Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 878 Another Small World

"Perhaps it's not that the enemy is too weak, but that I am too strong right now."

With a narcissistic whisper, Ji An dispersed the magical power he was channeling into the Taibai Extinction Sword.

He summoned the Five Banners back to his side to re-establish the defensive domain, and then landed gleefully to begin collecting the spoils of war.

Ji An activated his object manipulation technique, first gathering the mangled, shattered bones of the corpse together, and then even collecting the blood-stained soil.

Afterward, he scraped off another layer of ground to collect the fragments of the bronze lamp, trying not to leave a trace.

"Two more Sumeru bags and Buddhist treasures have arrived. I wonder how much we've gained."

Ji An gathered the Sumeru bag into his sleeve, put the Buddhist treasures and other items into the Cave Void Stone, and then flew to the side of the Netherworld True Lord's corpse, where he obtained two more Cave Void Stones.

The corpse had a beige bag hanging from its waist; if I'm not mistaken, it was a body bag.

Just as he was about to collect the corpse, a black light appeared a hundred feet away, bowing respectfully.
"My Daoist name is Youming, and I am in charge of the Di Sha Sect in the Southern Continent. Please forgive my disheveled appearance."

The tiny figure, about a foot tall, bore a striking resemblance to the Netherworld True Lord.

In fact, he did not want to show himself. He was beaten badly by the two Buddhist monks and could only run away. The Buddhist monks could not even last a single round against the other party.

Although the opponent killed Shi Xiu, his physical body was destroyed and he was now only a nascent soul, which was like a delicious meal in the eyes of other nascent soul cultivators.

But he had his reasons for coming, and could only risk meeting her; otherwise, he would have to flee far away and think of another way.

Ji An was overjoyed, but maintained a calm expression, afraid of scaring the other person away by showing his excitement. He was now eager to know why the other person was being hunted down.

"I am Xuanqing, as I just mentioned, from the Golden Spirit Sect."

As he spoke, he released a wisp of the Five Elements Revolving Sutra.

Netherworld True Monarch's eyes widened; he never expected that such a powerful cultivator would emerge from the desolate land next door.

He took a step back discreetly and said cautiously:
“I have met your sect’s Fellow Daoist Chiyan several times. He even purchased several fourth-grade high-quality water-elemental spiritual items from me.”

The sight of a tiny figure, barely a foot tall, performing this action is both comical and heartbreaking.

Ji An put away the Five Directions Flags, leaving only the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag. He grasped the flagpole and gently waved it, saying kindly:
“Junior Brother Chiyan used all those spiritual items on this spiritual treasure. Haha, speaking of which, I should thank you for your help, fellow Daoist.”

Being fully armed will make the other party more wary and hinder communication.

Once the conversation started, the tense atmosphere between the two eased slightly, and Ji An took the opportunity to ask:
"I am somewhat puzzled. How did you come to have a grudge against these Buddhist cultivators?"

The black nascent soul sighed deeply and said with heavy sorrow:

"I have never had any enmity with the Buddhist cultivators. I first learned from secret channels that something had happened to the Shadowless Sect, and then overnight a large number of Buddhist cultivators surrounded the mountain gate and launched a fierce attack."

The Buddhist light emitted by the Buddhist cultivators has an additional destructive effect on the corpses of the sect disciples, so we can only rely on the mountain-protecting formation to defend ourselves to the death.”

After his disciples reported the changes at Wuying Sect, he immediately ordered the protective array of the mountain to be activated to its maximum capacity; otherwise, the mountain gate would have fallen much earlier if it had been attacked.

Ji An's eyes immediately turned serious as he asked:
"How many of those who participated in the attack on Shi Xiuzhong reached the Nascent Soul level?"

"There are at least fifty or sixty of them."

The Netherworld True Lord felt bitter. He had heard that a Buddhist force had appeared in the Central Continent, but he did not expect that a large number of Buddhist cultivators would launch a surprise attack on the Southern Continent.

If he wasn't mistaken, the Shadowless Sect had already fallen, which made him sigh with regret.

The two sects often clashed over the struggle for dominance in the Southern Continent. Unexpectedly, the two sects, which even the True Demon Tribulation could not defeat, were reduced to history by the attacks of the Buddhist cultivators.

The enemy was too strong. He only had his nascent soul left. Without the nourishment of his physical body and without any rare and precious materials to support and reside in, his nascent soul would slowly wither and die.

Given the current situation, both revenge and the continuation of the sect's legacy are just wishful thinking.

Ji An's mind raced with a thousand thoughts. The situation in the Southern Continent was too bizarre. Where did the Buddhist cultivators come from? Did the sects in the Central Continent know about the situation?
With the fall of the Nascent Soul forces in the Southern Continent, it will inevitably become the domain of Buddhist cultivators, and it is foreseeable that the future there will be one of venerating Buddhism and suppressing Taoism.

