bullyxtreme Chapter 59 The disciple has disappeared yet again.
Chapter 59 The disciple has disappeared yet again.
"Shattered...shattered core to form a nascent soul?"
Wang Wu's eyes widened, and he sat up in shock from his deathbed.
"Yes, but due to the Yin-Yang Curse, you cannot mobilize your cultivation or sense the existence of the Nascent Soul."
Mei Shiyu said worriedly, "Although a leap in realm is a good thing, it is also a tribulation."
The process of breaking through the core to form the nascent soul is a process of accumulating strength and then unleashing it. It not only requires the cultivator to have a solid foundation and strong cultivation, but also to have the right timing and location. It is best to cultivate in seclusion in a place with abundant spiritual energy. It can take several years at most and a few months at least to pass through smoothly.
This process is not something that everyone can achieve 100% success with.
There is only one possible outcome: entering the Nascent Soul stage, which brings joy to everyone.
The failures were varied and bizarre. Some fell into demonic possession, some died peacefully, and some lost their golden cores without developing a spiritual embryo—these were the most regrettable, as they unwittingly went from cultivators to ordinary mortals, working hard for hundreds of years only to return to square one overnight.
The cultivation of immortality has nine levels. The five levels of Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Deity Transformation are the lower level; the three levels of Void Refining, Body Integration, and Great Ascension are the middle level; and the Tribulation Transcending stage is the highest level.
Each realm can be further divided into three stages: early stage, middle stage, and late stage.
On the path of cultivation, no cultivator dares to underestimate any advancement in realm or any stage of progress, regarding it as a matter of life and death.
Judging from Wang Wu's current condition, the situation is not optimistic.
"Alas, death is the only truly difficult thing in the world..."
Wang Wu collapsed to the ground again, looking up at the dark sky, his depression intensified, his heart filled with sorrow.
"No, it's about putting yourself in a life-or-death situation and then living, throwing yourself into a deadly situation and then surviving."
Mei Shiyu said earnestly, "It all depends on your own fate. If you are determined to die, you will definitely not survive. But if you have the courage to face death and live, there may be a turning point."
Wang Wu couldn't listen to any words of comfort at that moment. He felt that the advice was just empty talk and closed his eyes peacefully, ready to die with a smile on his face.
"Speak of the devil, and he appears. The turning point has arrived!"
Li Tingyun crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at the figure walking briskly from the darkness in the distance.
The person drew closer, carrying a lantern in his hand. His silhouette became clearer under the warm orange light, until a smiling face appeared... It was an old acquaintance.
"It's him! It's him!"
Wang Wu opened his eyes, stood up abruptly, full of energy and vigor.
"Damn it! You cheated me out of spirit stones, you sold me counterfeit goods, you untrustworthy scoundrel, how dare you show your face in front of me?!"
He pointed at the vendor's nose and cursed, "Fine, fine, I'm about to die! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"
Compared to him, a "dying man," the vendor, whose face was abnormally pale and who had black eyes, was simply too pitiful.
"Please calm down and listen to me. I was sent by my master to invite you all to our residence for a chat..."
"Your master? Who is your master? Like father, like son!"
"The master said that you are all intelligent people, and you will know who he is without having to give your names."
"..."
Wang Wu rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the vendor's collar, and was about to attack, saying, "Are you indirectly calling me stupid?"
Having lost his cultivation, he could only vaguely sense abdominal pain. Only when he experienced occasional violent fluctuations would he realize the life-or-death crisis. Although he was already at his limit, his stubbornness would flare up, and he could even come back to life from the dead. He didn't care about anything else, such as "imminent danger".
“Brother Wang,” Mei Shiyu stopped him from hurting anyone, “you are not feeling well, it would be best not to get angry.”
He turned to the vendor and said, "Since it was your master who extended the invitation, I can't refuse. You lead the way, and we'll follow."
Li Tingyun suddenly asked, "Master, are we really going? I don't want to see him."
