Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 229 Essence
The Art of Crossing the Origin!
As the incantation was activated, the true essence within Zhu Ju's body immediately transformed into a torrent of pure energy that surged into Yue Xi's body, helping him suppress the abnormality in his body.

"Um……"

Yuexi's body trembled slightly, he let out a muffled groan, his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and his breathing gradually became steady.

"Thank you, senior, for your help."

He didn't open his eyes, but weakly uttered a sentence and continued to circulate the magic to break through to the Divine Treasury.

The path to becoming a Martial Saint is one of continuous advancement with no turning back. Only by seizing the opportunity and opening the divine treasure can one find a smooth path; otherwise, death is inevitable.

Now that we have a wise mentor to help us, we must not miss this opportunity.

"Hiss..."

Wisps of white smoke emanated from Yuexi's pores, like silken threads, enveloping him completely.

Before long, it turned into a giant cocoon.

Time passes little by little.

It felt like several hours had passed, or perhaps several days.

"Crack!"

A crack appeared in the cocoon, and through the crack, one could see a scarlet eye filled with anger and resentment.

"National Master..."

"rat!"

"what!"

With a roar, the cocoon suddenly shrank inward, transforming into pure primordial energy that was devoured by the figure inside.

Inside the cocoon, Yuexi had transformed into a monster!

Its body was covered with fish-like scales, its eyes were vertical pupils, its hands and feet had turned into sharp claws, and its face was like a white moth.

"Flying Moon Gu!"

Zhu Ju's expression changed slightly:

"It is said that the Southern Barbarian National Preceptor has four Moth Gu by his side, each of which has the strength of a Divine Martial Saint."

"Is it possible..."

"Is this how it all came about?"

Yuexi, who was stationed at the barbarian residence, was the second disciple of Gongdu, the national teacher of the Southern Barbarians, and also the only person from Qi.

The cultivation technique he practiced was called "The True Technique of Ten Thousand Poisons".

"Unexpected!"

"This Southern Barbarian National Preceptor not only tampered with Yuexi's cultivation techniques, but even the method for breaking through was a trap."

Zhu Ju gently shook his head:

"Could it be that those who are not of our kind are necessarily of different minds?"

Yue Xi encountered problems at the very beginning of his breakthrough, which was obviously due to an error in his cultivation method. Fortunately, he was able to suppress it with the help of Zhu Ju's power.

even so.

They still couldn't escape their fate.

The Butterfly Transformation Technique is not a secret method for breaking through to the Divine Realm, but an evil technique that turns people into Gu poison.

Zhu Ju was involved in almost the entire process of Yuexi's breakthrough, so he was very clear about what happened.

All poisons reversed, and the Gu heart sprouted.

The 'Butterfly Transformation Technique' activated the Gu worms hidden within the Myriad Poisons True Body, and the myriad Gu worms rushed straight for the head.

The current Yuexi is no longer himself, but a monster whose brain has been eaten by Gu worms and whose body has been taken over.

On his deathbed, Yuexi finally understood what had happened, which is why he let out a roar of resentment.

"Hiss..."

The nearly two-meter-tall moth-like creature hissed as it flicked its tongue, its scarlet eyes fixed intently on Zhu Ju.

"Although I did not witness the birth of a Divine Treasure Martial Saint, the same goes for Gu worms at the Martial Saint level."

Zhu Ju snapped out of his daze and waved to the other person:

"Come!"

"Let me test your quality."

"Shh!"

Before he could finish speaking, a blurry image suddenly appeared in his eyes, followed by a fist coming straight at him.

The extreme speed caused the air to cavitate.

"boom!"

A sonic boom followed the punch.

"Snapped!"

Zhu Ju raised his hand, unleashing a burst of palm force that collided with the incoming fist.

A tremendous force surged through his palm, like a wildly spinning drill, causing him to lean back slightly with difficulty.

"it is good!"

"The body of a Martial Saint is indeed stronger than that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but that alone is nothing special."

The strength of Dao Foundation cultivators lies in their ability to manipulate the primordial energy of heaven and earth, and to make their thoughts follow the laws; their physical bodies are not their forte.

"hiss!"

The moth-like creature let out a shriek and swooped down again.

This time, the speed was even faster than before, leaving behind afterimages and countless sharp claws covering an area of ​​several feet.

All of a sudden.

All that could be seen were numerous white claw shadows, obscuring the vermilion dwelling inside.

"Snapped!"

"Peng..."

Zhu Ju used his hand as a knife, the blade flashing and bursting with sword intent, tearing apart the attacking claws and fangs.

It even made a cut on the moth gu, creating a deep gash.

Although the Moth Gu possesses the body of a Martial Saint, it clearly lacks the fighting spirit of a Martial Saint, relying entirely on instinct in its battles.

In this respect, he is far inferior to Zhu Ju.

