Chapter 1250: Huang Fugui Forms the Nascent Soul

Wang Changsheng nodded and gave Wang Ruyan a look. Wang Ruyan understood and took out a cyan jade box, handing it to Wang Mingren. She smiled and said, "Uncle Mingren, these are the lotus seeds of the Heavenly Moon Golden Lotus. You can consume them directly; they will aid in forming a Nascent Soul. This is a small token of our appreciation."

The Wang family didn't have many spiritual items for Nascent Soul formation, and most of them were unique. However, they had multiple lotus seeds from the Heavenly Moon Golden Lotus, so giving one to Wang Mingren was not an issue.

Upon hearing the words "Heavenly Moon Golden Lotus," Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng were utterly shocked. They never imagined that Wang Changsheng would actually produce a lotus seed from it.

"Thank you, Changsheng, Ruyan." Wang Mingren said gratefully. He would decline other gifts, but not an item for Nascent Soul formation. Given his extensive network, he could ask a fourth-rank alchemist to refine it into a pill, which would yield even better results.

As Wang Mingren felt a mix of excitement and complex emotions, he realized that Wang Changsheng must have many more lotus seeds. After all, Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingling, and Ye Haitang were all close to Wang Changsheng. In a sense, Wang Changsheng was closer to them than to Wang Mingren.

He speculated that Wang Changsheng might have inherited something from a high-ranking cultivator, or perhaps even discovered the legacy of a small sect. He never would have guessed that Wang Changsheng had found the treasure of the Zhenhai Sect, once one of the top ten sects in the South Sea.

Ximen Feng was also deeply moved. Regardless, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's willingness to give them a lotus seed showed that they considered Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng as family. Ximen Feng secretly vowed to work even harder to repay the family in the future.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan emerged from Wang Mingren's residence and strolled along the street. By this time, dusk had fallen, and the street was even busier than before. Shopkeepers had their assistants shouting at the entrances, trying to attract customers.

After about a quarter of an hour, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan arrived at the entrance of a quaint courtyard. Wang Changsheng sent out a sound transmission talisman, and soon after, the courtyard gate opened, and a short, stout middle-aged man emerged.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had concealed their aura, so the middle-aged man didn't detect their true cultivation.

"We were recommended by Fellow Daoist Wang Mingren. Do you still have any goods available?"

"Yes, there's still one. Follow me!"

The middle-aged man invited Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan into the courtyard. The small courtyard contained a large black iron cage with glowing runes on its surface. Inside, a giant yellow elephant lay prone, its body covered in scars, evidently from abuse.

The black market sold all sorts of things, including spirit beasts. In terms of monster beast resources, the Northern Border was far inferior to the Eastern Barrens and the South Sea. This third-rank Cloud-Treading Elephant was clearly not an ordinary third-rank spirit beast; it was likely a spirit beast raised by a cultivation sect or family, and its owner had probably died.

"This Cloud-Treading Elephant is skilled in earth-element spells, has thick skin and flesh, and possesses immense strength. Although it's a mid-grade third-rank, its power is not much worse than a high-grade third-rank. Since you were introduced by Fellow Daoist Wang, how about 700,000 spiritual stones?" The middle-aged man raised his right palm and said in a deep voice.

A low-grade third-rank puppet beast would cost at least 700,000 spiritual stones. If this mid-grade third-rank Cloud-Treading Elephant were auctioned, its price would definitely exceed 500,000. However, its origins were illicit, so the price naturally wouldn't be too high. The price of spirit beasts is somewhat related to their rank, but not all third-rank spirit beasts can fetch such a high price.

Wang Changsheng haggled and bought the Cloud-Treading Elephant for 600,000 spiritual stones. It would take at least 550,000 spiritual stones to cultivate a Core Formation cultivator, so spending that much on a mid-grade third-rank spirit beast was not a loss.

Back at their residence, Wang Changsheng handed the Cloud-Treading Elephant to Wang Qingling. Wang Qingling frowned when she saw the severely injured elephant. "Ninth Uncle, it will take some time for it to recover from its injuries. Half a year is too short, but it can be used for travel without issue."

