Chapter 350: The Resentful Puppet of Underworld - Born!

The skeleton of a Nascent Soul cultivator, especially one from the Yellow Springs Path that has accumulated a body full of "Dao Fruits," is surely a great opportunity.

Especially considering Wang Yu's young age, he was able to make perfect use of it.

Several late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators exchanged glances.

Xue Yuan sighed.

"It seems that the Blood Infant Fruit should have been his for the Blood Abyss Trial. With the help of this fourth-tier puppet, no one can rival him."

Blood Spring is also a gesture of stroking one's beard.

"Who can truly say what fate and opportunity are? This child has such an opportunity, and who knows if he will meet a suitable one in the future."

Upon seeing his two elder brothers, they exchanged words.

Blood Axe, however, was unimpressed.

"You make nice promises, but I haven't seen you actually give me any benefits. I was the one who gave you that unblocking talisman. If you two brothers really regret his talent, why don't you just give me some hints?"

"this……"

"Third brother is joking."

As the two old devils locked eyes, they both saw a cunning glint in each other's eyes. They wouldn't do anything that didn't bring them benefits.

Casting a net guarantees a catch of fish; throwing bait ensures a catch of birds.

This is human nature.

Only someone like Blood Axe, who rose from humble beginnings with the two and shared a life-and-death bond, could truly confide in them. If there were a conflict of interest among the three, the outcome would be uncertain.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about him anymore."

"Indeed, Xie Xie'an should be able to condense his Nascent Soul within two Jiazi (60 years) by taking advantage of this opportunity. At that time, we may be able to see some clues."

The sounds from the Blood Cloud Forbidden Palace could not be heard outside.

Inside the cliff cave at the sea cape.

Wang Yu did not try to conceal it. He looked up at the sky as if he sensed something. If he really wanted to conceal it, he had plenty of ways to stop the soaring energy and the strange phenomena that appeared in the world.

This move was also a test.

Sometimes, not reacting is also a message.

It has been confirmed that an old monster is watching the Blood Abyss regarding the Heavenly Destruction Talisman. He doesn't know if this happened in previous years, but this time there's a 99% chance that he has his eye on Xie Xie'an.

Even after he revealed his trump card, there was still no reaction.

This precisely demonstrates that Jiang Mingxin's statement is correct and his speculation is basically true; these old men do not believe he poses a threat.

This sense of being appointed actually relieved Wang Yu.

Thinking about it now.

This time, when the Blood Abyss opened, in addition to the sects sending many people in addition to the masters and disciples, the number of geniuses sent by the families was actually not many. You should know that they were the ones with the largest numbers.

Throughout the entire event, none of the so-called geniuses who claimed to be the prodigies of a certain family or the heavenly phoenixes of a certain clan appeared. It was mostly the disciples of the Blood Pavilion, which cultivated those with poor natural talent, who were competing for the prize.

This situation can be described in just two words.

——[Begging]!

Even Lu Chenzhou was never tempted by the Blood Infant Fruit. His path was arranged by the sect leader, and those geniuses who had been recognized early on did not need to fight for it.

All kinds of opportunities and resources are readily available.

The gap in social status does exist, and it becomes clearer the higher one goes.

Think about this.

Wang Yu didn't feel anything. He was already aiming high, and whether things went smoothly or not, he needed to strive for it.

Just focus on the present.

Once the beam of light subsided, the Yellow Springs Grudge Puppet, now completely transformed, was officially completed, reaching exactly the early stage of the fourth rank.

This earth-wraith puppet looks no different from a human.

It was just a bit lifeless, devoid of any vitality. After covering it with a black robe, Wang Yu wanted to test its combat power, but he didn't want to take action himself.

He then thought he'd go out and find a few unlucky guys to try his luck with.

Besides the supernatural powers of the Yellow Springs Path, this puppet also possesses the characteristics of a vengeful puppet, with a faint spiritual intelligence, capable of absorbing the resentment of living beings to power its body.

