Chapter 219: Take It for Alchemy

Inside the secret chamber beneath the square, the Seven Dragon Pill Cauldron crafted by Li Muwan emitted bursts of cracking sounds. A Rift, resembling a scar, split open from the mouth of the cauldron and instantly ran vertically down its body.

At the same time, a streak of five-colored radiant light spread out from the Rift. The light grew brighter and brighter, and as the Rift widened, the entire secret chamber was enveloped in the five-colored radiant light. At this moment, the secret chamber resembled a sacred site in the Divine Realm, filled with boundless, indescribably wonderful radiance.

With another round of cracking sounds, several more fissures appeared on the surface of the cauldron. The radiance inside the secret chamber was now dazzlingly bright. Just then, a crystal-clear arm slowly reached out from the cauldron's Rift. It bent sideways, and the cauldron instantly shattered with a loud boom, scattering massive fragments across the floor.

A white-haired man, whose body flickered between solid and illusory, rose lightly above the shattered cauldron. He floated in mid-air, eyes tightly shut, completely motionless. Rings of five-colored light slowly appeared behind him. If one looked closely, they would notice that when his body was illusory, there was a miniature version of himself sitting cross-legged in his Dantian. This miniature figure had its eyes closed, radiating five colors, appearing quite mystical.

His body shifted between solid and illusory. Strands of suffocating pressure diffused from his body. After a long while, his body gradually stopped flickering and slowly solidified.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes. The miniature figure in his Dantian also opened its eyes almost simultaneously. There were no pupils in his eyes; instead, there were bursts of red lightning. This lightning was not singular, but rows upon rows of countless Lightning Clouds.

Destructive pressure poured out madly from the red lightning in his eyes. The five-colored radiant light in the entire secret chamber immediately vanished, forced to surge upwards.

Inside the secret chamber now, streaks of red electric light frantically darted and rapidly moved, instantly turning the cauldron fragments on the ground into ashes, completely vanishing.

The Cultivators in the great hall above the secret chamber, upon noticing the anomaly, immediately spread out their Divine Sense to probe underground. However, the moment their Divine Sense entered the depths, it was struck by a powerful pressure, causing them all to involuntarily retract their Divine Sense, their faces showing shock.

At this moment, the entire Cloud Heaven Mountain Range saw the wind and clouds change color. A massive pressure surged up from underground with a roar, seemingly causing the Cloud Heaven Mountain Range itself to tremble.

Bursts of five-colored auspicious clouds appeared vaguely in the sky. The entire great hall suddenly began to tremble slightly.

At this time, the Cultivators from various Schools and Families in Chu State inside the hall all had drastic changes in expression. Some of the more knowledgeable among them immediately noticed a clue from the five-colored auspicious clouds and cried out in surprise: “This… is someone undergoing Core Formation?”

As soon as these words were spoken, all the Cultivators in the hall, except for the Nascent Soul Cultivators, showed disbelief. One must know that forming the Nascent Soul is an extremely critical event in any Cultivator's life, and generally requires their affiliated School to diligently guard them during their seclusion to prevent accidents.

Yet now, someone was actually undergoing Nascent Soul formation within the Cloud Heaven Sect. A thought flashed through most people's minds: the Cloud Heaven Sect had gained another Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Just as the surrounding cultivation Families and Schools were about to cup their fists in congratulations, Sima Yunnan laughed heartily and said, “Congratulations to the Cloud Heaven Sect for gaining another Nascent Soul Cultivator. May I ask who this person is? Do I know them? Why not invite them out for everyone to meet?”

Song Qing and Liu Fei exchanged glances, then turned to look at the Elders of their respective Schools behind them. The Elders all looked bewildered, racking their brains to search their memories, but ultimately couldn't recall who would be undergoing Nascent Soul formation at this moment, so they all shook their heads.

Consequently, both of their expressions turned ugly. Song Qing, with a gloomy face, slowly said, “Fellow Daoist Sima, you jest. I am also quite curious about this person undergoing Nascent Soul formation. If they are 'invited' out later, there will certainly be a chance for all you Fellow Daoists to meet them!” His voice carried a hint of grimness, especially emphasizing the word "invited."