Wang Changsheng nodded. "Being able to use it is enough. We didn't raise it from a young age anyway. Calculating the journey, if we depart now, we can reach Black Crow Valley before the Treasure Appraisal Convention, allowing us to make more preparations."

The next morning, the four of them left Fire Crow Market. Outside the market, Wang Changsheng summoned a black flying boat, which carried them into the sky.

The environment of the Northern Border cultivation world was peculiar; it was rich in fire spiritual energy and even had many active volcanoes. Active volcanoes could erupt at any time, so Wang Changsheng controlled the black flying boat to fly high in the sky to avoid being hit by erupting lava.

Two months later, they appeared over a fiery red and gold mountain range. The range consisted of hundreds of peaks of varying sizes, and from high above, everything was a golden-red hue. The spiritual energy here was thin, and the area was rarely visited. Wang Changsheng had no intention of lingering. With a flick of his spell, the black flying boat glowed brightly and accelerated.

Just then, the previously clear sky suddenly became overcast with dark clouds, strong winds, lightning, and thunder. Colorful specks of light appeared in the sky, like scattered stars.

"Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation? Someone is attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage here?" Wang Changsheng was a little surprised. The spiritual energy here was not abundant, so attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage here was not wise. It was highly likely to be a rogue cultivator, as only rogue cultivators would attempt their breakthrough here.

"Since someone is undergoing their Nascent Soul breakthrough, we shouldn't disturb them. Let's wait and see," Wang Ruyan suggested. If they flew over brazenly, they might affect the other party's tribulation.

Wang Changsheng flicked his spell, and the black flying boat descended onto a high peak. Wang Qiuming and Wang Qingling looked a little excited. Witnessing a Core Formation cultivator attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage was a rare opportunity.

Before long, with a deafening roar, a thick silver lightning bolt struck down towards a mountain peak below. Wang Changsheng and the other three stood on the peak, gazing at the thunderclouds high in the sky. Thick silver lightning bolts struck down one after another, accompanied by flashes of lightning, claps of thunder, and fierce winds, as if the world was ending.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan couldn't help but show expressions of lingering fear upon seeing this scene. The lightning tribulation was not the most terrifying; the inner demons were. Even with spiritual items for Nascent Soul formation, one might not be able to endure it.

After about a quarter of an hour, the thunderclouds dispersed, and the sky returned to clear. A yellow light shot out from the ground and flew towards Wang Changsheng and the others. Soon after, the yellow light landed on a low dirt mound. The yellow light was a pockmarked man in a yellow robe, who was none other than Huang Fugui.

Huang Fugui had originally agreed with Song Xiruo of the Three Flames Palace to use their spiritual land for his Nascent Soul breakthrough. However, when Huang Fugui sought her out, Song Xiruo happened to be away on a distant trip. He only knew Song Xiruo, and with her absent, he dared not use the Three Flames Palace's spiritual land, as he couldn't trust anyone else. Huang Fugui always liked to have a backup plan, and his Nascent Soul breakthrough was no exception.

"Thank you, fellow Daoists, for your consideration." Wang Changsheng and the other three had altered their appearances, so Huang Fugui didn't recognize them. If they had flown past brazenly, it would definitely have affected his tribulation, so Huang Fugui felt compelled to express his gratitude. Huang Fugui also kept his guard up against them, maintaining a distance of a thousand zhang. If they made any sudden moves, he would immediately flee.

"It was nothing. Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on advancing to the Nascent Soul stage. We shall meet again if fate allows." Wang Changsheng did not reveal his true identity. With a flick of his spell, the black flying boat glowed brightly and flew into the sky.

Huang Fugui breathed a sigh of relief as he watched them disappear into the distance. He was actually very afraid that they might try to kill him. "Heh heh, I've finally formed my Nascent Soul. From now on, I, Huang, am a Nascent Soul cultivator. First, I'll go into seclusion for a while."

Huang Fugui transformed into a swirling yellow hurricane and vanished into the horizon, his speed not much slower than Wang Changsheng's flying magical artifact.