Cultivation is just so scientific! Chapter 1607 - 850: Interception

Time elapsed, with Li Shiming’s ’Phantom Clone’ continuing to attract at least one Great Cultivator visitor each day. The reason lay in his role as a mere ’Phantom Clone’, free from any worries about cultivation duties. Had it been his actual body, indulging in such time-wasting would have been utterly impossible.

Whenever Yin Shilan came back at regular intervals, she shared stories of her experiences, revealing how Luanyang Palace cherished her as a vital core cultivator in their ranks.

At last, following three full months, Yin Shilan obtained the inheritance meant for her.

Master Li had to remain at Luanyang Palace a bit longer, yet Yin Shilan grew impatient with waiting and so journeyed back to the Ten Thousand Beast Sect alongside Li Shiming.

While Luanyang Palace offered fine cultivation setups, returning to Li Shiming’s side and practicing within the Great Power Palace of the Heavenly Person Cave Mansion proved far better than anything there.

At Luanyang Palace, the setup involved granting access to a mansion in Luanyang Cave Heaven, complete with a Nascent Soul Mid-stage Spiritual Vein dedicated solely to feeding spiritual energy to Yin Shilan.

Though Luanyang Cave Heaven and Heavenly Person Cave Heaven ranked as equal grotto heavens, the resources in Luanyang Cave Heaven got divided among all of Luanyang Palace’s core cultivators, one of whom was a Great Power.

In contrast, just Li Shiming and Yin Shilan made use of Heavenly Person Cave Heaven, leading to noticeably superior cultivation environments.

Naturally, since Li Shiming missed out on the guidance from the ’Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Technique’, Yin Shilan had to seek advice from Luanyang Palace whenever issues arose.

Luckily, her master, Master Li, tended to stay put at the Ten Thousand Beast Sect on Dongqi Continent, allowing her to sort out any difficulties she faced.

High in the skies over Central State Continent sailed a green flying boat, emblazoned with Luanyang Palace’s emblem, causing every cultivator who spotted it to steer clear on purpose.

Li Shiming and Yin Shilan sat opposite each other, a tea set arranged before Yin Shilan, as Li Shiming merely observed. Even though the ’Phantom Clone’ mimicked a living being perfectly, it couldn’t consume food like an ordinary cultivator.

The flying boat moved at a leisurely pace. Without Master Li joining this trip, no hurry pressed upon them, and Li Shiming seized the moment to explore Central State Continent alongside Yin Shilan.

This served as a precious outing. For Yin Shilan, who rarely ventured beyond her usual confines, every sight struck her as fresh and wondrous.

Here, the advantages of his broad knowledge shone through. As the flying boat passed over notable spots, Li Shiming would narrate their ancient tales.

He had assumed that Luanyang Palace’s renowned status would ensure no cultivator disturbed his peaceful time with Yin Shilan.

However, problems arose anyway. Ahead of the flying boat, the presence of seven Great Cultivators emerged, and simultaneously, he detected a formation blocking the surrounding space.

"Lan’er, looks like we’ve got a little issue to deal with!" Li Shiming announced, his face turning a touch grave, while he signaled to Yin Shilan.

"Do I need to alert Luanyang Palace?" Yin Shilan inquired gently, showing little sign of panic.

This spot was Central State Continent; sending a distress call would mean that, even if Luanyang Palace couldn’t dispatch aid promptly, they’d rally strong cultivators from the vicinity to assist.

Her three months at Luanyang Palace had taught her the full extent of its formidable might.

Though Luanyang Palace shunned the spotlight and worldly gains, its hidden strengths surpassed what surface impressions suggested by a wide margin.

Beyond that, years of ties forged by its female cultivators spanned the Cultivation World, creating allies in nearly every influential group.

Such allied groups might offer scant aid against clashes with top-tier powers, but for minor disturbances, the resources Luanyang Palace could summon were impressive indeed.

"That won’t be necessary!" Li Shiming replied, shaking his head.

Should he fail to overcome these foes, only Peak Great Cultivators from Luanyang Palace would make a difference; anyone less wouldn’t suffice.

"Safeguard the mistress!" he commanded, summoning a late-stage Golden Corpse.

"Understood!" the late-stage Golden Corpse responded, offering a bow.

"Hang tight until I take care of them!" Li Shiming told Yin Shilan once more.

"Stay safe!" Yin Shilan urged, despite knowing this was merely Li Shiming’s ’Phantom Clone’ and not his true self.

With a grin and a nod, Li Shiming vaulted from the flying boat, and upon exiting, he flicked his hand to deploy several Fourth Grade Array Flags around it, trapping it securely inside.

A mere thought from him brought three late-stage Golden Corpses to his flank.

Once all preparations were set, he pivoted to confront the seven Great Cultivators standing before him.

These seven Great Cultivators facing him were all unfamiliar faces, none of whom he recognized.

From their auras, Li Shiming judged them as outsiders to superpowers or even major sects, likely a band of rogue Independent Cultivators.

Though their auras felt feeble, a savage edge clung to them; as Independent Cultivators, they lacked any discipline and probably survived by preying on others.

Curiosity stirred in Li Shiming; truly, an ambush by Great Cultivators from mighty superpowers wouldn’t surprise him one bit.

Deep-seated grudges tied him to numerous superpowers, impossible to simply erase.

Even though those superpowers now seemed eager to mend ties with the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, acting as if old grievances were forgotten.

Yet everything hinged on Li Shiming’s display of terrifying battle strength. His solo slaying of two Peak Great Cultivators and a Half-step Great Power forced these superpowers into reluctant concessions.

"What’s your identity, and why are you obstructing our path?" Li Shiming held back from striking first, instead calling out his question.