226: Chapter 226 Matters of Destiny...

Wu Li squatted on a rock by the cave entrance, his blood-red pupils glowing faintly in the night...

"Soul Transformation, huh..."

After hearing this, Wu Li felt a certain amount of pressure. Currently, he was helpless even when facing a Nascent Soul Cultivator, let alone a Soul Transformation one.

Fortunately, Soul Transformation Cultivators were not like cabbages on the street, to be found everywhere.

After listening to Commander Su Qin, Wu Li suddenly realized a problem.

"The Youyue Dynasty is so strong, so why covet a tiny place like the Dachuan Dynasty?"

Commander Su Qin leaned against the stone wall, his eyelids still half-drooped. "Other than Luck, there's nothing else."

"Every Dynasty has Luck. This thing is invisible and intangible, but it determines how far a Dynasty can go and how many strong experts it can produce."

"Although the Dachuan Dynasty is small, it is, after all, a Dynasty that has been established for many years, and the Luck it has accumulated is not insignificant. If it could all be plundered, it would be enough to help the Youyue Dynasty give birth to at least one more Soul Transformation expert."

Wu Li's Blood Pupil twitched slightly.

"Since there are already Soul Transformation experts, why not just go and take it directly? Why go through the trouble of looking for a teleportation array?"

Commander Su Qin shook his head, as if correcting a misguided thought. "That is indeed the situation, but it cannot be done that way."

"There is always someone better, and there is always a heaven above heaven."

"Above Dynasties, there are Imperial Dynasties."

"If the Youyue Dynasty were to dispatch Soul Transformation experts to attack the Dachuan Dynasty without any reason, then a more powerful Dynasty or an Imperial Dynasty could also dispatch even more powerful Cultivators to attack the Youyue Dynasty without any reason."

"This is the rule."

"It is not a rule written on paper, but a rule that everyone follows and no one dares to break first. Once someone makes the first move, others have a reason to move against you."

"Therefore, the Youyue Dynasty needs a reason, a reason that seems plausible."

"The teleportation array is that reason. On the surface, once it is confirmed that someone from the Dachuan Dynasty has illegally set up a teleportation array on our Youyue Dynasty's side, we will have a direct reason to send troops."

After hearing Commander Su Qin's words, Wu Li did not ask any further questions. After all, he was not yet at that level.

"Let's end this matter here. Send some people to investigate the area south of here."

Commander Su Qin nodded, not asking any more questions.

In his view, since Wu Li had already made a deal with him and had taken action regarding the incident with Deputy Commander Lin He, he would not be lying at this critical juncture.

He stood up, cupped his fists at Wu Li, and turned to walk in the direction he had come from. His pace was a bit faster than when he arrived, and he soon disappeared into the night, his footsteps swallowed by the gravel by the pool.

Wu Li did not watch him leave. He stood up, walked to the open space by the pool, and with a wave of his claws, a layer of grey-red Evil Qi surged from his palm, enveloping the seven corpses.

A few breaths later, seven Golden Cores flew out from the corpses and hovered in front of him, arranged in a semicircle. Each emitted a gentle Spiritual Qi light, like seven lit lamps in the night.

The one in the very center was the largest and brightest, its surface shimmering with a faint blood-colored pattern. It was Deputy Commander Lin He's Golden Core, and its quality far exceeded the other six.

Although the Golden Cores of the six Xuan Kun Guards were slightly inferior, they had the advantage of quantity. With the seven Golden Cores gathered together, the Spiritual Qi fluctuated slightly in the air like a small, compressed cloud, carrying a heavy weight.

"Not bad." Wu Li said in a low voice. Although there was always trouble, there were always gains.

Seven Golden Cores. One of them was from a Late Stage Golden Core expert, and its quality far exceeded that of an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator. Although the remaining six were of a slightly lower grade, they had the advantage of being fresh, with their spirituality not yet dissipated. Combined, they could at least raise his Demon Power to the next level.

According to his estimation, after refining and absorbing these Golden Cores, his cultivation would be able to advance from the Middle Stage of the Third Rank to the Late Stage of the Third Rank.

Thinking of this, Wu Li put the seven Golden Cores into his Stomach Storage and turned to walk toward the cave behind the waterfall.

Wu Li walked into the depths of the Immortal Cave, gave instructions to his subordinates, and sat cross-legged on the flat stone where he usually meditated.

He did not rush to activate his Cultivation Technique, but instead took the seven Golden Cores out of his Stomach Storage and floated them in front of him, lined up in a row.

Deputy Commander Lin He's Golden Core hovered in the center, the faint red pattern on its surface still flowing slightly, while the other six Golden Cores surrounded it like six beads fixed on an orbit, each emitting a gentle Spiritual Qi light.

"Hum~" Soon, Wu Li closed his eyes, and the Blood Eye Pagoda Sutra began to circulate within his body. The aura on Wu Li's body was also slowly fluctuating and rising.

Meanwhile, in the north of Black Stone Ridge, in E Kuang's territory.

After Horned Dragon died, it took E Kuang less than three days to swallow all of his territory.

The demon soldiers, mountain peaks, and caves that originally belonged to Horned Dragon all changed owners overnight.

E Kuang's Iron-Jawed Lizard phantom circled three times above Horned Dragon's lair, as if declaring that this place belonged to him. Then it landed, squatted on Horned Dragon's stone chair, and scanned the surroundings, finding nothing worth a second glance.

After obtaining the territory, E Kuang began to completely let himself loose.

He no longer needed to worry about being restrained by Horned Dragon as before. The entire eastern and northern sections of Black Stone Ridge were under his control, and the number of demon soldiers under his command had more than doubled.

The first thing he did was to indulge his demon soldiers to go down the mountain, sweep through the Human Race villages and towns near Horned Dragon's territory one by one, and capture hundreds of people to bring back for his eating, playing, and torture.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, bring them all in. If you delay the Great King's meal, no one will have it easy."

A group of demon soldiers escorted them. When they arrived at the entrance of E Kuang's lair, one could even see a row of newly hung Human Race corpses at the entrance.

Some had been skinned, some had their tendons pulled, and some had been disemboweled and hung on iron hooks, like dried meat being cured.

The ground deep inside the cave was covered with a layer of dark red human skin, and several crude wooden tables were set with several smashed skulls. The contents inside were already empty, with residue still hanging on the edges, leaving behind undried juices.

"Refreshing!" E Kuang lay half-reclined in a beast-bone chair, his E Kuangs slowly chewing on a freshly torn-off arm. The bones crunched in his mouth, like chewing on a piece of cartilage.

"Little ones, don't be reserved, enjoy yourselves to the fullest. Hahaha." As E Kuang's words fell, cheers from the demons erupted throughout the demon cave.

At this moment, in the crowd, a five or six-year-old child curled up in a woman's arms, tear stains still on his cheeks. His eyes timidly scanned the things hanging on the cave walls, then he quickly lowered his head, as if afraid that if he looked for one more second, something would stare back at him.

He asked in a low voice: "Mother, where did Father go... Are we going to be eaten too..."

The woman's hands held the child tightly, her fingernails digging into his coarse cloth clothes on his back, as if she wanted to press him into her own body to hide him. Her lips were trembling, and tears were streaming down her chin, but she sniffed hard, forcing out a smile that was uglier than crying, her voice kept very low: "It's okay, little one, it's okay, there will, there will be someone... to save... us..."