A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 133

Chapter 131 Migration, Return Journey, Sword Sect Visitors

While Han Li was opening blind boxes and counting his spoils,

in the secret underground chamber of the small island, the girl slowly awoke.

At first, she was still groggy, but then she realized something and became alert to her surroundings.

However, apart from this empty room and her, there was nothing else around.

“Nobody here?”

Where am I?

Why am I here?

Was I kidnapped here by the powerful figure who killed the young sect master of Qingyang Sect and that Core Formation cultivator?

The next moment, she felt something strange in her arms. Reaching out, she found two jade slips, a main array flag controlling the small protective array of this place, and a storage bag that didn’t belong to her.

The contents of the first jade slip caused her expression to change, her face shifting between light and shadow.

The contents of the second jade slip caused a flash of anger in her eyes, and then her delicate face flushed slightly. Only then did she realize that her first kiss had been stolen. She subconsciously bit her lip, her delicate nose twitching, and her eyes welled with tears, filled with a deep sense of grievance and resentment.

Why must beautiful female cultivators be reduced to mere appendages and playthings of high-ranking male cultivators?

Couldn’t they be their own masters?

At this moment, this already proud young woman became even more determined in her pursuit of cultivation.

She would climb step by step, step by step, step by step.

One day, she would stand at the pinnacle of the cultivation world and tell all the male cultivators that women were no weaker than men.

“Hmph, what a coward! A high-ranking cultivator doesn’t even dare to admit to killing the young sect leader, instead making a weak woman like me take the blame…”

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but worry about the future of the Miaoyin Sect. She

was even more worried about herself.

With the Qingyang Sect as her backer, her life was unlikely to be easy.

Then, she checked the storage bag left behind by the man.

Her hand trembled immediately.

She hissed and gasped.

There were so many good things inside.

Unbelievably many.

“This…”

“With so many good things, it’s enough for me to cultivate to the Core Formation stage…”

“Damn it.”

She had made such a firm resolution to become a high-level cultivator, even a Nascent Soul Ancestor, through her own efforts.

But…

seeing the wealth in this storage bag, exceeding all the accumulated reserves of the Miaoyin Sect, she simply couldn’t refuse.

“Wait, why is there a restriction mark on my arm?”

“Could it be…”

Thinking of a possible Wang Ning, her face flushed with embarrassment and anger.

This restriction mark didn’t hide any harm or hidden dangers; it was just a simple “virginity mark.” Furthermore, it looked exactly like a strawberry pie that an ordinary woman would plant on her man at night.

“How could there be such a shameless person?”

“What does leaving me this virginity mark mean?”

Bullying the weak was one thing.

She could tolerate being framed by the Miaoyin Sect.

But this mark…

the girl was so angry that she revealed her little tiger teeth, grinding them together. She tried to wipe it off, but couldn’t.

This restrictive mark, deliberately left by a divine sense comparable to a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, was something a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator couldn’t erase.

It would require at least a Core Formation cultivator.

After many attempts proved futile, the young girl was disheartened.

Thinking of her mother and sect, she dared not linger too long and used the array flags in her hand to activate the magic array and leave the underground chamber.

She didn’t return to the Miaoyin Sect.

Instead, she wisely heeded the advice within the jade slip and went to Tianxing City first.

Then, she used the Miaoyin Sect disciples in Tianxing City to send a message to the sect, urging her mother to quickly relocate the Miaoyin Sect’s foundation.

Sect Master Wang was also one to heed advice.

She was indeed wary of the power of the demonic sect Qingyang Sect and worried about the retaliation of the Three Yang Old Demon of Qingyang Sect. After all, the one taking the blame this time wasn’t someone else (not Yuan Yaoyanli), but her daughter. To be honest, if her daughter hadn’t actually received such a huge benefit, she would have felt the sky was falling.

Thus, driven by a strong will to survive, Sect Leader Wang and his disciples, without hesitation, promptly transferred all their assets to Tianxing City, the face of the Star Palace.

Tianxing City, under the Star Palace’s rule, possessed immense power; in recent centuries, no high-level cultivator had dared to harm anyone there without cause.

Therefore, the Miaoyin Sect, having moved to Tianxing City, seemingly burdened with a huge stigma, actually benefited from the misfortune!

They indirectly avoided the impending undercurrent of the Reverse Star Alliance.

At least, Zi Ling’s mother, Sect Leader Wang, survived, didn’t she?

…

Tianxing City.

Inside the new territory rented by the Miaoyin Sect.