As soon as he said this, all the Cultivators in the great hall immediately glanced sideways. If no one from the Cloud Heaven Sect was currently forming their Nascent Soul, then this matter became interesting.

At the same time, the Cultivators from the various surrounding Schools and Families felt a degree of regret in their hearts, secretly thinking that the person forming their Nascent Soul was truly unwise. They feared that today, the moment of their Nascent Soul formation, would also be the moment of their death.

The face of the Cloud Heaven Sect surpassed everything. This person was doomed!

Liu Fei, the Sect Master of the Cloud Heaven Sect's Outer Branch, had an extremely ugly expression. His eyes filled with cold intent, and he said with a fake smile, “I'd like to see who has the audacity to borrow my Cloud Heaven Mountain Range to form their Nascent Soul! I will certainly claim their Nascent Soul!”

Liu Fei kept a straight face, flicked his sleeve, and instantly vanished from the spot. At the same time, all the Nascent Soul Cultivators from the various Schools in the hall activated their Divine Abilities and exited the great hall. These people were all harboring a mentality of watching the show. One must realize that for the Cloud Heaven Sect, being the number one School in Chu State, such exciting events were truly rare.

As for the main business of coming here today, it had long been forgotten. Compared to forming a Nascent Soul, the Dual Cultivation Ceremony was truly insignificant.

The moment they left the great hall and appeared outside, the seven Heaven Seizing Cauldrons displayed on the square suddenly emitted a deafening hum. Immediately after, the seven cauldrons scattered outwards on their own, as if manipulated by a giant hand, and deep ravines and Rifts split open in the ground amidst bursts of massive cracking sounds.

Dense streams of Cold, Yin Qi diffused out from the ground Rifts and ravines, instantly chilling the entire great hall square.

Although Sima Yunnan looked normal, his heart stirred. In his opinion, this aura was definitely not something an ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator could emit.

He glanced sideways at the others and found that although the dozen or so Nascent Soul Cultivators on the square all looked normal, their eyes revealed solemnity.

Liu Fei let out a cold snort, his body like lightning, and suddenly plunged into the ground Rift. At the same time, he roared, “Which Fellow Daoist dares to borrow my Cloud Heaven Sect to form their Nascent Soul? Do you think the Cloud Heaven Sect has no one?!”

Just as his body sank into the ground Rift, a startled cry suddenly came from within the ravine. This cry came precisely from Liu Fei, and it contained a strong sense of panic.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Nascent Soul Cultivators immediately retreated a few steps, staring solemnly at the ravine, as if it contained some ancient God or Devil.

Sun Zhenwei's father, the Gray-Robed Old Man, changed his expression and advanced instead of retreating. At the same time, the Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Cloud Heaven Sect also stepped forward, each taking out a Magic Treasure from their Storage Pouch.

At this moment, Sun Zhenwei had already rushed out of the great hall. Since he lacked the teleportation Divine Ability of Nascent Soul Cultivators, he was naturally a step slower. The feeling of dread in his heart grew stronger, reaching a certain limit. The sense of impending disaster was now imminent.

Li Muwan followed leisurely behind him. She looked at Sun Zhenwei's back with a hint of mockery in her eyes, then looked towards the ravine, a trace of tenderness flashing across her face.

The Gray-Robed Old Man was about to lean in to check when he suddenly noticed Sun Zhenwei coming out, so he shouted, “Zhenwei, go back and wait! This is not a place for you!”

“Since you have come, don't leave!” A voice as cold as the depths of winter emanated eerily from the underground ravine.

Sun Zhenwei's body went weak, and he nearly collapsed onto the ground. This voice was extremely familiar to him; it was the source of the dread he had been feeling lately.

Immediately after, a cold, stern, white-haired youth slowly floated out of the ravine. A Purple Star-light flickered between his eyebrows. The entire person was like a block of ten-thousand-year Profound Ice. The moment this person appeared, the surrounding air instantly became even colder.

In his right hand, he grasped Liu Fei's hair. As the man's body continuously rose, Liu Fei's pale-faced, tightly shut body slowly became visible.

At the same time, Sun Zhenwei's father, the Gray-Robed Old Man, immediately retreated a few steps, staring intently at this person. The several Cloud Heaven Sect Nascent Soul Cultivators surrounding them also had chilling gazes.

