Chapter 435: Little Golden Scale, How Ridiculous~

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After dealing with the Cursed Ghost Demonic Lord, Wang Yu completely ignored the battle between Daoist Jin Yan and the Lightning Corpse. His target was clearly and directly Jin Lin.

"It's you..."

Even though Wang Yu wore the Fiendish Demonic Dragon Armor, Jin Lin still recognized his true identity. After all, he had targeted Wang Yu many times and repeatedly investigated his background.

What's more, Wang Yu's current reputation was simply too great.

It was truly shocking how he had effortlessly defeated the Cursed Ghost earlier. This implied that, compared to rumors, Wang Yu's strength had been progressing at an astonishing speed.

This was completely unlike typical cultivation. Which genius could continuously break through so easily after reaching the Nascent Soul stage? It simply defied logic.

If he still had the confidence to curse at Jin Miaoshan, then facing Wang Yu, he was left with nothing but empty bravado.

"Wang Yu, I know you. If you kill me, Jin Man Tower will not let you off. Don't forget you once caused significant reputational damage to the Tower.

"You're already on their radar. This time, you've actively handed an excuse to my lineage. If I die... you won't fare any better!"

Wang Yu scoffed.

Black solid ice spread through the air, quickly covering Jin Lin's body and freezing him into a large chunk of ice.

"A mere ninth-layer Core Formation cultivator, repeatedly trying to kill me and obstruct my path. So what if Jin Man Tower blacklists me? Once you're dead, Jin Miaoshan will naturally mediate for me."

Such leverage always worked both ways.

The more stubborn Jin Lin was, the less dignified he appeared, making him look like a jester.

"—Explode!"

Wang Yu lightly shouted, and the black ice encasing Jin Lin instantly shattered. Spears of black ice quickly condensed, ready for a follow-up strike.

This ice explosion technique would be fatal to ordinary people, but Jin Lin undoubtedly possessed life-saving artifacts.

As the fine ice particles dispersed, a turtle shell spiritual shield enveloped him in a spherical shape. Jin Lin was filled with both shock and fury.

"You're finished. You've completely offended Jin Man Tower."

"A joke.

"You're allowed to kill me, but I'm not allowed to kill you? Jin Lin, having been in Chiyuan for so long, you should know the temperament of demonic cultivators. Crushing you is like crushing an ant."

"That's my line!" Jin Lin's face turned pale at the jab, unsure how to retort.

As he spoke, countless black ice spears shot forth.

The first four or five spears were perfectly blocked by the turtle shell spiritual shield, but with the terrifying might of the sixth, seventh, and eighth ice spears, the shield completely shattered.

A shriveled turtle shell artifact fell from Jin Lin's chest, instantly exploding into fragments.

He said, incredulously.

"How is this possible? This is a protective artifact refined from a ten-thousand-year Black Tortoise Shell! Even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't break it in a short time, and you..."

He wouldn't know that Wang Yu's attacks were imbued with a force field from his Silver Blood Divine Power, with each ice spear carrying a drill-shaped field, augmented by his Natal True Artifact.

Few early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators could rival Wang Yu.

At that moment.

Jin Miaoshan flashed out of the void, standing behind the Yellow Springs Grudge Puppet, a look of delight on her exquisite face.

Yellow Springs Grand Hand Seal!

She had chosen the timing perfectly. Jin Lin subconsciously conjured a pearl-shaped artifact, but his expression drastically changed.

"—No!"

It was too late.

The divine abilities of the Yellow Springs Temple were notoriously vile; whoever encountered them was doomed. He never imagined that a mere puppet could unleash such a technique, let alone one with Nascent Soul-level power.

The hundreds-of-meters-large murky yellow hand seal grabbed the pearl, refining it in an instant.

Devoid of spiritual light, the pearl fell into Jin Miaoshan's hand. Behind Jin Lin, extreme coldness struck again, and black solid ice, mimicking the previous attack, once more froze him.

"Now!"

Jin Miaoshan's eyes gleamed. She immediately conjured a talisman and threw it above Jin Lin's head. This was a Sealing Talisman, capable of severing the connection between a Cosmos Ring and its owner.

It was perfect for dealing with extremely wealthy individuals.

