Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 117 Taking a Risk, Switching to Cultivation Techniques (Please Subscribe)
Ten years' worth of magical power was burned away, and in an instant, Wu Tian vanished into the traces of the past.

In an instant, the world spun around him, and when he came to his senses, he was already in a grand hall.

This is the place where Wu Qinghuan resides, the Jade Dust Palace.

Lu Daoqing usually resides in the White Bone Palace, and Wu Qinghuan also goes there when handling Wen Zhong's daily affairs.

However, the place where he cultivated and refined his techniques was in the Jade Dust Palace.

Unlike Lu Daoqing, who was detached from worldly desires, Wu Qinghuan was extremely fond of luxury and lustful.

The Jade Dust Palace is built on a base of warm jade, with seventy-two silk palace lanterns hanging from the eaves. Even the winding stone steps outside the palace are paved with blood jade marrow, and on each step, there is a gilded Pixiu lying on both sides, with a luminous pearl the size of a pigeon egg in its mouth, illuminating the area in front of the palace in perfect detail.

Inside the main hall, there are twelve dragon pillars that take two people to encircle. The pillars are wrapped with giant dragons forged from red gold, the dragon scales are pieced together with tiny rubies, and the dragon eyes are deep-sea blue sapphires, making them lifelike.

Behind the main hall, the floor was covered with a whole white fox fur carpet. The fur was so fluffy that it could cover your ankles. Stepping on it was silent, leaving only a warm feeling.

At this moment, Wu Qinghuan, or rather Wu Tian, ​​was sitting on a high white jade platform. It was a soft couch carved from a single piece of mutton-fat white jade, covered with a cloud brocade cushion woven from spirit silk, and adorned with tiny pearls.

He was surrounded by more than a dozen women, all wearing semi-transparent light gauze dresses, the hem of which only reached his waist and hips.

This was Wu Qinghuan's rule: once you entered this hall, you were not allowed to wear clothes that he considered gaudy. He called it "being in harmony with nature, enjoying the principles of heaven, and being in harmony with the truth of things."

They've practically made a virtuous facade out of a womanizer...

When Wu Tian regained his senses, he saw that one of the women serving him was using a silver spoon to scoop lotus soup and carefully bringing it to the lips of the woman on the couch.

Someone knelt beside the couch, pinching his soles with their fingertips, holding them in their arms, and massaging them carefully.

As for the other women, some were playing the pipa, while others were playing the jade flute...

He almost gasped in shock. Was this some kind of life for a human being?
This is practically a life of paradise!
The entire hall was filled with incense and the fragrance of women, creating a scene of extravagance.

He not only glanced around the hall, but also saw Li Yun'er, the one Hong Changlin couldn't forget.

This woman was quite beautiful, with a graceful figure and a shy, timid face, but she was not particularly outstanding in this palace.

He was kneeling on the ground, holding a spittoon in his hands. The semi-transparent veil could not cover anything, and he was ready to serve his master at any time.

She couldn't even get close to Wu Qinghuan, so you can imagine her status in this hall.

At this moment, a woman smiled and handed a peeled spiritual fruit to Wu Tian's mouth. Wu Tian opened his mouth and took it in. He even had an impulse to stay here, enjoy life, and no longer care about the outside world.

"The land of gentle pleasures is the graveyard of heroes..."

Wu Tian felt like he was being bewitched by a demon, but he couldn't be blamed for it; what cadre could withstand such a test?

and so……

"Since we're already here, let's enjoy ourselves first. We're not really doing anything productive anyway."

He became interested, perhaps because of Hong Changlin, and even started to have thoughts about Li Yun'er, so he immediately summoned her.

"You, come to my side."

When Li Yun'er saw Wu Tian waving at her, a look of surprise immediately appeared on her face. She picked up the spittoon with both hands, moved over, and swayed her round buttocks from side to side.

Wu Tian instructed a woman next to him to take the spittoon from his hand and said, "Turn around."

Li Yun'er obediently did so, and as she turned around, her expression was incredibly charming, her eyes seemingly overflowing with seductive allure...

……

The body of the Dao Embryo can be described as having a body of steel and iron.

Three days passed in this way, and Wu Tian almost completely forgot what he had come here for.

It took her a lot of effort to struggle out of the main hall. When she came to her senses, she was both reluctant to leave and fascinated.

"Senior Brother really knows how to enjoy himself..."

"Tsk tsk!"

He forcibly calmed his mind, eliminating all distracting thoughts, and then walked towards the Hall of White Bones.

