Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

On a bustling street, a shopkeeper selling exquisite hairpins slowly emerged from his shop. His face was grave, his eyes revealing a hint of regret and astonishment. Addressing the curious onlookers, he said, “Alas, I was right there! I saw everything clearly. That gentleman walked into my shop and immediately took a liking to an exquisitely crafted hairpin. He happily reached for his purse to pay, but who could have imagined that this simple act would attract the attention of two unscrupulous individuals? The two thieves furtively eyed his purse, and when he wasn't looking, they lunged forward to snatch it. However, the gentleman reacted quickly, immediately noticing the thieves' actions and grabbing them tightly. Now, seeing no escape, the thieves, in desperation, suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger and stabbed him several times. Finally, the two despicable thieves escaped in the chaos…”

Upon hearing this, someone in the crowd couldn't help but voice a doubt: "Is what you're saying true or false? Are you just making it up?"

The boss quickly waved his hand and explained, "It's absolutely true! Many people present witnessed the whole process. If you don't believe me, you can ask anyone!"

At this moment, Wu Feilong, who had been standing silently to the side, picked up the sect leader's body with a face full of grief, and said to his senior sister beside him in a slightly trembling voice, "Senior sister, let's go back." He never expected that today's trip would turn out to be so tragic. His once kind and amiable master, who was also highly skilled in martial arts, had now left this world in such a miserable way.

Afterwards, with heavy hearts, everyone held a solemn funeral for He Wei. Wu Feilong stared blankly at his master's coffin, his heart filled with endless sorrow and self-reproach. He simply couldn't accept this cruel fact—that his beloved master had died so inexplicably.

From that day on, everyone became extra cautious. Whenever He Ying and her companions needed to go out, Wu Feilong and Sun Wang would follow closely behind, acting as loyal bodyguards. They remained vigilant at all times, not daring to relax their guard in the slightest, lest any more unfortunate accidents befall those around them.

Whenever he had a spare moment, Wu Feilong eagerly continued to peruse the vast collection of texts belonging to the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Refinements. He meticulously perused these books, hoping to glean valuable methods and hidden information to enhance his own strength. Then one day, as his gaze casually swept over one of the volumes, his eyes suddenly lit up—he had discovered detailed records about the Heavenly Dao Golden Elixir!

According to the records, this Heavenly Dao Golden Core is considered the most powerful Golden Core in the world. It is important to understand that the Golden Core is the crucial foundation for cultivators to enter the path of divinity, and the more solid and firm the foundation, the greater the power one will possess after becoming a god. Normally, those with Yin and Yang spiritual roots undergo the same tribulation during their Golden Core transformation as ordinary cultivators, ultimately condensing a Golden Core of a single attribute. However, if one can cultivate the mysterious and unpredictable "Nine Revolutions Heart-Shattering Palm" and experience nine consecutive cycles of core-shattering, then each time the core shatters, the subsequent Golden Core will be more powerful than the previous one. Only after undergoing nine core-shattering cycles, and then at the place where Yin and Yang intersect, can one successfully form this Heavenly Dao Golden Core.

However, cultivating the Nine Revolutions Heart-Shattering Palm is no easy task; the process is fraught with extreme danger. Each time a cultivator performs a core-shattering operation, their cultivation level will plummet to the first level of Foundation Establishment. This will significantly weaken their strength, placing them at a severe disadvantage when facing various potential crises.

At this moment, Wu Feilong was caught in a deep internal struggle. On one hand, the allure of the Heavenly Dao Golden Core was too great; if he could cultivate such a peerless golden core, his path to godhood would be bright and clear. On the other hand, he was genuinely worried that if he started cultivating the Nine Revolutions Heart-Shattering Palm, his cultivation level would drop, and if he encountered a powerful enemy or other unforeseen circumstances, his current weak strength would likely be insufficient to effectively protect his senior sister and the others.

After numerous exchanges of letters with Mu Yao, Wu Feilong finally made a difficult decision. Ultimately, he resolved to lead everyone on a journey to Mu Chuntang. After all, there they might find a relatively safe and reliable place of refuge.

One day, just as everyone was sitting together enjoying lunch, Wu Feilong put down his chopsticks and solemnly said, "Master's wife, Mother, please pack your belongings as soon as possible, as we will be setting off for Muchuntang shortly."

Upon hearing the name "Muchuntang," He Ying instantly pictured Mu Yao's beautiful face, and a surge of intense jealousy welled up inside her, as if countless tiny insects were gnawing at her. She angrily put down her chopsticks, pouted, and said resolutely, "No way! We're perfectly fine here, why do we have to go to that place?"

Sitting to the side, Wu Feilong frowned and explained with a serious expression, "It's not safe here after all; danger could happen at any moment." However, He Ying wouldn't listen at all. She snorted coldly, crossed her arms, glared at him, and said irritably, "Hmph, I bet you have ulterior motives. You're probably thinking of sneaking off to meet that Miss Mu!"

At this moment, Long Jing, who had been silent all along, reached out and gently pulled He Ying's arm, earnestly advising, "Girl, don't be so willful. It's a blessing that Mu Chuntang is willing to take us in. Hurry up and pack your things, let's get ready to leave." Although He Ying was unwilling, seeing her mother's determined eyes, she could only pout and agree.

The family of three quickly packed their luggage and went to the market to buy two brand-new carriages. With everything ready, they set off for Muchuntang. The journey was incredibly arduous, requiring them to traverse rolling mountains and cross swift rivers. After several days of travel, they finally arrived at a place called Happiness Inn. Night had already fallen, and it was pitch black all around. Left with no other choice, they decided to spend the night there.