"poison!"

He took a step back, looked at his slightly bluish hands, and circulated his true energy to expel the poison.

"Its entire body is poisonous, and it can even affect cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage. Ordinary people would probably die upon contact, and even Martial Saints would not dare to be careless."

"what?"

Zhu Ju raised an eyebrow, his face showing surprise as if he had discovered something strange:

"Your injuries are healing so quickly!"

He used his hand as a knife to cut the moth worm, and the wound was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it was back to normal.

"The essence refers to the vital energy, which can restore the physical body and provide a continuous source of power for the Divine Treasure Martial Saint."

"Shh!"

Before he could finish speaking, the moth gu attacked again.

"Peng!"

"Crackling..."

In a short time, the moth gu had adapted to the body and launched a frenzied attack on Zhu Ju.

It is like a tireless beast, with its claws, sharp teeth, shoulders, and elbows all being deadly weapons.

Each strike could kill a second-grade grandmaster.

One breath,
Capable of unleashing a hundred attacks!

"Peng!"

Zhu Ju took a step back, his breathing becoming more rapid, but his eyes grew brighter and brighter:
"it is good!"

"Once the essence and spirit are activated, even shattered internal organs can be restored, and physical strength becomes limitless."

"He won't die unless his head is cut off."

"Absolutely terrifying!"

"Shh!"

With a thought, the Horizontal and Vertical Blade, nurtured in his dantian, flashed out.

Immortal Demon Slayer!
"Ding……"

The Moth Gu darted away, leaving behind a broken claw in the arena, and a hint of fear finally appeared in its scarlet eyes.

It picked up the broken claw from the ground, pressed it against the broken part, and kept squeaking and making strange noises.

"Severed limbs cannot regenerate, but they can be reattached."

Watching the monstrous claws writhe and rapidly join together, Zhu Ju couldn't help but sigh:
"If we go any further, wouldn't we be able to be reborn from a drop of blood? This is a method used by Nascent Soul cultivators."

Nascent Soul cultivators have already cultivated their primordial spirit. As long as the primordial spirit is undying, the person will not die and can be reborn from a drop of blood.

Although the Moth Gu has not reached this level, it is still extremely terrifying.

With unlimited vital energy, terrifying recovery speed, and a powerful physique, he can easily crush a first-grade grandmaster.

In addition, it possesses a strange poison...

"As expected of the national advisor who single-handedly protected the entire Southern Barbarian region, Master Du truly lives up to his reputation."

Even Zhu Ju wouldn't be very confident facing a four-headed moth gu and a national teacher who seemed to be at the Vajra Realm.

"Squeak..."

The moth-like creature screamed repeatedly and frantically retreated, only to find that it could not escape the room no matter what it did.

It was as if an invisible force had trapped it in place. "Heh..."

Zhu Ju chuckled:

“A beast is a beast; it doesn’t even look at what’s under its feet.”

The list of gods!
Even before he helped Yuexi suppress the energy within his body, he had already released the Investiture of the Gods to cover the entire room.

The array's power isolates the inside from the outside, so even if there's a huge commotion inside, no one outside will notice.

"Let me see where your limits are."

With his fingers forming a sword-like gesture, Zhu Ju suddenly unfurled a pair of wings from behind, and hundreds of feathers transformed into countless flying knives that slashed towards the Moth Gu.

"Pfft..."

"puff!"

In the blink of an eye, the moth gu was covered in wounds, and its injuries were healing at an astonishing speed.

"cut!"

The blade flashed and then slashed down fiercely.

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Zhu Ju stayed in the quiet room for three whole days, and at the same time, he tormented the moth gu for three days.

Lingchi!

Cut out the heart!

Dazzling!

……

He experimented with all sorts of cruel tortures on the Moth Gu in order to test the limits of its essence and spirit.

"The essence and spirit govern the vital essence."

"Once this divine treasure is opened, the essence of the physical body is almost inexhaustible. Unless it is beheaded, it is difficult to kill it with one blow."

"It's a perfect match with poison skills."

Looking at the minced meat beside him, Zhu Ju summarized the experiments of the past few days and then lit a flame with a flick of his finger.

Really hot!

"call!"

The flames burned, and flesh and blood turned to ashes.

"Yuexi's Ten Thousand Poisons True Skill should be able to achieve the Divine Treasure, but it lacks a key incantation. Without the incantation, even if he breaks through, he will be transformed into the Moth Gu."

"The Southern Barbarian National Preceptor possesses the incantation, which means he controls the advancement and life and death of his disciples."

"He probably teaches his disciples in order to cultivate more Moth Gu!"

…………

Baiyun Temple.

"master!"

"Master, you're back!"

A gentle breeze and a bright moon bounced and skipped over to greet us.

"Here you go." Zhu Ju smiled and took out some food from his satchel, distributing it to his two young apprentices.

