Chapter 532

Yin Yang Daoist swiftly dove into the Blue Pit, quickly overtaking those outlaws who used divine powers to transform into various fish and employed assorted secret treasures to protect their bodies, painstakingly descending.

One thousand li, two thousand li, ten thousand li, twenty thousand li, one hundred thousand li, two hundred thousand li…

Yin Yang Daoist held the Nine Dragon Coffin, a gentle mist enveloping his body, the immense water pressure all around borne by the Nine Dragon Coffin. He is a clone severed by Wu Tie using the supreme Dao art of One Qi Transforms into Three Purities; his true form relies even more on the Innate Supreme Treasure Yin Yang Two Qi Bottle, his body extraordinarily sturdy, furthermore infused with Yin Yang Two Qi throughout, undergoing endless transformations.

Although the water pressure inside the Blue Pit is terrifying, under the combined protection of the two Innate treasures, Yin Yang Daoist safely and directly reached the bottom of the Blue Pit.

At the bottom of the Blue Pit, a hundred li in diameter, the water has become unusually viscous, no longer resembling the 'water' of ordinary conception. Each drop of water here weighs several times more than a mountain spanning a thousand li; an ordinary Fetal Storage Realm cultivator arriving here would surely be crushed to dust, with no chance of survival.

Threads of water essence, silky and misty, gathered from all directions, eventually forming an extremely fine strand of water light that dripped drop by drop into a three-chi-six-cun tall long-neck jade bottle at the very center of the Blue Pit's bottom.

The long-neck jade bottle, entirely azure and emitting a faint ripple of mystic light, stood still there, an intangible Dao rhythm gently emanating— the vastness, the elusiveness, the tenderness, the fury of water, all the Dao rhythms possessed by water, clearly sensed around this bottle.

With a clear "ding," the water essence that had gathered around, after an unknown time of condensation in the bottle, finally turned into a drop of clear water the size of a needle tip, falling slowly. The bottle had already stored an unknown amount of similar clear spring water; as the drop fell, it produced the crisp sound of a jade bead landing in a golden basin.

Yin Yang Daoist smiled faintly, carefully extended his left hand, gripped the neck of the long-neck jade bottle, and gently pulled upward.

With a booming shock, the vast Blue Pit's surroundings churned with dark currents; the dark current harboring boundless force nearly toppled Yin Yang Daoist. Yin Yang Daoist is a clone severed by Wu Tie, relying on the Yin Yang Two Qi Bottle, thus his outward power attribute is Yin Yang.

Moreover, as Wu Tie's incarnation, his mastery of the Classic of the Primordial Beginning and the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill equals that of Wu Tie's true self. Yin Yang Daoist's physical strength, thanks to the Yin Yang Two Qi Bottle, is even several times greater than Wu Tie's true self, and the same holds for his magical power.

Appearing cautious but actually exerting all his strength in a heave, he failed to budge the treasure bottle even a fraction; Yin Yang Daoist widened his eyes slightly embarrassed, opened his mouth a little, and stared fixedly at the long-neck treasure bottle.

He then understood why Old Master Hu said this supreme treasure posed little danger; they merely wanted to take him out of the Blue Pit, which is extremely difficult.

Within this jade bottle, who knows how many years of accumulated water essence, condensed into the 'Water Mother'— an Innate Water Mother where a single drop can transform into a sea spanning a hundred million li— an almost full bottle of 'Water Mother' makes the bottle's weight impossible to estimate.

In any case, this is a weight no ordinary person could possibly lift.

Divine Realm… even an ordinary deity cannot.

Yin Yang Daoist roared in his heart, even an ordinary deity shouldn't dream of easily lifting this treasure bottle.

Yin Yang Daoist, feeling annoyed and angry, gazed at the jade bottle named the Innate One Qi Water Mother Bottle; he put away the Nine Dragon Coffin, gripped the bottle's elongated neck with both hands, planted his feet, then exerted all his strength, pulling again with all his might.

