Chapter 733: Eradication

spiritual energy Archipelago, Xingyue Marketplace remained as bustling as ever.

Yet over the past few years, numerous Four Nations Alliance lawships had begun patrolling, filling the air with tension.

One major reason was that the Void Anomalies had gradually begun appearing in the Southern Wastes.

Although the scale of the descent was far smaller than in other cultivation realms, the overall strength of the Four Nations of the Southern Wastes was too weak to withstand demonic incursions.

Even a single Jin Dan demonic cultivator descending would be enough to give the Four Nations Alliance a serious headache.

Wangyue Island, being relatively remote in geography, was no exception.

On this day.

On Wangyue Island, spiritual energy hung thick and misty; various spiritual plants and rice swayed gracefully in the wind, painting a lush, verdant scene.

Numerous spiritual farmers labored in the fields, the vast expanse of land meticulously divided and managed.

Under the management of the formidable woman Mo Lingwei, Wangyue Island had developed quite well.

At this moment, she sat within the Qingmu Pavilion’s grand hall, her expression grave as she reviewed the latest intelligence.

After a long while, she asked the cultivators below: “What did Wei Mengzhu say?”

“Report, Lady Mo: over the past two months, the Four Nations Alliance has discovered three more Void Anomalies within the territories of Jin and Liang.”

“Fortunately, before the Island Master departed, he had forewarned Wei Mengzhu and provided a solution, temporarily containing the situation.”

“But some Jin Dan demonic cultivators still managed to descend.”

“Now the Alliance leaders are organizing forces to resist the demonic sects—they’re likely stretched too thin.”

The one reporting in the hall was Wu Jiang’s son, Wu Wangfeng.

After several years, this young man’s cultivation had advanced to Foundation Establishment’s late stage.

Wu Wangfeng was steady and capable, his demeanor restrained, radiating the aura of a true prodigy.

Mo Lingwei’s eyebrows furrowed slightly: “According to the intelligence, the Void Anomaly located a hundred li from our island is of considerable scale.”

“If the demons succeed in descending, Brother Wu, please stay and lend me your aid.”

“Hold out until the Island Master returns.”

Wu Wangfeng bowed and said: “The Island Master has bestowed upon our Wu family a second life—I will die without hesitation for Wangyue Island!”

At that moment.

BOOM! The island’s protective array activated automatically, glowing with a blue-hued shield.

Immediately followed by a violent impact.

The entire Wangyue Island trembled; had Qin Ming not upgraded the protective array to Gao Jie lower grade before leaving, it would have already shattered into nothingness. “Huh? Such a remote place has a Gao Jie array guarding it?”

“Must be full of treasures—hahaha!”

A purple-haired old man clad in a demonic blood-patterned robe, surging with violent demonic energy, wielded a blood-colored demonic blade and slashed forth several terrifying beams of light against the array.

The Gao Jie protective array began to waver under this assault.

Behind the purple-haired old man stood hundreds of demonic cultivators, their eyes fixed hungrily on the island’s abundant Gao Jie spiritual plants.

“Dragon Blood Divine Tree, Five Elements Spiritual Peach, Void Spiritual Bamboo, Three Crimson Soul-Returning Grass, and so many high-grade spiritual rice…”

“Elder Wu Kui, we didn’t expect our first descent to land us such a treasure trove—we’ve struck it rich, hahaha!”

“While the Blood Refining Demon Sect and Ghost Realm Palace are still locked in bitter battles with human factions elsewhere, we ‘Wan Hun Ya’ get it all—hahaha!”

Mo Lingwei and Wu Wangfeng shot into the sky as twin streaks of light.

They gazed at the scene outside, their expressions instantly turning grim.

“Nascent Soul demonic lord!!”

With only their Foundation Establishment cultivation, they had no chance of resisting a Nascent Soul cultivator’s assault.

After repeatedly striking the protective array to no avail, seeing he could not break it quickly,

Elder Wu Kui of Wan Hun Ya showed a flicker of impatience, and from his withered palm appeared a talisman glowing with green light.

It was unmistakably a Gao Jie Break-Seal Talisman!

“This defensive array is truly troublesome—wasting one of my talismans.”

He gazed at Mo Lingwei’s breathtaking beauty within the island, his eyes gleaming, a wicked smile curling his lips.

The next instant.

The purple-haired old man activated the talisman, which transformed into a white streak and plunged into the island’s array.

BOOM!

The Wangyue Island protective array shuddered violently under immense impact; the blue shield’s runes grew chaotic, then trembled furiously.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Cracks spread densely across the barrier, then shattered like bubbles.

The people on Wangyue Island were filled with terror, staring in horror at what unfolded before them.

With the Gao Jie array destroyed, the demonic cultivators outside all glared with murderous intent, ready to surge forward.

