Chapter 386

Wood Kingdom, Layered Peaks Mountain.

When Yunhe returned, he saw the new Fragrance Listening Tower mountain gate at the outermost edge of Layered Peaks Mountain already repaired.

However, he had no intention of showing himself for the time being, and instead silently returned to his own cave dwelling.

"Feasible."

Yunhe looked at the cluster of crimson essence blood floating before him, emitting strong wood-attribute spiritual aura fluctuations, and showed a satisfied expression.

Fact proved that to condense a Five Elements Spirit Body, at least the essence blood of a Four-Star Beast is needed to satisfy the requirement.

"However, compared to the essence blood of a Demon Beast Body, the essence blood of the Green Male Bullfrog can only be considered barely sufficient."

This made Yunhe realize that perhaps even the essence blood of the Land Mountain Turtle might not meet the requirement for condensing a Five Elements Spirit Body in the "Great Longevity Five Elements True Scripture."

But this also indicated that if he could successfully condense a Five Elements Spirit Body, the benefits might be greater than he imagined.

"Forget it, worst case we'll think of another way."

Condensing the wood-element spirit body is destined not to be a short-time task.

"Exactly, Daoist Yun." Feng Qingdan nodded.

Layered Peaks Mountain.

And the Corpse Puppet knew Feng Qingdan would not dare to casually refuse him; this visit was merely to say hello, giving face to fellow Yuan Ying cultivators.

"I think the Wood Spirit Sect is not bad," Corpse Yin chuckled gloomily.

If the Corpse Puppet Sect were to settle in the Wood Kingdom, the Fragrance Listening Tower would sooner or later feel its influence, even suppression.

As for why Corpse Yin had come, Feng Qingdan already knew in her heart; this was something she had anticipated.

Corpse Yin's expression shifted, after a moment of thought he squeezed out an awkward smile and said: "Since the Wood Kingdom has Daoist Yun and Daoist Feng guarding it, safety is naturally assured, so I won't bother you further."

Baihua Valley has many female cultivators, most of whom retain complete yin essence; if these women were refined into living corpses, their power would certainly be extraordinary.

With this thought, Yunhe repeatedly cast hand signs at the essence blood before him, and under the stimulation of his special spiritual power, the blood revealed the outline of the Green Male Bullfrog.

Feng Qingdan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Daoist Corpse, aren't you also rebuilding your mountain gate? How do you have time to come sit in my Fragrance Listening Tower?" Seeing his appearance, Feng Qingdan felt a slight tension but still smiled as she asked.

At this moment, the main gate of the Fragrance Listening Tower's cultivation chamber swung open, and a graceful figure flew out, her almond eyes gazing at the black clouds approaching in the distance, feeling the tremor of the mountain-protecting formation; her expression was not pleasant.

"Actually, Baihua Valley is not bad either," he added.

But before the outline of the Green Male Bullfrog could fully form, Yunhe directly shattered it with forceful means and recondensed it.

"I'm afraid Daoist Corpse will be disappointed," Feng Qingdan said in a flat tone.

Corpse Yin sighed.

"Still, thank you for your trouble, Daoist Corpse," Feng Qingdan said with a smile.

"Oh? Which mountain gate have you taken a liking to, Daoist?" Feng Qingdan also joked in reply.

Being able to escape from the late Fourth Level Thousand-Wing Blood Mosquito shows not only its escape ability but also Yunhe's pursuit ability; the Yuan Ying escape method relied upon by Yuan Ying cultivators may not guarantee safety, and such an opponent is absolutely not something an early-stage Yuan Ying cultivator would wish to face.

Although the Corpse Puppet is also an early-stage Yuan Ying cultivator, his cultivation base is considerably stronger than hers, and moreover the Corpse Puppet Sect is a branch of the demonic Corpse Sect; the Corpse Sect's corpse-refining techniques are absolutely the strongest counter to cultivators like her who practice the Alluring Sect methods.

The location of the new Fragrance Listening Tower mountain gate.

"Alas, how could Daoist Feng have such luck? Within the Wood Kingdom, the two Daoists' deaths and their sitting in meditation have given you such a good opportunity to take residence. I, however, am not like you; I'm still running around looking for a suitable mountain gate location."