"Don't fight, eat slowly."

"Yes."

The two accepted it with smiles:

"Thank you, Master."

Having received food, Qingfeng and Mingyue playfully went to the backyard.

"Guanzhu."

Huang Er, dragging his limping leg, bowed respectfully to Zhu Jugong.
“The palace officials came to the Taoist temple again yesterday.”

"Oh!" Zhu Ju frowned slightly.
"What is the purpose of his visit this time?"

"I'll borrow the money again." Huang Er's face was bitter.
He said that he and the abbot were both from Quguan County and should help each other. He was a little short of money recently and asked to use the temple's money to tide him over.

"Heh..." Zhu Ju strolled over to the statues of the Three Pure Ones, flicked his wrist to light incense sticks, and placed them in the incense burner:
"How many times?"

Didn't you tell him he wouldn't lend it to you?

"I already said so," Huang Er said.

He said he could keep the fact that there were corpses planted under the Taoist temple tree a secret from outsiders, so I didn't stop him.

"The silver in the donation box..."

“He took it all, about a thousand taels, of which eight hundred taels were the consultation fee given to the abbot when he went to the Marquis of Jinghai’s residence for a medical consultation last time.”

?

Zhu Ju stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the statues of the Three Pure Ones in front of him, as if he hadn't heard Huang Er's voice behind him.

After a long pause, he finally said:

"I understand. Next time you dispose of a body, you'll be more careful. If Gong Shi can find out, the Bad Guys will too."

"Yes." Huang Er nodded in shame.
"Old slave understands."

He wasn't very good at destroying evidence.

…………

Anlefang was the most famous den of iniquity among the 108 wards of Shenjing, with more than ten thousand taels of gold coming in and out every day.

Such astonishing wealth naturally attracted various powerful forces to occupy the area.

Mingyu Tower.

It is one of them.

It is said that the owner of Mingyu Tower is a woman of unparalleled beauty, with several divine martial arts masters serving her.

Whether this is true or false is unknown, and even whether the poster is male or female is very few people know, but it is common knowledge that Mingyu Tower has a profound foundation.

Even the street patrollers and guards have a cultivation level of Rank 3.

Gong Shi, reeking of alcohol and cracking melon seeds, arrived at a dungeon and threw the braised meat tied around his waist onto the table.

"Hey guys, this is on you." He waved his hand and laughed.
"We've had quite a good haul today, so please don't be shy."

"Brother Gong is so generous!"

"Got it!"

"..."

The dungeon guards chuckled as they unfolded the oil paper package and ate a few slices of braised meat with the nearby turbid wine.

"Where did you find such a good deal, Brother Gong?" a man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks asked with a smile.
"We brothers are all living a hard life, but you, Brother Gong, are the most carefree, and you can make a fortune every now and then."

"Haha..." one person laughed:
"You can't do that, Brother Gong knows important people."

"Noble?"

"Where is this important person from?"

"Don't ask anymore." Gong Shi grinned, lazily pulled over a chair and sat down, glancing back at the table.
"When are we going to move this guy? I prefer the bustling streets to the cold, lifeless dungeon."

"I don't know." One person shook their head.
"I heard that someone offered a high price to buy him, and they insisted on keeping him alive, saying they wanted to cut him into a thousand pieces."

"Hey..." Gong Shi curled his lip:
"A Grandmaster of the first rank has actually fallen to this state, so... never offend the wrong person."

"Crash..."

In the prison behind, a figure suddenly looked up.

The man was bound by thick chains, his collarbone was pierced by iron hooks, and his tattered clothes were covered in blood.

"What are you looking at?" Gong Shi's face darkened, and he grabbed the whip beside him and lashed it into the cell.

"Snapped!"

Another wound appeared on the figure in the prison cell.

"Hmph!" Gong Shi sneered as he stood up.
"I think you just need to be taught a lesson. A first-grade grandmaster has a powerful physical body. I wonder how many lashes I can take?"

"call……"

Just then, a gentle breeze blew by.

"what?"

One person looked up, a look of surprise on their face:

"Where does the wind come from?"

This is the dungeon of Mingyu Tower, heavily guarded. Not even flying insects can get in, and there is no wind.

"careful!"

"spread!"

A faint glimmer of light flashed by, and the people in the arena roared in unison, unaware of where the enemy came from.

"Crack!"

"Wow..."

A strong wind rose.

When the group came to their senses, the door to the underground prison had been opened at some point, and the prisoners inside were nowhere to be found.

"quick!"

"Quickly report to the Deputy Master, Wei Zhengping, the master of double-skill techniques, has been kidnapped!"

"Wait a moment!"

One person shouted:
"Palace power?"

He stepped closer and gently patted Gong Shi's shoulder, only to see a fine head slide off his neck.

The headless corpse swayed before collapsing to the ground.

(End of this chapter)