Chapter 278 Returning to the Holy Sect at the Second Stage of Core Formation!
More than half a month later, in Guiling City.
December, the 55th year of his deacon career.
At this moment, Wang Yu sat cross-legged in the underground cultivation chamber of the city lord's mansion. When he opened his eyes, a dense wave of magical power instantly erupted, and his aura became much more profound.
"301 strands of magical power, second level of Core Formation!"
The exhilarating feeling of rapidly improving his cultivation level was irresistible to Wang Yu.
After obtaining the Heavenly Yin Spiritual Root, the efficiency of the placement slots, along with his own cultivation efficiency, increased significantly, with the dual placement slots increasing from "2 strands/day" to "5 strands/day" of mana.
He will break through to the third level of Core Formation in just 140 days.
His cultivation progressed much faster than when he possessed the Heavenly Spiritual Root; this was due to the effect of the placement bar, which appeared whenever he broke through a major realm.
His cultivation speed was incredibly fast in the early stages, but it would gradually slow down in the middle and later stages. He had already figured out the pattern, and his progress was extremely smooth!
Since the attack on Sanmao City ended, his net worth has swelled to the tens of millions, although they are all low-grade spirit stones, with medium and high-grade spirit stones being scarce.
However, among Core Formation cultivators, they are definitely among the wealthiest.
Furthermore, he had acquired far too many magical treasures, some of which he could use, while others were not quite compatible, especially a cultivator's natal magical treasure. These things were only useful if one was practicing the same cultivation method.
It's always a bit awkward to use, so few cultivators are willing to buy it. Even if they do, they'll just reforge it into equipment to make other magical treasures.
Spiritual objects, talismans, elixirs, array flags, golden pills, and miscellaneous items.
Wang Yu plans to dispose of all the physical gains after returning to the Holy Sect. He expects to sell them for at least three or four million spirit stones, which is a considerable amount of resources.
now.
The migration of people to Sanmao City was coming to an end, and he was preparing to set off. After that battle, the three thousand city guards of Guiling were hit by the Sanmao cultivators' talisman array, and the losses were not small.
At that time, as many as six or seven hundred people died. Later, the Black Blood Bandits' reinforcements arrived in time. These skilled warriors killed another four or five hundred people, greatly reducing the burden of military supplies for Guiling.
The number of unstable factors in the team has been reduced significantly.
In contrast, nearly two thousand cultivators from Sanmao City were slaughtered and routed. Qingyang joined the main battlefield and swept across all directions. After looting the city, the cultivators in the city lord's mansion were all rolling in money.
Wang Yu was very satisfied with the tax revenue collected, as it contributed to the expansion of the Guiling market.
However, after Sanmao City became a mere shell of its former self, this news overshadowed the conflict over Zhuyue Prefecture, and the entire Yunling Prefecture was almost entirely focused on discussing Wang Yu.
Luo Chen, after all, was a Nascent Soul disciple and had a relatively high reputation.
As the one who killed him, Yunling Prefecture City immediately dispatched an envoy after receiving the news, in addition to dealing with the remaining issues of Sanmao City.
Some also wanted to see Wang Yu and hold him accountable; they were not going to take the blame for Luo Chen's death in Sanmao City and were determined to clear themselves of any wrongdoing.
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Guiling City Lord's Mansion, small conference room.
Zuo Qiuming crawled out of the gentle embrace of Yunmeng Pavilion and rushed over to find Wang Yu. The first thing he said upon meeting him was...
How did you kill him?
Wang Yu raised an eyebrow and displayed the only Black Heaven Talisman he had seized from Luo Chen.
"He wanted to kill me, and I had no choice but to kill him in return."
Zuo Qiuming looked suspicious and scratched his butt in discomfort.
"Is it really not because of Luo Chen's Heavenly Spiritual Root aptitude?"
"Of course I'm that kind of person. I told him to teach him a lesson and then let it go after venting my anger. It was that bastard who had ulterior motives and tried to scheme against me!"