Secondly, it involves absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to fight. Each time it is used, depending on the intensity of the battle, it may take three to five years to recover by relying solely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Thirdly, it can be charged with spirit stones and magic power.

Using low-grade spirit stones would likely consume a million of one's fortune in a single operation, which even Wang Yu couldn't afford. It would be best to use top-grade spirit stones.

After all, this thing can regenerate on its own.

As for magic power, it is mainly activated by Wang Yu's magic power, which may be much weaker, but it will not damage the money and is best used for deterrence.

It would be good for bullying the weak.

The upper limit of its power is unclear, but it is definitely more powerful than a pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator like Huang Jiu. After all, even a puppet that has truly reached the early stage of the fourth rank is different.

"If you're not destined to live like Xueyu, try the Xuanbing Bed. If that doesn't work, I'll refine some more elixirs for you."

Xueyu: "!(◎_◎;)"

With the Yellow Springs Grudge Puppet by his side, Wang Yu walked with an air of superiority.

Its arrival was absolutely crucial.

Not only will it ensure Wang Yu's safety in the Blood Abyss, but even after he leaves, he will have no worries. Fu Xiao is nothing but a chicken and a dog!

Half a month later.

The Blood Prison Icefield is visible in the distance. The wind is fierce and the rain is cold. The ground is covered with red frost, and you can hear a rustling sound when you step on it.

Occasionally, bursting blood-red ice spikes resemble blooming lotus flowers, and can be seen everywhere in this Blood Prison Ice Plains.

According to Zhuo's intelligence.

There are three opportunities here. First, there are the blood beasts and demons that have mutated from ice. The myriad spirit blood essence and blood beast crystal cores they produce should be most suitable for him.

Second, the freezing wind on Red Snow Mountain!

The highest mountain in the Blood Prison Ice Plains is called [Crimson Snow]. The freezing wind that blows from this mountain all year round can freeze one's soul to pieces.

It has both the effect of tempering and is one of the coldest things in the world.

This was the cultivation location chosen by Wang Yu. Whether it was the quality of his magical power or the growth of his supernatural abilities, he needed this extremely cold place as an aid to his cultivation.

The third is the Ice Blood Pool.

Legend has it that such opportunities only arise within the mountains, making it a rare and precious place, and also a superior site for forming the Golden Core.

Xueyu's opportunity lay in this.

Wang Yu wasn't in a hurry to go to Crimson Snow Mountain to cultivate. He still needed to hunt a batch of demons and blood beasts unique to the Blood Prison Ice Plains and collect resources before proceeding.

He walked slowly through the snow and ice.

The main method is to use one's divine sense to explore the surroundings, not wanting to miss any opportunities, so the speed is naturally not fast.

The howling, cold wind carried the stench of blood.

That's a local specialty.

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Half a month after entering the Blood Prison Icefield.

That day.

Amidst the corpses of the Ice Blood Demons scattered on the ground, Wang Yu waved his hand and put away the small ice coffin, which was now overflowing with the icy essence of the myriad spirits.

A three-tailed snow fox howled a few times nearby.

It was asking when it could find the Ice Blood Pool. It seemed quite excited when it heard the word "pool," perhaps because its last transformation had been completed in the icy pool.

It's perfectly normal to feel this excitement.

Wang Yu rubbed his fox head, about to laugh and scold a few words, but then he suddenly looked into the distance with a start.

They are acquaintances, but not really acquaintances.

With a slight thought, he put the snow jade into his spirit beast pouch and headed to the chaotic location he sensed.

A young cultivator wearing a light blue headscarf and a double-breasted robe with eight trigrams on his body had full facial features, long eyebrows, round eyes, and a fair complexion with a somewhat delicate appearance.

Now his hair was disheveled, and his body was ripped and torn by sharp weapons, making him look quite pathetic...

