The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 343 Something went wrong
Wang Wu instinctively felt something was wrong, but he didn't dare to go forward to check. He just gazed at it from a distance, and the more he looked, the stranger it seemed.

Because these human cultivators and demons who escaped from prison did not display their supernatural abilities, nor did they activate their natal flying swords or natal demonic weapons. They were all wearing ordinary armor, and at most, one of them would hold a large axe and another would hold a spiked club, and they would fight each other with skill and brute force.

It was quite satisfying to kill the low-ranking soldiers, one hit per soldier.

Of course, both sides had monsters and human cultivators, so after fighting for half a day, each side left behind hundreds of corpses and then called a retreat.

It's really interesting, and also very bizarre.

"It's probably because there's no spiritual energy."

Wang Wu came to this conclusion with a heavy heart.

After thinking for a moment and confirming that there was no warning of danger, he plucked the best-quality, most nutritious hair from his forehead, blew it into the distance, and in no time, a hairy giant emerged from a forest dozens of miles away.

Then Wang Wu activated a wisp of pure energy from his spiritual platform to catch up, and from then on, it was equivalent to his simplified version of an external avatar.

He uprooted a tree, removed its branches to use as weapons, and headed straight for the battlefield.

As a result, they were intercepted by a patrol team in no time.

Surprisingly, three of the patrol team members were bird-like monsters, and two were beast-like monsters.

"Roar!"

Wang Wuzhuang looked very fierce, his eyes practically glowing with hunger.

"Behave yourself, or I'll pluck your fur, steam you, and eat you!" a monster shouted.

Another demon laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist, where did you get such great wisdom? You hid in the mountains for fifteen years, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so you came out. Haha, if you don't want to suffer, you should be honest and obedient."

"What—what's going on with you all?"

Wang Wu stammered as he spoke, his words becoming incoherent.

"Hey, what's going on? There's no spiritual energy left, huh? Damn it, break out of prison, break out of prison! I don't know which bastard came up with this idea, it's ruined us."

"I, I am from the Southern Wilderness. I was once, once a third-rank great demon. Fellow Daoists, please have mercy, do you have any spirit pills?" Wang Wu begged nimbly.

This immediately drew a strange, snickering laugh from a monster on the other side.

"A third-rank demon is just a bunch of eggs. My eldest is a second-rank demon, and now he has to come to the mortal realm to be a general?"

"To be—to be—to be—a—general?" Wang Wu was so surprised he couldn't speak. A second-rank demon being given an official position by a mortal?

"Bang bang bang, you damn fool! Trying to mimic my voice! If you don't want trouble, obediently give your name and register. When you see my boss, no, my commander-in-chief, you'll get a vegetable dumpling as a reward. Otherwise, you'll be beaten to death with sticks—consider it a treat!"

Several demon soldiers on the other side shouted, looking very excited.

"Stop, stop, everyone. I'm willing to cooperate, but you all need to let me understand. There may be less spiritual energy, but there's no need for us to serve mortals, is there?" Wang Wu quickly asked, as this was what he was most curious about.

Even if there's no spiritual energy—how could there be no spiritual energy? It just means the spiritual energy content has decreased by 90%. With a little effort, it's still possible to absorb it. In addition, you can also grow spiritual herbs.

How could I possibly fail to make a living?

Upon hearing this, the demon soldiers exchanged glances, and the leader of the demons laughed:

"It's very simple. We're earning atonement tickets. The immortals here said that our ancestors were all heinous monsters and demons, which is why they were imprisoned in the Great Wilderness Sin Prison. Now that we've escaped, it's an even greater sin, so we must atone for our sins, or we'll have to go back to prison."

"Many of our brothers couldn't endure the hardships outside, so they mostly went back to the prison. But we have more ideals and ambitions, so we chose to serve in the mortal court to atone for our sins, understand? Once we've accumulated enough merit, we can ask the mortal emperor to bestow a title upon us, and then we'll have the opportunity to start over in the future."

"So, you either go back to the mountains and become a wild beast, or register and return to the Great Wilderness Prison, or join the army like us, earn a living, and atone for your sins. What do you plan to choose?"

"I... I choose to be like you." Wang Wu chuckled foolishly, not yet finding anything wrong with it, although it sounded absurd.

The immortal lord outside is actually quite kind-hearted.

"Alright, tell me your name. Where in the Southern Wilderness are you from? Don't make things up. This is related to what crimes your ancestors committed and how long their sentences were. Maybe by your generation, their sentences will be almost over, and then you can go to the Immortal Alliance to register."

"What? There's a Celestial Alliance outside?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Speak up, we still have patrols to do!"

"Alright, alright, my name is Shu Fenqiang! I'm a flower farmer under the command of the Great King Wai Xiong Wu, eight hundred miles north of Xuanwu City in the Southern Wilderness. I'm a third-rank official, and I also have three wives and six hundred sons..."

"Why are you asking so many questions? Just answer whatever I ask you!"

"Good good!"

Suddenly, the monster opposite him took out a huge, strange bag and shouted at Wang Wu again.

"Shu Fenqiang!"

"Hey!"

Wang Wu answered crisply, and the next second, a terrifying suction force inexplicably arose from the pocket, pulling him up from the spot. He reacted quickly and grabbed a nearby tree.

