Chapter 195: Beating a Fifth-Level Foundation Establishment cultivator to the death (Bonus chapter for monthly votes)

Wang Yu never expected Qingyang to be such a remarkable person. To be honest, they had only met twice, and what he had told Qingyang was nothing more than the agreement made after exchanging information during their first meeting.

His detailed explanation demonstrates his integrity.

Now he has promised to lend him the treasure. Regardless of whether it is true or not, the way he readily agreed shows that he is a good person.

Since that's the case, he doesn't need to consider it anymore.

"Brother Dao, after the matter of Dongjijing was resolved, most of the outside cultivators left, but some stayed."

"A Tier 2 Yellow Crystal Iron Mine under the jurisdiction of Guiling City has been occupied by a rogue cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation from Youzhou. He has gathered a crowd and set up a stronghold, intending to become a bandit and rob cultivators."

"There is also a second-tier Jade Thunder Banana Garden, 1,800 miles to the north, which has also been occupied by a rogue cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation. Both of these places have been managed by successive city lords since the establishment of Guiling City."

In other words, these are all unregistered private properties.

Whoever becomes the Lord of Guiling City will be the one to rule. In previous years, it was always the younger generation of the Zhuo family who took charge. Wang Yu is just lucky, and it has temporarily become his.

When his term ends, the banana plantation will still be returned to the Gui Fang Zhuo family in its entirety. The banana plantation will only yield a harvest every ten years, and this will not be included in his periodic income.

Yellow crystal ore is brittle and is mostly used as an auxiliary material in various processes. It is difficult to mine and is sold only once every twelve years, so it is not included in his periodic income.

It's purely private property, so he has to find a way to resolve it himself.

Having said all that, Wang Yu's meaning was self-evident, and Qingyang understood it as well, now looking quite troubled.

"Brother Wang, it's not that I'm unwilling to help you."

"He has only recently condensed his Golden Core. Firstly, he has not yet refined his natal magic weapon, and secondly, he has not yet cultivated his natal divine power. He seems to possess the power of the Golden Core, but in reality, he only has the realm."

What he said was true. For a Core Formation cultivator to fully utilize their magical power, both their natal magic weapon and supernatural abilities are indispensable. Only by possessing both can a Core Formation cultivator be considered complete.

As far as he knew, the two rogue cultivators who had reached the Core Formation stage joined the Fire Demon Sect in order to learn a unique innate divine ability.

Supernatural powers are different from spells. Although they also have different ranks, once they are engraved on the Golden Core and transformed into innate supernatural powers, they have the potential for growth!

Nascent Soul cultivators and even Deity Transformation Venerables all use supernatural powers. The higher the realm, the stronger the power of the supernatural powers. They can be called perfect protective techniques, and the cultivation requirements are also diverse.

For a moment, he couldn't bring himself to insist.

Seeing that Wang Yu understood, Qingyang felt a little embarrassed and tentatively asked.

“If Brother Wang has a trump card to deal with Core Formation cultivators, Qingyang may be willing to lend a hand. Supernatural powers cannot be refined in a short time, but there is a high-grade magic treasure among the relics left by the ancestor, and I can also unleash its full power.”

Wang Yu: "..."

He understood. He shouldn't have thought of Qingyang so bluntly, even if Qingyang's character was already noble in the context of the demonic path, and her previous rejection was just a test.

Seeing that he was about to give up, she tried to seduce him again.

Wang Yu took a deep breath.

"I am 50% confident in this battle. I have a level 3 early stage evil corpse here, which is very suitable for ganging up on. With the help of Brother Qingyang, my confidence will increase to 80%."

"As for the spoils, we'll split them 50/50. If you use your trump card, you'll get an extra 20/50... How about that?"

Sure enough, Qingyang was waiting for him to talk about the payment.

Upon hearing this, they immediately clapped and cheered.

"Excellent! Brother Wang has a brilliant plan. I will lend you a hand!"

