Chapter 728: Spirit Severing

Yaowang Sect.

"Master..."

Bai Caiwei looked at Aaron, somewhat puzzled.

"You are wondering... why I do not force Jingxu Tongzi and the others to join the Yaowang Sect?" Aaron revealed a faint smile, then answered the question himself: "A twisted melon is not sweet... In any case, they will all be in the Far West in the future; there will be plenty of opportunities..."

Taking by force easily invites resistance, but boiling a frog in warm water does not.

In reality, Aaron had never given up on the idea of the Ten Halls of the Yaowang Sect; as long as he waited for the Nascent Soul monsters below to pass away, those cultivators would likely be crying and begging to join the Yaowang Sect...

'And... once this Ancestor ascends to Spirit Severing, that will be the return of ten thousand rivers to the sea, the irresistible trend...'

He gave a calm instruction, and then saw a demonic light descend, revealing a Demon Cultivator with blood-red hair—it was none other than Hongyan Laomo!

He did not shy away from discussing this: "Over these hundred years, I have gathered intelligence on that person... and discovered that he is indeed a talent of heaven's making; I am far inferior..."

Even, it might be destroyed by some Immortal Emperor or Heart Demon King who suddenly appears...

A group of Golden Core Cultivators respectfully obeyed, until one finally could not help but speak: "Sect Master... what is this?"

Spirit Severing... achieved!

Aaron stood up, not the least bit surprised by this result.

Is it possible?

Just as thoughts were swirling in Bai Caiwei's mind, the heavens and earth were suddenly startled by a long whistle!

Within a radius of several hundred miles, endless Spirit Qi formed a tide, crazily surging toward the direction of the Yaowang Sect...

"Damned woman," Hongyan Laomo cursed: "Then this matter must absolutely not be told to the other party, lest it leak our plans..."

Suddenly!

Hongyan Laomo's dry and hoarse voice came from the Jade Slip: "This... this is truly heaven wishing to destroy us... Could it be that in the future, we can only continue to work like horses and oxen for the Yaowang Sect for another thousand years?"

Every single drop of that rain was a Spirit Medicine that could make cultivators fight crazily.

Yaowang Sect.

Yaowang Main Hall.

Xuming Peak.

"Exactly... Reporting to the Sect Master, according to intelligence from our Fengwen Hall and observations of the Ghost Cultivators in the Far West... the cultivation of these cultivators seems to have become difficult to progress, and it is very hard to break through realms... Furthermore, the power of various weird divine abilities is declining..."

"Now the Alien Alliance completely occupies the land of Great Gan, and many of our ten great sects have become neighbors in the Far West Countries... but having a Yaowang Sect pressing down from above is always unpleasant..."

Moreover, the Imprint Ritual also excludes them.

Aaron sat cross-legged, pinched a Dharma seal, and began to launch an assault on the twentieth level of the Mingyu Art he had deduced!

At this moment, this demon head sat down brazenly opposite Jingxu Tongzi and sneered: "The dignified Taixu Sect, actually reduced to residing in such a small Spirit Vein, is truly sigh-inducing... Thinking back then, such a Spirit Vein, even if we used it to reward Golden Core Disciples, would be a bit shabby, right?"

"I, however, do not wish to see our sect's Daoist Lineage fall to the point of becoming a mere hall," Hongyan Laomo said his true thoughts: "Over these hundred years, Ghost Cultivators have not infiltrated the Far West, it seems they truly do not look favorably upon this place... Then this Far West is a blessed land heaven has bestowed upon us."

"Coward!"

It is said that the Alien Alliance leader, Xuanxuanzi, seemed to have been schemed against by cultivators during his last strike, becoming trapped in an Array Formation and besieged by several great cultivators wielding Spirit Treasures; although he won a miserable victory in the end, he paid a great price and suffered not-insignificant injuries, and is currently in seclusion to recover...

With a *clatter*, the tea cup in Jingxu Tongzi's hand fell to the ground, and the Spirit Tea inside splashed everywhere.

Clearly, during this period, the Original Demon Sect's days had been quite stifling.

Bai Caiwei was gathering numerous cultivators to assign tasks.

If it were because of this tiny oversight that her Master's breakthrough to Spirit Severing was delayed, then she would be beyond redemption even with ten thousand deaths!

Jingxu Tongzi's expression did not change; he merely cast a few Talismans to activate an anti-eavesdropping Array Formation: "Calculating the age, it is about right..."

Ever since he toyed with that little Heart Demon last time, Aaron discovered that the Heart Demon Tribulation, which cultivators inevitably encounter during advancement, was something he no longer encountered...

At that time, it will also be the end of the 'Descent of the Immortal'!

"Great waves wash away the sand... only after the tide recedes does one know that my Yaowang Sect is indeed uniquely endowed by nature; perhaps for the next several hundred years, we will hold the Qi Luck of the Immortal Cultivation World."

Bai Caiwei murmured, and immediately gave the order: "Quick... drive away the surrounding cultivators, and order that no one is allowed to collect the Spirit Qi rain..."

"What happened?"

