Infiltrating the world of cultivation

"Crack!"

The campfire burned, sparks flying everywhere.

The dim, yellow flames flickered and rose, casting swaying shadows on the ground. Inside the Black Mountain Temple, the lights were bright.

Instead of sitting cross-legged in meditation, Wang Chao lay down directly, just like the other innate masters.

Firstly, everyone assumed he was a martial artist, and if he meditated, it would only cause trouble and bring displeasure.

Secondly, he felt that something was off about this Black Mountain Temple, so it wouldn't hurt to keep a low profile.

The location that Wang Chao chose was also very carefully considered. First of all, he avoided the position directly opposite the gate, but it was not far from the gate, only separated by one person.

In this way, even if there is a surprise attack, the first person to rush forward will not be yourself, and there is only one person in between, so even if you want to escape, that person will not be an obstacle.

Afterwards, the dynasty deliberately avoided the statue. Something was definitely amiss, and the necessary vigilance had to be maintained.

It has to be said that, following Sun Juan and Shi Wen, these two top assassins, Wang Chao was also subtly influenced and learned a lot of experience.

On a mountain night, a cool breeze blew in. The gate of Black Mountain Temple was somewhat damaged, and the mountain wind howled through the cracks, creating a sharp and piercing sound.

This sound was extremely unsettling, like the howling of a demon, as if it had suffered a great injustice, sending chills down the spine and making one's hair stand on end.

call!

Wang Chao felt a cold wind brushing against his face; it was a chill that penetrated to the bone, as if it could freeze his soul.

Within the dynasty's body, the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and the Five Elements Manual were operating simultaneously, and only then did the chill gradually dissipate.

Suddenly, Wang Chao opened his eyes. Something was wrong! It was too quiet!

"Whoosh—snort!"

There was a master of innate skill, and the sound of snoring could be heard.

Although innate masters are just mortals, they still have very strong control over their bodies and can snore, which is a sign that they sleep very soundly.

Wang Chao turned his spiritual sense towards the cultivators and found that their eyes were closed and their breathing was even, as if they were asleep.

What exactly happened? Why are all those cultivators like they're asleep? Even that Lingguang Shangren, who has the cultivation of the third stage of Qi Refining, is now like a fast asleep, completely motionless.

"flap!"

Wang Chao felt something wriggling in his arms. Little Gray popped its head out, its two big eyes darting around.

"do not move!"

Without making a sound, Wang Chao pressed Little Grey's head back down. Clearly, everyone had fallen into a trap without realizing it, and even Lingguang Shangren, who was at the third stage of Qi Refining, had no resistance whatsoever.

Little Grey is at the sixth stage of Qi Refining, and Dynasty, in a sense, can also be considered at the sixth stage of Qi Refining. Therefore, the resistance of the human and the wolf may be stronger.

Before they even discovered who the enemy was, a whole group of them had already fallen. The enemy was clearly hostile!

"So many cultivators have come this time. Grandma will be happy again. It seems that the mountain villager we released a few days ago was a long-term plan to catch a big fish."

Outside Black Mountain Temple, a woman's voice drifted out, clear and melodious, with a hint of etherealness, like a lament, like the chilling wind from a deep abyss, sending shivers down one's spine.

"Sisters, leave the goatee to Grandma, and we'll enjoy the rest."

This is yet another voice. It seems there's more than one enemy! Where did so many women come from in this deep mountain forest?

It is obvious that the strange coma of everyone was caused by these women.

Fearing that he would be discovered, Wang Chao did not use his spiritual sense. Instead, he narrowed his eyes into slits and pretended to be asleep to show weakness.

Then, a bizarre scene unfolded: three stunningly beautiful women gracefully swept past him, their movements incredibly nimble.

Like a balloon, it flies away at the slightest touch.

rustle!

Those graceful women actually began to wipe the statue.

Wang Chao was horrified to see that the women's bodies were sometimes solid and sometimes illusory. Were they ghosts?

There is an ancient temple in Heishan, where three ghosts are seen rubbing a deity statue, which is considered an ominous sign.

He knew that the Qin Dynasty was full of ghosts, but he never expected that he would encounter one today.

Wang Chao first came into contact with ghosts at the Nanshan Spirit Mine, when the demonic cultivator used the Ghost King Banner. If it weren't for the laser gun's ability to subdue ghosts, he would probably be in grave danger.

Ordinary physical attacks shouldn't have much effect on these ghosts. Wang Chao checked and there were three ghosts.

His chances of success should be very high, but it's unclear whether these ghosts have any other tricks up their sleeves.

"Ling'er, why aren't you bringing the offerings to your grandmother?"

A thick, rough voice, like that of a night owl, came from the statue.

"Crack!"

The wooden statue burst open from the middle, and countless branches shot out from it, transforming into a small tree in the blink of an eye.

The shape of this small tree, like that statue, is somewhat eerie. The left half is fiery red like flames, and the leaves on the branches are breathtakingly red. The veins on the leaves are like blood vessels, boldly displayed.

The right half, however, presents a pale blue color like ice, with each leaf as exquisite and elegant as an ice sculpture, as if it were the most elegant and sacred thing in the world.

