Chapter 127: Moonlight Fairy

He was quiet, and his strength steadily improved.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, the situation was grim.

On the night of the second day after Wang Yu left Stone Lake City, the Foundation Establishment envoy sent by the Spirit Vulture Sect was still wondering why his apprentice had disappeared. After searching all day without success, he returned to the City Lord's Mansion, only to discover that Yuan Qu was also missing. He immediately flew into a rage.

Fortunately, at the entrance of tunnel number four, he found a large number of kidnapped young women, about eight hundred in total, more than half again the usual number for previous years. This discovery finally satisfied him.

He casually pulled over a Qi Cultivation realm cultivator and asked, "Where is your City Lord Yuan?"

This subordinate happened to be the third-level Qi Cultivation realm cultivator from earlier that day. Suddenly grabbed by the powerful Foundation Establishment cultivator, he quickly bowed respectfully and replied, "City Lord Yuan gave instructions during the day and then went to the bamboo cottage outside the city to find the old City Lord."

The envoy's brow furrowed, as he keenly sensed a problem. "During the day? These people were captured in broad daylight?"

"Yes..."

"You scoundrels! Didn't I tell you to help find Wang Wu? How dare you capture people during the day?!"

The cultivators nearby were somewhat bewildered. One of them, bolder than the rest, ventured, "My lord, these are just commoners. Capturing them won't cause any stir; it's nothing to worry about."

Hearing this, the Foundation Establishment envoy's face turned red, his neck swelled, and he gasped several times like an ox, fuming with rage. "Fools! You have no idea how formidable the Heavenly Void Sword Sect's informants are. Damn it... you're on your own."

He violently flicked his sleeve. He conjured a ray of light and streaked directly out of the city; he was done with this.

"Yuan Qu, you dare to mess with me, running off so quickly... I'm afraid what happened three months ago isn't over at all. This infuriates me!"

Due to a lack of information and the actions of a fool, the people of Stone Lake City fell into disarray, each fending for themselves as disaster loomed.

Unfortunately, because he had been out for too long during the day, wasting precious time, it was already too late to escape. Barely a stick of incense's time after leaving Stone Lake City, a moonlight-white sword light plunged straight towards him from the sky. The Foundation Establishment envoy's expression turned stern. He quickly activated his True Aura Defense for emergency protection, then slapped the spirit beast bag at his waist. A bald vulture with a featherless neck appeared in mid-air. Its aura was powerful, its body over six meters long, and its feathers a mix of gray, white, and black, emitting a harsh screech. Its strength had indeed reached the third level of Foundation Establishment, not to be underestimated. This was the heritage of the Spirit Vulture Sect; their ancestors had tamed the Spirit Vulture clan, establishing stable contracts with sect members, making them half-beast tamer cultivators. Their power was not weak among cultivators of the same rank.

Only by combining their efforts could the man and beast barely block the sword light. "A mere fifth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator and a third-level Foundation Establishment spirit beast dare to defy the rules set by the Sword Sect? You're tired of living!"

A haughty female voice, contrasting sharply with her graceful appearance, echoed from all directions. The envoy looked up to see a slender figure, bathed in moonlight, floating down. Although her face was obscured, she was undoubtedly a peerless beauty. He was momentarily dazed.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

As the sword sounds filled the air and countless moonlight-white sword lights twisted and converged on him, the envoy finally came to his senses. As if remembering something, he cried out in horror, "Moon Shadow Flowing Light Sword! You are the Moonlight Immortal from Mount Stability City..."

"Heh."

A contemptuous scoff echoed. Subsequently, no matter what artifacts or refined spells the envoy used, he could not break through the strangling flow of sword qi. In just twenty exchanges, his limbs were pierced by the sword qi, and he fell helplessly to the ground. The spirit vulture, even more so, was impaled in a single encounter, stretching its neck like a pig awaiting slaughter.

