Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 452 The Death of Yang Wu
'By the Dao Ancestor, am I being asked to do good deeds?'

Ji An frowned; he hadn't expected that what he had originally wanted to avoid would come to pass.

Upon seeing that the newcomer was a cultivator he had met once before, Zhu Mingli, in a final burst of energy, shouted:
"Run! Use escape techniques to get away!"

Before he could finish speaking, a bright yellow aura illuminated the cave.

Yang Wu laughed lightly:
"Isn't it fast enough for me to activate the Earth-Touching Steel Talisman?"

He looked with interest at the two monks: one a desperate, homeless dog, the other a pitiful prey who had walked right into a trap.

Zhu Mingli sighed sadly. The fire elemental energy in the cave had now dissipated, making it unsuitable to use fire escape techniques. He could only escape using earth escape techniques, and there was no hope left.

In his view, there would be more innocent people shedding their blood here.

He had originally hoped that the other party would escape, which might provide clues for his master.

Yang Wu spoke casually, but his muscles were tense and he was on high alert. The scars on his face and body constantly reminded him that he must not let his guard down, even if the enemy was still alive.

His magical artifact appeared on his arm, and he stared intently at the prey that had walked right into his trap. The moment the prey showed even the slightest hint of fear in its eyes would be the moment he attacked.

Ji An quietly observed the enemy, whose magical weapon resembled a round shield with a bladed edge, similar in design to Liu Yu's Fiery Golden Wheel.

However, this is a purely metal artifact, with a rough tiger head relief on its surface.

The apricot-yellow flag of the Wuji clan hovered above his head, enveloping him in a yellow aura.

He was less than ten feet away from the enemy; for a body cultivator, two steps were enough to get close.

“Hehe,” Ji An chuckled softly, reaching out to beckon with his finger.

He had never fought against a body cultivator before, and he was looking forward to seeing what kind of sparks would fly in this battle. As long as the enemy was not a Golden Core cultivator, he had no fear.

"Hehe," Yang Wu laughed, the scars on his cheeks like writhing centipedes. It wasn't that he hadn't encountered provocative enemies, but these enemies all became his spoils of war.

His cave stone contained a necklace made of various creature skulls, a testament to his bravery.

"In all these years, no cultivator of the same level has ever been mine."

He didn't finish his sentence, but took a step forward, leaving afterimages as he charged forward like a fired bullet.

Halfway through the charge, he swung his arm in a wide arc and unleashed his blade shield. The magical weapon would strike the enemy in the first round, while he would pause half a step to observe the enemy's reaction before launching a second attack.

When many people first see his magical artifact, they subconsciously ignore the blade on the edge of the shield and assume it is a defensive artifact. Little do they know that with his physical strength, he has no need for a defensive artifact!
Zhu Mingli closed his eyes. He had experienced the enemy's strength firsthand, and once he was in close combat, there was no chance of turning the tide.

The round shield transformed into a streak of light, or a sharp sword piercing through the darkness, and instantly reached him.

Ji An neither dodged nor avoided the attack, his gaze remaining fixed on Yang Wu.

The apricot-yellow flag of the Wuji era fluttered with thousands of golden flowers, and the yellow aura transformed into boundless yellow sand that spun rapidly.

The blade shield pierced through the golden flowers, plunged into the "sea of ​​sand," and finally came to a stop in front of him.

Zhu Mingli didn't hear the expected shockwave, so he opened his eyes and saw that the enemy's attack had been blocked by the defensive magic weapon. Hope was rekindled in his heart.

'So he's a cultivator primarily focused on defense. If we can deplete enough of the enemy's vital energy, there might be a chance of escaping.'

With his junior sister dead, the soul lamp in the Silvermoon City Lord's Mansion must have gone out. Perhaps his master already knows that something has changed.

He opened his mouth to warn the enemy about their methods, but found that he couldn't make a sound. His heart sank to the bottom once again.

"So you have a tortoise shell, huh? No wonder you're so confident. Who are you betting on to last the longest?"

Yang Wu deliberately burst into laughter. If the enemy's only reliance was on defensive magical artifacts, he would show them what ruthlessness truly meant!

"I'm betting I'll hold on until the end."

Ji An smiled, his voice gentle and warm.

Gambling? Only an idiot would gamble. His reliance is on third-tier attack talismans and talisman treasures.

Unless it's a Golden Core cultivator, what does he have to fear!
At this moment, he was already secretly holding a talisman in his hand, just in case, even though he felt he wouldn't need it at all.

"A top-grade spiritual artifact. Judging from the spiritual light it emits, it has been refined for many years. No wonder it is so arrogant."

Okay, let me weigh you.

Yang Wu glanced at Zhu Mingli, who was barely holding on, with the look of someone looking at a dead man, and then circulated his internal energy.

