What does my ancestor's pregnancy have to do with me, a mere servant?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Huaiyue abruptly raised her head.

A distinct look of surprise and hesitation flashed in those cold, sharp eyes.

Her current cultivation level is at the early stage of Golden Core.

Although the foundation is weak, the Golden Elixir is still the Golden Elixir.

The gap between Golden Core cultivators and Foundation Establishment cultivators cannot be bridged in just a few words.

Moreover, she also cultivated the Thousand Evolutions Corpse Control Technique—although she was only at the minor completion stage, this technique itself is a top-tier secret method centered on enhancing the soul.

In terms of spiritual foundation, ordinary early-stage Golden Core cultivators are no match for her.

She was even confident that she could compete with a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator at the level of spiritual power.

How could she use such divine soul power to attack a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator?

"Master, my soul power is now at the level of the early Golden Core stage, combined with my cultivation of soul techniques... If I were to go all out..."

"Give it your all."

Jiang Huaiyue dared not disobey the order.

She took a deep breath.

The magical power aura of the early stage of the Golden Core realm around his body suddenly receded, like a receding tide.

At the same time, an invisible wave surged from between his brows.

Jiang Huaiyue's eyes were slightly closed. When she opened them again, a layer of cold killing intent filled her pupils.

A sharp spiritual force, like an arrow released from a bow, solidified as a needle, carrying the immense spiritual power of a Golden Core cultivator in the early stage, pierced straight towards Lin Yuan's brow.

Silently.

Just as that divine soul power was about to touch Lin Yuan's brow.

"boom--!"

A massive surge of divine soul power, like a bursting dam, erupted from Lin Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

It was like an ancient behemoth that had been sleeping in the abyss suddenly opening its eyes.

Jiang Huaiyue's spiritual power was like an icicle crashing into an iron mountain in the face of this power.

It fell apart on the spot.

However, Lin Yuan's spiritual power continued to decline.

He slammed his fist down on Jiang Huaiyue.

Jiang Huaiyue's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

She was as ridiculous as paper in the face of this power.

"Bang!"

Jiang Huaiyue's legs went weak, and she knelt down on one knee on the stone.

Arrogance shattered in those cold, sharp eyes. In their place lay shock.

She is in the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

She also studied the Thousand Evolutions Corpse Control Technique.

Her spiritual foundation is enough to make her stand out among cultivators of the same level.

But in front of the master.

It will fail if touched.

Then—

The terrifying sense of oppression receded like the tide.

Jiang Huaiyue was panting heavily. Cold sweat dripped down her jawline.

She slowly raised her head.

"Congratulations, Master. Your spiritual strength far surpasses that of Huaiyue."

Lin Yuan looked at Jiang Huaiyue kneeling on the ground and nodded slightly.

The nod was subtle, but a hint of satisfaction flashed deep in his eyes.

Jiang Huaiyue is a genuine early-stage Golden Core cultivator. She has also cultivated the Thousand Evolutions Corpse Control Technique, a soul-controlling secret technique at the minor completion stage.

If you put her outside and put her in a soul-battle arena among cultivators of the same level, she could fight from start to finish without even breaking a sweat.

But even a top-tier Divine Soul cultivator at the Golden Core level was utterly helpless in his presence.

This means that after the complete tempering from mastery to perfection of the Thousand Evolutions Corpse Control Technique, his current soul strength has steadily reached the level of the mid-stage Core Formation stage.

In terms of purity and toughness, it is even more domineering than ordinary mid-stage Core Formation cultivators.

Lin Yuan composed himself.

The touchstone test is complete.

Next, it's time to remove the thorns.

He closed his eyes again.

In the center of his mind, the dark red skull rune still floated there quietly.

"Senior Sister Wen, the tables have turned."

He directly spread out his divine sense, transforming it into an invisible, sky-covering giant hand, which grabbed the dark red skull mark from above.

"Buzz—!"

The skull rune shuddered violently, instantly bursting forth with a blinding red light.

