A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 217

Chapter 213 Acquired

Could the opponent really be a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?

The thought sent a bead of sweat down Jin Kui’s forehead.

But then he thought,

“No!”

“If he were truly a great cultivator, he would have already come out to intimidate others. Why hide like this?”

“Or perhaps he’s worried about the Twin Saints ambushing him from behind, so he refuses to show himself?”

Xing Gong knew few elders who knew the Twin Saints couldn’t stray far from the Holy Mountain due to their cultivation of the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light.

Outsiders were even less likely to know.

Unless the opponent searched Ling Yuling’s soul, they couldn’t possibly know this.

Just as he was about to withdraw his divine sense, a terrifying divine sense stirred up the wind and clouds between the sea and sky, creating a massive waterspout thousands of feet high and over four hundred feet thick! It then surged towards him like a dragon sucking water!

“Divine sense manifesting?”

This person wanted to compete with him in divine sense?

Jin Kui narrowed his eyes, then nodded slightly:

“Very well.”

A contest of divine sense was indeed dangerous.

He still didn’t believe the other party could be a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Since the other party wouldn’t show themselves, he would use his divine sense to assess them.

Normally, divine sense doesn’t lie.

So,

behind Jin Kui, a golden sphere of light appeared.

Ten zhang, a hundred zhang, three hundred zhang…

the sphere grew larger and brighter.

It stopped at nine hundred zhang,

resembling a small sun.

This level of divine sense strength had already touched the threshold of a great cultivator.

It had always been one of his greatest prides.

The next moment, the enormous waterspout collided with the small sun of divine sense.

“Sizzle…”

Within dozens of miles between them, the wind and clouds surged, lightning flashed, and thunder roared.

Dragons roared through the clouds, their cries echoing through the dark clouds, revealing streaks of lightning. In the void, lightning intertwined, and swathes of electric snakes danced wildly. At the point of collision, the windspout howled, and the void trembled like waves.

As the tremor spread, the once calm sea rapidly surged with waves several meters, even tens of meters high.

Even on the thousand-meter-deep seabed, turbulent currents arose, creating a turbulent undercurrent.

The once clear sky instantly darkened.

Looking at the two in the center, the massive waterspout of the water dragon and the miniature sun were locked in a tug-of-war, neither able to gain the upper hand. The scene seemed evenly matched.

The radiance of the golden miniature sun evaporated some of the water dragon’s vapor, causing it to shrink. The water dragon’s vapor also extinguished some of the golden sphere’s intense heat, causing it to shrink as well.

The more they entangled, the more their size diminished.

This was the purest and most brutal contest of divine consciousness.

The shrinking of both the waterspout and the miniature sun signified the depletion of their divine consciousness.

“Hmm?”

Jin Kui, standing with his hands behind his back in mid-air, let out a soft exclamation upon seeing this scene.

Immediately, he felt reassured:

“So, you’re nothing special after all.”

He felt he had a firm grasp on the opponent’s cultivation level. Judging solely from his divine sense, the opponent was at most a peak mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. As long as it wasn’t a powerful cultivator, he didn’t need to be timid.

So, with a shout, he flicked his sleeve and forcefully unleashed his remaining divine sense.

The golden sphere of light expanded again, rapidly growing larger, seemingly overwhelming the dragon’s breath.

He wanted to give the hidden opponent a taste of his power.

After all, it was the person in the shadows who initiated the contest of divine sense; the opponent was provoking him. If his divine sense was defeated, he could only say that the other party was outmatched, not that he would become enraged, right?

“The majesty of the Star Palace… cannot be insulted.”

The small sun, which had shrunk to six or seven hundred feet, suddenly expanded to nearly a thousand feet, and then pressed down on the dragon’s breath with all its might.

He was certain to win the contest of divine sense.

“So, is that all you’ve got?”

A light, airy voice suddenly echoed in the void.

Jin Kui: “Eh?”

Just as the third-ranking figure of the Star Palace was filled with doubt, the waterspout opposite him, which had shrunk to four thousand feet high and three hundred feet wide, suddenly expanded into a terrifying hurricane ten thousand feet high and four or five hundred feet wide.

His divine sense increased several times over!

That was a divine sense even stronger than that of an ordinary great cultivator!

The golden sun, which could have stood its ground against this hurricane, quickly dimmed in brilliance, rapidly shrank and diminished in the face of this hurricane, quickly becoming only eight hundred, six hundred, five hundred feet in diameter!

“What?!”

This person’s divine sense was actually this strong?

Jin Kui quickly released his magic power and withdrew his divine sense, otherwise he would really suffer a great loss.

Han Li’s hurricane waterspout did not entangle him.

And as long as he did not show himself and did not reveal his true cultivation level, he was already giving the other party enough face.

“Fellow Daoist Li, you are very capable.”

Jin Kui, who had been keeping his hands behind his back and acting like a superior person all the way, rarely clasped his fists towards the void.

Han Li went straight to the point:

“Did you bring the goods? Was a deal struck?”

“Of course.”

