Chapter 185

It is already deep night; although moonlight shrouds the area, Moon Cliff Platform lies deep in the mountains, and the lush ancient trees block the moonlight layer upon layer.

Wang Ping's silhouette fell upon the ridge of Moon Cliff Platform; he used to live nearby back then, and the faint moonlight stubbornly pierced through the layers of leaves, casting a hazy glow over the surroundings.

Wang Ping silently passed through layer after layer of courtyards; sure enough, over ninety years have passed, everything has changed beyond recognition, the courtyards here have obviously been rebuilt, and the vague scene in his memory has become even more vague.

Finally, Wang Ping stood before a newly built luxurious courtyard; back then he indeed lived here, but it was merely an ordinary small courtyard with front and back yards. Now even the outer gate and the stone carvings at the entrance reveal how extraordinary the residents of this place are within the Wang Clan!

After merely a glance, Wang Ping wanted to turn and leave; this place is no longer worth his lingering.

But as he stepped forward, his expression shifted; a flash of movement had already carried him inside the courtyard. This courtyard is large, yet few people inhabit it, and in one room a light still burns!

"Alas! You said it's been nearly a year, why hasn't Granduncle been found yet? Today Wang De and his lot are getting arrogant again! You say Granduncle won't really…"

"Nonsense! Granduncle is, in the history of the cultivation world, the number one Foundation Establishment combatant; Foundation Establishment Great Perfection can slay Golden Core cultivators—such a heavenly prodigy, how could he die so easily!"

The infiltrating Wang Ping halted his steps; Great Perfection battles Golden Core?

Isn't that referring to me?

But why would these two mere Qi Refining second-level juniors call themselves Granduncle?

A strange color flashed in Wang Ping's eyes as he continued to stand in the corner, listening to the two juniors speak.

In this room there are two children about eleven or twelve years old; though young, they have already reached Qi Refining second level—this talent far surpasses what Wang Ping had back then!

At this moment, the younger boy who spoke first said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Alas! It hasn't been that long; Granduncle still hasn't shown up—am I anxious?"

The older one gave him a glance and said:

"What the hell are you anxious about? Granduncle is surely injured and recuperating; I've heard that the higher a cultivator's realm, the longer the recovery time after injury!"

The younger one said: "I truly wish Granduncle would return to give those direct-lineage folks a proper lesson! Wang Zhi, do you think Granduncle will come back?"

The boy named Wang Zhi pondered and said: "He should return, after all Grandma Wang is still alive; I heard that back then Grandma Wang treated Granduncle very well, and given how powerful Granduncle is, he will surely come back!"

Wang Ping listened silently; from the two children he gathered much information—over these many years, the Wang Clan's direct-lineage people still haven't changed their nasty habits.

Do any of my old acquaintances from back then still live, or have they successfully achieved Foundation Establishment?

They call me Granduncle, and there's also Grandma Wang—Wang Ping has now recalled who that person is.

A complex hue appeared in his eyes; that Grandma Wang is very likely the paternal half-sister of his former self, Wang Yue'er—after his original parents died, Wang Yue'er took good care of him, but later she was married off, and his original self died again; the Wang Ping who transmigrated over never saw her, and with time he forgot her.

Now it seems that Older Sister Wang has returned to the clan as well!

Wang Ping is unfamiliar with them; back then he didn't even know all the members of the Wang Clan before he entered the Azure Cloud Sect, but regarding his father's branch line, he still knows a few brothers and uncles.

Compared to the main line's aggressive pressure, to have him relinquish the quota to enter the Qingyue Sect, the two uncles of his father's branch did not add fuel to the fire, but gave him some support.

Now standing here, Wang Ping felt a wave of dizziness, and the events of the past gradually became clear. He had ignored the Wang family for so many years, partly due to his own low strength, but more so because he had never considered himself a member of the Wang family!

However, how did even a ten‑something‑year‑old child know about my killing a Golden Core cultivator? And what's this nonsense about being the strongest in Foundation Establishment combat power? Since the matter of my killing Huoyunzi has been leaked, will the sect behind Huoyunzi already have acted against Yunluo Mountain?

A series of doubts arose in Wang Ping's mind. After glancing at the two children, his spiritual sense spread silently, enveloping the entire manor. In such a large courtyard, only these two children and a sixth‑layer Qi Refining cultivator reside.

Wang Ping's figure gradually blurred, then reappeared beside that sixth‑layer Qi Refining cultivator. He pointed his finger, pressing it against the cultivator's forehead.

Soul Confusion Technique!

It is a secret technique he learned from those spoils' jade slips, usable on cultivators one realm lower than himself. Compared to the Soul Search Technique, this secret technique is much milder.

However, with Wang Ping's current spiritual sense, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator could be subjected to his Soul Confusion Technique.

"Tell me everything that has happened concerning Wang Ping over the past year!"

Wang Ping stood before that cultivator and spoke calmly.

That cultivator kept his eyes tightly shut, yet his mouth continuously recited the events of the past year.

Regarding his affairs, that cultivator spoke for a full hour!

Then Wang Ping had him recount the matters concerning the Wang family.

This talk also lasted another hour. After he finished speaking, Wang Ping again pressed his finger to the cultivator's brow and softly said, "Forget this matter!"

The unconscious cultivator's lips twitched: "Forget this matter!"

………

The sky had already brightened; Wang Ping sat cross‑legged by a pond, quietly recalling the information he had received last night. He never imagined that after killing Huoyunzi, such a major event would occur!

The Hundred Nations Alliance's Heavenly Pride Monument trembled!

For ten thousand years, the number one in attack power among Foundation Establishment cultivators!

A Nascent Soul Grand Perfection cultivator wishes to take me as his disciple!

The Yunluo Mountain Range is now extremely lively; it is said that cultivators visiting it come in an endless stream every day.

Many Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Hundred Nations Alliance have come to the Xichui region, their goal being to challenge Wang Ping!

Among these events, only the fact that a Nascent Soul Grand Perfection cultivator of the Alliance wishes to take me as his disciple makes Wang Ping treat it solemnly. He already knows that the Spirit Realm is the Sixth Seal Demon Land; now the hidden hand has revealed a trace, making it hard to say what will happen next in the Spirit Realm.

But a large‑scale war is very likely to break out. Beneath the Spirit Realm a Demon Emperor's skull is sealed, an existence of the Great Vehicle stage. Moreover, the most terrifying point is that during the period when those who vanished from the Sixth Seal Demon Land disappeared from the sight of the Spirit Realm's human race, where exactly did those ascended cultivators go?

The Four Grand Masters, the Spirit Insect True Person — these are what Wang Ping knows. In antiquity, there must have been many more legendary heroes; where did they all go?

Wang Ping has a premonition that the cultivation world, which has enjoyed ten thousand years of peace, will likely face a great catastrophe soon!

At this time, if he had a Nascent Soul Grand Perfection Dao cultivator as his master, Wang Ping's situation would undoubtedly improve greatly! But it could also bring him unparalleled danger!

After all, the Hundred Nations Alliance is the greatest power in the Spirit Realm; once a major upheaval occurs, it will surely be the first to bear the brunt. At that point, a single misstep could reduce the Alliance headquarters to ashes!

But he recalled the old man's words: the Azure Emperor might be guarding this world, and their Alliance headquarters might retain remnants of powerful beings who survived the demon‑slaying war!

During those last three days, the old man told him: if the opportunity arises, he must enter the Hundred Nations Alliance; if the Sixth Seal Demon Land undergoes a major upheaval, that place could become a dangerous Dao battlefield, but it could also become the safest spot in the Spirit Realm!

It's a fifty‑fifty chance either way!