Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 3474: The Complete Water Core!

Formation nodes burst like glass marbles, lines of light snapping apart as the energy wave tore through them with overwhelming force. The sound was not explosive, but deep and resounding, like the ocean crashing against a cliff.

That was only the first wave.

GUSH~

The second tsunami followed immediately, even denser than the first. It devoured the remnants of Lin Mu’s formations, pulverizing what little resistance remained before slamming directly into the White Bubble Inn’s own defensive arrays.

BOOOM

Several of those arrays flared brightly in response, their runes glowing as they tried desperately to compensate.

CRACK.

CRACK CRACK.

Multiple layers fractured at once.

Outside, alarms rang throughout the inn.

Staff members who had been calmly going about their duties froze mid step as they felt the pressure descend upon the islands. The air itself seemed to thicken, heavy with Water Dao intent.

”What in the heavens is that?” one attendant shouted as he nearly stumbled.

”Did someone trigger a tribulation?” another cried out.

Within seconds, a group of formation masters and supervisors rushed toward Lin Mu’s courtyard. From a distance, they could already see it.

Massive translucent waves of blue energy were rolling outward from the courtyard like ocean swells, rising and crashing in slow motion. Each wave distorted the air, carrying with it a crushing pressure that made even seasoned cultivators feel their breathing grow labored.

”This is insane!” one of the supervisors cursed. ”That cultivator said it was not an Immortal Tribulation!”

”This looks worse than one!” another yelled. ”Is he undergoing a Water Immortal Tribulation?”

The inn staff’s faces turned pale as they watched yet another wave surge outward, smashing into the inn’s remaining formations.

Meanwhile, Lin Mu’s companions arrived.

Cattaleya landed first, boots sinking slightly into the trembling ground. Her eyes lit up with excitement the moment she saw the waves.

”Oh wow,” she said with genuine admiration. ”That’s a good one.”

Meng Bai followed, his face pale with concern. ”Senior... is this safe?”

Daoist Chu closed his eyes and extended his immortal sense, probing carefully through the chaos. After a few seconds, he opened them again, relief mixed with disbelief on his face.

”It is not a tribulation,” he said firmly. ”There is no Tribulation energy. This is... internal.”

The inn staff heard this and collectively let out a shaky breath, though their expressions did not relax much.

”Internal?” one of them repeated weakly. ”How can something internal do this?”

Before Daoist Chu could answer, it happened.

BOOM!!!!

The third tsunami erupted.

This one was larger than the previous two combined.

SHATTER

The remaining formation arrays did not even have time to react. They disintegrated instantly, runes collapsing into motes of light that scattered like dust in the wind.

The entire courtyard was obliterated.

Pavilions shattered, stone pathways cracked apart, and decorative ponds were washed away in a single overwhelming sweep of Water Dao energy. What had once been a pristine, tranquil cultivation courtyard was now nothing more than a ruined basin carved into the island.

The inn staff stared in horror.

One junior attendant fell to his knees.

”Our courtyard...” he whispered. ”The owner is going to kill us.”

Another clutched his head. ”We are finished. Completely finished.”

The head supervisor swallowed hard, already envisioning years of debt and punishment.

Then a hand landed on his back.

He flinched, turning slowly, only to see Cattaleya grinning at him.

”Relax,” she said cheerfully. ”His pockets are deep.”

The supervisor blinked. ”His... what?”

Daoist Chu stepped forward calmly and produced a storage pouch. He loosened it slightly, allowing the aura within to spill out.

High Grade Immortal Stones poured into his palm.

Not one.

Not ten.

But tens of thousands.

The supervisor’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

”This is advance payment,” Daoist Chu said mildly. ”For repairs. And any inconvenience.”

The supervisor took the pouch with trembling hands, scanned its contents with his sense, and froze.

Then he laughed.

Loudly.

”Hah! Hahahaha!” His laughter echoed across the ruined courtyard. ”Repairs? This is more than enough to rebuild the entire inn twice over!”

Another supervisor leaned over, checked the stones, and burst out laughing as well. ”Forget repairs! We can expand! Triple the size! Maybe even add a floating wing!”

A junior clerk stared at the amount, eyes glazed. ”Senior... we could buy another island.”

The head supervisor wiped tears of joy from his eyes. ”If they want to destroy the other two courtyards as well, they are welcome to!”

”Yes!” another chimed in enthusiastically. ”We were due for renovations anyway. This just saves us demolition costs!”

While the staff celebrated what was quickly turning into the most profitable disaster in the inn’s history, Lin Mu was experiencing something far less pleasant.

Inside the ruined courtyard, at the epicenter of the destruction, Lin Mu remained seated.

Or rather, he remained barely seated.

Pain unlike anything he had felt before tore through his body.

GONG GONG GONG

Each pulse of the Water Core was like a hammer striking from within.

Waves of energy slammed into his meridians, his organs, his bones, his very flesh. His Burdenless Dominator Physique flared repeatedly, trying to distribute and absorb the pressure, but even it was pushed to its limits.

Blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.

His muscles trembled uncontrollably.

The tsunamis seen outside were merely the excess.

The overflow.

In truth, Lin Mu had already endured dozens of internal waves. The vast majority had never escaped his body at all, crashing again and again against his internal defenses, testing every refinement he had achieved so far.

His vision blurred.

His consciousness wavered.

But Lin Mu did not scream.

He gritted his teeth and endured.

Because he understood.

This was not a setback.

This was refinement.

The Water Core was not simply completing itself. It was asserting its presence among the other cores, reshaping the balance of his Omnicore Ascendancy. It was rewriting how Water Dao flowed through him, not as a supplemental element, but as a perfected pillar of his foundation.

Each wave hurt.

But each wave also strengthened him.