"Hey, what are you doing? I'm not going! I want to go back to being a wild beast!"

Wang Wu screamed hysterically.

The monsters exchanged wicked glances. "Damn, you've got some skills, Rat Fenqiang!" "I won't answer. I'm not Rat Fenqiang!"

Wang Wu continued to shout, but at this moment the suction suddenly increased, sucking him and the tree into it together.

There is absolutely no escape.

Apart from that wisp of divine thought.

At this moment, the monsters smiled coldly, put away the large bag, and continued their patrol.

They had only taken a few steps when one of the demons suddenly produced a strange talisman, waved it around, and frowned. "Strange, why do I have a feeling of being spied on? Oh no, that little demon who escaped from prison might have been thrown out to scout ahead. We've alerted them! Quickly set up the sword formation! Don't let these prisoners of the Great Wilderness escape!"

As they spoke, the five demons suddenly summoned their five natal flying swords with lightning speed. In a flash of sword light, they each took to the air and soared tens of thousands of meters into the sky.

The next second, sword lights descended from a row of mountain peaks within a radius of 500 miles, and a magical sword formation, gleaming with light, was then deployed.

Immediately afterwards, these people made sword incantations, raised sword talismans, and moved with perfect coordination. In less than three seconds, the mountains and forests within a radius of five hundred miles centered on them were covered by terrifying sword lights. Then, like a meat grinder, they directly churned up the place, including the mountains and vegetation, in one go!

Ten seconds later, the area was flat.

These techniques, these supernatural powers, and that natal flying sword are all at the sixth rank of Heaven. I wouldn't trade this strength for a first-rank great demon!
Most importantly, after this sword formation stirred things up, the city at the foot of the mountain, the mortals inside, and the attacking army all vanished like bubbles.

It's all fake.

Wang Wu watched from a distance, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat!
Without a doubt, this is the truth.

I wonder how many escapees have fallen victim to this scheme in the past fifteen years.

Fifteen years have passed, and there are still top-level experts here to intercept and set up roadblocks. The key is that their disguise methods are too superb.

Too powerful.

Wang Wu's highest level of danger perception was completely unable to detect any clues.

This shows that the other person's foundation in Taoism is more complete than his.

Furthermore, he had only glanced at him a few more times, yet that guy felt like someone was spying on him. This perception... no, the other party must have also cultivated divine sense.

Made.

Without daring to linger, Wang Wu immediately burrowed underground, reaching a depth of 30,000 meters, and rebuilt the Xuan Iron Hut to hide for now.

This time, he felt he needed to read Liu Zongbai's diary first, as well as the Complete Book of Taoist Magic. He really wouldn't dare to go out until he had a proper grasp of it.

The outside world was far more dangerous than he had imagined.

After hiding underground for seven or eight days, seeing that there was no movement outside, Wang Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He then took out Liu Zongbai's diary and first glanced at it. According to the time period, he took out a diary entry from a hundred years ago and began to read it carefully with his level 15 spiritual talent.

Actually, one could read it using divine sense and pure energy, but Wang Wu was wary, fearing there might be some trap involved.

The divine sense and pure energy were what he obtained from the advancement of his core demon soul; they were the most essential and fundamental elements.

In contrast, the level 15 spiritual essence seems to be more like first identifying the structure and function of the jade slip, its internal rules of spiritual energy rhythm, then finding the source code that records the sound, text and images inside, decomposing it a second time, and then combining it to form an understandable meaning.

These are two concepts.

It's like the former is simply looking at the words on a piece of paper with your eyes, while the latter involves things like carbon-14, electrons, neutrons, atoms, biological cycles, archaeological science, and so on...

"My name is Liu Zongbai. This year marks my twenty-fifth year in the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance. By the grace of Heaven, I have finally become a steward disciple of the Immortal Alliance, which qualifies me to receive higher-level missions and learn more advanced cultivation techniques."

"This morning, the senior who received me, a sixth-rank guardian disciple of the Immortal Alliance, gave me twelve blank jade slips. He told me that the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance has a secret that is not passed down to anyone. All disciples have the opportunity to encounter or learn about it, but the prerequisite is that they must record their daily cultivation and what they see and hear. In short, just be spontaneous."

“I scoffed at this, but since everyone else was doing it, I had no reason not to. So I gradually started writing down some of my innermost thoughts, my insights from cultivation, and my travel experiences. Although it felt a bit awkward at first, over time, I actually felt as if I had a close friend with whom I could confide in this jade slip.”

He would watch over me silently, care for me, but never blame me or laugh at me...

"I am very relieved!"

……

"What the hell is this?"

After Wang Wu used his level 15 spiritual energy to go through nearly a hundred circles and finally deciphered these few passages of the diary, he had to admit that this Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance was truly monstrous.

However, it's impossible for him to see directly with his divine sense; he won't fall for it.

This time, even without any danger warning, he sensed that something was wrong.

A group of cultivators writing diaries?

And it was a group diary writing activity!

Are you guys crazy or am I crazy?!

What kind of behavior is this, "Sitting in Oblivion Fire Brother"?!
In short, something unusual is bound to happen, and this might just be a trap.

(End of this chapter)