Will the Buddhist monks stop once they conquer the Southern Continent? In his view, they certainly won't; the Western Continent will also be in great danger.

While shocked, Ji An was also excited. After hundreds of years of hard work, his strength had been tested and refined, and now he was about to face new challenges.

If fighting these cultivators can kill some Nascent Soul level enemies, then the Gathering Yuan Tree in the Calabash World can be upgraded to the fourth-tier top-grade faster.

As long as he could confirm that the Golden Light of the Vertical Ground possessed an absolute speed advantage, he dared to charge in and out of the main force of the Buddhist monks three times.

Thinking of this, Ji An was eager to return home and no longer cared about transforming the Spirit-Severing Land to gain merit.

He looked at the black nascent soul in the distance and said in a deep voice:

"I must return to the sect as soon as possible to inform them of the changes in the Southern Continent. What are your plans, True Lord?"

The other person's physical body was obviously useless after being destroyed, so he planned to take it away and burn it as fertilizer.

The Netherworld True Lord's face was full of bitterness as he said:
"Now only the Nascent Soul stage remains, unable to survive in this world for long. The only option is to take a risk and be reborn."

His lifespan is already close to two thousand years, and he is currently only at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage. Whether he can break through to the late Nascent Soul stage in this life is still unknown, so he has long been prepared to be reincarnated.

Ji An nodded slightly, "In that case, I will borrow your remains. If you remember your past life in the future, you can come to the Golden Spirit Sect to find me, and I will definitely lend you a hand."

His words were merely polite; even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could not fathom the profound principles of reincarnation, and whether the other party had successfully reincarnated was unknown.

In Taoism, reincarnation is called "shedding tribulation." It involves dispersing one's vital energy and leaving only a pure true spirit, before going to that ethereal place. Legend has it that the journey is not smooth sailing and requires overcoming various hardships and dangers.

Even if he successfully reincarnates, whether he can unravel the mysteries of the womb is unknown; he was just making empty promises.

The Netherworld True Lord forced a smile. What could he say, and how dare he say anything?

The opponent's aura was like a vast ocean just now. Although he didn't know the opponent's exact level, he estimated that the opponent must be at least at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage.

The opponent may not be able to catch up with the Nascent Soul cultivator, but he has no power to stop them from doing whatever they want.

"This physical body is no longer of use to me; you may take it, True Lord, but..."
The reincarnation array I prepared is still on my body; please return it to me, fellow Daoist.

I hereby swear that I will only take the materials for the reincarnation array and nothing else.

If this vow is broken, reincarnation will surely fail.

After having the idea of ​​reincarnation, he left behind secret treasures in several desolate places in the Southern Continent.

If one can decipher the mystery of the womb, one can unlock the secret treasure, and the resources within will easily help one cultivate to the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

They had originally planned to build another secret repository to store the Nascent Soul Pill, but before they could take any action, they encountered the shocking tragedy of their sect being besieged, meaning they were destined to never obtain the Nascent Soul Pill.

“I have two Void Stones, one set in a thumb ring and the other in a ring. Fellow Daoist, you have no use for them, so please erase the magic imprint.”

As Ji An spoke, he tossed two Void Stones to the other person. His words were perfectly natural, because he was speaking the absolute truth.

If he were to be reincarnated, he would be unable to use these items. The other party would erase the magical imprint in the Void Stone, giving him two more Void Stones to use.

The Netherworld True Lord caught the ring and the thumb ring, and tentatively said:

“Fellow Daoist, if you erase my mark from the Void Stone, I will be useless. Do you understand what I mean?”

If he loses his last remaining function, he is likely to be harmed by the other party, so he wants a promise to guarantee his safety.

"I, Xuanqing, have made a solemn vow that as long as Fellow Daoist Youming treats me with sincerity, I will never harm him, and he may take away all the materials related to the reincarnation array."

If he is reincarnated and successfully deciphers the mystery of his birth and finds me, I am willing to take him as my disciple and provide him with resources to help him reach new heights.

If I break this vow, my cultivation will not advance an inch, and I will be unable to reincarnate and begin cultivating again.

This is equivalent to making a blank check, which he is happy to do. If the other party really succeeds in reincarnation and deciphers the mystery of the womb, it would be quite good to have a reborn Nascent Soul True Lord as his closed-door disciple.

The Netherworld True Lord's eyes lit up, and he said:
"If that day ever comes, how will I identify myself?"

Even if he unravels the mystery of the unborn child, he will still embark on the path of corpse refining, after all, he has lived like this for two thousand years in this life.

However, if one can become the disciple of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, even if it is only in name, one will receive many benefits.