Wang Yu flicked the Black Heaven Talisman.
Zuo Qiuming took it, his expression becoming even more distressed.
"This is one of the core skills of the Black Heaven Talisman Lord, and he actually passed it on to Luo Chen. It seems that he still values it."
“Killing him will definitely enrage this talisman master, which will be a huge problem… By the way, did you consume Luo Chen’s spiritual root?”
"have eaten."
“…”
"You still say you have no ideas? The Demon Embryo Profound Origin Secret Curse requires planting a seed of demonic thought beforehand, right?"
Wang Yu answered without changing his expression.
"Isn't this about eliminating waste? After all, I've been at odds with him for a long time."
"Why--
"Don't look at me like that. It wasn't premeditated. It's just being prepared, taking precautions, and..."
Seeing that Wang Yu's words were becoming increasingly outrageous, Zuo Qiuming quickly stopped him from continuing, saying helplessly.
“You were too impulsive. Have you thought about how to clean up the mess? If there’s no way, I’ll have to go ask my father. If he can’t protect you, you’ll have to come back to Xianyin with me.”
Wang Yu's expression shifted slightly as he stared intently into Zuo Qiuming's eyes, making the usually carefree and unrestrained, but recently sentimental, middle-aged young man somewhat embarrassed.
What are you doing?
"It's nothing, it's just that Brother Ming spoke so sincerely, and I felt a little embarrassed."
"What are you saying? Now that I've chosen you, I, Zuo Qiuming, may not have any other skills, but when it comes to protecting you, I will definitely stick to it to the end."
Thank you.
Wang Yu pretended to wipe his eyes, which immediately earned him an eye roll: "Don't give me that, just tell me your plan."
To be honest, Wang Yu thought he was closer to Zhuo Shouqing, but he didn't expect Zuo Qiuming to be more genuine, more likable and touching.
The friendship with the Third Young Master of the Reverse Spirit has lasted for a long time.
The eldest brother, Yu Xing, is calm and prefers to protect himself. With a genius older sister protecting him, he doesn't face much pressure within the clan. He mainly follows the wishes of his two brothers, which is why they got involved in his affairs.
The second son, Zhuo Shouqing, was ruthless and greedy, extremely cunning, and had the most opinions. Once he made up his mind, no one could persuade him otherwise. His lifelong goal was to bring down his younger brother, Zhuo Shouyun.
Wang Yu didn't have any objections to him. After all, when the two met, Zhuo Shouqing made his conditions clear: yes or no.
That friendship gradually faded with the problems of reality, remaining only at the level of the Styx Contract.
The third brother, Zuo Qiuming, is passionate and outgoing, and deeply sentimental. He is saddened by Zhuo Shouqing's concealment, but he also silently offers his blessings and digests this negative emotion on his own.
This kind of person is really not like a young master of a powerful demonic clan, but more like a romantic and talented scholar who is saddened by the passing of time. He is easily hurt by emotions and rarely has a good ending.
After a moment of silence, Wang Yu took out the token given to him by Lei Houjun and explained.
"I remember that Black Heaven Talisman Lord is a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. Could this token suppress him?"
"Huh—"
“This is Uncle Lei’s token.”
Zuo Qiuming took it and examined it carefully. What he said made Wang Yu facepalm. The three great families of the Holy Sect were truly powerful, with connections everywhere.
He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is the relationship between Lord Lei Hou and the Zuoqiu Clan? Are they also your elders?"
"I guess so."
Zuo Qiuming said with emotion.
"In Xianyin, there is a mysterious corpse pit, which is said to be a secret place that existed before ancient times. There are countless corpses of cultivators inside, and the area is full of corpse energy and evil energy."
"It is extremely suitable for Uncle Lei to cultivate. Back when he was still in the Core Formation stage, he asked the Zuoqiu family for help. The head of the family at the time agreed to the request. Who knew that Uncle Lei would actually condense his Nascent Soul and attain enlightenment in it."
