Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 279

After distinguishing the layout for a moment, Wang Yu understood.

The mountain gate of the Blood Reversal Sect indeed possessed a geomantic earth formation. It had even been adjusted by a earth master. Once modified by human hands, it became a man-made formation. Yet in essence, it hadn't weakened at all; instead, it had grown even stronger.

In feng shui arts, a man made formation is not necessarily inferior to a natural earth formation. It depends entirely on the earth master’s mastery.

The core of this formation lay within the nine thousand foot blood pool waterfall behind the Blood Demon Hall. It was closely linked to the floating star trajectory instrument. All of it had been altered by human intervention.

Wang Yu could tell what the original formation should have been.

The thirty-second ranked among the Earth Formations—[Nine Palaces Demonic Star Soaring Heaven Formation]!

The original effect of this formation is to harvest the blood essence from nine directional earth veins. Through the combined power of the demonic stars within the full cycle of celestial bodies, it seizes the creation of heaven and earth, transforming it into a true demonic blood pool capable of nourishing demonic spirits.

Put simply, it could generate resources used by Core Formation demonic cultivators for cultivation. It was a resource production type earth formation.

As for the effects after modification, he could not see them.

He had not learned enough geomantic arts yet.But he was certain that a spatial secret realm was hidden within the Blood Demon Hall. He would not be mistaken about that.

He stood outside the mountain gate for a while before regaining his focus. Wang Yu immediately descended toward the entrance. As expected, the guarding disciples did not recognize him.

However, on the way back, Wang Yu put on his beloved Xiezhi Crown, wore his law enforcement robe, and hung a jade token at his waist. With such bearing, no one without discernment would dare block him.

When he was at Foundation Establishment, he viewed everything with some timidity. After reaching Core Formation, for the first time, Wang Yu discovered that the Blood Reversal Sect’s mountain gate was actually so prosperous.

Ignoring the faint blood stench in the corners, it was countless tiers more flourishing than Jade Spirit City. After all, more than two hundred thousand residents lived here permanently, all of them cultivators.

The longing for promotion lingered in his heart.

Wang Yu locked onto his direction and flew toward Cold Blood Peak. This was his third time ascending this peak. The first time had been to meet Su Yulong. The second time had been to appear on the Foundation Establishment Jade Register.

This third time was to be promoted as an Inner Sect Elder. He could directly ascend to the summit of Cold Blood Peak, near the palatial complex beside the Nascent Soul Ancestor’s cultivation grounds.

This place was a rare fourth rank spirit vein land.

It was the residence of the Cold Blood Peak Master. As for the other Nascent Soul Ancestors of this peak, they had basically each chosen a nearby mountain.

The sect would naturally draw over corresponding spirit veins for the Nascent Soul cultivators to enjoy. One vein per person was exaggerated, but two people per vein was doable.

A hegemonic force’s mountain gate would never be limited to only nine peaks. All the towering mountains nearby were within sect territory.

Without permission, disciples were not allowed to intrude into a Nascent Soul Ancestor’s cultivation grounds.

Wang Yu failed to notice that as he flew toward Cold Blood Peak, someone took note of him. The news was immediately transmitted to Evil Sword Peak.

Soon after.

A group of Core Formation experts acted on their own initiative, leaving in large numbers. Their aura was unfriendly and their intent obvious.

The person involved remained unaware for the moment. Even if he knew, he would not care. If Core Formation cultivators sometimes still acted like hotheaded fools willing to die together, then between Nascent Soul cultivators, it was the art of compromise.

Truth be told, Black Heaven Talisman Lord was not necessarily as close to Luo Chen as father and son. Such relationships were uncommon in the demonic path. More often, it resembled the relationship between a master and a backup vessel.

Disciples were treated as private property by their masters, similar to Situ Hong and his Peach Blossom Mother. Ownership outweighed emotional connection.

It was undeniable that true inheritors existed.

But Luo Chen was certainly not one of them. Demonic cultivators generally disliked people similar to themselves. They preferred those with principles and gratitude. If they truly wanted disciples, they often abducted people from the Taihu Spiritual Domain.

It was said that slave-catching squads would occasionally bring back high aptitude children precisely to offer this service. Examples were rare.

At the summit of Cold Blood Peak.

Wang Yu retracted his Frost Moon Wings and landed on the steps before the Jade Scripture Hall. There were very few people here, not even guards.

After climbing several hundred steps.

The Jade Scripture Hall filled with soul tablets and soul lamps appeared before his eyes. Near the hall entrance, a late Core Formation elder, gaunt with age, was lying on an ice chair.

When Wang Yu approached, the old man narrowed his eyes at him and muttered.

“Formed your core outside?”

“Yes, senior. I am Wang Yu, recently appointed as City Lord of Jade Spirit City. I have just returned today.”

“Jade Spirit City Lord?!”

The old man immediately grew energetic.

“I knew there had been no movement at Tribulation Cliff lately. So you brat came back from Cloud Ridge. Impressive. Truly impressive. You have guts.”

Wang Yu offered a shy smile.

“Senior, do you mean that the matter regarding the Little Talisman Lord has already spread throughout the sect?”

“Naturally.”

The old man stroked his beard and continued.

“Call me Elder Yushu. Since you already killed him, why still call him Little Talisman Lord? No need to pretend.”

“No no, sir, it was the Little Talisman Lord who insisted on making trouble for me. I slipped for a moment and accidentally killed him. It was not intentional.”

Elder Yushu chuckled.

“Explaining to me is useless. Look, they are here.”

Wang Yu turned around. Six gray sword lights descended on the steps of Jade Scripture Hall. Their cultivation levels were released without restraint.

Three late Core Formation. Three mid Core Formation.

