Taming Beasts and Cultivating Immortality from Two Realms

Chapter 232 Gathering of Prodigies
After bypassing the eerie wasteland, Chen Beiwu put away his flying boat and urged Zongtao Stepping on the Void to speed southwestward.

'There are cultivators fighting!'

Chen Beiwu raised an eyebrow, keenly sensing the restlessness of the spiritual energy in the southeast direction.

He concealed his aura, activated the Illusionary Concealment Pendant and the Mirror Flower Water Moon, and cautiously headed towards the place where spiritual energy was fluctuating.

'So they are cultivators from the Green Wood Sect and the Heavy Metal Sect.'

Hiding behind a thousand-year-old tree, Chen Beiwu scanned the area ahead and recognized the identities of the two sides in the battle.

Standing at the very front of the four cultivators from the Heavy Metal Sect was a bald, towering man, ten feet tall, with a physique as robust as an iron tower.

His skin was bronze, his muscles were bulging, he was bare-chested and barefoot, and he held a staff-like magical weapon that was entirely dark gold.

The giant club seemed to be an extension of the man's body. With each swing, it would stimulate the vigorous blood and qi within his body, which was like a furnace, causing a faint golden light to flow around his skin and emanating a heavy, mountain-like aura.

This person is none other than Zhou Yuan, the foremost true disciple of the Chongjin Sect in this generation.

Zhou Yuan cultivates the Ten Thousand Tribulations Golden Body, the sect's most powerful technique. His fighting style is bold and unrestrained, and he excels at using brute force to overcome skill. His strength is no less than that of Luo Yongjie, whom Chen Beiwu killed earlier.

Even so, Zhou Yuan was unable to defeat his opponent.

Chen Beiwu narrowed his eyes and looked at the female cultivator on the other side, who was dressed in an elegant blue-green Daoist robe and was vaguely the leader of the six Qingmu Sect cultivators.

Her features were delicate, her eyes were clear, and a belt around her waist was slender enough to be grasped with one hand, outlining her graceful figure. In her hand she held a slender, verdant sword that resembled a vine.

In Chen Beiwu's divine sense, the slender sword was not an inanimate object. It contained an extremely rich essence of Yi wood, and was more like a living vine, causing the green wood spirit vortex in his dantian to tremble slightly.

'nice one.'

Intuition told Chen Beiwu that by using that precious vine to nourish the Green Wood Cyclone, he could advance further in his cultivation of the Myriad Laws Returning to the Flow of the Jianmu Heavenly Book and reach the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

"Zhao Qingluo, retreat now, and I may spare your life." Zhou Yuan's voice boomed like a bell, causing the surrounding rocks to fall in a rustling sound.

As everyone knows, the current top disciple of the Qingmu Sect is a cowardly turtle who never leaves the territory of the Qingmu Sect and has no chance of entering the Heavenly Evolution True Realm.

The cultivator leading the Qingmu Sect here was Zhao Qingluo, the second-best disciple of the current generation, whose strength was slightly inferior to his.

However, the sect's most powerful technique, the "Eternal Evergreen Reincarnation Creation Scripture," is too formidable, allowing one to instantly heal injuries using the power of the Evergreen Mantra.

Even though Zhou Yuan maintained the upper hand throughout the battle, it would be difficult for him to defeat Zhao Qingluo, who was adept at dragging her opponents into a war of attrition, in a short period of time.

“Brother Zhou, you are mistaken.” Zhao Qingluo glanced at the ancient stone tablet in the center of the square that was emitting strange fluctuations: “The True Lord left behind his legacy for a reason. Brother Zhou’s attempt to forcibly seize it is not the right path.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuan stopped speaking, exerted force with his feet, and swung the Broken Mountain Staff in a wide arc with both hands, bringing a sharp whistling sound that tore through spiritual energy, and smashed it down on Zhao Qingluo without any fancy moves.

Zhao Qingluo smiled sweetly, and the vines on her slender sword shot out like a giant python, blocking Zhou Yuan's blow to the head.

She was indeed no match for Zhou Yuan, but as long as Zhao Qingluo could stall until the Golden Core seeds from the Mirror Moon Sect and the Profound Sword Pavilion arrived, she could lead the Green Wood Sect cultivators to share the profits on the inheritance stele.

'Zhou Yuan, Zhao Qingluo!' Chen Beiwu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the stone tablet in the distance.

Even if the golden egg falls into a deep sleep, he is still confident that he can defeat either of the two in a one-on-one fight.