The tattoos on his body glowed with spiritual light, and the surging power of his blood and qi condensed into a blood-red tiger head phantom behind him.

"Roar!"

The tiger roars through the mountains, carrying with it endless arrogance and madness.

At the same time, he stepped forward again.

The tiger's roar has the effect of intimidating the soul, and he was able to successfully ambush Zhu Mingli because of this secret technique.

Although it could only intimidate the enemy for a moment, it was enough for him.

With his abilities, one battle is enough to unleash three secret techniques.

As the tiger roared, Ji An felt ripples in his mind. He saw the enemy charging fiercely towards him, his fists radiating red spiritual light, both iron-blooded and eerie.

Upon hearing the whistling sound, Zhu Mingli turned pale and collapsed to the ground, unable to support himself any longer.

The sudden attack on the soul was indeed unexpected by Ji An, but for a cultivator with a strong soul foundation, who regularly drinks Jade Dew Golden Tooth Tea and is nourished by a soul-nourishing wooden artifact, its effect was truly limited.

He only felt a slight stinging sensation in his mind, which did not affect his fighting rhythm.

Seeing the enemy rushing towards him, Ji An slightly opened his mouth and released an invisible mental roar.

Yang Wu felt as if someone had struck the back of his head with a heavy hammer. His vision went black and the sky was filled with stars, and his momentum came to an abrupt halt.

'not good! '

He was startled and realized something was wrong. His body, which had been tempered and refined, was not afraid of magical attacks, but it was powerless against attacks on the soul.

The Flaming Banner flew out from the dantian and instantly transformed into a crimson-gold phoenix.

As the hissing sound rang out, Ji An manipulated the Gengjin Spirit-Slaying Sword, its three-foot silver blade concealing its spiritual light, hiding all its sharpness and killing intent.

Yang Wu first felt a sharp pain in his head, then heard a whooshing sound, and then boundless darkness engulfed his consciousness.

Ji An watched as the spirit sword pierced the enemy's left temple and flew out from the other side, leaving a deep hole in the rock wall with undiminished momentum.

This spell has never disappointed him when facing enemies of the same level.

He turned to look at Zhu Mingli, and his heart skipped a beat. He saw the other man leaning against the rock wall, staring blankly in his direction.

Is it dead?

He activated the Gengjin Spirit-Slaying Sword again, and after a flash of light, the two-inch-long spiritual energy flying sword pierced into the rock wall, grazing Zhu Mingli's neck.

Ji An saw that the other person's eyes and muscles had not changed at all, and his chest was no longer rising and falling, so he was obviously dead.

He shook his head in astonishment. The other party was a disciple of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, and it was hard to explain why he had died here.

He couldn't afford to incur the wrath of a Golden Core cultivator. Making a quick decision, Ji An collected the Void Stones, storage bags, and other items carried by the two people lying on the ground, and then put the corpses into the Void Realm.

"What the hell is going on?!"

Ji An cursed and used Earth Escape Technique to leave as quickly as possible.

When they arrived on the surface, the sun was setting, and the distant snow seemed to be stained with blood, reflecting an eerie red glow.

He flew away on a cloud in the opposite direction from Silvermoon City. At this moment, he was glad that he had taken all his possessions with him when he left Silvermoon City. Now, the only loss he would suffer was half a year's rent for his cave dwelling and the deposit of spirit stones.

Ji An flew more than a hundred miles away and immediately summoned the Flame Banner, which made him fly even faster by controlling the magical artifact.

He took out a map of the far north to roughly confirm his current location, then adjusted his direction and flew away frantically.

As the sun sets and the moon rises in the east, its gentle light illuminates the white snow, evoking a sense of melancholy.

“What bad luck!”

Ji An cursed bitterly. If he hadn't encountered the mess that followed, he would be enjoying a good meal and drinks at the biggest restaurant in Silvermoon City right now, instead of having to endure the hardships of traveling through wind and frost.

After flying for about two more hours, Ji An vaguely saw a hill.

He landed, but now he was disoriented, so it was best to rest before continuing his journey.

Finding a sheltered spot, he used his telekinesis to create a snow house, and then summoned a golden-winged bird puppet, a golden-haired creature, and a blue-water turtle.

"You are responsible for keeping watch at night. Wake me up if there is any unusual activity."

"Squeak," the golden retriever responded, shaking its fluffy fur as it came to one side of the house.

The blue water turtle moved to the other side, while the golden-winged bird circled above the house.

Ji An crawled into the snow house, immediately sat down cross-legged, and focused his mind on the stone tortoise.

"Enter the world of gourds."

The next instant, he stepped onto the yellow earth, feeling a moment of relief.

But Ji An knew that time was precious, so he threw all the spoils he had acquired passively on the ground. There was no time to slowly examine his gains.

