Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 198 - 120: Fetal Movement Realm? Nothing Special!

This environment covered in cold tones easily causes unease and tension in the soul. That's why very few people usually come to places like this. Wei Changkong came here earlier because he was commissioned to hunt down a beast here, and the reward was substantial. He had no choice, to earn money.

Yet, this unsettling aura is, for Fan Wubing... nourishment.

To put it bluntly, with Star-Swallowing Moon-Chewing plus "Tongue Desire," even excrement can squeeze out some life value, let alone this kind of aura. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Besides, with the pure, supreme magic art like the Blood Calamity Dead Immortal Skill at hand, would he fear other auras?

Fan Wubing was sure that if he unleashed the aura of the Blood Calamity Dead Immortal Skill, the aura in this Purple Heart Mist Forest would immediately avoid it like the plague.

As soon as they entered, Wei Changkong said, "Junior Brother Wubing, stay close to me so I can help you alleviate the impact of the environment."

Fan Wubing smiled, "Senior Brother Wei, you better take care of yourself."

After speaking, he moved forward.

Wei Changkong saw his back and realized he wasn't affected at all, quite surprised, thinking, could it be that in just over a month, Junior Brother Wubing's cultivation has advanced again?

You should know, ordinary Nascent Souls don't dare to venture into the Purple Heart Mist Forest lightly.

Soon, the aura separated from Yunyong High Slope stopped at a certain place.

A ravine and waterfall. The water here is purple.

Wei Changkong was astonished, "This is where I went into seclusion before! There's a cave behind the waterfall."

Subsequently, the two passed through the water curtain of the waterfall on one side, entering the cave behind it.

Inside, it was dark and damp.

As soon as he entered, Fan Wubing frowned. He felt an especially deep aura, and at the moment he sensed it, he had a feeling of imminent breakthrough.

No, it was an illusion!

If not for the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill, he almost got deceived.

Fan Wubing asked, "Senior Brother Wei, did you have this sudden insight due to this aura, thinking you were about to break through to the Fetal Movement Realm?"

"Yes."

"Then I can tell you. You were deceived. This is entirely an artificial illusion."

"Ah?" Wei Changkong exclaimed, "You mean, I wasn't suddenly insightful, but someone deliberately made me think so?"

"Exactly. It seems that you were set up from the start."

"No wonder... no wonder I've been in seclusion for an entire month without any gains, even feeling like I've regressed."

"Regression is likely because you've stayed too long in this Purple Heart Mist Forest."

Wei Changkong gritted his teeth, "I'm at the Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul, and I was deceived!"

"It probably has something to do with your deep desire to break through to the Fetal Movement Realm, Senior Brother."

Wei Changkong smiled wryly, "Ah, that's likely it."

Fan Wubing collected the various auras lingering in the cave and, after sensing them, said, "Senior Brother Wei, there's something terrifying."

"What?"

"During your more than a month of seclusion, someone was active around you."

Wei Changkong's hair stood on end, "Rea... really?"

"Yes. He camouflaged your aura here and then impersonated you."

"Then... he could have killed me directly!"

"Indeed. If it were truly an enemy of yours, he could have killed you on the spot. But now it seems more like our previous speculation, needing you alive. If you were dead, it would just be a bad debt to the Treasure Heart Pavilion, but if you're alive, they can pursue subsequent responsibilities." Fan Wubing's mind was exceptionally clear, and a chain of speculation gradually emerged.

Wei Changkong said, "During my seclusion, I was prepared with defensive measures. For someone to break through my defenses directly means their cultivation is likely higher than mine, or they have extremely high-grade concealment techniques!"

"More likely it's the former. And making you think you're about to break through to the Fetal Movement Realm means the person at least has some insight into the Fetal Movement Realm."

"Fetal Movement Realm!"

Fan Wubing suddenly laughed, "Even if he's at the Fetal Movement Realm, he probably didn't expect us to trace him through the aura. Senior Brother Wei, there's good news, we've met the owner of this aura before."

"Who?"

"After the Peach Blossom Spring ended, the elders of Luofu Mountain and the Green Blade Sect who wanted justice for their disciples."

"The one in black robes and the especially burly one?"

"Yes."

"Su Yulong, Cheng Yingwu!" Wei Changkong said coldly, "Relentless thieves! Humph, now the evidence should be enough, let's report to the Treasure Heart Pavilion. Manager Li is very capable and will certainly make a clear judgment."

"But, there's bad news."

"What?"

Fan Wubing frowned, "They've come."

Wei Changkong was startled, "Who?"

"Su Yulong and Cheng Yingwu!"

Wei Changkong's hair stood on end, Fetal Movement Realm!

Not one, but two!

Why have they suddenly come? What else could it be but to kill and silence us!

"We're in trouble, Junior Brother Wubing, let's escape!" Wei Changkong's forehead broke out in cold sweat. He knew very well that the gap between a Nascent Soul and a Fetal Movement was huge, one being outside the Dao, the other within. If it were just one Fetal Movement Realm, and if he were alone, he could still use various means to contend.

But there are two!

And with Junior Brother Wubing here. Junior Brother Wubing is a valued member of the sect and must not suffer any mishap!

Fan Wubing frowned and spoke in a deep voice, "We can't escape, Senior Brother."

A blade light suddenly struck, splitting the waterfall's curtain into two, the water droplets instantly evaporating into mist, covering the entire cave.

The two men kept dodging, quickly widening the distance and rushing out of the cramped cave.

As soon as they got out, they encountered the second blade light.

Precise! Ruthless! Fierce!

And it carried a certain pressure.

It's... the pressure of the Dao!

Facing a Nascent Soul, there would never be this kind of pressure.