Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 162

This made Tuoba Lei erupt in fury. Especially when he looked at Patriarch Guan, his eyes were like those of a man betrayed.

But when he turned again toward the Azure Dragon Gang Leader, he was shocked to find a gaping wound on the man’s chest. Flesh and blood had been torn apart, exposing pale white bones, and faintly visible within were still-beating organs.

“How… how is this possible!”

The Azure Dragon Gang Leader was even more horrified. This was the difference between a rogue cultivator and a great sect disciple. To strike down a higher realm cultivator from a lower realm so easily—how could this be. Wang Yu’s cultivation was only one layer above his.

There was nearly no difference at all.

With his perfected Ice Sword Qi, he could already compare to a full-strength strike from a mid Foundation Establishment cultivator. Added to this was the unmatched strength of his second-rank Body Refining, as well as the environmental amplification from the combined effects of Frozen Rain Technique and Snowfall Technique.

Wang Yu’s ordinary attacks were stronger than the Azure Dragon Gang Leader’s trump cards. If he added a proper magic tool, then without even going all out, the Azure Dragon Gang Leader would die upon first exchange.

Everyone present was equally stunned. Their minds recalled the event from a hundred years ago, when Zhuo Kuangsheng, with only peak Foundation Establishment cultivation, fought the Purple Dragon Mountain Lord who was in Core Formation. He had emerged victorious, only lightly wounded!

Though the current scene did not reach that level of shock, it still greatly expanded their horizons.

The smaller factions in the northern city immediately wavered, showing signs of wanting to retreat toward the so-called “safe zone.” Tuoba Lei roared angrily.“So what if you can fight across realms. I don’t believe you can beat someone at the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment!”

He drew a horse-cutting saber and charged low toward Wang Yu. His momentum was strong indeed, but Wang Yu’s patience had already run out.

He triggered the command token inside his storage pouch. Instantly, the entire City Lord’s Mansion trembled as a third-rank mid-grade formation, powered by the underground spirit vein, was activated.

Golden chains shot out from the ground, binding everyone except the people from the Scent-Hearing Cult. Tuoba Lei, Patriarch Bai, and the others struggled desperately, but soon realized their true essence no longer responded at all.

This was the Great Spirit Sealing Life-Execution Formation, integrating binding, sealing, killing, and defense. It could not be broken by anyone short of peak Core Formation!

“Gulp—”

Swallowing with difficulty, Patriarch Bai hurried to beg for mercy.

“City Lord! Lord City Lord, I have been wronged. It was this barbarian who threatened me in secret. Otherwise I would surely have stood with you. I am a loyal subject.”

Hearing this, Wang Yu laughed loudly.

“Good. Since you are loyal, then I shall reward you with a swift death. Are you happy?”

Patriarch Bai, who had just sighed in relief, shivered all over.

“You little brat, how dare you toy with me. If you kill me, my clan’s ancestor will never let you go. What if you have a formation? Will you never leave your mansion for the rest of your life?!”

“No.”

Wang Yu shook his head.

“Your Bai Clan’s ancestor will personally come to apologize and accept punishment. You, however, will become a traitor of Jade Spirit City. Of the treasures and spirit stones you have accumulated, eighty percent will be handed over as tribute. In that case, I will spare your Bai Clan. Are you satisfied?”

“You—”

“Too much bullying! General Tuoba, I remember your command token can also control the formation.”

Tuoba Lei’s face flushed red. Clutching at a life-saving straw, he muttered, “Yes, I still have a token. I once modified the formation.”

But no matter how he urged it, the authority remained in Wang Yu’s hands.

In truth, Tuoba Lei held only a steward’s token. It did grant some authority, but it was far inferior to Wang Yu’s City Lord’s Token. With Wang Yu in control, Tuoba Lei could not draw upon a shred of the formation’s power.

Back when Zhuo Kuangsheng ruled Jade Spirit City, the mansion’s formation had never once been activated. During the Tuoba Clan’s hundred-year occupation, though Tuoba Lei knew the Exalted Sect had left a formation behind, he believed his token could manipulate it. He even invited many formation masters to attempt altering it so that he could claim full control.

By logic, it should have succeeded.

Could it be he had been deceived?

Those dog-blooded formation masters, taking advantage of his ignorance of formation patterns! Treating him as a fool! Yet they had taken plenty of spirit stones.

At this thought, Tuoba Lei spat blood skyward.

His rage had damaged his heart.

Seeing this, Wang Yu sighed inwardly. After all, this was a man who had clawed his way up from the bottom. He had ruthlessness enough, but lacked insight and vision.

When Zhuo Kuangsheng was around, no matter how arrogant Tuoba Lei behaved, he had the Zhuo Clan’s shadow behind him. Everyone gave him courtesy. Playing the fox borrowing the tiger’s might for too long, he truly believed himself to be the tiger.

How dare he bare his fangs at Wang Yu, who was appointed by the Blood Reversal Sect and the Zhuo Clan. To summon everyone so recklessly was both foolish and wicked, but convenient for Wang Yu.

As the formation ran, the sound of Golden Chains tearing through the air echoed endlessly. Before long, all the members of the Tuoba Clan living in the mansion had been bound like earthworms.

They were all dragged to the bluestone plaza.

Counting them, there were more than five hundred, including many rogue cultivators they had recruited. All were in Qi Refining, except one middle-aged man who had reached the fourth layer of Foundation Establishment.

He was another pillar of the Tuoba Clan.

Wang Yu took a single step forward, and behind him unfolded a pair of Frost Moon Wings made of ice crystals. With a wingspan of three meters, cold mist poured down like smoke, and his speed was as fast as lightning.

