Vampire Cultivation Notes

Chapter 153 The Moon-Gazing Immortal, Boundless Magical Power

"Baocheng! You've done so many good things!"

When Master Baocheng returned to the Immortal City and made proper arrangements for his harvest, without letting the other seven Immortals interfere, he stepped into the cave and was startled by the sudden sound.

Upon closer inspection, he realized it was the captured Venerable Jinwu. He hadn't had time to deal with him properly before the man spoke first.

"Who exactly are you?" Master Baocheng asked, frowning.

Master Jinwu stood there, not answering for a moment.

After a while, Master Baocheng relaxed his brows and wondered to himself what he was talking about with a puppet whose soul had been deceived.

"What does the person behind you suddenly want you to say?" Master Baocheng approached, his divine sense fixed on the Golden Wutong Master.

Without any external manipulation or influence, Venerable Jinwu spoke up on his own, saying, "Reporting to Master, someone has come to tell me something in the past few days. They discussed you with me in detail and asked me to tell you something else."

"What is it?" Master Baocheng stared at the Golden Wu Shangren with his divine sense, then stepped forward and slapped the Golden Wu Shangren on the forehead again.

The Golden Wutong Master, seemingly oblivious, continued, "Southeast of Xiaoxin Island, 7,960 li from the outer sea, lies a grotto underwater, where Fairy Shecai guards. If the Seven Immortals go together, Fairy Shecai will surely flee; but if you go alone, she will not run. Therefore, if Master wishes to scheme against Fairy Shecai, it is best to go there as soon as possible. Do not wait until the great formation is repaired; otherwise, it will be too late."

"You're trying to scam me again... no, I mean, you're trying to scam She Cai. Aren't you and the demoness She Cai allies?"

Master Baocheng thought to himself that this style of work looked familiar.

It was indeed this same person who took his demon core last time; he especially liked to incite him and the demoness Shecai to fight each other.

This time, Venerable Jinwu did not answer. His face was stiff, and a mocking smile stretched out from the corners of his mouth, making him look like a paper doll.

"Unorthodox and unorthodox methods..."

Master Baocheng snorted coldly and withdrew his rough soul-searching hand.

He strained his weakened senses, which were depleted by the poison, and searched again and again, but still couldn't find the method the person behind him was using to control Cheng Wu.

If it's not due to external manipulation, then it must be some internal means that have obscured Chengwu's soul.

Unfortunately, this method is novel.

Master Baocheng had already torn Chengwu's soul to pieces, but still couldn't find it. He muttered to himself that if he had known this would happen, he should have invited the Seven Immortals to come and check.

"Isn't he afraid I won't go? Or maybe he'll just drag all of Qi Zhen along!"

Master Baocheng turned his back and put his hands behind his back.

Master Jinwu's face turned deathly pale from the brutal soul search, but he managed to stand up and maintain his expression, saying, "I heard that it's up to you whether you go or not, Master, but they won't wait for you if you miss the deadline."

Master Baocheng nodded, turned around, and a magic sword appeared in his hand.

"Good disciple, just bear with it!"

With a surge of magical power, the Golden Wutong Master fell silent.

Enraged by Li Jieqing's telepathic message, Master Baocheng killed Jin Wu and, without hesitation, cut open his flesh and thoroughly searched the area with his divine sense.

In the end, he failed to find the means of control. Master Baocheng snorted coldly and left.

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Southern part of Xiaoxin Island.

In the secular world, in Jinwu Prefecture, in Weize Township.

"——Walk away!"

"Fire!"

"Help! Someone, put out the fire!"

Outside the Ruyi Zhenxian Temple in Weize Township, a group of people were anxiously pacing around the main hall.

In the dead of night, when no one was on duty, the main hall of the temple suddenly caught fire. The fire was raging, and by the time the people gathered, it was already too late to save it.

The Ruyi Zhenxin Temple was built over nearly thirty years and underwent several renovations and expansions. The statue enshrined in the main hall is said to have been personally enlightened by the immortal Wangyue Zhenxian who descended to earth. It is said to be exceptionally efficacious and is worshipped by people morning and night. Who would have thought that it would be destroyed by such a fire today?

"It's one thing if the main hall can't be saved, but we must retrieve the statue!"

"Exactly! Back then, the True Immortal Ruyi descended with divine power and subdued the Yellow-scaled Giant Eel as his mount. He had a demon-subduing sword that shone with precious light day and night. If the villagers knew that we watched it being burned, we would probably be expelled from the clan."

After a moment of panic, the temple keeper and his men arranged for a few of the bravest men to soak themselves in buckets of water, carry shoulder poles, and rush into the burning Ruyi Zhenxian Hall.

As soon as they stepped through the main gate, flames shot into the sky, blowing them out again.

The group landed and looked at each other. Hearing the urging from behind, they gritted their teeth and rushed inside again.

Another surge of flames swept them away, sending them flying outside.

"What a strange fire!"

Someone yelled and charged forward again.

This time, a burning beam collapsed at the entrance of the main hall, completely blocking the way.

Now a group of people stood guard outside the main hall, completely helpless as they watched the raging fire.

Inside the main hall.

Li Jieqing stood amidst the billowing flames, one foot on the incense table, and arrived beside the statue of the Ruyi Zhenxian deity.

The fire was raging, and the entire statue was charred and cracked, on the verge of bursting into flames.

However, the wooden sword carved in the hand of the statue shimmered with golden light and remained unharmed in the fire.

"The golden body is complete."

Li Jieqing took the golden wooden sword from the fire, pushed the statue into the fire, and sat on it himself.

A wooden sword circled his body, its tip pointing upwards, floating in front of Li Jieqing, who was sitting cross-legged.

"Returning to my spirit, I sculpt a golden body; my heart yearns for the six heavens… my intentions take flight on distant wings, my faith reaching the Supreme Heaven;"

"..."

"...

He recited the three thousand words of the "Invisible Heavenly Sword" mantra, while raging flames surrounded him.

The recitation is complete.

The main hall of the Ruyi True Immortal collapsed with a loud crash.

To the onlookers, it seemed as if a ray of golden light flashed past the center of the collapsed main hall and disappeared into the sky.

In the world of cultivation.

There is a place called Taihuangtian, which sits high above the dome of the sky, transcending the cycle of calamities and reincarnation; it is the land of immortals.

On this day, a golden light transcended the mortal realm, climbing along the path left by those who came before, and finally arrived within the Supreme Emperor Heaven.

The Heaven of the Supreme Emperor is infinitely vast, and the views of cultivators vary.

The golden light appears even in the midst of boundless darkness, where only the light itself shines, illuminating the surrounding area.

A moment later, the golden light receded, revealing a phantom wooden sword, which floated silently in the boundless darkness.

Deep within the Supreme Heaven, several boundless thoughts were startled by this commotion and came to investigate.

"A new fellow cultivator has arrived?"

"No, it's a spot left behind by the Heavenly Sword Sect that has been occupied by someone else."

"It's been hundreds of years. The Heavenly Sword Sect has been destroyed. Those who cultivate their Heavenly Divine Power will inevitably face a calamity in the Heavenly Palace. I wonder which cultivator managed to master it. They are quite lucky."

"Who knows if it was good luck, or if some shameless family managed to take the seat from the Heavenly Sword Sect..."

After exchanging these thoughts, they noticed that the new seats in the Taihuang Heaven were filled with different ideas, and eventually they all left.

Within the Heavenly Palace, everything was restored to its original state.

Only a single, almost invisible, illusory wooden sword, so small compared to those immense thoughts, stood silently in the void, attached to the Heavenly Palace of the Supreme Emperor.

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