I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Body cultivators have a significant advantage in close-quarters arena combat.

After Wei Tu revealed his body refinement cultivation, the outcome of this battle was almost predetermined—the difference between the late and mid-stages of the Void Refinement realm was far less significant than the gap between those who cultivated both body and magic!

Secondly, they were all too aware of what each sixth-tier body cultivator who practiced both physical and magical cultivation represented.

That is a "fusion seed" that has the potential to break through to the Fusion Realm!
Even among the nine great dragon clans, which are high and mighty, it is rare to find cultivators with such talent.

Now, in this remote and impoverished area of ​​the Xiayang Mountains, a "seed of fusion" who cultivates both body and spirit has suddenly appeared. How could they not be in an uproar and extremely surprised!

"I never imagined that this guy surnamed Fu... would actually cultivate both physical and magical powers..." Aunt Zuo's face lit up with surprise. Wei Tu was an external ally of their Dark Serpent Clan, and the stronger he was, the more advantageous it would be for them.

She preferred that Wei Tu conceal more of his strength rather than accept defeat.

“Dual cultivation of body and spirit… No wonder, no wonder he… has the confidence to disdain associating with me.” As a fellow member of the Dark Serpent Clan, the Shaluo woman’s expression was slightly complicated.

The strong have the right to act alone; only the weak care about interpersonal relationships and clinging to others.

She is not lacking in talent, but compared to Wei Tu, she is far inferior. If she had Wei Tu's abilities, and attended the high-level banquet of the nine major tribes, no one would look down on her because of her background, and the threshold of the Dark Serpent Clan would be worn down by suitors.

"Mao An's defeat was not unjust. Losing to this Xiu is not shameful..." The elders of the Wood Lizard Clan discussed among themselves.

At this moment, although the bald man had not been defeated, in their eyes he was already a defeated opponent of Wei Tu.

……

"not good!"

Meanwhile, on the dueling platform...

At that moment, the bald man also realized the deadly danger of Wei Tu's right claw attacking his true form. His pupils contracted slightly, his throat moved slightly, and he immediately used a sound transmission technique that was faster than his lips to beg Wei Tu for mercy and admit defeat.

"I surrender……"

There was no other reason than that he was about to evade Wei Tu's attack, and he lacked confidence in defeating Wei Tu in the upcoming duel. Rather than that, it was better to conserve his strength for the subsequent duel.

But something unexpected happened.

Wei Tu, who was fighting him, seemed to ignore him completely, and still viciously stabbed his body with a claw, and with lightning speed, he tightly gripped the Void Refining Nascent Soul in his dantian.

Then, give it a firm squeeze!
"Pfft~" The bald man was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Then he stared blankly at the Void Refining Nascent Soul in Wei Tu's palm, screaming and crying in agony.

The next moment, his vision went black, his spiritual energy ceased, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

At this moment, Wei Tu disregarded the emotions of the cultivators present, patted his storage bag, took out several sixth-order sealing talismans, and affixed them to the bald man's nascent soul face.

After a flash of light...

Just moments ago, the bald man's nascent soul, which had been screaming in agony, suddenly became still and lifeless. Wei Tu then put it into a jade box and placed it into the Qiankun bag at his waist.

From the moment the bald man was defeated to the moment Wei Tu sealed the Nascent Soul, only a single breath had passed.

A single breath was enough time for the cultivators of the three races present to react.

But neither the Wood Lizard Clan, who had brought the bald man, nor the Crimson Dragon Clan, which was a rival of Wei Tu, dared to utter a word of criticism at this moment.

For a moment, the entire hall fell silent.

Strength and background are the only two reasons why the two races dare not make a comment at this moment.

The bald man, who was clearly a level stronger than other late-stage Void Refinement cultivators of the same level, was "miserably killed" by Wei Tu's palm after only a few moves... Now, only the combined ancestor of their two clans could probably completely suppress Wei Tu.

But they weren't fools; they understood that Wei Tu must have something to rely on to do all this in front of everyone.

