The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Arc 24: Nine Void Battlefield | Chapter 450: Fusing Bitter Bamboo

For this mission, the cultivators had endured an incredibly arduous journey.

At first, they could handle the demons, but as time went on, the number of demons increased, making the fighting progressively more difficult.

Now, after this battle, even Wang Qingshan and Tao De, both late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, had sustained injuries. The other mid and early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were nearly broken down, their injuries so severe that if they faced another siege, they would likely perish on the spot.

Only the couple, Zeng Zhidao and Hong Ni, who had both attained the Divine Transformation realm and relied on their mutual understanding, managed to hold on. However, even so, they needed to conserve their strength to lead everyone back. Otherwise, once their energy was exhausted, they wouldn’t be able to escape either.

Therefore, Zeng Zhidao had no choice but to set aside the mission and report the recorded status of the demons, stating that they could no longer traverse the entire route. After all, life was the priority.

Hearing this, Yun Lie looked ahead and said, “You all go on; we shall part ways here.”

Zeng Zhidao was taken aback. Was this what Daoist Yun meant by going their separate ways?

Hong Ni, seeing her husband’s confusion, asked first, “Daoist Yun, do you still intend to proceed? If you go further, it might become even more challenging.”

Yun Lie replied, “It’s just a premonition I have.”

Upon hearing this, the two Divine Transformation cultivators understood.

Given their current cultivation, their paths were already resonating with the heavenly path. When it comes to matters of great significance related to themselves, the more perceptive cultivators tend to experience such premonitions.

And when a premonition arises, only the individual knows the cause and can make the decision.

Since Yun Lie had said this, there must be a reason behind it.

Naturally, the cultivators who followed the heavenly path of cultivation, despite their reluctance, could not obstruct him.

Zeng Zhidao felt a bit regretful but still smiled cheerfully, saying, “Since it’s like this, there’s no banquet that doesn’t end. We shall part ways here.” He then cupped his hands in respect, “These days, we are truly grateful for Daoist Yun’s assistance on the battlefield, which has been immensely helpful. Words cannot express our gratitude. I only hope that we will have the chance to see you again in the future!”

Hong Ni also smiled and said, “It’s a pity we didn’t get to meet Daoist Yun’s companion… Until we meet again!”

The others echoed the sentiment, “Daoist Yun, farewell!”

Soon, Zeng Zhidao and the other cultivators departed, leaving only Yun Lie alone in this place.

He indeed had some premonitions; it seemed that if he followed this path, he might see the person he wished to meet?

After all, they were already sworn dual cultivation partners, their paths aligned, and their fates intertwined.

Now, the distance between them was not that far, and when their hearts connected, there was a faint sense of spiritual resonance.

Yun Lie remained expressionless, leaping into the air like a wisp of white cloud, drifting forward.

In the heavens above, cracks opened every few hundred steps.

From those cracks, numerous demons continuously poured down, some low-level, some mid-level, all exuding formidable power and malevolence.

Yet, with just one person and one sword, Yun Lie advanced, wielding his exquisite swordsmanship and supreme sword soul to eliminate them one by one!

Wherever he passed, the ground was littered with corpses, and the seas of blood surged wildly.

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In midair, countless demon corpses were struck by arrows, turning to ashes that fluttered down. Soon, a cloud of dust rose as the wind blew, stirring up a flurry of black sand.

Xu Ziqing raised his eyes to observe the countless arrows streaking through the sky like meteors, a hint of amazement flashing in his gaze. However, suddenly, he felt a slight warmth in his chest, an inexplicable sensation washing over him that left him somewhat astonished.

Is this… shixiong?

The oath of their pact subtly resonated within the vast river of the heavenly path. He sensed that his shixiong was safe and felt a pang of longing for him…

Xu Ziqing’s expression relaxed, and a faint smile graced his lips. Although he did not know where his shixiong was, it felt as though they were about to reunite. He simply needed to wait patiently and not worry any longer. Yet, aside from this, there seemed to be a warning in his heart… this must surely be related to the unusual behavior of the demons.

With this thought in mind, Xu Ziqing hesitated no longer. He looked at Li Xiuzhu and said, “I need to refine a technique at this moment. I hope Brother Li will keep an eye out for me and not let anyone intrude into my barrier.”

Li Xiuzhu, who had been discussing matters with someone, nodded in response, “You can rest assured.”

Xu Ziqing smiled, snapping his fingers to create several points of green light around him, which quickly transformed into a layer of gentle wind, enveloping him closely. If anyone were to step inside, they would certainly be alerted; if someone had malicious intentions, the barrier would serve to obstruct them.

Once everything was set, he felt a bit more at ease, closed his eyes, and focused on circulating his true essence.

The “Ten Thousand Woods Great Heart Planting Technique” was a legendary skill. Cultivating it to this point, it had already merged with the small universe of the realm of ten thousand woods. It no longer required actual seeds; even remnants of the ten thousand woods could rely on the power of the Xi soil and the Sumeru mustard seed to foster growth.

Originally, this should only have been possible when Xu Ziqing reached the Spirit Severing realm, but due to numerous fortuitous encounters, he could barely manage it at this early stage of the Nascent Soul realm… This demonstrated how a person’s fortune could gather the essence of heaven and earth, facilitating a successful path to immortality.