Upon hearing this, Corpse Yin startled, then reacted: "Running, Old Devil Yun cough cough, that Yun Daoist who successfully escaped from the late Fourth Level Thousand-Wing Blood Mosquito demon beast?"

Feng Qingdan also froze a moment; she had heard this title as well, and involuntarily furrowed her brows, obviously not pleased with such an appellation; fortunately Corpse Yin realized his slip of the tongue and quickly corrected himself.

Not to mention them; even those Yuan Ying cultivators who claim to be of the righteous path, which one doesn't have hundreds, thousands, or even more lives on their hands?

Speaking, his withered gray-white face twitched slightly, his jet-black eyes flashing a glint of light, as he joked:

"I think this Wood Kingdom is not bad; the decline of the Wood Spirit Sect and Baihua Valley is already settled. Why not, let us fellow Daoists jointly guard this Wood Kingdom, how about it?"

A laugh tinged with a hint of gloom came from afar, shaking the mountain-protecting formation of the present Fragrance Listening Tower, causing the already few disciples inside the mountain gate to turn pale.

He could tell that Feng Qingdan and the entire Fragrance Listening Tower belonged under Yunhe's command; if he also wanted to take residence in the Wood Kingdom, he would naturally not avoid this situation, for he clearly knew he was likely no match for Yunhe.

As for the title "Old Devil," neither she nor Corpse Yin found anything wrong with it, after all, which demonic cultivator isn't an old devil?

The Corpse Puppet revealed a smile full of yin coldness, glanced at her sideways and said: "Could it be that Daoist Feng does not welcome my Corpse Puppet Sect?"

"Hmm?"

Feng Qingdan, however, did not pay much attention to his veiled threat, merely saying: "The Wood Kingdom is not under my control; it is the guest elder of the Baihua Tower, Daoist Yun Yunhe."

Far off, one could see a mass of black cloud wrapped in thick corpse-sha qi rapidly approaching from afar.

Corpse Yin flew straight into the Fragrance Listening Tower without hesitation, his gaze sweeping over the newly built structures, revealing a hint of interest.

The mountain gate of the Wood Spirit Sect is lush with wood qi, the spiritual veins' spiritual energy abundant; with just a little interference, he could guide that wood-attribute spiritual energy into yin wood qi, greatly benefiting his Corpse Puppet Sect cultivators in nurturing yin wood corpses.

"Hahaha——Daoist Feng, long time no see, I never expected your 'Fragrance Listening Tower' to have completed reconstruction; it truly makes this old man envious."

"Water gives birth to wood!"

"Running Old Devil?"

But soon, the unpleasant expression on her face faded completely, revealing a charming, alluring look; she waved her hand to open the mountain-protecting formation and went forward to meet him, saying:

"Your visit, Daoist Corpse, brings glory to our humble abode."

The visitor was the Supreme Elder of the demonic sect Corpse Puppet Sect, Corpse Yin.

Corpse Yin flicked his sleeve, rolling corpse-sha qi as he flew outward from the mountain-protecting formation.

After he departed, Feng Qingdan slightly relaxed her breath, her expression somewhat relieved, yet also tinged with sigh.

She had long sensed that Yunhe would have the opportunity to become a major power in the Eastern Realm cultivation world; she just didn't expect that, being only an early-stage Yuan Ying cultivator, he already possessed considerable deterrent power among early-stage Yuan Ying cultivators.

Thus line: Yao Shou Shijie.

Once again coming to the bottomless abyss, Yunhe looked down from above.

I don't know if it's because of his cultivation increase, but the place that once seemed ferocious in his eyes now appears not so dangerous, at most a poor mountain and bad water locale.

However, he clearly knows that the deepest part of this place remains unsafe.

After a brief thought, Yunhe extended his Demon Sense and headed toward the bottom of the Abyssal Ravine.

The icy black water remained piercingly cold.

Having prior experience, Yunhe did not go straight to the deepest part of the Abyssal Ravine; his Demon Sense reached its bottom.

"Huh?"