The Blue Pit trembled, dark currents surging throughout; the thousands of outlaws descending were struck by the dark current, each spitting blood, their bones shattered by the current, wailing miserably as they floated upward toward the surface.

On the sea surface, Wu Tie, seated in the Tortoise-Shell Boat, flashed a cold light in his eyes.

On the great ship, Old Master Hu grew flustered, shouting loudly; he had promised ten sets of Great Dao Treasure Pills, and further vowed that whoever could enter the Blue Pit and disrupt Yin Yang Daoist's act of taking the treasure from below would be given his youngest granddaughter in marriage.

The Hu family has many sons who are fat, yet the Hu family's daughters are truly beautiful like fox spirits, each alluring and stunning, most tempting. If one could marry them, it would be like a carp leaping the Dragon Gate, transforming from a driven outlaw into a master.

Lust, wealth, riches, honor— how could these outlaws possibly bear such things?

Thus, Wu Tie, like the other outlaws aboard the Tortoise-Shell Boat, howled "ao ao" as he leapt into the Blue Pit; in midair he transformed into a bolt of lightning, crashing into the water with a boom.

Descend, go downward.

In the Blue Pit, dark currents roiled; the once clear seawater had turned murky throughout. Wu Tie descended several hundred li, his body trembled, and via a strange resonance with Yin Yang Daoist, he instantly appeared beside Yin Yang Daoist.

Here the water pressure is insanely great; as soon as Wu Tie appeared, the terrible pressure staggered him, his entire skeleton emitting a series of "thud thud thud" impacts, the extreme pressure nearly breaking all his bones.

The Nine Dragon Coffin drifted over.

The Nine Dragon Coffin had already been refined by Yin Yang Daoist, naturally also refined by Wu Tie; exhaling a vaporous aura, it resisted the surrounding water pressure, allowing Wu Tie to catch his breath. Behind him, Five Elements Divine Light flickered, his hands similarly flashing with hazy five-colored divine light, as he lightly grasped the Water Mother Bottle.

The Water Mother Bottle trembled slightly, a clear thread of consciousness flowing over.

Wu Tie narrowed his eyes, carefully communicating through the Five Elements Great Dao with the Water Mother Bottle while pouring his own consciousness into it. He sensed a clear, childlike, naive consciousness— this is the Water Mother Bottle's primal consciousness.

Unlike the Nine Dragon Coffin, which perhaps due to drought's influence gave birth within to the Nine Dragon Coffin's master as an aberrant spirit, the Water Mother Bottle is the true form of a heaven-and-earth nurtured supreme treasure; it possesses its own consciousness, but this consciousness is insufficient to let it take shape like a true being, swinging arms and legs to wander about.

For countless years, the Water Mother Bottle has dutifully stayed in the depths of the Blue Pit, following its instinct, gradually accumulating strength, continually enhancing its origin, constantly strengthening itself. Moreover, the Water Mother Bottle appeared earlier than the Nine Dragon Coffin, so it is stronger and purer than the Nine Dragon Coffin, surpassing it by one grade in quality, only slightly inferior to the Yin Yang Two Qi Bottle.

After countless years of loneliness, the Water Mother Bottle also felt a hint of longing, yearning to leave this sunless Blue Pit, to see the azure sky and white clouds, to witness the changing seas and fields, to behold birds and beasts, to observe flowers, grasses, and trees.

However, as previously stated, its budding primal consciousness is insufficient to let it awaken like a true being, insufficient to let it take human form and run about wildly.

Therefore, Wu Tie communicated with it via the Five Elements Great Dao, and the Water Mother Bottle immediately developed a hint of filial affection toward Wu Tie.

Wu Tie gradually turned his soul power into silken threads, bit by bit seeping into the Water Mother Bottle's depths; its primal consciousness first dodged, then slowly, he proactively opened its mind, allowing Wu Tie to leave a soul imprint at its vital point.