The Nascent Soul Cultivators from the surrounding Schools, such as Sima Yunnan and his peers, all showed expressions of shock. They remained silent, quietly observing the situation. After all, if even Liu Fei couldn't withstand a single move from the opponent, then their assistance would be useless.

Song Qing gasped. With an imperceptible wave of his right hand behind his back, an Elder immediately and quietly took out a Jade Slip, just as he was about to activate it.

The white-haired, stern youth glanced indifferently at Song Qing and the old man, a hint of mockery appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Song Qing's heart immediately trembled. He felt as if he had been seen through completely—a feeling he only experienced when facing the Ancestor within the Sect. He couldn't help but feel horrified, retreating a few steps with a pale face.

As for the Elder, he was even worse off; the Jade Slip in his hand nearly dropped, and he dared not move. He had no doubt that if he continued to activate the Jade Slip, the consequences would be severe.

Song Qing took a deep breath, quickly glanced at Liu Fei in the opponent's hand, and forcefully composed himself, saying, “Fellow Daoist, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!”

This white-haired youth was none other than Wang Lin! His gaze swept over, landing on Li Muwan. A trace of tenderness flashed in his cold eyes, and he opened his left hand, softly saying, “Come!”

Li Muwan smiled sweetly and walked toward Wang Lin. Along the way, all the Nascent Soul Cultivators from the various Schools blocking her path stepped aside, yielding the way. No one dared to stick their neck out for the Cloud Heaven Sect at this moment.

Sima Yunnan took a deep breath, his eyes flickering slightly. He was an extremely ambitious person. For thousands of years, the Cloud Heaven Sect had consistently suppressed the Vast Heaven Sect. Although Sima Yunnan resented this in his heart, he was helpless.

The moment the white-haired youth appeared, he immediately thought of Xu Li's description. He was now absolutely certain that this person was the Great Fiend from the Cultivation Devil Sea!

However, even he hadn't expected that this person's cultivation could capture Liu Fei so effortlessly. This greatly astonished him.

At the very least, he couldn't see through Liu Fei's cultivation. Inferring from this, he dared not imagine the cultivation of the young man before him. But at the same time, he was overjoyed. The stronger this young man was, the greater the disaster the Cloud Heaven Sect would face today. Especially Liu Fei, who had just boasted about taking this person's Nascent Soul, but was now captured alive instead. The Cloud Heaven Sect had utterly lost face.

Li Muwan walked forward, and everyone stepped aside. Even Song Qing, after his face flickered between green and white, forced a smile and cleared the path.

Only the Grey-Robed Old Man’s expression was extremely ugly. Li Muwan was his prospective daughter-in-law, yet now, with a single word from that man, she had obediently walked over. This immediately caused him great embarrassment.

However, he was highly calculating. Although he was furious inside, his expression quickly returned to normal, and he stepped aside to clear the path.

Li Muwan walked among these Nascent Soul Cultivators. In the past, whenever these people saw her, they would smile outwardly but be full of arrogance internally, and their speech would often be quite forceful. But today, every single one of these Nascent Soul Cultivators felt deep apprehension, and the way they looked at her had become completely different.

Li Muwan knew that all of this was because of one person—a person who made them afraid, a person they had to be wary of, a person who could easily capture Liu Fei. This person was her man, Wang Lin!

After arriving beside Wang Lin, Li Muwan smiled sweetly, like a hundred flowers blooming. Standing by his side, her heart was filled with intense satisfaction at this moment.

Wang Lin’s gaze shifted and landed on Sun Zhenwei. Sun Zhenwei’s face was pale. He stared at Wang Lin; his usual mildness had long vanished, replaced by resentment in his eyes.

Wang Lin softly uttered, "Die!"

The extreme realm Divine Sense suddenly moved, instantly enveloping the entire plaza in a vast, unbelievable Divine Sense. All the Nascent Soul Cultivators gasped, their Nascent Souls becoming rarely unstable and trembling faintly within their bodies.

This feeling came quickly and departed just as fast. Sun Zhenwei’s body trembled, his eyes glazed over, and he slowly fell to the ground. After twitching a few times, he became completely still.