Xu Ziqing slowly exhaled a breath of green air. Within his small universe, the Green Dragon of Wood rose and rolled within the interplay of yin and yang fish, exchanging and cycling the green energy with the ten thousand woods, creating a refreshing atmosphere.

This was truly a scene of vibrant life, balanced and serene.

In the next moment, the bamboo flute that Xu Ziqing had previously coiled into his hair soared forth, spiraling around him restlessly. His inky long hair fell down, not yet touching the ground, with the ends slightly lifted, floating around him as if an invisible force were supporting it.

At the same time, the bamboo flute shot up rapidly, darting into Xu Ziqing’s brow and instantly penetrating into his small universe!

The realm of ten thousand woods suddenly resonated, and the Green Dragon of Wood opened its dragon eyes to gaze in that direction.

Just then, the bamboo flute moved again.

It shot towards the Green Dragon like a bolt of lightning, suddenly diving down and actually drilling into its mouth. In the blink of an eye, it emerged from the dragon’s back!

The Green Dragon swished its tail and exhaled a dense green mist, which was entirely absorbed by the bamboo.

Immediately, the bamboo floated in midair, emitting a hazy green glow. Below, the realm of ten thousand woods was filled with endless wood energy, each unique yet all remarkably pure, all of which surged into the bamboo, seemingly erasing all the holes in the flute.

After a while, the bamboo flute had completely lost all its holes, leaving behind only a green, ethereal bamboo tube, appearing lustrous and translucent, radiating a peculiar sense of tranquility.

This was the true form of the activated innate spirit root, one of the ten great spirit roots, the legacy of the bitter bamboo.

Then, this bamboo shot downward, circling around the central bloodthirsty demon vine, swiftly reaching the nearest location.

In a flash, it plunged into the ground, taking root and continuously spreading. In an instant, it sprang up into a tall, elegant bamboo, and soon after, numerous slender shoots broke through the soil, transforming into a serene bamboo forest.

Before long, it had approached the demon vine, occupying a vast area.

It was almost like a sea of bamboo.

Xu Ziqing’s complexion turned pale, and a sudden sense of suffocation welled up in his chest.

The integration of the innate spirit root’s legacy was indeed not so easy… If he hadn’t directly taken it into the secondary wood category, this bamboo would have been even more closely connected to him, and it would have been even harder to achieve this form.

With more than half of his true essence expended, Xu Ziqing took a deep breath, hastily drawing in the spiritual energy from heaven and earth, circulating his true essence.

Yet, with the brightness of the future ahead, the divine power overflowing between heaven and earth pushed the spiritual energy outwards, preventing it from gathering into a torrent for his use.

Xu Ziqing remained calm; he reached into his sleeve and grasped something, producing a shimmering object.

That was a third-tier spirit vein, which he had kept in his storage ring, and now was the perfect moment to take it out.

He then activated this third-tier spirit vein, waving his sleeve to send it into the realm of ten thousand woods.

The entire spirit vein immediately settled onto a piece of land, coiling down.

But almost in the next moment, countless streams of spiritual energy were extracted from it, forming a spiritual energy storm, thick as liquid, which the Green Dragon of Wood gulped down, then spewed out boundless wood energy.

In that instant, all the woods were nourished, becoming increasingly vibrant with life.

More spiritual energy quickly descended, which Xu Ziqing rapidly absorbed into his dantian, crashing around wildly!

The true essence revolved endlessly, and the tender Nascent Soul tilted its head, opening its small mouth.

Immediately after, all the spiritual energy transformed into a slender dragon, which it swallowed entirely.

Meanwhile, the true essence rapidly gathered, becoming even more robust…

Everything revolved around that Nascent Soul, operating methodically.

While Xu Ziqing was in meditation, the outside world was not without changes.

Several members of Li Xiuzhu’s team, who had a good relationship with Xu Ziqing, took turns guarding him. If anyone needed to discuss matters, they always left someone behind to protect him. Thus, although some of the other cultivators were puzzled about why a mere cultivator like Xu Ziqing was present, none approached to provoke him. Instead, they briefly expressed their confusion before continuing to shoot arrows at the sky, continuously shattering and slaying countless demons.

During this time, several other paths leading to this weak point gradually revealed the approaching presence of shen cultivators. They seemed to be battling demons, and even though they were quite close, their appearances remained obscured.

Just like before, when aiding Li Xiuzhu’s team, many shen cultivators drew their bows and shot arrows, clearing the demons from those paths, and allowing the individuals within to carve out a way to this massive light of protection.

Those individuals were also generally pleased, skillfully engaging with the demons and quickly making their way inside!

It was perhaps a coincidence that three teams of shen cultivators arrived from different paths, but without a doubt, judging by the momentum of these teams, they were likely elite soldiers from large battalions.

Each one exuded an exceptionally powerful aura, and each was on par with the abilities of the shen cultivators in Li Xiuzhu’s team.

The leaders of those teams seemed to recognize Li Xiuzhu. After entering the barrier, they all nodded in greeting.

Li Xiuzhu returned the gesture, and soon everyone took their seats, not exchanging much conversation.

A moment later, another group of people arrived from another path, still bearing a similar aura and still being rescued.

Thus, when Xu Ziqing opened his eyes, what he saw was five teams that were not seated together but seemed to share a remarkably similar energy. He immediately surmised that the five major battalions had all gathered at this moment!

Translator: Lynn

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