Family Rise: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 491 Divine Beast Appears, Cuts Through Golden Core, Identity Revealed

Chaotic clouds rolled in, and the world was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

At the summit of Xuanxiao Mountain, Fu Changsheng's clothes fluttered in the wind, his black hair flying.

He looked up at the final bolt of lightning.

Amidst the dim lightning, a blurry face faintly emerged, like the cold and merciless gaze of the heavens.

"Crack——!"

The Hunyuan Beast Egg shattered completely, and a small beast, grayish-white in color and resembling a tiger cub, leaped out of the eggshell, letting out a tender roar to the sky.

"Roar"

Its entire body was wrapped in chaotic lightning, and it actively faced the final lightning tribulation!
"boom--!"

As the lightning struck, the Chaos Beast cub opened its small mouth and swallowed the lightning completely, like a whale devouring its prey!

Its body swelled up in the lightning, lightning patterns flickered in its fur, and its aura directly rose to the level of a third-tier demon beast!

"Roar--!"

The Chaos Beast cub let out a satisfied burp, then turned into a streak of gray light and flew back to Fu Changsheng's side, affectionately nuzzling his palm.

"Just what kind of monster is this Chaos Beast?"

Luo Haitang's pupils contracted upon seeing this.

Not only is it able to devour such terrifying lightning power, but it also broke through to the third rank immediately upon birth. The potential of this beast is limitless!

If it is nurtured, it will become a major trump card for Fu Changsheng to resist the Nascent Soul Tribulation in the future.
"This Fu Changsheng is really something..."

It always surprises people.

Fu Yongxuan, standing to the side, looked at his father with admiration. His father's strength far exceeded what others could imagine.

Suddenly.

Fu Yongxuan's brow twitched, and he looked up at the sky.

boom!
But then, in the instant the chaotic lightning tribulation dissipated...

Suddenly, a radiant glow burst forth from the sky.

The clouds in the heavens stir, and purple clouds rise from the east!
A dazzling golden beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Fu Changsheng. Within the beam, the faint images of dragons and phoenixes could be seen swirling, accompanied by ethereal music and a fragrant aroma that permeated the air for miles.

"This is... a phenomenon of a first-grade Golden Core?!"

Luo Haitang's pupils contracted sharply, and a rare look of shock appeared on her usually cold face.

She had seen a record in the ancient books of the Great Zhou Dynasty that only those who could condense a first-grade golden elixir could draw upon the power of heaven and earth to bring down the extraordinary phenomenon of "purple qi coming from the east"!

Those who are able to condense a first-grade golden core, unless they die prematurely, all become Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

In the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, they were extremely rare.

Unexpectedly, such a monster emerged from the Fu family, a poor and remote village with no foundation or background:

"Could it be that the Fu family is not as simple as they seem..."

If not.

How could so many geniuses be born?

Especially Fu Changsheng, that monstrous existence.

Fu Yongxuan looked up at the towering pillar of light, too shocked to speak.

When she condensed her fourth-grade golden core, it also caused a surge of spiritual energy over a hundred miles, but compared to the earth-shattering scene before her, it was like a firefly compared to the bright moon:
"As expected of Father!"

Ouyang Fei, who was healing his injuries, looked up and saw this strange phenomenon, his eyes filled with longing: "I wonder how many strange phenomena I will be able to trigger when I form my core in the future?"

"Hahaha... This is truly heaven-sent!" In the shadows of the back mountain, Yin Kui Zhenren's withered body trembled with excitement. A terrifying light flashed in his turbid eyes: "A first-grade Golden Core body! As long as I successfully possess it, let alone the Nascent Soul stage, even the Deity Transformation stage will be just around the corner!"

At that moment, another strange phenomenon occurred—

The moment the beam of light dissipated.

Countless golden specks of light cascaded down like a celestial river, or like a thousand rays of light shattering into dust, falling in a soft patter. Each speck of light contained boundless vitality, as if a gift bestowed by the heavens. Wherever it passed, all things grew wildly, and the primordial energy of heaven and earth surged wildly!
The mountain stream was originally just a first-class spiritual spring.

At this moment, a dazzling golden light appeared, the scales of the fish swimming in the water shimmered, and their size increased dramatically. The fish, which had previously lacked intelligence, raised their heads and swung their tails in the golden light, their fins stretched out like sharp blades, and their aura rose steadily—in just a short moment, they showed signs of transforming into dragons!

The Fu family disciples were bathed in golden light.

They felt the spiritual energy within their bodies surge like a river flowing backward, instantly clearing their previously stagnant meridians. Disciples in the Qi Refining stage had their pores open, their spiritual energy circulating automatically, and their cultivation directly broke through bottlenecks; Foundation Establishment cultivators were even more ablaze with golden light, their dantian surging with spiritual power, and their long-dormant cultivation began to loosen!

The spiritual veins of the Yunxiao Mountains, like a giant beast that has been thirsty for a thousand years, greedily devour the sweet dew that falls from the sky.

The mountain springs gush forth like pillars, their waters transforming into a seven-colored mist that swirls around the mountains. In the herb garden, ordinary herbs grow wildly, transforming into rare and precious medicinal herbs in the blink of an eye, their fragrance so rich it almost solidifies. Even the unremarkable jade stones at the foot of the mountain gradually develop a jade-like luster under the golden light, with spiritual energy faintly visible flowing within them.

