Chapter 1098: Differences in Aptitude

He was well-equipped with elixirs, talismans, artifacts, and formations, even possessing several third-tier talismans. He didn't expect to defeat a third-tier demonic beast; holding it off for a while would be sufficient.

"Since you want to give it a try, then go ahead!" Wang Mengbin's voice suddenly rang out.

Wang Huaxing felt his vision blur and suddenly found himself in an equally spacious hall. A red light suddenly illuminated the stone wall, and a gigantic red tiger emerged from it. The red tiger had four wings on its back, golden eyes, and hot air spewed from its nostrils.

The red tiger let out an angry roar, spread its wings, and a large volley of fist-sized crimson fireballs shot out like a meteor shower, hurtling towards Wang Huaxing. Wang Huaxing gently waved the cyan banner in his hand, and a streak of cyan light flew out, transforming into a cyan wind wall over ten zhang tall, blocking in front of him.

Boom!

The cyan wind wall was shattered by the dense crimson fireballs, and the red tiger lunged at Wang Huaxing. Wang Huaxing quickly formed a hand seal with both hands, gently pointed at the red tiger, and softly commanded, "Wind Binding Art, rise."

The red tiger felt its body tighten, as if an invisible giant hand had seized it, rendering it immobile. It let out an angry roar, and a large expanse of crimson flames erupted from its body, regaining its freedom. Strong winds arose from all directions, and dozens of cyan lights shot forth, sinking into the ground near the red tiger.

The red tiger felt its vision blur and suddenly appeared in a gray, misty space where strong winds howled past. This was a simplified version of the third-tier "Windstorm Demonic Extermination Array," a formation Ye Haitang had given to Wang Huaxing. Besides this array, there were also several other arrays with different attributes, but their power was inferior.

Boom!

The red tiger furiously attacked the formation, causing a series of tremendous roars. Wang Huaxing's spiritual power rapidly drained from his body. Not long after, his face turned pale. He quickly consumed a blood-colored pill, and his complexion instantly regained its color. His aura surged dramatically, quickly elevating him to the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. The Blood-Burning Pill could activate one's potential for a short time, boosting several minor cultivation realms, but it was followed by a period of weakness. Wang Qingqi had given Wang Huaxing a bottle of these pills, and their quality was much better than those refined by other alchemists.

On the third floor of the Illusionary Demonic Tower, Wang Yingjie stood in a spacious hall, being fiercely attacked by five first-tier high-grade demonic beasts. Wang Yingjie, only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, struggled a bit against the attacks of five first-tier high-grade demonic beasts.

"One should act within their capabilities. With your current cultivation, forcing your way through this trial is seeking death."

Wang Mengbin's voice suddenly rang out. He controlled the Illusionary Demonic Tower and could clearly see the situation of every challenger. Wang Yingjie gritted his teeth and said, "My parents named me Wang Yingjie, hoping I would amount to something in the future and become an outstanding talent in the family. My parents are watching me from above! I can definitely do this."

He flipped his hand and took out a foot-long red beast skin with a red octopus pattern on it. This was a second-tier high-grade Beast Spirit Talisman, capable of manifesting a second-tier high-grade Blazing Fire Octopus to fight enemies, and could be used repeatedly. It was originally bestowed by Wang Qingling to Wang Yingying to congratulate her on reaching Foundation Establishment with her four-spirit root aptitude. Wang Yingying then gave it to her grandfather, Wang Rongli, who in turn passed it on to Wang Yingjie. To squeeze into the top thirty in the family competition, Wang Yingjie was risking it all; this was his greatest trump card.

He threw out the Beast Spirit Talisman. A red light flashed, and the talisman transformed into a mountain-sized red octopus. The octopus's tentacles danced wildly, accurately striking the five demonic beasts and effortlessly smashing their heads. Wang Yingjie's face showed delight. He felt his vision blur and suddenly appeared in an identical hall, where a red giant eagle, a cyan giant crab, and a golden giant python successively emerged from the walls. Three second-tier low-grade demonic beasts charged forward, and Wang Yingjie quickly controlled the red octopus to meet them.

Boom!

A series of roars sounded as the red octopus battled the three second-tier low-grade demonic beasts, locked in a fierce struggle.

On the eighth floor, Wang Jiyun wielded nine blue flying swords, completely surrounding five second-tier high-grade demonic beasts. "Sword Array, rise," accompanied Wang Jiyun's soft command, a light rain suddenly fell from high above. The raindrops transformed into streaks of blue sword energy midway, striking the five demonic beasts. She cultivated the Deriving Water Sword Scripture, and Wang Qingshan had guided her multiple times. She was hailed by other clan members as the second Wang Qingshan.

Facing the dense blue sword energy, the five second-tier high-grade demonic beasts simply couldn't withstand it. They successively fell in pools of blood, their bodies turning into specks of spiritual light and vanishing.

"Your nephew wishes to challenge the ninth floor. Please, Uncle Mengbin, grant my wish."

Wang Jiyun felt her vision blur and appeared in an identical hall. This time, her opponent was a mountain-sized cyan giant shrimp. Wang Jiyun dared not be careless and quickly wielded her nine blue flying swords, sending them forth to meet the opponent.

No sooner had she left than Wang Youwei appeared on the eighth floor. Wang Youwei held a folding fan with fluctuating spiritual light in his hand, his gaze resolute. He knew he had to perform well. With two Nascent Soul cultivators observing the ceremony, as a descendant of Wang Changsheng, he naturally had to distinguish himself. Five second-tier high-grade demonic beasts charged forward, sealing off Wang Youwei's retreat route. Wang Youwei remained unhurried. He summoned a spirit-infused blue gourd and cast a magic art into it. A vast expanse of white cold air surged out, causing a cyan crab that touched it to visibly freeze. The Ice Moon Gourd, a Proto-Magic Treasure, was something Wang Qiuhong had exchanged using her own contribution points and given to Wang Youwei. With a Proto-Magic Treasure in hand, he would have no problem reaching the ninth floor.

Outside the Illusionary Demonic Tower, a streak of cyan light flew out from the ninth floor, rapidly descending towards the ground. Wang Changsheng reached out and grabbed. A vast, hazy blue hand suddenly appeared, seizing the cyan light and drawing it back to Wang Changsheng's front. As the cyan light faded, it revealed Wang Huaxing. He had lasted for a quarter of an hour on the ninth floor, which was quite good.

Wang Huaxing bowed to Wang Changsheng and the other three, then respectfully said, "Your grandson greets the Venerable Ancestor and the two seniors." Wang Ruyan flicked her finger, and a cyan porcelain bottle shot out, landing in front of Wang Huaxing.

"Huaxing, quickly take the Spirit Nurturing Pill and recuperate a bit. Don't damage your foundation." Wang Ruyan said kindly, her concern clearly evident. With Wang Huaxing's aptitude, he would have no problem advancing to the Core Formation stage. Wang Huaxing expressed his thanks, walked to a corner, and consumed the pill to regulate his breathing.

Zhang Wuchen smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang, your Wang family truly has many talents. He must be that wind-spirit root cultivator, right?" The Wang and Zhang families were in-laws, so some things could not be hidden from the Zhang family. Wang Huaxing only used wind-attribute artifacts, making it difficult for other clan members not to notice something unusual.

"Madam Zhang, you flatter us. How can our Wang family compare to yours? I heard that your Zhang family has a clan member with a spirit body. I wonder if you brought them this time?" A spirit body is an even better aptitude than a spirit root. If a spirit root is one in ten thousand, then a spirit body is one in a million. Even among ten thousand cultivators, a spirit body might not appear, which clearly shows how precious spirit body cultivators are.