A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu Transmigrates into a Book, the Dao Ancestor of Rein

Chapter 242: All below the Nascent Soul stage are ants

"Thank you, young master."

The women expressed their gratitude.

Wen Tianren waved his hand dismissively, then looked up at the thundercloud on the island with a slightly serious expression.

Seeing this, the stunningly beautiful young woman frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke up to offer advice:
“Fellow Daoist Wen, that’s an eighth-level demon beast undergoing its tribulation. We should keep our distance. If it passes its transformation tribulation and sees us watching, it might cause unnecessary trouble.”

Upon hearing this, the young man dropped his serious expression and instead revealed a casual and calm smile.

"Troublesome? No, no, no..."

His right index finger twitched repeatedly:
“Miss Ziling, you underestimate me too much.”

“If this level eight demon cultivator were at its peak and in the outer star sea, we would probably be unable to provoke it. But it has no companions protecting it now, and secondly, it is currently in the inner star sea where human cultivators are concentrated. In other words, it has no clan to protect it.”

His tone was quite confident and certain.

"Furthermore, it must have been seriously injured during its subsequent tribulation of transformation into human form."

"It's just an eighth-level demon beast that has just advanced and has been severely injured by lightning tribulation, possibly even to the point of being on the verge of death. This is simply an opportunity delivered to our door by the heavens!"

Having said this, Wen Tianren opened his arms wide, as if to embrace the sky:
"You all stay here. I'll go up to the island to check on things in a bit. If I give you a warning, leave immediately and report the situation back to the Reverse Star Alliance. If I don't give you a warning, just wait patiently for my return. It would be best to seal off this area to prevent outsiders from approaching, and also to prevent anyone who has been here from leaving..."

"Understand?"

Wen Tianren glanced at the group of sword servants.

"Little Lord…"

The women all looked worried, their eyes filled with infatuation for their master.

"Do as I say."

The young man showed a hint of displeasure.

Seeing this, the sword servants had no choice but to respond respectfully:
"As ordered."

Before parting, Wen Tianren deliberately approached the dozen or so maids and selected two twins. He gently brushed aside the two most powerful Core Formation stage sword attendants on either side, then tucked the twins' hair under his nose and sniffed it lightly.

"You two keep an eye on Ziling for me in a bit, make sure she doesn't do anything foolish..."

"Yes, my lord."

"very good."

Only then did Young Master Wen nod slightly in satisfaction.

The process of him acquiring the twins was too easy and too unchallenging.

Back then, when the Reverse Star Alliance destroyed their sects, he stepped in and saved the two beautiful and talented individuals.

He had assumed the two sisters would hate him for life, even wanting to kill him to avenge their former fellow disciples. He, however, enjoyed the challenge. But after the two women reached the late Foundation Establishment stage and he had taken advantage of them multiple times, they not only stopped hating him but became completely dependent on him. For years, they had obeyed his every word.

This is very boring.

He wants a challenge.

What I want is the doubled pleasure that comes from conquering that challenging woman…

How come they won over both so easily?

uninteresting.

therefore.

He later stopped investing too many resources in training these sword servants.

Until Zi Ling appeared.

"Zi Ling, Zi Ling, this time, I will make you admire me from the bottom of your heart, and make you willingly kneel down at my feet."

Wen Tianren grinned and muttered to himself.

Zi Ling saw all this, but remained completely unmoved.

She saw through the person's actions quite clearly.

Years ago, to demonstrate his immense wealth, the young master of Holy Demon Island began cultivating his sword attendants once again. He rapidly advanced the cultivation levels of his concubines, who all reached the late Foundation Establishment stage or even the Pseudo-Core stage. Two of them were even fortunate enough to break through to the Core Formation stage.

They are twin sisters.

In doing so, they simply want to show off their wealth and also stimulate the competitive and jealous hearts of ordinary girls.

But Young Master Wen underestimated her experience.

Unbeknownst to her, during her Foundation Establishment stage, she had already witnessed a fortune capable of rapidly cultivating a Foundation Establishment cultivator to the Core Formation stage. That fortune not only enabled her to advance to the early Core Formation stage within a few decades but also allowed her mother to advance to the mid-Core Formation stage.

Financial resources couldn't sway her.

Thereafter.

To showcase his charm, Young Master Wen pretended to favor these sword servants, causing them to become even more infatuated with him, their eyes only on him.