The spiritual vein level of the entire mountain range suddenly increased—leaping to the fourth-grade superior level!

"This...this is a blessing from heaven!"

Standing atop the mountain, Ouyang Fei's hair and beard bristled, his eyes filled with undisguised shock. He sensed the surging spiritual energy within the mountain and murmured:
"The immense potential of Yunxiao Mountain has surged, which will likely shake cultivators within a radius of several thousand miles!"

Fu Changsheng sat cross-legged atop Xuanxiao Mountain, his body swirling with chaotic energy, using the gifts of heaven and earth to solidify his realm.

At this most crucial moment of recovery—

"Heaven is on my side!"

A cold, hoarse laugh suddenly rang out, and from the shadows at the foot of the mountain, a gaunt, ghost-like figure suddenly darted out with astonishing speed!

"The Yin Puppet Old Ghost?!" Fu Yongxuan's expression changed drastically. He immediately made a hand seal, and a water tornado roared out.

Luo Haitang reacted even faster, his Ice Soul Sword already drawn, a flash of cold light: "You're courting death!"

However, Yin Kui Zhenren's figure twisted strangely, managing to slip through the gap in their attacks, his withered fingers forming a bizarre hand seal: "Blood Shadow Escape!"

"boom!"

His body suddenly exploded, turning into dozens of blood shadows that rushed towards Fu Changsheng from all directions!

"Not good! It's the Blood Shadow Clone Technique!" Luo Haitang changed his sword stance, and the Ice Soul Sword split into thousands of clones, annihilating most of the Blood Shadows.

Fu Yongxuan hurriedly used "Mysterious Water Prison" to trap the remaining blood shadows. But at that moment, an almost transparent shadow silently broke through the defense!
"Hahaha! Two little brats, do you think you can stop this old man?" Yin Kui Zhenren's true form was less than three zhang away from Fu Changsheng!

His withered fingers formed hand seals with lightning speed, and seven pitch-black Soul-Destroying Nails appeared out of thin air, their strange runes flashing with scarlet light.

"go!"

The Soul-Locking Nails transformed into seven black beams, each piercing one of Fu Changsheng's seven major acupoints! This was the "Seven Fiends Soul-Locking Array," a secret technique passed down by the Yin Puppet Sect. Once struck, the body would be completely controlled!

At the critical moment, Fu Changsheng suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

A dazzling chaotic light suddenly erupted from his body, and a grayish-white phantom of a golden core appeared above his head. The seven Soul-Destroying Nails were frozen in mid-air, unable to advance an inch!

Yin Kui Zhenren's pupils constricted sharply: "Impossible! You were clearly consolidating your realm!"

Fu Changsheng sneered as he stood up, condensing chaotic energy in his palm: "You think I'd give you an opening?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly struck out with his palm, and the chaotic energy transformed into a ferocious dragon shape, roaring as it pounced on Yin Kui Zhenren!

boom!
Yin Kui Zhenren hastily conjured a white bone shield, its surface etched with a hideous ghost face. The two collided, unleashing a deafening roar!

"Crack!" The white bone shield shattered, and Yin Kui Zhenren was thrown back more than ten feet by the aftershock, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Good! Good! Good!" He laughed instead of getting angry. "As expected of a Chaos Golden Core cultivator, I'm determined to have this body!"

With that, he suddenly ripped open his robe, revealing a withered chest covered in eerie runes. With a sharp shout, the runes began to writhe as if alive!
"A thousand-year blood sacrifice, invoking the sacred puppet!"

"boom!"

A crimson beam of light shot into the sky, and Yin Kui Zhenren's body expanded at a visible speed, transforming in the blink of an eye into a crimson giant three zhang tall! His skin was like iron, his eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded a suffocating pressure!
"This is... possession by a blood puppet from another world?!" Luo Haitang's expression changed drastically.

Summoning a blood puppet comes at a heavy price.

Because once this secret technique is used...

Within a month, their bodies will inevitably rot and they will die.

This Yin Kui Zhenren was clearly determined to go all in and completely abandon his physical body.

"Roar!"

The crimson giant roared to the sky, the sound waves causing rocks to tumble down the mountain.

He threw a punch at Fu Changsheng.

Wherever the fist passed, the space itself was slightly distorted!
Fu Changsheng dared not take the blow head-on. He flashed away, and the hilltop where he was standing was blasted into dust by a single punch!
"Hahaha! You think you can escape?" The crimson giant opened its mouth and spewed out a foul-smelling blood mist, which withered all vegetation in its wake!
Fu Changsheng's eyes narrowed, and his Chaos Golden Core spun rapidly, forming an armor of grayish-white chaotic energy on his body. He formed hand seals, and nine chaotic sword energies appeared out of thin air!
"Nine Heavens Chaos Sword! Slash!"

Sword energy crisscrossed, and several deep, bone-revealing wounds appeared on the blood-red giant's body. But strangely, those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"It's useless!" Yin Kui Zhenren's voice echoed from within the giant's body. "The Blood Puppet True Body is immortal and indestructible; today you will surely be mine!"

The crimson giant roared as it charged toward Fu Changsheng. With each step it took, the mountain trembled, and the ground cracked with spiderweb-like patterns. Its fists fell like meteors, bringing a storm of blood and gore with them! Wherever the wind from its fists passed, strange ripples appeared in the space, as if even the laws of heaven and earth trembled in fear of this immortal body.

