Chapter 513

462. Chapter 461: Harvest

No one had expected that the golden academy, moments ago serene, was now engulfed in flames, with continuous cries of battle; the tensions between the golden academy and these cultivators from the Immortal Continent had built up over time, Li Yi's ordeal merely a microcosm—most had suffered oppression from these cultivators.

Though they claimed friendship and never took lives, they had plundered countless treasures and opportunities from others during this period.

Now, with the appearance of Wu Lao, the balance of power was shattered; under these circumstances, Vice Dean Sun Sun Boxiu naturally chose to strike without hesitation, for if they waited until the enemy had drained every valuable resource and fully understood their weaknesses, the golden academy would truly be finished.

If today we could trap all these people here, the people of the Immortal Continent would grow fearful as a result.

At this moment, cannons roared in unison, energy beams flew wildly, and the scene was utterly chaotic.

Yet amid this chaotic battle, the six Nascent Soul experts joined forces, attempting to activate the teleportation array to summon Mahayana-level warriors for a cross-realm strike—kill Wu Yong, and all problems would be resolved.

"Comrade Wu, kill those six Nascent Soul cultivators, preserve the teleportation array, and see if their elites dare cross over." Hidden within the clouds, Cang Cang Erzi transmitted his thoughts: "Do not destroy the teleportation array."

"Why?" Wu Lao's expression shifted, puzzled.

Cang Cang Erzi's voice remained calm: "How long does it take an expert like us to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"A single breath." Wu Lao replied.

"They think the same. If we swiftly kill the Nascent Souls and destroy the array, we signal that we fear their crossing over. But if we leave the array intact, they will hesitate to come—even if they do, they'll send only one to test the waters, nothing to worry about. Only by blending illusion and reality can we intimidate a powerful foe; after all, our strength has not fully recovered, and we must not take unnecessary risks. Once I regain my full power, I'll pay a visit to the Immortal Continent and kill one of their immortals to gauge their strength."

"I see." Wu Lao now understood.

Indeed, the old are wiser. He had only wanted to swiftly kill the Nascent Souls and destroy the array, never considering this layer.

To ensure absolute success, Wu Lao now produced a bronze furnace in his hand.

It was the treasured artifact of the Dao Vessel Sect: the Heaven-and-Earth Furnace.

This artifact had been severely damaged, but after days of nurturing and repair, it had regained some of its power—though far from its peak, it was more than sufficient to kill a few Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Go."

Wu Lao's Primordial Spirit flower glowed brightly, and the bronze furnace transformed into a streak of starfire, hurtling toward the six Nascent Soul cultivators.

"What is that?"

The six Nascent Soul experts sensed terrifying danger, but their spiritual sense detected only an old, broken bronze furnace—its flight swift, flickering with faint flames, its power seemingly weak, even fragile enough to shatter with a slight force.

Yet this very strike filled the six Nascent Soul experts with horror.

As it collided, their defensive magic treasures shattered instantly; beneath the glimmering starfire, their bodies dissolved in an instant, without time to react—all six guardians of the teleportation array vanished, leaving no trace.

Moreover, Wu Lao controlled the power precisely, leaving the teleportation array unharmed.

"How could this be?" Tai Tai Xianweng, witnessing this, nearly had his Primordial Spirit flee his body.

Six Nascent Soul experts, armed with magic treasures, obliterated in a single strike? This was terrifying.

Wu Lao's gaze flickered, finally settling on Tai Tai Xianweng: "You are the most treacherous—always scheming against others. But since you're somewhat useful, I'll spare your life for now. However, you must surrender your cultivation method and all your possessions. If you hide even a single item, you know the consequence."

"Dare not, absolutely dare not."

Tai Tai Xianweng broke into cold sweat, hastily producing a spirit stone, shaping it into a jade slip, and carving his entire knowledge of cultivation techniques into it with his spiritual sense.

Then, he offered the jade slip and all his storage magic artifacts with both hands.

Wu Lao waved his hand through the air, catching both items. He examined the jade slip—it contained genuine cultivation methods. Tai Tai Xianweng's main technique was the Nine-Transformation Immortal Scripture, corresponding to the nine cultivation realms, one transformation per realm—but the scripture was incomplete, containing only six transformations, sufficient to reach Tribulation Crossing.

Yet this was normal.

A Nascent Soul cultivator possessing half of an immortal scripture was already fortunate; a complete lineage could only be obtained from major sects—no one would openly carry such a transmission.

"Elder, may I beg for mercy?" Tai Tai Xianweng asked cautiously.

"No." Wu Lao said, sweeping his robe.

Five-colored radiance enveloped him.

Tai Tai Xianweng's pupils shrank sharply—but too late. With his strength, how could he escape from Wu Lao, a Three-Flower expert?

As the five-colored light swept over him,

His body immediately dissolved under the Five Elements light; amid a piercing scream, his Primordial Spirit could not withstand the cycle of the five elements and celestial refining, vanishing instantly—completely erased, not a trace left.

All his scheming could not withstand a single strike from a true expert.

After memorizing the jade slip's contents, Wu Lao discarded it, sending it to Xuan Yuezi and Cang Cang Erzi for their review.

"Cultivation method? Not bad, some useful insights—but incomplete, useless to us." Cang Cang Erzi commented: "This can be given to the golden academy as a foundation."

Xuan Yuezi finished reading and said: "If we could obtain the complete cultivation lineage, we might consider dual-cultivation. Wu Lao, all their Nascent Soul and Golden Core experts are dead—no need to strike further. Li Yi is safe. We only need to monitor this teleportation array—if they attempt to cross over, capture them immediately."