Wang Chao held his breath, not daring to even breathe loudly, because the strange tree was releasing spiritual energy, and its aura was extremely terrifying.

It's likely that even the indulging in debauchery like Lady Willow Eyebrows wouldn't be a match for it; this strange tree might very well possess the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment stage.

Wang Chao smiled bitterly to himself. He was living worse than a tree. He probably wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

"call out!"

The ghost named Ling'er led Lingguang Shangren's body directly to that strange tree.

Wang Chao was still somewhat shaken. Luckily, he hadn't tried to show off or act as the eldest brother; otherwise, he would have been the one sent over right now.

This ghost named Ling'er possesses the strength of the sixth stage of Qi Refining. Wang Chao felt that things were getting a bit tricky.

Before Ling'er made her move, Wang Chao thought they were just a few ordinary ghosts, and no matter how powerful they were, they couldn't possibly be more powerful than him.

But now it seems that, let alone that strange tree in the Foundation Establishment stage, he can't even handle these three ghosts.

His sword control technique is unreliable; if it fails at a crucial moment, he might not even know how he died.

Who said that there are no beings above the Qi Refining stage in the mortal world? This strange tree is a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

Of course, it's also possible that it can't move and can only stay here.

Lingguang Shangren was brought to the strange tree, and what happened next almost made Wang Chao shout out loud!

Swish!

The strange tree, its branches and leaves on both sides, swept over in an instant as if by an explosion; the movement was too fast.

Before the dynasty could even see what was happening, it saw the head of the Spirit Light Master being swallowed by that strange tree.

That's right, it was swallowed!

Crunch.

As if chewing on cartilage, a crunching sound emanated from within the tree trunk as it moved, like a symphony of death, each note sounding like a death knell.

puff!

At the severed neck of the Venerable Lingguang, a large amount of blood splattered like a fountain. The three ghosts seemed to be enjoying the baptism of blood as if taking a bath, emitting silvery laughter that was both melodious and terrifying, intertwining with the thoughts of the dynasty.

pat!

Blood splattered on Wang Chao's face, sliding down his cheekbones, tickling him, but Wang Chao didn't dare to move.

The little gray cat in my arms also realized that something was wrong, and curled up into a ball without moving, behaving as obediently as could be.

Swish!

The strange tree swayed its branches again and swallowed Lingguang Shangren whole in one gulp.

Crunch!

Listening to the eerie tree and the crisp chewing sound, Wang Chao felt that this was a kind of torment.

Swish!

The branches swayed again. This time, the strange tree seemed to have gained some strength and could extend its branches on its own without any assistance.

rustle!

The branches stretched out, actually heading in the direction of the dynasty, and the dynasty's heart jumped to its throat.

Is this some kind of cruel joke? The dynasty was already prepared to abruptly flee. They couldn't win by fighting, so they had to take a surprise attack and suddenly jump up and run away.

At this moment, the dynasty was filled with remorse. "Serves you right for meddling in other people's business!" it thought. "What a cycle of cause and effect! Now look what's happened! You've brought this upon yourself!"

After experiencing so much, why haven't you learned your lesson? Besides, you already sensed something was wrong when you entered Black Mountain Temple. Why didn't you run away decisively then?

The dynasty, wise after the event, realized the truth too late and secretly vowed that if he survived this ordeal, he would live by the motto "every man for himself" and would cut off any hand he meddle in if he ever interfered in other people's business again.

rustle!

Closer! Through his slits, Wang Chao could clearly see wisps of white mist swirling around the pale blue, crystalline leaves, creating a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

It was an illusion! Wang Chao suddenly realized, but it was too late! The branches shot out suddenly, leaving him no time to react!

call out!

A figure was carried into the air by a pale blue branch. Wang Chao realized that it wasn't himself! It was the person leaning against the door.

Wang Chao felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. He had been so nervous just now that he almost jumped up.

If it weren't for those pale blue leaves, which have a hallucinatory effect, the dynasty would probably still be standing right now, which would be quite embarrassing.

They never intended to eat you, but you walked right into their trap, insisting on jumping out to your death. So you can't blame anyone else.

Wang Chao felt that this was the most exciting game he had ever played, and his heart was in his throat.

It was only because this strange tree was careless and didn't pay attention to everyone that it could have discovered with a scan of its spiritual sense that Wang Chao was faking unconsciousness and could have also found out Little Grey.

The first one to get a headshot wasn't Lingguang Shangren; it was definitely one of him or Xiao Huihui.

Click!

Wang Chao saw that the strange tree did not start from the top, but from the man's right hand.

Immediately, Wang Chao realized that this person was the one who had touched the statue earlier, and the hand that touched the statue was his right hand!

It seems this strange tree holds a grudge.

This time, Wang Chao felt even more bitter; now, he probably couldn't escape.

At this moment, Wang Chao was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. It would be better if he had also fainted and knew nothing.

But now, he knows everything, yet he pretends not to know, just like a normal person who is put in a mental hospital and treated as a mental patient.

He's clearly a normal person, but he's treated like a mental patient, and he's constantly fighting with a bunch of guys who're supposed to be saving the world with spoons. It's no wonder he's going crazy.

At this moment, the dynasty felt as if each day was an eternity, every second was agonizing.