Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 757 Vajra Realm
Yun Nianrong's face was icy, and her voice was slightly cold:
"We have received a message from Lord Zhu that the spiritual vein grade of Falling Maple Valley has dropped, and the war will end within half a month."

When the time comes, the army will arrive here and begin its encirclement and annihilation of the Jinling Sect.

You have at most ten days to eradicate the surrounding cultivator factions completely.

As more and more true demons entered the cultivation world through the Demon Cave, the power of the Xuan Yin Sect gradually dwindled, and it slowly became a vassal of the true demon army.

Only cultivators at the Golden Core level and above are treated with courtesy; lower-level disciples are essentially expendable.

Now, Zhu Changhe has lost absolute control over the Xuan Yin Sect and has lost the title of 'Sect Leader'.

She glanced at Chen Xingzhou and felt a tightness in her chest. She had spent a lot of her life essence to prepare a backup plan, thinking it would be foolproof, but it turned out to be a waste of his time.

That's not all. Now that the opponent has cultivated the True Demon Technique provided by Morag, her foundation has been perfectly transformed, and her true combat power should surpass her current level.

The person who used to be subservient to her is now on equal footing with her, and she may have to rely on him in the future. Jealousy makes her restless and unable to eat or sleep.

Chen Xingzhou chuckled twice. "I know about this. Currently, there are only five powerful cultivator forces left within a thousand miles. We have plenty of time to wipe out one every two days."

His tone was somewhat flippant. Facing the cultivators he used to treat with utmost care, he no longer needed to be reserved. He was thoroughly enjoying his current state.

It feels so good to keep getting stronger. As for whether I'm still human or not, does it even matter?!

Once insurmountable forces groveled at his feet, turning to ashes in the flames, and he thoroughly enjoyed the outcome.

Only those with spiritual veins of rank two or higher are his targets; other smaller forces probably cannot defend against ten years of demonic energy invasion.

Yun Nianrong gently bit her upper lip. She was annoyed by the other party's smug and self-satisfied expression, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, after the mission is over, meet at Jiupan Mountain, two hundred miles east of the Golden Spirit Sect. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

There is a significant difference between True Demonic Techniques and Demonic Cultivation Techniques; True Demonic Techniques have a higher utilization rate of demonic energy.

She had discussed with Zhu Changhe whether it was necessary to change her cultivation method, but he vaguely told her that it was best not to change her cultivation method, without giving a specific reason.

At that time, she realized that there must be something wrong with the True Demonic Technique, or rather, that there would be problems if the inhabitants of the cultivation world practiced the True Demonic Technique.

After careful consideration, she finally understood that Han Shanyue was a descendant of demonic cultivators who migrated to the True Demon Realm after the last True Demon Calamity. However, these descendants practiced demonic cultivation techniques that had been continuously improved rather than the True Demon techniques that showed stronger effects. There must be a reason for this.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait. After breaking through the Golden Spirit Sect's protective formation, I would like to take charge of the Crimson Flame Peak area. I hope you can grant my request."

Chen Xingzhou spoke calmly, but a fierce glint appeared in his scarlet eyes.

If he had stayed on Crimson Flame Peak back then, with the ample supply of resources, his cultivation would have had a high chance of breaking through to the Chaoyuan stage. This matter has haunted him for many years.

Now that his cultivation has greatly improved, he wants to revisit the old place and have a 'deep and friendly' exchange with the Golden Spirit Sect cultivator he only met once.

Yun Nianrong raised an eyebrow slightly, "As you wish, I will direct the attack of your army towards the northwest of the Golden Spirit Sect, where it is closest to Crimson Flame Peak."

She had surveyed the area for years, and the attack plan was devised by her; it was perfectly capable of meeting this small request.

She knew the approximate location of the mountains within the Golden Spirit Sect.

"Thank you, but I have another question. Fellow Daoist has been surveying this place for many years. How long do you think it will take us to conquer this place?"

"It will probably take more than five years."

"Why did it take so long? From the decision to attack Falling Maple Valley to the mobilization of the army and the capture of it, it only took less than a year."

Yun Nianrong frowned slightly and explained:
"After actual surveying and attack, I discovered that the spiritual veins of the Golden Spirit Sect were actually at the third-tier top-grade level."

The spiritual energy gathered by a spiritual vein of this grade is of high quality, and the total amount will exceed everyone's expectations.

Based on this, the protective array built upon it can withstand attacks from Nascent Soul level cultivators for an extended period. As soon as our attacks cease, the array will quickly recover from any damage.

She remembered that when she was still a rogue cultivator, the spiritual veins of the Golden Spirit Sect had just broken through to the third-grade low level. No one could have predicted that in just over three hundred years, the spiritual veins here would have transformed into the third-grade high level.

It's important to understand that improving the grade of a spiritual vein is far more difficult than improving a cultivator's cultivation level, requiring an enormous amount of resources.