The way it fled was rather comical, with a scrambling and rolling air about it, while the pursuer was just one person, wielding a gray sword.

He laughed strangely and told him not to run away.

"Hehehe, little handsome boy...stop running away!"

"Otherwise, don't blame your senior brother for being ruthless. We are fellow disciples. Your senior brother just wants to let you experience the pleasures of male homosexuality. Why be afraid!"

Upon hearing this, the cultivator being chased ran even faster.

I wish my parents could give me two more legs, but what you fear most is what happens to you.

Suddenly, the gray sword magic weapon split into three.

The round-eyed cultivator was pinned to the blood-red snow from three positions: under his armpits and between his groin. His robes fluttered wildly, and he was nearly killed.

"My innocence... is ruined!"

In the moment of crisis, a gray beam of death light shot out from afar.

This light-based divine power was already incredibly fast, and the pursuers' attention was focused on the male cultivator in front of them, making it difficult for them to detect the true nature of this powerful divine sense.

Before they knew it, they were completely enveloped by the death ray.

His eyes dimmed at a visible speed, leaving only his physical body with any remaining life force; he had been cleverly defeated by Wang Yu in one move.

Come to think of it, the Soul Dao Divine Power activated by the initial stage of the fourth rank of divine sense—the Soul-Destroying Death Ray! It would be strange if it didn't have such power.

He was nothing more than a cultivator at the fifth level of the Core Formation stage, and a piece of trash from Evil Sword Peak. It would be a pleasure to eliminate him.

The young man, trembling all over and pressing his buttocks firmly to the ground, stared wide-eyed in horror at the guy who had collapsed between his legs.

He quickly kicked it away and got up, trembling.

But then Wang Yu's teasing voice rang out.

"Junior Brother Song, please don't ruin my spoils of war."

The young man looked back and breathed a sigh of relief.

"So it was Master Wang... Elder Wang, thank you for saving me."

Why be so distant?

Wang Yu was amiable. After carefully putting away the spoils, he began to exchange pleasantries with him.

This person is named Song Yun, the direct grandson of Elder Yu Shu.

At only 140 or 150 years old, he had already cultivated to the third level of Core Formation and was greatly favored by his elders.

Elder Yu Shu has been guarding the Jade Book Hall of Cold Blood Peak for many years. Although his cultivation level is only at the peak of Core Formation, he is regarded as the most likely person on Cold Blood Peak to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

They were supposedly guarding the Jade Book Hall, but in reality, they were in quiet meditation.

Back when Wang Yu had just returned to the sect and was changing the jade book and lighting the soul lamp, an elder from Evil Sword Peak came to his door demanding an explanation for Luo Chen's death and wanted to force him to go and apologize with thorns on his back.

The reason they didn't take direct action was partly because Elder Yushu was present.

Everyone on the outer peak acknowledged Elder Yushu's potential.

It was clear that he was no ordinary person. Therefore, when Wang Yu later visited the higher-ups of Cold Blood Peak, he made a special trip to Elder Yu Shu's place, and thus got to know Song Yun.

According to his own background information, both the Blood-Eyed Demon Dragon and the Thunder Hou Lord were powerful cultivators from the outer peaks and could not participate in the power struggles within the Cold Blood Peak.

Considering that his contract with the Third Young Master of the Reverse Spirit would end after leaving the Blood Abyss, he acted decisively after discovering that Song Yun was in danger.

"We're about the same age, so just call me Senior Brother."

"Ritual must not be abandoned."

Song Yun finally came to his senses, but he was rather stubborn. It was hard to tell whether he was truly inflexible or just wise in disguise.

Avoiding too much involvement with Wang Yu is actually a wise move to protect oneself in the current struggle between the two Zhuo brothers, and Elder Yu Shu has not yet made a breakthrough, no matter how promising he may be.

His grandson is quite interesting.

Since the other party was unwilling to get involved further, Wang Yu did not press the matter.