The "mysterious background" behind him is most likely a behemoth that the three clans cannot afford to offend. After all, a clan that can cultivate a powerful member like Wei Tu cannot be an ordinary one.

The cultivators of the Crimson Dragon Clan and the Wood Lizard Clan were indeed right. Wei Tu was certain in his heart that these two clans would not dare to attack him.

Firstly, it is the "protection" of the Dark Serpent Clan.

The battles at the Dragon Transformation Assembly are all about life and death. The competitors generally hold back and don't intentionally try to kill each other. However, that doesn't mean they can't use lethal force.

Therefore, from a rule-based perspective, his killing of the bald man was reasonable and compliant.

Therefore, the Dark Serpent Clan must protect him as their external ally!
As for the bald man's pleas for mercy...

“That’s the second one!” Wei Tu’s eyes flashed with a cold light. He raised his hand and swiped forward, taking a drop of jet-black blood, as beautiful as a gemstone, from the bald man’s corpse.

"This fiend has sided with the ancient demon and is now a disgrace to the spirit realm. During our battle, I accidentally glimpsed the ancient demon's essence blood within him, which is why I killed him... I hope the fellow cultivators present will not take offense."

Wei Tu took a deep breath and transmitted his voice loudly to the cultivators present.

As soon as these words fell.

Unanimously, the high-ranking members of the three clans in the Xiayang Mountains secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if a great weight had been lifted from their shoulders.

They didn't care whether the bald man lived or died, nor whether he had sided with the Ancient Demon. What they cared about was that Wei Tu hadn't put them in a difficult position this time, and had given them a way out.

When it comes to demonic cultivators, the myriad races of the spirit realm can be lenient; there's no need to push them too hard.

But ancient demons and demonic cultivators who have been "bleeded" are universally condemned!

This is not only a consensus among all races, but also a "realm law" formulated by the three dominant races of the spirit realm after the war between the two realms!
"Since this fiend has already pledged allegiance to the ancient demons, then... Fellow Daoist Fu's ruthless action to kill this fiend is not only without fault, but is a great achievement for our three races and for all races in the Spirit Realm..."

The Supreme Elder, led by the Wood Lizard Clan, took the initiative to speak, flew to the dueling platform, and set the tone for the matter with a smile.

Since the Wood Lizard Clan had no objections, the Supreme Elder of the Crimson Dragon Clan, upon hearing this, naturally didn't say anything more. After a flash of his eyes, he also spoke up to support Wei Tu.

Both clans subconsciously overlooked the fact that Wei Tu had just dealt a fatal blow to the bald man, but had not killed him outright. Instead, he had ruthlessly seized the cultivator's nascent soul and sealed it with a sealing talisman.

However, they didn't care much about the bald man's "secret," and Wei Tu's behavior seemed more like a "vendetta." They wouldn't want to provoke Wei Tu, a powerful enemy, and make him unhappy.

"Thank you both for your understanding."

Wei Tu smiled, cupped his hands in thanks, and then flicked his sleeve to store the bald man's corpse into his storage artifact. He then returned to the Dark Serpent Clan's camp with a normal expression.

"This man surnamed Fu is no ordinary person."

Upon witnessing this scene, the elders of the Wood Lizard Clan and the Crimson Dragon Clan exchanged glances and made this judgment in their hearts.

Despite his impressive aptitude and potential, he is merely a "delicate flower" nurtured in the soil of a powerful clan. However, Wei Tu's psychological qualities demonstrated this time are enough to prove that he has been tempered through countless trials and tribulations and possesses the strong mentality rarely seen among young cultivators!
"Among the Dragonborn race, it is difficult to cultivate such a prodigy except for the nine major tribes and the royal family of the Feathered Dragon Clan... Fellow Daoist Qian, have you seen this cultivator among the nine major tribes?" The Supreme Elder of the Crimson Flood Dragon Clan turned his escape light and flew back to the camp. He immediately turned his gaze to the purple-robed youth who had attracted the attention of the Dark Serpent Clan and the Wood Lizard Clan as soon as he appeared.

Like the bald men of the Wood Lizard tribe.

This purple-robed youth was the strongest among the many external aids invited by the Crimson Dragon Clan.

