Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The visitors were none other than Elder Gu, Yang Liqian, and Patriarch Yuntian, as well as the hermit Qingliu and Chen Yuan whom they had been searching for in vain.

Yang Liqian followed suit and bowed: "Senior Brother Qingliu."

Lay Buddhist Qingliu looked at Elder Gu with a slightly complicated expression, and bowed in return: "Junior Brother Gu, Junior Brother Yang, how are you?"

Those cultivators who arrived at the square first were all extremely surprised. They knew the identities of Elder Gu and Yang Liqian. The two called Mr. Qingliu "senior brother". There were actually three Nascent Soul cultivators from the Haoran Sect entering Jueling Island. Was the Yuqing Sea going to change?

Those monks who came later were very puzzled and secretly looked at Mr. Qingliu with surprised eyes.

When did three unfamiliar Nascent Soul cultivators appear in Yuqing Sea? They even called each other brothers. Apart from the three major sects, which other sect has such strength?
Patriarch Yuntian bowed with a smile, which made everyone more confused: "Daoyou Qingliu, I am honored to meet you."

Mr. Qingliu nodded slightly and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the charming woman's cold shout: "Old man, it's you!"

She stared at Mr. Qingliu with a frosty face and a strong aura, scaring the surrounding monsters and making them retreat.

Qing Liu's eyes turned, looking at the charming woman with thin clothes and exposed breasts, frowned, and sneered: "After a hundred years, the demon king is still as elegant as ever. It was impolite for the demon king to leave without saying goodbye. This time, please reward me with a sword."

The charming woman's eyebrows were raised and her pretty face was cold, but when she thought of Mr. Qingliu's Confucian and Taoist magical power of turning ink into weapons, she couldn't help but feel a little afraid. She didn't dare to fight and stood there stiffly, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

But no one else noticed the embarrassment of the charming woman, and the eyes of all the Nascent Soul cultivators fell on Chen Yuan.

Patriarch Yuntian clasped his fists and bowed, smiling, "It's been a hundred years since we last met. Congratulations to Daoist Chen for successfully forming a baby, and may you live a thousand years."

"It's a pity that you left so hastily that I was unable to fulfill my duty as a host."

"This time, fellow Daoist returns to Yuqing Sea, please give me the opportunity to treat you well."

Chen Yuan's eyes gleamed with brilliance, and he said calmly, "Daoyou Yuntian, you are too kind. Back then, Daoyou traveled thousands of miles to see me off, and I was flattered. Today, I am overjoyed to meet you again, and I will repay you for your kindness."

There was no trace of hostility on the two men's faces, as if they were old friends reuniting, but anyone could hear the sharp tone in their words.

The charming woman only noticed Chen Yuan at this time, and was shocked and angry: "You actually conceived a baby?"

If it hadn't been for Chen Yuan, she wouldn't have been injured by Mr. Qingliu and had to flee in a panic. Today, she was humiliated by Mr. Qingliu again and lost face.

The charming woman had forgotten that she was the one who wanted to rob Chen Yuan first. She thought it was a great blessing for her to take a Jindan cultivator as her male lover. How could she refuse?
Chen Yuan naturally remembered the charming woman who had forced him into a desperate situation. He chuckled and said, "I never thought that you would also enter Jueling Island. It's a good opportunity to settle the grudges we had back then."

The charming woman smiled coldly: "Back then, you were only at the middle stage of Jindan. If it weren't for the old man beside you who came to your rescue, you would have turned into a pile of bones and entered the stomach of some demon beast."

"I don't know what kind of opportunity you had, but in just a hundred years, you succeeded in forming a baby."

"But your progress is so rapid, I think your foundation must not be solid. How dare you speak so arrogantly in front of me..."

She paused, glanced at Qingliu, Elder Gu, and Yang Liqian, and pretended to be surprised: "Yes, there are three elders of Haoran Sect here. You have something to rely on, so naturally you will not take me seriously."

“But once you are in the Demonic Plain, you will not be able to rely on the help of others. I will then see if your Nascent Soul cultivation is just for show.”

"The feeling of having a Nascent Soul male lover is probably a hundred times more enjoyable than those timid Jindan cultivators."

Before Chen Yuan could speak, Qing Liu Jushi began to scold her, "Witch! You are so wanton and shameless!"

The charming woman giggled and said, "The demon race doesn't know etiquette. Is this the first day you learn this, old man?"

"It's not like I haven't been to Yuqing Sea before. If there are mortals living on the island, there must be brothels."

"They are all hypocrites, just like you, an old man, who talks a lot about morality, but is actually obsessed with sex. What's wrong with me taking in more male favorites?"

Mr. Qingliu was furious and was about to yell, but Chen Yuan raised his hand to stop him.

He took a deep look at the charming woman and said calmly, "Then Chen will learn a lesson from your methods."

Chen Yuan and the charming woman were confronting each other. All the Jindan cultivators and the monsters that had not yet transformed all looked over.

