539 Tough, Tough, Tough, Tough (2/2)

While carrying Wang Lu into the city in the carriage, the coachman enthusiastically introduced the local conditions and customs of Mt. Mang city and tried to recommend him an inn. Along the way, he could see that Wang Lu was a man of extraordinary origin, so he decided to choose the most expensive inn in the city so that he could receive a lot of commission for himself. Who knew that after he talked until his mouth parched, inside the carriage was completely silent. Worried, the coachman turned around and saw that the carriage had long been empty. Only several silver ingots and a few brilliant crystal stones were left.

The coachman was at a loss for a moment, but inwardly he was shocked. He had been a coachman for many years, so this carriage was already like a part of his body. A man of more than fifty kilograms suddenly went away, yet he really didn't feel any movement from where he sat at the front of the carriage, it was indeed like seeing a ghost. However, he was experienced and well-informed, so he knew that it was not a ghost, but more like an immortal.

When he came to this thought, the more the coachman thought the more he found it to be logical. If it was not an immortal, how could that person walk during the day and then went away without a trace? Moreover, this whole journey the person was neither seeking money nor harming someone, who else could that person be other than an immortal?

This time, he really had a great luck! That was definitely an immortal! In this small country where he lived, even after many years, he had not met any immortal. But now, he had actually met with one-although in words and deeds the person was maverick, very different than what he thought of a real immortal should be.

Unfortunately, along the journey, he didn't have many talks with the immortal, and thus couldn't rub some of the immortal aura. However, there were treasures left by the immortals in the carriage, which were the silver ingots and the stone, and the coachman didn't plan to sell them. He wanted to go home to offer them as sacrifices to protect his house from evil spirits and passed them down as the family heirloom. With this immortal blessing, presumably, his future descendants would be free of worry...

Let's leave behind the coachman and his imagined future. After Wang Lu entered Mt. Mang city, he quietly left the city and directly headed to Mt. Mang.

Because he had sensed the cultivator's aura in the city.

The strength of the opposite party was not strong, only between Xudan and Jindan. However, in this small city, this level of cultivation was enough to become the patron saint from generation to generation. In other words, a standard local bully. The key here was that the person's aura was not stable, seemingly suffering some kind of injuries. And this kind of people was the most sensitive. They were especially vigilant to the foreign cultivator. Wang Lu did not intend to face such a person. He did not want to waste his time to deal with insignificant local. Moreover, if this matter accidentally got big… This was still in Southern Heaven Region, where Plentiful City was located. Even though the manpower located by Spirit Sword Sect here was not many, Wang Lu didn't intend to greet anyone from Spirit Sword Sect.

Right now he was wandering aimlessly at Southern Heaven Region in order to sort out his thoughts and organized his cultivation base. After the battle against Mr. Feng Yue in the dreamland, his harvest was all encompassing-the comprehensive improvement in cultivation in his three years of effort with the gutter oil was, however, not feasibly real. Right now, on paper, Wang Lu's cultivation base was Peak Jindan Stage, but peak golden core that was soaked in the gutter oil naturally needed to be squeezed...

Wang Lu then chose Mt. Mang, a mountain with height more than three thousand meters. In the immortal cultivation world, it was a barren mountain. Because although in theory there were often immortal spirits in the mountain, and at least easy to become the Feng Shui line node of the area-after all, the mountain itself was a product of earth's crust strenuous exercise--But this mountain was a special case. Not to mention local Feng Shui line node, even Feng Shui line itself was far away from it! Its surrounding spiritual energy was very poor. Therefore, Mt. Mang was called as Mt. Blind (In Chinese, Blind = 盲 sounds the same as Mang) by many cultivators of Southern Heaven Region.

However, this kind of place was better for the current Wang Lu. He had already reached Jindan Stage so his true qi could be endless. Moreover, if the stage was too high, it would be too late to 'squeeze the water out', and it was not necessary to use outside spiritual energy to enhance the cultivation. In fact, with his Void Spirit Root aptitude, it was better for him to find a place isolated from surrounding spiritual energy, so as to avoid absorbing it too much.

Three thousand meters high mountain was but a step away for a Daoist Master of Jindan Stage, but Wang Lu was not willing to expose his identity near Mt. mang city. Therefore he walked on foot and spent half a day to reach the summit. This Mt. Mang was indeed an Mt. Blind for surrounding spiritual energy. Let alone cultivator, even ordinary creatures were rare. The summit only consisted of bare rocks, even the birds, animals and insects were pitiful.

Wang Lu did not pay attention to all of it. Instead, he directly found a flat stone and sat down and then his primordial spirit sank down to his purple mansion to combine with the already-bloated-that-it-was-about-to-crack golden core, urging it to crazily rotate, unceasingly throwing away the impurities in the golden core. The power from the black tide was soon pushed aside by Wang Lu's yin-and-yang-like two power of Non-Phase and Primal Chaos. Although the volume of his golden core was reduced, it actually made its structure purer.

This process continued on for three days. After three days, the size of the golden core had been reduced by one-tenth, and Wang Lu's overall cultivation base was reduced from Peak Jindan Stage to High-Level Jindan Stage. Although his cultivation base was reduced, Wang Lu didn't feel as so with his strength. On the contrary, he felt his strength actually increased-Because although his golden core had shrunk, it was more convenient to use.

Moreover, in the process of shrinking his golden core, Wang Lu also began to try to integrate his Non-Phase Method and Primal Chaos Heaven Splitting Sword Qi inside his golden core. These two immortal level methods, one focused on offense and one focused on defense. Although it could even be said that he could use both attack and defense, after all, there was some delay time between while swapping the method… When steamrolling pawns, he wouldn't feel any problem. But when facing those equal in level to him or even powerhouses higher in level than him, then the problem would only get bigger.

Before the final battle to cross through the dreamland, he had designed the three individual sword array, in which he occupied the 'heaven' position. However, in practice, he could only fiercely attack using his Primal Chaos Heaven Splitting Sword Qi, and completely unable to display Non-Phase Method. This was because he still could not freely switch between the two immortal level methods.

According to the previous plan, the fusion of the two methods would be done after he reached Yuanying Stage. However, after obtaining the inheritance of Mr. Feng Yue, Wang Lu became more inspired. It seemed that this step could be implemented in advance, although the difficulty required was not small and the time required was long.

However, in any case, since he hadn't come up with how to face the Elders of Spirit Sword Sect yet, Wang Lu intended to concentrate on cultivating first, putting other matters behind for the time being.

Unfortunately, just two days later, the plan was ruthlessly aborted.