Fu Changsheng moved like lightning, weaving through the myriad of fist shadows.

The point where the Chaos Armor was struck emitted a piercing "sizzling" sound, and purple arcs of electricity leaped across the surface of the armor, yet they could not penetrate the grayish-white Chaos Barrier.

"Father, I'm here to help you!"

Upon seeing this, Fu Yongxuan immediately made a hand seal to activate the mountain spring.

Dozens of water dragons shot into the sky, each as thick as a water vat, coiling in the air into dragon shapes. The water dragons let out deafening roars, wrapping around the blood-red giant's legs. The moment the water and blood came into contact, a blinding red light erupted, and steam rose like clouds of mist.

Luo Haitang seized the opportunity, and the Ice Soul Sword transformed into a hundred-foot-long cold light, the air condensing into ice crystals wherever the sword's edge passed.

She shouted, "Break the Mystic Ice!"

A cold glint, like a shooting star, streaked across the sky, piercing straight into the giant's back.

The moment the sword tip struck the blood-red skin, a crisp metallic clang rang out, carving a deep, bone-revealing gash into the giant's back!
"Get out of here!"

The giant swung his hand back, unleashing a burst of violent blood energy that seemed to materialize. As the blood surged, the ice sword shattered inch by inch, turning into countless ice crystals that dissipated into the sky.

It suddenly raised its foot and shattered the water dragon, creating a huge crater tens of feet in diameter in the ground. Then it opened its mouth and spat out a jet of blood, which withered all the vegetation in its path and even made the air thick and foul-smelling.

The arrow of blood aimed straight at Fu Yongxuan's brow!

At the critical moment.

Fu Changsheng suddenly appeared in front of Fu Yongxuan.

He thrust out with both palms, and the chaotic energy condensed into two semi-transparent light shields.

"boom!"

The blood arrow struck the light shield, unleashing a deafening explosion.

The shockwave overturned boulders within a radius of a hundred feet. Amidst the billowing dust, Fu Changsheng landed steadily, a trace of golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Take this opportunity—

Yin Kui Zhenren flashed forward, his withered, claw-like fingers gripping Fu Changsheng's crown, unleashing the Blood Escape Technique to its fullest extent.

hum!
The air trembled!

He was enveloped in a stench of blood, transforming into a crimson rainbow that ripped across the sky. His speed was so great that he left a long, bloody afterimage behind him. In the blink of an eye, he had flown a hundred miles, the outlines of distant mountains rapidly magnifying in his eyes.

"Chase!"

Luo Haitang and Fu Yongxuan's expressions changed.

They were relentlessly pursuing them.

After chasing for hundreds of miles, they were "just" blocked by several suddenly appearing blood-fiend barriers. Those barriers writhed like living things, their surfaces covered with hideous vein-like patterns.

boom!
The moment the ice sword collided with the water dragon, the barrier suddenly twisted and deformed, swallowing up the attack entirely.

“No need to pursue.” Fu Changsheng’s voice transmitted between the two in their minds, steady as a mountain. “I have my own plans.”

Yin Kui Zhenren within the blood rainbow was completely unaware, and instead laughed triumphantly.

His emaciated chest heaved violently, and the eerie runes on his chest writhed even more intensely:

"Two little brats dare to try and woo me? Once I possess this Chaos Golden Core body, I'll be the first to come back and deal with you!"

...

...

Standing outside Xuanxiao Mountain, Li Wanhu watched from afar as Yin Kui Zhenren abducted Fu Changsheng, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Fu Changsheng, Fu Changsheng, no matter how talented you are, you still fell in the end!"

He felt incredibly relieved, as if a huge boulder that had been weighing on his heart had finally been removed.

"So what if you're a first-grade Golden Core cultivator? You still ended up being possessed!"

He took a deep breath, adjusted his expression, and instantly put on a solemn and dignified look. Then he rode the escape light and flew towards Xuanxiao Mountain.
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"You treacherous scoundrels from the far west, how dare you act so arrogantly here!"

Before Li Wanhu arrived, his voice preceded his arrival, filled with anxiety and concern.

He landed on the mountaintop, his gaze sweeping over Fu Yongxuan and Luo Haitang. Seeing their gloomy expressions, he was secretly delighted, but on the surface he wore a look of deep sorrow.

"I just received a secret report that a heretical cultivator from the far west has infiltrated the Great Zhou territory. I came here to apprehend him! But... I'm still a step too late!"

He sighed heavily, as if he truly regretted the loss of a genius to the Fu family.

Fu Yongxuan stared at him coldly, his eyes blazing with barely concealed anger.

"Li Wanhu, didn't you come here once before? Why couldn't you find out where Yin Kui Zhenren was hiding then?!"

Her voice was sharp and she questioned him without any politeness.

Li Wanhu was prepared, and shook his head helplessly:

"Fairy Fu, you may not know this, but that True Man Yin Kui is extremely cunning. When I searched last time, he wasn't even on Xuanxiao Mountain! He sneaked in later!"

His tone was sincere, as if he had simply failed to perform his duties properly, rather than intentionally being lenient.

