Chapter 55: You Definitely Cultivate the Ruthless Path!
It probably wasn’t a Sky Demon. A Sky Demon wouldn’t need to hide like this.
Yun Wuxiang judged others by himself. If he had the strength of a Sky Demon, he would simply clear the fieldâkill anyone who came. Why bother with a Concealment Array and waste energy?
As for other demons discovering the array eye and refining it first, Yun Wuxiang wasn’t worried at all. A bunch of formation idiots who couldn’t even spot a Concealment Arrayâeven if he threw the array eye in front of them, they wouldn’t know what it was for.
With this standard of formations, no wonder the Burning Sea Secret Realm had opened twice and not a single core had been discovered.
Was there not a single decent Array Master in the massive Demon Realm?
The seemingly long corridor was quickly traversed to the end. Yun Wuxiang undid the Concealment Array on the final door, pushed it open, and entered the next level.
Before his eyes was blank white mist. After a brief moment of emptiness, decadent sounds reached his earsâlaughter, joy, wine pools, and meat forests came into view.
Yun Wuxiangâs pupils dilated, as if seeing something with incredibly strong impact.
ăWealth, lust, and gourmet food. Illusions in cultivation secret realms never lack these things.ă 3339 complained.
[What do you see?]
Yun Wuxiangâs tone was a bit off. 3339 didn’t catch it: ăA group of beauties carrying various delicacies circling around the host.ă
ăIs that not what the host sees?ă
[…No.] Yun Wuxiangâs tone was slightly strained.
In front of him were…
“Temple Master, come here~”
“Temple Master, Temple Master, come eat a bite~”
A crowd of Song Yilous wearing revealing female clothing held plates filled with poisonous scorpions, spiders, snakes, and other venomous insects, as well as still-beating internal organs, bloody eyeballs, and fingers.
Which unlucky Song Yilou fragment had dissected himself?
No, why was he thinking about this now? An eyeball was about to touch his mouth!
Malevolent aura flashed like a stream of red light across the neck of every Song Yilou, striking the nodes of the formation. The scene before him faded like a mirage.
Yun Wuxiang reached a hand into his sleeve and touched the bronze mirror, only to feel a layer of goosebumps on his own arm.
What was this illusion used for? Creating such disgusting things.
The bronze mirror hadn’t worked either.
A bronze mirror refined from the horn of a Heaven-rank Illusion Demon could break any illusion at Heaven-rank or below. With so many formations in this Secret Realm, Yun Wuxiang had long anticipated the appearance of illusion arrays, he just didn’t know the level.
Now he was certain: this illusion array was above Heaven-rank. Even if a Sky Demon came, they would have to break through according to the rules.
After the formation node was struck, Huan He, whose expression had been arrogant with a hint of a blush, blinked as he looked at the white mist before him. His blurry eyes suddenly cleared, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head. His limbs went cold.
“I actually fell for an illusion?” Cold sweat instantly broke out on Huan He.
He was an Illusion Demon; illusions were their specialty. They were as free and unfettered in illusions as fish in water. Huan He had always believed that, aside from the Soul Desire Maze of the Incubus Clan which directly drew out the desires of the heart, no illusion could trap him.
Even the illusions constructed by the Demon Lord of his clan, he could detect a faint trace of anomaly in. But everything he saw just now…
A flash of humiliation darted across the bottom of Huan He’s eyes, suppressed deep in his heart along with his clenched jaw and fists.
“Young Master, do we continue following?” a demon beside Huan He asked.
Huan He looked ahead. Within the vast white mist, the black-robed, white-haired figure strolled forward leisurely, as casual as walking on a path at home. His figure had already become somewhat blurred under the shroud of the white mist.
Follow?
Such high-level illusion arts had no effect on him. If it were his own illusion arts, they would likely be even more useless. He had no power to protect himself in front of that stranger demon who suddenly appeared.
“Follow!” Huan He made the decision and stepped forward.
The other party paid no heed to their thoughts. Following him, as long as they didn’t actively provoke him, should be safe for a short time.
If they didn’t follow and stayed here, what if that kind of illusion returned after the Great White-Haired Demon left? How long would they be stuck inside?
Moreover, Man She and the other demons were behind them.
Walking in the clouds and mist for an unknown amount of time, a wooden bridge appeared in sight. Yun Wuxiang saw a third door in the center of the wooden bridge. There was no trace of a Concealment Array on this door. Without even needing activation, the moment Yun Wuxiang stood on it, the surrounding environment changed completely.
Before his eyes was an Immortal Palace Hall. Outside the hall were jade towers and pavilions, shrouded in clouds, majestic and magnificent. Inside the hall, Yun Wuxiang sat high in the main seat.
Looking down, dense crowds of figures bowed to him: “Greetings, Sect Master!”
