Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1510 - 817: Alien Demon Mystery, Lifebound Magic Treasure First Forged (Part 2)

Zhao Yongxian let out another sigh, "Sigh, through all these years, the Water Mansion has been unlocked seven or eight times. Little did anyone imagine that this famed Water Mansion was truly the lair of a demon crab? By a rough tally, across more than two thousand years, at least close to ten thousand Foundation Establishment youngsters have lost their lives within the Water Mansion. How many fell to rivals and how many got devoured by the demon crab? Only the heavens could say."

"Sigh, should word of this get around, announcing that dozens of prestigious cultivation sects were toyed with by a Divinity Transformation demon crab for over two thousand years. Wouldn't that turn us into the ultimate laughingstock?"

"Don't fret, brother. Everyone aware of it has pledged a Tao oath. This disgrace won't slip out. Still, I'm concerned..." Zhao Sheng reassured, though toward the close of his statement, a thoughtful look crossed his features.

Noticing that, Zhao Yongxian inquired with curiosity, "Concerned about what?"

"Never mind, it's probably nothing. Perhaps I'm merely overanalyzing!" Zhao Sheng shook his head, keeping his suspicion hidden.

In truth, from the Water Mansion affair, he had deduced numerous details. The most terrifying idea was that the Water Mansion occurrence might not have been by chance, but rather a meticulously orchestrated, enduring massive scheme.

The one pulling the strings could be the Alien Demon Clan or some Great Ability from the Demon Clan.

Yet it seemed more probable that certain Great Abilities of the Demon Clan had secretly allied with the Alien Demon Clan long ago, considering there had already been seven or eight Golden Core Masters who turned into Fallen Demons earlier.

Besides, masking the "Water Mansion" to draw in Human Clan Cultivators as prey was hardly a scheme a Divinity Transformation crab demon could devise alone.

Zhao Sheng even pondered a chilling scenario: maybe the "crab demon" served only as a mere front on display.

Across over two thousand years, those Foundation Establishment cultivators who "perished in the Water Mansion" could have been covertly seized by the alien demons, then subjected to mind control and body possession, molded into spies, and ultimately planted across different areas of the Spirit Realm.

Should these notions prove correct, the Alien Demon Clan would have already established countless "Blessed Secret Realms" similar to the Water Mansion, quietly lying in wait for endless Human Clan cultivators to "tumble into the snare."

Having clashed frequently with the Alien Demon Clan in his previous existence, Zhao Sheng knew their sly and ruthless nature well, which allowed him to swiftly conceive of such possibilities.

That said, having just advanced to Golden Core lately, he lacked both the standing and the focus to involve himself in the ancient conflict between the Spirit Realm Human Clan and the Alien Demon Clan.

Maybe in the future, once he restored his former heights, he would possess the right to worry about the Human Clan's welfare in the Spirit Realm.

With that in mind, Zhao Sheng turned his palm, and right away, a small cyan lake crab the size of a hand materialized in his grasp.

The lake crab waved its claws wildly and thrashed about, trying to break free from the magical hold, yet a single finger easily kept it pinned.

Zhao Sheng sent a strand of Divine Sense to subtly scan the lake crab’s form, detecting a faint ripple of Divine Thought. Right then, the ripple surged and dipped sharply, vaguely conveying a sense of rage.

Boom!

He gave a faint smile, then tapped the crab’s shell with his finger, producing a sharp cracking noise at once.

Two months afterward, a Cloud Boat docked at Seven Stars Island, where agents from Wanyou Trading Company promptly handed over a Storage Bag filled with the item Zhao Sheng required.

Following their earlier deal, they claimed the initial set of refined Spirit Pills and departed Seven Stars Island on that very day.

...

Time slipped away swiftly, with the rice harvest coming thirteen times.

One certain day, inside a cavern far below Seven Stars Island, where the natural spiritual energy gathered thickly and could be seen as vast swaths of Clear Spirit Cloud Qi drifting overhead.

A three-tiered Magic Platform rose at the cavern's heart, each level etched with intricate Dao Patterns in abundance, and at every junction on the platform, a White Jade Spirit Pillar as thick as a leg stood, numbering thirty-six altogether.

Upon those spirit pillars, fist-sized Fire Lotuses hovered, each one strikingly real, displaying diverse hues, and shining with brilliant splendor.

Zhao Sheng sat in the lotus position at the Magic Platform's core, his hands shaping two unusual Dharma Seals, a subtle glow at his forehead, while a translucent pool floated before him, bearing a Five-Colored Dao Lotus at its middle.

At present, scores of bead-like Spirit Pills tumbled about in the translucent pool, cleansed by the Heavenly True Water inside, steadily shedding the final hint of Fire Qi.

After roughly four hours passed, a Fire Lotus streaked in red and green abruptly unfurled, with seven plump, scorching Spirit Pills whirling like seeds around it, bursting forth.

In the next instant, a massive five-colored hand materialized from nowhere, casually gathering every Spirit Pill, before releasing them into the pool's waters.

The waters in the pool stirred softly, the Spirit Pills dropped to the depths, then gradually circled the Five-Colored Dao Lotus, soon etched with rings of Elixir Patterns.

As moments ticked by, one Fire Lotus after the next blossomed, and the count of Spirit Pills at the pool's base steadily grew.

Half a month on, more than three hundred Spirit Pills had piled up on the pool floor, every one flawless and supreme, hitting the peak quality for Third-Order Spirit Pills.

The potency in each Spirit Pill remained utterly refined, bearing scarcely any pill toxicity.

Once every one of the thirty-six Fire Lotuses had flowered, Zhao Sheng at last lifted his gaze, his hands swiftly shifting through Dharma Seals, and he uttered softly, "Collect!"

The command barely escaped when the thirty-six Fire Lotuses lifted as one, rushing toward the Five-Colored Dao Lotus.

In a flash, the Fire Lotuses merged and then divided, morphing rapidly into five bunches of Heaven and Earth True Fire: red, cyan, red, black, white.

"The heavens and earth harbor five types of Qi, circulating into the Five Elements; the universe divides into five directions, each keeping its Tao for harmonizing truth... The central Houtu position, within the universe belong to Kun, nurtures all with immense virtue, boundlessly vast... Now keeping one to harmonize Tao, refining intent into truth..."

Zhao Sheng recited the incantation, his hands unleashing hundreds of rays of spirit light in an instant.

The spirit light shaped into volume upon volume of Tao True Text, descending onto the Five-Colored Dao Lotus, merging seamlessly within right away.