Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 912 The Power of Artistic Conception, Fifth-Order Demon Core!
Crocodile Lei narrowed his eyes: "Another one coming to die."

The man in blue was Zhou Xun. He had just passed by from hundreds of miles away and, using his usual Azure Light Eyes of the Spiritual Insight, had detected the fluctuations in magical power here, so he came to investigate.
Only then did they discover that a fifth-tier demonic beast was slaughtering human cultivators.

Zhou Xun's gaze swept across the valley, finally landing on Que Le.

Que Le also subconsciously looked at the man in the blue robe.
He stood suspended in mid-air, his face handsome, his demeanor ethereal, like a banished immortal.
"A Nascent Soul cultivator!" Que Le's heart skipped a beat.

Although the opponent's aura was restrained, the fact that he could so easily withstand Crocodile Spirit's pressure meant that he must be a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The moment their eyes met, Que Le felt a strange sense of security, as if a drowning person had grasped a lifeline.

"I am Que Le, a member of the Que Clan of Wandao Lake. I greet you, senior. This demon is a fifth-order demon cultivator who slaughtered over a hundred of us Nascent Soul cultivators. Please, senior, do justice for us!"

Que Le cupped his hands and spoke, his face extremely anxious.

If Zhou Xun also stands idly by, given their strength, they probably won't be able to hold out for much longer.

"The Que family of Wandao Lake?"

Zhou Xun searched his memory carefully, but he had never heard of this family before.
He had heard of Wandao Lake, though.

This is a huge inland lake in the Northern Bright Immortal Realm, spanning billions of miles, with countless islands of all sizes, including a seventh-order spirit island.

It is said that a cultivator at the Integration Realm is stationed here.

After this grand ceremony of descending to the realm, Zhou Xun will leave the Ten Thousand Mountains.

After all, this place is too remote, and there aren't many resources suitable for Nascent Soul cultivators, and he needs to improve his strength as soon as possible.
To return to the human realm within a century and resolve the threat posed by the Crying Emperor.
"Wandao Lake has a seventh-order spiritual vein; perhaps it's a suitable place!" Zhou Xun thought to himself.
Since the Que family can use Wandao Lake as a prefix, and this person is in the late Nascent Soul stage but uses the name of a disciple, it can be seen that the Que family is not weak. At least it is a Nascent Soul family, or even a Void Refinement family.

If we can use this as a breakthrough point, we might be able to open up the situation in Wandao Lake as soon as possible.

Moreover, this fifth-tier demon beast is a rare and great opportunity, its entire body is a treasure!
Zhou Xun slowly drew his Xuan Ting Thunder Sword, its blade crackling with lightning, and said calmly, "A fifth-tier early-stage crocodile demon is indeed a rare breed."

Enraged by this, Crocodile Spirit leaped into the air with his thousand-foot-tall body, shouting, "You're courting death!"

Crocodile Thunder's thousand-foot-tall body rushed in, accompanied by a foul wind, and dazzling lightning sparks flew as its scales rubbed together.

Zhou Xun unleashed a horizontal slash with his Xuan Ting Thunder Sword, the purple sword light colliding with the crocodile's tail, producing a resounding clang of metal against metal!
"clang--!"

The shockwave ripped out for miles, and Zhou Xun was forced to retreat dozens of feet, his robes fluttering wildly in the wind.

The tail, covered in dark blue scales, was left with only a white mark, which was instantly repaired by lightning.

"Hahaha!" Crocodile Thunder's wild laughter shook the mountain rocks, causing them to crack.

"How could a mere brat like you possibly break my 'Mysterious Fiend Thunder Armor,' which I have cultivated for eight thousand years?"

“A fifth-tier physique, interesting.” Zhou Xun suddenly pointed his fingers at the sword.

The sword intent of Thunder Grass surged in like a tide, and the Mysterious Thunder Sword suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.

A swaying shadow of a thunder-patterned grass appeared at the edge of the sword, its delicate leaves bearing a sharp edge that seemed to cleave through space!