Immediately after, the Fifth-tier Soul Transformation Spirit Treasure, the Asura Divine Sword, appeared in her hand. Her figure flickered, and with one swift strike, the sword pierced through the ice and into Jin Lin's skull, emerging from the back of his head.

Such severe injuries would be fatal even to Jin Lin.

The Asura Divine Sword's accumulated killing intent, gathered over countless years, erupted instantly.

A perfectly round Golden Core silently shattered.

As the Sealing Talisman wore off, three fourth-tier talismans flew out of Jin Lin's Cosmos Ring. One was a Fourth-tier Great Teleportation Talisman, which was both restrained by the Chains of Heaven and lacked a target, thus failing to activate.

The second was a Divine Descent Talisman, imbued with Jin Lin's father's divine sense. Unfortunately, it arrived too late.

His father was a renowned grand cultivator within Jin Man Tower.

Known as—Golden Jade Dragon Lord!

Legend had it that he had once inherited techniques from the Heavenly Sea Ancient Sect in the Ancient Chaotic Sea, possessing profound and unpredictable transformation arts, capable of mimicking a fraction of a true dragon's might.

This point was likely true, but the extent of the resemblance remained unknown.

Once this talisman activated, a familiar human face appeared in the sky. Although the features were different, the effect was the same.

As soon as the Golden Jade Dragon Lord appeared, he subconsciously began to speak.

"Give me some face, and spare..."

However.

Before he could finish, he noticed the lifeless Jin Lin encased in black ice. His unpredictable gaze instantly locked onto Jin Miaoshan, and he said sinisterly:

"Niece Miaoshan, why this?!"

Jin Miaoshan showed no fear and said righteously.

"You should ask what this beast did. I was originally in seclusion. If he hadn't actively attacked, trying to interrupt my spiritual nirvana, I wouldn't have been completely enraged!"

The Golden Jade Dragon Lord's divine sense avatar took a deep breath.

"He is, after all, my most outstanding offspring."

Saying this.

He conjured the third talisman. The pressure of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator's divine sense bore down. Wang Yu could withstand it, but Jin Miaoshan faltered, having to lean against him.

The Lightning Corpse was also affected, sent flying by Daoist Jin Yan's fan-like sword sweeps. It hastily arrived before the Golden Jade Dragon Lord, its face filled with grief.

"Dragon Lord, your subordinate failed in his protection. I didn't expect Young Master... to already be dead."

"We'll discuss this later. I'll borrow your body for a moment."

"Alright."

Wang Yu's expression changed, and he sent a sound transmission to Jin Miaoshan.

"Protect yourself with the puppet. Watch as I sever this divine sense."

He truly wasn't confident in dealing with a grand cultivator right now.

However, dealing with a grand cultivator's divine sense avatar was precisely his specialty. With his peak mid-fourth-tier divine sense, he was already not much inferior.

Furthermore, he had a fourth-tier divine ability specializing in divine sense—the Soul-Destroying and Spirit-Annihilating Death Ray!

He specifically targeted grand cultivators' weaknesses.

As the third talisman burned, its effect became clear: it was a Spirit Assimilation Talisman, a rare and obscure type usually only needed for cultivators who had performed body possession to properly integrate their physical body and Nascent Soul.

Used by a divine sense avatar to control another cultivator's body, it proved surprisingly fitting, undoubtedly unleashing even greater power.

While the Golden Jade Dragon Lord was taking full control, Wang Yu would not sit idly by.

The gray death ray had already shot forth.

A slightly inferior divine sense power was enough to shake his integration with Daoist Jin Yan's body. This small difference was fatal.

Moreover, Jin Lin was dead, and the opponent was now relentless.

He simply wanted revenge. In this regard, Wang Yu believed Jin Miaoshan was the primary target, so he had already made preparations and counter-plans in his mind.

Illuminated by the Soul-Destroying and Spirit-Annihilating Death Ray, the Spirit Assimilation Talisman immediately lost its effect. "Jin Yan"'s face became ferocious as countless feather-like golden fine swords rapidly gathered, forming a resplendent golden Sword Qi Feather Dragon.

The dragon's roar shook the skies, and its sword energy pierced the heavens!