If these resources were converted into pills, they could potentially create several Nascent Soul cultivators!

Chen Xingzhou exclaimed in astonishment, "How is this possible?"

When he moved into Crimson Flame Peak, the main spiritual vein of the Golden Spirit Sect was only of the second-tier lower grade. How could it be so fast?
If the Golden Spirit Sect had so many resources to upgrade the grade of the spiritual veins, they should have done so long ago.

'Could it be that some hidden resource has been discovered?'

Once the idea took hold, it spread like wildfire. He recalled the periodic eruptions of Crimson Flame Peak and instinctively felt that the problem lay with Crimson Flame Peak.

It's normal for resources to gush out during a volcanic eruption, but a normal eruption only yields a very small amount of spiritual items, or none at all.

If there's a treasure vault beneath Crimson Flame Peak, then all of this makes sense.

Chen Xingzhou felt a sudden sense of clarity before him; high-level resources in the cultivation world, after being corrupted by demonic energy, were highly sought after in the True Demon Realm.

If he can plunder a large amount of resources, he will be able to gain a firm foothold in the True Demon Realm in the future.

Yun Nianrong sighed softly, "Nothing is impossible, that's just the way it is."

Chen Xingzhou's eyes darted around a few times. "The Golden Spirit Sect got lucky for some reason, but it's not a big problem. They're useless without a powerful magic array."

"Fellow Daoist Yun, you must have attacked their protective mountain formation, right?"

Yun Nianrong nodded slightly, "I ambushed them when the Golden Spirit Sect disciples were out clearing out low-level True Demons, but I felt that the attack was not very effective against the magic array."

"I'll give it a try after I finish the task."

The world of gourds.

On the open ground, the power of Qi and blood within Ji An's body surged like a mighty river, constantly washing over his muscles and bones.

He was covered in sweat, which dripped down like a flowing stream, and his body occasionally flashed with lightning.

Every tension and contraction of a muscle group is like the transformation of yin and yang, a harmonious and natural balance of tension and relaxation.

A special rhythm spread outward from the depths of his heart, and the blurry road ahead gradually became clear before his eyes. He now understood how to use the power of Yin and Yang to interpret the Immovable King Technique.

The veins of the Five Elements Divine Palace lit up simultaneously, the light gradually dimmed, and then shone brightly once more.

It goes on and on, like a cycle of fate.

The nascent soul in the Moon Palace stood up and teleported outside the palace, casting a spell to release the stored magical power into golden Qi.

Qi surges from the upper dantian, merging into the flowing blood, muscles and bones, and bone marrow.

A moment later, electric light burst from the surface of his bones and spread throughout his body. His muscles, which had been taut during his exercise, contracted again. His body was like that of an ordinary person who had not eaten for many days. In an instant, he became so thin that he looked like a skeleton.

At that moment, the blood flow in his body momentarily stopped, followed by a rapid relaxation of his muscles. Ji An's appearance returned to normal, but his mind and body were drawn to other things.

In this extremely short time, all the bone marrow transformed into a silvery-white color, flashing with electric light, like viscous lava.

My heart pounded a few times, and the last trace of crimson in my blood turned golden.

That wasn't all; a drop of silver marrow precipitated from the bones and entered the middle dantian along the immortal meridian.

The golden blood also flowed back into the immortal meridians, gathering in the middle dantian. The golden liquid wrapped the silver marrow, and its volume rapidly expanded, soon swelling to the size of a head.

Ji An had no control over any of this; it was all just his body's instinctive reaction.

Blood no longer flowed into the immortal veins, and the vein patterns on the surface of the Five Elements Divine Palace shimmered with light, with five rays of light connecting and entering the middle dantian.

The molten gold, having expanded to its maximum extent, quickly solidified, shrinking in size until it transformed into a thumb-sized golden dodecahedral crystal with a warm, lustrous sheen like fine jade.

Skin, muscles, fascia, and bones quietly undergo transformation. Ji An gently clenches his fist, and an endless sense of power fills his entire body.

The Immovable King Technique under his hands underwent a complete transformation. The crystal in his middle dantian was a product of the convergence of the power of the five elements and the power of qi and blood, and it was actually somewhat similar to the qi and blood relics of the Golden Core realm in the technique.

Ji An slowly finished his practice, a smile appearing on his face.

Although he still doesn't understand why the cultivation technique has mutated, he has now truly advanced to the Nascent Soul stage of physical cultivation, and the Immovable King Technique has officially entered the Vajra realm.

Body refinement is like refining a treasure; after a period of time, the body will be rapidly transformed, and its defense will be so strong that it will reach the level of a defensive spiritual treasure.

"On this joyous occasion, we should have a delicious meal to celebrate."

Ji An laughed loudly a few times, flew to the sky above the lava lake, released the powerful spiritual pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and used the Fire Control Technique to leap into the crimson lake.