Crocodile Thunder's pupils contracted sharply, and it instinctively whipped its tail and retreated rapidly.

But then Zhou Xun raised his hand and slashed, the sword blade drawing a mysterious arc.

"laugh!"

Blood rained down! The three-zhang-long tail tip, accompanied by lightning and fire, fell, and blood gushed out from the severed surface like a spring.

The scales that were supposedly indestructible were now being neatly sliced ​​open like tofu!

Fifth-tier physique? That's an exaggeration!
"impossible!"

Crocodile Thunder roared shrilly, its severed tail flesh writhing wildly, but the residual lightning from the sword intent suppressed its healing.

He stared in astonishment at the wisp of grass at the tip of Zhou Xun's sword: "This is... the essence of art!"

"How could you, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, possibly possess such a power? This is clearly a divine ability that only those at the Void Refinement stage can master!"

Similarly, if one can grasp the artistic conception in advance,
This means that until the Void Refinement stage, cultivation will be a smooth path.

That sword strike, seemingly effortless, actually perfectly blended the destructive power of thunder with the vitality of vegetation.
Beneath the supple form of grass lies a sharp edge capable of cutting through anything.

"You old monster, it's not too late to beg for mercy now."

Crocodile Thunder suddenly grinned maliciously, black lightning descending from its lone corner: "Junior, you think you can win by hurting me?"

He pounded his chest violently, causing his scales to stand on end with a crackling sound, revealing the lightning patterns beneath. Then, the crocodile began to chant, and an ancient and obscure incantation rang out.

At the same time, the sky suddenly darkened, and a muffled thunderous sound came from the clouds.

"You're the first person in three thousand years to force me to use my innate supernatural power!"

The crocodile sneered and roared.
"Thunderbolt from the Nine Heavens,"

Nine vortexes suddenly split open in the sky, revealing indigo lightning as thick as palace pillars!
"Boom——!"

Each bolt was wrapped in blue lightning, and the space shattered like a mirror wherever it passed. Que Le and the others were swept by the aftershocks, and their protective spiritual light was instantly annihilated, with blood seeping from their seven orifices.

Sensing this power, Zhou Xun's expression turned serious.

When he clearly saw the arcs of lightning and the rich lightning energy contained within them, a thought struck him.
He opened his mouth slightly, and purple light flew out, transforming into a square thunder pool the size of a palm, which was his natal magic weapon.

"go with!"

With a gentle toss, the Thunder Pool swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a size of hundreds of feet, protecting him beneath it.

The surface of the pool was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the thunderbolt that had struck from the heavens.

Upon seeing Zhou Xun unleash the Thunder Pool, Crocodile Thunder Child couldn't help but sneer.
"You're not even a spiritual treasure? You don't actually intend to use this magic weapon to withstand my innate attack, do you?!"

"You should know that at least three spiritual treasures were damaged by my Nine Heavens Thunder Light!"

"Today, I will send you to the Western Paradise!"

"When you arrive in the underworld, remember that the one who killed you was Crocodile Thunder!"

Then he pointed at Zhou Xun.
"fall!"

A bolt of blue-purple lightning, several meters thick, descended from the sky, as if the entire world was trembling under its pressure.

"boom--"

Lightning struck the Thunder Pool heavily, engulfing it in a sea of ​​lightning.
"Hahaha, now that your magic weapon is destroyed, you're next," Crocodile Thunder's voice trailed off.
An impossibility was evident in his eyes.

Following his gaze,

The Thunder Pool shone with a dazzling light, seemingly even brighter than when it was first activated.

The previously violent lightning actually formed an orderly vortex, flowing towards the center.

It seems that the Thunder Pool is absorbing his supernatural lightning power!
"what!"

Only then did Crocodile Thunder realize what had happened; his innate supernatural power...
Not only did it not cause any damage, it actually enhanced the opponent's power.
He could now clearly sense that, after this tempering, the square platform seemed to be showing signs of further advancement.