With a wave of his hand, Jin Kui conjured nine pieces of Gengjin (a type of metal),

ranging in size from a fist to a peanut . They weighed

a total of twelve or thirteen jin (approximately 6.5-7 kg).

“This is all the Gengjin my Star Palace can offer. Thank you, fellow Daoist, for saving Yu Ling. The remaining Gengjin, the Twin Saints believe, can be exchanged for equivalent amounts of other top-grade spiritual materials. Would you accept that?” As

Jin Kui spoke, he took out five pieces of ten-thousand-year-old golden magnetic spirit wood heartwood, a large piece of copper essence, several ten-thousand-year-old ironwood trees, and several pieces of demon cultivator leather—all top-tier materials.

These were all excellent spiritual materials suitable for crafting magical artifacts.

Seeing this large pile of precious items, Han Li, hidden in the shadows, was extremely surprised.

He had simply been

asking for an exorbitant price, a ridiculously large sum.

He hadn’t expected the Star Palace to agree to his asking price at all.

Even if he only received a third or a quarter, he would feel he had made a huge profit.

But clearly, he had underestimated Ling Yu Ling’s position in the Twin Saints’ hearts

and her importance to the Star Palace.

“Indeed, reaping the wealth of the second generation is the fastest and most stable way to make money!”

First, there was the unruly girl and others who rescued him from suffering in the Crimson Forbidden Land.

Then, Wang Chantian was always willing to give him a meal.

Later, the young master of the Qingyang Sect came to offer his help.

Now, there’s even Ling Yuling, the daughter of the Twin Saints, exchanging for the Gengjin Tree Heart…

Each one has brought him very rich and important profits.

“Working to death in dungeons is not as good as robbing a second-generation cultivator.”

He even suspected that even if he took advantage of the Star Palace’s weakness and raised the price, as long as the increase wasn’t too much, Jin Kui would probably reluctantly accept it.

However, he was not one to push his luck or be greedy. Since he had set the price himself, and it was a sure thing for him, there was no need to create any more trouble.

“Fellow Daoist, just hand over the item to that puppet.”

Han Li’s voice transmission sounded again from nowhere.

“As for your young master…”

Just then, the Foundation Establishment puppet handed over a restriction token from its waist:

“Fellow Daoist, you can follow the markings on this token to search underground on the coral island below, approximately a thousand feet away. Rest assured, I always keep my word. I didn’t make things difficult for the child; she’s unharmed and sleeping soundly.”

A simple cash-on-delivery transaction could easily backfire, so he buried her under the coral island,

protecting her with a protective array.

If the Star Palace tried to play dirty tricks, he wouldn’t mind giving them another big surprise.

Taking the array token, Jin Kui looked at the puppet with its outstretched hand, his expression shifting between uncertainty and ambiguity.

Finally, he handed over the storage bag.

The deal was done, and Jin Kui headed straight for the coral island.

This island was dozens of miles large, making a normal search difficult.

But searching based on the aura on the token was much easier.

After finding her, a simple check confirmed she was unharmed.

Jin Kui breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he began to sense the special marks he had left on certain items in the storage bag.

Unsurprisingly, they had all been completely erased.

“My marks can’t be preserved, but surely the incredibly subtle mark left by the Twin Saints using the Star Palace Secret Technique can be kept?”

Jin Kui murmured, narrowing his eyes.

He immediately took out another special magic artifact given to him by the Twin Saints. This artifact could sense the extremely hidden special mark in the storage bag, effective within a range of ten thousand miles.

However, to his surprise, this artifact also showed no reaction.

“Huh? How could this be?”

Jin Kui froze on the spot.

That was a subtle mark left by the Twin Saints. The Twin Saints had transmitted a message to him, and even renowned cultivators like the Six Paths Supreme Saint and Wan Sangu might not have noticed it if they weren’t careful. Moreover,

Senior Brother Ling had said that even if the other party was truly a great cultivator, it would be impossible to erase the mark in a short time.

How did they manage to do it?

Finally, he tried searching for the puppet’s whereabouts again, especially using his divine sense to probe the vast ocean. After all that effort, he found nothing.

“Impressive technique.”

…

In the Nine Heavens Gale Layer, Han Li’s escape technique was incredibly fast.

He himself hadn’t noticed the extremely well-hidden mark left by the Twin Saints.

But just in case, he had sealed the item in a golden treasure chest as soon as he got it.

The ancient restrictions on the chest could isolate the perception of the ancient wind-attribute array of the Crimson Forbidden Land, and even the perception of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, preventing Xiang Zhili and the others from taking it. It was very effective for hiding things.

With his escape technique fully activated, without a few burdens, even a Grandmaster of the Yuanhou realm might not be able to catch him.

Furthermore, he was traveling in the Gale Layer, further enhancing his concealment.

And Jin Kui had even probed in the wrong direction…

Jin Kui thought the person was hiding underwater.

In reality, they were high in the sky.

In other words, from the very beginning, Jin Kui had been misled by Han Li’s subtle action of the “puppet surfacing.”

(End of this chapter)