Chapter 341: All or Nothing
"The Demon Lord has a good plan. He wants to give birth to a weak descendant. As long as he kills his own son, the prophecy of the Thousand Machine Sect will not come true."
"He went to great lengths to capture a female cultivator from the human world who had come to the demonic realm on a mission. He imprisoned her and made her give birth to his child."
"Unfortunately, the Demon Lord's calculations were no match for fate. The female cultivator injured him and escaped with the infant."
The beautiful woman sighed with lingering regret.
Xiao Chujing's breath stopped.
The skeleton hand raised its palm stained with Xiao Chujing's blood in front of the beautiful woman, and she lowered her head and sniffed it.
"You have the aura of this demon lord on you. This is an extremely powerful bloodline, but unfortunately it is mixed with some lowly and inferior blood. Could you be his son?"
The beautiful woman was delighted.
"It's such a small world, you ended up in my hands."
"Why don't I just rip out that powerful part of your bloodline and refine it into the next body of my husband."
After she finished speaking, the man in the coffin made a series of gurgling sounds from his throat.
"Hehe, my husband is also tall..."
Her words stopped abruptly, she slowly lowered her head, and a long sword pierced her heart.
Xiao Chujing, who had been dying with his eyes wide open, suddenly raised his eyes and smiled gravely: "If I were to use my junior sister's words to describe you, you..."
He drew out his sword, and without giving the enemy any chance to react, he cut off the beautiful woman's head neatly.
"The villain dies because he talks too much."
The beautiful woman's severed head fell and landed on the pile of bones underground, with a look of astonishment still on her face.
"Humph, you've finally made it. You can hurt me this time."
But soon, another head grew out from the broken neck. Xiao Chujing's face changed. Countless bone spears broke through his chest and abdomen, killing him completely.
He grabbed the sword and fell to the ground, completely becoming a corpse.
The beautiful woman twisted her neck left and right, touched her newly grown head, and gnashed her teeth in anger.
She didn't dare to be careless anymore, gave up the idea of subduing Xiao Chu Jinglian as her ghost, and decided to kill him.
She kicked Xiao Chujing's body hard: "Don't even think about getting through my purgatory! You've wasted so much time here, and your little sister died long ago before you could even wait. You should go to hell to see her soon!"
Still not satisfied, she grasped Xiao Chujing's most pressing obsession and repeated, "Your junior sister is dead!"
There was movement on the ground again, and a hand crawled out from the body of Xiao Chujing who had just died. Xiao Chujing was resurrected again in the land of rules.
Without a second thought, she released the bone arrow.
"Go to hell... huh?"
The bone arrows, as dense as rain, were blocked by an air shield.
The man standing behind the air shield was no longer the green-robed monk with a high ponytail who had died more than a thousand times.
The thick black hair turned silver-white at every root, and the hair exploded and flew in the strong wind. There were horns on his forehead, and under his sharp eyebrows like blades, a pair of scarlet blood-red eyes were as crazy as a beast that had lost its mind, staring at the beautiful woman without blinking.
"Possessed by a demon?"
The beautiful woman said with disdain, "Even if your demonic blood is used against me, it will be useless. Don't forget—"
"I am at the Nascent Soul stage!"
On the wilderness of bones, thousands of skeletons stood up and surrounded Xiao Chujing.
The old ghost's spirit emerged from Xiao Chujing's palm, and the ghostly shadow circled around Xiao Chujing, urgently reminding him: "Stinky boy, the battle strategy we have formulated does not include your possession. Wake up!"
The other party cursed Ye Xiaoman to death, and Xiao Chujing couldn't stand it immediately, and fell into demonism on the spot in front of others.
The ghost world has a special and vicious environment. He was worried that once Xiao Chujing became possessed by the devil, he would lose his original heart and would never be able to return to normal.
Xiao Chujing turned his red eyes towards the old ghost, "Teacher, she's right. I've been trapped here for a long time. My junior sister might really be in danger right now. She's waiting for me to save her..."
"I heard the teacher, really, the little junior sister is calling me..."
Lao Gui advised: "Don't fall for the trick of that girl across from you. She is trying to disrupt your mind, whether she mentions Ye Xiaoman or your father..."
Lao Gui touched the tip of his nose, changed the subject, and no longer mentioned Xiao Chujing's weak spot.
The guardian of the eighteenth level of hell lived for a long time. She absorbed the memories of many dead people and knew countless secrets.
The story she just told about the Demon King and the female cultivator from the human world happened to be about Xiao Chujing's parents.
Xiao Chujing raised an evil smile and swung his sword to kill circle after circle of attacking skeletons.
"I don't mind."
"Whether it's my father who's hell-bent on killing me, or my mother who hates my existence..."
An ugly past, being born into this cold world without anyone's expectations, and a first half of life that was despised.
He had long since let go of the struggles and pains he once felt.
"As long as my junior sister cares about me, that's all I need."
The beautiful woman flew back to the mountain of corpses and watched Xiao Chu compete in beheading the endless number of white skeletons.
She laughed sweetly: "I can hold you back for thousands of years, and you won't be able to get out."
Xiao Chujing's response to her was to calmly take out a bottle of pills and swallow them.
After a while, rumbling thunder could be heard faintly from outside the sky, and the entire land of rules suddenly shook violently. The sky and the ground were like broken eggshells, with countless cracks.
The beautiful woman's smile froze, and the old ghost suddenly had an ominous premonition: "What are you going to do?"
"Upgrade."
He raised his finger and pointed at the gatekeeper on the upper floor in a defiant manner, "She is using her cultivation to suppress me. As long as I reach the Nascent Soul stage, I can compete with her."
The old ghost shouted, "You have only reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. If you want to reach the Nascent Soul stage, you must first advance from the Foundation Establishment stage to the Core Formation stage, and then from the Core Formation stage to the Nascent Soul stage. This spans two major realms. What will you use to advance?"
Xiao Chujing said arrogantly: "I will ascend to the Jindan realm now!"
"No!" The old ghost's spirit bound Xiao Chujing's hands and feet tightly, "Now is not the best time to form a pill."
Forming the golden elixir is the most important step in a cultivator's cultivation process. Only by successfully forming the best quality golden elixir can one have a bright future.
The process of forming a pill requires absorbing most of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, cultivators who have achieved great perfection in foundation building will specifically choose a blessed place to retreat and upgrade.
The ghost realm isolates the essence of heaven and earth, and the atmosphere is turbid. If Xiao Chujing tries to form a golden elixir in a hurry, it will only be a low-grade golden elixir, which will ruin his path in vain.
Xiao Chujing said, "I have made up my mind."
Nine thunderbolts struck, and the beautiful woman was busy trying to keep this world running, so she couldn't cause trouble for Xiao Chujing for the time being.
Xiao Chujing's three flowers gathered at the top of his head, and the five energies converged into one. Under the old ghost's sad gaze, he advanced to the Jindan realm in one go.
As expected, it only produced a dull golden elixir of medium to low quality.
Not only that, his state of mind at this moment is engraved in his elixir core, resonating with the devil's blood. Xiao Chujing has already fallen into the devil's heart, and it will be easy for him to go astray in his future cultivation and fall completely into the devil's path.
The old ghost said in despair: "Even if you enter the Jindan stage, it doesn't matter. You still can't beat the Yuanying stage..."
He suddenly remembered Xiao Chujing's actions just now and asked in a lost voice, "What kind of medicine did you just take?"
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