novelraw Chapter 330
Chapter 330
By chance encountering this person, Wang Yu recalled the request he had promised Situ Hong before entering, to help him gain release.
The best method was naturally to kill the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother.
In his view, Situ Hong was already far from his former prime. Even if he had broken through to Foundation Establishment, that feeble vital essence could no longer support a lifespan long enough to advance to Core Formation.
He had already been drained dry. In this lifetime, the highest he could achieve was merely a single Foundation Establishment accomplishment.
However, Wang Yu owed him a favor, and this matter had to be repaid.
Back when he was still weak, if not for Situ Hong’s assistance, he would never have had access to much intelligence, black market dealings, and hidden knowledge.
For the snowball to start rolling, Situ Hong deserved the foremost credit.
As for Gu Zhengshun, the Divine Power Corpse Arm obtained from his hands had been a crucial aid as well. Yet their relationship had always been primarily transactional, and the series of events that followed left no trace of personal sentiment.
“So be it. Since you ran into me, you were fated to face the calamity of Body and Dao extinction.”
With a thought, Wang Yu vanished from the temporary cave dwelling.Above Drunken Immortal Lake.
She wore a peach blossom pink, gold threaded fragrant silk dress. Three thousand strands of green hair were bound at the tail with floating ribbons. A red jade gem hung at her brow. Two trails of silver powdered peach blossom tears slid from the corners of her eyes down her jaw, then straight into the deep and hidden valley below.
This made her already alluring face gain an extra touch of sinister charm.
Her eyes glimmered with pink light, waves of faint fragrance spreading outward.
Her snow white jade feet wore no shoes. Her crystal clear toes lightly tapped the empty air, giving rise to a few peach blossom petals. Her posture was enchanting, making it impossible to look away.
If one did not know her background, one might think she was some Lofty Immortal Fairy. In truth, she primarily cultivated the ghost path, supplemented by the Joyous Union arts.
Beautiful she certainly was.
Yet once one thought of how those vermilion lips had been repaid by countless men, nausea arose instead, and any trace of romantic fancy melted away like spring snow, vanishing without a trace.
With the support of the Blood Sac Robe, the Ice Transformation secret technique made Wang Yu very difficult to detect by divine sense of the same realm. The Peach Blossom Ghost Mother seemed to be searching for something and did not notice that an extra pair of eyes was watching her from the shadows.
Her search was highly purposeful, confined to this small area.
This caused Wang Yu, who was pondering from which angle to make his move, to slow his actions considerably. To be fair, setting aside the danger, the Blood Abyss Sacred Land truly was filled with opportunities.
Even on the vast and desolate Blood Wild Plain, blood beasts could be found in groups. The blood beast crystal cores within them were treasures in their own right, hard to find in the outside world.
“Could it be that she can locate a third rank Blood Brew Wine Stone? Or is she looking for traces of a Blood Whisker Carp swarm?”
Having stayed here for three months, Wang Yu had tasted that delicacy as well. The cause had been the greed of the three tailed snow fox. It was definitely not because he was greedy.
However.
Neither of these guesses quite matched the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother’s cautious search posture. Driven by curiosity, Wang Yu followed her in secret.
Several days passed.
At the bottom of the Blood Wine Lake, the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother revealed a delighted expression. A brocade handkerchief appeared in her right hand. Filthy aura surged across it. Bloody resentment qi was almost tangible and extremely pungent.
Wang Yu recognized it at a glance. This treasure was the Bloodfoul Peach Blossom Kerchief, the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother’s famed artifact. It could pollute other magic treasures, its disgust factor comparable to the Yellow Springs Great Hand Seal.
Once entangled by this treasure, even if one did not die, one would still be flayed.
For demonic cultivators who calculated every cost, this kind of battle was something that should not happen. It was best for it to never happen at all. Thus, when encountering the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother, the primary strategy was avoidance.
Over time, this forged her reputation.
It was similar in spirit to the saying “a mop dipped in shit, even Lü Bu alive wouldn’t want it[1]. Normal cultivators wanted absolutely nothing to do with her, fearing their painstakingly nurtured magic treasures would be ruined.