Their identity is also extraordinary, as they come from one of the "Nine Great Tribes," which are superior to all other dragon-born races.

"There are hundreds of millions of cultivators from the nine major tribes. How could I possibly know them all at my age..." The purple-robed youth shook his head slightly, looking at Wei Tu with a serious expression, and said.

"Even Fellow Daoist Qian hasn't seen him. It seems this cultivator is very likely a potential Nascent Soul cultivator secretly nurtured by the nine major tribes..." The Supreme Elder of the Crimson Dragon Clan pondered for a moment before speaking again.

Upon hearing this, the young man in purple robes did not object.

The power of the dragon bloodline is deeply rooted in these dragon-born races.

Dragonborn powerhouses must come from the royal family of the Feathered Dragon Clan or one of the nine major tribes. This is based on tens of thousands of years of experience and is a stereotype rooted in their memories.

Nowadays, even if Wei Tu were to state that he was not from one of the nine major tribes, they would still suspect that he was lying.

……

"Fellow Daoist Fu, may I ask your origins..."

At the same time, Aunt Zuo, who had invited Wei Tu to be an outside helper for the Dark Serpent Clan, also became curious about this matter. She brought up the old story again, wanting to find out Wei Tu's background.

"I come from an ordinary background, as my background has already been mentioned. My current strength is merely due to a stroke of luck..." Wei Tu's eyes flickered slightly, avoiding the real issue and refusing to reveal the truth.

But to Aunt Zuo, these words sounded like deliberate embellishment. Like the elders of the Wood Lizard Clan and the Crimson Dragon Clan, she became even more convinced that Wei Tu had an extraordinary background.

However, this was exactly what Wei Tu wanted.

The reason he dared to ruthlessly kill the bald man in the unfamiliar Xiayang Mountains was not only because he had a compelling reason to kill this cultivator, but also because he was certain that the three clans would speculate about his background and wouldn't offend him over such a trivial matter...

After all, the evidence of his betrayal of the ancient demons is conclusive, and he is a "traitor" of the two-winged serpent clan. Without a mother clan to rely on, he is at a disadvantage in terms of status compared to a rogue cultivator.

If any one of these conditions were missing, Wei Tu would not have acted so blatantly.

"Fortunately, I didn't offend this guy surnamed Fu..." The bat-winged youth sitting next to Wei Tu secretly glanced at Wei Tu a few times, feeling extremely uneasy.

Two years ago, he had considered challenging Wei Tu in order to win the favor of Sha Luo Nu.

Fortunately, for some reason, the plan was shelved.

Otherwise, the bald man wouldn't be the only one lying dead right now.

Wei Tu paid no attention to the cultivators' silent complaints.

After finishing his conversation with Aunt Zuo, he closed his eyes slightly and infiltrated his spiritual sense into the Qiankun bag, using the Soul Searching Technique to explore the bald man's memories.

Indeed! His eagerness to kill the bald man was related to "Lou Boyang," who was suspected to be his master—he could not afford to miss any opportunity to obtain information about this cultivator.

"As expected! Mao An's master is Lou Boyang... and that drop of Demon Ancestor's holy blood was also a gift from Lou Boyang..."

"From this, it's not hard to deduce that the Seven Wonders Demon Body technique on Lou Boyang's body was also obtained from the Yin Crow Tower. The Yin Crow Tower in the Lesser Spirit Realm was a great opportunity to build up this cultivator's full strength. However, unlike me, this cultivator did not adhere to the spiritual cultivation path and devour and refine the Demon Ancestor's holy blood..."

Half an hour later, a look of exhaustion flashed across Wei Tu's face as he slowly opened his eyes.

"It's a pity that Lou Boyang disappeared from the Twin-Winged Serpent Clan two hundred years ago. It was because of this that Mao An was unable to suppress the aura of the Demon Ancestor's Holy Blood within him... and chose to defect..."

Thinking of this, Wei Tu felt both relieved and disappointed.

The reason he didn't immediately kill the bald man was twofold: firstly, he intended to use the soul-searching technique to obtain information about Lou Boyang; secondly, he feared that such an action would attract Lou Boyang's attention...