After receiving permission from Lu Daoqing, he cautiously entered the hall. All his previous thoughts had vanished, leaving only awe and vigilance.

Even Wu Qinghuan himself was filled with fear deep down about his master.

He could never see his master clearly, and he never knew what his master was thinking or what his next move would be.

"Disciple pays homage to master."

In the dark and deep White Bone Hall, Lu Daoqing sat cross-legged on a stone couch, dressed in a cloth robe and wearing a square scarf on his head, exuding a refined and scholarly air.

Anyone who saw him would think he was a hermit devoted to the path of enlightenment.

"Why have you come here all of a sudden? What brings you here?"

Wu Tian lowered his head, not letting the other person see his eyes. "Master, I have been feeling uneasy these past few days. I have been unrestrained in the hall for several days, but the feeling has not only not disappeared, but has become more and more fearful and uneasy."

"Oh? Why is that?" Lu Daoqing glanced at him, his expression quite amused.

Wu Tian said seriously, "The day when the subterranean fire will be suppressed is getting closer and closer. We should make our move then."

"But I always felt that things wouldn't be that simple."

"Taiqing Temple is a major sect in the Central Plains. Do you think they'll just stand by and watch us make a move?"

“They had sent Li Guan here quietly before. If it weren’t for the sudden intervention of that demon immortal Bai Qian, our last plan would probably have failed even more miserably.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Daoqing couldn't help but laugh. "Not bad, it seems you've made quite a bit of progress lately, Qinghuan. You've even learned to use your brain."

Wu Tian deliberately put on an embarrassed look and touched his bald head. "Master, this is a matter of life and death for us, and we are facing a behemoth like Taiqing Temple."

"That's why I'm a little uneasy..."

"I figured they couldn't just sit idly by and do nothing."

"We have a plan, and they might have a backup plan as well."

"If we continue to wait like this, we might fall into their trap..."

Lu Daoqing's previously amused expression vanished, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "So what do you want to do?"

Wu Tian felt the probing and pressured gaze on him, and his back went cold. This old guy was too suspicious. Just one sentence and he became suspicious of him.

Indeed, based on Wu Qinghuan's memory of Lu Daoqing, this old fellow is definitely suspicious.

It was only because Wu Qinghuan was always obedient and rarely acted on his own initiative that he took the initiative to offer suggestions to Lu Daoqing, even to the point of disrupting their previous plans. This was truly rare.

No wonder the old man became suspicious.

Fortunately, at this moment, both his body and soul were the real Wu Qinghuan, and no one could see any flaws in his disguise.

Wu Tian calmed himself down and said seriously, "Master, Taiqing Temple is currently waiting for Zhu Yeshuang to completely suppress the fire vein."

"We're waiting for that time too."

"They should be able to deduce that if we were to tamper with things, it would be on the eve of suppressing the fire vein."

"If... we strike ahead of time, I estimate no one will expect it."

"Even if we lose some of the opportune moment and cannot allow the subterranean fire to fully erupt, we will certainly avoid many setbacks."

"This might not be a bad thing..."

Wu Tian spoke more and more fluently. He hadn't been completely blinded and silenced by Xue Ni these past few days. After all, he was still thinking about certain things.

After listening to him, Lu Daoqing only said, "I have my own plans for this matter. You don't need to worry about it. Just listen to my arrangements." "Go!"

Wu Tian was slightly taken aback; the other party's reaction was completely unexpected.

However, he quickly realized that if even he could think of it, how could a cunning old fox like Lu Daoqing not know it?

If that's the case, then there's only one explanation.

Lu Daoqing had long anticipated that Taiqing Temple would have a backup plan, but he also had his own arrangements, which is why he was so fearless.

They even wanted to take risks...

"Hmm? Is there something else?" Seeing Lu Daoqing's slightly cold tone, Wu Tian couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, as if he were being stared at by some ferocious beast.

"The disciple dare not..."

He forced himself to say, "There's just one more thing I want to tell my master, I have to get it off my chest."

Ignoring Lu Daoqing's increasingly gloomy expression, he blurted out everything he wanted to say in one breath: "This disciple is thinking that if the White Bone Demon God recovers from his injuries in the clash of Yin and Yang veins..."

"Will the patriarch wake up?"

"If our ancestor doesn't wake up, will the White Bone Demon still listen to us?"

"This disciple believes that, in any case, it is better for the White Bone Demon God to remain under Master's control."

"Once the White Bone Demon God recovers from his injuries, whether or not he is the ancestor, it may not be a good thing."