Yunhe suddenly stopped, his eyes showing a hint of surprise.

"A youngster of the Spirit Turtle Clan?"

A voice echoed in his mind.

Yunhe's expression flickered slightly.

He was surprised because he could sense that the entity communicating with him this time was not the same one that had previously frightened him away.

Both its tone and aura differed.

Yet his Demon Sense could only detect a single peculiar spiritual fluctuation at the bottom of the Abyssal Ravine.

Moreover, a faint power seemed to seal that place, allowing his Demon Sense only a vague perception.

"Who are you, senior?" Yunhe hesitated, then sent the question via Demon Sense.

"Heh, you're cautious, little one—your Demon Sense isn't weak; to cultivate such a Demon Sense in a demon beast's body shows fine talent. No wonder the old turtle is so excited." The voice carried a hint of teasing.

Before Yunhe could reply, the entity continued: "Little one, would you like to break through to the fifth level, sixth level, or even higher?"

"Help me with one thing, and I will assist you."

Fifth level, sixth level, or even higher?

Yunhe's eyes showed longing.

Who would think a demon beast wouldn't want that?

If he could cultivate to the fifth level, he would be comparable to a God Transformation cultivator; if to the sixth level, he would achieve Return to the Void!

He dared not even imagine how long his lifespan would be or how formidable his strength would become upon reaching such a level.

Suddenly.

Yunhe felt a sudden stab of pain in his mind, jolted awake, his eyes flashing with shock.

"Demonic Sound?!"

"Huh?"

The voice's owner seemed somewhat surprised, not expecting Yunhe to react so quickly.

"You're not a demon beast!" Yunhe tensed, focusing his spirit; the Beast Soul Banner showed no reaction.

His intuition told him that any further contact would be a great danger to him.

Yet regarding this place and the other's identity, Yunhe felt a strong curiosity.

And curiosity, in many situations, is not a good thing.

"Hahaha— a demon beast? How could I possibly be one?"

The voice cut off abruptly.

It actually turned into another entity.

"Little friend, Daoist Friend Guiyuan is in seclusion; if you come seeking him, you may need to wait a few more days."

This time the speaking entity seemed much gentler.

"However, if you seek some answers, perhaps I can provide a couple."

"No need, thank you, senior."

Yunhe's decisive refusal was somewhat beyond the other's expectation.

Yunhe knew well that, whether in the Thus line: Yao Shou Shijie or the Cultivation World, gratuitous malice exists, but gratuitous kindness does not.

This entity seemed warm and friendly, yet its sense of threat to him was greater than that of the previous one.

Just as Yunhe refused, a faint Demon Sense connected with it.

"I am Guiyuan of the old Spirit Turtle Clan; those two—one a demonic cultivator, the other a demon tribe—are suppressing me, while I am tasked with entangling them. Do not listen to what they say, and do not come again."

Demon tribe, demonic cultivator, fifth level, sixth level—he felt that these three souls might not be beings of the lower realm.

"Could they have come from the Earth Immortal Realm?"

Or perhaps even bolder.

The realm he now inhabits is not the Thus line: Yao Shou Shijie but the Earth Immortal Realm!

"Senior, how should this item be used?"

Yunhe seized the faint Demon Sense and transmitted an image of a black gourd.

It was precisely the black gourd he had obtained from the Luotian Secret Realm in the Upper Cloud Realm.

To this day, Yunhe still had not figured out how to use this gourd; considering that the Luotian gourd vine originates from the Thus line: Yao Shou Shijie, perhaps the other party could know a thing or two.

As expected, upon seeing the black gourd, Guiyuan was briefly startled, then overjoyed.

"Luotian black gourd—excellent, excellent, excellent!"

But before it could rejoice long, its tone grew urgent.

"Go to that place! If you want to know something, go there."

Before the words were finished, the voice abruptly ceased.

"Little friend."

After gazing deeply once more at the Abyssal Ravine, Yunhe left without looking back.

He had thought that with a fourth-level cultivation base he might perhaps explore this place, but now it seemed he had overestimated himself.

The secret of this Thus line: Yao Shou Shijie was far more complicated than he had imagined.

(End of chapter)