With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World-Chapter 78: His Fake Core... Is Alive!
[You are hailed as the first among the Five Sects and Eighteen Heroes.]
[In the year 1770 of the Daqi Calendar, in a high-pressure situation, a disciple from the Ice Flame Sect’s Changfeng Pavilion, also bearing the title of Eighteen Heroes, successfully broke through and achieved Foundation Establishment.]
[In the same year, you attempted a breakthrough, consumed a Foundation Establishment Pill along with several other Spiritual Objects, failed to break through, and your cultivation regressed.]
.........
[In the year 1775 of the Daqi Calendar, the Four-sided Alliance continuously recaptured the Mountain Gate of Ice Flame Sect’s Changfeng Pavilion.]
You consumed another Foundation Establishment Pill, failed to break through, and your cultivation regressed]
.........
[In the year 1778 of the Daqi Calendar, you consumed another Foundation Establishment Pill, and once again failed to break through.]
[Within the alliance, there was dissent regarding allocating three Foundation Establishment Pills to you, but Master Fuyang quelled the dissent, stating that the pills were all left by the Cyan Cloud Sect.]
.........
[In the year 1781 of the Daqi Calendar, the Four-sided Alliance launched a general attack.]
[Golden Ink Mountain was beyond reach. As a Guest Sect, Golden Ink Mountain’s aim in seizing resources and territories was never about its own development. After the Four-sided Alliance paid a hefty price, Golden Ink Mountain contentedly left the Five Sects Territory.]
[On the eve of the war, you suddenly had an insight, consumed the pill given by Master Fuyang nine years ago, broke through in one day, condensed your Qi into liquid, formed a Foundation, and achieved Foundation Establishment.]
[Having just achieved Foundation Establishment for three days, the decisive battle commenced. Master Fuyang advised you to stabilize your cultivation a bit more...]
"Under the collapsed nest, how can there be unbroken eggs?" Upon saying this, Zhu Chen followed the numerous Foundation Establishments forward.
Zhu Chen had only achieved Foundation Establishment for three days and hadn’t even practiced the Foundation Establishment Technique.
The Blazing Fire Technique was not the core technique of the Cyan Cloud Sect that could be practiced up to Foundation Establishment. Zhu Chen hadn’t practiced Foundation Establishment Skills, but relying on accumulated combat power, he barely caught up with those who had stabilized their cultivation after three years of Foundation Establishment.
After the breakthrough, although the foundation was still there, the other accumulations from the previous stage would be infinitely weakened because of the massive boost in realm from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment.
Cultivation is like rowing against the current; not advancing means falling back. Only by always being strong can one truly be strong.
[You, along with other Foundation Establishment cultivators, took the lead in attacking the Blood Sea Sect’s headquarters. With the Mountain Gate of the Four-sided Alliance and Changfeng Pavilion still unrecovered, this time directly striking the Blood Sea Sect’s Mountain Gate, the Blood Sea Sect was caught off guard, and the Four-sided Alliance advanced unstoppably.]
[The Blood Sea Sect retreated north, choosing to cut off an arm to survive, abandoning the Mountain Gate, intending to station at Changfeng Pavilion’s Mountain Gate and continue confronting the Four-sided Alliance.]
[You and several Foundation Establishments infiltrated the core area of the Blood Sea Sect, intending to seize the Core Formation Spiritual Object...]
A gentle breeze blew, leaves fluttered with the wind, landing on a piece of tile.
This was a house full of ancient charm, with a faint sandalwood scent wafting from within. The surroundings were incredibly serene, exuding a mysterious Zen feeling, making it seem not at all like a Demon Sect building.
Suddenly
The explosive True Essence erupted destructively; in the distance, a streak of light flashed, and the wall exploded, revealing the scene inside the house.
As the light dispersed, it was revealed to be a figure that shattered countless walls, causing half the house to collapse.
A Foundation Establishment Elder of the Blood Sea Sect lay powerless in the rubble, his hand tremblingly reaching to the side, his eyes devoid of hatred, only filled with regret and confusion.