Now, more than a hundred years have passed since the calamity of Dingyuan Immortal City. Lou Boyang, who was once at the "half-step Integration" stage, now has a significantly higher chance of achieving Integration!

“However, this time it wasn’t all for naught. With this communication artifact, if the opportunity arises, we could easily trick Lou Boyang…” Wei Tu sneered inwardly, glancing at the palm-sized white bone bell in the Qiankun bag, near the bald man’s Nascent Soul.

This white bone bell is the communication tool used by the bald man to contact Lou Boyang.

In other words, by using this bone bell, he could easily deduce the location of the cultivator in close combat.

This "help" may seem insignificant, but it's important to know that Lou Boyang possesses the secret technique of "alternate dimension".

Back then, when Chief Chai fought against him, if he had had the help of this White Bone Bell, he wouldn't have been so easily fooled by this cultivator.

"This demonic cultivator's master is also someone who is poised to break through to the Integration Realm. Your noble status should prepare in advance to avoid being retaliated against because of what happened to me..."

After a moment's thought, Wei Tu handed the compiled information on Lou Boyang to Aunt Zuo and Shaluo Nu, urging them to make plans as soon as possible.

In the bald man's memory, Lou Boyang did not think much of him, and their relationship was not that of a mentor or a beloved student.

But Wei Tu will never forget the cruelty of Lou Boyang's plan to slaughter the entire city of Dingyuan Immortal.

Once they find out, there's a good chance that the Dark Serpent Clan, Wood Lizard Clan, and Crimson Dragon Clan will turn their anger on the cultivators of these three clans if they stand idly by while the bald man is captured by him...

While it is true that the three races also have powerful beings at the Integration Realm, and can seek help from even stronger dragon-descended races, he is even more aware that once Lou Boyang reaches the Integration Realm, this fiend will certainly not be an ordinary person.

However, after reading the intelligence, Shaluo and Aunt Zuo were not in a hurry. Aunt Zuo, in particular, showed a hint of worry, but also a visible excitement.

"If Mao An still has the blood of an ancient demon in his body, then his master... most likely also received the blood of an ancient demon. After capturing this person, we will surely receive a reward from the royal family if we hand him over to Immortal Dragon City."

The two whispered among themselves, not taking the crisis very seriously.

The three tribes of the Xiayang Mountains have always stood together in the face of external enemies.

In other words, if Lou Boyang provokes any of the three clans, he will be met with joint retaliation from the combined ancestor of the three clans.

One against three.

By any measure, the Dark Serpent Clan, the Wood Lizard Clan, and the Crimson Dragon Clan are unlikely to lose.

“This cultivator is different from ordinary demonic cultivators. He had already mastered the rules and laws when he was in the Void Refining Realm, and became a half-step Integration Realm cultivator…” Seeing this, Wei Tu frowned and gave a few more warnings.

Although this disaster was caused by his own self-interest, given several more chances, he would still do the same. After all, he is not the kind of person who hesitates or worries. However, he doesn't mind reminding the three Dark Serpent clans.

The space between good and evil is inherently chaotic.

One who is good without reason will find it difficult to survive in the cultivation world.

Upon hearing this, both Shaluo Nu and Aunt Zuo finally felt a greater sense of seriousness.

"This Fellow Daoist Fu seems ruthless, but he is actually a good person." The woman thought to herself, dispelling the negative impression she had of Wei Tu when he suddenly attacked and captured the bald man.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, you can rest assured! Besides standing together through thick and thin, our three clans can also contact the nine major tribes in times of crisis and ask their powerful members to lend a hand... No matter how rampant that demonic cultivator is, he wouldn't dare to blatantly provoke our three clans..."

The woman smiled brightly and replied.

……

While Wei Tu was talking with Sha Luo Nu and Aunt Zuo, the magical duels in the arena continued without stopping.

However, the battles between these cultivators at the Void Refinement stage were far less decisive than Wei Tu's battles, often taking one or two hours to determine a winner.

Two hours later.

