Longevity through Upgrading Buildings

Chapter 1244 -426: The Higher the Dao, the Greater the Devil [Monthly Pass Request]

“Brother Wang, we agreed that once we enter Blood Sword Island, we would join forces… The benefits we gain will be split equally. Rest assured, with my Talisman and your Swordsmanship, once we leave Blood Sword Island, we are bound to succeed in Foundation Establishment!”

Inside the Tianjian Sect’s base, a long-faced man leaned towards another square-faced man and spoke in a low voice.

Both were dressed in the standard white robes of the Tianjian Sect, and amidst the many Qi Cultivation Stage disciples, they were not conspicuous.

One might even say they were quite ordinary.

However, it was this seemingly ordinary Qi Cultivation Stage disciple who caught Ji Yuan’s attention.

His eyes were fixed on the square-faced man who had remained silent.

Earlier, when Ji Yuan scanned his Divine Sense over the area, he sensed a familiar aura on this square-faced man. It wasn’t that Ji Yuan knew this person.

Rather, because he sensed the… Nascent Soul aura on him.

He instinctively thought this man was a Nascent Soul Cultivator, so he immediately became highly alert. If that were the case, he’d have to consider whether to flee.

But upon closer inspection, Ji Yuan discovered that the square-faced man from Tianjian Sect, who appeared to be at the Qi Cultivation Stage, was neither a Nascent Soul Stage nor Qi Cultivation Stage.

He was actually… a Core Formation Stage Cultivator!

Much like the Punishment Sword, he was a Late-stage Core Formation Cultivator, except a Nascent Soul Cultivator had used a Secret Technique on him to perfectly hide his cultivation.

Thus, he appeared no different from an average Qi Cultivation Stage disciple.

“But it’s a pity. The one who employed the Secret Technique on you is only an early-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, while my Divine Sense Cultivation has reached the mid-stage Nascent Soul.”

Ji Yuan contemplated.

…Could it be that Blood Sword Island harbors a secret?

Such that the Tianjian Sect wants to quietly send a Core Formation Stage Elder inside, with Nascent Soul Cultivators orchestrating the setup.

If a Core Formation Cultivator enters an island full of Qi Cultivation Stage disciples, even with only Foundation Establishment capabilities, wouldn’t it be a massacre?

Moreover, given the existing rivalry between Cloud Rain Sect and Tianjian Sect, if this matter isn’t resolved, the disciples of Cloud Rain Sect entering could potentially be utterly annihilated.

As an Elder of Cloud Rain Sect… not noticing would be unfortunate, but having discovered this, he absolutely couldn’t watch idly.

Thinking of this, Ji Yuan decided to take action.

With his current cultivation skills, dealing quietly with a Late-stage Core Formation Cultivator would be a simple task.

So initially seated on a wooden stump, he gently lifted his right hand. Instantly, a mysterious wave spread across half of the island.

And upon the index finger of Ji Yuan’s raised right hand appeared a palm-sized black-and-white butterfly.

Fantasy creature—Meng Die!

Back when Ji Yuan was still on Jiyuan Continent, this Meng Die had already reached mid-Tier Three cultivation. Over the past twenty years, Ji Yuan spared no resources cultivating it, finally advancing it to late-stage Tier Three.

Ranking thirty-sixth among mortal world’s fantasy creatures, Meng Die, at late-stage Tier Three, could easily control these three late-stage Core Formation Cultivators.

As for the remaining Qi Cultivation Stage disciples, to Meng Die, they barely counted as human.

Thus, the moment Meng Die appeared, everyone present was already trapped in an Illusion Realm.

Ji Yuan rose calmly, took a single step, and arrived before the suspect disciple of Tianjian Sect.

He couldn’t be bothered to waste words with him.

Meng Die remained to maintain the Illusion Realm while Ji Yuan reached out and grabbed the man’s neck, directly taking him off the island.

Moments later, after Ji Yuan brought him to another island, free from Meng Die’s influence, the man naturally broke free from the Illusion Realm.

And just as he broke free, he noticed five Flying Swords suspended around him, pointing at his limbs and forehead.

A slight movement would cause these Flying Swords to stab.

“Pre…seniors, what is your intention?”

The long-faced man looked at Ji Yuan standing before him, swallowed hard, and asked in a trembling voice.

“Since I managed to bring you here, there’s no need to hide any longer.”

Ji Yuan clasped both hands behind his back, squinting at him, “I will only ask the following question once. Whether you choose to answer is up to you.”

“Who are you, and what is your objective for going to Blood Sword Island?”

The long-faced man, previously terrified, upon hearing the question, suddenly calmed down. After a moment of silence, he said, “Junior is Wang Kang, a disciple of Tianjian Sect. This time entering Blood Sword Island is to seek the Illusion Spirit Grass to refine Foundation Establishment—”

Ji Yuan didn’t wait for him to finish before pinching his sword fingers, driving the five Flying Swords into his limbs and forehead.

“It seems you don’t take my words seriously!”

Ji Yuan’s cold voice echoed in the long-faced man’s ears.

Only at this moment did true terror appear in his eyes.

Never did he expect that this Core Formation Cultivator from Cloud Rain Sect would act without hesitation… Isn’t the usual process to intimidate a bit, pull some strings, and only resort to force when options run out?

Who takes action right from the start!

Just as he was about to speak again, Ji Yuan had already arrived before him.

Ji Yuan reached out his right hand, middle and index fingers together, enveloped in a gray light, pointing at the man’s forehead.

Soon, a matching gray light emitted from the man’s forehead, wisps of gray smoke emerging from the blood hole in his brow, then absorbed between Ji Yuan’s index and middle fingers, disappearing.