At present.
After taking out this famed artifact, the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother flung it toward the depths of the lake. The peach blossom kerchief rapidly expanded, transforming into a curtain several hundred meters wide, covering an empty spot below.
Within a few breaths, blood light burst forth.
A kind of dragon might that Wang Yu was extremely familiar with spread through the water. His eyes lit up.
“Flood Dragon Cave?”
He was far too familiar with flood dragon pressure. He had used many treasures of the same tier, and there was no way he could mistake this aura.
However, a flood dragon cave was actually hidden beneath Drunken Immortal Lake.
This truly exceeded expectations.
“The only demonic beasts here are blood whisker carp. If it did not come from outside, then it can only be a blood whisker carp that transformed into a flood dragon. There is actually a dragon transformation opportunity here?”
The Peach Blossom Ghost Mother was clearly searching specifically for this flood dragon cave.
What Wang Yu thought of was a layer deeper. A treasure that could assist a living being in evolving its bloodline, if given to Snowjade to consume, would that not allow it to rise another level?
If one possessed a spirit pet with earth grade bloodline, it would be an exceedingly rare great opportunity. For ordinary people who obtained it, it would be enough to glorify their ancestors and found a clan. One beast could pass fortune through ten generations, with luck unending.
For a flood dragon, the minimum bloodline was already upper grade.
Anything slightly better could reach earth grade. The opportunity within this flood dragon cave was truly destined for him.
Within the scene.
After successfully locating the flood dragon cave.
The Peach Blossom Ghost Mother was overjoyed and muttered to herself. “It really is here. It was not in vain for me to submit myself and indulge with that cripple. No matter what Zuoqiu prodigies there are, they all have to submit beneath mine yin cavern!”
Such lewd tiger-and-wolf words made Wang Yu's eyelids twitch.
So there was a story behind this.
After waiting a short while, under the corrosion of the Peach Blossom Handkerchief, the entire flood dragon cave emerged from concealment. It appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary lake bottom cave.
Deep and long, with no visible end.
Seeing this, Wang Yu felt there was no need to wait any longer. Whether for opportunity or to repay a favor, since it had fallen into his hands, there was no reason to let it go.
“Go.”
The Yellow Spring Demonic Sword suddenly burst forth, overwhelming sword baleforce sweeping across hundreds of acres of blood wine before crashing down violently.
The peerless edge released by a high-grade magic treasure erupted far too abruptly. In her shock, the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother swiftly dispersed into a sky full of peach petals, dodging in all directions.
Her life-bound magic treasure, the Bloodfoul Peach Blossom Kerchief, snapped back to defend. Even as she fled, it coiled toward the Yellow Spring Demonic Sword, seemingly trying to seize his magic treasure.
Wang Yu could not help but feel intrigued.
‘Then let us see whose artifact-breaking technique is stronger.’
Yellow Springs Demonic Sword baleforce rapidly condensed, transforming into a giant hand hundreds of meters long that collided head-on with the blood-tainted power. The turbid currents of the Yellow Spring boiled. How could mere filthy force compare to the essence of the Yellow Spring.
Thus, it endured for less than three breaths.
The Peach Blossom Kerchief was brushed down in rank, and the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother’s figure reformed, blood flowing crimson from the corner of her mouth.
“Yellow Spring Great Hand Seal. Blood Abyss Sacred Land. How could there be someone from the Yellow Spring Monastery.”
Another person misled by common knowledge.
The Yellow Spring Great Hand Seal requires absorption of Yellow Spring Qi. Since this substance exists only within the Yellow Spring Monastery, the world has long believed it to be their exclusive divine ability, assuming that only cultivators of the Yellow Spring Azure Fall Sutra could practice it.
In truth, this is not so. As long as one can absorb Yellow Spring Qi, anyone can cultivate this divine ability. The difficulty is merely slightly higher.
The Peach Blossom Ghost Mother was both shocked and enraged.
Yet Wang Yu appeared silently behind her, within less than one zhang.
Lesser Asura Killing Fist.
With the might of a perfected killing fist at such close range, she had no time left to escape. With the reaction speed of a Core Formation cultivator, she could at most layer several defenses.
