Free Web NovelChapter 437: Chapter 264: Cultivation World 54_3
Before leaving, Si Lingle carved out a cave abode in a mountain range in the Jiuli Realm, leaving behind the Puppet legacy.
She hoped that in the future, someone destined could obtain the Puppet legacy.
After leaving the legacy behind, Si Lingle sent a voice transmission to several disciples and another to her friend in the Netherworld, then left.
However, not long after she left the sea area, she was ambushed.
The ten High-level Cultivators who ambushed her were killed by the Immortal Beast contracted to Si Lingle without her needing to take action.
She picked through their belongings, leaving the rest to Daba and the others.
Daba and the others also needed cultivation.
This time traveling to other realms was much easier than moving from the Qingxuan Pseudo Realm to the Jiuli Realm.
When encountering demon beasts with similar strength, Si Lingle would use the "Myriad Phenomena Mixed Yuan Unity" spell against them.
If she couldn’t win, Daba and the others would solve the problem.
It took Si Lingle less than ten years to reach the Daluo Lower Realm.
The way to find the Daluo Lower Realm, of course, was through clues and information bought with Flower Spirit Stones.
In the Jiuli Realm, there were quite a few High-level Cultivators who had trained in other realms.
The cultivators who returned from training would map out the routes they took and sell them for high prices.
The reason for coming to the Daluo Lower Realm was because two of the few friends she had were in this Daluo Lower Realm.
Lan Xin, a disciple from the Sky Dragon Sect of the Daluo Lower Realm; Yan Li, a cultivator from the Divine Strategy Palace of the Daluo Lower Realm. ƒreewebɳovel.com
They had not been seen for hundreds of years, and she wondered what level their cultivation had reached.
The place where Si Lingle landed was the demon world sea area of the Daluo Lower Realm.
Waves crashed against the reefs, and Si Lingle walked ashore, stepping through the salty foam. She lightly tapped her forehead with her fingertip, and the lightning breath around her instantly receded, replaced by a faint demon energy—that was her simulating the Nascent Soul Stage snake demon aura with Chaos Qi, even her pupils transformed into cold vertical slits.
The patrolling Shrimp Soldier on the shore suddenly became alert: "Stop! Where is your pass for the Qinglin Sea Area?"
A blood-stained scale slipped from Si Lingle’s sleeve, the token of a Sea Demon she had slain three days prior. When the Shrimp Soldier touched the scale, the remaining Chaos Qi on it immediately simulated demon power fluctuations.
"So, you’re a disciple of the Qinglin Cave Master..." The Shrimp Soldier hurriedly retreated but didn’t notice that on the sand Si Lingle had walked past, several grains of sand were eerily transforming into Thunder Crystals and then dissipating.
Si Lingle’s fingertip brushed past the snake demon token hanging at her waist, the Qinglin glistening with a ghostly cold light in the alley. She deliberately adjusted her pace to mimic the slithering gait of a snake demon, and as her waist swayed gently, the simulated demon aura from Chaos Qi merged perfectly with the turbid Spiritual Energy in the black market.
"A new face, huh." The lame Wolf Demon squatting at the entrance of the market twitched his nose and suddenly narrowed his amber eyes, "People from the Qinglin Cave? How come there’s a..."
Si Lingle flicked a pretend demon core disguised as a Thunder Crystal, instantly replacing the Wolf Demon’s doubt with greed.
On both sides of the main street of the black market, various demon cultivators were selling their wares:
The stall of the Nine-tailed Fox Demon had a wind chime made from Cultivator Golden Cores hanging on it.
Between the old Tree Spirit’s branches hung Human-faced Fruits that would scream.
A merfolk girl was selling "Longevity Dew" mixed with Forgetful Powder in a glass jar.
Si Lingle stopped in front of a stall selling ancient texts. The Turtle Demon shopkeeper’s shell was covered in seals, and he was using Demon Fire to warm a pot of blood tea.
Si Lingle intentionally let a wisp of Chaos Qi seep into a roll of "South Sea Chronicles," and the pages immediately revealed an Immortal Sect talisman obscured by demon text.
"Fellow Daoist interested in Ancient Demon Text?" The shopkeeper was an old Turtle Demon at the Golden Core Stage, his cloudy eyes fixated on her.
Si Lingle’s fingertip rubbed against the burnt edges of the pages from the lightning scar, which bore the Sword Intent of the Nine Heavens Annihilation Sword.
It had to have been left by the previous Sword Master.
"Fellow Daoist knows its value." The Turtle Demon pushed over a half-burned roll of "South Sea Chronicles" with a shriveled claw, "It’s a rare copy from the Great Catastrophe 30,000 years ago..."
Si Lingle casually flipped through a page, which recorded content like "Immortal Demons joined forces in stealing the Dragon Palace’s treasure."
"Immortal Demons joining forces?" Si Lingle murmured.
"Heard that the two of them had Bronze Seals on their foreheads..." The Turtle Demon suddenly lowered his voice, "Just like..."
The Bone Bell at the stall inexplicably shattered!
The Turtle Demon immediately went silent, ending the discussion.
Bronze Seal, the former owner of the Nine Heavens Annihilation Sword Zang Ting, and the one he gave to You Court, both had Bronze Seals on their foreheads.
It seems these two have done quite a lot.
After purchasing the ancient text, Si Lingle continued to wander.
At the end of the alley, Si Lingle discovered a weapon shop with a sign made from Thunderstruck Wood.
The shopkeeper was a one-eyed Thunderbird Demon, whose cultivation was at the Late-stage Nascent Soul.
Si Lingle glanced from afar and noticed this shopkeeper’s unique Artifact Refining technique.
Si Lingle entered the weapon shop, "Shopkeeper, I also know a bit about Artifact Refining, might we exchange some insights?"
The Thunderbird Demon glanced at Si Lingle and transmitted a voice message: "Exchanging insights is no problem, just give ten thousand Low Grade Demon Crystals."
Si Lingle took out ten thousand Low Grade Demon Crystals. Upon seeing the crystals, the Thunderbird Demon’s previously indifferent face immediately broke into a smile and he warmly said: "What would fellow Daoist like to discuss?"
"Fellow Daoist, I want a short dagger, refine one for me to see."
The Thunderbird Demon nodded and started refining.