Luo Haitang stood to the side, her gaze cold and detached, without uttering a word, but a hint of mockery flashed deep within her eyes.

She knew Li Wanhu all too well—he appeared respectable on the surface, but was actually treacherous and cunning!

Fu Yongxuan, however, lacked such patience and simply sneered:
"Really? What a coincidence! You just left, and Master Yin Kui arrived right after!"

Li Wanhu's expression remained unchanged, maintaining his official and businesslike attitude.

“Your Excellency Fu is mistaken. As the Commander of the Zhenshi Division, my duty is to maintain the stability of the Great Zhou. How could I allow evil cultivators to cause trouble? I will definitely report today’s events to the court and thoroughly investigate the evil cultivator forces in the far west!”

His tone was firm and powerful, as if he were truly righteous and awe-inspiring.

Fu Yongxuan clenched his fists, wishing he could tear off that hypocritical mask!
But Luo Haitang gently pressed her shoulder and said calmly:

"Lord Li is very kind, but this matter is already settled, so there is no need for you to trouble yourself."

Seeing their cold attitude, Li Wanhu said no more, only sighed and cupped his hands in greeting:
"In that case, I shall take my leave now. If the Fu family needs assistance in the future, the Zhenshi Division will certainly not refuse!"

After saying that, he rode away in his escape light, but as he turned around, a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

"Fu Changsheng is dead, how much longer can the Fu family... continue to cause trouble?"

...

...

Outside Xuanxiao Mountain, in an unnamed valley on the border, two figures stood suspended in mid-air.

"That's exhilarating!!" Master Yun's face twitched uncontrollably, his eyes flashing with a manic light. "Ten years of planning, and today our wish has finally come true! That little bastard Fu Changsheng has finally fallen into our hands!"

A twisted smile appeared on Abbess Qiuyue's icy face: "My poor Qing'er can finally rest in peace today." Her voice was chilling and piercing, as if it came from the deepest hell. "However, this is not enough."

What is Fu Changsheng?

Her daughter's life would require the entire Fu family to pay for it.

The Fu family must be completely wiped out, leaving not a single blade of grass behind!
"Not bad," Master Yun licked his lips, a lewd glint flashing in his eyes.

I've heard that the women of the Fu family are all exceptionally beautiful, especially Fu Changsheng's first wife, Liu Meizhen, and his daughter, Fu Yongxuan, who is both stunningly beautiful and highly talented.
Now that the Fu family has lost Fu Changsheng, their pillar of strength, aren't they at the mercy of others? Thinking of this, Master Yun's emotions, which had been suppressed for decades, were finally relieved, and he felt extremely relieved.

Master Qiuyue gave Master Yun a cold glance: "Keep your filthy thoughts to yourself. Now is not the time to act rashly."

"Qiuyue, you are indeed very thoughtful."

Master Yun also realized that he had become a little too complacent.

After all, Luo Haitang is no pushover, and there's also Fu Yongxuan.

To destroy the Fu family, we must plan carefully.

Master Yun took out a blood-red jade slip from his sleeve:

"The old ghost Yin Kui gave me this before he left. It's for when he fully controls Fu Changsheng's body."

The following words were directly transmitted via telepathy.

Upon hearing this, Abbess Qiuyue frowned slightly, but still nodded and said, "This old ghost Yin Kui wouldn't dare to play any tricks on us. In that case, let's keep our appointment!"

...

...

Several days later, in the far west.

Deep within the howling winds of the canyon, stands a cave built of bones. Nine lanterns made of human skin hang on either side of the cave entrance, their eerie green flames casting distorted shadows on faces.

"Boy, don't waste your energy." Yin Kui Zhenren threw Fu Changsheng heavily onto the center of the altar, his withered fingers flashing, seven Soul-Slaying Nails piercing through his limbs. "This Body-Seizing Array is the result of a hundred years of my painstaking effort; even a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot break free!"

Fu Changsheng struggled to break free of the chains, but secretly observed the eerie altar—the ground was covered with writhing blood patterns, and twelve golden corpses stood around it, each with a yellowed talisman pasted on its forehead, from which one could vaguely sense the terrifying yin energy contained.

"Stop looking." Yin Kui Zhenren pulled out a bone knife and began carving runes on his withered chest. "To become my new physical body is a blessing you've accumulated over many lifetimes!"

Blood flowed down the altar's grooves, and the twelve golden corpses suddenly opened their eyes, spitting out black chains that bound Fu Changsheng tightly. The entire cave began to tremble, and countless wronged souls seeped from the walls, forming a distorted black cloud above Yin Kui Zhenren's head.

"Soul, come!"

With a sharp shout, a jet-black soul, carrying overwhelming resentment, burst forth from the crown of Yin Kui Zhenren's head, heading straight for Fu Changsheng's brow!

A flash before his eyes.

Master Yin Kui had expected fierce resistance, but instead found himself standing before a magnificent golden temple. The four ancient seal characters "Tianlong Temple" on the temple gate shone brightly.

Outside the temple, a chilling atmosphere prevailed.

A path to the underworld runs across the land.

"This is... a manifestation of the Sea of ​​Consciousness?" The old demon exclaimed in disbelief. "No, how can a manifestation of the Sea of ​​Consciousness contain both a temple and the Underworld?"

What kind of hellish place is this?

Yin Kui Zhenren was frightened. He turned and fled.

boom!
at this time.

