Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#434 - Relics save lives

The Quiet Heart Monk, chanting "Amitabha," said, "Benefactor, you are truly despicable and shameless.

Even if you spent a year acting with us for this moment, don't you think it was a waste of time?

If you had used your divine powers to teleport us here directly, wouldn't that have been more straightforward and satisfying?"

Duan Ning echoed, "Exactly! I think you're utterly unreasonable.

You clearly possessed such strength, yet you constantly restrained yourself, deliberately toying with us.

What exactly was your intention?"

The Spirit Flame Fairy didn't take it to heart, answering with a smile, "Naturally, it was to lower your guard.

If we hadn't spent over a year together, cooperating, how could you have eliminated the barriers between you, lowered your defenses, and obediently followed my arrangements?

Furthermore, if we had all arrived here a year ago, how could this Insect Demon have successfully broken through to the Core Formation stage?

All I seek is an existence that breaks through realms.

Whichever of you reached the middle stage of Core Formation would have sufficed.

My choice of you wasn't arbitrary; it was the result of careful consideration.

Whichever of you wished to advance to a higher realm would have become a key element in my plan.

It's a pity you were all too incompetent.

Only this Insect Demon, not only is he powerful, but he was also willing to spend a year comprehending cultivation instead of rushing to break through.

His advancement this time will surely cause a sensation, making him the number one person in the early stage of Core Formation, unmatched by anyone.

However, what does it matter?

In the end, he will still be used by me."

"My strength increase all stems from the power of the altar.

Although he is the protagonist, every time someone tries to use the altar to break through, I will place him in a blood cocoon and suppress him with the altar, while I sit back and reap the benefits, absorbing the power."

Upon hearing this, the Fire Demon Han Shang coughed and lamented, "So that's how it is.

I never imagined that you humans are even more ruthless than us.

We demons are inherently bloodthirsty,

viewing you humans as mere weeds, but aren't you humans the same, slaughtering each other, treating your own kind as sacrifices?

So, let no one accuse anyone else; all crows under the sky are equally black."

The Spirit Flame Fairy said expressionlessly, "What you say makes sense.

Isn't the entire cultivation world like this?

Alright, no need to say more; I will help him along.

Only when he reaches the final critical juncture of advancing to the Core Formation stage can I use the altar to transfer all of his power to myself.

This altar is called the Great Realm Shift."

Having said that, she took out a token, cast a spell, and then said to Duan Ning, whose face was ashen, "Let's start with you."

Duan Ning's eyes widened with anger, and he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Spirit Flame Fairy, what a cruel heart you have!

What a venomous woman, using such despicable means,

I won't let you go even as a ghost!"

The Spirit Flame Fairy turned a deaf ear to his curses, simply waving her hand, and the entire prison immediately echoed with strange sounds.

Then, countless tiny tentacles extended from the top, wrapping around Duan Ning.

Duan Ning roared, and a jade ruler appeared out of thin air in his hand, emitting a shimmering light.

He injected mana into it, and with a wave, a buzzing sound rang out.

Wherever the jade light reached, those tentacles dissipated like snow meeting the morning sun.

However, the Spirit Flame Fairy smiled without saying a word, leisurely saying, "That jade ruler of yours is indeed a treasure; it will be mine later.

Even if you still have some strength at this moment, how long can you last?

You have already given me all your pills and spirit stones; you are now just a fish on the chopping block."

Upon hearing this, everyone was filled with extreme regret, wishing they could tear the Spirit Flame Fairy into pieces.

As expected, in less than half an hour, Duan Ning was unable to hold on.

The power of that jade ruler magic weapon was far beyond what his initial Core Formation stage strength could control.

The vast mana required to fully unleash the magic weapon was beyond his capacity.

After exhausting his mana, he was finally tightly entangled by the black tentacles, letting out a miserable scream.

These tentacles invaded him from his seven orifices and all over his body.

In an instant, he was transformed into rolling power, and even his golden core was merged into the blood cocoon, becoming nourishment for Li Chengfeng's advancement.