"Those chasing Junior Brother Song should be fellow disciples from Evil Sword Peak, right? What happened?"

Speaking of this, Song Yun also sighed.

"Trouble arises from speaking too much, and troubles stem from sticking your neck out!"

"I just couldn't stand it and muttered a few words, and this beast chased me for three thousand miles!"

"I chased him all the way from the Blood Demon Sea to the Blood Prison Ice Plains. Luckily, I met Elder Wang, otherwise I would have been dead..."

"oh?"

Wang Yu narrowed his eyes.

"Junior Brother Song, have you ever heard of my reputation in the Blood Demon Sea?"

"No... never."

Song Yun gave an awkward smile, feeling somewhat ashamed and unsure how to explain, looking like she wanted to comfort him but couldn't bring herself to say it.

It was so lifelike.

Looking at it this way, it is indeed the truth.

“Junior Brother Song ran towards the Blood Prison Ice Plains because he wanted to call for reinforcements. Many people died in the Blood Demon Sea. With your cultivation level, you should not go there.”

"Hehe, Elder Wang is right."

Now that we've met, let's travel together.

Wang Yu mainly wanted to ask where the fellow disciples of Cold Blood Peak were cultivating; he had no other intention than to avoid any conflict.

He's already made enough of a splash; it's best for him to keep a low profile.

Song Yun was very helpful and gave him a lot of pointers.

Then he hesitated and said...

"A life-saving grace cannot go unapologized. Given Elder Wang's status, he probably wouldn't care about such a reward as spirit stones. Song Yun is quite familiar with the Blood Prison Ice Plains."

"How about we show the elder the opportunities here?"

The only opportunity to find this place is the [Ice Blood Pool]. Judging from Elder Yu Shu's identity, Song Yun might actually be able to learn something from him.

Since the Ice Blood Pool is a kind of opportunity in the spiritual land.

That place should be usable multiple times. Sensing the restlessness in the spirit beast pouch, Wang Yu patted Xue Yu to calm down.

"Since we don't really have a direction, let's hear what Junior Brother Song has to say."

Song Yun thought for a moment and pointed to the northeast.

“I think there is a strange peak in that direction, like a waiting-for-husband rock, with a cave three zhang deep. Starting from the Xun position, you can walk around it three times to reach a pool of icy blood. What do you think, Elder Wang?”

"Alright, then I'll listen to what you have to say!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yun smiled憨厚ly.

"Just kidding. Since you agree, then I'll take my leave now. Elder Wang, after you've gained something, come to Chixue Mountain to exchange ideas."

"That's excellent."

Wang Yu did not suspect that the other party was lying to him; there was no need to.

The information was so detailed that only someone with a mental disability could not fail to understand Song Yun's meaning.

He expressed his gratitude for being saved, but did not want to deepen the relationship, so he only gave a token gesture, and the conversation was purely polite.

Such an accident happened.

Wang Yu didn't think much of it. If he couldn't find it himself, he could ask Yan Ling to share one or two opportunities in the Ice Blood Pool, just like he had said before.

This is a rare opportunity, like a sacred land, unless the world changes drastically.

Otherwise, they wouldn't easily change their location. Every time the Cold Blood Peak cultivators open for training, they seize the Blood Prison Ice Plains, so they naturally have the most relevant information.

It's not surprising that they've even figured it out.

Yan Ling must know more about the location of the Ice Blood Pool, so even if he hadn't met Song Yun, he would probably have been able to get his hands on it.

This three-tailed snow fox was lucky to have followed Wang Yu; otherwise, it wouldn't have had so many opportunities to be fed. It's just a lazy, winning fox; it'll have to be dealt with in the future.

To vent my frustration.

"Hmph—"

After moving only a few hundred miles northeast, the peculiar mountain peak that resembled the Waiting-for-Husband Rock suddenly came into view.

"1,900 meters, that's really high."

(End of this chapter)