His main goal was to reclaim the resource-producing areas; he didn't mind giving up more spoils. Qingyang was willing to take the risk because he lacked the resources to refine his natal magic weapon.

The founder of the Ink Painting Sect has lived for over a thousand years. His magical treasures and inheritances are indestructible, but the spiritual herbs and elixirs he casually placed away are likely to have decayed.

After all, whether it's a storage bag or a Qiankun Ring, time flows within the inner space. It's fine for a short time, but for a long time, you'll need to use magic to preserve it.

"Then let's get ready and set off at 9:00 AM tomorrow."

"good--"

Once the matter was settled, Wang Yu also gave Qingyang a copy of the intelligence he had. It wasn't very detailed, but it recorded the supernatural abilities and magical treasures that the other party possessed.

In battles between cultivators, intelligence plays a crucial role.

Being prepared and not being prepared are two completely different concepts. Sometimes, a single piece of information can determine the outcome. After all, the cultivation world is full of rare treasures, and there is always a way to restrain you.

The most typical battle in history was when a Golden Core prodigy who had mastered the power to summon wind was tricked and killed by a Foundation Establishment child using the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl. After his death, he became a laughing stock and a cautionary tale for countless people.

After arranging the personnel to be mobilized tomorrow, Wang Yu summoned Xue Yu, as this big guy was also about to break through, and it would be good for her to go with him.

During the first Treasure Exchange Meeting, he was not far from breaking through. He spent more than half a year refining the Fiend Corpse, but his cultivation level did not decline. At this time, the true essence in his body had condensed into 799 drops.

"Xueyu, take this Frost Spirit Pill and break through."

"Aww~"

Inside the main hall of the city lord's mansion, the three-tailed snow fox lay coiled up with its head raised, its aura beginning to rise. Wang Yu smiled faintly and began to circulate his cultivation technique through a full cycle.

With a jolt, he successfully crossed the watershed of eight hundred drops of true essence and officially entered the fifth level of Foundation Establishment.

To break through to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, one needs 1,400 drops of true essence. This time, it will take a relatively long time; relying solely on the placement slots, it will take at least sixteen and a half years.

However, if we add his already considerable cultivation speed and the top-grade Ice Spirit Pill, it will take him at most seven or eight years, and possibly five or six years if things go smoothly.

At that time, the late stage of Foundation Establishment will truly be a long and arduous process. Just thinking about the requirement of 9,999 drops of true essence is like having an insurmountable barrier blocking the way.

Inside the hall, Xueyuhua took even longer, finally breaking through to become a Foundation Establishment Level 3 spirit beast by evening, with a slight increase in the power of her ice-attribute demonic arts.

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Huangjing Iron Mine.

A net has been cast, with people from the City Lord's Mansion hidden in all directions. Their goal is not to besiege or block the enemy, but to provide Wang Yu with the enemy's escape route.

He didn't want anyone to escape and expose his information about the Taiyin Sha Corpse.

now.

He and Master Qingyang were hiding behind a low hill, discussing tactics.

“Brother Dao, the one who occupies this place is known as the Flame-Spitting True Man. He is proficient in fire-based techniques, possesses a low-grade magic weapon called the Crimson Serpent Sword, and his innate divine ability is the Three Elixir Flame-Spitting Technique.”

Speaking of which, Wang Yu had also learned the art of breathing flames, but it was far inferior to supernatural powers.

It helped him a lot when he was in the Qi Refining stage; it was considered a superior group attack technique.

Core Formation cultivators possess two extraordinary realms.

The first is the Samadhi True Fire.

The sovereign fire of the heart, the minister fire of the kidneys, and the people fire of the bladder—when these three fires converge, it is the Samadhi of the True Man.

The Flame-Spitting Immortal's Three-Dan Flame-Spitting Divine Power is built upon the extraordinary nature of this realm, transforming the internal organs' root energy into fire pills, whose power rivals the wondrous flames of heaven and earth.

Secondly, the Golden Elixir is indestructible.

