I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 555 Rumors of the Taotie’s Essence Blood
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Chapter 555 Rumors of the Taotie's Essence Blood
Hiss...
The onlookers couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, their faces filled with shock at the sight before them.
"The Demon-Slaying Heavenly Saber truly lives up to his name as the final disciple of the Great Sage of Heaven and Earth. He is genuinely peerless within the same cultivation realm."
"It’s true. Every vice commander of the Black Dragon Army is considered a top-tier expert, yet not one could survive a single strike from him. It appears that unless a Great Sage personally intervenes, he is without equal."
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Wang Baole remained stoic despite the chatter surrounding him. He slowly shifted his attention toward the disciple representing the Northern Abyss Sacred Dynasty.
"Are you looking to avenge him?"
Paralyzed by terror, the disciple of the Northern Abyss Sacred Dynasty was too frightened to even think of running, let alone engaging Wang Baole in combat. He stammered out, "No... I wouldn't dare."
With a faint smile, Wang Baole replied, "Then vanish. Make sure you maintain a wide distance from me whenever our paths cross in the future."
"Understood."
Immediately after answering, the disciple turned on his heel and fled in a panic.
He stumbled over an obstacle and slammed face-first into the dirt.
Refusing to even glance back, he scrambled to his feet and sprinted headlong into the thicket of the forest.
Wang Baole did not bother to chase the man, choosing instead to gather the loot dropped by the seventh vice commander.
As he prepared to speak, he noticed something strange: the earth was slowly pulling the seventh vice commander's corpse beneath the surface.
This eerie phenomenon caused Wang Baole to frown instinctively.
Every action he took was being scrutinized by the surrounding crowd.
Unsure of what Wang Baole was thinking, the others instinctively backed away to maintain their safety.
Suddenly, Wang Baole commanded: "Halt."
The word made everyone freeze in their tracks. Trembling, they turned back toward him with forced, sycophantic smiles.
One of the Elders inquired nervously, "Might I ask what matter requires our attention, Heavenly Saber Daoist Friend?"
Wang Baole gestured toward the sinking remains of the seventh vice commander and asked, "Can anyone explain what is happening here?"
Relieved by the simple question, the Elder explained, "To be honest, Daoist Friend, legends say that when the Demon Saint Taotie perished, his divine soul fused with the entirety of Northern Jade Mountain.
Because of this, the mountain itself possesses the devouring nature of the Taotie. Any inanimate objects capable of being absorbed are consumed by the land."
"I see."
Wang Baole whispered to himself, "This suggests that the Demon Saint Taotie hasn't truly met his end."
The Elder gave a small nod. "One could interpret it that way, though no one can say when the Demon Saint might fully wake. However, it is said that if one earns his favor, they can receive a single drop of Taotie's essence blood and master the devouring divine ability."
Wang Baole’s eyes sharpened at those words. While others might view the essence blood merely as a tool for learning techniques, it held a far greater significance for him.
Since he already possessed the Taotie body, obtaining that drop of essence blood would likely allow him to grasp the fundamental essence of the Great Dao.
His journey to Northern Jade Mountain was proving to be highly beneficial.
Settling his thoughts, he dismissed the crowd with a wave of his hand. "You are free to go."
Whew...
A collective sigh of relief swept through the group as they offered their salutations and hurried away.
After a moment of reflection, Wang Baole decided his priority was to find his two wives.
Even though communication talismans were useless within these mountains, he trusted that their spiritual bond would guide him to them.
He began navigating the dense woods, and it wasn't long before he stumbled upon a flesh ganoderma and a thousand-year blood ginseng.
Both herbs had already manifested spiritual intelligence, marking them as exceptionally rare natural treasures.
By the following day, Wang Baole finally located Nangong Yu and Wang Yufei.
Seeing them safe and sound, he felt a weight lift from his chest. "Yu'er, Yufei, are you both unharmed?" he asked with genuine concern.
"We are fine," they replied together.
"Husband, what is our next destination?" Nangong Yu questioned.
Wang Baole stated, "We will head toward the heart of Northern Jade Mountain to compete for the Taotie's essence blood."
"Understood."
With that, the two women followed behind Wang Baole as they pushed deeper into the range.
As the group traveled further in, they began to encounter more of their peers.
Within a single day, over ten disciples from the Wendao Academy had rallied around Wang Baole.
Their journey also yielded several significant finds along the path.
As evening approached, the party established a camp on a small elevation.
Wang Yufei and Nangong Yu went to a nearby stream to collect water for the group.
Though their Cultivation meant they didn't need food to survive, having a master chef like Wang Baole meant they never skipped the ritual of a fine meal.
Just as they finished their task and prepared to head back, their path was obstructed by several arrogant, beautiful women.
Nangong Yu’s hand instinctively moved toward her magic weapon as she assessed the strangers.
The woman in red leading the group focused her gaze on Wang Yufei. "Daoist Friend, this Immortal Maiden notes your remarkable bone structure. Would you be interested in joining our Heartless Palace?"
Wang Yufei didn't hesitate to decline. "I appreciate the offer, but I am a married woman and have no interest in your sect."
Rather than taking offense, the woman in red smiled. "Daoist Friend, you might wear the hairpin of a wife, but your pure yin body remains untouched. It seems your husband lacks true affection for you. Why stay? Joining the Heartless Palace would save you the pain of having to forget him later."
Nangong Yu remained silent, merely glancing at Wang Yufei.
They had become as close as sisters, and while she valued their bond, she wouldn't force Wang Yufei to stay if she truly wished to leave.
Wang Yufei replied firmly, "Senior Sister, your Palace may be prestigious, but I have no desire to abandon love. My husband and I have refrained from the rites of Duke Zhou not for a lack of love, but because he wishes for me to maintain my pure yin body to reach greater heights in Cultivation. Please do not bring this up again."
These words sparked fury in a girl wearing a green skirt standing behind the leader.
"You ungrateful brat!" she snapped. "You should consider it a blessing that Senior Aunt Hong has taken an interest in you. She is a Nirvana Realm Elder of our Heartless Palace. Someone of your status would normally never dream of receiving guidance from a Nirvana Realm master."
"Hmph!"
Nangong Yu let out a sharp, cold snort. "You certainly talk big. Within our Wendao Academy, we have Half-Sages and Saints, let alone Nirvana Realm cultivators. Don't assume you are the only ones from a Holy Land. If it comes to a fight, we aren't afraid of you."
The expressions of the Heartless Palace members shifted instantly. They hadn't expected two girls fetching water to be disciples of a rival Holy Land.
Elder Hong spoke up calmly, "So you are from the Wendao Academy. We were mistaken. Farewell."
"Hold on."
Nangong Yu’s voice halted them in their tracks.
"Is there something else?" Elder Hong asked, her brow furrowing slightly.
Nangong Yu said sternly, "That girl in green just insulted my sister. You didn't think you could just walk away without an apology, did you?"