Chapter 783 - 450: Keep Playing the Music, Keep Dancing!

How could Duan Ruohai know that the reason Zou Feng and the others could dance madly for so long was fundamentally their appreciation for this art form? To put it plainly, people are always extra energetic when doing something they are interested in. Moreover, the poisonous gas permeating the Poison Domain was also a source of energy for Poison Cultivators like Zou Feng to replenish their stamina. Even Zhao Feixiong had adapted in advance to these poisonous gases that could make the body high.

This continued for a while longer until the power of the tens of thousands of Dharma Aspects was exhausted, scattering one by one. Soon, only Duan Ruohai’s Nascent Soul remained, still dancing madly with all its might. Zou Feng looked over and could clearly see that this guy had given up on saving himself. It seemed he intended to simply complete this final dance before thoroughly perishing...

Seeing this, Zou Feng was naturally happy to oblige him. Thus, he wasn’t in a hurry to take him down. Instead, he had everyone fly over and surround Duan Ruohai’s Nascent Soul to continue dancing. This wasn’t Zou Feng having a sudden burst of bleeding-heart compassion; he couldn’t possibly have any pity for these Tribulation Cultivators. It was primarily because a Nascent Soul still had the ability to self-detonate, and its power was far greater than a Golden Core explosion. So, it was safer to continue wearing him down for a while.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Duan Ruohai finally couldn’t hold on anymore. His Nascent Soul was already becoming blurry. Sensing that this guy should no longer have the ability to self-detonate, Zou Feng acted decisively, grabbing it in one swift motion. However, since it was a Nascent Soul after all, Zou Feng still couldn’t refine it instantly. Therefore, he needed to find helpers to exert force together.

"Brother Zhao, let’s refine him together!" Zou Feng called out.

Zhao Feixiong arrived in an instant. Then, Zhu Caiwei also reached out her hand, her eyes seemingly spitting fire. In fact, among everyone present, only Zou Feng, Zhao Feixiong, and Zhu Caiwei—these three Late Stage Golden Core Cultivators—could attempt to refine this Nascent Soul. The others had Realms that were too low. If they forcibly touched this thing, they would most likely just be playing with fire and burning themselves.

Of course, even if one had the ability to refine this Nascent Soul, it still depended on whether they were compatible. Otherwise, just like eating indiscriminately, it would similarly cause problems. As for Zou Feng and Zhao Feixiong, both happened to have cultivated the Evil Arts of the Yama Underworld. Zhao Feixiong had even been personally introduced to the Underworld by Duan Ruohai, so their Skills shared the same origin. Therefore, theoretically speaking, there would be no problems for them to absorb and refine this Nascent Soul.

But the same couldn’t necessarily be said for Zhu Caiwei. Although she was a Poison Demon, strictly speaking, Duan Ruohai didn’t excel in Poison Techniques, which didn’t meet the condition of Poison Cultivators being suitable to devour each other. Yet, Zhu Caiwei still took the risk to act. She urgently wanted to reach the Nascent Soul Realm as quickly as possible, and extreme greed made her willing to take a gamble.

However, Zou Feng’s call was originally directed only at Zhao Feixiong; he had no intention of letting Zhu Caiwei get a share of the pie. Seeing Zhu Caiwei overstep her bounds, Zou Feng coldly snorted and shot the demon a fierce glare. Only then did Zhu Caiwei wake up to reality, sheepishly withdrawing her hand.

Next, Zou Feng and Zhao Feixiong forcefully tore Duan Ruohai’s Nascent Soul into two halves. With each person refining only half, there naturally wasn’t too much of a burden. However, digesting this power still couldn’t be accomplished overnight; they still needed time to slowly refine it. With this, the Angry Yama, Duan Ruohai, was thoroughly devoured and wiped out.

After calming down, everyone present couldn’t help but look at each other in dismay. Although everyone was brimming with confidence at the beginning, having actually killed a Nascent Soul Tribulation Cultivator was a battle record that still made everyone feel it was rather exaggerated. The Xuanwu Poison Domain was truly terrifying to this extent, actually able to make even a Nascent Soul Cultivator fall into it, unable to extricate himself. Of course, this was also related to Duan Ruohai’s inherent arrogance as a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator, which made him too careless.

Now was not the time to celebrate victory. Having spent so much time causing a commotion here, it was very likely to attract other powerful Tribulation Cultivators. Thus, Zou Feng decisively ordered everyone to board the ship and retreat. This big score was enough to feed them for a long time. But Zou Feng naturally wouldn’t be satisfied. His main purpose for this trip was always to kill Gongyang Wuji.

