I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 172 Hua Chaoge's Discovery
Duan Lan knew that the volcanic remains were a fake thing fabricated by Lu Wujiu using the True Dao of Ran;
He also guessed that Lu Wujiu was very likely to kill two birds with one stone, testing the eighteen sea areas while also attempting the ascension ritual.

But when Lu Wujiu denied using the spiritual weapon, he was still confused.

The reason was simple: the aura of the spiritual weapon was too real. When it was unleashed, it even swept across the water elemental energy within a radius of a hundred miles. If Ran Zhendao could even draw a spiritual weapon...

As his thoughts wandered, Duan Lan tentatively asked, "So, the spiritual weapon you refined was also painted?"

Lu Wujiu shook his head: "If I can paint the fake as real, what's the difference between me and the Creator?"

Duan Lan thought so too, but he became increasingly confused: "If that's the case, how did you manage to deceive the world with your True Dao?"

Lu Wujiu said: "This is Ran Zhen's secret, I'm sorry I can't tell you."

Duan Lan then realized that he had overstepped his bounds and said hurriedly, "I've spoken out of turn."

Lu Wujiu changed the subject: "What do you think about the Xuanji Kanyuan Formation?"

Duan Lan said, "This formation is complex and profound, and it will take time to break. I plan to go back and look through some ancient books, perhaps I can comprehend its secrets."

Lu Wujiu nodded: "Alright, I'll trouble you then, fellow Daoist."

Duan Lan bowed and said, "It's my duty, my friend. You are so polite."

The two of them then communicated for a while, and the head of Shenxiao Sect said goodbye and left. For a moment, only Lu Wujiu and a few scattered cultivators were left in the vast sea.

"Ugh!"

Lu Wujiu looked around and couldn't help but sigh.

However, his cultivation in the Dao of Ranzhen was still limited to the third level of great perfection.

This ascension ceremony brought his Ran Zhen Dao infinitely close to the fourth-class level of cultivation, but he just couldn't take that final step.

Lu Wujiu suspected that this was because he cheated.

First, the volcanoes spreading across the East China Sea are real and fake. The real volcanoes are covered by dyed real paintings, or the dyed real paintings hide real volcanoes.

Secondly, in order to conceal his tracks during the final sealing act, he took out a true spiritual artifact, the "Danqing Jiangshan Tu" that he had crafted for Liuren Dao.

However, after the seal was implemented, it was replaced by Ran Zhendao.

This kind of truth and falsehood is certainly very effective in fooling sentient beings, but it can ultimately not fool the Tao.

Suddenly, a streak of light flew from the sky and landed steadily in front of Lu Wujiu. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Fu Li, the master of Fu Bo Island. "Daoist Lu, long time no see!"

Lu Wujiu was too lazy to look him in the eye: "Fellow Daoist, you left and came back at this time, are you planning to kill me?"

Fu Li said, "It's better to resolve a feud than to create one. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, why should you be so hung up on it?"

"That makes me seem stingy!"

"I dare not! Although the Eighteen Seas did not contribute an inch to the disaster in the East China Sea, they did contribute their hard work. I hope you can understand."

"That's why I'm talking nonsense with you. Otherwise... do you think you can leave at will?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Li complimented him, "Thank you so much for your generosity!"

"Tsk tsk!" Lu Wujiu said in a playful tone, "With such a gesture, do you have something to ask for?"

"Daoyou's eyes are blazing!"

Fu Li complimented him and said, "May I ask, fellow Taoist, have you seen what the remains of the fire spirit look like?"

Lu Wujiu's eyebrows immediately raised when he heard this.

He originally thought that Fu Li was going to ask him about the spiritual weapon. After all, the spiritual weapon he refined could seal the remains of the fire spirit in the East China Sea, so it could also seal the remains of the fire spirit in the eighteen sea areas.

The Eighteen Seas have controlled the deep sea for thousands of years, so it shouldn't be difficult for them to gather a few Five Elements Spirits.

He didn't expect that what Fu Li was asking about was... the remains of the fire spirit?!

What are the remains of the fire spirit?

Nanming Zhenren said that this was his body.

Since it is a body, the debris scattered across the eighteen seas is likely to include his entire identity.

Therefore, Fu Li’s question at this time... is quite interesting!

As his thoughts raced, Lu Wujiu raised a finger: "One Five Elements Spirit."

Fu Li frowned: "Fellow Daoist Lu, the remains of the fire spirit are related to the safety of the East China Sea and even the Nine Daos. I hope that fellow Daoist can be frank and honest."

"well said!"

Amidst his angry praise, Lu Wujiu smiled and said, "May I ask what the remains of the fire spirit sealed in the Eighteen Seas look like?"

Fu Li's expression froze. Under Lu Wujiu's playful gaze, he said in a deep voice, "It's a human!"

"It was a body, broken into eighteen pieces, and when put together, it was exactly the same as a human."

"people?"

Lu Wujiu pretended to be surprised.

Fu Li said in a deep voice, "If we're not mistaken, the remains of the fire spirit should be that of a foreign cultivator or a demon, who somehow fell into the East China Sea. I heard that there is a place called the Great Abyss in the Central Plains, which is the passage to the world. The fire spirit might have fallen into the East China Sea from there."