Mother and daughter embraced and wept.

This ordeal made the two women even more aware of the potential disaster that stunning beauty could bring.

Beauty is indeed a curse.

“Ning’er, why did you paint yourself so dark and dress so sloppily?”

Sect Leader Wang was heartbroken to see his disfigured daughter.

“Mother, being too beautiful isn’t good,”

the girl pouted.

Sitting at home, disaster struck from the sky, followed by a huge black pot being thrown at her.

Who could withstand this?

Feeling her beauty didn’t match her cultivation level, she naturally wanted to keep a low profile.

“Child, I’m sorry you had to suffer,”

Sect Master Wang said with pity.

His daughter was clearly terrified this time.

“Alright, Ning’er, from now on, try to stay home as much as possible and cultivate to the late Foundation Establishment stage. I’ll find a way to get the resources for Core Formation.”

“No need, Mother, look at this…”

Wang Ning said, handing over a storage bag.

Sect Master Wang took the storage bag and scanned it with his divine sense; his pupils immediately contracted sharply:

“You, you, could it really be that you killed the young sect master of the Qingyang Sect?”

Upon hearing this, the girl took a deep breath and shook her head:

“It wasn’t me…”

“Then the large amount of cultivation resources in this storage bag are…?”

“They were left to me by the expert who assassinated the young sect master.”

“Why?”

“The young sect master’s death urgently needs someone to step forward and take the blame, isn’t it? Otherwise, who will bear the wrath of the Three Yang Master? That expert saved me and left me these things; perhaps it’s a kind of compensation.”

Wang Ning guessed clearly.

“Let our Miaoyin Sect bear the wrath of the Three Yang Old Monster?”

Sect Master Wang’s face grew increasingly grim.

“Perhaps, implicating our Miaoyin Sect wasn’t his intention. After all, who could have imagined that the young sect master would forcibly abduct me?”

“But our Miaoyin Sect, especially you, Ning’er, will surely be hated by the Three Yang Old Demon…”

“Mother, things have come to this. We can only desperately cultivate and strive to form our Core and even Nascent Soul as soon as possible. As long as either of us can form a Nascent Soul, what can the Qingyang Sect’s anger do? As long as we remain holed up in Tianxing City, can the Three Yang Venerable still break in?” “

Alas, that’s all we can do.”

…

Time flew by, and several months passed.

During this time,

Han Li disguised himself and frequented many auction houses, all to obtain a fifth-level Flood Dragon demon core.

In earlier years, he had often gone out to purchase demon cores, but Flood Dragon demon cores were truly rare.

Furthermore, he missed two auctions of Flood Dragon inner cores while he and Yuan Yaoyan were in seclusion.

Therefore, he only obtained two in total.

Mo Jiao Xiao Liu, having absorbed the inner core of a level-five crested dragon and the demon core of a level-five green dragon, reached the peak of level four thirty years ago. Unfortunately, after thirty years of accumulation, he is still just a step away from level five.

To help Mo Jiao take that step quickly, facilitating his actions in the outer sea, a level-five dragon inner core would be the fastest and most direct method.

However,

dragons are extremely rare,

a matter of chance.

More than four months have passed, and there has been no news of a dragon inner core in Tianxing City.

“Fine, if all else fails, I’ll try a regular level-six water-attribute demon core.”

A level-six demon core is also good; it can certainly help Xiao Liu evolve quickly. However, it cannot stimulate and strengthen bloodline power like a dragon-attribute demon core.

And for demon beasts and spirit beasts, bloodline is the most important element.

When Xiao Liu was in the mortal realm, if he wanted to follow in his footsteps and reach level nine or even ten, and perhaps even ascend to the spirit realm with him a thousand years later, then before each breakthrough, it would be best to devour a dragon’s inner core of the same or even higher level than himself. In this way, his bloodline power would grow stronger and stronger.

The purer the better.

Just as he was worrying about how to obtain a high-level dragon demon core, news spread among the high-level cultivators of Tianxing City that the materials from two level six dragons and two level six dragon inner cores would be auctioned off in half a month. The

auction would be held by the Fengle Merchant Alliance, one of the four major merchant guilds of the Chaotic Star Sea.

Furthermore, rumors circulated that both level six dragons were pure-blooded dragons, not mixed-blood dragons like the Cockscomb Dragon, whose bloodlines were slightly impure.

Han Li was both surprised and delighted upon receiving the news.

“Level six dragon inner cores? And high-level inner cores from pure-blooded dragons…”

He didn’t need to get both, he should at least get one.