What Wen Tianren didn't know was that she had already deduced someone's identity. She knew perfectly well the presence of Yuan Yao, Yan Li, and Gan Rushuang by his side. Which of those three wasn't completely subservient to him? Which one wasn't ten or a hundred times better than the dozen or so ordinary women present?
Young Master Wen's charm is far inferior to that of the other one.

Later, in order to demonstrate his erudition, Young Master Wen specifically studied the Ghost Mist, one of the three great natural disasters of the Chaotic Star Sea, and discovered a certain pattern in the appearance of the Ghost Mist. He would also guide her cultivation and answer her questions.

Little did she know that the guidance that senior had given her was earlier, more extensive, and better.

It includes cultivation experience from the early stages of Foundation Establishment to the late stages of Core Formation.

Crucially, that person noticed that she possessed a special constitution unknown to outsiders.

So far, only that senior has confidently asserted that she possesses the most exceptional and unique physique. No one else has noticed the slightest hint of anything amiss.

This demonstrates that person's extensive knowledge.

Wen Tianren was simply no match for him.

As for "ambiance"?
Young Master Wen never forces any female cultivators around him; otherwise, she would have long since become a plaything.

How can a man who is supposed to be upright and honorable not dare to hold hands or kiss the female cultivator he likes?

Unlike that person, who kisses when they like someone and kicks them when they're annoyed.

Be honest, straightforward, and frank.

And that person never interfered in her life or restricted her freedom.

That's what you call style and respect.

Unlike Young Master Wen, who treated her like a caged bird, and even pretended to be something he'd not, a complete hypocrite.

What kind of sentiment is it for a hypocrite to perform?
Just a clown.

Of course.

Young Master Wen's tricks certainly don't stop there.

To showcase his talent, Wen Tianren secluded himself to cultivate the Six Extremes True Demon Art to a minor level, progressing from initially only being able to barely summon three phantoms to now being able to summon six phantoms at once in battle. He also supplemented his cultivation with methods to enhance his divine sense, allowing his divine sense at the late Core Formation stage to rival that of ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

That's really impressive.

He has thus earned the reputation of being the "number one person below the Nascent Soul stage" in the Chaotic Star Sea.

But the one she met in her early years was, to put it simply, "even worse."

The true number one person below the Nascent Soul stage is the one in her heart.

That senior, a rogue cultivator, struggled for over a hundred years, progressing from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation, and even reaching the peak of the late Core Formation stage. Wen Tianren's current cultivation level was solely due to the help of the Six Supreme Saints of Holy Demon Island, not his own wisdom and talent.

In terms of wisdom, Wen Tianren couldn't possibly outwit that person.

In terms of talent, the rogue cultivator has progressed from the Foundation Establishment stage to the late Core Formation stage in just over a hundred years. In comparison, the young master of Holy Demon Island took even longer to advance from Foundation Establishment to the late Core Formation stage. Their talents are simply not on the same level.

The more actively Young Master Wen tried to impress her, the less she looked down on him.

At last.

Regarding combat strength.

To demonstrate his martial prowess and achieve his goal of "peacock displaying its tail feathers," Wen Tianren repeatedly challenged late-stage Core Formation cultivators, successively killing three and defeating four. On one occasion, he even defeated the renowned Huo brothers single-handedly, fighting two against one.

Young Master Wen is only at the Core Formation stage.

That person had already become a Nascent Soul cultivator.

He formed the recently famous "Iron Triangle of Chaotic Star Sea" with Man Hu Zi and Qing Yi, and established his own sect, "Xuan Tian Sect".

The two are no longer on the same level.

Finally, there is the potential.

Need I say more about the potential of a Nascent Soul cultivator who is over two hundred years old and in the mid-stage?
"Family background, erudition, taste, talent, charm, wealth, martial prowess, potential—in which aspect am I not among the top of the second generation of elites in the Chaotic Star Sea?"

"Who can compare to this young master?"

Looking back on his past efforts, Wen Tianren was moved by his own actions.

But Zi Ling's thoughts were completely different:

"Erudition, taste, talent, charm, wealth, martial prowess, potential, influence... Young Master Wen is completely incomparable to that one."

"The difference is too great."

Zi Ling shook her head and sighed inwardly.

She must be blind to have chosen Wen Tianren.

"I'll be right back. Miss Ziling, you can wait here for my good news."

Young Master Wen smiled.

He wanted to capture or kill this severely injured transformed monster to further enhance his reputation.

The mere Purple Spirit is easily dealt with.

"Young Island Master, please be careful."

The stunningly beautiful girl, her face pale, responded with a soft laugh.

...

On the island.

