavens. Four stars lingered in the north. Two were unknown. The one corresponding to Miss Yan
Chapter 420: The One Who Kills Demonic Cultivators is Han Yu Eight hundred miles north of Zhaoyuan City, a city of blue bricks and gray tiles stood along the banks of the Blackwater River. The city walls were heavily weathered by time. A massive plaque reading “Mingde City” hung above the gates. Below, throngs of