Mei Shiyu said, "We must go. Things need to be settled eventually. Besides, we're facing many inconveniences here, while he knows this place inside and out. Perhaps he really can help us with something. Especially..."
He looked at Wang Wu.
Wang Wu looked completely bewildered, not very bright.
"Can you please explain yourselves clearly? Who exactly is 'he'?"
"With such extensive connections in the area, even street vendors can be recruited to work for him, and he also likes to keep an eye on our movements, able to find us whenever he wants... Who else could it be but Si Wuxie?"
Li Tingyun said.
He understood what Mei Shiyu meant.
Wang Wu urgently needs to find a place to settle down and focus on his cultivation. Don't be fooled by his current lively and energetic appearance; it's actually just a temporary resurgence of his vitality. If this continues, we might as well start the feast.
There are no immortal caves, cultivation grounds, or purification chambers in this area; only Si Wuxie's place is a good place to go.
Although Si Wuxie has close ties with the underworld, he does not completely obey the Netherworld and the Ghost King. Moreover, his twin sister Si Wuyou is still in their hands, so he cannot and will not do anything to them.
"Si Wuxie? He's definitely up to no good! Tell me, how did you find us?"
Wang Wu glared angrily at the vendor, only to see the vendor's gaze shift downwards and land on his trousers.
“You were wearing the shroud I wore before I died, of course I could find you.”
The vendor smiled gently.
Wang Wu remembered that these pants were the ones the vendor had given him for free when he bought the fake ones, because the vendor thought he looked uncouth wearing bright red underwear.
At that time, he even thought that this person was actually quite nice!
Wang Wu felt extremely uncomfortable. How could he wear a dead person's clothes? That was incredibly unlucky!
I wish I could take my pants off right there in the street.
But then he thought about it again. The young man who was with him was even more ferocious. He not only snatched the burial clothes but also tortured the older brother into a vengeful ghost. Even so, nothing bad happened. It can be seen that as long as you are tough, there are no taboos.
People can only feel psychologically balanced by comparison.
Wang Wu stopped dwelling on these minor details and asked, "So you've been watching us since then?"
The vendor twirled the lantern in his hand and nodded. "My master is very perceptive and can predict the future. He foresaw your itinerary and knew that you were in trouble at the border market, so he sent me to help you."
He took a token from the end of the lantern handle.
"This is the edict of the underworld messengers. With this, even if you go out on the streets during the ban period, you will not be bothered by the night patrol gods."
"What are you spouting after the event? We wiped out the Night Wanderer a long time ago!"
"What did you say?! Who did this?"
His gaze shifted, fixing on Wang Wu. His dark pupils suddenly dilated, obscuring the entire whites of his eyes, turning them into two large, black holes. He asked in a sinister tone, "Could it be you?"
Wang Wu frowned. "So what if it's me? So what if it's not me? You coward, who are you trying to scare?"
Mei Shiyu sighed softly, pulled him behind her, and said, "The Night Wanderer belongs to Judge Cui Jue. It is formless and intangible. I dispersed it, but I did not destroy its spiritual core. Even if we are to become enemies, it is a matter between me and the Judge. What does it have to do with your master?"
"No, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to say... well done!"
The vendor was so excited that he almost couldn't maintain his surgically repaired face, revealing his gruesome death.
"The two wandering spirits are already in need of discipline, but the judge is too lazy to care. He lets them devour souls and steal magic stones in the market. We've already beaten them up several times behind their backs, but they're incorrigible!"
However, due to his colleague relationship with the judge, Si Wuxie hesitated to act too harshly.
The vendor patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, the judge has no jurisdiction over our lord. As long as you agree to come and visit, our lord will definitely treat you well."
Mei Shiyu nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you to lead the way."
As they spoke, a white mist gradually rose around them, making the vendor's lantern shine even brighter.
He explained, “The Si family mansion is built in a mysterious way. Only by carrying this lantern can we light our way. Without the master’s permission, no one can find the mansion. You must stay close to me and not get separated in the fog.”
He had barely finished speaking when Mei Shiyu turned around and found that his apprentice was gone.
Let go.