Infiltrating the world of cultivation

"I don't belong to any sect."

Wang Chao seemed somewhat dazed, but he answered the middle-aged man's questions honestly.

Who is your teacher?

The middle-aged man frowned slightly. Could he be a rogue cultivator?

I have no teacher.

Wang Chao's voice was somewhat wooden, uttering each word slowly and deliberately.

"Where did you come from? What are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man frowned. If he didn't know that Wang Chao had fallen under his illusion, he would have thought that Wang Chao was playing a trick on him.

"From the earth—ah!"

The chaotic and confused dynasty suddenly let out a cry of pain, and its bewildered face instantly turned ferocious.

The middle-aged man, seeing Wang Chao's terrifyingly ferocious expression and the glint in his eyes, looked somewhat surprised and uncertain.

How could a mere Qi Refining Stage 2 novice resist his illusions? The middle-aged man increased the intensity of the hypnosis, but as the intensity increased, he felt that his control over the dynasty was weakening.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and used his illusion technique with all his might. He refused to believe that a cultivator at the fourth stage of Qi Refining could not hypnotize a novice at the second stage of Qi Refining who had no master.

hum!

The nine-story ancient pagoda floated within the sea of ​​consciousness, with a halo emanating from within it.

"what!"

The middle-aged man screamed in terror, clutching his forehead with both hands, and squatted down on the ground in agony.

His expression was as if he had suffered a great shock, ferocious and distorted.

Wang Chao's eyes gradually regained their clarity.

Seeing the middle-aged man crouching on the ground, screaming in pain, Wang Chao was momentarily dazed. He didn't understand what had happened.

Then he saw the human skin on the table, and the middle-aged man's clothes were exactly the same as Yue Ru's. Wang Chao's expression was strange.

Unexpectedly, the top courtesan of Chunwan Pavilion was actually a middle-aged man. What kind of life do those who spend a lot of money for a night of passion lead?

Thinking of those indescribable scenes, Wang Chao found it hard to imagine.

Clearly, this middle-aged man was also a cultivator, but it was unclear what he was doing in this mortal realm.

This middle-aged man's illusion magic skills must have been extremely impressive, but it's unclear what happened that caused him to suffer a backlash.

The middle-aged man was curled up on the ground, looking dejected, as if he had suffered a serious injury. He who kills will be killed in return.

Wang Chao's eyes turned cold. If this middle-aged man hadn't suffered a backlash, he would probably be lying on the ground, howling in pain right now.

bass!

Wang Chao brandished his sword, intending to kill the middle-aged man.

clang!

The middle-aged man was severely injured. Unexpectedly, even with serious injuries, he was able to withstand Wang Chao's sword. His strength at the fourth stage of Qi Refining was indeed terrifying.

Swish!

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chao went all out, swinging his sword several times. The middle-aged man was severely injured and had no power to resist. He was killed by Wang Chao with resentment in his heart.

He probably never dreamed that a cultivator at the fourth stage of Qi Refining would be killed by a novice at the second stage of Qi Refining.

Wang Chao groped around on the middle-aged man's body and found a Qiankun bag on his lower back.

The flamethrower was broken, and the fireball spell was too powerful, so the dynasty did not dispose of the corpse.

Wang Chao opened the oil-paper window on the second floor and quickly fled the place. He had promised not to cause trouble, but these monsters were determined to kill him.

In the evening, everyone gathered at an inn, where Wang Chao announced that they would head north to the capital the next day.

“Immortal Wang, I heard from the streets today that the Wei Kingdom is in great turmoil, especially the capital. Eight princes are vying for the throne, and if we are not careful, we will be caught in the vortex.”

Li Zheng was somewhat puzzled. Although everyone was highly skilled and daring, they still knew the basic principles of seeking advantage and avoiding harm.

The capital is already in complete chaos, why bother going there to wade into this mess?

"To be honest, I intend to go north to assist the Eighth Prince in ascending the throne."

After he ascends the throne, he can assist me in finding a cultivation sect and learning immortal techniques.

Wang Chao didn't beat around the bush and directly stated his intentions. Seeing that Wang Chao was so frank, no one said anything more.

"Don't worry, although you are all innate martial artists, your lifespan is limited. I dare not say that I will be granted a title or a high-ranking position if I assist the Eighth Prince in ascending the throne, but I can certainly grant him a hereditary territory."

Do you all not wish to bring blessings upon your descendants and prosperity to your children and grandchildren?

Taking advantage of the momentum, the dynasty made many empty promises.

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed that it made sense, and with their combined strength, they could certainly carve out their own territory.

But what about their descendants? Without the miraculous elixir of spiritual nourishment, can they still reach the Innate Realm? And who will guarantee their safety?

This is essentially an investment, a risk-free and highly profitable business, so it's quite worthwhile.

Everyone expressed their willingness to follow the dynasty north tomorrow, believing that fortune and wealth lie in danger. Moreover, they were all innate masters, so as long as they did not encounter an army of tens of thousands, they did not need to worry about their safety.

After dismissing everyone, Wang Chao returned to his room alone and began to review his recent gains.

First, there were the three Qiankun bags given by Black Tiger, each about twenty cubic meters in size. Judging from the items inside, they should belong to disciples of the Qinghui Sword Sect.

These are all everyday items. It seems that the outer disciples of the Qinghui Sword Sect, despite their impressive-sounding titles, are actually all penniless.

Actually, the dynasty wronged them. As outer disciples of the Qinghui Sword Sect, they were not actually that poor. There was a reason why their Qiankun bags looked so empty.

In the cultivation world, competition is extremely fierce. If there are any resources, the first thought is not how to save them, but how to use them immediately.

Cultivators like to invest in themselves, because only by becoming strong can they gain other benefits.

This concept is exactly the opposite of that in China, where people with money often don't go to the gym or buy skincare products; instead, they buy a house or a car first.

Different social structures lead to different ideas and concepts. In the cultivation world, there may be a lack of everything except land.

Legend has it that a small island could have the size of a planet, Earth. Would it ever lack land? You could build a Forbidden City and nobody would care, let alone a villa.

The items were all the same: the "Qinghui Yiqi Jue" (a set of magical texts), Five Elements spells and talismans, spirit stones, spirit-nourishing pills, and low-grade magical artifacts and flying swords. There were nothing new or interesting.

Wang Chao then took out the Qiankun bag of Chunwanlou's top courtesan. It was even poorer than the three disciples of Qinghui Sword Sect. Besides spirit stones and pills, it also contained a secret technique, "Clavicle Disguise Technique".

Wang Chao knew from the rustic writing that this must be another fusion of cultivation techniques and martial arts secrets.

That's why I say the people here are all geniuses. Without cell phones, they can only think about things randomly every day, and that's how they came up with this secret technique.

The middle-aged man who transformed into a woman was truly stunning. I wonder how his breasts got so big, and where was his penis? Could it have shrunk back into his abdomen?

Wang Chao felt a chill and finally decided that he should just learn how to disguise his face, and not mess with the rest of his body. If something went wrong, it would be a lifelong matter!