Han Li watched as the sixth brother gritted his teeth and resisted the thick, white lightning bolts covering the area, and nodded in satisfaction.

"I managed to get through the fifth wave relatively easily. Not bad, not bad. All these years of improving my lightning resistance have paid off."

To make it easier for Xiao Liu during his tribulation, he had given the guy a lot of basic training in lightning resistance.

Even a slight increase in lightning resistance would be beneficial.

Then, there's a lightning-absorbing bead.

He learned from the barbarian and forged the lightning-absorbing pearl into a rare treasure, then had the sixth brother refine it like a magic weapon. After several years of refinement, he was able to use it skillfully. Although the effect wasn't as effortless as when the level eight lightning whale activated it, being prepared was always better than being unprepared.

He also gave the inner core of that level-eight venomous dragon to the sixth brother, instructing him to swallow it and greatly enhance his strength.

With the venomous dragon's demon core taking effect within his body, the sixth brother's demonic power was virtually inexhaustible.

Then there were some healing medicines, which he fed to the sixth brother in large quantities in advance.

They even prepared a few drops of alcohol.

Alcohol can significantly accelerate the recovery of vital energy and the healing of injuries.

Although its effects are far less than those of the Cold Marrow Elixir, it is still quite precious.

"But this fly from outside the island, I haven't even had a chance to look for you, and you've already delivered yourself to my door."

Han Li turned his head, his gaze lingering on the direction of the outer island.

A streak of light was rapidly approaching this direction.

Before long, a handsome young man appeared.

Seeing the sixth brother roaring and howling amidst the tribulation lightning, the young man was both surprised and delighted:
"A black dragon?!"

It was actually an eighth-level black dragon?

Although the Chaotic Star Sea is not lacking in dragons, according to my master, very few can cultivate to the eighth level. Once a dragon, a spiritual beast of heaven and earth, reaches the eighth level, its strength can even rival that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

If I could slay the dragon…

"Huh? There's actually an outsider here? And my divine sense didn't detect this person before."

Upon seeing the magic array surrounding Han Li, they immediately understood.

His divine sense was actually blocked by this array restriction.

So, could this black dragon be a spirit beast raised by this person?
But how is this possible?
If neither Master nor Aunt Wan could cultivate a transformed demon beast, how could this person?

Then, as if remembering something, his heart tightened suddenly. He became highly vigilant. The next moment, he prepared to take his leave, to escape, and to send a message to the sword servants outside the island, urging everyone to evacuate the area immediately.

However, the person trapped within the array walked out of it.

His cultivation aura was blatantly exposed.

"Wait, this aura..."

"Why are there only late-stage Core Formation cultivators?"

In an instant, his divine sense determined Han Li's cultivation level.

After repeatedly checking and verifying the information to confirm it was correct, the tension in my heart immediately eased. I regained my sense of superiority and that confidence that "I am invincible below the Nascent Soul stage."

Then he smiled.

He laughed to himself.

Is he just a Core Formation stage cultivator?
I almost mistook this person for a Nascent Soul cultivator who had lived for a very long time. I was just scaring myself.

After shaking his head, Wen Tianren's smile faded, and then he narrowed his eyes:

"May I ask your honorable surname and address, fellow Daoist? I know a little about the Core Formation cultivators from various sects in this Chaotic Star Sea, but your appearance is completely unfamiliar. Could it be that you are a rogue cultivator? However, rogue cultivators who have reached the late Core Formation stage are extremely rare in this sea. If such a talent truly exists, I shouldn't be completely unaware of him..."

Before the Reverse Star Alliance took action, they conducted a comprehensive survey of the entire Chaotic Star Sea. They did a lot of preliminary work, and it was very thorough.

Today, it occupies most of the inland sea territory.

If this person achieved Core Formation years ago and is currently in the late stage of Core Formation, there's no reason why they wouldn't have escaped the notice of the Reverse Star Alliance's spies if they had appeared at auctions in various markets multiple times during that period.

"By the way, is the demon beast undergoing tribulation and taking human form here your spirit beast?"

As he questioned her, a fleeting murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes.

Han Li, on the other hand, immediately detected the well-hidden killing intent with his keen divine sense, and frowned instantly:

"This guy intends to kill me?"

But why?
He was quite puzzled.

Before this, he had neither provoked Wen Tianren nor even met him. He had also remained silent throughout.

But how did this arouse Wen Tianren's hostility and murderous intent?
This guy surnamed Wen…

"are you crazy?"

If Zi Ling were present, she would definitely see through Young Master Wen's thoughts at a glance.

the reason is simple.