ZZZZZ—suddenly,

The space around the island began to violently tremble, and spiritual energy grew chaotic.

The Wan Hun Ya cultivators had no idea what was happening; they all activated their magic power to resist the discomfort.

As they turned back in alarm, they saw in the distance a Five-Colored Lingxiao Bao Nian, radiating radiant treasure-light, approaching at astonishing speed, arriving at Wangyue Island’s edge in an instant.

Then, from within the Lingxiao Bao Nian came a brash, insolent voice:

“Damn it! My master’s just gone on a trip, and someone almost stole his home!”

Then Shi Tian Shu, draped in Five-Colored Command Flags, charged out wielding a black steel fork.

His body suddenly swelled to a hundred zhang tall; the black steel fork, “Zhan Xian Zhan,” pulsed with dark mystic light as he swept it horizontally across the demonic cultivators—SWISH! Hundreds of Wan Hun Ya demonic cultivators, still bewildered, were struck by the black light and exploded into clouds of blood mist, raining down as crimson gore.

Shi Tian Shu revealed his cultivation at the peak of San Jie, and the once-arrogant demonic cultivators became his fork’s fallen souls.

In an instant, only Elder Wu Kui remained, his face filled with shock as he stared behind Shi Tian Shu.

As a Nascent Soul demonic lord, he had sensed that the true threat sat within the Lingxiao Bao Nian.

Watching his disciples and grand-disciples slaughtered, Wu Kui felt no great emotional upheaval.

His sinister gaze fixed on the Bao Nian, triggering an inexplicable sense of dread within him.

Wu Kui was decisive by nature—he immediately summoned his demonic treasure and hurled it toward the opponent.

The blood-colored demonic blade flickered strangely in midair, instantly appearing before the Lingxiao Bao Nian.

Shi Tian Shu, moments ago brimming with dominance, now cried out in alarm, shrank back to his original size, and retreated into Xiao Ling Jing.

On the island, Mo Lingwei and the others had just seen Shi Tian Shu unleash his power, wiping out the demonic horde, and were about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Then they saw the Nascent Soul demonic lord unharmed, attacking the Island Master’s divine carriage—and their hearts tightened.

BOOM!!

As Wu Kui’s blood demonic blade neared the Lingxiao Bao Nian, a torrent-like aura erupted from within, creating a domain that instantly engulfed him.

His summoned blade lost its spiritual essence under this aura, wobbling and falling helplessly to the ground.

The purple-haired old man’s expression changed drastically—he cried out: “Nascent Soul Domain!”

“Nascent Soul mid-stage True Person?”

He instantly felt his magic power severed from the external spiritual energy, like a tiger with its teeth pulled—agonizingly powerless.

His cultivation strength dropped to barely one or two percent. Then—

As he froze in shock, his vision abruptly shifted into an endless sea of blood.

He instantly felt his cultivation suppressed down to False Nascent Soul.

His body staggered, barely maintaining control over his internal magic flow.

“Dare to lay hands on my island? You’ve grown tired of living.”

As a faint voice echoed, a plain-looking young cultivator appeared in the air before him.

The Wan Hun Ya elder felt his heart pound violently at the sight of this man.

Knowing he was no match, he immediately pulled out a yellow talisman and hurled it toward the edge of the Nascent Soul Domain, trying to carve out an escape route.

Yet the next instant—

The old man’s Nascent Soul revealed terror, sensing an overwhelming calamity descending.

It was the same feeling one gets when facing heavenly tribulation.

They saw Qin Ming in his hand hold a simple, ancient bronze mirror, which erupted with golden light and swept toward him.

BOOM! Three-colored toxic flame formed a roaring lion-eagle, lunging straight at the purple-haired elder’s Nascent Soul.

The Wan Hun Ya elder’s eyes flashed with ruthlessness—he immediately unleashed his Nascent Soul to teleport away, but to his horror, no matter how he fled, the tribulation flame locked onto him.

Then heavenly fire ignored all his defenses and descended directly upon his Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul screamed in agony, its cries fading gradually until silence fell.

Qin Ming casually waved his hand; the three-colored toxic flame vanished into the air. He then skillfully cast Thorns Technique, draining the elder’s corpse into a fist-sized blood pearl.

After retrieving the corpse’s storage bag, he buried the desiccated body beneath the Lei Yuanmo Jujube Tree to nourish the spiritual plants.

…

Under the dual suppression of the Nascent Soul Domain and the Xue Futu treasure, Qin Ming now eradicated early-stage Nascent Soul demonic cultivators as if crushing insects.

Moreover, he possessed a terrifying Gao Jie upper-grade toxic flame.

After retrieving the Xue Futu treasure, Qin Ming’s figure reappeared in midair.

Mo Lingwei, Wu Wangfeng, and the others stared blankly at what had just transpired.