The temple gates swung open, and countless divine lights transformed into a rope that swiftly coiled around his soul.

The temple gates burst open with a roar, and countless golden ropes formed from divine light pursued him like serpents. Yin Kui Zhenren desperately activated his escape technique, only to find that this world seemed to be imprisoned by some supreme law, and his escape speed was less than thirty percent of his usual speed!

"No--"

The moment the golden rope wrapped around his ankle, Yin Kui Zhenren let out a shrill scream. The runes flowing on the rope were actually burning his soul, emitting wisps of black smoke.

The ropes dragged him, inching him toward the temple. Yin Kui Zhenren struggled frantically, summoning the Nine Netherworld Fire to burn through the ropes, only to find that the flames backfired on him the moment they touched the golden light!
"Aaaaah! Fu Changsheng! You'll die a horrible death!"

Inside the temple, Fu Changsheng stood before the statue, nine strands of chaotic energy swirling around him: "Fellow Daoist Yin Kui, since you're here, make the best of it."

As the last word fell, countless ancient murals suddenly appeared on the four walls of the temple—scenes of various demons being suppressed! Yin Kui Zhenren's soul flew uncontrollably toward one of the blank walls.

"No! Spare me! I can acknowledge you as my master! I know all the secrets of the far west, and I have many treasures hidden in a secret chamber. If you spare me, they are all yours!" The old demon finally broke down, his voice filled with unprecedented fear. "I also know about Master Qiuyue and Master Yun's plans! They intend to..."

Before he could finish speaking, his soul slammed heavily against the wall.

Suddenly, a lifelike black shadow appeared on the mural, its face distorted and its mouth wide open, as if it were emitting a silent scream.

This mural depicting the evolution of the temple was created after he broke through to the Golden Core stage, and this is the first time he has used it.

So far, it seems pretty good.

Fu Changsheng reached out, and specks of black light flew out from the mural—fragments of Yin Kui Zhenren's memories. He scanned them with his divine sense, and his face instantly turned ashen.

"What a fine Master Qiuyue! What a fine Master Yun!"

at the same time.

In the real world, Yin Kui Zhenren's physical body suddenly convulsed violently, and jet-black blood gushed from his seven orifices. He then collapsed to the ground with a thud and fell silent.

"Ding"

"You have killed a Golden Core cultivator from the far west; your family contribution points have increased to 20,000."

He entered the training room multiple times and exchanged intelligence several times, causing his family contribution points, which were almost depleted, to surge again.
"This contribution should be used sparingly."

After breaking through the golden elixir.

He also needs to consume family contribution points and use the [Cultivation Technique Deduction] panel to deduce the Golden Core chapter of the "Azure Emperor's Longevity Technique". In addition, he also needs to complete the "Great Evolution Technique" obtained from the Great Zhou Scripture Pavilion. The "Ancient Origin Thunder Scripture", "Nine Heavens Star Technique" and "Imperial Court Dao Body", which he has not cultivated for a long time, also need to consume contribution points to deduce.

Fortunately.

He has enough lifespan to wait.

Fu Changsheng slowly opened his eyes, and the chains binding his body snapped inch by inch. He reached out and summoned the storage bag left behind by Yin Kui Zhenren into his palm.

His consciousness swept away.

The storage bag was found to be empty except for a pill bottle.

Obviously.

Yin Kui Zhenren went to Xuanxiao Mountain with a do-or-die attitude, so he did not bring any treasures with him.

but.

The reason he pretended to be captured by Yin Kui Zhenren and taken to the far west was to have a legitimate reason to enter the far west.

Before leaving the system's training room after condensing his golden core, he refreshed the intelligence and already knew that Yin Kui Zhenren was lurking nearby.

He was using a counter-strategy.

He had other things to do once he entered the far west.

First, he wanted to take this opportunity to bring Master Yu and Fu Molan back to the Great Zhou.

Secondly, we must find an opportunity to kill Master Yun and Abbess Qiuyue, especially Master Yun, who has repeatedly plotted to kill us. We must get rid of him.

Third, Yin Kui Zhenren's place hides a treasure that would be of great help to him.

"What exactly is in this elixir bottle?"

A spell was cast into the bottle.

The ban has been lifted.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful sense of life rushed towards us.

Fu Changsheng's eyes lit up:
"This is... the Solid Source Mystic Water!"

The Solidifying Source Mystic Water is specifically used to consolidate the realm of a newly formed Golden Core. A single drop is extremely rare, originating from the far west, where only one drop is produced every few hundred years. This Yin Puppet Old Ghost clearly prepared it for after successfully possessing another body.
"It gives me an advantage!"

This Guyuan Xuanshui has arrived at just the right time.

The treasure of Yin Kui Zhenren is hidden here. Since it can't escape anyway, he should consolidate his cultivation level first.

Fu Changsheng stood up.

His consciousness swept away.

He discovered that Yin Kui Zhenren's cave was more complex than he had imagined. The walls were covered with ancient runes that glowed with a faint blue light under the dim spirit stone lamps.

After breaking through the golden elixir.

His divine sense was already approaching that of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, but even he could not penetrate the cave's restrictions. Moreover, he learned from the memories of the Yin Puppet Old Ghost that in order to securely seize the body, the old ghost had set up a formation outside the cave that could shield Nascent Soul True Monarchs from prying into his eyes.