With a whoosh, it charged towards Wang Yu. The Golden Jade Dragon Lord could openly act against Jin Miaoshan by leveraging Jin Lin's tragic death. Missing this opportunity meant Jin Man Tower would not allow him to attack a true-blooded, talented junior. Most likely, he would only face disciplinary action, as the grievances between the two families dated back over two hundred years.

With so much back and forth, no one could truly determine right from wrong. Now that one was dead, everything would ironically be much simpler.

Facing the roaring sword dragon, Wang Yu rapidly retreated. His Silver Blood Divine Power caused his physical body to shimmer with a silver light, as his Immortal Spiritual Essence stacked with his Force Field.

He attempted to restrain the sword dragon's charge, but even though Jin Yan was at the third stage of Nascent Soul, the same realm as him, the person controlling the body was entirely different.

Dharma Intent, experience, divine abilities... all methods were greatly enhanced, especially the Dharma Intent.

The feeling of direct confrontation was profound and intangible, yet it could break through the suppression of his force field.

The pressure it exerted on him was even greater than that of the Heavenly Capital Thunder Lord.

"It should be some kind of Dharma Intent related to spell-breaking..."

Narrowing his eyes, Wang Yu made a sweeping gesture with his hand.

The Flesh Demonic Sword emerged from his Qi Sea, and the Ice Dragon Chi-Flame, entwining around the sword, shot out fiercely. Mid-flight, it transformed into a long ice-flame dragon, colliding once more with the Sword Qi Feather Dragon.

—Ice Dragon Art!

After the two dragons clashed, the ice dragon scattered into blue flames, blooming like fireworks, while the sword dragon dispersed into golden light rain.

The combination of a fourth-tier high-grade magic treasure, a fourth-tier spirit flame, and Wang Yu's demonic essence and other enhancements forcibly scattered the sword dragon whose Dharma Intent had been weakened.

From this exchange, Wang Yu subtly showed he had the qualifications to contend with a late-stage Nascent Soul grand cultivator.

Of course.

It was merely a qualification; if they truly clashed, he would definitely not be an opponent. The current foe was merely a body possessed by a divine sense avatar.

The more intense the battle, the shorter the Golden Jade Dragon Lord could last. The Soul-Destroying and Spirit-Annihilating Death Ray he had unleashed earlier, while the opponent was taking control of Daoist Jin Yan's body, was not just for show.

Amidst the dazzling spiritual light, Wang Yu moved again.

The Aurora Escape Technique conjured three thousand illusory bodies, which, combined with the Ice Mirror and Chains of Heaven Secret Art, once again surrounded him to form an ice sphere that blocked everything, preventing the opponent from ambushing Jin Miaoshan.

"Jin Yan" materialized at the edge of the giant hollow ice sphere.

Seeing the silver chains, the gloom on his face was undisguised.

"Void Daoist Scripture... A secret art from the Taihu region."

"This Lord truly underestimated you."

"The feeling is mutual."

—Whoosh!

Since an ambush was impossible, he decided to fight Wang Yu head-on. As a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator with a long-standing reputation, he possessed such decisiveness.

The next instant.

Daoist Jin Yan's Natal Magic Treasure, the Sky-Traversing Feather Fan Sword, suddenly unfurled. This sword-artifact resembled a fan, or rather, it was a fan, with its ribs composed of twelve individual feather-swords.

Empowered by Dharma Intent, the feather-swords transformed into dragons.

Twelve golden dragons suddenly formed, arranging themselves into a circular sword array and spinning rapidly like a buzzsaw, twisting space itself, as they hurtled towards Wang Yu.

With the three thousand illusory bodies combined with the ice mirrors, Wang Yu's true body was constantly shifting. Unfortunately, the Aurora Escape Technique was still a bit lacking in grade.

Without Aurora Dharma Intent or Rainbow Feather Marvelous Stone, it was merely a third-tier extreme speed escape technique. While it offered some combat power in normal Nascent Soul battles, at present, it was somewhat holding him back.

The Twelve Dragon Sword Array Disk sliced towards him, precisely locking onto his true body. Wang Yu once again wielded the Flesh Demonic Sword, unleashing the Grand Accomplishment Blood Slaughter Heart Sword with Asura Dharma Intent!