…

A dozen days later…

Just as the auction was about to begin, the White Water Sword Sect arrived.

Besides their senior brother Lu Changfeng, who was leading the way, they also included their adoptive master Lu Yu and the sect leader Lu Feiyang.

The latter two were not only fellow disciples but also blood brothers.

The sect leader was the eldest in the Lu family, while their adoptive master was the third in the previous generation. The two brothers were over eighty years apart in age.

As for the second brother? He perished in an accident while hunting demons in his early years.

Otherwise, there would have been three Core Formation cultivators in the family.

The Lu family, unsurprisingly, was founded by a Core Formation cultivator from the Star Palace.

The White Water Sword Sect did indeed flourish under the Lu family’s leadership.

From one Core Formation cultivator hundreds or nearly a thousand years ago to five Core Formation cultivators today, at its peak, it even had twelve Core Formation cultivators, and that generation almost produced a Nascent Soul cultivator.

In other words, the Star Palace’s two saints’ schemes had always been executed very well.

It was just a pity that the two saints stepped into the “Primordial Magnetic Divine Light” trap.

“Master, Sect Leader Uncle, Senior Brother,”

Han Li stepped forward to perform the grand salute. However, he was held back by two invisible forces, unable to bow down:

“Very good, very good, truly an eye-opener for my master.”

In the Chaotic Star Sea, it’s not that pseudo-spiritual roots can’t form a core, but the prerequisites are too many, the cost too high, and the cost-effectiveness too low.

The resources required to cultivate a pseudo-spiritual root cultivator to form a core are enough to cultivate several, even a dozen, true spiritual root cultivators.

Therefore, no one is willing to cultivate pseudo-spiritual root cultivators.

Even couples from wealthy and influential families would abandon their main character and create a new one.

Therefore, pseudo-spiritual root cultivators must rely on themselves to form a core.

This also means that in the Star Sea, it usually takes one or two thousand years for a lucky pseudo-spiritual root cultivator to form a core. It’s extremely rare.

This kid has such good fortune, tsk tsk, he must have profound blessings.

His White Water Sword Sect has found a treasure.

Forming a core in just over a hundred years…

Many cultivators with shallow resources and meager funds, even those with dual or heterogeneous spiritual roots, couldn’t form a core as quickly as this kid, right?

“Hahaha, very good, much better than your senior brother.”

Lu Yu was very satisfied with Han Li’s attitude towards them after Han Li formed his core; he wasn’t arrogant or haughty. Of course, he was even more satisfied that this disciple had made him look good in front of his senior brothers.

Everyone knew the price that was required to successfully cultivate a pseudo-spiritual root into a core.

The huge price meant the value behind it.

But he hadn’t actually provided any help.

Since his disciple had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he hadn’t offered any assistance whatsoever. Whether it was spirit stones, pills, various cultivation precautions for the three stages of Foundation Establishment, or insights into core formation, he hadn’t provided a single thing.

He only knew that he had been drinking tea and eating melons in the White Water Sword Sect for over forty years, and his pseudo-spiritual root disciple had formed his core. He

hadn’t worried about it at all.

It was truly a case of sitting at home and having a pie fall from the sky.

When this news reached the sect, he and many of his senior brothers initially found it hard to believe, feeling it was unbelievable and utterly incomprehensible.

Everyone was baffled and assumed it was him secretly spending money and effort, and how he was indirectly instructing his disciples. When

the Foundation Establishment cultivators learned of this, they were even more astonished by his talent and all wanted his guidance.

This made him incredibly proud within the sect. What excited him even more

was

that a senior brother secretly sought his advice, asking about his teaching secrets.

Crucially, after listening to his boastful explanation, the senior brother found it quite plausible. He

not only believed it but also applied it to his own disciples.

No one could understand the sense of accomplishment he felt at that moment.

“Master, Sect Leader, Senior Brother, please come in.”

He had been waiting for a long time.

“Very well, I’ll have to take a good look at how your cave dwelling is decorated. I’ve heard that cave dwellings on this Sacred Mountain are quite expensive.”

In fact, as Core Formation cultivators of the Star Palace branch, they were all allocated a superior cave dwelling above the fiftieth level of the Sacred Mountain.

It’s just that outsiders don’t know this.

“Hmm, the array in your cave is quite impressive…”

“Such a brilliant illusion array…”

“…”

After some pleasantries, they finally got to the point.

“Han Li, can you tell me how you formed your core?”