The momentum was like a rainbow, the echoes lingering. All living things bowed their heads; everything was beneath his feet.
Yun Wuxiang looked at these people, and the first thought in his mind was that they were addressing him incorrectly.
Shouldn’t it be ‘Temple Master’? Why ‘Sect Master’?
“Master, our sect has now become the number one sect in the world. The Demon, Devil, and Ghost realms have also bowed their heads in submission to our sect…”
Yun Wuxiang looked at the speaker. That was his eldest disciple Shen Lanqing, who was now in the Immortal Monarch realm.
Shen Lanqing is already an Immortal Monarch, so why am I still in the Immortal Realm?
Shouldn’t he go back… back where?
Shen Lanqing was still talking about some sect affairs, asking Yun Wuxiang how to handle them. Yun Wuxiang thought about it, responded with a few sentences, and then felt a deep sense of annoyance.
He hated these troublesome matters. Just give the position of Sect Master to the eldest disciple; he managed it well these years anyway.
“Madame Sect Master, you have come.”
Madame? When did I have a Madame? Song Yilou would let me have a Madame?
As soon as the doubt arose, various memories regarding this Madame surfaced.
After he killed Song Yilou countless times, this guy could always pop out again from some nook or cranny. Later, he also got tired of killing him. After tens of thousands of years of entanglement, he gradually got used to having such a variable by his side.
Finally, one time, Song Yilou set a trap and poisoned ninety percent of the sect disciples, using them as leverage to propose marriage again. Yun Wuxiang agreed.
Perhaps, after getting married, this guy would settle down a bit.
Things went as he wished. After the Daoist Companion Ceremony, Song Yilou behaved much better.
Yun Wuxiang, having received the memories, was convinced. Everything was so reasonable.
The ‘Madame Sect Master’ had already arrived in front of him. Like a cat that still retained its wild nature but had been successfully tamed, he leaned close to his ear and said in a gentle, flirtatious tone: “Husband, I’m here.”
In an instant, an unparalleled sense of dissonance rushed straight to his brain.
Reasonable my ass!
Yun Wuxiangâs illusion collapsed instantly, not even dregs remaining.
ăWhat is unreasonable about it?!ă This suddenly appearing voice was incredibly angry.
ăThis is the future your subconscious anticipates the most! To make it reasonable for that neurotic to become your Daoist Companion, Yu rehearsed the intermediate process a thousand times! You clearly accepted it just now, how can you turn hostile the moment you meet!ă
The accusation, mixed with grief and indignation, even carried a trace of a crying tone.
[Who are you? The Array Spirit of the illusion array?] Yun Wuxiang, startled awake by Song Yilou calling him ‘Husband’, listened to the other’s frantic questioning and guessed the identity.
ăYu is not the Array Spirit, Yu is the Tower Spirit. The formations here are all under Yu’s control. Yu has answered your question, now it’s your turn.ă
Is this an exchange of questions?
Yun Wuxiang: [Reasonable, but… why would Song Yilou become my Daoist Companion in the illusion?]
ăYu said, this is the future your subconscious anticipates the most. Speaking of which, it’s strange. You don’t have much attachment to this future either. Coming in and questioning this and that immediately… your desires are so low they don’t seem like a demon’s. Could it be you cultivate the Ruthless Path?ă
[No.] This is the future I anticipate most? Yun Wuxiang felt this Tower Spirit must be mistaken. He didn’t look forward to this future at all.
Whether managing a large sect or marrying Song Yilou as the Sect Master’s wife… how could he anticipate these things?
ăActually not the Ruthless Path. Makes sense, how could someone on the Ruthless Path think of finding a Daoist Companion.ă The Tower Spirit muttered softly.
Yun Wuxiang: No, I never thought about finding a Daoist Companion.
ăCough, Yu is leaving. You continue climbing the tower. We will meet again.ă
Yun Wuxiang: [Wait, one question for one answer. I answered one of your questions just now, but I haven’t asked you yet.]
He said this just to try; who knew if this Tower Spirit actually had a rule about exchanging questions.
ăAsk then.ă
It really did.
Ask for the location of the array eye, or ask how to subdue the Tower Spirit?
The two questions wavered in Yun Wuxiangâs mind. He asked: [Is there something wrong with this illusion array?]
In the future he anticipated, how could Song Yilou be his Daoist Companion? Shouldn’t he be a dead, immobile tombstone?
ăNo! Yu’s master is a Daoist Venerable; the formations he set up cannot be wrong! It is you who has the problem!ă The Tower Spirit shouted decisively, its voice much sharper than before.
Yun Wuxiang wanted to say something more to prove that this illusion really had many loopholes, but the scene in front of him shifted directly.
A bed that looked comfortable at first glance appeared before him.
Sleepiness and fatigue suddenly rose, pulling his eyelids down incessantly.
