After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

Why can't I understand what I'm saying?

"Still pretending, brat? I can sense it all from you."

An old man with a full head of white hair approached him step by step.

This left the young man speechless and incoherent: "W-what sword intent? I really don't know!"

"Come, let me see."

The more he pretended to be stupid, the more convinced He Yundao became of his judgment.

How could such a tactic of delaying time possibly fool oneself?

When your master returns, he will have completely taken over this body, and the master will have no choice but to accept it.

"Elder, no!!"

At first, Dong Wei resisted fiercely.

But as terrifying cultivation power continued to surge into his body, he quickly lost consciousness.

He Yundao had been preparing for this body-snatching for several years.

All the secret techniques for stabilizing the soul and suppressing backlash had been practiced countless times in advance.

This is to prevent any accidents from happening.

In just half an hour, only the withered corpse of an old man remained in the cave.

There was also a radiant young man.

Unlike before, his eyes had changed, revealing a hint of age and ruthlessness that shouldn't be present at his age.

"It's done."

'Dong Wei'—or rather, He Yundao, who was now occupying the body—immediately ran to his own exhausted corpse, rummaged through his storage bag, and took out pills from it one after another.

The body is most depleted immediately after possession.

Fortunately, he had already reached the pinnacle of alchemy, reaching the ceiling level of the Southern Jambudvipa.

With so many carefully prepared medicinal herbs and elixirs, restoring one's Golden Core cultivation level in a short time will be a piece of cake.

"strangeness……"

However, as the medicine took effect and he focused his mind to carefully examine his new body, his brows furrowed more and more.

He Yundao discovered that, in addition to practicing the personal cultivation techniques of the Biyang Sect, this kid also had a few Qi refining methods that he could barely be considered proficient in.

His physical constitution is excellent, and his comprehension is also acceptable.

Apart from that, there's nothing special about it.

If that's all there is to it, Dong Wei is even less capable than his other targets!

"Where is the sword intent? Where has the sword intent gone?!"

He Yundao's eyes widened, and a somewhat crazed look appeared on his face.

That shouldn't be happening!

He clearly felt it just now!

Although faint, it's definitely true!

Could it be... that this kid isn't pretending to be stupid?

Thinking of this, He Yundao began to quickly search his body.

as predicted.

A small fragment of a puppet slowly slid out from his sleeve.

This happened when Dong Wei went to Yao Yuefeng to collect a debt today, and Xu Ze let him go.

When the two met face to face, Dong Wei's attention was only focused on the fact that an outer disciple dared to bump into him, and he didn't notice this little trick at all.

In the end, Xu Ze secured a loan of several hundred thousand yuan, and the matter was finally settled.

"I've been scammed?!"

The young man stared wide-eyed in disbelief as he picked up the shard.

The next second, the Heaven-Burning Sword Intent on the fragment transformed into a streak of fire, rushing towards his face!

"Ugh!"

The rising flames burned him so badly that he let out a scream.

This force is deeply ingrained and causes excruciating pain!

This made He Yundao suddenly realize something.

He's an old fox who's lived for five hundred years, how could he not figure it out?

"Great! Excellent..."

It must be that fox demon, colluding with the true master of this sword intent, setting up a trap for themselves!

They actually plotted against him?

I really don't know how to live or die!

"Hmph, I'll go find Wan Yi right now and have him drain your energy as a furnace ahead of time. Then I'll find that brat with sword intent and repeat the soul-separation and transfer technique..."

He Yundao's face was contorted with rage, and he was about to get up in anger.

A ghostly figure appeared at the doorway at some unknown time.

Sensing the man's cultivation level, he paused in surprise and whispered:

"Late Foundation Establishment stage? When has our Biyang Sect ever had a disciple like that?"

And when did he arrive?

Did anyone witness what just happened?

"Hey, old dog, your perception is pretty good."

Xu Ze stood there with his sword on his back, and everyone wanted to applaud him.

Even if you have just possessed a Foundation Establishment cultivator, you can still sense your current cultivation level.

They do have some skills, though.

This was the first time since he went up the mountain that he had removed the concealment of the [Immortal Concealment Talisman] and fully revealed his strength.

However, with a peak Nascent Soul cultivator and a half-step Divine Transformation elder as his backer, there was absolutely nothing to worry about.

It just so happens that he cultivates every day on the summit of Yaoyue Peak using the moonlight to improve his cultivation level, but he hasn't had anyone to stretch his muscles and bones for almost a year.

I'm so bored.

"What did you call me? Old dog?" He Yundao's face darkened, and he immediately retorted angrily, "Kid, how dare you call me that?"

Although his cultivation level was the worst among all the peak masters.

But almost every other elder owed him a favor.

No one has ever dared to call him that before!

“Haha,” Xu Ze laughed, genuinely, “I’m telling you, you’re not just an old dog, you’re about to become a dead dog.”

He drew his soft sword and infused it with a wisp of true energy.

In an instant, the frenzied Blazing Heaven Sword Intent covered the sword body, like a piece of red-hot black iron.

Upon seeing this scene, He Yundao was overjoyed, realizing that he had finally found the true master of the sword intent.

But this joy was quickly extinguished, turning into deep fear.

Wait, what's this kid up to?

Chapter 41 You Deserve to Die

"First move: Rippling waves rise from the water, breaking through the wind and chasing the clouds."

Xu Ze drew his sword and attacked without giving his opponent a chance to recover.

When it comes to murder, there's no time for hesitation.

Moreover, he hadn't yet experienced the power of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique when it struck a person!

The Seven Steps Movement Technique was incredibly fast, and this sword strike, which was already at its most refined level, instantly left He Yundao, who was already shocked, utterly stunned!

What kind of swordsmanship is this?!

He immediately summoned his protective magic weapon from his Golden Core stage.

Unfortunately, with only the initial stage of Foundation Establishment cultivation, he couldn't stimulate much of the effect!

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out.

The protective magic treasure instantly developed cracks, but Xu Ze's figure was not hindered in any way, moving like a dragon within the cave!

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of He Yundao's mouth. He panicked, he was really panicked!

This kid is terrifyingly strong!!

"Young friend... no, fellow Daoist, please spare my life!"

The old man no longer had any airs of an elder. His voice was filled with sorrow, and he spoke rapidly, "I was previously a sixth-grade alchemist. Although my cultivation is still shallow, as long as you give me some time, I will be able to form a new core soon!"

"When the time comes, you'll surely need my help, fellow Daoist. No matter how difficult it is to refine any kind of pill, it's all no problem!"

He hurriedly pulled out several jade bottles from his storage bag. With the stoppers slightly open, a refreshing fragrance of elixirs immediately filled the air. These were all rare and exquisite pieces.

It seems that what they said is true.

"Oh?" Xu Ze sheathed his sword, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You're quite skilled at sword crafting."

"Of course, of course..." He Yundao smiled obsequiously, his manner extremely flattering.

He thought he had escaped a disaster.