Although this involved a cultivator’s personal secrets, asking this question was actually quite impolite.

However, the White Water Sword Sect was special; they had to investigate the background of the person before them again.

“Master, Sect Leader Uncle, do you still remember why I joined the White Water Sword Sect?”

Why?

The two exchanged a glance.

“Because of a close friend of mine,”

Han Li said solemnly.

“A close friend?”

“Yes.”

Han Li said, taking out Xin Ruyin’s insights into array formations, though only a small portion of it:

“My dearest friend, like me, was once a rogue cultivator in the Qi Refining stage. She originally had both parents, but during one of her outings, her aunt and uncle died protecting her from a demonic beast. She nearly died too, but fortunately, a powerful figure passed by and saved her.” “

Although my friend couldn’t get the name of the powerful figure, she remembered the attire of the White Water Sword Sect expert. Later, after years of investigation, she learned that the attire belonged to the White Water Sword Sect. From that moment on, she decided she had to join the White Water Sword Sect to repay the life-saving grace.”

“Unfortunately, she was short-lived. During one of her outings, someone targeted her array formation inheritance. When she returned, she was severely injured.”

“She entrusted everything to me.” “

Her wish, the nearly 300,000 spirit stones she and her aunt and uncle had accumulated over the years for setting up arrays for others, and this insight into array formations…”

“Master, my dear friend has entrusted everything to me, asking me to carry her share and witness the beauty of this world,”

Han Li said.

“How many spirit stones?”

“Three hundred thousand.”

Senior Brother Lu Changfeng gasped, his eyes widening.

This senior brother saw wealth, but the two Core Formation stage cultivators saw much more and much further.

Sure enough, Lu Zongmen and his cheap master only glanced through the jade slip before being astonished by the insights into array formations.

“Han Li, are you sure your friend was only at the Qi Refining stage?”

Sect Leader Lu asked intently.

“Yes. What’s wrong, Uncle Master?” “

What a pity, what a pity. Such a genius in array formations, dying so young. What a pity.”

The sect leader shook his head and sighed.

“Yes, to be able to research arrays to deal with Core Formation cultivators at such a young age, remarkable, extraordinary. What a pity, what a pity.”

Master Lu also felt deeply regretful.

Such talent, if entrusted to the Holy Palace for cultivation, would definitely be a great asset and foundation for the Holy Palace in the future.

It’s just a pity that such a promising seedling with great potential and a good impression of his White Water Sword Sect was lost.

“So, your ability to reach Core Formation was mostly due to the financial resources given to you by your friend?”

“Yes, Master.”

Han Li nodded sincerely.

“I understand. Your dantian is deep, your meridians are wide and resilient, and your physique is quite special. Although you’re not as strong as us Core Formation cultivators, you have a huge advantage over other cultivators. Plus, with a financial guarantee that even we Core Formation cultivators would envy, you do have a very high chance of achieving Core Formation. So, how many spirit stones do you have left?”

“A little over ten thousand.”

“That’s truly extravagant.”

The two Core Formation cultivators secretly marveled.

Without much thought, they knew he had purchased many high-grade demon cores and spirit herbs to refine suitable pills.

Speaking of which, being able to give some remaining pills to his son (nephew) shows this kid is a good person, quite reliable.

“Changfeng, you’ve been very thoughtful.”

“That’s what a disciple should do.” “

Hmm, your sect leader and I are very pleased with your thoughtfulness. Here are some spirit stones, take them.”

Master Lu said, handing over a storage bag.

Seeing this, Han Li quickly waved his hand:

“No, Master.”

Master Lu, however, placed it directly on the table:

“Take it, this is a benefit from the sect. The sect provides a benefit for every Core Formation cultivator in the sect. As a Core Formation cultivator from our sect’s direct lineage, you can receive ten mid-grade spirit stones every year…”

Other mid-level sects generally give six or seven spirit stones per year to their direct lineage Core Formation cultivators.

Core Formation guest elders receive three mid-grade spirit stones per year.

The White Water Sword Sect’s benefits are clearly much higher.

“Take it, not taking it would break the rules,” Sect Leader Lu said with a smile.

Han Li couldn’t refuse, so he stood up, bowed, and generously took it: “Thank you, sect, thank you, Sect Leader Uncle, thank you, Master.”

“Hmm…”

Production has been greatly reduced in the next few days, so this is all I can give.

Sorry, I think I need to prepare myself mentally.

My grandmother…

phew…!

(End of Chapter)