His father, the Grey-Robed Old Man, stared blankly at Sun Zhenwei, his eyes instantly turning red. He leaped forward, quickly reaching Sun Zhenwei’s side. He patted his Storage Pouch with his right hand and pulled out several bottles of Medicinal Pills, but his hands began to tremble. Finally, he tossed the Medicinal Pills away, looked up at Wang Lin, and said word by word, "Why!"

Wang Lin’s right hand shook, and Liu Fei, held in his grasp, immediately trembled slightly and opened his eyes. His face was pale, his cultivation was confined by a strange power, and his eyes were full of indignation. He roared, "If you want to kill me, then kill me! Why humiliate this old man!"

Song Qing felt anxious internally, thinking that even if he hadn't sent a message to the Ancestor, they should have noticed the anomaly here. Why hadn't they arrived yet!

He took a deep breath, thinking that the only option now was to stall for time. He forced a smile and said, "Senior, my Cloud Heaven Sect did not know that Elder Li was an old acquaintance of yours, and we have caused offense. This matter is our Cloud Heaven Sect's fault first. Why don't you enter the main hall, and we can apologize?"

Given his age, how could he not know the full story now? He couldn't help but inwardly criticize the Ancestor for being too meddlesome. Li Muwan was fine as she was, but he insisted on stirring up this trouble. He never expected Li Muwan to have such a friend. As for Sun Zhenwei's death, in his view, it was nothing major, merely an outer sect Core Formation Disciple.

"Today is a personal grievance between this Wang and this person. If outsiders interfere, do not blame me for being ruthless." Wang Lin ignored Song Qing, pointed at the Grey-Robed Old Man, and slowly spoke.

The Grey-Robed Old Man laughed maniacally. He slapped his Storage Pouch, and immediately seven Purple Flying Swords shot out from within. As soon as these Flying Swords appeared, they emitted monstrous Sword Qi. Using his Middle Stage Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, he instantly mobilized the seven swords, which swiftly rushed toward Wang Lin.

Liu Fei showed a look of intolerance, but in the end, he sighed and remained silent. Earlier, underground, as soon as he appeared, he was immediately enveloped by a destructive aura. His Nascent Soul nearly left his body. He could clearly feel that he would instantly die with just a single thought from the opponent.

He hadn't experienced this feeling in a very long time. Even the Ancestor couldn't make him feel this way, after all, Liu Fei's cultivation had already reached the peak of the Middle Stage Nascent Soul Stage, and he had even stepped one foot into the Late Stage.

Wang Lin's gaze was calm and unwavering. He completely ignored the seven incoming swords. His extreme realm Divine Sense moved again, and the long-absent red flicker in his eyes burst forth wildly.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The Grey-Robed Old Man spat out blood, his eyes glazed over, and his Nascent Soul immediately flew out from his heavenly spirit. As soon as the Nascent Soul appeared, it instantly teleported away without looking back.

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed. He slapped his Storage Pouch with his right hand, pulled out a Bronze Mirror, performed Hand Seals with both hands, and tossed it upward. The mirror immediately flashed with Azure Radiance, followed by a beam of Azure Light radiating from the mirror, which instantly shone upon the fleeing Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul screamed miserably, trapped entirely within the Azure Light, with plumes of green smoke continuously emitting from its infant body.

Wang Lin beckoned with his right hand, and the Azure Light immediately retracted. The Nascent Soul inside was grabbed by Wang Lin. After glancing at it, he showed a ruthless look, reached out and wiped away the Nascent Soul's Divine Sense, then casually tossed it to Li Muwan, saying plainly, "Take it for Alchemy!"

Li Muwan smiled as she took it with one hand and obediently placed it into her Storage Pouch. She nodded and said sweetly, "Mhm, this should be enough to refine a high-quality Spirit Pill."

Silence reigned all around. Unbeknownst to anyone, the Cultivators from various Schools inside the main hall had already come out. Having witnessed the scene just now, they all held their breath, fearfully staring at Wang Lin. Xu Li was among them; he stared blankly after seeing Wang Lin but quickly lowered his head, feeling immense shock in his heart.

As for the surrounding Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Cloud Heaven Sect, they were all angry but dared not speak, their gazes toward Wang Lin filled with dread.

