Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

Chapter 504 The Leisurely Nangong Yehua

Meanwhile, deep within an ancient and dense forest in the Land of Wind, Nangong Yehua was enjoying a rare moment of leisure alone.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the treetops, dappling his slightly tired yet resolute face and casting a warm, golden glow upon him.

All around, there is the unique tranquility and harmony of the forest, with birdsong and insect chirps weaving together to create a melodious natural symphony, allowing one's soul to relax like never before.

Beside him, a wild boar, roasted to a golden brown and crispy perfection, lay quietly by the fire, emitting an enticing aroma.

This wild boar was personally captured and carefully cooked by Nangong Yehua. The skin was roasted until golden brown and crispy, while the meat inside remained tender and juicy.

Every bite was an ultimate temptation for the taste buds. He picked up a sharp dagger.

Gently slice open the wild boar's skin, and the aroma of hot meat, along with the rich fragrance of meat, instantly fills the air, making your mouth water.

Nangong Yehua did not rush to enjoy the delicious meal. Instead, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if she wanted to absorb all of this gift from nature into her heart and soul.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips, and began to savor the hard-won delicacy.

Every bite he chews is accompanied by his reflections on the future and his appreciation for the present. He knows that such moments won't come often, but he also believes that as long as you have a dream in your heart, you will find a way.

Nangong Yehua swallowed the last bite of wild boar meat with satisfaction, gently patted the dust off his hands, and his face was filled with an indescribable tranquility and contentment.

He stood up, his gaze piercing through the dense canopy of trees, looking towards the unknown and challenging sky in the distance.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, bathing him in a golden armor that seemed to cloak him in golden armor, foreshadowing the journey to come.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, letting the fresh air fill his chest, and then slowly opened them, his eyes flashing with determination and resolve.

Nangong Yehua knew that after a short rest, an even more arduous task awaited him.

He must get to the location of the Five-Tailed King as soon as possible.

He took out an exquisite longsword, its blade gleaming with a faint, cold light, as clear as autumn water.

This sword was not only his weapon, but also his companion, accompanying him through countless life-and-death trials.

Nangong Yehua gently swung his longsword, the tip pointing in the general direction of where the Five-Tailed King Mu was. That was his goal for this trip, and also the source of his belief.

With a clear whistle, Nangong Yehua's feet left the ground, and his figure lightly leaped into the air. He gripped his longsword tightly with both hands, and spiritual power surged within his body.

A faint blue halo immediately surrounded the sword. With a thought, the longsword seemed to come alive, transforming into a streak of light and carrying him swiftly into the distance.

Flying on his sword between the blue sky and white clouds, Nangong Yehua's figure was like an eagle soaring in the sky, free and agile.

He traversed the clouds, sometimes swooping down and skimming over valleys; sometimes soaring high and piercing the sky.

The wind whistled past his ears, causing his clothes to flutter, like a beautiful painting.

His expression was focused and resolute, his gaze sharp as if it could pierce through the clouds and look directly at the target ahead.

Chapter 505 What are you doing here? Aren't you here too?

Meanwhile, Madara Uchiha, having dealt with the Konoha ninja, did not linger. A barely perceptible sneer graced his cold, handsome face.

His hatred for Konoha burned like a raging fire, but at this moment, he was more concerned about the whereabouts of the Five-Tails, Kokuo.

He knew that the Five-Tails' power was crucial to his plan, so he had to get there as soon as possible to ensure everything went smoothly.

As Madara Uchiha quickened his pace, he traversed numerous mountains and dense forests, finally arriving at a secluded bamboo grove.

This bamboo forest is completely different from the hustle and bustle of the outside world. It is quiet and profound, like a secret place forgotten by time.

Madara Uchiha slowly stepped into the bamboo forest, each step so steady and powerful. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, constantly scanned the surroundings, searching for the Five-Tails, Kokuou.

However, just as Madara Uchiha was about to venture deeper into the bamboo forest, his senses suddenly detected a familiar yet unfamiliar aura.

This aura belonged neither to the Five-Tailed King Mu, nor to any creature in this bamboo forest.

Madara Uchiha felt a chill run down his spine, immediately stopped, turned around, and shot his gaze back like lightning.