That is jealousy.

Young Master Wen boasts of his extraordinary talent, illustrious family background, extensive knowledge, and promising future. Most importantly, he is also diligent and hardworking, never slacking off in the slightest.

He was not even two hundred years old when he began preparing to form his nascent soul.

However, even with his exceptional abilities, he couldn't compare to the combination of the human and the spirit beast before him. His prowess was overshadowed by this pair.

His achievements paled in comparison.

That's an eighth-level black dragon.

A level eight spirit beast.

Even if he, Wen Tianren, the successor of the Six Paths, gave it his all, he would never be a match for an eighth-level spirit beast.

How could one not be envious of someone who has cultivated an eighth-level spirit beast in the late stage of Core Formation?

If this gets out, it will cause a sensation throughout the entire Chaotic Star Sea.

He must obtain this person's method for cultivating spirit beasts.

"Why must you speak so harshly to me, fellow Daoist?"

Wen Tianren narrowed his eyes.

"Why do you ask? Don't you have any self-awareness about what you're really thinking?"

Han Li pursed his lips.

They completely disregarded the mere young master of Holy Demon Island.

"You've got a sharp tongue. Hmph, your spirit beast is undergoing tribulation; it can't help you."

"so what?"

"Now, I'll give you two choices. One is to join my Reverse Star Alliance and obey my orders from now on, working under my command. My Divine Dove Hall is still short a few law enforcement officers, and your cultivation level is just right for the job. Before that, I'll hand over control of your spirit beast to me, and I won't mistreat you afterwards. The second is that I'll take action and kill you right here. I'll kill you first, and then kill your spirit beast, which is seriously injured during its tribulation, as well."

Wen Tianren said coldly.

"Oh? So arrogant? Didn't your parents teach you not to be so cocky when you're out in public?"

Han Li reminded him.

At that moment, three figures flew over from a distance. They were Zi Ling, who was in the mid-stage of Core Formation, and the two twins who were in the early stage of Core Formation.

Seeing this, Han Li blinked again:

"So you had backup. You wanted to fight four against one? No wonder you were so arrogant."

"Why would I need my sword attendant and female companion to deal with you? I alone am enough."

In this chaotic star sea, no Core Formation cultivator has ever been able to gain an advantage over him.

With a disdainful snort, his divine sense and magical power stirred the seawater at the edge of the island, which was more than ten miles away. A tornado of water shot into the air, like a giant wave crashing down.

Before long, a three-hundred-foot-tall ice throne formed beneath Wen Tianren.

With a light wave of his hand, he swiftly created a towering iceberg.

The Frozen Throne is much taller than the small hill on the island.

On the frozen throne, Young Master Wen plopped down, then placed his left foot on the throne, leaning to one side and resting his face on his right palm.

The twin sword attendants knelt on either side of the throne, awaiting orders.

This kind of grandeur surprised even Han Li.

Anyone who didn't know better would think it was a Nascent Soul stage expert from some powerful force in person.

Thinking about how I've always kept a low profile, I really felt a pang of sadness.

Just then, the stunningly beautiful young woman who had come from outside the island spoke up, offering a lukewarm but comforting reassurance:

“Fellow Daoist, Young Master Wen is the esteemed disciple of the Six Paths Supreme Saint of the Reverse Star Alliance. His strength is arguably the strongest below the Nascent Soul stage, and it is only a matter of time before he condenses his Nascent Soul.”

"If you submit to me from this day forward, it will not be considered a disgrace to your status."

"With your cultivation level, and the value of this black dragon, you will surely be given an important position within the alliance."

Upon hearing this, Wen Tianren's lips curled up slightly.

He enjoys the sense of honor that comes with this status.

He also looked forward to seeing the fear, timidity, and concessions that other late-stage Core Formation cultivators would show upon learning his identity.

He really enjoys using his power to intimidate others.

So, what kind of expression should the person in front of me have right now?
His response was a mocking murmur from Han Li:

"The number one person below the Nascent Soul stage?"

The next moment, the motionless figure flew up without wind. Immediately afterward, an overwhelming surge of magical power and divine consciousness poured out from this not-so-tall and muscular body, causing the three women to stagger and their faces to be filled with horror.

Even Wen Shaozhu's body subconsciously shuddered, his hair stood on end, and his ten fingers and ten toes involuntarily tightened.

Ahead, a ten-thousand-foot-long tornado, swept up by divine consciousness, nearly blotted out the sky.