Lin Yuan's giant hand of divine sense remained completely still. The counterattack of divine soul power struck the surface of the giant hand, only creating a faint ripple.

With a thought, Lin Yuan suddenly closed the invisible giant hand.

"Snap—!"

A very crisp cracking sound rang out in his mind.

The seemingly indestructible dark red skull rune suddenly cracked open with countless fissures. Then, with a loud "bang," the entire rune shattered into countless dark red fragments.

The counterattack of divine soul power lost its vessel, becoming a rootless tree, and was instantly strangled and swallowed by Lin Yuan's divine sense power.

Erasing the marks is only the first step.

What Lin Yuan wanted was control.

He simultaneously formed an extremely complex hand seal with both hands in the outside world.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, immense divine soul power transformed into countless fine threads, forcibly gathering the shattered dark red fragments together.

Count the breaths.

Under the terrifying pressure and reorganization, those fragments were reassembled.

A brand new skull mark slowly emerged in the center of his consciousness.

The shape was exactly the same as before, but the color had changed from dark red to a deep, dark blue.

This is no longer the chain that Wen Yuci uses to control Lin Yuan.

Instead, Lin Yuan restrained Wen Yuci's collar in the opposite direction.

……

at the same time.

Above Black Crow Mountain.

The cold wind was like a knife, and thick clouds obscured the moon.

A black streak of light rapidly pierced the air below the clouds, heading straight towards Black Crow Mountain.

Wen Yuci, dressed in a long black dress, stood amidst the swirling light. The night wind made her dress flutter loudly.

Her face was extremely pale, and a layer of frost had settled between her brows.

The two-week deadline has come to an end today.

The extreme yin and cold poison within her body had fully erupted. The violent, reverse-flowing cold energy in her meridians, like countless sharp ice blades, was slowly tearing apart her flesh and blood, frantically assaulting the last line of defense of her heart meridian.

If she doesn't get the Breakthrough Pill and the Soul Purification Pill tonight, she will surely die.

"Lin Yuan..."

Wen Yuci clenched her teeth, her eyes flashing with extremely dangerous killing intent.

If that brat dares to play tricks, or ruins the elixir, she will risk both of them to extract Lin Yuan's soul and stuff it into the soul banner.

The streaking light, like a shooting star, rapidly closed the distance to Black Crow Mountain.

The outline of the gray, barren mountain below is already visible.

Just then—

Wen Yuci's brow twitched suddenly, as if a rusty iron nail had been hammered into the top of her head.

"ah--!"

A bloodcurdling scream burst from her mouth.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, a raging storm arose.

The Soul Devouring Technique Mother Seal, which was bound to the origin of her soul, suddenly went out of control.

She wasn't forcibly erased by brute force; if she were erased, she would at most suffer minor injuries.

Instead, it was possessed by someone using reverse possession!

In that instant, Wen Yuci clearly felt that the core spiritual imprint within the Mother Seal was instantly crushed, and a strange, profound, and icy power of the soul poured in, directly seizing her soul's lifeline.

That power was actually on a higher level than hers!

"puff--"

Wen Yuci suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Wen Yuci rolled her eyes, and her consciousness instantly plunged into boundless darkness.

Her body, no longer supported by magic, plummeted straight down from a height of hundreds of feet, like a kite with a broken string.

Below was a dense, dark forest.

"Bang!"

"Click, click—!"

A series of loud snapping sounds echoed through the silent night sky.

With the force of her fall, Wen Yuci's body smashed through several layers of tree canopy.

finally.

"boom!"

She crashed heavily onto a patch of hard, moss-covered gravel.

The enormous impact created a shallow crater in the ground.

Wen Yuci lay quietly among the broken wood and branches at the bottom of the pit, like a broken marionette.

Her long black dress was torn in several places by splinters, revealing her pale skin.

She tilted her head slightly.

His eyes were tightly closed, and his breathing was extremely weak.

Black blood kept spilling from his mouth, dripping down his chin and staining the moss beneath him.

Consciousness teetered precariously in the abyss of darkness.