Lu Wujiu nodded: "Is he still alive?"

"Logically speaking, it couldn't possibly survive being torn into eighteen pieces. However, this kind of creature defies common sense. Perhaps it's still alive, or perhaps it's already dead."

"What do you mean maybe still alive?"

"We didn't find any remaining soul, only the flames on the corpse, burning endlessly."

Lu Wujiu fell into deep thought.

The soul of Master Nanming was not found in the Eighteen Seas, and Master Nanming was sealed up again. Could it be that he only recently managed to gather a trace of his soul and regain his sanity?
"Which part of the fire spirit is sealed on Fubo Island?"

"head!"

Lu Wujiu nodded. The Niwan Palace on his head was where the spirit was hidden, so it was reasonable for him to gather the remaining souls.

Fu Li struck while the iron was hot: "I still don't know what the remains of the fire spirit that Daoyou sealed look like?"

Lu Wujiu said casually: "A ball of red gold liquid, like a golden solution, melted in the flaming spring."

"blood?"

Fu Li frowned. After a thousand years, the fire spirit's blood should have burned out long ago. How come there were still some residues left, and even erupted after a thousand years?
"Can I have a look?"

"Fellow Daoist, you have also participated in the sealing of the Fire Spirit's remains before. How could you not know what the Fire Spirit looks like? In my opinion, viewing the Fire Spirit's remains is fake, and exploring the spiritual weapon is real, right?"

Fu Li's old face flushed red immediately: "Fellow Daoist, please do not slander me. I am only concerned about the people. How could I ignore the people of the East Sea and even the Nine Daos?"

Lu Wujiu sneered, "You've been saying so much high-sounding things, you've even deceived yourself, right? When you were stealing the people's lifespans by stealing the years and defying fate, why didn't you say you were thinking about the people?"

Fu Li frowned and said, "Stealing the years and defying fate, what is this?"

Lu Wujiu sneered, "It seems that Fu Bo Ming Gui is using a fake name to deceive me! When you are enjoying the longevity that is a specialty of the Eighteen Seas, you don't think that it is extracted from the Fire Spirit, right?"

"Life span?" Fu Li became increasingly confused. "What exactly do you want to say, fellow Daoist?"

Now it was Lu Wujiu's turn to be a little surprised and confused. After thinking about it, he simply revealed the whole story of how the Eighteen Seas had stolen the people's lifespans.

"Impossible! The Xuanji Kanyuan Formation can naturally extend the lifespan of the formation spirit, so why would it steal the lifespan of ordinary people?"

Fu Li rejected it immediately, but as if to convince himself, he continued:

"Besides, this kind of magical power can be said to be against the will of heaven and seize the Dao. If it existed in the Eighteen Seas, it would have unified the Nine Daos long ago. Why would it be deployed on an isolated island?"

Lu Wujiu was too lazy to argue and said casually, "Daoyou, just check the average life expectancy of the islanders in the Eighteen Seas and you'll know!" "What can life expectancy tell us? The land and water nurture the people, and the people in fertile land have a long life expectancy..."

Before Fu Li could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lu Wujiu:

"Fellow Daoist, you don't need to tell me this. This isn't a debate. If you don't believe me, then just treat it as slander. What's the point of arguing? Please go back!"

Fu Li said nothing for a while, then silently bowed, clasped his hands together, and turned to leave.

Lu Wujiu looked at Fu Li's back, a hint of contemplation flashing across his brows.

Is the Eighteen Seas' information blockade so strict? Even a top-tier cultivator isn't qualified to know the truth?
But if it is so strict, where does all the life go?
After pondering for a long time, Lu Wujiu, who could not find out the truth, shook his head, put away the Dunxun Mirror, and escaped into the East China Sea. After avoiding being seen by others, he quietly left.

As a result, before he even got ashore, Yang Fengzhao's figure appeared in the Soul-Nourishing Wind and Fire Institute.

Lu Wujiu escaped into the human skin book and left with his mind. He saw Yang Fengzhao forcing a smile and asked, "Excuse me, fellow Taoist, have you refined the spiritual weapon?"

No need to guess, the Liuren School already knew about the disaster of the fire spirit in the East China Sea.

When others heard about this, they would only think that the leader of the Shenxiao Sect was generous and caring for the people. However, when the Liuren Sect heard about it, their hearts were pounding - could it be that the spiritual weapon that Lu Wujiu used to seal the remains of the fire spirit was commissioned by the Liuren Sect?

Lu Wujiu smiled and said, "Since I've come out of seclusion, I've naturally refined it. When do you plan to come get it?"

Yang Fengzhao was overjoyed: "Now it's possible!"

Lu Wujiu said: "Then let's meet at Laolu Mountain!"

"Good good!"

After exiting the spiritual world, Yang Fengzhao hurriedly reported the result to Liu Ren Immortal Master. Liu Ren Immortal Master pondered for a moment and simply led several Dharma masters to go there in person.

It is both to show our attention and to prevent accidents.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived at Lao Lu Mountain and knocked on the gate, they found out that Lu Wujiu had already left and had not returned.