At the same time, Nangong Yehua also noticed something unusual behind him.

He had already approached the area where the Five-Tailed King Mu was located, and was planning his next move when he suddenly felt a powerful sense of oppression coming from behind.

He turned around abruptly, and his eyes met those of Uchiha Madara.

The two were only a few meters apart, and their auras intertwined and collided in the air, creating an invisible tension.

"Nangong Yehua, what are you doing here?"

Madara Uchiha's voice was deep and hoarse, revealing an unquestionable authority.

His eyes were fixed on Nangong Yehua, as if he wanted to see right through him.

Nangong Yehua was slightly taken aback, but quickly regained her composure.

He was well aware of Madara Uchiha's strength and methods, and understood that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to him.

But he did not back down; instead, he met Madara Uchiha's gaze with composure.

"Uchiha Madara, that's the question I should be asking you. Why are you here? Are you also interested in the Five-Tails, Kokuoh?"

The conversation between the two was brief and direct, yet filled with tension. They were wary of each other, yet neither was willing to easily back down.

Madara Uchiha's lips curled into a cold smile. His eyes held both contempt for Nangong Yehua and anticipation for the upcoming battle.

“Nangong Yehua, we are both intelligent people. The power of the Five-Tailed King Mu is of vital importance to us.”

"But I must warn you, do not try to hinder my plans. Otherwise, the consequences will be unbearable for you."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yehua frowned slightly. He was well aware of Uchiha Madara's ambition and methods, and he also understood the gap in strength between himself and Madara.

But he did not give up because of this; instead, he became even more determined in his beliefs.

"Uchiha Madara, your ambition will only bring disaster to the ninja world. I will not let you succeed. No matter how powerful you are, I will do everything in my power to stop you."

Their conversation abruptly ended there. A tense and oppressive atmosphere filled the air, as if a fierce battle could erupt at any moment.

Madara Uchiha and Nangong Yehua locked eyes, their hostility and wariness reaching their peak.

However, at that moment, a sudden tremor broke the tranquility of the bamboo forest.

The aura of the Five-Tailed King Kokuou quietly appeared not far away. It seemed to sense the presence of the two and was slowly approaching.

Chapter 506: Deal with King Mu first, then distribute the spoils!

Nangong Yehua casually flicked his wrist and shouted, "Close the boxing ring!"

King Mu, who was slowly walking out, was instantly trapped.

As the dust settled and the bamboo leaves slowly drifted down, Nangong Yehua and Uchiha Madara simultaneously turned their gazes to the Five-Tails, Kokuou, who was bound within the halo.

King Mu's massive body appeared both majestic and helpless in the dim light, his eyes flashing with resentment and anger.

It seemed ready to break free of its restraints at any moment and unleash a raging storm once more.

Nangong Yehua gently brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, her eyes showing both the joy of victory and the caution towards the unknown challenges ahead.

He slowly took a few steps forward, his gaze fixed on the Five-Tails, Kokuoh, then turned to look at Uchiha Madara, his tone calm yet firm:

"Uchiha Madara, let's put aside our grudges for now. The power of the Five-Tails, Kokuo, should not be underestimated. If we fight amongst ourselves now, it will only give it an opportunity to take advantage."

"I think we should work together to deal with King Mu first, and then discuss the issue of ownership, what do you think?"

Nangong Yehua wore a faint smile, but behind that smile lay an undeniable determination.

His posture was upright, his clothes fluttering in the wind, like a clear stream in a bamboo forest, appearing both extraordinary and resilient like a warrior.

Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, his deep eyes seeming to see right through people.

He nodded slightly, his voice deep and strong:

“Nangong Yehua, your suggestion is reasonable. Although I, Uchiha Madara, act domineeringly, I am not unreasonable.”

"Since we share the same goal, cooperation is fine. But there's one thing I need to make clear: I'm determined to obtain the power of the Five-Tailed King, so you'd better be prepared."

As he spoke, Madara Uchiha slowly raised his right hand, and a black chakra gathered in his palm, a symbol of his power and his desire for victory.

However, at this moment, he did not choose to attack, but instead restrained his power, showing respect for Nangong Yehua and sincerity in cooperating.

