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Chapter 52 : No Cultivation, No Pursuit of Immortality, Only Power Struggles · Oct 12, 2026

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51 Chapter 51 : Isn’t It Reasonable for a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to Suppress Two Nascent Souls? 2026-10-12
52 Chapter 52 : No Cultivation, No Pursuit of Immortality, Only Power Struggles 2026-10-12
53 Chapter 53 : My World-Shaking Wisdom Unleashes World-Shaking Power 2026-10-12
54 Chapter 54 : Could This Be the Land of Near Dao 2026-10-12
55 Chapter 55 : As Expected of the Land of Near Dao, Even My Dao Heart Has Become Clear 2026-10-12
56 Chapter 56 : Willing to Cultivate This Demonic Path Alongside the Senior 2026-10-12
57 Chapter 57 : The Local Cultivators Are Far Too Rude 2026-10-12
58 Chapter 58 : Everyone Contributes a Little Bit of Goodness 2026-10-12
59 Chapter 59 : Here Was More Terrifying Than the Eighteen Layers of Hell 2026-10-12
60 Chapter 60 : This Was Heavenly Merit Descending 2026-10-12
61 Chapter 61 : You Call This a Baptism? 2026-10-12
62 Chapter 62 : Could It Be… Everything He Imagined Was True? 2026-10-12
63 Chapter 63 : Where Have You Dragged Me Into 2026-10-12
64 Chapter 64 : Laying the Array, Wanting to Slaughter 2026-10-12
65 Chapter 65 : You All Deserve Death 2026-10-12
66 Chapter 66 : The Realm I Attain Through Secret Arts, Is That Not a Realm? 2026-10-12
67 Chapter 67 : I Am Great Kindness 2026-10-12
68 Chapter 68 : Forcing Me to Break Through in the Midst of Battle? 2026-10-12
69 Chapter 69 : System, It’s Finally My Turn to Shine 2026-10-12
70 Chapter 70 : I Am the Principle Itself, the Principle of Truth 2026-10-12
71 Chapter 71 : This Merit Can Still Be Credited? 2026-10-12
72 Chapter 72 : Demonic Cultivation Also Has Its Merits 2026-10-12
73 Chapter 73 : When All Are Drunk, I Alone Remain Awake 2026-10-12
74 Chapter 74 : Cultivators’ Short-Sightedness 2026-10-12
75 Chapter 75 : The Scripture of Supreme Benevolence and Refinement 2026-10-12
76 Chapter 76 : Master, How Did You Manage Not to Break Down? 2026-10-12
77 Chapter 77 : Radiating to All Spirits, All Belong to Me 2026-10-12
78 Chapter 78 : This Is Not So Kind 2026-10-12
79 Chapter 79 : I’m Quite Suited to Be a Master 2026-10-12
80 Chapter 80 : This Is Immortal Qi 2026-10-12
81 Chapter 81 : Are Foundation Establishment Cultivators This Powerful Nowadays? 2026-10-12
82 Chapter 82 : I Seem to Have Understood Again 2026-10-12
83 Chapter 83 : So Moved, These Celestial Souls 2026-10-12
84 Chapter 84 : “Grant Me Kindness, Yet Useless” 2026-10-12
85 Chapter 85 : Instant Salvation 2026-10-12
86 Chapter 86 : All Are Important 2026-10-12
87 Chapter 87 : Isn’t It Normal for Me to Produce a Golden Core with Every Breakthrough?! 2026-10-12
88 Chapter 88 : Golden Core Inscription of Dao Intents 2026-10-12
89 Chapter 89 : The Path of Ascension Was Broken 2026-10-12
90 Chapter 90 : It Seems the Forbidden Land of Taixu Is Broken 2026-10-12
91 Chapter 91 : Severing an Arm to Survive 2026-10-12
92 Chapter 92 : Being Attacked Also Counts as a Kind of Inheritance 2026-10-12
93 Chapter 93 : The Higher the Realm, the More Natural the Epiphany 2026-10-12
94 Chapter 94 : This Is the Heart Demon Tribulation? 2026-10-12
95 Chapter 95 : Why Does This Demon Look Like That 2026-10-12
96 Chapter 96 : I Reflect Upon Myself Thrice a Day 2026-10-12
97 Chapter 97 : For a Moment, He Didn’t Know How to Refute 2026-10-12
98 Chapter 98 : I Feel Deeply Wronged 2026-10-12
99 Chapter 99 : Destruction Before Rebirth 2026-10-12
100 Chapter 100 : Fragment of Taixu 2026-10-12

“Junior Brother Li, what’s going on here?”

At this moment, Liu Muyu had no idea what had happened outside the great hall earlier.

Seeing Li Tianwei approaching him with such calm ease, Liu Muyu naturally had to ask.

He thought that perhaps some elder from the Sacred Land had discovered the disturbance and come to handle it.

While Liu Muyu kept a composed expression, Li Tianwei regarded him with a gaze that seemed to see through everything.

“Liu Muyu, stop pretending.”

Li Tianwei didn’t waste words and spoke directly.

Hearing this, Liu Muyu’s heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, what flashed through his mind was — had the Sacred Land of Lingxu discovered his identity as a spy? Had the Sacred Land of Baiyuan betrayed him?

Even so, Liu Muyu still maintained a calm facade.

“Junior Brother Li, what are you talking about? I don’t understand!”

Though he spoke in such a way, his gaze kept darting around the hall, searching for the elder or anyone else who should have come to deal with the situation.

In his mind, the two Nascent Soul elders who had attacked him earlier must have been eliminated by some powerhouse of the Sacred Land of Lingxu.

As for the possibility that it had been Li Tianwei who resolved everything — Liu Muyu didn’t even dare to imagine it.

