The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 247: Stop the war?

No, no doubt, no suspense, persist, never give up!
boom!
It was like thunder tearing the sky apart, and like an earthquake engulfing the mountains and rivers!
Wang Wu’s eyes went dark. He had finally reached his limit. His ice and fire spiritual roots seemed to be destroyed!
Everything returned to dead silence and darkness. He could no longer sense the existence of the ice and fire spiritual roots, nor could he feel any pain. He felt numb, as if that half of his body had completely ceased to exist.

But the next second, Wang Wu suddenly laughed.

His persistence is still meaningful.

His ice and fire spiritual roots were not destroyed. Instead, they were like steel thrown into a furnace, constantly forged, hammered, and deformed. However, with every hammering, a little impurity would fall off.

It is the process of fading away the vulgarity, dullness, roughness and chaos.

He finally possessed two clear, pure, transparent, smart and agile spiritual roots.

It's like replacing a three-wheeled motorcycle with a car with a 1.5T turbocharged engine.

He could clearly sense what power was, just like the power he felt from the Ruyi Demon Pill.

The balance of the ice and fire auras was not broken, because the two were entangled together like a chain, and their resonance balance was stronger, but the reason for them to become like this was the innate blood power that stood by and watched with cold eyes...

That is, the unified pattern of innate and acquired.

Power needs reference, needs restriction, and needs boundaries.

At this moment, Wang Wu really understood it too thoroughly.

Because he was certain that even if he had a human body, even if he had also cultivated ice and fire spiritual roots and maintained a balance to a certain extent, then as his strength gradually increased, a similar contradiction between the two forces of ice and fire spiritual roots would form.

Therefore, opposition, unity, confrontation, and spiral rise seem to be the most stable structure.

At this time, Wang Wu was circulating the ice and fire spiritual energy again, and it only took one second for each cycle!
One second, that's a tenfold improvement!

At this moment, lines of information also emerged to join in the fun.

"Your ice and fire spiritual roots have made a leap forward. Your spiritual roots have finally reached the ninth grade. You are currently at the ninth grade ice spiritual roots and the ninth grade fire spiritual roots."

"Friendly reminder, this is calibrated based on the standards of the human race's cultivation world. Spiritual roots are divided into nine grades, with grade one spiritual roots being the best. All spiritual roots identified as grade one have the qualifications to advance to grade one in the Heaven Realm. Grade nine is the worst, and in theory the highest one can advance to grade four in the Earth Realm. Grades below grade nine are the standards for the cultivation of spiritual roots of the demon race, which are elementary, intermediate, and advanced, which are just for laughs."

"Friendly reminder, spiritual roots are the foundation of acquired cultivation. There is no such thing as advancement of spiritual roots themselves. There is only the level of improvement through quality refinement. For example, two babies born at the same time, one can have a ninth-grade spiritual root, and the other can have a first-grade spiritual root. With different foundations, they will naturally have different growth rates and growth limits."

"Spiritual roots can be refined through acquired qualities, but they can only be refined three times at most. Too many refinements, or for too long, will cause irreversible damage to the condensation of the spiritual pill."

"There is only one tempering left!"

"Explanation: The promotion of primary spiritual roots to intermediate spiritual roots is the first tempering. The current leap from intermediate spiritual roots to ninth-grade spiritual roots is the second tempering. When the spiritual roots are tempered to eighth-grade spiritual roots, you must start to condense spiritual pills."

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"Mom, pull your ass!"

Wang Wu couldn't help but swear, and at this moment he was even a little angry and embarrassed.

He knew that the qualifications of his acquired cultivation system were very low, but he really did not expect it to be so low. Is this the unbridgeable gap between the human race and the demon race?

He is always a monster!
Even if his core is a human, it is useless.

It turned out that his acquired cultivation system would never, ever, ever be able to reach the same level as that of humans.

So desperate and so real!
After a moment, Wang Wu calmed down. He still had one chance to temper himself, so he had to seize it.

"Every time I refine it, it feels like I'm undergoing surgery. My spiritual roots are too fragile to bear it. So, I can't rush to refine it next time. I need to rest for a while first."

"I need to keep a normal mind. My life goal is not to completely transform myself into a human being from the inside out. In the innate bloodline system, I have already obtained excellent chips. From the beginning, the acquired cultivation system was used as a supplement. I can't be greedy and think that both the innate and acquired systems can be advanced to the first level."

"I have to take my time and not rush."

Wang Wu relieved his emotions and figured out the key interests.

After traveling to this world of immortal cultivation, he wanted to live freely. It didn't matter whether he was a human or a demon. Whether he could become an immortal in the future was too vague. He even felt that at this moment, in Yushan Manor, in Mrs. Yu's cram school, he was quite satisfied.

If life could remain like this, he would also like such an ending.

Otherwise, Lu Wuchen, let's negotiate. How about you let me go and I will never leave Yushan Manor for the rest of my life?
Hahaha!
After a while, Wang Wu calmed down and used the Five Elements Spiritual Formation to clear the way to Madam Yu's cram school. He needed some comfort now...

Three hours later...

"I don't know why, but I feel like you seem a little unhappy."

Mrs. Yu spoke carefully as she gently put clothes on Wang Wu. They were newly made and fit him well. Before this, Wang Wu had been wearing Yu Langjun's underwear.