Dazzling blood light surged skyward, clashing fiercely with the sword dragon array disk. Beneath the intense spectacle was the simplest, most direct contest of power.

Just then.

The Lightning Corpse quietly approached "Jin Yan" and let out a torrent of corpse roars. This was originally the Soul-Suppressing Roar, a divine ability awakened by the Grand Yin Fiendish Corpse, which Wang Yu had abandoned.

However, Wang Yu had extracted some of the profound mysteries of these rare Corpse Dao divine abilities and found a way to infuse them into the Lightning Corpse's cerebellum. While not as powerful as when used by the Fiendish Corpse itself, combined with the thunderous shockwaves, its power was still considerable.

Especially since the target had already been struck once by the Soul-Destroying and Spirit-Annihilating Death Ray, under the thunderous soul-suppressing roar, "Jin Yan"'s body faltered, and a transparent divine sense soul body struggled to reveal its upper half.

At the same time.

The power of the Twelve Sword Dragon Array Disk suddenly weakened significantly. The crimson sword light violently shattered it, and a line of blood streaked across Jin Yan's body, his struggling movements immediately stiffening.

Wang Yu seized the opportunity, and a second Soul-Destroying and Spirit-Annihilating Death Ray shot out, directly expelling the Golden Jade Dragon Lord from Jin Yan's physical body.

He glared at Wang Yu, opening his mouth as if to say something.

But he dissipated directly under the power of the death ray.

This was the second time Wang Yu had slain a grand cultivator's divine sense avatar. He wondered why these individuals always liked leaving divine senses for their juniors to preserve their lives.

Could it be that using other people's bodies was incredibly satisfying?

Shaking his head to dismiss the thought, Daoist Jin Yan, whose body had been cut in half by the sword light, barely managed to reattach his torso with Nascent Soul power, struggling against the terrifying erosion of killing intent.

At this moment, his face was full of disbelief.

"Impossible, impossible..."

"The Dragon Lord's divine sense avatar, even when using my body, shouldn't have been something you could deal with. An ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't be his match."

What went wrong?

"The fault isn't yours; it's Jin Lin's."

Wang Yu seemed to read his thoughts. With a step, he instantly appeared beside Daoist Jin Yan.

"Being saddled with a master who loves to stir up trouble, even if it wasn't me today, there would have been other individuals, previously regarded as ants, who would come seeking revenge later.

"This tribulation is the price you pay for your arrogant behavior in Chiyuan. It's not a loss at all."

In Chiyuan, where people are willing to risk everything, even the most powerful can be brought down. The Chiyuan Demonic Domain was most abundant in "iron-headed brats" (stubborn, reckless people). You can look down on me, insult me, but you shouldn't repeatedly try to harm me. Besides their lives, Chiyuan residents truly didn't have much to lose.

This theory stemmed from Wang Yu's observations of demonic cultivators.

This group, more or less, had some mental issues; this was determined by the prevailing environment. Unless there was a complete overhaul from top to bottom, no one could change it.

Jin Yan was heavily wounded, and his body felt hollow.

The predicament the Golden Jade Dragon Lord left him with offered no escape. He gave a bitter smile.

His Nascent Soul escaped from his body, attempting one last teleportation technique. Finding himself still ensnared by the Chains of Heaven, he closed his eyes in despair.

Then, Wang Yu froze him and sealed him into his Glazed Pagoda for suppression. The bottom layer of his Natal Magic Treasure already suppressed four Nascent Souls; these were all resources for his cultivation and had to be properly stored.

Jin Yan's corpse, as usual, was thrown into the Lightning Fiend Coffin, to be used later for cultivating the Lightning Corpse. This was making the most of everything.

The battle ended.

The ice mirror field dissipated, and Jin Miaoshan rushed in, her face full of caution. She pressed her back against Wang Yu and said carefully:

"Where is he? You're not hurt, are you?"

Hearing this, Wang Yu nudged her with his hip in annoyance.

"Why don't you sense it with your divine sense?"

Jin Miaoshan gave an awkward smile.

"You caught me."

"Your acting was too fake. Cut it out. How are things with the treasure convoy?"

"Peach Immortal hasn't sent word yet, so they probably haven't arrived. Once Senior Jin Xi gets a result, we'll go together."

"Alright."

(End of Chapter)