Han Li faced the four people as they slowly flew up from the small hill on the island below, with transparent steps appearing out of thin air, one after another.

Until the center of the tornado.

At the center of the tornado, thousands of swords appeared out of nowhere, and the sun, moon, and stars materialized out of thin air.

As the storm of divine sense spread out, enveloping the four who dared not move, a long bridge formed by countless swords of divine sense connected them. On the other side of the bridge, a hundred-foot-tall spirit carrying four large stars of different colors on its back and standing on a river of swords slowly stepped forward.

The giant, whose shadow stretched for hundreds of feet, had an extremely bright and spiritual light on its face, making it difficult for the four to look directly at it, yet they also felt that the giant was extremely majestic.

"Nascent Soul Dharma Form?"

Is this person a Nascent Soul stage monster?
Moreover, this ability to create things out of thin air…

This is:

"Divine consciousness...transformation?!"

Zi Ling covered her pale, bloodless mouth.

"Nascent Soul... Mid-stage!"

Wen Tianren gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and his knuckles white. Realizing his body was stiff, suppressed by a powerful divine sense, and locked onto by an intense killing intent, he dared not make the slightest movement.
"No, something's not right! Even if those Nascent Soul elders in the Reverse Star Alliance unleashed their full divine sense, they couldn't possibly suppress me to this extent! Could it be that this person's divine sense is actually not much weaker than my master's? A mid-Nascent Soul cultivator possessing such a strong divine sense?"

Doesn't that mean this person's talent might even surpass that of his master, the Six Paths Supreme Saint?

Once this person enters the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, even his master will have to retreat three thousand feet.

impossible!
"Thump, thump..."

The twin sisters couldn't withstand the pressure and knelt down together.

A three-hundred-foot-long frozen throne versus a ten-thousand-foot-long river of swords and four thousand-foot-tall stars.

An individual versus a spiritual entity bearing four large stars and a sky full of dazzling starlight.

The feeling of having to look up was terrifying to the four of them.

The cold, scrutinizing gaze, as if they were being looked down upon like ants, sent chills down the spines of the four.

"How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me, pointing fingers and threatening me... Kid, you're quite bold."

The Dharma-image spirit glanced at him indifferently.

"Senior, it's a misunderstanding! We apologize, we know we were wrong..."

Wen Tianren and Zi Ling both spoke in alarm.

"Are you aware of your mistake?"

"You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die."

The spirit, treading on the river of swords, was almost within reach. Immediately, a tangible pressure of divine sense emanated from the eyes of the hundred-foot-tall Dharma Image. Wen Tianren was the primary target; his small figure bore the brunt of the attack, crashing down like a cannonball, rapidly shattering the seemingly solid but ultimately ineffective Frozen Throne. The entire iceberg, hundreds of feet long, was pierced in an instant.

The throne then collapsed and disintegrated.

"boom…!"

The young man landed heavily, immediately letting out a muffled groan and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

This was only because the inner armor on his body reduced the damage by 99%.

"The so-called number one person below the Nascent Soul stage is nothing more than this."

"In the end, he's just a Core Formation stage cultivator."

In the void, the Dharma-image spirit stood with its hands behind its back, its clothes fluttering.

In front of him, a large magical hand instantly materialized.

The next instant, it fell towards the crowd:

"Those below the Nascent Soul stage are all ants..."

"How dare you, a mere ant, try to steal my spirit beast? Who gave you the courage? Hmm? Answer me!"

The giant hand descended, rapidly enlarging.

The three women were terrified upon seeing this.

Amidst the dust, the disheveled young master Wen's gums bled from biting them.

If I hadn't lost the initiative, I might have had a chance to escape.

Damn, damn, damn!

"Don't think about it."

Don't think you can subdue him so easily.

"what…"

He frantically channeled his inner power, trying to get up and use every means to resist! He wanted to struggle and fight back! He was unwilling to accept defeat! But suddenly he realized that five rings of different colors had appeared on his limbs and around his neck.

Each of his ankles was encased in a rope that felt as heavy as a million pounds.
"When?"

Unaware that he had been struck and unable to move, Wen Tianren struggled to lift his head, gazing up at the ever-approaching, sky-covering hand.

The pupils dilated further.

A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator resorting to sneak attacks?

Moreover, this person, being a Nascent Soul expert and a mid-stage Nascent Soul master capable of manifesting divine consciousness, actually pretended to be weak and came to a Core Formation stage fishpond to fry fish.

Do we still need the dough?
"No, that's not how it should be, it shouldn't be like this..."

"No…!"

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