In an instant he appeared above the City Lord’s Mansion, his voice like thunder.

"I am Wang Yu, by order of the Exalted Sect, the new City Lord of Jade Spirit City. Today, on my first arrival, I hear that the city of the Exalted Sect has been occupied by the wicked dogs of the Tuoba clan. They truly deserve execution."

"This City Lord decrees, the Tuoba family... exterminated."

"As for the villains of the North City, led by the Azure Dragon Gang Master and four others, I decree... beheading and soul-devouring."

"There is also Bai Family’s head, Tian, who aided great evil. Today he too is sentenced to beheading, his corpse to hang at the city gate for one month, to show you all that you must give your lives for the Exalted Sect, without stray thoughts."

Wang Yu’s words, strengthened by his mastery of sound techniques and a simple amplification method, spread across the entire city.

At once an uproar broke out.

The groups standing by the Ink-Water Sect and Scent-Hearing Cult were utterly shocked. The elder of Purple Dragon Mountain and the Guans’ family head exchanged glances, their bodies covered in cold sweat.

Only the Jiang family head looked on with complex expression at Wang Yu’s display of divine might, as if seeing once again the same arrogant figure from a hundred years ago.

When the crowd regained their senses, the Guan family head whispered.

"This man... could he be mad? Does he truly dare kill so many? The Tuoba family is one thing, but even the Bai family head he dares touch..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yu stretched out his hand toward the crowd.

The Golden Chains unleashed their executional might.

Over five hundred people were ground into flesh, blood raining down like a storm. Yet this was not the end. Wang Yu opened his mouth and inhaled.

"Devour Souls."

Once the demonic art was activated, all souls were drawn out, turning into streaks of gray light that rushed into Wang Yu’s body.

The Black Fiend Armor formed on its own. Originally it was only a small piece of black armor with wailing faces, but in an instant it was filled with living souls. A fiendish aura surged to the heavens, as though the Demonic Ghost Lord had returned to life.

This Soul-devouring Evil Armor technique, whenever Wang Yu used it, was always handled with caution. For devouring too many souls could bring upon him the calamity of “Evil Ghosts Devouring the Body.”

But this time was a rare chance. Seven Foundation Establishment, five hundred Qi Refining. Enough to push the power of this technique to the peak of Foundation Establishment. A true opportunity.

In the past, when he cultivated this art through Idle Slots, he suffered only a negligible backlash, never enough to shake his divine soul.

But after today, these evil ghosts could counterattack at any time.

This was exactly what he wanted.

The Ancient Soul Art paired with the Taiyin Nether Eyes had made his cultivation progress far too smoothly. His divine sense grew every day without bottleneck, constantly expanding.

Now he could use these evil souls to temper his divine sense, solidify his foundation, and prepare for the day he built a lofty tower with an unshakable base.

He not only wanted speed, but stability. Even if not talking about challenging one realm higher, within the same realm at least he must stand at the forefront.

After thunder comes imperial grace.

The carrot and the stick have always been the unchanging method of taming intelligent beings.

After establishing rules and dignity, it was time to show his amiable side. As the Black Fiend Armor dispersed, Wang Yu descended before the crowd.

Behind him the square was paved with broken limbs and flesh. The stench of blood could make even a trained adult cry. Yet his handsome white face carried a gentle smile.

As though the exterminator and soul devourer just now was unrelated to him.

"Everyone, the rebels are executed. From today on, the governance of Jade Spirit City will follow the old rules. I must also trouble everyone to help and co-manage this city."

Of course, who truly believed such words was a fool.

The Guan family head hurried forward and bowed deeply.

"City Lord’s divine might, Guan truly admires. From now on I shall follow the City Lord’s lead without question."

Wang Yu glanced at him. This man was the type who followed wherever milk flowed, a shameless fence-sitter. But at least this time he had set the right example.

"Rise. Fellow Daoists’ cultivation is above mine. No need for formality."

A female cultivator of the Scent-Hearing Cult said, "Though this is Jade Spirit City, it still lies under the rule of the Blood Reversal Sect. The City Lord represents the face of the Exalted Sect, so the rites must not be discarded."

Excellent.

Wang Yu was very satisfied, but still waved his hands modestly. The others were compelled to persuade him further.

After three refusals and three invitations, he finally accepted and assumed the seat of City Lord.

After a pause, Wang Yu spoke.

"In half a month, this year’s Spirit Testing Ceremony will be held in advance. The City Lord’s Mansion needs rebuilding. Not only must we recruit a new batch of men, but the current City Guards must also be replaced.

"Furthermore, this City Lord has decided to choose disciples from the Guan and Jiang families. As for the three sects, if you have surplus people, may I borrow them for now?"

At these words, everyone’s faces showed delight.

The Tuoba family was gone, the Bai family excluded from power. This was the perfect chance to divide the cake and establish new factions.

Though Wang Yu’s cultivation was not high, he was indeed a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Accepting disciples was more than suitable.

This was not truly about discipleship, but like marriage between great clans, a gesture of goodwill to the Guan and Jiang families, in fact a call for alliance.

A great thing, no one would refuse.

Jade Spirit City was fertile land. Wang Yu did not yet have the power to take it all, so naturally he needed allies of shared interest. At first, hearts might be unsettled, the foundation unstable.

But once the shell was formed, with time, he could slowly manage, until finally he built his own power centered around him.

In the short term, as long as he did not leave Jade Spirit City, he was safe.

Even the three great families of the city would try their utmost to keep him alive. If he were to die inside the city, once the Blood Reversal Sect arrived, a great purge would surely follow.