Chapter 284 The Theory of a Fake Infant - Black Heaven Talisman Lord

The next day.

Becoming a candidate for the Twelfth Elder did not bring much turmoil to Wang Yu's life. The entire Cold Blood Peak remained as quiet as ever, with hardly anyone in sight from top to bottom.

Each palace will have one or two Core Formation cultivators stationed there.

A cursory glance suggests that there are at least thirty or forty powerful Core Formation cultivators residing there. Wang Yu went out early in the morning to the main hall within the peak that manages the cave dwellings, entrusting the construction task to someone else.

The elders here were quite easy to talk to, so he didn't think much of it.

At present, it is not possible to immediately go into seclusion for cultivation. The most urgent task is still to deal with the aftermath of killing Luo Chen.

Yesterday was the first day of returning to the clan, and the news has not yet spread.

Even if he has the Thunder Lord's Token to protect him, he can't completely disregard the Black Heaven Talisman Lord. Sooner or later, the other party will find out why the Thunder Lord's Token came about.

He didn't know much about Lei Houjun's character.

However... when dealing with demonic Nascent Soul cultivators, we must think in the worst possible way.

Before the matter of dismissing the elders of Evil Sword Peak could take root, what he needed to do was to go and apologize in person.

--face!

Based on his experience in cultivation so far, this is a part that these patriarchs and great cultivators have all unanimously valued.

If he goes early, there might be some back and forth. But if he waits until the rumors spread throughout the sect before he goes... the difference in treatment will be like night and day. He could be crushed to death without anyone saying a word.

It doesn't matter that Luo Chen is dead, but he has to give Heitian Fujun the respect he deserves. Whether there was a reason or something else, he has to give this person an explanation.

Lei Junling's actions were a forceful suppression, but if Zhuo Shouqing, a close relative, were brought in at this point, the subsequent development of the matter could be drastically different.

In urgent situations, expediency is necessary.

Wang Yuyin hurriedly left home at 5 a.m.

Heading straight for Qingji Tower, the streets were quiet at this time of day, except for the all-night flower arranging and jade-playing places.

The restrictions that once prevented him from flying are now ignored.

"Madam, to the Qu Shui Liu Shang private room."

The beautiful female cultivator, who was still calculating yesterday's income in the hall, looked at him with a surprised expression.

"Fellow Daoist, all the private rooms are occupied by guests..."

"Shh, give me the key to the private room's protective barrier."

Wang Yu reached out and revealed the Cold Blood Ring. The madam smiled awkwardly, took out a key, handed it to him, and said carefully.

"Please be gentle, sir."

"Don't worry, it's my friend inside."

Even a fool could tell that Zhuo Shouqing spent almost every night having fun here, so catching him now would be a sure thing.

"Creak—"

On the large bed with thick silk quilts, the quilt cover was used as a mattress, and five or six naked figures lay on it, covered only by thin gauze.

In the hazy light, the spring scenery appears and disappears.

Wang Yu raised an eyebrow, his right hand swept across several peach-shaped buttocks, and pulled the dazed Zhuo Shouqing out from the middle, exhaling a breath of cold air.

"Hiss! Ahhhhh—"

"No...Are you sick? How disgusting."

Seeing the other person's dazed eyes clear up instantly, Wang Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Is this all the vigilance you have? Aren't you afraid your little brother will slit your throat?"

Zhuo Shouqing's gums trembled, and his clothes flew towards him from afar: "You... you've reached Core Formation?"

He paused in his dressing, then stiffly continued: "No wonder you were able to come in directly. Mother Yan didn't dare stop you. You want to ask about that ancient burial pit?"

"no."

Wang Yu shrugged and squinted.

"You didn't even follow my news? Luo Chen is dead. I killed him. Now, I'd like to trouble you to take me to see your Uncle Heitian and help me choose an apology gift."

"ah?"

Zhuo Shouqing's movements became even stiffer, his face contorted in pain, as if he were wearing a mask of agony.

"Why didn't you tell me before you laid a hand on him?"

"That idiot brought it on himself. I only meant to teach him a lesson, I didn't intend to kill him, but he was the one who had the intention to kill first."

Zhuo Shouqing listened.

His face darkened further, making him look like a face-changing artist...

“Since you’ve come to his door, he’ll definitely think you’re here for revenge.”

"It's revenge."

"Isn't the most direct way to take revenge to the death?"

"That makes sense."

Seeing Wang Yu's thoughtful and learned expression, he suddenly felt powerless and no longer bothered to argue with him.

"Tell me what happened. Seriously! You've reached the Core Formation stage and I still have to clean up your mess."

"The capable should do more, Second Brother."

"Oh--"

Zhuo Shouqing still appeared disdainful, but in reality, this attitude meant he was ready to help; otherwise, he wouldn't have said more than a few words.

Next, Wang Yu recounted what had happened and then showed the Thunder Lord's Token to Zhuo Shouqing, which amazed the latter.

"You're really lucky, your Profound Origin Demonic Embryo... has reached the Heavenly Spiritual Root limit?"

"yes."

"That's great."

Zhuo Shouqing became increasingly envious, but the danger of cultivating the Demon Embryo Profound Origin Secret Curse far exceeded that of the Blood Spring Evil Method, and he did not believe that he had the talent for it.

Perhaps only people like Wang Yu and Fu Xiao, who were born with useless spiritual roots, would be determined to cultivate such a deadly secret technique to try and seize an opportunity.

When he came to his senses, the two left Qingji Tower and flew directly towards Xiejian Peak, talking along the way.

"Is Luo Chen's Qiankun Ring still there? Has the contents inside been untouched?"

“I looked at it and took a Black Heaven Talisman.”