Not only Wu Tie, but any cultivator practicing a water-attribute method who enters can easily take the primal-form Water Mother Bottle.

Not only the Water Mother Bottle, but these Innate-nurtured supreme treasures— they speak only of affinity, never of strength; when fate aligns and blessings suffice, those fortunate ones can easily gain their following. As for strength, with these Innate supreme treasures' following, who would still worry about strength?

A single drop of Water Mother from the bottle is enough to forge a cultivator of water-attribute methods who has reached the pinnacle and perfection of the Fetal Storage Realm; with the Water Mother Bottle, is there still any need to worry about strength?

Faint threads of information appeared in Wu Tie's mind.

The Water Mother Bottle sensed that not far away, four other treasures sharing its qi resonance had formed and were growing; moreover, their attribute perfectly matched Wu Tie's Five Elements Divine Light— namely the fire, earth, wood, and metal principles.

Wu Tie and Yin Yang Daoist's eyes suddenly brightened, and they softly said, "This treasure is destined to be with me."

Wu Tie, aided by the Yin Yang Two Qi Bottle, had severed a clone, but with his current cultivation and strength he still had enough power to sever a second clone.

Wu Tie wished to find an Innate Five Elements Attribute supreme treasure to sever his second clone; its power must not be far inferior to the Yin Yang Two Qi Bottle, otherwise Wu Tie would feel somewhat inadequate toward his clone.

But how rare are Innate Five Elements Attribute supreme treasures?

Compared to the Yin Yang Two Qi Bottle, the Water Mother Bottle is slightly weaker by one grade; yet if there are also four other attribute-matched treasures nurturing, then… five treasures coordinating with the Five Elements Divine Light would yield a power not inferior to the Yin Yang Two Qi Bottle.

The information transmitted by the Water Mother Bottle is somewhat vague; he and the other four treasures merely sense each other, roughly knowing the direction of the others. However, to speak of exact position, they are rather naive, lacking concepts of distance and length.

Wu Tie then communicated further with the Water Mother Bottle, and suddenly his face lit up with ecstatic joy.

Yin Yang Daoist quickly learned what Wu Tie knew; the two are one body, all information in their minds shared instantly, so he too couldn't help laughing, clapping his hands and exclaiming, "Marvelous, marvelous, beyond words!"

The Water Mother Bottle gave a light shake, floated up gently, merging into the Five Elements Divine Light behind Wu Tie, steadily taking its place as the water aspect within that Five Elements Divine Light.

In the same spot appeared a black long-neck jade bottle, virtually identical to the Water Mother Bottle.

This long-neck jade bottle likewise stored nearly a full bottle of black liquid, but its aura was cold and murky, utterly unlike the gentle yet vast, clear and mighty 'Water Mother'…

This is the Waste Bottle used by the Water Mother Bottle over the ages to store the impurities drawn from water essence while refining the 'Water Mother'.

From all directions, endless water essence continually surges forth to supply the Water Mother Bottle's refinement of the 'Water Mother'. However, the Blue Pit is a dead zone— water essence can enter but not leave; after refining the 'Water Mother', the various murky negative energies in the water essence have nowhere to go, eventually turning the Blue Pit into a vast garbage dump.

The Water Mother Bottle is fastidious and naturally cannot tolerate this.

Therefore, over the long years, he gradually separated the impurities refined within his body, gradually refining this black sub-body, which stored the water impurity energy separated when he refined the 'jellyfish' over countless years.

Ten thousand portions of water essence are needed to refine one portion of jellyfish; the impurity energy stored in this sub-body treasure bottle, purely in quantity, is about a hundred times the jellyfish power in the jellyfish bottle. Such a tremendous force, if even a slight breath leaks out, almost made Wu Tie and the Yin-Yang Daoist spit blood.

This is the sub-body of the jellyfish bottle.