Even though Gongyang Wuji’s Realm was inferior to Duan Ruohai’s, the difficulty of killing him was definitely higher. Putting aside other things, if Gongyang Wuji encountered a similar situation, he would absolutely not choose to step into the Xuanwu Poison Domain. Instead, upon sensing the extraordinary nature of this Domain, he would decisively retreat at the first opportunity. It was even more impossible for him to fall into a heavy siege and be attacked by Zou Feng teaming up with Late Stage Golden Core Cultivators like Zhao Feixiong and Zhu Caiwei. In short, to kill a Child of Fortune like Gongyang Wuji, one could only duel him one-on-one when the opportunity arose. Therefore, the difficulty was still how to create such an opportunity...

Having reached this level, Zou Feng was naturally not far from Nascent Soul Formation. Yet, the more he sensed this day approaching, the more Zou Feng wanted to make Gongyang Wuji his stepping stone. This had nothing to do with reputation, but rather the tangible benefits that killing a Child of Fortune could bring. One must know that Zou Feng incomparably hoped the Celestial Tribulation would come as fiercely as possible. By devouring Gongyang Wuji’s fortune, the Celestial Tribulation during his Nascent Soul Formation would absolutely be incredibly exaggerated.

At that time, he would also use this opportunity to clear out the top dog on the list who always made him somewhat uncomfortable—Marquis Gongyang! Marquis Gongyang, who stood above the Glazed Immortal Palace and viewed Zou Feng as the King of Human Gu, was bound to pop up and cause trouble one day. Moreover, to this day, Zou Feng still couldn’t accurately gauge this guy’s Realm. It was very likely that this person was above the Nascent Soul stage. And the reason he hadn’t popped up to cause trouble before was highly likely because he wanted to wait for Zou Feng to "mature" a little more...

Compared to the Queen Mother who couldn’t leave the Turquoise Pool, the hidden danger of Marquis Gongyang was actually a greater threat to him. If he couldn’t use the power of the upcoming Celestial Tribulation to thoroughly eradicate Marquis Gongyang, Zou Feng feared he would have trouble sleeping and eating in peace. Returning to his room, Zou Feng temporarily cast aside these distracting thoughts and began to focus on refining Duan Ruohai’s Nascent Soul. No matter what happened next, it was always right to continuously accumulate strength first.

Not long after Zou Feng killed Duan Ruohai, deep in the Northern Domain, at a certain temporary palace of the Ninefold Celestial Court.

This palace was built above a giant waterfall surrounded by mountains. Like a hanging garden, it was exceptionally magnificent and brimming with immortal aura. Anyone who came here would think they had accidentally wandered into an Immortal Palace. Setting aside the bad reputation of the Ninefold Celestial Court, this group of Tribulation Cultivators was genuinely emulating normal Immortals, at least when it came to their residences. There wasn’t the slightest hint of darkness or squalor to be seen...

In a garden pavilion overflowing with strange fragrances, Gongyang Wuji was sitting opposite a "Fairy" of outstanding grace, sipping tea. This woman was one of the Celestial Seven Immortal Maidens of the Ninefold Celestial Court, titled Taohong. Watching Fairy Taohong’s elegant movements as she brewed tea for him, combined with her incredibly seductive smiles and frowns, Gongyang Wuji very rarely felt worldly desires welling up. Ordinary Charm Techniques were completely useless on a Child of Fortune like him. Yet, this Fairy Taohong just happened to perfectly suit his tastes. He truly wished he could swallow her in one gulp.

In fact, Gongyang Wuji really had intended to take her right then and there. Her half-yielding, half-resisting attitude made Gongyang Wuji certain that she also had similar intentions, so naturally, there was no need to hold back. Like Celestial Thunder striking Earth Fire, an intense battle was clearly on the verge of breaking out. However, at the critical moment, he touched something that shouldn’t have been there...

Gongyang Wuji was dumbfounded. Fairy Taohong, one of the Celestial Seven Immortal Maidens of the Ninefold Celestial Court, was a man?! What kind of messed-up situation was this? If you’re a man, what the hell are you calling yourself a Fairy for! Wait a minute, could all of the Celestial Seven Immortal Maidens be men? At the thought of this possibility, Gongyang Wuji couldn’t help but shiver.

However, because the Dubhe Divine Domain and the Ninefold Celestial Court had a cooperative relationship of friendly mutual assistance, Gongyang Wuji didn’t lose his temper; he simply stopped what he was doing. Seeing this, Taohong didn’t force the issue. His attitude remained no different than before. Thus, the two continued to drink tea while discussing official business.

Unexpectedly, after calming down, Gongyang Wuji’s thoughts in that regard still hadn’t completely extinguished. Even though he knew the other party was a man, spending time together, he still felt that Taohong’s charm hadn’t diminished. He thought to himself, "Uh, am I... actually wanting to rise to the ’manly’ challenge?!"