Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1505: Chapter 814: Beat the Young, Here Comes the Old

Zhao Sheng furrowed his brows and shouted coldly, "Noisy, slap him!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jincheng felt a burning pain on his cheek, and the crisp sound of slaps echoed in his ears.

The next second, his handsome face visibly swelled and turned red, eventually puffing up into a pig’s head.

"How dare you!" The black-robed elder was furious upon seeing this, and without thinking, he activated his Mysterious Skill. His hands enlarged and turned black, like a pair of fans, emitting a foul stench, and pounced fiercely onto Zhao Sheng’s head.

Before the deadly hands even landed, a large amount of foul poisonous smoke had already spread. A regular Qi Refining cultivator who got a touch of the smoke would instantly turn into a puddle of black water.

Zhao Sheng didn’t raise his head, seemingly unaware of this person’s sneak attack.

The black-robed elder was overjoyed, immediately channeling a large amount of Spiritual Power into his hands, which doubled in size, as large as millstones.

Boom!

At the critical moment, a massive hand of five colors appeared out of thin air, its fingers closed, capturing the black-robed elder in its grasp.

With a squeeze, the expression of the black-robed elder changed dramatically. He didn’t even have time to scream before his entire body turned into a pile of rotten flesh.

Five-colored flames ignited out of nowhere, instantly reducing the rotten flesh to ashes.

Zhao Jincheng’s spirit was in turmoil, he couldn’t help but stagger backward several steps, waving his hands swiftly. Strands of Sword Light shot out from his sleeves, quickly swirling around him, forming a dense sword web that protected his whole body.

At the same time, a dark giant centipede over thirty feet long burst out of the lake surface, flapped its wings, and flew ferociously towards Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng nodded slightly, suddenly flicking his fingers towards it.

With a bang, the two-winged centipede was struck by giant stones, its body fell straight into the lake surface, causing a splash of water.

The lake water churned, countless transparent water chains extended out, quickly crawling over the centipede’s body, then dragged the creature to the bottom of the lake.

Zhao Sheng turned around to look at Zhao Jincheng, and said lightly, "As you bear the Zhao surname too, I won’t kill you. Scram!"

Zhao Jincheng’s chest rose and fell sharply, his gaze flickered with uncertainty, a vicious look flashed in his eyes, but he was still self-aware.

Knowing full well that the opponent could kill Elder Yang with one move, he could easily kill him too.

Therefore, he didn’t dare utter harsh words, silently riding his flying sword, suddenly turning into a sword rainbow, speeding away from the island.

Zhao Sheng watched the departing sword rainbow, suddenly shook his head, then flicked his sleeves and walked into the Waterside Pavilion.

Until he disappeared, the old Fisherman and the middle-aged Spirit Plant Cultivator cautiously emerged.

The two were filled with fear, remaining speechless for a moment.

The old Fisherman pulled his companion away, until they reached the dock, he lowered his voice and said in a panic, "Trouble has come! If something goes wrong, we might get implicated."

The Spirit Plant Cultivator was equally terrified, and couldn’t help but say, "What should we do? Shouldn’t we escape while we can?"

"Are you out of your mind? Our ’lifebound soul lamps’ are still in the hands of the Main Family, even if you escape, where can you go?" the old Fisherman reprimanded in a low voice.

Any cultivator belonging to the Three Extremes Zhao Family would leave a lifebound soul lamp in the Soul Hall. The first reason was to detect the lamp master’s life or death at any time, and the second was as a means of constraint.

With the lifebound soul lamp in hand, the Main Family had many ways to punish the lamp master. Whether tracking or cursing from afar, as long as the sufficient price was paid, it could be easily done.

In fact, this practice of "lighting the lifebound soul lamp" was too common in the Taiyi Spirit Realm. Any cultivation force with some skill would choose this cheap and practical Magic Skill.

Zhao Sheng naturally knew this, but he didn’t care one bit.

Such a lifebound soul lamp could not threaten an old monster reborn nine times.

...

Traversing into mystery, the darkness surged like a tide, one by one stars gradually appeared, numbering over a hundred.

However, Zhao Sheng exhausted his thoughts, his Divine Soul rose infinitely, reaching his limit, yet he could no longer find that magical and brilliant star.

It seemed like it had never existed, or maybe it was deliberately avoiding his search.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Sheng’s Soul Power was almost depleted, his Divine Soul had to fall from unlimited heights, back to his Purple Mansion Soul Sea.