It can be described as extremely secretive.

It is clearly an excellent place for seclusion.

but.

To be conservative.

Fu Changsheng, with a thought, directly entered the Five Elements Space, his divine sense landing on the panel in his sea of ​​consciousness:
"Open the training room"

hum!
The panel vibrated.

A large amount of yellow light surged.

Followed by.

Fu Changsheng then appeared in the central pavilion of the lotus pond.

Firstly, he wanted to shorten the time, since Master Yu and Mo Lan were currently being pursued by Granny Yinhua.

Secondly, no place is safer than the system's training room.

"Just to be on the safe side, we should test that drop of Solid Source Mystic Water first."

After experiencing Li Wanhu's underhanded tricks regarding the Taiyi Qi, he became even more cautious.

A thought.

The Mirror of Misfortune floated in front of him, its surface gleaming with a cool, clear light.

A spell was cast in.

hum!
The mirror reflected the origin of that drop of Solid Source Mystic Water—a pure, azure liquid in which countless tiny golden specks could be faintly seen flowing, like an inverted galaxy, without the slightest impurity or malevolent energy.

"It truly is top-grade Solidifying Profound Water."

He nodded slightly, and with a light tap of his fingertip, the drop of mysterious water flew into the air and landed between his eyebrows.

"boom--!"

The moment the Xuan Shui entered his body, Fu Changsheng trembled violently.

In Dantian.

The grayish-white chaotic golden core trembled suddenly, and fine cracks appeared on its surface. The mysterious water transformed into thousands of golden streams, surging along the meridians and completely enveloping the golden core.

The magical power, which had been somewhat weak due to the breakthrough, now felt like it had received a timely rain.

The cracks on the surface of the golden elixir healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the grayish-white elixir gradually developed a warm, jade-like luster. On the elixir wall, the nine chaotic lightning patterns became increasingly clear, each pattern seemingly carrying the movement of lightning.

"May the Azure Emperor live forever, and enjoy eternal spring!"

Fu Changsheng formed hand seals, fully activating the "Azure Emperor's Longevity Technique." Within his dantian, magical power surged like the tide, each cycle making the golden core more solid. The chaotic energy, originally scattered throughout his limbs and bones, was now drawn by the power of the Xuan Water, flowing like rivers into the sea, all converging into the golden core.

Strange phenomena suddenly occurred within the Purple Palace.

The once hazy sea of ​​the soul is now churning with towering waves.

Above the sea of ​​consciousness, the illusory soul figure that looked exactly like Fu Changsheng was solidifying at a speed visible to the naked eye. The chaotic energy surrounding the illusory figure gradually transformed into a gray-white robe, embroidered with patterns of the sun, moon, and stars.

The most astonishing change occurred between the eyebrows of the soul—

A mark identical to the Chaos Golden Core slowly emerged.

The moment the mark took shape, the entire Purple Mansion shone brightly. Those fragments of memory that had been drifting on the edge of the Sea of ​​Consciousness returned to their nests like swallows returning to their nests, all merging into the Divine Soul.

“Clatter—”

The illusory sound of chains echoed in Fu Changsheng's Purple Mansion. Fu Changsheng "saw" that deep within his soul, nine illusory chains were faintly visible.

"Is this... the manifestation of the foundation of the Tao?"

This is completely different from other Golden Core cultivators.

Outside, his physical body was also undergoing astonishing changes.

Beneath his skin, chaotic lightning flickered, and every inch of his flesh radiated boundless vitality. His once jet-black hair now had a few strands that had turned gray, with starlight shimmering at the ends. Most peculiar were his eyes—his left eye was as still as an ancient well, while his right eye pulsated with lightning, as if containing the chaotic scene of the beginning of heaven and earth.

"Crack!"

A soft sound came from within his body. The Chaos Golden Core had finally stabilized completely, forming nine patterns, its radiance subdued. The flow of magical power was now completely unimpeded.

Only now has he truly stepped into the Golden Core realm!
He slowly opened his eyes, and a tangible glint of light flashed in the quiet room. With every movement, his magical power flowed effortlessly, without the slightest hesitation.

"As expected of the Guyuan Xuanshui (Solid Source Mysterious Water)."

Fu Changsheng felt the surging power within his body, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

At this moment, his magical power was more than ten times stronger than when he was in his nascent stage. What was even more remarkable was that the Azure Emperor's Longevity Technique and the Chaos Golden Core had perfectly merged, and his magical power contained both the energies of life and death, which was truly unprecedented.

With a thought, a wisp of grayish-white magical power appeared at his fingertips.

This magical power appears peaceful, but in reality, it contains two diametrically opposed forces: destruction and rebirth. If an ordinary early-stage Golden Core cultivator were to come into contact with it, their Dao foundation would likely crumble in an instant!
"It's time."

Fu Changsheng stood up, his eyes flashing with cold light.

With his cultivation consolidated, it's time to settle old scores—Master Yun, Abbess Qiuyue, and that Granny Yinhua, Li Wanhu won't escape any of them!
Just now.

He suddenly sensed a tremor in his sea of ​​consciousness:
"This is."

Fu Changsheng's eyes lit up.

It seems that after he broke through to the Golden Core stage, the Five Elements space in his sea of ​​consciousness also changed.

