Chapter 1466: The Legend of the Underworld

Wang Changsheng reforged the Taihao Soul-Slaying Saber, significantly enhancing its power.

After leaving the Buried Immortal Sea, the Qilin Turtle's appetite grew, and it actively attacked demonic beasts in the sea. Since Wang Changsheng was not in a hurry, he stayed by its side.

He happened to pass by this area and discovered a Fourth-rank demonic beast causing trouble. Since he encountered it, he naturally wouldn't hold back.

He conjured a palm-sized black jade bottle and collected the exotic beast's essence.

The Qilin Turtle emerged from the seabed. It found a blue demonic core on the exotic beast's corpse, swallowed it, and let out an excited roar.

At this moment, True Monarch Jin Ou also reacted, looking disheveled and somewhat embarrassed.

The golden giant pagoda shook violently, emitting dull thuds as the trapped exotic beast seemed to be struggling to break free.

He quickly cast two spell incantations, and the golden giant pagoda returned to normal, rapidly shrinking and flying back into his sleeve, disappearing from sight.

Sun Feiyang's expression was exceptionally agitated. He hadn't expected to encounter True Monarch Taihao again. If True Monarch Taihao hadn't appeared, his life would likely have been forfeited.

Liu Wuya's expression was complex. He had thought that by cultivating in the Jin Ou Sea, he wouldn't encounter any cultivators from the Wang family. Now, he had directly met True Monarch Taihao. Given how easily True Monarch Taihao dealt with a low-grade Fourth-rank demonic beast, killing him would be no different from crushing an ant.

Sun Feiyang flew up to Wang Changsheng, bowed, and said, "Junior Sun Feiyang thanks True Monarch Taihao for saving my life. You have saved this junior's life once again. My gratitude is profound and inexpressible."

True Monarch Taihao had saved him twice, like a second parent.

"It's you. After all these years, your cultivation has improved considerably."

Wang Changsheng nodded with a smile; he had some impression of Sun Feiyang.

True Monarch Jin Ou also reacted, flying over and cupping his fists. "This old man, Jin Tao, greets Fellow Daoist Wang. Many thanks for your assistance, Fellow Daoist Wang."

"Fellow Daoist Jin, you are too kind. It was merely a small effort. By the way, the teleportation array in the market should be usable, right?"

Wang Changsheng was now eager to return home, and the Qilin Turtle had also had enough fun. He planned to return to Qinglian Island as soon as possible.

"The teleportation array is usable. Fellow Daoist Wang, congratulations! Fairy Bailing of your esteemed clan has successfully formed her Nascent Soul. Your family has gained another Nascent Soul cultivator."

True Monarch Jin Ou said this with an envious tone; he had only just received the news himself.

At these words, Sun Feiyang was dumbfounded. Liu Wuya's brow furrowed, but he quickly returned to normal, and no one noticed the change in his expression.

Wang Changsheng paused for a moment, then quickly reacted, smiling as he said, "I have been traveling outside and am not aware of the situation within the clan. If Fellow Daoist Jin doesn't mind, you are welcome to attend Qingling's Nascent Soul formation ceremony on Qinglian Island."

When Wang Qingling formed her Nascent Soul, the Wang family would certainly hold a grand celebration. He hadn't expected Wang Qingling to form her Nascent Soul after he had been away for so many years.

He wondered how Ye Haitang, Wang Qingjing, and others were doing, as their cultivation levels were similar.

"Haha, absolutely. This old man will definitely be there."

True Monarch Jin Ou agreed without hesitation. Given a rare opportunity to get close to True Monarch Taihao, he naturally wouldn't miss it.

After a brief chat, Wang Changsheng put away the Qilin Turtle and the exotic beast's corpse. He then transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the horizon.

"True Monarch Taihao truly lives up to his reputation; no wonder Zhou Sihong also died by his hand. Fellow Daoist Sun, True Monarch Taihao has saved you twice. For Fairy Bailing's Nascent Soul formation ceremony, you must prepare a generous gift."

Sun Feiyang, reminded by his companion, realized that True Monarch Taihao had saved him twice. Using this as a reason to visit and express his gratitude was perfectly reasonable. If he could use this opportunity to establish a connection with the Wang family, it would be his great fortune.