The Nascent Soul Cultivators from the other Schools also retreated several steps, maintaining a certain distance from Wang Lin. They had already decided that they would absolutely not get involved, no matter what.

Immediately after killing the Grey-Robed Old Man, Wang Lin did not hesitate. He tossed his right hand, and Liu Fei's body was constrained by an invisible force, involuntarily following closely. At the same time, Wang Lin embraced Li Muwan, and his body shot out like lightning, instantly leaping toward the nearest Cloud Heaven Sect Elder.

That Elder’s expression changed, and he immediately attempted to teleport. However, while his body was still in the state of teleportation, he immediately felt a world-destroying power rush into his Sea of Consciousness, as if a giant hand was stirring things inside. He instantly spat out blood and reappeared from the teleportation state. Following this, he felt a chill in his abdomen. When he looked down, his Nascent Soul had already been forcefully extracted.

At this moment, Wang Lin's figure had already shifted to the next person. These Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators immediately retreated, each sacrificing various powerful Magic Treasures to launch an attack.

Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators were not ordinary people after all. They had their own dignity. If they were fighting one-on-one, they might retreat, but with so many people attacking one person, they dared to fight, even if the opponent possessed heaven-defying cultivation.

Of course, the most important thing was that these Cloud Heaven Sect Elders knew that the Ancestor would arrive soon!

However, their Magic Treasure attacks were restrained, as Liu Fei was completely confined next to the opponent. Consequently, their attacks were slowed down, as if their hands and feet were tied.

Just then, from deep within the Cloud Heaven Sect, five heaven-reaching Divine Senses suddenly erupted, and five figures, like shooting stars, sped over. Their speed was several times faster than ordinary teleportation.

Almost instantly, the five individuals arrived above the Cloud Heaven Sect plaza.

"Stop!" A furious roar swept over from the horizon like a gale.

However, although their speed was fast, Wang Lin's speed was even greater. Since he started moving, his figure hadn't paused for a moment. Embracing Li Muwan, he captured and killed the Cloud Heaven Sect Nascent Soul Elders one by one.

The extreme realm Divine Sense flashed rapidly, and the red flicker in Wang Lin's eyes surged wildly. In an instant, three more Cloud Heaven Sect Nascent Soul Cultivators were killed by Wang Lin while caught off guard. Wang Lin erased the Divine Sense of all their Nascent Souls and threw them to Li Muwan for Alchemy. Even if a Nascent Soul managed to escape, it could not evade the pursuit of the Bronze Mirror.

As a result, out of the nine Cloud Heaven Sect Nascent Soul Cultivators, including Liu Fei and Song Qing, five were immediately killed. As for Liu Fei, he was currently half-dead.

At this point, only three Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Cloud Heaven Sect remained, including Song Qing. These three huddled together, their eyes filled with terror.

In reality, if these Nascent Soul Cultivators had swarmed him the moment Wang Lin appeared, bombarding him with all their Magic Treasures simultaneously, then even if Wang Lin could kill them, he would certainly have been severely injured. That is why, when Wang Lin first appeared, he did not immediately leave the underground, but waited for people to come down and investigate.

He used this opportunity to shock the entire audience with his powerful cultivation. This was also why he hadn't killed Liu Fei. After revealing himself, he didn't immediately attack, but used this deterrent effect to have Li Muwan come to his side. In this way, he had no more reservations.

The objective of this battle was still deterrence!

He was waiting for the moment he killed Sun Zhenwei's father, the Nascent Soul Cultivator, to create a visual shock for everyone around, and he seized this opportunity to commence the slaughter.

All of this was done to prevent these Nascent Soul Cultivators from forming a coordinated attack!

At the same time, Liu Fei was also his trump card. If the opponents launched a joint attack, Wang Lin would immediately use Liu Fei as a human shield for resistance.

Furthermore, the statement about not killing outsiders was a setup to dismantle any intervention from other Schools. After all, having witnessed his strength, the Nascent Soul Cultivators from those other Schools were already terrified.

After killing three people, Wang Lin paused, looking up at the sky. He saw five white-haired old men with grim faces, their eyes carrying monstrous rage.

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