Their conversation was brief yet powerful, with every word revealing their adherence to their respective positions and their shared commitment to common goals.

The surrounding bamboo forest seemed to become exceptionally quiet at this moment, as if even the wind held its breath, witnessing this extraordinary alliance.

Seeing this, Nangong Yehua smiled gently, a smile that contained both relief and anticipation.

He extended his palm upwards, signaling to Madara Uchiha that he could begin his operation.

Uchiha Dian nodded, and the two of them then launched a more intense offensive around the Five-Tails, Kokuou, from the left and right.

Their movements were tacit and coordinated, as if they had rehearsed countless times.

Using his agility and superb ninjutsu, Nangong Yehua constantly distracted the Five-Tails, Muwang.

He created openings for it; while Madara Uchiha, with his powerful chakra and unfathomable abilities, gradually strengthened his restraints on King Mu, making it difficult for him to escape.

With the combined efforts of the two, the struggles of the Five-Tailed King gradually became powerless, and its eyes, which were originally full of anger, gradually lost their luster.

In the bamboo forest, only their rapid breathing and the occasional rustling of bamboo leaves could be heard, creating a tense yet hopeful scene.

After a great deal of effort, the Five-Tailed King Kokuou was finally completely subdued.

Its massive body collapsed limply to the ground, its fiery fur now much dimmer.

Chapter 507 Immortal Technique: Yin Escape Thunder Style!

Nangong Yehua and Uchiha Madara exchanged a smile, a smile that reflected their mutual recognition of each other's abilities and their joy at their shared victory.

"Next, it's a matter of allocation."

Madara Uchiha broke the silence first. His tone remained calm, but his eyes revealed a desire for victory.

Nangong Yehua smiled slightly; he knew that the real contest had only just begun.

With the Five-Tails Kokuo successfully subdued, the atmosphere between Nangong Yehua and Uchiha Madara instantly shifted from comrades-in-arms fighting side by side to potential rivals.

The two stood beside King Mu's massive body, their eyes meeting, a subtle tension filling the air.

"How should King Mu be allocated?"

Nangong Yehua spoke first, his voice soft but revealing an undeniable determination.

He knew that the victory in this battle was not only a result of the desire for power, but also of the perseverance of his beliefs.

Madara Uchiha's lips curled into a playful smile. His eyes held both recognition of Nangong Yehua's strength and a hint of barely perceptible provocation.

"Nangong Yehua, a battle between us is inevitable. How about this: if you can withstand three of my moves without being defeated, the Five-Tailed Mu King will be yours."

His tone was full of confidence, as if victory was already assured.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yehua frowned slightly, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Uchiha Madara, are you really that arrogant?"

His voice carried a hint of mockery, but more so an anticipation for the challenges to come.

He knew that Madara Uchiha's strength was unfathomable, but he also had absolute confidence in his own abilities.

"Then come on!"

Nangong Yehua's words were concise and powerful. He moved slightly, already prepared to deal with Uchiha Madara's attack.

His eyes shone with a determined light, as if he could forge ahead no matter what difficulties he faced.

Seeing this, Madara Uchiha stopped talking. He swiftly formed hand seals, his chakra surging, and a powerful aura instantly spread out. Then, he let out a low shout:

"Immortal Technique: Yin Escape Thunder Sect!"

A thick bolt of lightning shot out from his palm, carrying a world-destroying force, heading straight for Nangong Yehua.

Faced with this sudden attack, Nangong Yehua did not back down.

His eyes snapped open, and his Sharingan instantly activated, its unique markings seemingly able to perceive the essence of all things in the world.

Asking for flowers

He simply raised his hand, and a void seemed to open in his palm. The incredibly powerful lightning bolt was easily absorbed into it and disappeared without a trace.

"What an impressive absorption ability of the Sharingan!"

Upon seeing this, Madara Uchiha couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He knew that Nangong Yehua's strength was far greater than what he had seen before, and that the battle to come would be even more intense.

Nangong Yehua smiled slightly, his Sharingan appearing even more mysterious and unpredictable under the reflection of lightning.

"Uchiha Madara, your strength is indeed well-deserved. But I will not hold back in the next two moves."