"Cling~"

The sword's hum ceased, and the magnificent moonlight-white longsword rested against the envoy's neck. Only then did the peerless figure fully reveal herself, her aura unmistakably at the peak of Foundation Establishment. No wonder he was defeated in just a few moves.

Swallowing hard, the envoy forced a smile. "Moonlight Immortal, spare my life, and I will tell you everything."

"Fool. If I kill you and take your soul, everything you know will still be revealed."

The envoy grew desperate. "You are a righteous cultivator! How can you search my soul? My soul will scatter, and I won't even have a chance at reincarnation!"

"You should have considered this day when you committed those acts."

A sword shadow flashed, and a head rolled to the ground.

The Moonlight Immortal's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She raised her hand, extracted the soul, placed it into a jade bottle, and then collected all the spoils of war. She still had many things to attend to.

Black Mountain Demonic Land.

Nearly half a year had passed since his reclusive cultivation began. Wang Yu would occasionally prod Wang Wu to keep him active, continuously supplying him with top-grade healing pills, ensuring his vitality remained robust. The only issue was Wang Wu's mental state; he would tremble uncontrollably at the sight of Wang Yu, a purely instinctive reaction.

Wang Yu, on the other hand, was at ease, spending his days cultivating, playing with his fox, soaking in hot springs, and finding open spaces to practice spells. The fourth slot was once again occupied by the Profound Yin Hand. This second-tier, high-grade spell had been intermittently assigned for a considerable time, combined with his diligent personal practice. It had now reached the minor accomplishment stage, allowing him to conjure two Profound Yin Hands that would attach to his arms, serving as his most powerful trump card. However, there was still a long way to go to reach the major accomplishment stage. There was no need to keep it in the slot anymore; having such a trump card during the Qi Cultivation stage was already sufficient. If he were to continue strengthening it, his spiritual energy reserves would become insufficient.

Therefore, Wang Yu chose to reassign the body-refining technique, *Dragon Might*, to the fourth slot. This body-refining technique, inherited from the Primordial Chaos Sea faction, had long ago been cultivated to perfection by him, and its realm had surpassed the seventh level some time ago. Continuing to keep it in the slot would further derive it towards a second-tier body-refining technique, providing him with daily feedback on his body-refining cultivation. Combined with the Dragon Blood Secret Elixir he possessed, he aimed to elevate his physique to its peak before achieving Foundation Establishment in Qi Cultivation. This was to compensate for the insufficient qi and blood caused by his severed limb. The Dragon Blood Secret Elixir he held would certainly be enough for him to reach the ninth level. At that point, he could utilize the Foundation Establishment marvel, "Adamantite Fluid," to first achieve Foundation Establishment in body-refining. By then, no matter what, the qi and blood threshold would definitely not hinder him. Furthermore, his powerful physique could even help him further increase the success rate of achieving Foundation Establishment in Qi Cultivation.

However, plans are just plans; whether they could be achieved in sequence remained unknown. Calculating the time, it had been over a year since he left the sect. It was also the first month of his first year as an inner disciple.

On this day, Wang Yu prepared to go out and explore the vicinity. "If I want to advance rapidly in body-refining cultivation, tempering myself through combat is also an excellent method. The accumulated medicinal power within my body can also be quickly digested through continuous battles."

Qi Cultivation realm cultivators had a limited number of grand circulation cycles they could perform daily, restricted by the strength of their meridians and their energy levels, leaving them with much free time each day. This restriction lessened with higher cultivation realms. Once Foundation Establishment was achieved, this limitation no longer applied; one could cultivate all day, resting for a few days periodically. It was at this level that the concept of secluded cultivation truly began. There were countless individuals who spent years in seclusion; one should not underestimate the perseverance and determination of cultivators.

"As long as I don't venture deep into the inner regions of the Black Mountain Demonic Land, I shouldn't encounter any Core Formation demon beasts under normal circumstances. There are quite a few second-tier demon beasts in these border areas; perhaps I can give it a try."

For his first attempt, Wang Yu directly set his sights on second-tier demon beasts.