They had seen Shi Tian Shu appear and sweep away the demonic horde.

Then the so-called Elder Wu Kui had been pulled into another space by Qin Ming.

What followed, they could not see at all.

Only half a cup of tea passed before Qin Ming emerged alone; the Nascent Soul demon lord had vanished without a trace.

His fate was all too obvious.

Wu Wangfeng was also deeply shaken.

From the moment Zhenjun Wangyue appeared to resolving the crisis on Wangyue Island, it was done in mere moments, with an air of effortless calm.

He must be among the most terrifying beings in the Nascent Soul realm, far stronger than before.

“Ling Wei pays homage to the Island Master!”

“Disciple pays homage to the Island Master!”

Mo Lingwei and Wu Wangfeng flew up from Lingdao Island and bowed respectfully.

“Hmm, no need for formalities,” Qin Ming said coolly. “Come to Qingmu Pavilion to see me.”

Shortly after,

Qin Ming transformed into a streak of light and returned to the island.

The protective array on Wangyue Island had been destroyed; he immediately took a set of fourth-rank middle-grade arrays from the deceased demon lord’s storage pouch and installed them on the island.

Inside Qingmu Pavilion, Qin Ming listened to Mo Lingwei’s report and gained a clear understanding of what had transpired in the Southern Wastes over the past few years.

“Hmm, Mo Lingwei, you’ve managed Lingdao Island well.”

Mo Lingwei quickly replied: “It is my duty. Had the Island Master not returned in time, we would have been utterly unable to repel the demonic invasion today.”

“Who would have thought that Nascent Soul demon lords were now appearing in the Southern Wastes? Should we send reinforcements to Lord Wei and the others?”

Qin Ming pondered briefly, then sent Shitian Rat to deal with the matter, taking along Xuanshui Crocodile and Yinyi Frost Bees.

“You need not worry too much—no more Nascent Soul demon lords will descend to this realm from now on.”

“For a long time to come, I shall personally oversee the Southern Wastes.”

“Each of you, return to your duties and carry on as usual.”

Qin Ming said with indifference.

His alias, Qishang Demon Lord, had already resolved this matter at the demonic council; this unfortunate Nascent Soul demon lord from Wan Hun Cliff must have acted on his own initiative.

That is why he appeared in the Southern Wastes.

Upon hearing this, Mo Lingwei immediately relaxed.

“By the way, have you accumulated enough merit points?” Qin Ming asked next.

Mo Lingwei answered honestly: “My Lord, I accumulated some merit from missions investigating spatial anomalies, but I still lack three thousand points to exchange for a Jin Dan elixir.”

“Hmm, since you defended the island well, I shall reward you. Go to Wei Wuyan and claim your Jin Dan elixir on my orders.”

Qin Ming then took a jade vial from his storage pouch and handed it to her: “This is Xuan Sha Spirit Liquid, a key ingredient for Core Formation. Once you receive the Jin Dan elixir, you may begin your seclusion to break through to the Golden Core realm.”

Mo Lingwei accepted the vial, her face flushed with excitement as she bowed deeply: “Thank you, Island Master! Ling Wei will not disappoint your expectations!”

With this Core Formation ingredient, her chances of breaking through had increased significantly.

Wu Wangfeng, standing nearby, was filled with envy.

Qin Ming also granted him a vial of second-rank superior Yuxuan Pills and two life-saving artifacts, offered words of encouragement, then dismissed them both.

Not long after,

News spread through the cultivation world that Zhenjun Wangyue had returned to the Southern Wastes and annihilated a Nascent Soul demon lord with an iron fist; cultivators, like those who had found their anchor, felt reassured.

With Qin Ming stationed in the Southern Wastes, all factions now felt at ease.

Shitian Rat, accompanied by his two other spiritual pets, swiftly helped the Four Nations Alliance eliminate several spatial anomalies appearing across the four nations of the Southern Wastes.

After all, these smaller spatial portals only allowed demonic cultivators of at most Golden Core level to descend.

With Shitian Rat’s current cultivation and power, clearing these minor demonic bands was trivial.

Within just a few months, peace had been restored across the four nations, and they had emerged from the crisis.

This elevated Qin Ming’s reputation to its peak among the cultivators of the four nations.

“Master, all tasks completed! Hehehe!”

Shitian Rat strode back onto the island, shoulder slung with a black steel fork, striding with fierce pride.

Qin Ming nodded approvingly. “You’ve acquired enough Tribulation-Repelling treasures—now prepare to enter seclusion and break through to the Transformation Realm.”

“You may pick and consume the Yunying Fruit from the tree yourself.”

“Hehehe, Master, rest assured—with this treasure, I have every confidence I’ll break through to become a Transformation Great Demon.”

Shitian Rat pulled out the Xuan Ling Armor, tapped its turtle-shell surface proudly.

(End of Chapter)