The unicorn youth, also an outsider of the Dark Serpent Clan, was drawn by the three clans' elders to fight against the Crimson Flood Dragon Clan cultivators.

This time, the Dark Serpent Clan did not inherit the good fortune of the previous two times.

Under the fierce battle of the Crimson Dragon Clan cultivators, the one-horned youth suffered a crushing defeat.

Two days later, it was time for the Shaluo woman to fight a cultivator from the Wood Lizard Clan.

This woman's performance was quite remarkable; she easily defeated a Wood Lizard Clan cultivator of the same realm in just over twenty moves.

"No wonder the Dark Serpent Clan's higher-ups have high hopes for this woman and plan to marry her off to one of the nine major tribes..."

Wei Tu, who was watching the battle, nodded secretly, and in his heart he was very certain of Sha Luo Nu's potential and strength.

This woman, like Xue Qiongyu of the Xueying Clan, belongs to the same level of Void Refinement prodigy.

Xue Qiongyu, being able to marry Pei Hong of the Mist Ghost Clan, if we ignore the differences in their backgrounds, naturally has a great chance of marrying into one of the nine major tribes.

Two more days passed.

The first round of competition has finally come to an end.

After a three-day rest, the second round of the competition began under the supervision of the three clan elders.

The number of cultivators selected for the second round was significantly less than that of the first round, with only nine people in total.

As expected of the Crimson Dragon Clan, which is the strongest of the three clans, five of its cultivators advanced to the second round.

In other words, after removing the three Dark Serpent Clan members, only one Wood Lizard Clan cultivator remains to enter the second round.

This result is, of course, thanks to the exceptional exception of Veto.

Therefore, when the draw results showed that it was a cultivator from the Wood Lizard Clan facing off against Wei Tu, the faces of the Wood Lizard Clan's elders instantly turned ashen and became extremely ugly.

"Surrender," the leading elder of the Wood Lizard Clan declared, not daring to allow any further losses within the clan.

Although Wei Tu's killing of the bald man was justified, the Wood Lizard Clan and Wei Tu had never met before, so who knew whether Wei Tu was inherently cruel and enjoyed torturing his opponents?

Under this "illustrious reputation".

Wei Tu, who was in action, easily won the second round and even the third round.

More than ten days later.

Wei Tu and the "purple-robed youth" on whom the Crimson Dragon Clan had placed high hopes finally faced off, marking the final battle of this Dragon Transformation Tournament.

Whether it was the Shaluo woman, the bat-winged youth, or the cultivators of the Crimson Dragon Clan, they were all eliminated by Wei Tu and the purple-robed youth in the second and third rounds.

"Fellow Daoist, please..."

The young man in purple robes took Wei Tu very seriously, and his words were filled with respect. He gestured with his hand, indicating that Wei Tu should make the first move.

Wei Tu, of course, was equally uncompromising in response.

He immediately unleashed the [Frosty Dragon Sword], which he had already shown to everyone. With a flash of sword light, it carried a chilling aura and attacked the purple-robed youth at the other end of the dueling platform.

At this moment, the purple-robed youth smiled slightly, and a dazzling light burst forth from his body, using an inexplicable power to "fix" the [Frosty Dragon Sword] with its astonishing spiritual pressure.

"A domain of rules and laws?" Wei Tu raised an eyebrow, immediately recognizing the source of this immense power that greatly restrained his [Frosty Dragon Sword].

Seeing this, he naturally decided not to fight any further. He immediately bowed and admitted defeat to the cultivator, retrieved the [Frosty Dragon Sword], and returned to the Dark Serpent Clan's camp.

Anyway, this isn't a life-or-death battle, so it's not worth going to great lengths for it. Being "second place" in the Dragon Transformation Tournament is enough to reward the Dark Serpent Clan.

"Unexpectedly, Qian Fei is actually a half-step Integration Realm expert invited by the Crimson Dragon Clan... Under the harsh condition of a ten-thousand-year limit, someone has actually reached the half-step Integration Realm..."

The cultivators discussed amongst themselves, their faces filled with astonishment. (End of Chapter)