Their auras instantly locked onto Wang Yu. Their swords rang sharply. The leader spoke bluntly.

“You are Wang Yu? Come with us.”

“Come? Why must I go with you?”

His attitude immediately angered them. One shouted, “Wang Yu, you killed the Little Talisman Lord Luo Chen. Instead of going to Evil Sword Peak to atone, you expect the Black Heaven Talisman Lord to personally invite you?”

“The Black Heaven Talisman Lord has not come, has he? Why are you six so anxious? Unless Luo Chen was your father?”

The man instantly flushed red, panting like an ox.

He reached out, wanting to draw his sword, but his companion pressed down on his wrist. He gave a look toward Elder Yushu, who sat with an unfathomable expression on the ice chair. The atmosphere immediately tightened.

They still had some sense and knew this was not the place to start a fight. Yet Wang Yu did not let up. He feigned surprise and said.

“So Luo Chen is your father. My mistake.”

“You…”

The man was so furious that his voice turned sharp.

“Wang Yu, you are finished. You offended the Black Heaven Talisman Lord. Do not think you can continue cultivating in the Exalted Sect. Get someone ready to collect your corpse.”

Hearing this, Wang Yu let out a cold laugh.

“As for the Black Heaven Talisman Lord, I will explain the matter myself. You fools were probably provoked by someone, and you rushed out without thinking. You became cannon fodder without even knowing it.”

“What do you mean? You are still bragging at a time like this.”

Anyone who could reach Core Formation in the Blood Reversal Sect could not have poor aptitude or be too stupid. They at least had basic judgment.

Hearing Wang Yu speak like this, they immediately sensed something was wrong.

For him to remain this calm, even daring to return to the sect, showed that he had already prepared everything.

The other disciples of the Black Heaven Talisman Lord had not come, yet these outsiders rushed in. Could it be…

Wang Yu took out the Thunder Lord Lei Hu Token and displayed it.

“Get back to where you came from. Come causing trouble again and you can forget about living.”

As inner sect elders in the late Core Formation stage, they were far stronger than the Old Man Qiao from earlier. They were all from the inner sect, each with their own backgrounds. Their status was not inferior to True Disciples.

In fact, due to their cultivation, they held faintly higher standing. Even the True Disciples of each peak had to salute them as juniors.

When Luo Chen was alive, due to face and hierarchical status, they would never lower themselves to flatter him.

Yet they cared very much about the Black Heaven Talisman Lord’s opinion. After all, they all operated within the Evil Sword Peak. Everything revolved around relationships and favors. By reason and sentiment, they had to show up.

They could ask for justice for Luo Chen after his death.

Because that was equivalent to currying favor with the Black Heaven Talisman Lord.

But if another Nascent Soul ancestor was involved, especially one who was a late Nascent Soul grand cultivator, the kind who absolutely could not be provoked, then they would run as far as they could.

Whether they held resentment no longer mattered.

At this level of cultivation, with so few Nascent Soul ancestors above them, how could they not be familiar?

One could say that no one understood the aura and strength of the sect’s Nascent Soul ancestors better than they did.

The Thunder Lord Token struck them like a bolt from the blue.

The six turned pale as corpses. They bowed honestly to Wang Yu, then saluted Elder Yushu, and silently took their leave.

This puzzled many who had been watching Cold Blood Peak, waiting to see a spectacle.

Brothers, you marched out with such grandeur, and yet returned with your tails lowered. You did not even curse once on the way back. Too cowardly.

Just who in the world was this Wang Yu?

Many grew curious and began asking around. After a bit of inquiry, they were shocked.

He was born a Spirit Slave, used the Foundation Seizing Great Method to establish his Foundation, and now under a hundred years old, he had reached Core Formation. He even killed Little Talisman Lord Luo Chen and three outer sect Core Formation cultivators.

Was this not something out of a storyteller’s book?

As more people grew interested, stories of Wang Yu in Cloud Ridge were uncovered. Those with better means even learned of the cause of the dispute in Chasing Moon Prefecture.

It all started because the offering tribute of the City Lord of Wang was robbed.

The scene returns to Cold Blood Peak.

Elder Yushu glanced at the Thunder Lord Token in Wang Yu’s hand and leisurely stood up.

“I thought you would beat them up. Come inside with me.”

Wang Yu followed and replied.

“Elder Yushu thinks too highly of me. They are seniors who have been famous for many years. Someone like me who is still inexperienced could not possibly defeat them.”

“You are modest. Engrave your divine sense into this.”

Elder Yushu tossed him a jade plaque. Its shape was different from those displayed in the hall. Seeing his confusion, Elder Yushu explained with a pleasant smile.

“This is a special privilege for geniuses.

“Ordinary soul plaques take half a day to shatter after you die if you are more than a thousand kilometers away. But this jade soul plaque will notify me instantly as long as you are within the Crimson Kite Demonic Domain.

“It will also transmit the image of the murderer. Cold Blood Peak will avenge you.”

“Uh… thank you for your kindness, Elder Yushu.”

Wang Yu imprinted his divine sense into it. Getting revenge after death sounded appealing. Luo Chen must have received similar treatment.

As for killing one’s own sect members, it was certainly against the rules.

But if his master did not pursue it, the sect would not interfere. If not for the survivors from Sanmao City spreading the news, it would have taken longer for the story to spread.

Of course, the best method was simply to avoid being seen.

If no one witnessed it, then the killing was done, and rules and laws could not touch him. With the Thunder Lord Token for protection, the Black Heaven Talisman Lord would not act against him.

At most, the sect would suppress him with regulations.

And that could be resolved by paying spirit stones. It was insignificant.

“Congratulations. From now on, you are an inner sect elder of Cold Blood Peak.”