Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint-Chapter 530 - 179: Elder Yan Who Covers His Ears While Stealing the Bell
Mysterious Nether Abyss...
"Where exactly are you taking me?"
A cryptic voice echoed ethereally amidst the howling, rending winds.
"Your strength is too meager. To cause a stir in today’s world, you’re still lacking. Naturally, I’m here to help you enhance your Cultivation. Incidentally, I’d also like to get a taste of this world..."
The odd voice continued, unhurried, "That person is already dead. My fated enemy is gone. Naturally, I can finally do as I please in this world."
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing much. Just helping you get stronger and, incidentally, reshaping a body for myself."
"You, a mere Residual Soul, wish to reshape a body and cultivate anew? Laughable..."
"There’s nothing laughable about it. If she, such a powerful being, could cultivate anew for six lifetimes, why can’t I? The Six Desires Treasure Book was merely a Cultivation Technique I created back in the day. More recently, through your memories, I’ve come to understand this world quite deeply."
"Interestingly, there are quite a few Demon Sects in this world..."
"My kind is flourishing! How fortunate, how fortunate!"
"..."
Walking within the Black Abyss.
Gu Yuqing wore an indifferent expression, like a wilderness traveler shrouded in darkness.
In her Sea of Consciousness, ghostly silhouettes flickered.
That strand of Residual Soul entangled there always made her feel somewhat uneasy.
Who on earth could this person be? Why was he sealed within that Ancient Immortal Mansion? What was his relationship with Brother Wang? And what about his connection to Master?
The Six Desires Secret Scripture had robbed her of various desires. This bizarre and inhuman Cultivation Technique indeed suited her Heartless Path well. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have chosen to cultivate it in the first place.
Looking back now, although she knew it was a trap, she had still been manipulated by this person. This made Gu Yuqing realize that she, too, had weaknesses.
Before long, as darkness permeated the surroundings, intense Demonic Qi enveloped this corner of the world.
Gu Yuqing’s pupils contracted as she saw, up ahead, a Heavenly Communication Hall shrouded in a black mist that gleamed with green light.
This is... Yuanhai Hall!
Her Sea of Consciousness jolted as she finally understood where the strange voice had led her.
The foremost Demon Sect of the Tianlin Continent.
One of the very top Demon Sects in the Cultivation World.
Righteous Cultivators rarely ventured into the Tianlin Continent; even Nascent Soul Cultivators who did often ended up thoroughly fleeced.
"Who goes there?"
Before she could even approach Yuanhai Hall, several cultivators in black robes, piloting Magic Artifacts shaped like flying boats made from desiccated bones, instantly surrounded Gu Yuqing.
These cultivators’ Cultivation levels were not very high, around the Golden Core stage.
Yuanhai Hall did have a Tribulation Crossing Ancestor. Unfortunately, he had been injured in the past.
With Gu Yuqing’s Divinity Transformation Cultivation, withdrawing would have been easy, but then...
What do you intend to do here? Gu Yuqing asked gravely within her Sea of Consciousness.
Naturally, to catch up on old times, the strange voice replied.
As the voice finished speaking, ’Gu Yuqing’s’ body trembled. A black, mystical pattern appeared between her brows. Her gaze turned imperious, and she spoke in a cold voice, "Summon Shuo Wuji to meet me!"
The black-robed Demon Cultivators were stunned, nearly tumbling from their Magic Artifacts at her words.
"How dare you!"
"A mere outside cultivator dares to utter our Sect Ancestor’s name so brazenly! You’re seeking death!"
Demon Cultivators were inherently volatile, attacking at the slightest disagreement. "Elder, a Divinity Transformation Cultivator has intruded upon our Yuanhai Hall!" one of them yelled, even as they simultaneously sent voice transmissions to their Sect Elders, calling for backup.
Almost in the blink of an eye, several cultivators, their Demonic Qi blotting out the sky, rose from the distant Yuanhai Hall like a series of black suns.
Dark clouds gathered, and the Big Formation fully formed.
Instantly, the area transformed into a veritable Demon Prison. All around, Soul Sails fluttered, from which tens of thousands of ghosts shrieked, their baleful cries potent enough to shatter the minds of Nascent Soul Cultivators.
However, the current Gu Yuqing—or rather, the entity controlling her—remained unperturbed. She pointed a finger into the void and said, "’Still using the same old Infinite Demon Technique. Tsk, Shuo Wuji, to think you were once the foremost disciple under this venerable one... and this is the extent of your Comprehension?’"
"’You merely altered two characters of the Infinite Demon Technique and reaped the benefits of this world. No wonder you were the first piece of trash to be defeated by Dongfang Mu back then—such dull aptitude! Still, if your Cultivation hadn’t been so low, and if Dongfang Mu’s single sword strike hadn’t shattered your fighting spirit, you likely wouldn’t be alive today...’"
"’Consider yourself to have some Qi Fortune...’"
At her gesture, that point in the void exploded. Like a roaming dragon, a force shot through, instantly shattering the mysterious demonic formation.
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
Four figures were instantly blasted out from the void.
Several horrified voices cried out from among them:
"’Who exactly are you? How do you know the Infinite Demon Transformation, a lost art of our Wuji Demon Scripture...?’"
"..."
「----」
The sword remained unpracticed.
Beneath the Cloud Sea, Wang Mu sat at a source of Yunlai Creek, gently dangling his fishing rod.
Yunlai Creek had several sources, and the one beneath the Sword Sect’s Cloud Sea was one of them.
Naturally, there were fish to be caught here. However, the fish here were scarcer than in the outer stretches of the creek. Being the upper reaches, it wasn’t as broad as the downstream sections, so fish were naturally scarce. Few fishing enthusiasts in the Sword Sect would come to this particular spot.
Wang Mu gently jiggled his fishing rod. This rod was the very one Yan Qingwu had gifted him long ago. It was fashioned from Taian Divine Wood and strung with Divine Silkworm Silk Thread from the Infinite Ice Sea. It was the best fishing rod for invoking the ’Fish Coming’ phenomenon, a gift from Yan Qingwu when they had journeyed to the Linglong Love Abyss together.
The fish here are quite cunning...
One smoothly slipped the hook.
Wang Mu was slightly surprised. Not many fish could escape from his line anymore.
It had to be known that his current Fishing level and his Divine Sense Concentration were both exceedingly high.
To put it bluntly, Wang Mu could casually catch any Top-grade fish in Yunlai Creek.
Of course, such fish were of little use to him at his current stage.
