Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 304 My Immortal Weapon Valley, with its scheming and plotting, is incredibly powerful! (4000 words)

As the battle between Zhang Yuanzhu and Jin Peng came to an end, the Lord of Refining Corpse Mountain, who had been watching the entire battle, had a gloomy expression.

A chilling killing intent flickered in his murky eyes.

"Mountain Lord, that skeletal corpse, could it be..."

The elder of the Corpse Refining lineage spoke in a low voice, suppressing his anger.

On the island near the border, an attack occurred at the corpse-refining camp.

As an elder of the lineage, he naturally knew that what he initially thought was a difference in ideology among the Daoist cultivators was actually a scheme orchestrated by someone in secret.

"Junior brother, I can see it!"

The master of the Corpse Refining Cultivation ...

His body erupted with billowing corpse energy as he fought the demons while keeping an eye on the receding crimson shadow.

On the street, a beautiful figure wearing a pale yellow fur coat and a straw hat recalled the white skeleton that had stood with the bright moon overhead and mountains and rivers beneath its feet, her beautiful eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Things shouldn't have turned out this way!"

A soft sigh drifted away on the wind and vanished into the sky.

the other side.

Zhang Yuanzhu holds a measuring ruler and has a mountain seal on his head.

Wherever it passed, the heads of demons shattered and their bodies turned into minced meat.

Violent and tyrannical.

The cracks in the city wall were narrow, and not many demons managed to break into the ancient city; all of their combined strength was stopped by the human race.

There were no powerful demons who could stop the young man.

Time passed second by second, and the number of demons in front of him dwindled until they disappeared from sight.

His crimson robe was stained with blood, a long ruler hung at his waist, and he surveyed his surroundings, a knowing glint in his eyes.

"Are you done killing them?"

Three hours after the demons stormed into the ancient city, the demons inside were almost completely wiped out. The breach in the city wall was blocked by several Ning Sha True Persons, who repelled the attacking demons.

This attack by the demon race is about to come to an end.

Boom!

A deafening roar came from outside the city, and several figures rose from the center of the demon horde.

Some were shrouded in divine halos, some radiated sword energy, and some shone with dazzling golden light. Beneath several immortals lay a golden toad the size of a mountain, its body covered in wounds, paralyzed on the ground, lifeless.

Beside the golden toad, a silver toad stared hatefully at the group in the sky, its mouth open:

"Qua~"

With a croak, the silver toad snatched up the demon's corpse and sped away.

The horde of demons that had been relentlessly charging forward also retreated like the tide.

'it's over!'

Zhang Yuanzhu observed this scene and murmured to himself.

but
It seems that one of the True Immortals who went to slay the strange beast is missing.

The young man had a deep look in his eyes. He glanced outside the city and then walked towards his own camp.

Along the way, weeping and wailing could be heard from time to time, carrying a sense of sorrow, but they did not manage to dampen the joy of the demon race.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained silent and slowly walked to the Zhuoyang encampment.

Blood, remains, and shattered bones—traces of fierce fighting filled the encampment, and many areas had been razed to the ground.

Although the demons who stormed into the camp were killed at an extremely fast speed, many disciples still perished.

Many disciples collapsed in pools of blood, at a loss for what to do.

Call ~
The young man exhaled a breath of stale air.

This is cultivation, a path fraught with peril, where death and spiritual dissipation are ever-present possibilities. This applies to disciples of the lineage, and it applies to him as well.

"Yuanzhu, you're back!"

The three elderly men walked side by side and stopped in front of the young man.

Huo Lao looked the young man over and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other man was unharmed.

"It's good that you're back safe and sound."

Then, he looked at the heavily damaged camp and said softly:

"This attack by the demon race caused considerable losses to our sect, but compared to the other sects, we are much better off."

Zhang Yuanzhu lightly stroked the white ruler with his five fingers, then glanced at the three old men, including Huo Lao.

"Seniors, the Mountain Lord is alright."