ăYou’ve worked hard for so long, aren’t you tired? Rest for a bit. Just a little while, it won’t delay anything.ă
ăLook behind you, the others are still trapped in the illusion array. They don’t have your… bizarre love life. They will be immersed in the illusion for a long time. They will never catch up to you. You can lie down for a while.ă
Yun Wuxiang half-lowered his eyes, struggling through the drowsiness to find the formation node on the headboard. After piercing it with one sword strike, his brain woke up from the wrapper of sleepiness.
He raised his hand to rub the center of his brow and spat out two words: “Tower Spirit?”
ă…ă
ăYou definitely cultivate the Ruthless Path!ă
Yun Wuxiang: “I do not.”
The Tower Spirit refused to accept his rebuttal: ăHow can a demon have no desires at all? You don’t have other cheating methods on you; it must be a problem with your cultivation method. Only that could escape Yu’s Dharma Eye!ă
Somewhere else, a yellow-haired demon with deer antlers and three long hairpins stuck in her head voiced a doubt identical to the Tower Spirit’s: “How can he be so fast? Wealth, lust, fame, food, sleepâis there not a single thing he cares about?”
“Could it be I encountered a fellow Daoist?” The demon touched her head. Those three hairpins weren’t stuck in her hair; they were pierced directly into her skull.
This was her method of forcibly sealing her own seven emotions and six desires. A demon without desiresâonly thus could she move freely in this tower.
The demon, with only reason remaining after sealing her desires, pondered. What is the opponent’s goal? To be able to undo my Concealment Array, he must also be knowledgeable in formations. Strength unknown, but he wasn’t stopped even by my accomplice Man She. Strength won’t be lower than Earth-rank. So, a Sky Demon?
How did I not know there was another Sky Demon besides myself who is skilled in formations?
It must be that Man She’s intelligence is incomplete. After all, he is just an Earth-rank Incubus. Even if he has a Sky Demon grandmother, he can’t find out too much news about Sky Demons. Sky Demons are always guarding against each other.
The Deer Demon looked down at the exquisite small tower in her palm. If this tower were enlarged dozens of times, it would be the exact appearance of the high tower they were in.
She had a premonition that as long as she could refine this small tower, the entire high tower would be under her control.
The core of the tower was in her hands. Even if the opponent was also a Sky Demon, don’t even think about finding her. Once she finished refining it, even if the opponent was a combat-type Sky Demon, inside this tower she could still… Eh? My tower!
The exquisite small tower suddenly flew up on its own, spinning as it flew into the distance.
The Deer Demon reached out and grabbed at empty air twice just as the small tower flew away. She sped up and began to chase the tower.
She ran, the tower flew. The tower flew even faster.
One tower and one demon chased each other, creating two blurring afterimages.
After another turn, the small tower stopped flying. It had reached its destination.
The exquisite small tower landed leisurely in a male’s palm.
The Deer Demon braked urgently, looking past the small tower to the demon holding it.
White hair with black tips, deep and pure red pupils, no horns on his headârace unidentifiable. Aura… what rank of aura is this terrifying?
Reason told the Deer Demon she was no match. She turned around and ran immediately, not even entertaining the thought of fighting for it.
ăStrange. You are a True Demon, she is a Sky Demon. Why did she run?ă The Tower Spirit wondered.
“Didn’t want to acknowledge me as master, so you lured a Sky Demon to be my enemy?” Yun Wuxiang looked at the tower in his hand. The array eye had delivered itself to his door.
ăDo not speak nonsense. Holding Yu’s main body, you are the Tower’s Master. Inside the tower, no one can hurt you.ă
ăThe first person to pass through all formations will be the successor recognized by the Master. Although Yu does indeed question your cultivation method, it is still better than letting that cheating Deer Horn Demon become the new master. She is unworthy!ă The Tower Spirit hated cheating the most.
Then it remembered the initial question hadn’t been answered: ăYou still haven’t answered Yu’s question.ă
Yun Wuxiang: “She might be relatively sensitive to aura.”
His meridians still contained the demonic energy from the Demon Phoenix under Cangfeng Island that gave him indigestion. It was more effective than any natural treasure in the Demon Realm, but it was too pure and difficult to digest.
When he truly refined this demonic energy, he wouldn’t be far from becoming a Sky Demon.
While out and about, Yun Wuxiang released a little demonic energy as camouflage. Otherwise, why would those demons dare not approach him, not even offering a single sentence of probing?
Demons respected strength. In the Demon Realm, no demon would actively provoke a demon they perceived as much stronger than themselves. Even the Battle Demon Clan, who were combat maniacs, wouldn’t do such a stupid thing because it would truly cost them their lives.
The Demon Phoenix’s aura possessed even more deterrence than Yun Wuxiang had imagined.
The Sky Demon ran after a single encounter. He had originally thought there would be some probing.
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