A thought.

He quickly dashed out of the system's training room.

Qingxi Town, in the far west
After being kicked out of the family pharmacy, Zhao San couldn't sleep well for several days. Whenever he closed his eyes, the elegant and refined face of Miss Yu Lanlan would appear before him—her slightly furrowed willow-leaf eyebrows, her lips pursed like cherry blossom petals, and the faint fragrance that wafted from her hair as she turned around.

"She's just a medicine-selling girl, what's with the airs!"

Zhao San turned over and buried his face in the moldy pillow, but he couldn't shake off the burning sensation in his heart.

"San'er, get up and eat." A weak voice came from outside the door.

"Leave me alone!" Zhao San roared irritably, his frustration growing stronger as he heard footsteps staggering away outside the door. He'd lived as an orphan and widow for over a decade, and he was long tired of his mother's submissive manner. If only he could marry a beauty like Miss Yu...
Thinking of this, Zhao San sat up with a jolt, his eyes gleaming with greed. Just then, a deafening sound of gongs and drums came from outside the window.

"The Zhao family patriarch broke through to the Golden Core stage, and a month later he held a grand banquet, with people from all directions coming to offer their congratulations—"

Zhao San suddenly pushed open the window and saw Zhao family servants posting notices on the street.

He suddenly remembered something and quickly climbed over the wall and ransacked the house.

Afternoon.

Zhao San leaned back in a worn-out rattan chair, toying with a bronze-lustered token in his hand. It was the last relic left by his great-grandfather, which he had found under his mother's bed. The edges of the token were worn smooth, the front was engraved with the character "Zhao," and the back was decorated with intricate cloud patterns.

"Mother, do you think this thing can really get Old Zhao to help me?" Zhao San asked lazily, his eyes fixed on a few young women who had just walked past on the street corner outside the window.

Mother Zhao sighed, her hands continuing to mend with the needle and thread: "Your great-grandfather saved Old Master Zhao's life back then, and this token is a keepsake he left behind. But Third Son, that Miss Fu clearly doesn't fancy you, why bother?"

"What do you know!" Zhao San sat up abruptly, his fleshy face twitching. "That Yu Lanlan is just an orphan. Our ancestors included immortal masters; for her to marry into this family is a huge leap for her! Once the Zhao family patriarch's Golden Core celebration begins, I'll ask Elder Zhao to arrange the marriage. Let's see if she dares to refuse then!"

Zhao's mother hesitated, then finally just shook her head. Ever since her husband's early death, her son had become increasingly uncontrollable.

A month later, the Zhao family was brightly decorated, and almost all the cultivators in Qinglin City came to attend the Zhao family patriarch's Golden Core celebration. Zhao San wore a brocade robe that barely fit him, with the token hanging at his waist, and squeezed through the crowd.

"Make way! Make way!" He rudely pushed aside several low-level cultivators and finally found Old Zhao, who was resting with his eyes closed, in a side hall.

Old Zhao looked to be around sixty or seventy years old, with white hair and beard, but a ruddy complexion and a sharp glint in his eyes. On the table in front of him sat a pot of spiritual tea, its aroma wafting gently.

"Junior Zhao San pays respects to Senior Zhao." Zhao San rarely performed such a grand salute, but his large belly made him look somewhat comical.

Old Zhao slightly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the token at Zhao San's waist like lightning. His brows furrowed slightly: "A descendant of Zhao Mingyuan?"

"It is indeed my ancestor." Zhao San quickly took out the token and presented it with both hands. "My ancestor instructed me before his death that if I encounter any difficulties, I can bring this token to see Elder Zhao."

Old Zhao took the token, his fingertips gently tracing the patterns on it, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes. A hundred years ago, during the monster attack, if Zhao Mingyuan hadn't risked his life to save him, he would have perished long ago.

"Speak, what is it?" Old Zhao placed the token on the table, his tone indifferent.

Zhao San swallowed hard, his face plastered with a fawning smile: "This junior has taken a liking to Yu Lanlan of the South City Medical Clinic and wished to ask Elder Zhao to arrange a marriage. That girl is ungrateful and has rejected me several times."

"Just for this?" A hint of impatience flashed in Old Zhao's eyes. "Matters between men and women cannot be forced. Go back."

Zhao San panicked and knelt down with a thud: "Old Zhao! Yu Lanlan is just an ordinary woman. If it weren't for Master Yu of the martial arts school protecting her, I would have... Moreover, I heard that the young master of the county martial arts school also took a fancy to her and went to propose marriage a few days ago, but he was utterly defeated by Master Yu! That young master is a Xiantian martial artist!"

"Master Yu?" Old Zhao suddenly narrowed his eyes. "That man always has his wine gourd with him?"

"Exactly, exactly!" Zhao San nodded repeatedly. "That old drunkard looks slovenly, but his martial arts skills are incredibly strange!"

Old Zhao remained silent for a moment, then suddenly beckoned, and the token flew back into his palm: "I agree to this. Meet me at the South City Clinic tomorrow at noon."

Zhao San was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly, but he didn't see the glint in Old Zhao's eyes.

After Zhao San left, Old Zhao took out a communication jade slip from his sleeve, infused it with spiritual energy, and a line of small characters appeared on the slip: "Seeking an old man and a young girl. The old man is a heavy drinker and skilled in martial arts; the girl is sixteen or seventeen years old and has a crescent-shaped birthmark on her left shoulder. The reward will grant one wish to anyone who provides reliable information."