"Zijing is unharmed. If he hadn't been entangled by the demon clan's powerful warriors when the city wall broke, the loss to the lineage would have been even smaller."

Huo Lao looked helpless and sighed.

"Just now, Zijing was summoned by the Sword Sect lineage, it seems there is something important."

"Is that so?"

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded, and after talking with the three elders for a while to confirm that everything was alright.

The Azure Phoenix Nuo Mask appeared on her face, layer upon layer of azure light, and her body radiated a rich vitality that spread outwards.

He strode forward, and layers of azure light spread outward, brushing against the bodies of the disciples of the Daoist lineage with each step of the young man.

The Azure Phoenix belongs to the element of wood. Its cry causes hundreds of flowers to bloom and all poisons to recede. Now, using the Azure Phoenix Nuo Mask as a guide and the Azure Jade Spirit Eyes as a technique, it is healing the injuries of many disciples.

Wherever the young man went, the wounds of the cultivators healed, and even their spirits were lifted.

After walking around the camp, he did not return to his residence, but instead concealed his Nuo mask and headed towards the center of the city.

We've slain quite a few demons this time, so we'll head to the city center to exchange them for some treasures.

According to the mountain lord, there are many treasures that can be exchanged, and they are extremely valuable.

He walked slowly, and as he approached the city center, the number of people around him gradually increased. Most of the cultivators had joy on their faces, clearly sharing similar thoughts with the young man.

After an unknown amount of time, a hundred-foot-tall stone tablet came into view.

The stone tablet is pure white, emitting a faint glow, and is covered with densely packed characters that flicker and change from time to time.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the ground, looked up, and gazed at the items that could be exchanged on the stone tablet.

Golden Core Formation: Can increase the chances of a peak Qi Condensation cultivator breaking through to the Golden Core realm! Cost~
Killing God Liquid: Can enhance the comprehension of laws by cultivators who have mastered the Qi Condensation stage! Price~
Wooden Phoenix Divine Elixir: Can enhance the comprehension of laws for cultivators who have mastered the Qi Condensation stage! Price~
Jade Yang Divine Liquid: Can enhance the comprehension of laws by cultivators who have reached the Qi Condensation stage! Price~
The young man fell silent for a moment, and after a long while, he sighed softly.

"What a grand vision! They've managed to display all these things and offer a way to exchange them."

He didn't know what the three divine liquids were, but he did know what the Golden Core Pill was. It was a pill similar to the Foundation Establishment Pill, which could increase the chance of breaking through to the Golden Core Realm.

The divine liquid ranked below the Golden Core must be a rare treasure.

Although he couldn't see the price to pay, the things mentioned above, as long as there was a way to obtain them, were enough to drive people crazy and make them fight with all their might.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, observing the information about various treasures to broaden his experience.

After a moment, he spoke to the stone tablet:
"Check your battle achievements~"

As the words fell, a beam of light burst forth from the stone tablet, hovering before them and engraving words upon it.

'Slayed one Foundation Establishment Level 7 demonic beast, one Foundation Establishment Level 6 demonic beast, and three Foundation Establishment Level 5 demonic beasts.'

'Three hundred and twenty-one battle merits.'

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes darkened. The stone tablet could indeed monitor the fighting taking place in the city. It seemed that he would have to set up more formations in the courtyard when he returned.

The young man scanned his surroundings and saw that each cultivator had a light screen floating in front of them, but he couldn't make out the contents of the screen.

So next, it's time to think about what you need.

Boost your combat power!

Surviving this battle between humans and transgender people is the most important thing.

First, one must increase one's cultivation level and strengthen one's physical body; second, one must acquire treasures and secret artifacts; and finally, one must increase one's spiritual awareness.

Zhang Yuanzhu searched for targets in turn based on these three demands, his brows gradually furrowing.

For him, pills that increase cultivation level are better than nothing, while treasures that can improve cultivation speed often cost over a thousand battle merits.

The same applies to treasures that enhance the physical body; they are simply not something that can be obtained now.