Several familiar people stood together, and one of the young monks murmured, "Is this person the famous Chen Yuan?"

An old man's face changed and he whispered, "Shut up!"

The young cultivator was startled and quickly shut his mouth, not daring to act rashly in front of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

No one dared to speak anymore, but when others saw Chen Yuan's familiar face, they all felt that it was natural, as if Chen Yuan should act that way.

At that time, Chen Yuan's wanted order spread throughout Yuqing Sea and Wan Yao Sea. The three royal families and Zhenhai Sect were simultaneously hunting for a Jindan cultivator. His name became famous far and wide, and even the Qi Refining cultivators knew of Chen Yuan's name.

These cultivators and monsters remembered it clearly and kept an eye out for Chen Yuan's whereabouts at all times in exchange for generous rewards from the Zhenhai Sect or the three royal families.

However, no cultivator or monster thought of dealing with Chen Yuan personally. He was wanted by the three royal families and the Zhenhai Sect, but was safe and sound. Even if he was only in the middle stage of the Jindan stage, he was not someone they could afford to provoke.

But no one found any trace of Chen Yuan, as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth.

Over time, Chen Yuan slowly became a legend.

It is difficult to tell whether the various bizarre rumors are true or false, but without exception, they all describe Chen Yuan as an extremely vicious person.

Some people speculated that Chen Yuan killed Patriarch Yuntian’s direct disciple, the late Jindan elder of Zhenhai Sect, which caused Patriarch Yuntian to be furious.

There were also well-informed people who claimed that Chen Yuan killed the heir of the ninth-level demon prince of the Jiaolong clan, which angered the Jiaolong clan.

But why the Golden-winged Eagle clan and the Kun Fish clan also issued a wanted order is unknown.

Today they finally met Chen Yuan, but he was not a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, but a Yuanying cultivator. He did not give an inch in front of the Yuntian Patriarch and the transformed demon king, and was even more ferocious than the legendary peerless villain.

But they inexplicably felt a sense of entitlement in their hearts, and only such a vicious person was worthy of the wanted order of the three royal families and the Zhenhai Sect.

The yellow-haired old man looked at Chen Yuan with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He had also heard of Chen Yuan's name, but he didn't know much about what Chen Yuan had done.

But he was much smarter than the charming woman. Although Elder Gu and Yang Liqian called Mr. Qingliu their senior brother, the three of them did not travel together.

Chen Yuan and Patriarch Yuntian have a grudge against each other, and the relationship between them is definitely not that simple.

The charming woman was worried that the three elders of Haoran Sect would join forces. As Chen Yuan's backer, she was caught in the trap and could not distinguish between friend and foe.

This time when Jueling Island is opened, there will definitely be a bloody storm, it seems that we must be more careful...

The yellow-haired old man sighed inwardly, not noticing that Elder Gu had glanced at him several times, his eyes were deep and unfathomable. …

Chen Yuan did not refute, and the charming woman finally vented her anger with words.

But in the end, they couldn't take action here, and they were in front of so many Jindan cultivators and monsters that hadn't yet transformed. No matter how much they said, it would be useless.

She stopped contentedly, and Chen Yuan also found an open space, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to rest.

Mr. Qingliu sat down beside him, looked deeply at Elder Gu and Yang Liqian, took out a book and began to read softly.

Apart from the greetings, Elder Gu and Yang Liqian did not speak, and he did not engage in any verbal exchange with them.

The fight between the two for the Qingfeng Bamboo is an internal dispute within the Haoran Sect and will not be revealed to outsiders.

But just as Qingliu Lay Buddhist opened the book, the voice of Patriarch Yuntian rang in his ears: "Daoyou Qingliu, I was entrusted by Daoyou Gu to deal with Chen Yuan this time, but I did not mean to make things difficult for you, so please do not be offended."

He looked up and saw Patriarch Yuntian looking over here with a slightly apologetic look on his face.

Lay Buddhist Qingliu lowered his head again and replied in a voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Chen came to Jueling Island this time because of my invitation. If Fellow Daoist Yuntian wants to deal with Fellow Daoist Chen, he will be my enemy."

Patriarch Yuntian said: "If Daoist Fellow Qingliu thinks so, I have no other choice, but I will not fight with Daoist Fellow, and I will not interfere in the affairs between Daoist Fellow and Daoist Fellow Gu."

Mr. Qingliu stopped talking and concentrated on reciting Confucian and Taoist scriptures.

Patriarch Yuntian sneered in his heart, then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and rested his mind.

He certainly wasn't afraid of Qingliu, who was in the early Nascent Soul stage, but he didn't want to get involved in the fight between the elders of Haoran Sect.

These words were merely to show his position and to prevent Haoran Sect from making things difficult for Zhenhai Sect in the future.

He was not worried that Chen Yuan would escape. Even if Elder Gu and Yang Liqian came only for Qingfeng Bamboo, he was confident that he could deal with Chen Yuan alone.