Then, the Spirit Flame Fairy turned her gaze to the Fire Demon, questioning, "Didn't you say that humans and demons are no different?

Today, I will let you see that even if we are the same, what can you do to me?"

Before she finished speaking, the Fire Demon Han Shang roared, and raging flames ignited around him, angrily rebuking, "You want to make me, the Fire Demon, your sacrifice and stepping stone?

Dream on!"

Having said that, the Fire Demon actually wanted to self-detonate his golden core, but suddenly a mysterious force descended, interrupting his action.

The Soul Restricting Old Ancestor appeared, and with a single blow, the Fire Demon froze on the spot, forgetting about self-detonation, and was immediately swallowed by the tentacles, similarly turning into power that flowed into the cocoon.

Following that, the Spirit Flame Fairy looked at the proud Horned Demon Clan's Horned Contender, and with a light smile, said, "It's your turn.

Go accompany your companions."

The Horned Demon Clan's Horned Contender laughed in response, but suddenly fell straight down, his soul shattered.

It turned out that he had used a secret technique to destroy his own soul, intending to avoid pain.

However, his soul was instantly captured by the restriction and reshaped into a small Horned Demon Clan form, and thrown into the blood cocoon.

The Soul Restricting Old Ancestor said indifferently, "Junior, your technique of shattering the soul is insignificant in front of me.

I won't let you shatter, so you can't shatter.

Go to me!"

The Quiet Heart Monk witnessed this scene and understood the general trend.

He knew that the Soul Restricting Old Ancestor was the master of this place, and could control the surrounding restrictions with a wave of his hand.

He put his hands together, chanting "Amitabha," and then turned to the Soul Restricting Old Ancestor, proposing, "Senior, we might as well make a deal.

If you can show mercy and let me leave, I will definitely help you complete the Insect Demon's advancement.

I have something in my hand, whose power is even greater than mine, it is the work left behind by the former abbot of the Earth Treasury Temple.

I obtained it after many twists and turns, and have never dared to use it lightly.

If Senior can spare my life, this relic will definitely help you to a higher level."

"A deal?

Hmph, that's interesting."

The Soul Restricting Old Ancestor sneered, "However, I must first verify the authenticity of this relic."

The Quiet Heart Monk dared not be negligent in the slightest, immediately took out the relic, and respectfully presented it, "Senior, please take a look."

The Soul Restricting Old Ancestor's eyes were like torches, scrutinizing it for a moment before laughing, "It is indeed a top-grade treasure, actually a relic of a late-stage Nascent Soul high monk.

Why did you hide it earlier?

If you had exchanged it with this thing earlier, they might not have lost their lives.

This relic is enough to replace the power of all of you."

The Quiet Heart Monk smiled slightly, explaining, "Those wastes are useless to keep.

Furthermore, I was also unsure whether the relic offering would be effective, so I regarded this relic as my last life-saving talisman.

I hope Senior will spare my life for the sake of the relic.

I swear that I will keep my mouth shut and never reveal what happened today.

If Senior doesn't believe me, I would rather detonate this thing and perish together with the restriction.

At that time, Senior's restriction will also be difficult to protect."

The Soul Restricting Old Ancestor's eyes flickered, praising, "Quiet Heart Monk, you are indeed quick-witted.

But if you want me to believe you, you need to make a Heavenly Dao oath, keeping this matter secret, and join my sect, betraying the Earth Treasury Temple, and serve me.

Only in this way can I feel at ease."

The Careful Heart Monk thought to himself, if it really exploded, he would also be hard to escape a death, it would be better to betray this place, and defect to Soul Restricting Old Ancestor.

The Soul Restricting Old Ancestor's method of doing things, will certainly not let himself publicize, but will order himself to return to Earth Treasury Temple to lurking.

Thinking of this, he resolutely made a Heavenly Dao oath.

The Soul Restricting Old Ancestor nodded and smiled, praising, "Not bad."

Then, with a wave of his hand, the cage opened in response.