But when the terrifying killing intent of mountains of corpses and seas of blood descended, her legs trembled uncontrollably, and unknown liquid flowed down along her smooth, delicate thighs.
Those with an unstable Dao heart find it difficult to respond under such killing intent.
However.
In an instant, the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother’s eyes were flooded with ghastly white, and several sinister wraiths burst forth from her mouth.
One resembled a mass of tree roots. Its limbs churned like black mist, constantly sprouting countless tendrils as it struck toward the Asura killing Fist. This was the Wood Ghost.
Another had hair and beard like blazing flames, flaring upward as if burning, its body seemingly solid.
With a crimson face and naked body, it opened its mouth and spat out a spiraling line of fire that entwined with the roots to meet the killing fist. This was the Fire Ghost.
Wood and fire generated each other, and their power surged.
Finally came the third life-bound ghost she had raised. Its figure was graceful and unclothed. Within the thin ghostly mist, several clear yet obscene illusory images manifested.
This weakened the extreme killing intent to a certain extent.
Seeing this, Wang Yu could not help but frown.
He knew that the Path of the Mind was not an invincible force, and that sooner or later he would encounter cultivators capable of resisting this move. He truly had not expected it to be the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother.
Clearly affected by the mental impact of the killing fist.
Yet supported by her ghost entities, she could still unleash considerable combat strength.
From this point alone, she was more well-rounded than Luo Chen, that Nascent Soul disciple.
If the Path of the Mind were truly invincible, it would not have declined into obscurity and been lost. In the present cultivation world, very few even know of this power.
This thought drifted through his mind.
In reality, the Lesser Asura Killing Fist had already collided with the Wood and Fire Ghosts and then, without any suspense, crushed straight through.
All roots shattered, ghost flames extinguished.
This was a perfected divine ability. It was not limited to shattering the mind alone. The power of mere Five Elements ghost entities was far from enough to contend with it.
The Wood Ghost wailed as it burrowed back into the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother’s body. The Fire Ghost, unwilling to yield, caused the flames around its body to explode as it slammed into the blood-colored fist imprint.
A dull, thunderous boom erupted. Vast quantities of lake water vaporized, temporarily clearing out a waterless space.
The Fire Ghost detonated, leaving only a crimson ghost core that fled back into the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother’s body in panic.
In just two exchanges, this once-famous cultivator was completely forced into a dead end. Wang Yu reached out with his right hand, ignoring the Peach Blossom Ghost beside him that desperately tried to drain his essence like a lust-crazed fool.
Amid the Peach Blossom Ghost Mother’s terror, he smashed her beautiful head into fragments with a single punch. With a Core-seizing hand, he pulled out a golden core about four li in size and washed it once with Death Light.
This declared her complete death and the annihilation of her Dao.
Wang Yu gave her no chance at all and decisively struck to kill. With her death, all three life-bound ghost entities suffered severe backlash. The already heavily injured Wood and Fire Ghosts died outright.
The Peach Blossom Ghost, however, survived by sheer luck. After brief consideration, Wang Yu stored it within the Glazed Iceheart Pagoda, planning to convert it later and sell it to fellow disciples of Five Yin Peak.
Peach Blossom Ghosts are born from the corpses of deceased peach tree spirits.
They are not mutant ghost species, but they are still a relatively rare type of powerful yin ghost. Ghost Path cultivators, regardless of gender, like to raise one, as it has many uses.
The corpse was placed into a Yin Nurturing Coffin. The storage ring was stripped away. The Golden Core was ground into powder. This all-purpose material that increases alchemy success rates would be useful for future pill refinement.
While inspecting the storage ring, he made another unexpected gain.
A third-rank Soul Path treasure.
Wang Yu’s eyes lit up, as his divine sense was just one step short of a breakthrough.
“Then I will use you to break through.”
[1]:- Chinese internet proverb meaning “something so filthy and troublesome that even the greatest warrior (Lü Bu from Romance of the Three Kingdoms) wouldn’t want to deal with it if he came back to life.” The mop (拖把) covered in excrement is the ultimate symbol of something irredeemably contaminated.