This opportunity was wasted in vain, and the next would be three months later.

Xiang’er Cliff!

After pondering for a long time, Zhao Sheng finally decided to name the Singularity in the Burial Immortal Ruins "Xiang’er Cliff."

...

Since the main family duo had perished or fled, the atmosphere on Seven Stars Island grew more oppressive with each passing day.

The old Fisherman and the middle-aged Spirit Plant Cultivator were fearful day and night, wanting to escape but too afraid, ultimately leaving it up to fate, hoping not to be implicated by the incident.

The days passed, what was meant to come still arrived.

As the sun set in the west, the dim sunlight fell onto the lake, reflecting thousands of golden waves.

From time to time, fat spiritual carp leaped out of the water, striving to consume the traces of Great Sun Essence left after the sunlight burned away.

A moment later, the lake surface inexplicably darkened, and shadows emerged massively.

The spiritual carp seemed frightened, quickly jumping back into the water and vanished in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the shadow on the lake expanded, and a mountain-sized silver giant ship slowly descended from the sky.

The shadow cast by the giant ship soon extended from the lake surface to the island.

The servants on Seven Stars Island quickly noticed the silver giant ship descending from the sky, all showing fearful expressions, kneeling and kowtowing, not daring to look up.

The Spirit Plant Cultivator, who was performing the Cloud Rain Technique in the Medicine Field, and the old Fisherman crafting fish feed, both changed their expressions drastically, immediately dropping their work and rushing towards the giant ship at the fastest speed.

By the Lakeside Pavilion, a window facing the lake was suddenly opened, a slender figure appeared at the windowsill.

Zhao Sheng looked indifferently at the dozen figures floating down from the silver giant ship, his gaze finally landing on the person at the front.

This man appeared to be in his sixties, his long beard resembling a blue waterfall, spreading across his chest, with a square face and large ears, looking very prosperous.

Most importantly, behind him floated a massive phantom of a human body with a dragon head, covered in red scales—a kind of Golden Core Phenomenon.

Zhao Sheng thought for a moment, quickly recalling the identity of the newcomer.

Within the Three Extremes Zhao Family, there were three Golden Core Masters, and only one with a Golden Core Phenomenon of a dragon-headed human body, known as "True Dragon’s Reincarnation" Zhao Yongxian.

"True Dragon’s Reincarnation? Hmph, aren’t you afraid your tongue will get twisted from bragging! These juniors have little strength but speak big words," Zhao Sheng muttered to himself, his figure flickered and he instantly appeared in the Upper Sky above the Waterside Pavilion.

Zhao Yongxian’s eyes were like electricity, directly facing him, suddenly speaking aloud, "Three Extremes Zhao Family’s Golden Core True Cultivator Zhao Yongxian greets this Taoist. Dare I ask your honorable name?"

"Zhao Sheng, merely a Nameless one!" Zhao Sheng glanced behind the group and saw Chen Polu looking at him in shock.

Zhao Sheng sighed inwardly and continued, "Why don’t you leave these juniors outside, and you and I go inside for a talk?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the Lakeside Pavilion below.

"Well..." Zhao Yongxian hesitated for a moment, after sizing Zhao Sheng up, for some reason he relaxed his demeanor and nodded in agreement.

As the two floated into the Waterside Pavilion, a Foundation Establishment from the Zhao Family immediately approached Chen Polu and sternly asked, "How about it? Is it that person?"

Chen Polu hesitated repeatedly, cautiously whispered, "From the looks of it, it should be, but whether it is or not, I really can’t be sure."

His words were vague, but those listening knew well.

On the surface, the person just now was indeed the "Zhao Sheng" recorded in the Life Book.

However... according to the Life Book, that "Zhao Sheng" was merely of Five Spirits Roots, not only under thirty years old but hadn’t even broken through Foundation Establishment.

Yet upon meeting him today, how could they possibly believe the record in the Life Book?

This person stood on par with a Golden Core Ancestor, clearly not losing ground in terms of aura.

Moreover, from the Ancestor’s various behaviors, it had indirectly confirmed the identity of the opponent; he was undoubtedly an unknown Golden Core Master.

The Zhao Family members would never believe that someone of the lowest Mixed Spirit Root could break through the Golden Core Realm at under thirty years of age.

Rather than believing in such an absurd "myth," it was better to think that "Zhao Sheng" had actually died long ago, replaced by a mysterious Golden Core Master.

In a sense, their guess was correct, only the truth was infinitely more mysterious than imagined.