Hearing this, the Liuren Immortal Masters looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Master, could it be that Lu Wujiu is just trying to buy time?" The face of Dharma Master Nanxiang was as cold as autumn frost.

Immortal Master Liu Ren looked at Yang Fengzhao and asked, "Did Lu Wujiu tell me when we'll meet?"

Yang Fengzhao broke out in a cold sweat. After a brief recollection, he realized that he was so happy that he forgot to agree on a specific time.

"Disciple, please be careful. We haven't agreed on a specific time yet."

"Junior Brother Yang, you are so confused!"

The Dharma Masters immediately became impatient.

Seeing this, Master Liu Ren comforted him, "Alright, be patient. The monk may escape, but the temple cannot. Just be patient and wait."

Everyone finally calmed down, but they looked at each other in confusion, becoming increasingly uneasy.

——After all, judging from the rumors, the spiritual weapon that Lu Wujiu used to seal the remains of the fire spirit looked too much like something custom-made by the Liuren Sect.

Everyone was sitting there restlessly until the moon reached its zenith. Suddenly, a commotion was heard outside Lao Lu Temple. Upon closer listening, it was the sound of people shouting "Mr. Lu".

Not long after, they heard the sound of approaching footsteps. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Lu Wujiu walking in with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Liu Ren Sect waved their hands and stared at Lu Wujiu.

Lu Wujiu smiled slightly, flipped his hand, and handed over a scroll.

"I am fortunate to have fulfilled my mission. The spiritual weapon is now complete and will be returned to its original owner."

Immortal Master Liu Ren was stunned for a moment, and quickly reached out to take it. His magic power subconsciously spread out, and he really felt that there was a confused consciousness inside that resisted his erosion.

"This spiritual weapon..."

"This is the method of recognizing the master and inheriting the inheritance!" Lu Wujiu understood and handed over a jade slip.

Immortal Master Liu Ren took it and after some investigation, he breathed a sigh of relief, put away the spiritual weapon, and bowed solemnly, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, fellow Daoist!"

Lu Wujiu bowed in return, "You are so polite, fellow Daoist."

Upon seeing this, Master Liuren breathed a sigh of relief.

After exchanging pleasantries, the Liuren Sect said goodbye and left, saying it was too late at night.

After the group left the Laolu Mountain Gate, the Immortal Master Liu Ren waved his sleeves and summoned the Five-Dragon Golden Chariot. He had just sat in it when he suddenly waved to Yang Fengzhao and said,
"Feng Zhao, come in, I have something to say."

Yang Fengzhao was stunned and hurried away.

As he stepped onto the sedan chair, the curtain closed, and the five fierce dragons raised their heads and roared, then pulled the sedan chair away.

Seeing this scene, the other Dharma masters' expressions changed slightly, and they subconsciously turned back to look at Lao Luguan.

It is true that when one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit!
……

The East China Sea is where the disaster caused by the fire spirit originated.

In the dark night, the waves surged endlessly, erasing all traces of the violent volcano.

At this time, there were no monks lingering on the turbulent sea. Only some brave sea monsters gathered there and devoured the essence of the broken materials for the formation.

Among them, there was a whale as big as a house, which was as greedy as a glutton. It opened its mouth to swallow, and the sea water flowed into its stomach. Then it closed its mouth and spit out, and the sea water sprayed out, leaving only the essence.

It greedily circles around, filtering the food in circles.

After an unknown amount of time, it opened its mouth again. This time, instead of swallowing the sea water, it spit out a human figure.

This figure is as handsome as a woman, but has a prominent Adam's apple. Upon closer inspection, who else could it be but Hua Chaoge, the head of the Fangzhong Sect?
The roiling sea water had long lost the scorching heat of the day, and Hua Chaoge's hair was flying in all directions, like a jellyfish from the River Styx.

He frowned slightly and looked around at the surrounding water, but the dark abyss of the sea could not block his sight.

Although there are still a large number of submarine volcanoes with solidified magma piled on the seabed, there is no trace of large volcanoes. Everything seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

Ok!

Spiritual weapons are not legal weapons and cannot be judged by common sense.

But in the deep sea, he couldn't sense any spiritual weapon aura.

He walked forward and wandered on the seabed. After a long time, he suddenly reached out and placed his hand on the whale following behind him.

"Om-"

The whale struggled desperately like a fish in kerosene, stirring up bubbles.

However, not long after, it suddenly stopped moving, gradually dissolved, and turned into a pool of flesh and blood.

Hua Chaoge reached into the flesh and blood, fiddling with it a few times. Large pieces of flesh and blood scattered in the sea water, leaving only a pool of black liquid that condensed into beads.

——This is ink.

Hua Chaoge stared at the pool of ink and fell silent.

After a long while, he shook his head.

He was too familiar with this scene. It was him who started the nine plagues, and it was also him who solved the nine plagues. But now he had turned into the remains of a fire spirit.

With the cultivation level of top three, he teases all the cultivators in the world... What a magical power, what a skill.

This boy must not be allowed to stay!
(End of this chapter)