The young man looked helpless and had no choice but to settle for second best.

He gazed at the spiritual items that could be exchanged on the stone tablet and fell into deep thought.

After an unknown amount of time, as the crowd gradually thinned out, he finally spoke:
"The corpse of a ninth-level Foundation Establishment demon beast, and a cultivation manual on lightning attribute for Foundation Establishment cultivators."

The remains of a ninth-level Foundation Establishment demon beast yielded two hundred battle merits; the insights gained from the lightning attribute cultivation method earned another one hundred battle merits, which just barely used up all the battle merits from this battle.

The stone tablet trembled slightly, and two beams of light shone forth, hovering in front of the young man.

Zhang Yuanzhu gazed at the remains of the demon beast and the ancient jade slip before him, then thoughtfully glanced at the stone tablet.

'Are all the treasures stored directly inside the stone tablet?' His eyes were deep and vast, like the starry sky, captivating all who looked upon them, and many thoughts welled up in his mind.

The young man observed the stone tablet for a while longer.

He turned and walked towards the Taoist sect's headquarters.

At this moment, the night had long since receded, and the sun hung high in the sky, casting rays of golden light.

He was draped in golden light as he entered the encampment and arrived at the mansion.

A figure in front of the gate instantly caught his attention.

"Mountain Lord, you're back!"

Chen Zijing nodded, his expression grave, but the smile in his eyes was impossible to hide.

"The Sword Sect Master summoned all the lineages and lineages, which took some time, and he did not return immediately to arrange the lineage."

He paused, glanced around, and looking at the relatively peaceful encampment, chuckled softly:

"But it seems you did a good job!"

"It's just a matter of course, nothing more."

Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head.

He gently stroked the long ruler, asking with some curiosity:

"Is there something you need to discuss with the Sword Sect's Dao lineage?"

At this moment, Chen Zijing's solemn expression could no longer be maintained, and it turned into a smile.

"The Paper Doll Dao Lineage, that old fellow has fallen!"

"A True Person at the peak of the Qi Condensation stage was killed by a strange beast!"

Zhang Yuanzhu's pupils contracted slightly. A being with a profound Daoist foundation had died just like that.

Despite overwhelming the minority, they were still managed to kill one of the beasts, and they failed to eliminate both of the strange beasts.

He didn't know how to explain it for a moment—whether the beasts were too strong, the humans too weak, or something else entirely.

But if the human race were weak, how could they have driven the demon race here, preventing them from advancing an inch for thousands of years?

"Was that person from the Paper Doll Dao Clan really killed by a strange beast?"

Zhang Yuanzhu spoke softly, his voice carrying an inexplicable emotion.

The mountain lord frowned, his eyes filled with thought.

The young man continued speaking without stopping:
"Mountain Lord, do not forget those lineages that 'shout out' for the greater good several years ago."

"Since we're making sacrifices, there must be a purpose."

His voice was calm, as if he had guessed something, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

"The sects are truly adept at playing tricks; aren't they worried about overplaying their hand?"

Chen Zijing remained silent, his smile fading as he turned to look in the direction of the Sword Sect's headquarters.

"It's all just speculation. Regardless of what happens to the sect, we should just sit back and watch."

The various sects are scheming and making their own plans; it's not something they can interfere with.

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded; he naturally understood this principle.

Moreover, he was quite pleased that the paper doll Dao lineage master had perished, but he hoped they wouldn't all die out so that he could personally take action later, which would be even more satisfying.

The two stood in front of the door and exchanged a few more words.

Chen Zijing then stepped away.

In front of the mansion, only Zhang Yuanzhu stood there.

He stepped forward, pushed open the door, and entered the courtyard.

A array of discs flew out from his arms and spread all around.

Soon, several arrays to conceal detection were set up.

Zhang Yuanzhu took out a futon, sat down cross-legged, and his eyes were intense.

The border situation is unpredictable, with various parties scheming and plotting. Being in such a place where the winds of change are blowing is truly...
interesting!