“Enough. Tell me — besides these devils, what other evil beings do you know of within the Sacred Land of Lingxu?”

Seeing Liu Muyu’s intent to keep denying, Li Tianwei spread his hands and questioned him directly.

Liu Muyu was stunned.

Devils? What was that supposed to mean? He wasn’t being accused of being a spy?

In that instant, Liu Muyu recalled the strange behavior of the two elders earlier, and those disciples as well.

“Li Tianwei, what do you mean? I don’t even know what you’re talking about!”

“Don’t think that just because you completed your Hundred-Day Foundation and became the disciple of Bai Muxu, I’m afraid of you.”

“Strictly speaking, I’m your senior brother! My cultivation level is even higher than yours. You should at least show me the respect due to that.”

Liu Muyu roared angrily, spiritual power erupting from him as though he was about to make a move against Li Tianwei.

He intended to use such a show of strength to force out the hidden figure he believed was manipulating Li Tianwei behind the scenes.

Yet the moment his power flared, the surviving disciples in the hall all looked at Liu Muyu as if he were already dead — their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

You dare? Who gave you that courage?

After all, these disciples had personally witnessed Li Tianwei crush two Nascent Soul devils like insects.

Under those strange gazes, even the disciples who used to flatter Liu Muyu now backed away from him.

He couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of unease — though he didn’t understand why.

After all, he had no idea what had happened while he was unconscious.

Nor could he imagine the terror these survivors had just witnessed within the great hall.

“Eh…”

Seeing Liu Muyu about to strike, Li Tianwei was a little surprised.

But in Liu Muyu’s eyes, Li Tianwei’s look of surprise was clearly fear.

Thus, forming a hand seal, Liu Muyu let his Golden Core liquid spiritual power surge forth.

“Li Tianwei, I’ll say it again — I don’t know what devils you’re talking about. I don’t know anything else either. This time, I was also a victim…”

As his metal-elemental spiritual root flared, a sharp aura burst forth.

Gaining confidence when he didn’t see any other elders of the Sacred Land around, Liu Muyu made up his mind to teach Li Tianwei a lesson — to show him what it meant to respect a true powerhouse.

“Li Tianwei, you should understand what it means when strength reigns supre— ah! Don’t hit! Don’t hit—!”

Liu Muyu hadn’t even finished his arrogant words before Li Tianwei gave him no time at all.

He directly activated the Resentment Channeling Curse.

Several spells and Dao Intents bombarded down upon him.

Liu Muyu couldn’t fight back at all, forced to cover his head and flee.

Only now did he slowly realize, staring at Li Tianwei in disbelief — how could this man, who was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, be wielding the spiritual power of the Golden Core Realm?

“Stop hitting! I’ll talk! I’ll talk! I really don’t know what these devils are!”

“I did host this banquet with certain intentions, but I truly don’t know about any devils!”

Feeling Li Tianwei’s overwhelming power, the sensation of being toyed with like a child gave Liu Muyu a fear even deeper than what he’d felt facing the two Nascent Soul elders earlier.

Hearing this, Li Tianwei was surprised that Liu Muyu’s mouth was still so stubborn, refusing to speak of the devils.

He unleashed a few more spells, blasting Liu Muyu backward as he spat blood in mouthfuls.

“Huff… huff… I’m going to report this to the Law Enforcement Peak…”

Collapsed on the floor, clutching his chest, Liu Muyu slurred as he spoke.

“Law Enforcement Peak, is it? ‘Strength reigns supreme,’ you said?”

As for Li Tianwei — needless to say, such a tactless fool deserved a few more iron fists of truth.

At that moment, Li Tianwei no longer suppressed his power.

The Dao Intents of Death, Resentment, Evil, and Killing erupted together.

Combined with the Resentment Channeling Curse, the resentment energy and demonic aura around him multiplied countless times.

Countless afterimages and sinister thoughts swirled around him, making Li Tianwei seem like the Descending Demon Lord himself.

Faced with such a being, Liu Muyu finally understood why those people in the hall had looked at him with such strange gazes earlier — and why those two Nascent Soul elders had vanished.

Now he realized — Li Tianwei truly had the power to kill him.

Staring death in the face, Liu Muyu could no longer care about anything else.

Without hesitation, he revealed his true identity.

“Stop hitting! I get it now, I’ll talk! I’m a spy from the Sacred Land of Baiyuan! I hosted this banquet to lure you into our trap…”

Faced with death, he no longer dared to hide anything.

He confessed everything — including how he had infiltrated Heaven’s Gate Peak earlier and used the Soul-Corrupting Banner in an attempt to cripple Li Tianwei.

“A spy? Senior Brother Liu is actually a spy?”

“But you’re a top-grade Golden Spiritual Root!”

The other disciples in the hall, hearing Liu Muyu’s dying, desperate screams, were all stunned.

“The top-grade Golden Spiritual Root is fake! I only have a high-grade one! I used certain means to disguise it so I could get more resources for cultivation!”

Liu Muyu was completely cooperative now, spilling everything without reservation.

“You really don’t know about the devils?”

Li Tianwei had no interest in sect struggles or spies.

In his eyes, the only true threat in this world now were the devils.

As for the Sacred Land of Baiyuan — Li Tianwei had long known it was no good.

Instead of cultivating for immortality, they wasted time in petty power struggles.

Especially now that such devils existed — Li Tianwei had already decided to remember Baiyuan Sacred Land for the reckoning to come.

When he saw that Li Tianwei had finally stopped attacking him, and that the feeling of death had receded, Liu Muyu couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yet before he could even calm down, Li Tianwei’s cold voice echoed beside him again.

“Trash. You don’t even know what a devil is.”

The next moment, a twisted shadow behind Li Tianwei spread forth, engulfing everything around.

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