Chapter 366: Chapter 237: The Traitor Appears
"The four great Golden Core Blessed Lands are the very foundation of our Holy Sect’s legacy. Your Cultivation is still shallow—only at the Purple Mansion Eighth Level. There’s no rush to make a choice."
"Wait until your Cultivation is higher, at the Purple Mansion Ninth Level, when you are preparing for Core Formation. You can decide then."
As she was leaving, Venerable Linglong didn’t forget to add a final instruction.
"Mo Bai, treat the Cyan Cloud Sect’s Dao Child well. Do not lose face for the Holy Sect."
"As you command!"
Liu Mobai said, "Welcome, Fellow Daoist Ye. It is an honor to have you as a guest in our Holy Sect."
Qin Xuan, however, sensed a hint of malice in his smile.
...
Mountains like swords pierced the clouds.
In the days that followed, Liu Mobai truly did show Qin Xuan many of the Holy Sect’s sights.
On this day, the two of them hovered in the air above a desolate and deathly silent mountain range.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, please look. This place is one of our Holy Sect’s four Golden Core Blessed Lands, the Ten Thousand Bone Skull Ridge. Are you interested?"
Liu Mobai said, pointing to the mountain-like piles of exposed white bones below.
Qin Xuan’s face showed the perfect amount of curiosity.
"I’d like to hear the details."
Liu Mobai said, "The Ten Thousand Bone Skull Ridge is the site of a Divinity Transformation battlefield from ten thousand years ago. Countless skeletons are buried beneath the ground. Of course, the remains of the many Cultivators from our Holy Sect who met an unjust end are also retrieved and buried here, so their leaves may return to their roots."
Qin Xuan said, "Your esteemed sect is truly sentimental and righteous."
"The bonds between fellow sect members are deep. It is simply our duty."
Liu Mobai waved his hand dismissively. "The death energy here has settled for ten thousand years, making it incomparably pure. If you form your Golden Core here, you can create the White Bone Demon God Pill."
Qin Xuan’s gaze hardened slightly as he felt the deathly aura surging toward the heavens.
Even his Divine Soul couldn’t help but tremble.
"The White Bone Demon God Pill... What is so miraculous about this Pill?"
"Once the Pill is formed, your Magical Power will naturally carry the power of death. When you use Divine Techniques, they will have the effect of corroding bones and extinguishing the soul..."
Liu Mobai continued, "If you can form a Top Grade Pill, you can use its Pill Power to control an army of skeletons. You alone would be an army, and ordinary Cultivators would struggle to even get near you."
The words had barely left his mouth when a Foundation Establishment Incense Master appeared, dumping nearly a hundred desiccated bodies of Qi Cultivation Demon Cultivators from his Storage Pouch and tossing them into the Ten Thousand Bone Skull Ridge.
Seeing the Incense Master’s actions, Liu Mobai’s expression instantly turned cold.
’I just finished saying we bury our unjustly killed sect members here, and you go and toss a hundred skeletons in. What is the meaning of this?’
"You there! What are you doing here?" Liu Mobai barked.
"Greetings, Master Demon Child!" The moment he saw Liu Mobai, the Foundation Establishment Incense Master was scared half to death, trembling from head to toe.
"This lowly one... this lowly one was ordered to dispose of these disobedient ones..."
Qin Xuan looked at Liu Mobai with a faint smile.
Before the Foundation Establishment Incense Master could finish his sentence, Liu Mobai struck him dead with a single palm strike.
Liu Mobai gave an awkward laugh. "Fellow Daoist Ye, a pure coincidence."
...
Afterwards, Liu Mobai led Qin Xuan to a blood-red vortex sealed by a powerful Restriction.
Even through the Array’s light screen, he could feel the overwhelming stench of blood.
"This is the Blood Sea Secret Realm, a small, independent space. At the center of the Secret Realm, an Innate Blood Spring is gestating."
Liu Mobai explained, "By cultivating with this spring, one can condense the Blood Sea True Demon Pill. The wonder of this Pill lies in its immortality. Once formed, your Magical Power will be as vast as the sea... As long as a single drop of your blood remains, you can consume Pill Essence to reconstruct your Flesh Body. In terms of life-preservation, it’s arguably the best of the four Blessed Lands."
"Rebirth from a drop of blood? It’s that powerful?" Qin Xuan was shocked.
Liu Mobai rubbed his nose and coughed lightly. "COUGH COUGH, that might be a slight exaggeration, but regrowing a severed limb is certainly no problem."
Then, Liu Mobai waved his sleeve.
An image of light and shadow appeared, revealing the phantom of a dark, deep, and ghost-haunted region.
"This is the Eternal Ghost Realm. It connects to a sliver of the Netherworld and is filled with the purest Profound Yin Ghost Qi."
Liu Mobai’s voice grew lower, laced with a hint of temptation.
"If you undergo Core Formation here, you can obtain the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor Pill... Once the Pill is formed, you can command ten thousand ghosts. Your Divine Techniques will become bizarre and unpredictable, especially adept at attacking the Divine Soul. You could kill from the shadows, unseen and impossible to guard against."
Qin Xuan clicked his tongue in wonder.
Finally, from a great distance, the two looked out at a colossal mountain that was constantly erupting with black Demon Flames.
"That is the Lava Demon Cave, located at the intersection of an Earth Core Fire Vein and the Nine Nether Demonic Qi. Raging flames and demonic fiend-qi are interwoven there, making it the most violent of all."
Liu Mobai’s expression also grew more solemn.
"You can condense the Heaven-Burning Fiend Demon Pill there. Once formed, its Power of Fire Evil is tyrannical and unmatched, and its offensive strength is the greatest among the four Blessed Lands. However... the cultivation process is also exceedingly perilous. The slightest mistake will result in the Pill’s destruction, your own death, and the scattering of your soul."
Qin Xuan listened in silence.
He committed the details of each Blessed Land to memory.
’When I undergo Core Formation, I should choose from one of these four Blessed Lands.’
This information was crucial for his future choice.
Just as Qin Xuan was about to ask for more details, his gaze was suddenly drawn to a commotion in the distance.
’Wait, is that... in the direction of the Huaizhong Altar?!’
’The absolute nerve! How dare they cause trouble at my Huaizhong Altar!’
Qin Xuan’s face remained expressionless, but inside, he was seething with uncontrollable rage.
Because he could see that Zhao Youliang was on the verge of being beaten to death!
Liu Mobai also glanced over, a gloating smile touching the corners of his lips. "Well now, it seems things are getting lively over at Master Qin’s place."
Qin Xuan suppressed the rage in his heart, a slight smile on his face as he showed the perfect amount of curiosity. "Fellow Daoist Liu, what is that?"
"Heh, it’s nothing. Just a bit of dirty laundry."
Liu Mobai waved his hand, seemingly unwilling to say more.
Qin Xuan’s tone held a note of insistence. "Since it is an internal affair of your esteemed sect, it is not my place to ask. But since we’ve happened upon it, I would like to witness the style of the Holy Sect. Would Fellow Daoist Liu be willing to take me for a look?"
A calculating glint flashed in Liu Mobai’s eyes as he smiled. "Since Fellow Daoist Ye is interested, there’s no harm in taking a look."
...
At that moment, the Huaizhong Altar was as chaotic as a kicked hornet’s nest.
The Low-level Qi Cultivation Disciples looked terrified, and even the Foundation Establishment Elders were packing their belongings, wanting only to escape this land of trouble as quickly as possible.