Moments later, waves several meters high splashed up from the edge of the lava lake before quickly returning to calm.

Ji An flew out of the lake, carrying a red-gold carp that was more than six feet long in his hand.

This is a demonic fish at the Golden Core stage. After eating this lava lake, there are still two Golden Core stage Crimson Gold Carp left.

In the past ten years, three spirit fish at the Golden Core level have appeared in the small world: two Crimson Gold Carp and one Precious Dragon Fish.

The crimson carp's scales shimmered with a crystalline luster, and the fish's body twitched reflexively, as it had ingested a mental roar.

The demon fish's soul was severely damaged and there was no possibility of recovery. Nor did it need to recover; it was already the main character of today's banquet.

Ji An landed on the shore, skillfully scraped off the scales, removed the internal organs and threw them into the lava lake, and then used special methods to separate the fish meat from the bones.

Waves surged across the lake, and the Crimson Gold Carp seized the opportunity to strengthen itself, as devouring the corpses of high-level demonic beasts could accelerate their growth.

The reason he took action personally was because the puppets, such as A-Yun, were not capable of dealing with demonic beasts at the Golden Core level.

He carefully collected the scales; they were excellent materials for crafting a third-tier defensive magic weapon.

These scales had no fishy smell whatsoever and shimmered with a metallic luster.

The fire-elemental demon beast gave birth to the purest metal-elemental materials, which is truly a marvel of nature.

Ji An picked some hibiscus leaves and added them when cooking the fire-elemental demon beast. This not only made the food taste delicious but also helped to better bring out the spiritual energy in the beast meat.

He rode the clouds to the center of the small world and laughed:

"The fish head is stewed, the fish meat is grilled, and the fish tail is braised. This is a spirit fish at the Golden Core level. Pay attention to the heat when cooking it."

Slaughter another musk calf; I want to eat roasted dairy cow.

"Let's have more spiritual vegetables; this time we'll drink fourth-grade, low-level Bodhi wine."

After the fourth-order Bodhi tree bore fruit, the puppet concocted fruit wine, which had a light and lingering flavor. It would certainly be a good match for the staple food made by the fire-elemental demon beast.

Ayun smiled and nodded, then immediately began directing the puppets to get busy.

Ji An sat in a rattan chair under the Juyuan tree, enjoying a rare moment of leisure.

Half an hour later, the puppets placed various spiritual foods on the table. He picked up a piece of grilled fish with his emerald green bamboo chopsticks and put it in his mouth. It melted in his mouth.

The sweetness of honey and the freshness of fish burst in your mouth, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

"Hmm, not bad, this is the most delicious grilled fish I've ever eaten."

He tapped the bowl and plate with a rather smug look on his face. The bamboo chopsticks were made of third-grade low-level Qingling bamboo, and they made a clear, ethereal sound when they landed on the bowl and plate.

Ah Yun, who was serving behind him, smiled broadly, her eyes becoming more lively.

Ji An raised his wine glass, the Bodhi wine reflecting his face clearly like a crystal-clear jade.

He gently shook the wine, causing ripples to spread. As the wine entered his throat, a unique cool and refreshing sensation spread, making him feel refreshed all over.

It was like a cool breeze blowing in the sweltering summer, indescribably wonderful.

After a hearty meal, Ji An left the small world and exited the cave.

It was the hour of Xu (7-9 PM), and there was a hazy halo in the sky because the moonlight could not penetrate the demonic energy.

As time goes by, the thick demonic energy will accumulate to a thickness of several hundred feet, and to refine the essence of the sun and moon, one must fly to a height of several thousand feet.

As he frowned in thought, ripples suddenly appeared in the sky, caused by the attack on the mountain-protecting formation and the resulting shock to the time barrier.

Judging from the momentum of the attack, the enemy was at the Nascent Soul level.

"Listen up, everyone! I am Chen Xingzhou, the patriarch of the Chen clan of Puyun Mountain. The blood debt of the Jinling Sect for annihilating the Chen clan has come to be repaid."

Enjoy the last moments of your lives. When the mountain-protecting formation is breached, I will make you wail for forty-nine days before you die.

Haha, your wails will be the best proof of my wild power!

The arrogant and domineering voice spread down from the sky, clearly audible for miles around.

'Are they trying to lure me out for a fight by being so blatant?'

Ji An narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them.

Distant memories resurfaced in his mind; he recalled the past, the coercion he suffered at Ningcui Cliff by the Chen clan, and the pursuit he endured outside Chiyan Peak.
Ji An gritted his teeth but did not take any further action. He was unaware of the true situation outside, and the Flame Banner was not with him. He felt that it was a trap set by the enemy against him.

What he didn't know was that his performance in the battle at Yuanhe Mountain was so amazing that both the True Demons and the Xuan Yin Sect believed that the cultivator who killed Han Shanyue came from another continent.

(End of this chapter)