"Interesting." Old Zhao put away the jade slip, a cold smile playing on his lips. "If they really are the two people with the black market bounty, then at the same time settling the karmic debt, I'll also have the spiritual material I need to break through to the Purple Mansion realm."

The following day at noon, the "medical clinic" in the south of the city was at its peak. Fu Molan was seeing patients. She was dressed in simple coarse cloth, but it couldn't hide her elegant and refined temperament. Her long, black hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a few strands fell beside her fair neck, adding to her lively charm.

Just then, the clinic door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhao San strode in arrogantly, followed by Old Zhao with a gloomy face.

"Yu Lanlan! Hurry up and greet our distinguished guest!" Zhao San shouted loudly, drawing the attention of all the patients in the room.

Fu Molan frowned: "This is a clinic, not a tavern!"

Zhao San stared greedily at Yu Lanlan's pretty face, about to speak, when Old Zhao stepped forward, releasing a slight pressure from his Foundation Establishment stage cultivation: "Young lady, I've come today to arrange a marriage for my good-for-nothing junior."

When the people at the clinic saw the arrival of the immortal master, they dared not linger and hurriedly left the clinic, keeping their distance.

Fu Molan's expression remained unchanged, only her fingers tightened slightly: "Immortal Master is joking. Molan is still young and has no intention of getting married at the moment."

"Hmph!" Elder Zhao snorted coldly, his oppressive aura intensifying. "A mere mortal woman dares to refuse a cultivator's marriage proposal?"

Just as Fu Molan's forehead was beaded with sweat, a wine gourd suddenly appeared, blocking her path between her and Old Zhao.

"Oh dear, Immortal Master, what kind of skill is it to bully a young girl?" Master Yu swayed to his feet, his drunken expression returning. "If you want to drink, I'll keep you company, but marriage proposals? Forget about it!"

Old Zhao narrowed his eyes, carefully scrutinizing Master Yu: "You are Yu Dachuan? I heard you chased away the innate martial artist from the martial arts school a few days ago?"

Master Yu let out a burp and grinned, "That kid didn't know the rules and caused trouble in my clinic. I just gave him a little punishment."

Suddenly, Old Zhao struck out, delivering a palm strike to Master Yu's chest with lightning speed. Master Yu appeared to stagger backward, but in reality, he skillfully dodged the attack, using his wine gourd to block it with a muffled "bang."

"Impressive skills!" Old Zhao withdrew his palms and stood up, his eyes gleaming. "These 'Drunken Immortal Steps' and 'Gourd Block' are not techniques that can be learned through ordinary martial arts."

Master Yu's smile remained, but his eyes had turned cold: "Immortal Master, your judgment is excellent. However, isn't it rather disrespectful to make a move in my clinic?"

As the two confronted each other, Zhao San couldn't contain himself and reached out to grab Fu Molan: "Stop pretending to be so high and mighty! With Old Zhao here today, let's see who dares to stop me!"

A cold glint flashed in Fu Molan's eyes, and she glided away like a fish. At the same time, a silver needle as thin as a hair slid out from her sleeve and, with a whoosh, pierced through Zhao San's brow with swift and precise movements.

boom!
Zhao San fell straight to the ground, never knowing who he had offended until his death.

"this…"

Old Zhao's pupils contracted.

Such methods are beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.

These two are most likely the people the black market bounty posters are looking for.

The Purple Mansion is promising!

Old Zhao's heart raced, and he had already tucked a talisman into his sleeve.

"You've got a path to heaven, but you won't take it."

Master Yu sighed, knowing that they could not linger here any longer; Old Zhao had clearly come for the two of them.

Instantly.

A powerful aura suddenly erupted!
boom!
Old Zhao was struck as if by lightning, and his whole body flew backward.

"puff"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Old Zhao's spirit seemed to leap out of his skin.

The aura emanating from Master Yu was far stronger than the pressure from the clan leader's Golden Core stage. He scrambled to his feet and knelt down, begging for mercy.

"If I hadn't known it was a senior in person, I would have left immediately!"

Master Yu's smile vanished, his entire demeanor changing abruptly, all traces of drunkenness gone: "Since you've recognized me, then I cannot let you live."

"Senior, spare my life! I am a son of the Zhao family, a prestigious family of Golden Core cultivators. Please, for the sake of the clan leader, forgive me this time. I will leave immediately, and I will not divulge a single word of what happened today!"

"Too late," Master Yu said coldly, his right hand forming a hand seal, and complex array patterns suddenly lit up around the clinic. "From the moment you recognized us, you were destined never to leave this door."

Seeing this, Old Zhao suddenly tore open the talisman in his hand, and a golden light enveloped him: "Go!"

As the golden light shimmered, Old Zhao's figure gradually blurred.

Master Yu snorted coldly, waved his left hand, and the array shone brightly, forcefully interrupting the teleportation. Old Zhao spat out a mouthful of blood, staring in horror at the blood-red barrier that rose around him.

"The Blood Fiend Spirit-Locking Array?!"

Before he could finish speaking, Master Yu appeared in front of him and struck him on the top of the head with a palm.

(End of this chapter)