Unfortunately, these two were protected by four or five fellow disciples at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

If he wants to monopolize the inheritance, he will definitely be besieged by the combined forces of the Qingmu and Chongjin sects.

Ultimately, when faced with absolute self-interest, the friendly alliance between the Green Wood Sect and the Mirror Moon Sect is nothing more than a facade.

"It's safer to wait and see," Chen Beiwu said, looking up at the figure beside the crumbling stone pillar.

He wasn't the only cultivator watching from the shadows. Making a direct move would only make him the one to stand out.

“Zhou Yuan is truly troublesome. If you fellow Daoists do not intervene soon, I will relinquish this inheritance stele.” Zhao Qingluo’s eyes suddenly turned toward the stone pillar.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of nine tides resounded, and the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth that permeated the secret realm instantly transformed into a boiling sea eye, giving rise to nine towering whirlpools, each about ten feet in diameter.

"Nine Yuan Refining Sea Technique? The newcomer is Han Shengwu, the second true disciple of the Mirror Moon Sect!" The Green Wood Sect cultivator's eyes lit up with joy.

The Green Wood Sect and the Mirror Moon Sect have always been on good terms. If the two sects join forces, they might be able to defeat the cultivators of the Heavy Gold Sect and share the inheritance stele together.

"No wonder you were hiding in the shadows, acting suspiciously. It turns out you're Han Shengwu, your defeated foe." Zhou Yuan said calmly.

There are only three cultivators of his generation in the Earthly Realm who are worthy of his fear: Zhu Qiong, the killing god of the Mirror Moon Sect; Gu Jianfeng of the Profound Sword Pavilion; and Luo Yongjie of the Burning Flame Sect.

Apart from these three, the rest of the Foundation Establishment peak cultivators were nothing more than chickens and dogs in his eyes.

Even if Han Shengwu and Zhao Qingluo join forces, Zhou Yuan is confident that he can retreat safely.

“Brother Zhou, we won’t achieve anything by continuing to fight. Why don’t we work together to explore the Inheritance Stele?” Han Shengwu said calmly, ignoring Zhou Yuan’s sarcasm.

Zhao Qingluo nodded: "I think it's feasible."

"Hmph, come out here!"

Noticing that someone was still hiding in the shadows and spying, Zhou Yuan snorted coldly, and his body shone with a bright golden light. He then threw the Broken Mountain Staff in his hand toward the hillside in the northwest.

"boom!"

Gu Yunsi activated the Water Mirror Technique to block the Broken Mountain Cudgel, and his figure retreated dozens of feet backward, reaching Han Shengwu's side. He said, "Brother Zhou, why be so impatient?"

"Junior Brother Gu, you've come at the perfect time." Han Shengwu's eyes lit up with joy.

If he were the only Mirror Moon Sect cultivator present, it would be difficult for him to obtain a sufficient share of the inheritance stele.

“It’s not just me.” Gu Yunsi turned around and looked in the direction of the ancient tree: “Junior Brother Chen, with Senior Brother Han here, the three of us brothers can certainly get a share of the pie if we join forces.”

Upon hearing this, all the cultivators present were startled.

Zhou Yuan and Zhao Qingluo exchanged puzzled glances.

What's going on? There are still Mirror Moon Sect cultivators here whom they haven't discovered yet!

"Senior Brother Gu, how did you discover me?"

Behind the ancient tree, Chen Beiwu's figure appeared quietly, his tone somewhat curious.

One should look at someone with new eyes after just one day apart.

Compared to their last meeting, Senior Brother Gu's aura was several times stronger at this moment. With such strength, he could easily be ranked in the top ten of the Mirror Moon Ranking, but even so, no one should be able to see through his concealment.

Before Gu Yunsi could answer, Zhou Yuan, who was standing to the side, showed a look of apprehension.

'Damn it, it's the scent of a mirage!'

The cultivators of the Chongjin Sect fear neither heaven nor earth, except for illusions.

Before a cultivator enters the second level of the Myriad Tribulations Golden Body and their essence, qi, and spirit become one, the cultivators of the Mirror Moon Sect who cultivate the Mirror Flower Water Moon are undoubtedly the most effective counter to the body cultivators of the Heavy Metal Sect.

Sensing Zhou Yuan's apprehension, all the cultivators present felt a chill run down their spines.

Good heavens, when did the Mirror Moon Sect produce another peerless genius!
(End of this chapter)