Not far away, a figure sat cross-legged, motionless.
A special aura wafted from the figure.
Nearly ten figures slowly descended from the air.
These were Foundation Establishment powerhouses of the Four-sided Alliance.
The Foundation Establishment Elder of the Blood Sea Sect was certainly not weak; however, the Four-sided Alliance, having abandoned all defensive strength and nearly staking everything on this surprise attack, had an overwhelming advantage. Even the strongest Foundation Establishment Elder below the Fake Core was useless under such a righteous siege.
However... Fake Core?
The Foundation Establishment cultivators noticed the figure sitting cross-legged, and their faces changed drastically.
This person was clad in black with black hair, wearing a half-menacing mask.
This was precisely that Fake Core cultivator of the Blood Sea Sect.
The hearts of several Foundation Establishments skipped a beat. The Blood Sea Sect, with an absolute advantage, would never fake death again to set the same trap for the Four Sects’ powerhouses? Slowly eroding away the Four Sects’ resistance over twenty years, either they were all dead or they had all fled.
The Foundation Establishments looked again and found the Fake Core cultivator was sitting with eyes closed and bereft of any sign of life.
"No, this old demon obviously died! Body and soul perished! How could there be such pressure left on him?!"
Among the Foundation Establishments, someone swallowed hard, silently retreating behind the others.
If a powerhouse dies, residual aura naturally remains, but the pressure from this Fake Core cultivator seemed almost the same as when they were alive!
Amidst the crowd, Zhu Chen’s expression changed.
He quickly recited the Meditation Technique, five black shadows invisible to others swirling around him.
At this moment, the five Celestial Demons he had long dispelled somehow reemerged.
How could this be?!
Simplistic Mortal Martial Arts Techniques, practiced for a hundred years, achieved a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator status, and yet these Celestial Demons?!
Zhu Chen sharply looked at the Blood Sea Sect Fake Core.
He suddenly felt the source of the pressure.
It was precisely from the Fake Core cultivator’s Dantian!
His Fake Core! His Fake Core... is alive!
The five Celestial Demons began to wreak havoc, emotions of lust, fear, greed, sorrow, and arrogance madly reverberating within Zhu Chen.
The Meditation Technique continually suppressed them.
However, there was faint external power tugging at these Celestial Demons.
The power of the Celestial Demons began to steadily overpower the Meditation Technique.
Zhu Chen’s expression fluctuated chaotically, at times appearing lecherous and sinister, at other times terrified and trembling, sometimes infinitely greedy, sometimes crying in sorrow, and at other times arrogantly laughing maniacally.
Zhu Chen’s strange condition quickly drew the attention of several other Foundation Establishment cultivators.
"Mr. Zhu, what’s wrong with you?"
"Junior Brother Zhu?"
"Zhu Chen!"
The Foundation Establishment cultivators were all taken aback, and several cultivators with unfamiliar relations to Zhu Chen stepped forward, drawing Magical Artifacts and surrounding him.
Those with closer ties to Zhu Chen were pulled aside by others.
"Hahaha... A fated person, a fated person turns out to be you."
"Destiny... unfortunate destiny, hahaha..." The Blood Demon Sect Foundation Establishment Elder lying on the ground burst out laughing before his head slumped over, eyes open yet lifeless.
"How... how did this happen..." Zhu Chen found himself unable to control his mind.
"Pssh!"
Suddenly, the Dantian of that Fake Core cultivator’s corpse burst open, and a dark shadow flew straight toward Zhu Chen, easily breaking through Zhu Chen’s True Essence Shield, causing blood to splatter from his abdomen as the shadow embedded directly into his abdomen.
The aura from the Fake Core also transferred to Zhu Chen.
Yet, this aura was clearly incompatible with Zhu Chen.
"Damn it! Could it be a possession!"
"Mr. Zhu, are you still conscious!"
"No matter what, lay down the formation quickly!"
The faces of the Foundation Establishment cultivators drastically changed.
Zhu Chen, however, could hear numerous sounds beginning to echo around his ears, sounds that were many, chaotic, yet also very clear.
