Becoming a succubus tentacle monster in the world of cultivation

Time passed slowly, and it had been three months since Geng Ling came to the He family.

Perhaps because Qingqing was by his side, he would occasionally wake up for a while. In the past three months, Geng Ling used the few moments of clarity to set up a combined formation that focused on killing.

There are only twelve combined cultivators in the Fusang Realm, but it is unknown whether there is Old Coin Geng Ling, or even whether there is a Mahayana cultivator behind the scenes.

Geng Ling woke up again. This time, Geng Ling did not set up the formation again, but went to find the ancestor of the He family. He wanted to ask something.

"Young friend Geng Ling!" Before Geng Ling could find someone to inform, the ancestor of the He family appeared in front of him.

Geng Ling bowed and said, "Senior, this is the formation I set up while I was awake in the past few months. Please accept it. I came here to ask you something."

The He family ancestor accepted the formation and said respectfully, "Young friend, please speak."

"That palm print... shattered the Qiankun Realm?"

"Ah... yes, all the spirits that should have been annihilated must have been protected by the mighty power of the Heavenly Dao, which is why they didn't all perish. This fragment of the Qiankun Realm where you and I are has been drifting in the starry sky for ten years, and only landed in the Fusang Realm twenty years ago. Back then, it was also protected by a mighty power, so we landed safely."

"Where is my master?" Geng Ling asked again.

"Wang Changsheng... was hit by that palm print..." The He family ancestor did not say the whole story, but everyone knew what it meant.

Geng Ling remained silent. She had guessed it long ago, but just didn't want to face it. Sadness surged into her heart like a tide.

The extreme sadness made Geng Ling extremely clear-headed, and she asked one last question:

"Are the Universal Monks not coming to support us because of some kind of suppression? It's just like how the calamity creatures are suppressed and can only appear around the Qiankun Realm."

Upon hearing this, the He family ancestor was furious, and his aura instantly became violent: "No, they can come to support us at any time, but they are hiding in the back because they are afraid of death!"

"If it were just that, it would be fine! These beasts knew that we fought to the death for the universe, yet they still coveted Qingqing's skills and attacked the He family, without caring about our achievements at all!"

Geng Ling's sadness was replaced by anger, and the intense rage almost burned her to death. All the ancient stars with life in the universe owed them a grudge.

He squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "They... deserve to die!!"

He raised his head and looked directly at the He family ancestor: "Senior! I want them dead!"

"I want, too."

The He family's ancestor would naturally not give up if given the chance, but he is the only one left in the He family, and it is impossible for him to fight against the entire Fuso world.

But it’s different now. With Geng Ling here, even though he’s only awake occasionally, as long as he has a dozen or so combined formations, he can still sweep across the Fuso world.

"Senior, I will go back first. I will set up the formation as soon as possible."

"Yes." The He family's ancestor walked Geng Ling a few steps forward respectfully.

Geng Ling returned to the attic, her heart alternating between anger and sadness, and the huge emotional reaction almost overwhelmed her.

Continuing to set up the formation, Geng Ling asked the He family's ancestor for a lot of materials three months ago, and they are still being delivered one after another.

Qingqing was cultivating in the secret room below the attic. She had already reached the fourth level of the Refining Void Realm, while He Qing was at the seventh level. Geng Ling's main body was still at the second level of the Refining Void Realm, while his clone was at the ninth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

Geng Ling's dual bodies are sometimes healthy and sometimes crazy, which greatly affects the progress of Geng Ling's formation. If they can wake up for ten days or half a month, she can sweep across the Fusang world in such a short time. Even if there is a Mahayana in the Fusang world, Geng Ling is confident that he will be wiped out.

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"Tell me, what should we do next?"

"What can I do? I can live if I want to, but I can't die."

"What the hell! Aren't you just relying on the fact that you're a casual cultivator and can run away at any time?" someone jumped up and down.

These were the combined cultivators who besieged the He family three months ago, and now there are only five left.

"Heh, you act like you're so righteous! Haven't you divided up the power of those four unlucky guys in the past three months?" The scattered cultivators combined and continued to taunt:

"You didn't leave any alive?"

"you!"

"What do you mean by 'I'? Why don't you just give up your power and become a casual cultivator like me?"

The four of them were silent. This was a solution, and they all knew it, but who would really be willing to give up all their power and resources? If they had the courage, they would not have gathered here today.

The casual cultivator immediately stood up and walked out, mockingly saying, "You want this, and more. Hahahaha, this is hilarious."

"Where are you going?" someone stopped him.

"Run away! Where else can we go? Are we going to confront that family from Feixian Star?"

"You can't go!"

"What? You want to fight with me!?" The aura of the middle stage of fusion slowly leaked out from the casual cultivator.

The people who stopped him also began to release their aura.

The combined group of scattered cultivators spoke coldly:

"If you guys want to attack me, I'm certainly no match for you. But I was able to cultivate to the middle stage of the fusion stage as a casual cultivator, and I'm sure you can guess my ability to escape. If anyone dares to attack me today, don't blame me for kicking you when you're down!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the breath of the cultivator in the combined state who was stopping him stagnated. If the independent cultivator in front of them really tried to escape with all his strength, the four of them might not be able to stop him.

Seeing the atmosphere ease slightly, the wandering cultivator immediately put on a smile: "It's not that I don't want to stand with you all, it's just that I don't see any hope of winning. If there is hope, I would also like to fight. The He family's eldest daughter's skills are indeed tempting, but we are all powerless, right?"

"You can see that the crazy woman didn't chase us because she was afraid of going crazy again. Otherwise, we would have died there long ago."

Everyone was silent. They could all see Geng Ling's strength. He could kill a cultivator in the fusion stage in just a few moves. This kind of combat power was really terrifying.

Finally someone spoke up: "There is still hope..."

Everyone looked at him, and the man continued, "My master is still alive. When he wakes up, he will definitely be able to defeat the He family."

"What!?"

Everyone was shocked, and immediately started to think about it.

If there really are forces or Mahayana cultivators among them, then they should consider whether to unite and fight against them.

Otherwise, even if they really destroyed the He family, they would not gain any benefits and might even be robbed by their own gangs.

It was laughable to see the independent cultivators joining together. Even at this time they were still fighting among themselves. Instead of thinking about solving the problems at hand, they started to think about the future.

But as he thought about it, he couldn't laugh anymore, because he thought about why he didn't go to help Qiankun Realm. Wasn't he thinking the same thing at that time?

"Don't worry, our ancestor won't threaten you. He only has a few strikes left, and he definitely won't use them on you."

Everyone believed what he said. If he was really a Mahayana cultivator in his prime, how could he be willing to flatter them? He would have destroyed them all long ago.

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