"This disciple is only thinking of Master's best interests. If I have offended you in any way, please do not blame me."

Wu Tian was going all out. Since he was in a dungeon and wasn't afraid of dying, it would only cost him ten years of mana. He was determined to give it a try no matter what.

Lu Daoqing stared at him intently for a long time. The atmosphere in the entire hall was gloomy and oppressive, so quiet that it was chilling. Even Wu Tian's somewhat panicked heartbeat could be clearly heard.

After an unknown amount of time, laughter suddenly rang out in the main hall.

"You truly are my good disciple. I was right about you."

Lu Daoqing smiled and said, "Your words are truly invaluable. Although they are audacious and contain insults to our ancestor, they are indeed loyal."

"I understand your thoughts, but I will consider them first."

"how?"

Wu Tian had said everything he needed to say. Whether it would work out depended on the old demon's own plans. He quickly replied, "Disciple was just having some wild thoughts. Everything is up to Master to decide."

"Very well, go ahead. I am very pleased that you have such a heart. You will surely benefit from this in the future." Lu Daoqing smiled, but for some reason, no one could feel the slightest bit of joy in his smile.

Wu Tian bowed respectfully and withdrew. Only after leaving the White Bone Hall did he realize that the back of his clothes was soaked with sweat.

"That's truly terrifying..."

He didn't even dare to look back at the White Bone Palace, and instead pretended to be calm as he headed towards the Jade Dust Palace.

Once he returned to the palace, he immediately relaxed, still feeling lingering fear.

"Being with this old devil is like walking on the edge of an abyss every minute; it's truly terrifying..."

He felt an indescribable fear and oppression, so he simply ordered his female disciple, "Go and call Hong Changlin over here."

The female disciple responded and left.

Hong Changlin was bewildered when he was summoned, and worried that he might have done something wrong to be summoned by his senior brother.

He was filled with anxiety the whole way, and when he entered the Jade Dust Palace, the sight inside made him blush even more, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look any longer.

Only when they got close did they kneel down to pay their respects.

Wu Tian instructed, "Raise your head."

Hong Changlin looked up respectfully and saw his senior brother sitting cross-legged, with a radiant aura emanating from his body, holding up a white bone relic.

The relic spun around, evolving into black and white runes.

Hong Changlin saw a woman's fair back in front of his senior brother and thought to himself, "Just by looking at her back, I know she must be an absolute beauty."

"Alright, it's time for the next step," Wu Tian instructed.

The woman turned around upon hearing the order, and when she revealed her pretty face, Hong Changlin was completely stunned. His mind went blank, and he stared at her blankly...

That woman was none other than Li Yun'er, the one he had been longing for but could not have.
cocoa……

He was completely stunned, as if struck by lightning.

But Li Yun'er's face flushed red, and she even broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

She naturally recognized Hong Changlin, and her expression at this moment was truly shy and timid, even showing a hint of indescribable excitement and madness...

Wu Tian could clearly sense it.

"It truly is top-notch..."

He meant well, wanting Hong Changlin to see Li Yun'er's true colors.

As for the fact that this is a copy of the past and cannot change reality, then that's none of his business.

Anyway, he's already been so kind as to let Hong Changlin know...

At this moment, while supporting Li Yun'er, he was also working on another matter.

He wanted to try to transform the cultivation of the White Bone Relic into the "Three-Headed Demon God's Prison Suppression Scripture," as both are based on the principles of life and death and are extremely compatible.

If he can successfully transform, his strength will greatly increase.

If Lu Daoqing really decides to make a move ahead of schedule, an earth-shattering battle is bound to follow.

He would never sit idly by and wait for his death. This time, he needed to see clearly what schemes Lu Daoqing and Taiqing Temple had behind them, and what backup plans they had.

Who is the better strategist?

Only by figuring out these things and understanding everyone's true intentions can he make advance arrangements for his next actions and maximize his own interests and benefits.

For example, that white bone demon god.

"Master and the others don't think much of this."

"But it's a good thing for me!"

"Whether it's a battle of magic or cultivation..."

Wu Tian's eyes burned with fervor. "Let's see if there's any chance we can get our hands on that White Bone Demon God."

He was referring to reality, of course.

Everything depends on what Lu Daoqing does next.

As Wu Tian was pondering, he saw Hong Changlin tremblingly take out a handkerchief and say, stammering, "She...she's too tired..."

"Could I wipe her sweat?"

Wu Tian was stunned. What kind of sycophantic behavior was this?

He's even more of a scoundrel than him...

(End of this chapter)