With a gentle wave of his hand, one demon corpse after another appeared.

However, given this situation, strengthening combat power and continuously increasing its strength is what he needs to accomplish most.

His gaze swept over the ruins scattered throughout the courtyard, finally settling on the corpse of the Golden Roc demon and the corpse of the three-headed lion demon (obtained from the stone tablet).

The White Bone Corpse Demon was quite powerful, and he planned to forge several more to enhance his own combat strength.

The materials were ready: the remains of the two strongest demonic beasts.

Without further hesitation, he raised his arms and clasped his hands together.

boom!
Blood flames erupted from the Golden Roc's body, its feathers fell away and landed on the ground.

Skin, flesh, and internal organs dissolved simultaneously, converging towards the bones throughout the body, transforming into streaks of blood-red veins.

Eerie and mysterious.

The hand seals shifted, disregarding any potential, focusing all efforts on strengthening the power within the bones, making them even more solid.

As time passed, the blood flames burned fiercely, scorching the bones. The blood-red patterns gradually faded, and the white bone demon was about to take shape.

Zhang Yuanzhu abruptly stopped his incantation, his brows furrowed, and he muttered to himself:

"A combat strength barely reaching the sixth level of Foundation Establishment isn't of much help."

Possessing the combat power of the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, and with the extraordinary bloodline of the Golden Roc, the demonic corpse is enormous, a full hundred meters long.

Using a seventh-level Foundation Establishment demon corpse to refine a corpse with the combat power of a sixth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator, one can be considered an absolutely astonishing genius in the art of corpse refining.

Unfortunately, it’s not enough!
Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes flickered as he looked at the various wreckage on the ground, having already made his decision.

Either fail and create a worthless corpse; or succeed and further enhance the combat power of the Golden Roc Corpse Refining Technique.

His palms suddenly clasped together.

bang~ bang~ bang~
Besides the three-headed lion, the remains of various demonic beasts on the ground exploded all at once, turning into streams of blood that converged towards the golden roc's skeleton.

In an instant, the Golden Roc's bones trembled violently, and the hidden blood-red patterns reappeared, becoming chaotic and disordered.

As time passed, the demon's remains on the ground vanished, and the blood dried up.

On the skeleton of the Golden Roc, tiny cracks appeared one after another.

"Success!"

Zhang Yuanzhu slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

It almost failed, but fortunately it was eventually successfully refined.

His eyes were sharp as he carefully examined the enormous skeletal remains.

With a thought, the cracks in his bones disappeared, and his hundred-meter-tall skeleton rapidly shrank, transforming into a bead.

The young man reached out his palm, took the bead, and sensed the aura emanating from it.

It can be used to conquer those at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment!
He placed the Golden Roc Bone Bead aside and turned his gaze to the three-headed lion.

Zhang Yuanzhu's face showed a hint of dissatisfaction. This demon corpse at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage had had a lot of its essence and blood drained away, and its eyeballs and heart had been removed.

It can no longer be called a complete demon corpse.

It's barely enough!
He formed hand seals and began refining the corpse once more.

Following the same steps, blood flames rise, and flesh and blood merge.

As time passed, the creation of the three-headed lion proceeded smoothly.

Soon, a white bone bead floated in front of him.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed their strength briefly and quickly estimated their approximate combat power.

Seven layers of foundation!

"Not bad!"

The young people laughed.

In the blink of an eye, the Golden Roc Bone Bead on the ground and the Human Bone Bead at his waist floated up.

Three similar-looking beads, like white jade stones, reflect each other and shimmer with brilliance.

Zhang Yuanzhu grasped the broken flying sword out of thin air, and it appeared.

boom!
Crimson-gold flames were generated, the broken sword melted, and turned into thin threads that strung together the three bone beads, forming a bracelet.

The young man extended his hand and put the pendant on his wrist.

He withdrew his hand and held it in front of his eyes. A pure white light shone, illuminating the young man's face.

Handsome, resolute, and sacred!

(End of this chapter)