"Perhaps... the Blood Moon's gift has been exhausted?" the middle-aged Hall Master guessed in reply: "Those Ghost Cultivators mostly saw their cultivation soar after obtaining Taiyin Fragments, but Taiyin Fragments always have a fixed amount... perhaps they have been used up?"

He paid no attention to the tea water, holding a communication Jade Slip in his hand, his voice becoming incomparably sharp: "Is what you say true, fellow Daoist?"

And as each cluster of Spirit Qi light was continuously swallowed by the giant, his figure became increasingly solid, and the pressure that surpassed the Nascent Soul level became increasingly intense.

And today, she heard another piece of good news: "What? Ghost Cultivators are becoming weak?"

Everyone followed her gaze, and saw that in the direction of the Yaowang Sect's Hou Shan, a giant's phantom had suddenly appeared!

According to the views of ancient cultivators, different worlds are like different ships in the ocean, sailing in different directions.

The so-called 'Descent of the Immortal' is just two ships whose routes happened to intersect, causing a collision and friction.

'Alright... perhaps it is because the 'Heart Demon of the Heart Demon' I sent last time was too disgusting...'

The most important of all was monitoring the situation of the Ghost Cultivators in Great Gan!

What made her heave a long sigh of relief was that after the Ghost Cultivators of Great Gan successively captured the mountain gates of the nine great sects, they also halted their expansion.

"Hehe... reaching Golden Core in decades, hiding his cultivation after founding a sect, and immediately forming a Nascent Soul after being exposed—every step is exactly on the critical Node; this person is indeed a genius, and furthermore meticulous. I even feel he has the bearing of a Spirit Severing, but so what?" Hongyan Laomo chuckled: "The heavens and earth have changed, Spirit Qi is declining... In this environment, wanting to condense a Nascent Soul is already incomparably difficult. To speak bluntly, even those Spirit Severing Ancestors of ours, wanting to ascend to Spirit Severing under these shackles of heaven and earth, is impossible!"

Bai Caiwei transformed into a streak of light and arrived outside the main hall, only to see those Yaowang Sect cultivators, even the True Disciple at Foundation Establishment, lying all over the ground!

And the direction from which that pressure came was, shockingly... Hou Shan!

"Could it be... Master?"

"Indeed so... and this person took too many life-extending Spirit Pills during the Golden Core Stage, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to live to over six hundred years old... Eating too many of these types of pills inevitably produces pill poison, affecting the effectiveness of similar Spirit Pills..." Jingxu Tongzi nodded: "Since he cannot ascend, nor can he use Spirit Pills to extend his life, I fear his limit is not far off..."

Outside.

Aaron sat cross-legged, a faint smile appearing on his face.

……

The liquid Spirit Qi between heaven and earth seemed to have found an outlet, flowing like a hundred rivers returning to the sea into the giant's body, causing mysterious Spirit patterns to emerge on his surface.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyan, please speak your mind." Jingxu Tongzi continued to sip his tea.

"It's just that the lifespan of a Spirit Severing cultivator... is only about two thousand years, too little, too little..."

A thought emerged in Bai Caiwei's heart that even she dared not believe: "Could Master be... advancing to Spirit Severing?"

Halfway there, the extremely dense Spirit Qi began to liquefy continuously, turning into wisps and threads of Spirit Qi rain!

Jingxu Tongzi shook his head helplessly.

……

Jingxu Tongzi was indeed a Nascent Soul old monster; after a brief loss of composure, he returned to calm: "That person... is truly gifted with peerless talent, possessing the bearing of an Immortal! But to rashly advance to Spirit Severing, this move was a mistake..."

"Do you know the reason?" A flash of light appeared in Bai Caiwei's eyes.

Seeing Qingyan approach with a tea tray, Jingxu Tongzi's smile turned solemn: "However, this premise holds only after that person passes away... After all, it is truly unwise to make an enemy of a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator. Before that, we should remain as respectful as possible, and even if the superior sect makes things difficult, we must endure it."

"Qingyan, go fetch some cups to entertain our guest..."

Aaron laughed and scolded: "Forget it... let's begin the breakthrough!"

"Sigh... Fellow Daoist Long has exhausted his lifespan and passed away. Among his disciples, none were able to condense a Nascent Soul, so there is nothing to be done about that."

But in all likelihood, after a period of time, these two ships would still sail in different directions, drifting further and further apart...

Aaron remained quite vigilant regarding worlds like the Immortal Realm and the Heart Demon Realm, which were inevitably higher-level than this one.

Another hundred years passed, and when it was estimated that Aaron, the Supreme Elder of the Yaowang Sect and a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, was nearing the end of his lifespan, the entire Extreme West could not help but see undercurrents surging in private...

Hongyan Laomo sneered: "Do you know that the Tianfu Sect has already surrendered to the Yaowang Sect, becoming the Tianfu Hall under the Yaowang Sect's command?!"

"That is excellent." Jingxu Tongzi smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist, did you know? The Zhengqi Sect also has plans to fully lean toward the Yaowang Sect... That Nayuezi frequently visits the Hou Shan of the Yaowang Sect and has a very close relationship with that person..."