Liu Wuya's face showed contemplation, his eyes constantly shifting, wondering what he was thinking about.

"All right, you all come back with me! You all put in a lot of effort in eradicating this Fourth-rank demonic beast, especially young friend Sun, who led effectively."

Out of respect for Wang Changsheng, True Monarch Jin Ou didn't mind looking after Sun Feiyang a bit more.

Upon hearing this, the other Core Formation cultivators simultaneously showed envious expressions.

Five Dragons Sea, Qinglian Island.

In a secluded small courtyard with blue tiles, Wang Ruyan and Ye Haitang sat chatting in a stone pavilion. On the stone table lay more than a dozen glittering magic treasures.

"Haitang, do none of these magic treasures appeal to you? Our family can't offer any better ones."

Wang Ruyan asked with a frown. Ye Haitang's personality was aloof, and she had strict requirements for her Natal Magic Treasure, so she hadn't found one yet.

During the Core Formation stage, she rarely engaged in direct combat, preferring to set up formations against enemies. However, reaching the Nascent Soul stage without a Natal Magic Treasure was unacceptable and would put her at a great disadvantage in battles.

"Auntie, I have already asked Uncle to refine a Natal Magic Treasure for me. I'll wait until he returns. I can afford to wait; good things come to those who wait."

Ye Haitang's gaze was firm. She had given the Ten-Thousand-Year Ghost Yin Wood to Wang Changsheng and asked him to refine a set of magic treasures for her.

As a formation master, a set of magic treasures would allow her to leverage her strengths and deploy formations against enemies.

Wang Ruyan sighed softly, put away the magic treasures, and said, "Your uncle hasn't returned yet. I don't know where he is now."

Wang Changsheng had gone to the Buried Immortal Sea to eliminate devils and hadn't returned. If his Natal Soul Lamp hadn't remained lit, she would have gone to the Buried Immortal Sea to search for him.

"If Uncle still doesn't return after some time, I will go to the Buried Immortal Sea to find him. Uncle will definitely be fine! He must be."

Ye Haitang's tone was serious. Wang Changsheng's Natal Soul Lamp was still lit, indicating that he might be trapped by a restriction and temporarily unable to escape.

"I think so too. By the way, Haitang, regarding your Nascent Soul formation ceremony, are you really not going to hold one?"

Ye Haitang cultivated Ghost Dao techniques and had Zhao Meier with her. She didn't want to heavily publicize her connection with the Wang family, fearing she might one day implicate them.

"I don't care about such things, Auntie. I might return to Qinglian Island less often in the future, but Qinglian Island will always be my home."

Ye Haitang planned to cultivate in the Myriad Ghosts Sea after mastering Nascent Soul stage divine abilities, and at the same time, help the family guard the entrance to the Zhenhai Sect ruins.

"Since you've decided, so be it! If anything happens, tell your uncle and aunt. Your father and mother passed away early, and Yutong died young, so Changyue only has you as a daughter. If they were still here, they would surely be overjoyed to see you form your Nascent Soul."

Wang Ruyan sighed, a look of remembrance on her face.

Recalling those years, when Ye Lin and Wang Changyue were alive, Ye Haitang had a cheerful personality. After Wang Changyue and Ye Lin passed away, and Ye Yutong was murdered, Ye Haitang gradually became introverted. If Wang Changsheng hadn't intervened in time, her personality might have drastically changed, leading her down a path of no return.

Ye Haitang let out a soft sigh and spoke faintly, "I heard Zhao Meier say that the Underworld truly exists, and deceased cultivators can regain life there."

"The Underworld? Don't believe her words too much. She is, after all, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years; don't let her deceive you."

Wang Ruyan dismissed the idea, cautioning with a hint of unease.

The Underworld only exists in ancient texts, and not everything written in those texts is necessarily true. After all, even ancient cultivator cave dwellings can be fake, let alone a world that only appears in texts? She worried that Ye Haitang might be tricked by Zhao Meier into committing evil deeds.

Ye Haitang nodded, a thoughtful expression on her face. Zhao Meier's words echoed in her mind: "The Underworld: the end of old life, and also the beginning of new life."