He then released the Fire Coral from its spirit-sealing spell; the spell, now at its peak, could be used for six hours.

He rode a cloud to the crimson territory of the fire-elemental plants, hastily planted the fire coral near the lava, and then released the Zhurong Divine Fire Spell.

As the sea of ​​fire, manifested by the power of Dharma, enveloped the area, Ji An left the gourd world.

He established a spiritual connection with the golden retriever and learned that nothing unusual had been found. He then began to circulate the Five Elements Wheel Sutra to restore his magical power.

Silent all night.

As dawn broke the next day, Ji An put his tamed beast into his spirit beast pouch, determined his direction, and embarked on his journey once more.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Ji An landed by the river, where there was a small market town.

Despite the freezing weather, the river did not freeze; this is the Nulan River, the most famous river in the north.

He asked someone:
"Excuse me, where is this place? How do I get to Red Rock Immortal City?"

Red Rock Immortal City is adjacent to the Black Mist Mountain Range, which contains several large mines. The metal element is abundant in the mountains, making it a recommended area for understanding the principle of metal generating water.

The cultivator being questioned was only in the early Foundation Establishment stage. Sensing the surging magical power fluctuations like a vast ocean, he immediately replied with a grin:

“Senior, if you continue north along the Nulan River for about three thousand miles, you will see the Red Rock Immortal City.”

Ji An nodded slightly and asked again:

Do you have any places here where you can rent out cave dwellings for a short period of time?

Having traveled over 20,000 li without stopping, enduring wind and rain and sleeping in the open, he was now exhausted and needed a good rest before entering Red Rock Immortal City in renewed vigor.

"Yes, senior, walk along this street to the end and you will find a Mingde Building. You can rent a cave dwelling there."

However, the spiritual vein here is of low grade, and it may not satisfy you, senior.

This is just a first-grade top-quality spiritual vein, which has no appeal to high-level cultivators.

Ji An took out a few spirit stones and handed them to the other party, smiling:
"I'll give it to you. I'm only staying temporarily; I'll leave in a few days."

He continued along the street and easily rented a cave dwelling.

Ji An took the beasts out of the spirit beast bag, fed them some spirit-feeding pills, and then sat down cross-legged, focusing his mind on his dantian and connecting with the stone tortoise.

Enter the world of gourds.

Upon entering the small world, the first thing he did was fly to the lava river in the Crimson Territory to check on the fire coral.

When he discovered that the roots of the spiritual plant had grown vigorously, he nodded in satisfaction.

Similar to bamboo, fire coral will be cultivated in large areas here in just a few years.

At that time, the fire-type planting area will be able to upgrade the grade of the spirit field more quickly.

Through years of observation, it has been found that when the grade of a single spiritual field is improved, the grades of the other spiritual fields can be improved even more quickly.

Ji An began casting a spell on the spiritual field, then exited the gourd world, lay down, and fell into a deep sleep, as sleep could accelerate the recovery of his consciousness.

Three days later, Ji An woke up again.

He connected with the stone tortoise and entered the gourd world, where he had ample time to process his spoils.

Ji An took out the jade bottle containing the liquid from Taiyin Yue's corpse, held his breath, examined it, and shook his head slightly.

He had a total of three Void Stone artifacts and eight storage bags, but the remaining Moon Corpse Liquid could only corrode two Void Stones.

He stroked his chin and finally decided to corrode the Void Stone carried by the enemy and Zhu Mingli's Void Stone.

Ji An first carefully corroded the enemy's Void Stone with Moon Corpse Liquid. As corpses scattered in the space, there were also a small number of spirit stones, first-grade top-quality magic artifacts, and second-grade low-quality spirit artifacts.

He couldn't help but grit his teeth; there were actually six cultivator corpses inside, plus the two in the void space, meaning he had to burn eight corpses.

Because they were both human cultivators, Ji An did not want to feed these corpses to his beast tamers, in order to avoid unpredictable changes.

After taking everything out of the space, Ji An corroded Zhu Mingli's Void Stone with the liquid from the Moon Corpse, and then sorted his spoils into categories.

After tidying up the contents of the Void Stone, he spent nearly half an hour erasing the magical imprints in the storage bag one by one.

Ji An took stock of all the resources and exclaimed:
"No wonder Dang Jie is addicted to cultivation. If I could get such gains often, I would be very tempted too!"

Among these spoils of war were eight high-grade spirit stones, several mid-grade and low-grade spirit stones, two top-grade spirit artifacts, two low-grade spirit artifacts, and five top-grade magic artifacts.

There are also various fire-elemental spiritual items, ranging from top-grade first-tier to top-grade second-tier.

Ji An packed the categorized resources into the virtual space, preparing to sell them after arriving in Red Rock City.

(End of this chapter)