Wang Wu stared at her. In the ambiguous dusk light, her face was like a ripe apple. There were still fine beads of sweat on her forehead, which entangled and intertwined strands of hair, which then fell down in disorder, like a pearl curtain that was trying to cover up the swan-like slender white neck, from the collarbone down...

"do not want!"

Madam Yu's eyes widened in panic. She didn't want to lose again, even though it would make her feel at ease. The silent man in front of her, whose origins were unknown and whose name she didn't even know, really gave her a solid sense of reliance.

"Can you remember your name?"

"No."

"Then shall I give you a name?"

Mrs. Yu asked cautiously. Enthusiastic people with beauty cannot last long. She hoped to leave something in the other person's heart. She did not ask for much. After three years, this man would leave. She would take her daughter with her and hand her over to her younger sister. Apart from that, she did not ask for anything else.

"Okay!"

"Well, you can take the last name Wang, because in my eyes, when you are silent, you are like a silent, majestic king."

"Very good! Then I'll just call you Wang Wu." Wang Wu said with a smile. This Mrs. Yu is really a wonderful person.

"Wang Wu?" Madam Yu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then sighed, "There seems to be boundless murderous intent in your heart. Is there something unfair? Once you hide in the Nine Abysses, and then rise up to fight in the wild, the king's anger will probably result in thousands of corpses and rivers of blood! Why not call Wang Zhige?"

"Wang Zhige?"

Wang Wu was about to laugh at Madam Yu, but as he laughed a little, he couldn't laugh anymore because Madam Yu looked very serious.

"Madam, what you said is not a joke?"

"Of course not. I am quite proficient in the six arts required of human cultivators: swords, talismans, pills, arrays, weapons and divination. I just think you can stay here. I'll call you Wang Zhige, and we can live a good life together. Cultivating immortals is ethereal, and the heavens are far away. There is no need to ask about life and death. I am willing to live a carefree life in the mortal world with you."

After Mrs. Yu finished speaking, Wang Wu's heart inexplicably calmed down. The last ray of light in the sky faded away, and the room was dark. There was no color or light, but it was so quiet and peaceful.

For a moment, Wang Wu was really moved and thought it was also a good idea to call him Wang Zhige.

But at this moment, he suddenly sighed and pinched Mrs. Yu's face.

"Stop the War, Stop the War. What a shame about this name. Unfortunately, in this world, you can't stop the war just because you want to. Guests are coming. Be prepared."

After saying that, Wang Wu left quickly and soon disappeared. At this time, outside the villa, there was a blood crow hovering in the air, screaming as it flew.

Wang Wu's eyes turned cold, and he released the control of the Five Elements Spirit Array. At this time, a ray of light lit up on the blood crow's body, and the Five Elements Spirit Array automatically activated.

However, Wang Wu seized the control of the Five Elements Spirit Array, so the entry and exit rights of the Blood Crow were blocked.

This blood crow is a spiritual beast. After flying into Yushan Manor, it was very arrogant and kept cackling. At the same time, it asked everyone in the manor to gather because the young master was back.

"Little Lord?"

Wang Wu suddenly thought of the first time he came to Yushan Manor, and the handsome young man who came riding a sword and rushed around.

Is he the son born to Fan Chang’s other wife?
While he was thinking, Madam Yu had already taken everyone in the manor out of the village and was waiting in the square outside, but Wang Wu frowned again, something was not right.

Because, this time, there were twelve human cultivators coming, including the old man from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect whom he met through the Five Elements Spirit Formation last time.

One was of the third rank, five were of the fourth rank, and six were of the fifth rank. They followed the handsome young man and rushed into Yushan Manor together on their swords.

There was really no stopping at all, the sword energy stirred up a strong wind, like a comet hitting the ground, and it didn't stop until it was about to hit Madam Yu and others. The handsome young man circled and stopped flying the sword, scaring Madam Yu's little daughter so much that she started crying.

Even the handsome young man's two younger brothers were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Because of this move, it is like letting dozens of mortals stand at the intersection and watch a 100-ton king doing right-angle drift at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour.

This is not deterrence, this is murder.

But one mistake and something bad will happen.

At this moment, the handsome young man glanced coldly at the little girl who was still crying, with great disgust. Then, he took out a document with a seal on it and shouted at Mrs. Yu.

"Yu Jiayan, you bitch! My father has divorced you. From now on, you are no longer a member of my Fan family. My Fan family has nothing to do with you anymore."

"Now, immediately hand over the palm seal and the Qi Gathering Cauldron!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the third-rank cultivator in the back shouted, "Yu Jiayan, your story has been exposed. You colluded with the dark alliance wild cultivator Yu Jinyan and committed a heinous crime. Now we have been ordered to arrest you and send you to the Death-Seeking Camp on the front line of the Northern Wasteland. I advise you not to resist. Your two daughters are still members of the Fan family. Now, step forward and confess your crime."

At this moment, Mrs. Yu felt as if struck by lightning. Her body softened and she almost fell to the ground.

"Mom, please don't leave. Don't die."

Her little daughter burst into tears out of fear.

"I wonder who dares to touch my mother!"

Her nine-year-old daughter made sword gestures and shouted loudly, but the next second she was slapped to the ground by her half-brother.

"How dare you make such noise and act so presumptuously in front of me, little slut!"

(End of this chapter)