Although she was willing to believe that with Master's peerless talent, he could even ascend to become an Immortal in ancient times, what era was this now?

The Blood Moon Disaster, the degradation of Spirit Qi!

And in this barren land of the Extreme West, for Master to have cultivated to the Nascent Soul Late Stage was already shocking enough to drop everyone's jaws...

During this time, Ghost Cultivators had repeatedly destroyed mountains and temples in Great Gan, but they seemed to look down on this small, broken place of the Extreme West. The Alien Alliance did not launch a large-scale invasion, allowing those cultivators who were like frightened birds to finally heave a long sigh of relief.

Those tactics of the Taixu Sect were all things he had played with long ago, and knowing he was about to pass away, the other party would intentionally act loyal during this period. Even if ordered to do something unreasonable, they could only force themselves to endure it.

"Calculating my age... this identity of mine is nearing its limit again..."

"I naturally know this."

"Could this be fake? Within a hundred miles of the Yaowang Sect, strange phenomena can be seen... It is indeed... a sign of advancing to Spirit Severing!"

'When the time comes, that will be the true use of power to suppress others.'

"If it really doesn't work, I can still push the blame onto the Ghost Cultivators... I, the Ancestor, also practice the Ghost path and have obtained a secret technique to extend my lifespan; who would dare to come and question me?"

Then, that Nascent Soul turned into a stream of light, rushing in from the top of Aaron's head and heading straight into the Purple Mansion.

Breakthrough to Spirit Severing?

"This old man naturally knows..." came the muffled reply from Hongyan Zhenren.

At this moment, the giant formed seals with both hands.

A look of disdain appeared on his face, followed by a playful smile: "But it doesn't matter. I fear it will be hard for this world to produce another Spirit Severing cultivator in the future. Doesn't the right to interpret how long a Spirit Severing cultivator can live lie in my hands? How many years is the limit for Spirit Severing? I decide!"

"Then I shall speak... that old fellow probably won't live much longer..." Hongyan Laomo said.

And those who are good at enduring can be bullied for their endurance!

Aaron was just waiting to outlive them one by one, while peacefully taking over the legacy of the ten great sects!

"But for a Nascent Soul to live so long is a bit shocking..."

This was the best news Bai Caiwei had heard.

"As you command!"

"Haha, how could this old man be so unwise?" Hongyan Laomo laughed: "Naturally, I will wait until that old fellow dies before making a move... This old man is just checking in with you in advance..."

Bai Caiwei sighed with emotion.

In the blink of an eye, several more decades had passed since the hidden lineages of the Taixu Sect and other sects entered the Extreme West.

A terrifying spiritual pressure arrived, making even her, a Nascent Soul cultivator, feel suppressed!

"How does Fellow Daoist intend to proceed?" Jingxu Tongzi asked: "Although we possess the final foundations of our sects, we still do not have absolute certainty in taking down a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage..."

Above Aaron's head, a Nascent Soul that had grown quite a bit was yawning out of boredom: "Where is the Heart Demon Tribulation? Where is the Heart Demon Tribulation that is said to be ten or a hundred times harder than condensing a Nascent Soul? Where did it go? Come back to me!!!"

After all, wanting to profoundly influence the development of such a high-energy world and leave behind one's own mark was truly too difficult...

"Master... is currently breaking through the Spirit Severing bottleneck!"

"That is highly possible, or perhaps... is the Descent of the Immortal from the Demon Realm finally coming to an end?"

"Does Fellow Daoist mean—the Alien Alliance?" Hongyan Laomo reacted very quickly.

Bai Caiwei answered with a tone of certainty: "You all... can you not see it?"

……

During this period, Bai Caiwei had read a large number of ancient books contributed by the ten great sects, so she was not entirely ignorant about the Descent of the Immortal.

This giant was like a graceful youth, with a face like jade and eyes like black lacquer... and he carried an indescribable majesty!

"Better to break through to Spirit Severing first..."

The celestial phenomena that had persisted for several hours suddenly changed!

The giant, identical to Fang Yu, roared, its body shrinking continuously until it gradually overlapped with Aaron's Nascent Soul.

And near Yaowang Mountain, with the falling of the Spirit Qi rain, everything was lush and green, and even the Spirit Medicine in the Spirit Medicine Garden had its medicinal properties increased by decades to a hundred years in one go!

"The ancient cultivators said, 'When one person attains the Tao, their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.' How true those words are!"

Inside the Cave Abode.

Xuming Peak.

……

Jingxu Tongzi was brewing tea when he saw a streak of Demon Light flying in from not far away, and he could not help but smile to himself.

A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance stepped out and spoke.

"Indeed... in the past, Ghost Cultivators did not come to the Far West, perhaps because they looked down on this place, but now that a Spirit Severing cultivator has appeared, how could the Ghost Cultivators endure it?"

Jingxu Tongzi appeared to have everything under control: "Although that Xuanxuanzi's Daoism is Weird, he is injured... Fang Laoguai is also a newly advanced Spirit Severing cultivator... If they can both be severely wounded, it will be a golden opportunity for us Sect Cultivators to return to Great Gan and recover our lost territory!"

(End of this chapter)