149: Li Daoyi's Dead End

Half a year later.

The earth veins churned, and a black light slowly ascended from the ground, obscuring the sky.

Instantly, the tens of thousands of miles around Panlong City were cut off from the outside world, as if they had entered the Void Realm and vanished into thin air.

"Alright."

This Venerable One has set up dozens of Formations: a trapping Formation, a mist Formation, a concealment Formation... They are overlapped and nested.

Even an Cave Profound Old Monster, unless he is proficient in Formations, would find it extremely difficult to discover them."

Gu Changsheng clapped his hands, then casually took a Vajra Barbarian Dragon Fruit from the fruit plate and began to chew it, juice splattering.

"Thank you, Revered Master."

A hint of joy appeared on Ya Dan's face.

She had bet correctly!

Little did she know, from Gu Changsheng's perspective, the more than 100,000 Witch Race members here were all his property, so he naturally had to protect them.

'If I find a Cave Heaven-type Magic Treasure in the future, I can consider migrating them out...'

Suddenly, Ya Dan's face flushed, and she knelt on the ground, softly saying, "Revered Master, Ya Dan's vital essence has completely recovered..."

As she spoke, she shed her black robe, leaving only her undergarments.

Her ample bosom seemed ready to burst forth.

Gu Changsheng's eyelids twitched at the sight.

A moment later, the vital essence was extracted, forming a blood bead the size of a longan, which landed in his palm.

'The Bloodline of a Witch King... If I can condense this type of Bloodline, I might be able to try planting a Supreme Bone...'

In the past six months, Gu Changsheng had almost drawn portraits of all the Witch Race members.

Especially Qian Ya, who possessed a Supreme Bone.

But he still couldn't obtain the method for condensing the Supreme Bone and the Witch Race Bloodline.

The Supreme Bone and the Witch Race Bloodline must be unified for Cultivators of other races to refine the Supreme Bone.

In ancient times, when the Witch Race invaded, some Human Race Cultivators did kill Witch Race Prodigies with Supreme Bones and attempted to transplant the Witch Race Bloodline and Supreme Bone.

But ultimately, their Physiques were different.

Eventually, the Bloodline gradually withered, and the Supreme Bone also lost its luster, with its contained Divine Ability power greatly diminished.

'Let's take it slow...'

Gu Changsheng, with his special ability and long lifespan, believed he had a good chance of researching a method to crack it.

"This Venerable One is returning to the outside world.

When Qian Ya turns thirteen, I will personally bring her to my side and teach her Daoist Magic."

Upon hearing this, Ya Dan's face was filled with pleasant surprise.

"Thank you, Revered Master."

...A few days later, a streak of light disappeared into the Immortal Cave.

"This trip has yielded considerable gains..."

Gu Changsheng reviewed his harvest.

A Spirit Treasure-grade Flying Sword, a Vajra Barbarian Dragon Tree and several of its fruits, a Mithril ore vein... Most importantly... he had gained control of a branch of the Witch Race!

In the future, he even hoped to obtain a Supreme Bone.

At the same time, news of the Lost Realm gradually spread.

"What? Shu Mountain's Li Daoyi's Sword Slave was actually killed by Demon Old Ancestor, the leader of the Demon Hunting Society?

He even used the Myriad Soul Banner to drive away dozens of True Dan Cultivators and seize a large Mithril mine.

This person is truly bold!

He actually dared to provoke a Yang Shen Great Sect."

"Hehe, I think the Demon Hunting Society is probably going to be unlucky..."

At this moment, the high-ranking members of the Demon Hunting Society were utterly bewildered.

How could their Sect have such a ruthless character?

Unless... many True Core Realm Elders looked towards the Demon Hunting Old Ancestor on the main seat.

Only a Dongxuan Realm mighty figure suppressing his Cultivation could firmly overpower dozens of True Core Old Monsters in the Lost Realm.

"Cough, cough... It wasn't this Venerable One..."

The Demon Hunting Old Ancestor couldn't help but explain.

"This matter must be someone framing this Venerable One.

Perhaps it's the Xianyun Sword Sect crying wolf, you never know."

"Old Ancestor is wise."

Soon, another explosive piece of news spread.

"The Witch Race... Have you heard... The Witch Race actually lives in the Lost Realm.

It is said that the strange spirits obtained after killing the Strange Beasts summoned by the Witch Race priests can enhance the foundation of one's soul.

This provides considerable benefits for even a Breakthrough to the Profound Cave Realm."

"As this news spreads, the number of True Core Old Monsters entering the Lost Realm for exploration will immediately increase several times over.

Right now, us Foundation Building Realm Cultivators can't even get a drop of soup."

"Who says it isn't so..."

A month later.

Barren Mountain.

Azure Dragon Child's sword aura was abundant, his aura like a vast ocean.

In these days, he had completely digested the spiritual essence and successfully advanced to Spirit Treasure grade.

Especially since the longquan sword was connected to Gu Changsheng's Bloodline and had been refined for hundreds of years, its power was even greater than that of ordinary Spirit Treasures.

Clang—

A sword light flashed through the Void Realm, and instantly the Strange Beast's head was split in two, a gray bead falling into his palm.

