CHAPTER 537: CHAPTER 528 LINGLONG TRUE MONARCH

In the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

In Qi Country, Lu Xuanji familiarized himself with the culture, customs, and colloquialisms here, among other things. With just a slight disguise, he could completely become a native of Qi Country.

During conversations, he seemed similar to the locals, without any noticeable difference.

Even upon close observation, one would not discern the appearance of an outsider.

Qi Country might scam outsiders, but it doesn’t scam its locals. Thus, after such a disguise, he was relatively safer.

He also investigated the terrain of Chu Country and analyzed the personalities and behaviors of Nascent Soul True Monarchs and Divinity Transformation Celestial Venerables, among others, creating data profiles and setting numerous contingency plans.

For instance, what to do during a Divinity Transformation pursuit and how to ensure one’s survival;

Or, if trapped in a grand array, how to break free and escape danger.

Or, if faced with an ambush by eight Half-Step Divinity Transformation adversaries, how to avoid danger.

Or, how to respond after offending a second-generation cultivator.

Lu Xuanji also designed over a dozen escape routes, among other things.

All to be prepared and worry-free.

In one’s lifetime, life is a one-time chance, everything can be gambled on, but never life itself. Without several fallback plans, how could one remain secure?

...

Two years of preparation later, Lu Xuanji set off to attend an auction event at the Treasures Pavilion.

As he walked for just a moment, he noticed a fierce battle happening ahead.

Woooooo!

In the void, black snow poured down, covering an area thirty miles large.

Under the shroud of the black snow, a group of female cultivators in green clothes exuded a weakened aura, panting heavily, each gravely wounded.

These female cultivators, all with a holy aura and extraordinary looks, numbered about thirty-two, with none being weak, the weakest among them in the Early Stage of Golden Core. Among them were three Nascent Soul women!

In the center, a female cultivator dressed in white with an elegant appearance.

Her starry eyes flickered with starlight, carrying a cold aloofness, emanating a thousand-mile-away aloofness, unparalleled grace, with black hair like flowing clouds reaching her waist, somewhat languid, her aura elegant and pure, as if a celestial being descended from the heavens.

Her skin surpassed the snow in fairness, her eyes were like pools of clear water, glancing around, she exuded a sense of tranquil nobility, capturing one’s heart, arousing self-contempt, daring not to desecrate. Yet, amidst her cold and lively demeanor, there was a soul-stirring charm, arousing a desire for conquest.

Her face, glistening like jade, akin to a crescent moon shrouded in haze, like a snow-covered floral tree, stunningly poised, quietly elegant, tender and graceful, enchantingly enticing, adorably supple, exquisite beyond measure.

At this moment, she had already attained Fifth-Layer Nascent Soul cultivation, but seemingly heavily injured and also poisoned, her delicate face pale and lips purple-black.

Such a team, even in Qi Country, was renowned and by no means weak. But at the moment, they were besieged by a grinning bald-headed monk.

This monk, with protruding temples, clad in black monk robes, a plump figure, wielded a black Buddha treasure, stepping on black clouds, exuding ominous energy one by one.

His eyes shone with a wicked light, sweeping over the female cultivators.

Finally, his gaze fell on the central woman, licking his lips.

"True Monarch Linglong! This humble monk has waited for you a long time. If you were within your sect, I could do nothing to you, but unfortunately... hehe, now you shall become my tripod furnace!"

"Cough cough, you’re despicable, shameless... even resorting to poison..."

True Monarch Linglong’s pale face gradually showed an unusual flush, her body weakened.

The poison within her was taking effect.

"True Monarch Linglong, by now, all thirty-two of you have ingested my Ecstasy Powder. Even with your Nascent Soul cultivation, you’ll have no magical power whatsoever, completely losing strength, at my mercy to mold! Falling into my hands is your creation!" the monk said with a chilling laugh.

"You maidens in yellow dresses falling into my hands, hehe, none of you will escape! That mere Divine Water Palace is nothing in the eyes of my Lotus Temple! This humble monk originally came to buy a Divinity Transformation Cauldron. Who would’ve thought, hehe, I caught a whole team of tripod furnaces before even reaching the auction ground!"

The old monk took out a Black Gold Vase, giving it a gentle shake. Instantly, pitch-black sand surged around, smoke billowing in waves.

Female cultivators along the path, eroded by the black smoke, immediately succumbed to overwhelming desire.

With the rise of the black smoke, except for the Nascent Soul True Monarchs, all Golden Core female cultivators were poisoned, losing combat ability, at his mercy.

This old monk, named True Monarch Lotus, cultivated the Joyful Meditation, with countless secret techniques within his sect, adept at dealing with female cultivators effortlessly!

The remaining three True Monarchs barely holding against True Monarch Lotus, but with their retreat blocked, escape was impossible.

In the monk’s eyes, there was a playful gaze, like a cat toying with a mouse. He most adored watching women, aware of his enmity, hating him to the bone, ultimately unable to resist their desire, embracing him willingly.

True Monarch Linglong showed despair, gradually feeling her body’s desires boiling, as if about to obliterate her sanity.

This journey was intended to purchase a Nascent Soul Pill at the Treasures Pavilion to prepare for a breakthrough to the later stage of Nascent Soul. Who would have thought it would come to this? If Divine Water Palace were at its peak, with Divinity Transformation powerhouses seated, none would dare to underestimate them. But after clashes with the East Sea lineage, losing territory...

Especially after the demise of the Divinity Transformation ancestor, the situation of Divine Water Palace deteriorated.

Yet, True Monarch Linglong never anticipated this Treasures Auction would feature a Divinity Transformation Cauldron for sale.

And this cauldron attracted the attention of many powerhouses, resulting in ambush midway.

"How hateful, what a pity, to suffer humiliation by this lecherous monk is worse than death!"

True Monarch Linglong showed a look of anguish and despair, her Fifth-Layer Nascent Soul starkly contrasted against Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul cultivators’ immense gap, let alone True Monarch Lotus’s mastery over Joyful Meditation and secret techniques against female cultivators.

Even without them, she was no match for this fiend.

Bzzz!

At that moment, as she was about to self-detonate her Nascent Soul, a forceful aura pressed upon her, a black needle pierced her body.

Her magical power was collapsing.

True Monarch Lotus drew closer, his obese figure somewhat ominous.

But at that instant, an overwhelming aura pressed down.

Under this aura, the void quaked, True Monarch Lotus’s chest felt as if struck hard, forcing him to retreat dozens of steps before stabilizing.

Black blood spewed from his mouth!

True Monarch Lotus forcibly composed himself, saying, "Which fellow Daoist is present? Give this humble monk some face, give the Lotus Temple some face! The Sect Leader of Lotus Temple is a mid-stage Divinity Transformation powerhouse."

Just then, a masked man appeared, wearing a blue outer garment.

The once despairing True Monarch Linglong immediately showed joy, with a trace of disbelief.

The man in blue was disguised, concealing his aura, yet she smelled a familiar scent.

"Xuanji, is that you? How could... it really is you!"

True Monarch Linglong said, her body slightly trembling.

He had grown stronger, his cultivation more invincible, the gap between them even wider.

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PS: Revision complete.