Chapter 227: Ink Jurren’s Anomaly, A Hidden Scheme?

However, in the end, Wu Li had no choice but to agree. The reason was Ink Jurren's claim that within the Secret Realm lay an opportunity to become an Immortal Emperor. If Wu Li could uncover it, then it could help him achieve that status.

If Ink Jurren were to become an Immortal Emperor, it would bring Wu Li a hundred benefits without a single harm. After all, what he needed was to Cultivate in peace. If Ink Jurren became powerful, it would, by extension, mean the Seven Mysteries Sect became stronger, and no one would dare disturb his Cultivation.

"Master, this Disciple obeys your command."

After Wu Li cupped his fist and agreed, he took his leave. The two had already agreed that in one month's time, Ink Jurren would personally take Wu Li to that ancient Secret Realm.

What Wu Li failed to see was that after he left, a trace of hidden greed flickered deep within Ink Jurren's eyes, and its target was none other than Wu Li himself.

"Boss, so you're heading to the ancient Secret Realm in a month?"

After returning to his Dao Field, Zhang Tie learned of this matter from Wu Li. As Wu Li's trusted confidant, apart from matters requiring secrecy, Wu Li generally kept nothing from Zhang Tie.

Hearing this, Wu Li nodded.

"Although Master said that Secret Realm is extremely safe after his investigation, and with my strength I wouldn't encounter danger, I still need to make all necessary preparations. So, for this month, do not disturb me."

With that, Wu Li began to have Zhang Tie leave. He then closed his Dao Field and started refining and preparing the things he needed. Given ample time, the items Wu Li required far exceeded those of Cultivators in the same Realm.

After Wu Li entered seclusion, Zhang Tie received a transmission from Ink Jurren and soon arrived at his Dao Field.

"Sect Leader, you summoned me?"

Zhang Tie arrived before Ink Jurren, respectfully cupping his fist and bowing as he inquired.

Hearing this, Ink Jurren nodded with a satisfied expression.

"Excellent. The Diamond Body, a fine seedling for Innate Body Refining, is the most suitable candidate to be refined into a Puppet."

"Puppet? Sect Leader, what do you mean by that?"

Upon hearing Ink Jurren's words, Zhang Tie's brow furrowed involuntarily, and his inner vigilance rose. Just as he intended to turn and flee, in the next second, Ink Jurren appeared before him, directly reaching out to grab Zhang Tie's neck and lifting him up.

Although Zhang Tie's talent was good, having Cultivated from a Mortal to the Golden Core Stage in less than ten years since joining the sect, it was nothing in the face of an Immortal Reverent Peak.

"Sect Leader, spare my life!"

"Enough. I will make good use of your body. You can go in peace."

Ink Jurren's eyes were full of coldness as he directly used his cultivation to obliterate Zhang Tie's Divine Soul, leaving behind only an empty husk.

Ink Jurren released his grip, and Zhang Tie's body fell to the ground.

"The Diamond Body can be refined into a Puppet, ensuring my safety for a short period. Next is Wu Li. With the help of the Space-Time Divine Body, it will definitely assist me in comprehending the Bottleneck and achieving a Breakthrough to Immortal Emperor."

Thinking this, Ink Jurren extended his hand. In the next moment, several pieces of forging Materials flew out from his inner world, landing into Zhang Tie's body before him and Fusing with it.

Zhang Tie's aura began to continuously grow stronger and stronger at this moment.

The difference between a Puppet and a weapon is not great, so naturally, forging Materials are used in its refinement.

Time passed unknowingly, and a full month went by. During this month, both Wu Li and Ink Jurren had prepared almost everything.

"Phew, with the help of so many portable Formations, Talismans, and Medicinal Pills, a mere Secret Realm shouldn't be able to trouble me. Even if a Golden Immortal Peak were to attack, I could slay them."

Looking at his strategic arsenal, Wu Li nodded with satisfaction.

At precisely that moment, Ink Jurren's voice sounded by his ear.

"Disciple, are you ready? If you are, it's time to set off."

"Master, I am ready."

Although curious about why his Master's tone was somewhat strange, Wu Li didn't dwell on it. After all, his Master was an Immortal Reverent Peak; there was no reason for him to harm Wu Li.

Soon, under Ink Jurren's lead, Wu Li arrived before an ancient Secret Realm. The moment he sensed the Secret Realm, Wu Li's expression became extremely grave.

"Such a dense aura. It truly is an ancient Secret Realm."

"Mm, enter. Your Master will wait for you outside."

Ink Jurren looked at Wu Li and instructed. Hearing this, Wu Li nodded, then turned and entered the Secret Realm.

However, once Wu Li entered the Secret Realm, Ink Jurren immediately followed suit, entering right after him.

At the same time, in the Central Region, Wu Hao had also arrived near the Secret Realm. Watching Ink Jurren enter, he couldn't help but sigh.

"This foolish Great-Grandson of mine is really too gullible. But perhaps this is for the best. A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit. If it can help him grow, it's not a bad thing."

Thinking this, Wu Hao also immediately followed and entered the Secret Realm.

Inside the Secret Realm at this moment, Wu Li had just stepped in when he sensed something was wrong.

Looking at the eight massive iron pillars standing tall within the Secret Realm, Wu Li realized something was amiss. His expression turned extremely ugly as he spoke.

"This is wrong. This isn't an ancient Secret Realm. This is… an altar!"

"Correct, my Disciple. You've finally discovered it. This is the grand gift I've meticulously prepared for you."

At that moment, a laugh came from behind Wu Li. Hearing it, Wu Li didn't turn around. Instead, he directly threw out countless Talismans and portable Formations from his Storage Ring.

In an instant, countless attacks landed behind Wu Li, stirring up terrifying shockwaves that spread in all directions. Even Wu Li had to expend considerable effort to withstand them.

However, as the shockwaves dispersed, Ink Jurren's figure appeared unscathed in Wu Li's sight.

Seeing this, Wu Li's heart instantly sank.

"Master, why are you treating me like this?"

"Hahaha, what 'why'? In the world of Cultivation, actions themselves have no 'why'. There is only self-interest. If one does not act for oneself, heaven and earth will destroy them. Blame yourself for possessing the Space-Time Divine Body. As long as I Possess you, I can rapidly grow stronger, Breakthrough the Immortal Reverent Peak, and become an Immortal Emperor!

No, far more than that. The Immortal Emperor is merely the starting point for the Space-Time Divine Body! Hahahaha!"

Ink Jurren's face was full of maniacal laughter, brimming with excitement at the prospect of becoming an Immortal Emperor.

Hearing this, Wu Li's heart sank completely. Clearly, he had never expected his Master to treat him this way. He had been utterly sincere towards his Master, yet his Master coveted his body.