"Put it back."

"good."

Wang Yu did not hesitate. Zhuo Shouqing took the ring and then took out a communication jade talisman. In a short while, a person flew over from the middle of the road. He explained.

"This is Senior Huang Jiu, the elder brother of the third brother's mother. He is trustworthy."

"Wang Yu greets senior."

Huang Jiu was a middle-aged man with thin features. Half of his face was as white as if it had been coated with putty, and his eyes were pure black with a white dot in them.

Its aura was terrifying, like that of a demon, and its strength was difficult to discern.

Upon hearing his greeting, Huang Jiu simply nodded, but Zhuo Shouqing leaned closer and said with a grin.

"Uncle Huang, if something unexpected happens at Shangxie Sword Peak this time, we'll have to rely on you to help my fourth brother and me escape."

"I know, you little rascal, you really know how to order your elders around, it's always these kinds of dangerous tasks."

"Hehe, I'll bring you a few more jugs of good wine next time."

"Okay, leave it to me."

After saying a few words, Zhuo Shouqing secretly transmitted his voice to him.

"Uncle Huang is a pseudo-Nascent Soul Realm expert, not as strong as a Nascent Soul Realm expert, but in case of an accident, with his Five Ghosts Moving Divine Power, Black Heaven Talisman Lord cannot stop us."

"The False Infant Realm?"

"yes."

Zhuo Shouqing explained to Wang Yu.

"The step of breaking through the core and condensing the nascent soul is a one-way street. Some people fail at the core breaking stage, thus qualifying them to attempt the nascent soul a second time."

"Some people make mistakes when they try to form their infant, failing to achieve a Heavenly Infant or a Dharma Infant, and instead forming a dead infant... which is what is known as the False Infant Realm."

"A pseudo-Nascent Soul expert is the lowest level of Nascent Soul. Although their strength is many times greater than when they were at the peak of Core Formation, they are still inferior to a true Nascent Soul expert, and they can never improve further in this lifetime."

"In the cultivation world, such beings are not recognized as Nascent Soul cultivators."

So that's how it is.

"If there is a fake infant, then there must also be a fake elixir?"

"There's no such thing as a real or fake Core Formation. That's called External Core Formation. It can be achieved through various methods, including those related to weapon crafting, alchemy, and special secret techniques. It's just a way to artificially elevate one's cultivation level."

"Some assassins use this method to improve their skills. As long as there are enough materials, they can all be quickly trained, but their strength can be similar to that of rogue cultivators."

Now that you mention it, Wang Yu can understand why Jin Lin had so many Core Formation Peak assassins at his disposal; it turns out they were mass-produced using external alchemy techniques.

Surprisingly, these second-generation figures like Zhuo Shouqing didn't even consider using external alchemy to extend the lifespan of a Core Formation cultivator.

Zhuo Shouqing, who still had a chance to change his fate, could understand. As for Zuo Qiuming and Yu Xing, who didn't do the same, that remains to be seen.

As they were about to reach Evil Sword Peak, Wang Yu asked one last question.

"Black Heavenly Talisman Lord is your uncle, right? Why are you worried he'll kill you? I called you that because..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhuo Shouqing knew what he wanted to say.

"What else can we do? Zhuo Shouyun is better than me. Under the orders of Grandfather Liezu, no Nascent Soul cultivators of the Zhuo clan are allowed to participate."

"Although Luo Chen doesn't say it, I know very well what he's thinking!"

"In short, I'm confident I can resolve this now that I'm here. Has Lei Junling been shown to me?"

"I met those elders from Evil Sword Peak yesterday."

"That's good. Things might be simpler now."

We've arrived at Evil Sword Peak!

This peak has the same shape as the other eight peaks, but many swords emitting black smoke are stuck in the rocks, making the whole mountain shrouded in a thin mist that contains evil intent.

The closer you get, the more you can hear the resounding hum of the sword.

"Let's go."

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, Senior Huang Jiu's body gradually became transparent, transforming into a ghost face that was imprinted on Zhuo Shouqing's left palm.

"He'll probably spot me, so you should all be more careful."

"knew."

"Thank you for the reminder, senior."

On the surface, only Wang Yu and Zhuo Shouqing were left to climb the steps. Every time they went up a certain distance, several beams of light would light up from the buildings hidden in the thin mist on both sides of the steps.

He watched them silently.

These were all Core Formation cultivators qualified to open cave dwellings on the main peak, and they did not show themselves to stop them.

Not long after.

The main hall at the summit is the dojo of the Evil Sword Mountain Lord. He shares the main peak's spiritual vein with the Black Heaven Talisman Lord, while the Nine Evil Sword Lords and their ilk establish their dojos in more distant areas.

When the two arrived outside the mountaintop dojo, Wang Yu took the initiative to step forward and said loudly.

“Wang Yu, a candidate elder of Cold Blood Peak, has come to pay his respects to Lord Black Heaven Talisman.”

The dojo was quiet, and there was no response.

However, the oppressive feeling that permeated the air had quietly dissipated considerably.

"Let's go, let's go straight in."

When the two entered the main hall at the summit, a figure with flowing hair and a black robe, surrounded by black runes, was sitting cross-legged on a high platform with his back to them.

Zhuo Shouqing stepped forward and bowed.

"Shouqing pays his respects to his uncle-in-law this time because..."

"Keep quiet and let him speak for himself."

Upon seeing this, Wang Yu exchanged a glance with Zhuo Shouqing.

Just as he was about to speak, he felt an invisible force pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to even move a step, let alone speak.

Zhuo Shouqing's expression changed slightly, and his palms trembled involuntarily, but he managed to restrain himself.

(End of this chapter)