Chapter 1074 - 731: Retreating with the Current

Chapter 1074: Chapter 731: Retreating with the Current

The number of Fake Pill Cultivators is four or five times that of True Pill Cultivators.

Because their Pill Power is hollow and floating, unable to employ Divine Powers, they are hard to entrust with great responsibilities.

The Nascent Soul True Monarch’s origin is precious; how could they easily help another condense a Pill!

Even someone like True Master Illusion Flower, born of a side branch of the Daoist Palace, cultivating the Element Transformation Technique and purchasing Crystal Condensing Pills—

everything prepared.

Yet to persuade a Nascent Soul True Monarch to personally act and lend aid is still incomparably difficult.

This new type of Demon Bird Puppet is a lethal weapon on the human–monster battlefield.

True Monarch Wu Wei fixed his gaze on Shen Xuan: "Fellow Daoist Profound Ice, is this Inheritance genuine?"

Shen Xuan did not speak; with a sweep of his sleeve—

a bulging Puppet Bag tipped over onto the Jade Table, all kinds of materials scattered into piled heaps.

His ten fingers moved like butterflies threading through flowers, pinching, inlaying, joining, locking, his motions like flowing clouds and running water.

In but a few dozen breaths, a Thunder Peng Puppet with slightly spread feathers and eyes embedded with lightning quietly stood upon the mountain peak.

Shen Xuan placed nine Upper Grade Thunder Spirit Stones into the core of its chest and abdomen.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Wei, you may as well give it a try."

True Monarch Wu Wei did not decline in the slightest; his figure flashed, and he sat firmly upon the back of the Thunder Peng Puppet.

Its twin wings shuddered once, transforming into a streak of azure lightning that tore open the cloud layers, shooting straight into the nine heavens.

Moments later, above a barren ridge in the distance, thunder light abruptly blazed.

The rumbling never ceased.

Muffled thunderclaps exploded one after another, and shot after shot of Thunder Energy Cannon descended like Celestial Punishment.

Mountain rock shattered, forests turned to ash; blinding electric flame leaped and burned across the scorched earth, while a stabbing stench of char drifted on the wind.

Such commotion startled Zhang Shixiu and Ren Zhiyuan into hastily leaving the mountain.

Seeing clearly that within the clouds it was True Monarch Wu Wei, riding the Thunder Peng Puppet to test its might, they hurriedly shrank back, tightly shut the mountain gate, and strictly ordered their clansmen not to go out.

Before long, the thunder light withdrew.

The Thunder Peng Puppet folded its wings and descended; True Monarch Wu Wei leapt down, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes.

He stroked the Thunder Peng Puppet’s cold, hard feathers, and when he raised his head again, his face was openly suffused with delight.

"Good! What a fine instrument of slaughter!"

He turned toward Shen Xuan, clapping his hands with laughter, his voice shaking the mountain peak: "Fellow Daoist Profound Ice, this artifact is marvelous! As for this transaction, I agree!"

"With only these two Jade Scrolls, it is not enough."

As the words fell, the smile on True Monarch Wu Wei’s face abruptly froze.

The air atop the peak grew heavy in an instant.

An invisible pressure spread like a tidal surge; the surrounding Spiritual Qi seemed to congeal.

The fierce Spiritual Pressure of a Nascent Soul Middle Stage descended heavily.

Shen Xuan’s expression did not change; he remained composed and unruffled.

Within his Dantian, the Tai Chi Primordial Golden Core sped its rotation, Magical Power rippling outward from within, silently dissolving all Spiritual Pressure around his body.

Shen Xuan’s smile still held, his body standing straight as a spear.

A sudden flash of radiance appeared in True Monarch Wu Wei’s eyes, then was withdrawn.

"Fellow Daoist Profound Ice, you truly have condensed the Tai Chi Primordial Golden Core."

Shen Xuan understood at heart.

That probe just now was to see how many mountains lay between his Golden Core and a true Nascent Soul.

From the looks of it now, though the mountains are high and the road treacherous, it is not beyond reach.

At the very least, the Spiritual Pressure of Nascent Soul Middle Stage still cannot make him lose composure.

Shen Xuan’s lips curved slightly as he spoke in a low voice: "I must ask Fellow Daoist Wu Wei to employ your Miao Technique and solidify True Master Illusion Flower’s Fake Pill. This matter I once promised her; I beg you to fulfill it."

"A trifling matter."

True Monarch Wu Wei smiled with hands clasped behind his back; the Spiritual Pressure blanketing the four wilds slowly dispersed, as though that earlier test had never occurred.

"I shall grant your request."

"Illusion Flower is in the Cave Mansion at this very moment."

Shen Xuan’s smile was gentle: "There is no day better than today; why not settle this matter right now?"

True Monarch Wu Wei’s gaze swept over the surrounding sea of clouds; after a brief ponder, he finally nodded: "As you wish. Summon her at once."

True Master Illusion Flower’s Pill Solidification proceeded unexpectedly smoothly.

With True Monarch Wu Wei personally acting, it took but one day and one night for success.

Shen Xuan quietly observed from the side.

He saw the True Monarch’s hand seals fly, and what he used was precisely the Gather Origin Solidify Pill Art.

Streams of pure Nascent Soul Origin were channeled into Illusion Flower’s Dantian, helping her hollow Fake Pill condense inch by inch, its radiance gradually steadying.

Thinking it over carefully, True Master Illusion Flower had prepared for this for many years; her foundation was quite firm.

And True Monarch Wu Wei, in front of Shen Xuan, indeed paid rather dearly, expending no small amount of Nascent Soul Origin power.

At the moment he withdrew his power, True Master Illusion Flower’s aura all over suddenly grew dense; her Pill Power flowed round and unified.

She immediately bowed low in worship, her voice faintly trembling: "For the True Monarch’s grace of remaking me, Illusion Flower can never repay even in ten thousand deaths. I implore the True Monarch’s mercy—allow Illusion Flower to enter under your gate and serve, even if liver and brain are smeared upon the ground, I shall have no regret."

Shen Xuan’s heart was clear as a mirror.

True Master Illusion Flower, having betrayed the side of True Monarch Xuan Guang, already has no retreat.

Unless she leaves the sphere of influence of the Myriad Phenomena Daoist Palace.

Otherwise, she can only throw herself under True Monarch Wu Wei’s banner.

True Monarch Wu Wei’s gaze swept past Shen Xuan as he spoke blandly: "Since it is so, for the sake of Fellow Daoist Profound Ice, I shall accept you as a Direct Disciple."

"Hereafter, you shall work diligently alongside Jinglian; do not betray Fellow Daoist Profound Ice’s painstaking goodwill."