Even if a cultivator reaches this level, they can escape through the protection of their golden core. If they cultivate the art of soul-seizing, they can be reborn by possessing another's body, second only to the Nascent Soul stage of soul-seizing.

Once you reach the third stage of cultivation, the chance of death is greatly reduced.

However, if you are in a special area, the Golden Core's ability to protect your soul is not as useful; when it comes to saving your life, you still have to rely on the Nascent Soul.

In short, Wang Yu made targeted preparations for various situations.

"I have noted down what Brother Wang said. Now, let's discuss how to fight."

How do we fight?

Wang Yu's expression changed, and he looked at the Taiyin Sha Corpse wrapped in a black robe beside him, his expression bright and alert.

"Fight to the death! Let the Fiend Corpse make the first move, and then you will know how to proceed."

Inside the Huangjing iron ore mine.

A group of Qi Refining cultivators had gathered, including a Flame-Spitting True Person who hadn't even reached the Foundation Establishment stage. He was wielding a long flaming whip, crackling the air with each stroke.

He watched his men carefully digging inside the mine, feeling quite impatient.

"Hurry up! Be quick and nimble. Use your fingernails to scrape off the stone skin. Don't use your dog-shit magic tools. If you ruin my treasure, I'll beat you to death."

Clearly, the so-called gathering of people to establish a stronghold was actually just capturing a group of mining slaves. Once the news spread, how could anyone at the Foundation Establishment stage possibly come to join them?

The miners secretly glared at each other with resentment and whispered among themselves, "Just bear with it a little longer. He won't be smug for long. This bumpkin from Youzhou doesn't even know whose things he's taking."

"That's right. I finally managed to get out of Dongjijing alive, but I was captured by this old bastard. I hope the Lord of Guiling City can ask for help soon."

"At the very least, we can send people from Zilong Mountain or Shuimo Sect."

"Sigh...it's been several years already."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

They're not stupid. With no movement for so long, their hopes were already on the verge of being dashed. This is just them arguing and venting their negative emotions.

Suddenly someone shuddered and their gums trembled.

"Why does it feel like the weather is getting colder?"

"I see that your cultivation is not proficient enough. Even in winter, you, a mere cultivator, feel cold?"

"No, it's snowing."

"So what if it snows..."

"Is there freezing rain, or sleet?"

"You son of a bitch..."

Suddenly, even the hot-tempered late-stage Qi Refining man was startled, and couldn't utter any more vicious attacks.

“Something’s not right.” Master Tuyan floated in mid-air, frowning as he felt the freezing rain and snow mixed with true energy, and sneered.

"Who is it? It turns out that the Lord of Guiling City, who has been hiding for years, has finally shown himself? I wasn't wrong about his name, Guiling—hahahaha!!"

Wang Yu and the three-tailed snow fox stood confidently in the distant sky, no more than a hundred meters above the ground, with endless ice mist beneath their feet.

"I have important matters to attend to and can't deal with you. Do you really think I can't handle you, you old thief?"

"hehe--"

Master Tuyan's expression was extremely contemptuous, but in reality, his vast divine sense had already spread out completely. When he discovered that only some minor cultivators in the early stage of Qi Refining were hiding in a very far place.

He remained vigilant, knowing that Wang Yu only possessed Foundation Establishment strength and would not dare to cause him trouble alone.

"Show me what tricks you have up your sleeve. If you're thinking of sneaking in, forget about it."

Wang Yu's mind stirred, and Xue Yu darted to the right, her more than ten fox claws made of ice shards attacking the Flame-Spitting Immortal.

"A trivial skill."

He barely moved, only his arms were outstretched.

A torrent of crimson flames erupted from it, transforming it into a sea of ​​fire. All the Ice Fox Claw formations were rendered completely ineffective.

At that moment, the ground rippled like water.

The Taiyin Fiend Corpse leaped out!

"I thought you had some brilliant plan, but it's just trash tactics."

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