The gap between the early and middle Nascent Soul stages cannot be made up by just the word "physical cultivation".

The square became quiet again. Within one month after the emergence of Jueling Island, those holding the Tongtian Order can enter it, but they can only stay in the square in front of the Tongtian Palace. They are not allowed to fight with each other, otherwise they will be struck to death by thunder.

The gate of Tongtian Palace will open one month later.

When Chen Yuan and Mr. Qingliu entered the square, Jueling Island had just been opened for a few days.

Over the next month, white lights kept flashing in the square, and more and more monks and monsters entered Jueling Island, gradually exceeding two hundred.

Time passed slowly, and in three days, Jueling Island would be closed.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed, attracting everyone's attention.

This was the first time since Chen Yuan and Qingliu that a Nascent Soul cultivator entered Jueling Island.

A white light flashed and a burly man appeared in the square. He had a rough appearance, even stronger than Ao Fang, and exuded a strong demonic aura.

Everyone's heart trembled and they looked away. The person who came was not a Nascent Soul cultivator, but a transformed demon king.

Those monsters that had not yet transformed felt the oppression surging from deep in their blood. With awe in their eyes, they all bowed their bodies to show their submission.

Only the powerful bloodlines of the three royal families can have such power.

Ao Fang looked at the burly man, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes, but his expression was very solemn.

The charming girl was very surprised to see the burly man appear in the square. This man had not appeared in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters for hundreds of years. How could he come to Jueling Island?
The burly man looked around, ignoring the other demon kings' Nascent Souls. He didn't even look at Ao Fang. His eyes stopped at Chen Yuan who was beside Qing Liu. He was full of vigor and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Chen Yuan, you are here as expected."

The ninth-level demon king's overwhelming momentum swept over, with pressure like a mountain. Everyone was shocked and quickly retreated.

Even the yellow-haired old man had a look of shock on his face, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

This person actually entered Jueling Island. He felt a little regretful. If he had known this earlier, he would never have waded into this muddy water.

Elder Gu and Yang Liqian did not move at all, and Patriarch Yuntian even showed a hint of a smile on his face.

At this moment, a mist surged in from the vast white fog surrounding the bluestone square, suppressing the burly man's momentum, and lightning flashed faintly in the sky.

The burly man raised his head and glanced at the sky, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, he snorted coldly, restrained his breath, and the lightning slowly disappeared.

But the surrounding monks and monsters were still in shock and retreated far away, not daring to approach.

Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the burly man. After a brief recollection, he remembered the man's identity and stared at him, "Why is the Kunhai Monster King angry?"

This person is Kunhai, the ninth-level demon king of the Kunyu clan.

Chen Yuan had never seen Kun Hai, but after he formed his infant body, he came to Yuqing Sea to collect information about the Kun Fish Demon King. He memorized Kun Hai's face and recognized him at a glance.

However, Kunhai had not appeared for hundreds of years, and Chen Yuan was quite surprised that the Kunyu clan actually asked him to come to Jueling Island to deal with them.

When everyone heard the name of the Kunhai Demon King, some of them looked confused, but the three or four hundred year old Jindan cultivators suddenly changed their expressions, and looked at Kunhai with fear in their eyes.

Even Mr. Qingliu's face changed slightly when he heard this name. He raised his head and put down the book in his hand.

More than four hundred years ago, during a beast tide in Mo Sea, a brilliant ninth-level demon king of the demon clan killed three Nascent Soul cultivators, including a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. He led the beast tide to break through the island protection formation and slaughtered all the human cultivators on the island. Only a few low-level cultivators managed to save their lives, which shocked the entire Yuqing Sea.

And this ninth-level demon king is Kun Hai!

The battle against the beast tide shocked the Yuqing Sea's cultivation world, and Kunhai's fierce reputation became widely known. Even Mr. Qingliu knew a thing or two about it.

Kunhai is known as the ninth-level demon king, but the Kunyu clan is already proficient in spatial magical powers. After transforming, they mastered the art of teleportation, and their strength surpasses that of the demon king cultivators of the same level.

Kunhai's mastery of the power of space is even better than that of other Kunyu Demon Kings. He can perform the technique of teleportation continuously without any restrictions. Except for being unable to perform the technique of locking the heaven and earth, he is almost the same as a great cultivator.

Moreover, Kunhai is different from other transformed demon kings. He is not obsessed with innate magical powers and a strong physical body. He makes good use of external objects and has at least two high-level magic weapons in his hands. Even many mid-Nascent Soul cultivators cannot compare to him.

When the Blood Island was breached, the leader of the Zhenhai Sect was furious and fought with Kunhai. Kunhai was in a miserable state and retreated injured, but his life was not in danger and his reputation was greatly enhanced.

In other words, Kun Hai can be regarded as a great cultivator with amazing strength. He joins forces with Patriarch Yuntian and Elder Gu, and the competition for Qingfeng Bamboo this time has become much more difficult. (End of this chapter)