The jellyfish bottle can completely control him.

If you want him intact, he stays intact; if you want him to attack, he attacks; if you want him to self-destruct, he self-destructs…… The enormous impurity energy, a hundred times the number of jellyfish in the jellyfish bottle, once it self-destructs, the scene will surely be splendid beyond description, splendid beyond description.

However, speaking of quality, this waste bottle is indeed an innate supreme treasure; its nature is merely waste, just impurity.

"Jellyfish bottle, I truly love you to death." Wu Tie hehe-laughed, exchanging a glance with the Yin-Yang Daoist.

The Yin-Yang Daoist snatched up the small bottle, hehe-laughing as he swiftly rose toward the sea surface. With the Yin-Yang Daoist's evasion speed, even if he slowed down, it only took a mere quarter of an hour to reach a spot less than a hundred li from the sea surface.

The surrounding sea water became increasingly turbulent and chaotic; within three feet, one could not see a person's silhouette.

Wu Tie appeared silently beside him via the wonderful perception between him and the Yin-Yang Daoist. Returning the Nine Dragon Coffin to the Yin-Yang Daoist, Wu Tie and the Yin-Yang Daoist nodded at each other; the Yin-Yang Daoist's aura suddenly became extremely weak and chaotic, his body twisted and strange, vomiting blood all the way as he slowly surged toward the sea surface.

On the three huge warships, Old Master Hu and the Hu family's descendants looked grimly at the Blue Pit.

Countless desperados jumped into the Blue Pit, then countless desperados vomited blood and floated out, seriously wounded. The water pressure in the Blue Pit is too great, too terrifying; ordinary Embryonic Storage realm cultivators cannot dive deep at all.

To enter the depths of the Blue Pit, one must have the protection of a great treasure of state-protected divine-artifact level.

But now, the only state-protected divine artifact that Old Master Hu can think of obtaining immediately is the Black Heaven Cauldron.

The Black Heaven Cauldron held by East Garden Colonel Hu Xiong.

He had already sent word to Linghu Qingqing, and Linghu Qingqing had already agreed to let him try.

Now, Old Master Hu is waiting for Linghu Qingqing's feedback. As for these desperados constantly jumping into the Blue Pit and floating back…… the waiting is so boring; let's just treat it like walking the dogs for fun?

In Old Master Hu's heart, these desperados aren't even as good as the few hunting dogs he keeps.

Just then, with a 'splash' of water, the Yin-Yang Daoist, continuously spitting blood, held the small bottle in his left hand and the Nine Dragon Coffin in his right, weakly emerging from the Blue Pit. A strand of black-and-white spiritual light struggled to gather beneath his feet, as he was about to transform into an evanescent light and fly away.

Old Master Hu and his companions never expected the Yin-Yang Daoist to rush out of the water so quickly.

He leapt up, pointing at the clearly heavily wounded Yin-Yang Daoist, about to shout for everyone to attack, when Wu Tie likewise leapt out of the water. He sneaked up quickly on the Yin-Yang Daoist, drew a broadsword from somewhere, and with one stroke cut off the Yin-Yang Daoist's left arm at the shoulder.

With a 'plop', the Yin-Yang Daoist's left arm fell off at the root, and the small bottle dropped from his hand.

Wu Tie grabbed the small bottle's neck with all his strength and shouted toward the huge warship: "Old Master Hu… save me… stop this bastard!"

The Yin-Yang Daoist shouted angrily, and a long, scale-covered arm thrust out from within the Nine Dragon Coffin, striking Wu Tie's back heavily.

With a tremendous bang, Wu Tie's armor shattered, his back blasted with flesh and blood spraying, exposing a large area of bone.

Old Master Hu was so excited he almost pissed his pants; his whole body's fat trembled violently, he flashed forward, personally intervened, moving directly behind Wu Tie to block in front of the Yin-Yang Daoist.

"Daoist, this treasure is fated with my Hu family!"