"Thank you for your help!" Zhou Xun smiled slightly.
My suspicions were correct; Crocodile Thunder Child's innate ability allows him to condense extremely dense thunder elemental power.
It is a perfect complement to the Leichi (a type of imperial edict).

Now, not only has his supernatural power been broken, but the treasure has also been refined, truly killing two birds with one stone.

Crocodile Lei's expression was inscrutable, shifting between light and dark, as if he were deep in thought.
Immediately afterwards, a bead of blood flew out from between his brows, quickly exploding into a cloud of blood mist that then enveloped him before transforming into a streak of light and hurtling away.

They actually used the 'Blood Escape Technique' to escape!

"I was prepared for this!" Zhou Xun smiled faintly.
He formed a hand seal and pointed towards the distant sky.
"Purple Heaven True Thunder Formation, activate!"

Suddenly, seventy-two chains of lightning appeared in the distant sky, piercing out from the void!

Each chain was thousands of feet long, and the thousand-foot-long crocodile body was trapped on the ground like livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!" Crocodile Thunder Child suddenly spoke in human language.

"Just now, the little demon was ignorant. I am willing to offer my life-bound soul light and serve you as my slave for eternity!" With that, he spat out a crocodile-shaped phantom.

"Is what you say true, fellow Daoist?" Zhou Xun asked, 'greatly intrigued'.

Crocodile Thunder Child was overjoyed upon hearing this.

He couldn't help but sneer inwardly. At his level, as long as the price was high enough, even if his natal soul was controlled, so what? He had a way to resolve it.
"Of course it's true, Crocodile Lei greets you, sir!"

The old crocodile lowered its head, signifying its submission.

But its eyes were filled with a fierce light, and the lightning within its body was also stirring, just waiting for Zhou Xun to release it.

"Alright, then I'll take you in!"

Zhou Xun reached out and broke the restriction.
next moment,
"laugh--"

A metallic sound rang out as the Xuan Ting Thunder Sword, imbued with sword intent, pierced straight through the crocodile's brow.

Kill it with one blow!
"You lied to me!" a shocked and angry voice rang out.

Then a phantom crocodile, carrying a demon core, was about to escape, but it crashed into the lightning net and was blocked back.

Zhou Xun spoke calmly:
"I don't have the habit of taking in demonic beasts that slaughter humans as spirit pets."

"You'd better go to the underworld now. Remember, the one who killed you was me, 'Wang Lin'!"

"No! I am of the Xuan Crocodile Dragon bloodline,"

“Wang Lin, if you dare to kill me, you will be punished by my clan.” Crocodile Lei’s words came to an abrupt halt.

'What Wang Lin did has nothing to do with me, Zhou Xun!'

Zhou Xun waved his hand, and a white bolt of dark lightning flew out.

It struck directly at the soul, transforming into tiny chains that forcibly pulled the demon soul out. Zhou Xun then obliterated its consciousness and placed it into a jade bottle.

A fifth-tier demon soul, that's a real treasure.

The thousand-foot-long crocodile's body convulsed violently before finally collapsing stiffly to the

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhou Xun sent a ray of spiritual light carrying the demon core slowly into his palm.

"A fifth-tier demon core!"

The object was about the size of a baby's fist, its entire body a bluish-purple, with arcs of lightning flashing across its surface. He casually cast dozens of seals on it and stored it, along with the demon crocodile's body, into his storage ring.

This was the first time he had ever obtained materials from a fifth-tier demon beast, and he hadn't expected it to go so smoothly.

If it weren't for the grand ceremony of descending to the mortal realm, which suppressed the demon's strength, I might not have been able to defeat it so easily.

Next, Zhou Xun turned his gaze to the survivors.

Que Le was using magic to heal his cousin's injuries when he saw Zhou Xun's gaze sweep over him. He immediately pulled Que Qing down to kneel: "Thank you so much for saving our lives, senior! The Que family will surely repay you handsomely."