“This friendship has lasted until now, and he has become my elder. He is a close friend of my father. You are quite fortunate to have obtained his warrant.”
Wang Yu nodded and asked.
"Could this token solve the problem of the Black Sky Talisman Lord?"
"Absolutely, you can rest assured."
Zuo Qiuming's dejected expression returned, but he confidently patted his shoulder and said, "The face of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator is more valuable than that of five or six early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. I'm leaving."
Now that his worries had been resolved, he didn't want to bother Wang Yu.
Unexpectedly, he called out to me again.
"etc--
"I will be returning to the mountain gate in a few days. I will hand over the expansion work of Guiling City to Brother Ming. Remember to mine the underground spiritual veins on time."
"Ask Qingyang about the city's taxes. Don't forget to pay the sacred offerings for me. Keep as many spirit stones as you can collect as possible and have someone deliver them to me. Your expenses will be deducted from that."
"Okay, okay."
Zuo Qiuming waved his hand impatiently, then suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking suspicious.
"Why are you giving me so many nagging instructions? Are you not coming back?"
"How could that be? This is my property, and I have more than 240 years of sovereignty over it. How can I feel at ease if I don't keep an eye on it myself? It's only because Brother Ming is reliable that I don't trust Zhuo Shouqing."
"Too!"
Zuo Qiuming left happily, which relieved Wang Yu. He had a feeling that he would stay in the sect for a long time this time.
After dealing with Zuo Qiuming, Wang Yu immediately summoned Qingyang, Xu Ruozhou, and others to arrange the next century-long development plan for Guiling City.
He gave special instructions regarding the situation in Zhuyue Prefecture, instructing that if any results were found, a message should be sent to the Holy Sect to inform him immediately. If all goes well, he would remotely control the development of Guiling.
Whether Wei Hao can hold on to the end will determine whether he can secure a victory against Longcheng.
He thought it was a good idea; this was a more trustworthy guy than Luo Chen, and exchanging goods and services wouldn't be difficult.
Several more days passed, and Wang Yu, without notifying anyone and deliberately avoiding Jin Miaoshan, who had recently shown signs of harassment, chose to leave the city.
Alone, he piloted the Flying Cloud Boat, flying towards the direction of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect's mountain gate, just as he had arrived.
Back then, I was filled with trepidation and deep anticipation. Now, my cultivation has advanced to a higher level, and a surge of pride fills my heart.
"I know not the height of the blue sky or the thickness of the yellow earth, but only that the cold moon and warm sun are consuming human life."
The journey passed through three thousand miles of reed marshes.
Wang Yu, itching to show off his skills, took out the Ghost Cry Flute, brought it close to his lips, and gently blew it. This skill, besides killing enemies, devouring souls, and refining Yin crows, can also be used to play a tune of high mountains and flowing water, cleansing the mind and ears.
then.
He met Chao Yunniang here and knew that the road ahead would be difficult. He devised a ruthless plan to intimidate the Yi tribe, which led to his later establishment as the Lord of Guiling City, who steadily advanced step by step.
Years have passed in the blink of an eye; it was more than fifty years ago.
Time flies like a flowing river, and the fleeting years are hard to catch!
There was no intention to increase the escape speed.
As you came, so you will return.
— Crossing the Cloud Ridge and the Blood Abyss.
March has arrived in the blink of an eye, and the familiar twisted mountain peaks are now in sight.
The mountain gate of the Holy Sect remained unchanged, like an ancient and majestic mountain. At the base of the nine peaks, within the densely packed buildings, he could see familiar figures moving about.
A continuous stream of streaks of light appeared in the sky, and the Blood Demon Palace, suspended in the middle, remained as mysterious and unpredictable as ever. Wang Yu subconsciously activated his Golden Eyes of Qi Observation, and was immediately dazzled by the various dense Qi.
(End of this chapter)
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