“Luo Senior Brother, is there really activity from a demon sect in the Ten Thousand Green Mountains?”
“Rumors say that demon sect members use cultivators for alchemy, extracting bones and skin to make magic tools, acting wickedly and brutally. Who knows if it’s as exaggerated as that.”
A group of Bluecloud Sect disciples descended from their mountain. Since entering the Foundation Establishment stage, they had traveled by flying swords without time for idle chatter. Today was a rare opportunity, so they walked slowly, naturally looking for something to talk about.
“Quiet all of you!” Luo Changtian snorted coldly, his indifferent eyes sweeping over the disciples behind him. “So what if there are demon sect members? The Ten Thousand Green Mountains are our Bluecloud Sect’s territory. Even if a demon ancestor came here, they’d have to submit!”
The disciples all showed flattering expressions upon hearing this.
“That’s right! Senior Brother Luo is the strongest among the new generation of direct disciples in our Bluecloud Sect. His talent far surpasses those demon sect members, doesn’t it?”
“If we encounter demon sect members, we should just slaughter them!”
Luo Changtian remained expressionless on the surface but felt secretly pleased inside.
Indeed, before there was Zhao Lingtian, a direct disciple favored by the sect leader, pressing down on him. Now that Zhao Lingtian’s dantian has been ruined, he is the top direct disciple among the young generation, the strongest Foundation Establishment cultivator in the Bluecloud Sect. A mere demon sect…
Whoosh!
The clear night sky suddenly darkened.
Luo Changtian looked up to see a black cloud rising from the mountains, obscuring the moonlight and swiftly flying towards the west.
That black cloud seethed with crimson demonic energy, even from a distance giving off an oppressive aura that sent shivers down one’s spine.
“It’s a demon cultivator!”
“What terrifying demonic energy!”
“Quickly notify the sect!” Luo Changtian’s face turned pale, completely losing his earlier arrogance.
The demonic energy had already formed clouds, indicating that the opponent was at least an old monster.
Colliding with such an old monster, these low-level Foundation Establishment cultivators were essentially courting death, weren’t they?
An enforcement hall disciple next to Luo Changtian hurriedly took out a communication jade slip, ready to activate it, but found himself unable to move!
“Hehehe, little ones, you can’t just pass messages around.”
A sinister laugh echoed behind them.
Luo Changtian’s heart nearly stopped as he saw the black cloud above had vanished.
The demon cultivator had somehow appeared behind them unnoticed.
Demonic energy enveloped the enforcement hall disciple, who didn’t even have time to scream, crushing the jade slip in the process.
“Old man has urgent matters today, no time to deal with you. I’ll give you some toys to play with~ Hehe~”
As the demonic energy dissipated, the demon cultivator killed a Bluecloud Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator without even showing his true form, leaving only a gruesome mummified corpse.
“He, he left?”
“Zhang Shidi, Zhang Shidi?”
“Ah, don’t call out anymore, he’s dead! Quickly return to the sect and report this!”
There was only one communication jade slip, and with a major demon cultivator appearing in the Ten Thousand Green Mountains, it wasn’t suitable for disciples of their strength to continue their mission. The sect needed to send more elite disciples or even elders to handle the situation.
One disciple stepped forward to collect the body of the unfortunate Zhang Shidi.
“Don’t go over! Come back quickly!”
Luo Changtian, who had been closely watching the corpse, noticed something amiss and urgently warned, but it was too late.
The deceased Zhang Shidi’s body suddenly sprouted red hair, then instantly leaped up like a panther, pouncing on the disciple. Its blood-stained mouth opened wide, revealing sharp fangs, biting down on the disciple’s neck.
Gurgle—!
The neck of a Foundation Establishment cultivator was severed so easily,
Blood gushed out profusely.
The sudden scene stunned the surrounding disciples, who stood there in disbelief.
And the creature, having tasted blood, became even more ferocious.
“This is a stiff zombie!” Luo Changtian drew his flying sword from his waist, his expression grave, and quickly ordered the other disciples: “Hurry and form a formation, the enemy is formidable. If we don’t kill it, none of us will escape!”
Looking at the grotesque stiff zombie, he felt a chill.
It could casually transform a zombie equivalent to a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.
What kind of background did that great demon cultivator from the demon sect have?
…
In a small hut at the foot of the mountain—
“The medicinal pill given to me by the senior is not just precious…” Li Qingran was shocked as she examined her dantian internally.
She saw the new dantian taking shape, faintly glowing with golden light, unlike any ordinary dantian. As it neared completion, a spinning golden lotus platform appeared before her eyes.
“This, this is my new dantian?!”
The dantian in the shape of a lotus platform emitted a hazy green glow, each petal clearly visible, even displaying profound heavenly scriptures.
What kind of dantian is this?
Unheard of, unseen before.
But Li Qingran knew this dantian was extraordinary.
She often browsed through records in the scripture pavilion.
Though the first floor of the scripture pavilion didn’t have powerful cultivation methods, it contained many biographies about the history of the Cangyun Realm, many of which were stories recorded by cultivators. Although these stories couldn’t directly boost combat power, they broadened one’s horizons.
In ancient times, sects valued dantian quality more than spirit roots.
Back then, dantians had grades.
A first-grade dantian was the pinnacle of innate dantians, but there was actually a supreme grade above it.
No cultivator was born with a supreme-grade dantian.
Only geniuses with first-grade dantians, utilizing various precious resources, had a slim chance of obtaining a legendary supreme-grade dantian.
Li Qingran had never seen what a supreme-grade dantian looked like.
But she had a vague feeling.
Her current dantian was supreme!
“Senior, what incredible medicinal pill did you give me…?” Li Qingran opened her eyes, seeing the room filled with golden lotuses, feeling lost and almost in tears. She couldn’t repay the debt of restoring her dantian, and now the senior not only restored her dantian but also bestowed her such a significant opportunity.
“Hehe, it’s indeed a supreme-grade dantian! My chance has come!”
Suddenly, a cackling laugh rang outside the small hut.
Li Qingran looked out the window to see a black cloud hovering in the air, demonic energy surging within, with a blurry human figure inside.
“It’s a demon cultivator!”
Hostile and powerful.
“Senior, a great demon cultivator from the demon sect is targeting us. You must run, Qingran will buy you time!”
In her panic, Li Qingran didn’t think twice about whether her senior was stronger than the demon cultivator. Her immediate thought was to keep the senior safe.
“Run?! Hehehe!” The demon cultivator heard Li Qingran’s voice and laughed wildly. “I am Nightfall of the Heavenly Demon Sect. None of you will escape today. You will obediently become the foundation stones for my path to enlightenment!”
“Senior, you must leave!”
Li Qingran grabbed the broken sword, ready to go out.
But she was pushed back by a gentle force.
In the hotel room, Chen Huai’an looked at the black cloud and the large red dot on the map, a sinister smile forming on his lips. He took out a communication talisman and pressed it: “Girl, step back, get under the covers, I’m about to show off!”
What Li Qingran heard:
“No need to worry, mere ants…
This humble one,
Can kill them effortlessly!”