Zhou Xun waved his hand, took out a high-grade fourth-tier healing pill, and tossed it over.
Que Le took it and fed it to Que Qing.

After taking the elixir, the color quickly returned to his face.
"Thank you so much, senior!"

"It's nothing, just a small favor!" Zhou Xun waved his hand, then asked.
"Are you descendants of the Que family, cultivators from Wandao Lake?"

"That's right, we all come from Wandao Lake. We came here to participate in the Descending Realm Ceremony in search of an opportunity to become a Nascent Soul cultivator, but we never expected to encounter this demonic crocodile."

"Fortunately, the senior passed by and saved us, otherwise my brother and I would have surely fallen victim to his evil deeds!"

At this point, Que Le bowed deeply again, for this was a life-saving grace.

Zhou Xun nodded slightly upon hearing this, his gaze thoughtfully drifting eastward.

After his descent to the realm ended, he was looking for a high-level spiritual vein to cultivate in, and Wandao Lake sounded like a good choice.

However, he still needs to find out more information.

Que Le, observing Zhou Xun's words and expressions, saw that Zhou Xun seemed interested and immediately took the initiative to introduce him:

"If you are interested, I would like to introduce you to the layout of Wandao Lake."

"What do you think!"

"Wandao Lake is mainly divided into 'one super, seven strong, and multiple levels'. The super is Wanwan Island, which has the only seventh-grade high-quality spiritual vein in Wandao Lake and is guarded by the collateral branch of the Beiming Wu family."

The Wu family of Beiming, a super power in the Beiming Immortal Realm, is in no way inferior to the Blood God Sect, where the Blood Demon Ancestor resides.
"The Seven Strongest are the other seven major forces, each with a Nascent Soul stage expert in charge." As he said this, a hint of longing flashed in Que Le's eyes.

Such a person is someone that even the Que family doesn't have.

"Our Que clan is one of these levels, with a late-stage Void Refinement Ancestor presiding over the clan."

Zhou Xun's mind stirred slightly upon hearing this.
The forces in Wandao Lake are complex and intertwined, making it a suitable place for him to temporarily settle down. With his Nascent Soul stage cultivation, this region is extremely suitable for him.

Seeing Zhou Xun deep in thought, Que Le seized the opportunity to invite him:

"If you are interested in visiting Wandao Lake, you might as well visit my Que family, so that we can repay your life-saving grace."

Zhou Xun pondered for a moment, then nodded and said:

“Very well. I’ve just arrived in the Northern Bright Immortal Realm and am looking for a place to cultivate. Your Wandao Lake is a good choice.”

Que Le was overjoyed upon hearing this. The person before him was extremely powerful; ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators were no match for him. If he could recruit him into his family,

This is definitely a great achievement, so he quickly said:
"Senior, rest assured. Although my Que Clan is not a top-tier power, we have been operating in Wandao Lake for many years. Our clan has four sixth-order spiritual veins, and one sixth-order superior-grade one. We are sure to satisfy you."

After listening to Que Le's introduction to Wandao Lake, Zhou Xun already had a plan in mind.

The forces in Wandao Lake are deeply entrenched, with a behemoth like the Wu family of Beiming firmly in charge, and seven other powerful forces eyeing the area covetously.
Although the Que clan is only one of the "multi-level" forces, it is not weak because it has a late-stage Void Refinement Ancestor in charge.

If we can use the Que family as a springboard to gain a firm foothold before making further plans, it would be a prudent strategy.

"In that case, I'll trouble you." Zhou Xun nodded slightly, accepting Que Le's invitation.

Que Le was overjoyed and quickly said, "It is an honor for the Que family that you would be here, senior!"

Zhou Xun's gaze swept across the surroundings, revealing corpses strewn across the valley, with many cultivators' storage bags scattered on the ground. He then waved his hand...
Two beams of light shot out, and Xiao Jin and Xiao Jia appeared before him, giving instructions.

"Collect these cultivators' treasures, and then bury their remains!"

(End of this chapter)