Ji An pondered for a moment and said:

"A fellow Daoist asked someone to pass on a message to me: 'The nameless is the origin of heaven and earth; the named is the mother of all things.'"

Then I will summon you, and you will utter two more sentences: 'Therefore, one should always be without desire to observe its subtlety; one should always have desire to observe its manifestations.'

"That way, I'll know it's you."

There is no Tao Te Ching in this world, so this 'code' is unique.

The place he was in in his past life must have been a wondrous universe, otherwise there wouldn't have been a stone turtle that could transport him there. Many legends must have a basis in reality, but the truth has been buried in the sands of time, waiting to see the light of day again someday.

The Netherworld True Lord silently recited it several times, feeling that the words contained profound truths.

He bowed respectfully, erased the magical imprint from the Void Stone, sighed in despair, and then rode his spiritual light to Ji An, handing over the two Void Stones.

Ji An frowned slightly. "Didn't you want to take the materials for the magic array?"

"The materials are stored elsewhere."

The Netherworld True Lord looked at his physical body with a complex expression. After a moment of silence, he pointed to his neck and said in a low voice:

"The pendant around my neck is a miniature world."

His heart was bleeding. This was a small world he had obtained from Rotten Peach Mountain. He had originally thought that he could use it to soar to great heights, but he found that it was very difficult to cultivate it.

Now, having to hand over this small world to someone else, I feel a mix of emotions.

He also knew that even if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't take anything away from the nose of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

A thought flashed through Ji An's mind, reminding him of the night he had met the other person. However, he didn't say anything, but found and took off the pendant that the other person had mentioned.

A black stone the size of a pigeon's egg, dotted with a few moon-white spots, like stars adorning the night sky, is wrapped in a sparsely woven net of gold threads, turning it into a pendant.

He handed over the pendant, saying, "Go in and get your things, then come out."

It was impossible for him to go in with the other party.

The Netherworld True Lord took the pendant, and saw the moon-white spots light up before disappearing.

As he disappeared, the pendant fell, and the glint of light from the spots vanished as well.

A moment later, the nascent soul, about a foot long, reappeared, clutching a cloth bag in its hand. It patted the bag and said:

"The materials are inside. I want to complete my reincarnation as soon as possible. When that happens, I would like to ask the True Lord to protect me and arrange a place for mortals to gather."

Generally speaking, one should choose a densely populated place for reincarnation. Judging from the current situation, the war between the cultivators and immortal cultivators will inevitably break out soon, and it will be another great war that will sweep across the entire cultivation world.

No place is a pure land; places where ordinary people gather are actually safer.

“No problem,” Ji An replied.

He used his object manipulation technique to grab the World Stone in his hand. "Let me pack up, and we'll set off immediately. What are you going to do with that Taiyin Moon Corpse you've been cultivating?"

If the Taiyin Moon Corpse cannot be used by him, he will burn and purify it to use as fertilizer. Now everything looks like fertilizer to him.

“Fellow Daoist, this Taiyin Moon Corpse has been refined by me for over a thousand years, and its current cultivation level is equivalent to a Nascent Soul Level 4 cultivator.”

The Earthly Fiends possess secret techniques to control and refine corpses. I can transfer control to you, and you can then serve you in the future.

It is precisely because the secret technique can transfer control of the corpse refining that the foundation of the Earthly Fiend Sect will become stronger and stronger. As long as there is another thousand years, the Netherworld True Monarch will be able to refine the Taiyin Moon Corpse at the late Nascent Soul stage.

The tone of the Netherworld True Lord was tinged with melancholy, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the Taiyin Moon Corpse could represent his true self.

He activated a secret technique, and the Taiyin Moon Corpse slowly awoke, flying to its master's side, its icy chill spreading outwards.

On the surface, Moon Corpse appears to be a delicate female cultivator with snow-white skin, but she possesses extremely terrifying strength and resilience.

Its physical toughness is comparable to that of a body cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage, and its hands can tear apart a fourth-grade low-level defensive spiritual treasure.

The Taiyin Moon Corpse not only possesses monstrous strength, but can also absorb and expel moonlight to cleanse its body and corpse core, and can unleash water-based magic.

It had no unpleasant odor; instead, it gave people a refreshing feeling because it no longer devoured blood and used pure yin energy to enhance itself.

Ji An's eyes lit up, and he nodded:
"Okay, I accept your kind offer."

When the Five Sacred Mountains True Lords are not by his side, the Nascent Soul Level 4 Refined Corpse can help him handle many things.

The Netherworld True Lord hovered in the air at the same height as the corpse of Taiyin Yue, and placed his hand on the other's brow, beginning to remove the mark he had left behind.

About 15 minutes later, he lowered his voice and said:

"Fellow Daoist, I'll be done soon. Please imprint your magic mark on its sea of ​​consciousness as soon as possible."

"Ok."

(End of this chapter)