"Revered Master..."

Azure Dragon Child respectfully presented the strange spirit.

"Hmm... This is already the thirteenth this month, isn't it..."

Gu Changsheng absorbed the strange spirit into his palm, and as he killed the Strange Beast in his soul sea, his soul instantly improved another notch.

This month, not only did Azure Dragon Child's strength greatly increase.

Gu Changsheng, using the Mithril ore obtained from the Witch Race, re-melted his ten thousand Flying Swords, making their Qi perfectly round and boosting their power by more than thirty percent.

Especially after Azure Dragon Child, who served as the Formation's core, advanced to Spirit Treasure grade, the Zhuxian Sword Formation could be fully unleashed.

In a one-on-one fight, Gu Changsheng was confident he could kill a Middle Stage Old Monster of the Profound Cave Realm.

If he threw caution to the wind and used the Life-Burning Flame and the Dao Transformation Divine Ability.

Even a Late Stage Old Monster of the Profound Cave Realm might not be impossible to contend with.

The higher the Realm, the harder it is to fight above one's level.

This was a consensus in the Cultivation world.

But for Gu Changsheng, it didn't quite apply.

At this moment, Gu Changsheng casually swallowed a handful of nine-pattern Spirit Pills, and black Qi surged from his abdomen, merging into the lake of his magical power.

If other Old Monsters of the Profound Cave Realm saw this, they would be stunned speechless.

Medicinal Pills that enhance the magical power of the Profound Cave Realm usually require Spirit Medicine that is at least a thousand years old to refine.

In daily Cultivation, most relied on arduous Cultivation.

The Spirit Medicine for refining the nine-pattern Spirit Pills naturally came from the Medicine Garden in the Yellow Springs Cave Abode.

Its medicinal power was profound, and the quality of the refined pills was excellent.

Yet, when it merged into the lake of magical power, the surface of the lake only rose slightly.

"The progress is still too slow..."

Gu Changsheng sighed softly.

The magical power of his Profound Cave Nascent Soul was ten times that of his peers, meaning the accumulation required for a Realm Breakthrough was also ten times that of his peers.

For an ordinary Old Monster of the Profound Cave Realm, even if he Cultivated until the end of his lifespan, he wouldn't be able to Break through a minor Realm.

As he spoke, Gu Changsheng took out another handful of nine-pattern Vajra Barbarian Dragon Pills and skillfully swallowed them.

As the medicinal power was refined, his body faintly glowed with golden light, and his bones took on a greenish-jade color.

"It's still the Physical Body path that's relatively easier to Cultivate..."

If an ordinary Body Cultivator heard this, they would probably choke to death.

Body Cultivators were notoriously difficult to Cultivate and led a hard life.

Not to mention the massive consumption of Resources, it also heavily relied on Physical Body talent.

Suddenly, a skeleton-like Witch Race zombie beside him creaked and groaned, and the bowl-shaped bone in its chest, filled with crimson blood, gradually dried up.

"Troublesome... Each time the Sacrifice to the Strange Na Dance is used, a considerable amount of Witch King vital essence is consumed... It seems it won't last much longer."

Gu Changsheng frowned slightly.

Suddenly, a Flying Sword message fell into his palm.

His consciousness seeped in, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Finally can't hold on anymore... They've finally come looking for me."

Xianyun Sword Sect, Sword Pavilion.

Li Daoyi paced back and forth, his glabella dark, his lips purplish.

He had suffered a claw from Gu Changsheng's Soul-Devouring Dharma Body, and was poisoned by soul poison.

He originally thought he could rely on his Sword Physique to eradicate the toxins, but he didn't expect the toxins to seep into his soul sea, like maggots on a bone, difficult to remove.

'Troublesome, this poison can't even be removed by Revered Master, only suppressed... It requires a nine-pattern Soul Purifying Pill to perfectly detoxify without harming the soul.'

Li Daoyi secretly frowned.

The Soul Purifying Pill was an ancient wondrous pill, extremely difficult to refine, and its Materials were incredibly precious.

Most importantly, refining this pill required damaging the foundation of one's soul.

Therefore, few Alchemists were willing to refine it.

If Li Daoyi paid a massive price, Shu Mountain naturally had Alchemists who could refine it.

However, once he sought their help, news of his injury would inevitably leak, and then a host of Shu Mountain Disciples coveting his True Disciple status would come to challenge him.

Shu Mountain was a Yang Spirit Realm Great Sect, with incredibly abundant Resources, Cultivation Techniques, and secret arts, and the internal competition was fiercely terrifying.

Taking advantage of one's illness to take one's life was a common practice.

Behind the scenes, tripping people up, making things difficult... there were countless such instances.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Old Ancestor Jinjian appeared, a smile on his face: "True Disciple Daoyi, Yu Dan agreed..."

"Haha, good.

If the Medicinal Pill is refined, this Venerable One can overlook his crime of fleeing the battle."

Li Daoyi had heard that his Sword Slave had sought help from Yu Dan to jointly face the enemy, but the other party had decisively refused and left.

With the death of his Sword Slave and the poisoning of Li Daoyi's soul sea, Yu Dan was at least partly responsible.