Wu Lao nodded in deep agreement.

The teleportation array now glowed, activated—but no elite crossed over.

For at this moment, in a corner of the Immortal Continent,

masters of all major sects gathered, staring silently at the glowing teleportation array in the hall.

"Earth has experts—one strike erased the sword essence I left on my disciple Li Li Chengyu. Such power implies at least a Tribulation Crossing-level existence." A gray-bearded sword cultivator spoke grimly—he was Wang Wang Jiantong, a Mahayana expert from the Sword Controlling Sect.

"The teleportation arrays left by several sects for their Nascent Soul disciples have been glowing for some time. Should we cross over and fight?" asked a Daoist in a robe, holding a fly whisk.

"With their strength, killing a few Nascent Souls takes mere instants. The array remains active, undestroyed—this is deliberate. Do they truly believe we dare cross over, even unafraid of their Mahayana-level warriors? Or are they leaving the array to sow doubt?" muttered a sect master with a dark expression.

"A Mahayana-level expert crossing realms is a matter of grave consequence. If we accidentally shatter one of their continents and provoke divine wrath, what then? Our losses are still minor—only a few disciples lost, not crippling. But if we get dragged in, we may truly ignite a realm war." A senior elder from the Purple Qi Palace spoke calmly.

The others stared at the glowing array, falling silent again.

Otherwise, with their strength, they could have reinforced the six Nascent Souls the moment the array activated.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, Wang Wang Jiantong flicked his finger, shattering the teleportation array before him.

All turned to him at once.

"Since our disciples have already been slaughtered by their experts, going now is pointless. Let this end here. Postpone crossing over—opening a realm war is sheer folly." Wang Wang Jiantong declared.

The others said nothing, tacitly accepting this decision.

No one dared to cross over.

They were waiting like hunters by the rabbit hole—no matter the risk, none would dare venture. If their enemy was truly powerful, crossing over would mean certain death.

Better to wait. The conflict has escalated enough—must not provoke further. We still know too little about Earth, and have not uncovered the identity of that deity—under no circumstances can we start a realm war.

"Then open passage for lone cultivators. Those wanderers are penniless and love risk, chasing petty gains even at the cost of their lives—perhaps they'll stir something up." Several Mahayana experts agreed to the plan.

On this side, the teleportation array was destroyed.

The golden academy's teleportation array also suddenly exploded—destroyed as well.

Wu Lao paused, then smiled: "They chose to destroy the array, unwilling to cross over. Clearly, they've been intimidated."

"Naturally. Mahayana-level experts stand on the brink of immortality—why risk crossing realms for a few Nascent Soul disciples? Moreover, they know nothing of this land. If they stumble into disaster, centuries of cultivation vanish in an instant—how tragic?" Cang Cang Erzi said calmly, as if certain this outcome was inevitable.

But this major event had nothing to do with Li Yi. He had finished hunting the Nascent Soul cultivators and now turned toward the Golden Core cultivators.

At this moment, corpses littered the ground, rivers ran red with blood.

These cultivators were trapped by the five-colored net spanning heaven and earth, with no escape—forced to fight desperately.

"Li Yi, you demon! Will you spare even Foundation Establishment cultivators? Are you truly going to exterminate us all?" A Golden Core cultivator, fleeing with a dozen Foundation Establishment disciples, was cut off by Li Yi.

The Golden Core cultivator knew his fate was sealed, yet still roared in fury.

"I recognize you. That day, when I escaped through the cross-realm gate, you sent Zhang Zhang Yihua to his death. How dare you speak?" Li Yi's gaze turned cold, then pointed at a Foundation Establishment cultivator: "You—I remember you. You made a deal with Lin Lin Caiyi, eyeing my mount, Shan Yi."

At this gesture, Mu Mu Dao Ren, the Foundation Establishment cultivator, turned pale, trembling all over.

He never imagined his secret deal with Lin Lin Caiyi was known—now Li Yi was coming for revenge.

"Spare, spare my life! I have a Time-Elixir—consume it, and though you lose ten years of life, you gain ten years of cultivation." Mu Mu Dao Ren fumbled for his possessions, begging for mercy.

But before he finished speaking, Li Yi raised his hand—a crimson-white Gangqi slashed down. Empowered by the Heartfire Qi of his Five-Qi Realm first layer, its power was terrifying—even killing Golden Core cultivators was effortless.

Mu Mu Dao Ren screamed and died instantly; the elixir he had just pulled out was still warm when Li Yi snatched it away.

"No need to bother—I prefer to take what's mine myself." Li Yi took the elixir, recalling he had found another one in Lin Lin Caiyi's storage ring.

If he consumed both, could he save twenty years of cultivation?

If so, he could soon break through to Five-Qi Realm second layer.

As for twenty years of lifespan—trivial.

He had many Life-Elixirs; eating one would restore them easily.

"Run!" The Golden Core cultivator, seeing Li Yi's demonic nature, dared not speak, fleeing in terror with his light-speed dash.

"Waste of effort." Li Yi showed no mercy, summoning the Wind Summoning Art, his Heartfire Qi surging forth.

In a single glance, the Golden Core cultivator screamed and fell from the sky, blown to dust by the wind; the Foundation Establishment cultivators were even weaker—their bodies ignited instantly upon contact with the Heartfire Qi, writhing and shrieking before falling silent.

Only after mastering supreme Dao arts did Li Yi realize how weak these cultivators truly were.