CHAPTER 506: CHAPTER 218: BIG BEARD’S OPPORTUNITY_2

It led to seven or eight small towns and over a hundred villages turning into ruins.

Calculating roughly, the incident probably happened the day after Small Knife’s courtyard was attacked, or perhaps the third day.

White Bone Young Master, damn it!

Small Knife’s face looked grim; this time the losses were significant.

The entire Little Knife Commerce Association lost more than half.

And the affected towns and villages continue to suffer.

This White Bone Young Master is really ruthless.

However, ultimately unable to wipe everything out, or perhaps intentionally leaked the news.

Maybe to force me out, or perhaps just indifferent, just venting anger.

From Ten Thousand Sceneries came the intelligence that this White Bone Young Master, seemingly calm, was also affected by Demon Heaven’s negative emotions, acting bizarrely.

This is something all Demon Heaven disciples must face.

He refined his lover, also a Demon Heaven Inner Sect disciple, into a White Bone Beauty to accompany him forever.

In the future, gathering beauties became his goal.

Moreover, no less than a Nascent Soul would satisfy him,

For this reason, he was severely injured several times, almost dying.

Over several hundred years, although his cultivation hasn’t improved much, his White Bone Beauty Painting has grown from only having one wife to now possessing seven Nascent Soul level beauties, wives.

And since the White Bone Beauty Painting is his lifebound treasure, as long as he is alive, the White Bone Beauties inside are undying.

Even if they are wiped out outside, it only consumes resources, and they can be restored in about a hundred years.

However, Small Knife doesn’t know more information.

Now he needs to know.

But sensing that Ten Thousand Sceneries is not in this domain, although due to the magic treasure level Nine Spirit Bone Body, he can vaguely sense it, the opponent’s aura is special and weak, probably in a breakthrough, and should not be disturbed.

What a bother.

Damn White Bone Young Master, muttered Small Knife, feeling very annoyed.

Just the Nascent Soul White Bone Beauties alone are already seven Nascent Souls, not to mention that this White Bone Beauty Painting has no array effects.

And this guy, from hundreds of years ago as an Inner Sect disciple, has quite a few subordinates now.

What a big trouble.

It seems this White Bone Young Master has entangled himself with me.

Thus, Small Knife’s low-key development cannot continue.

It’s really unlucky, a disaster out of nowhere.

Small Knife grumbled.

"A disaster out of nowhere." At this point, another person sighed similarly.

This is a Golden Core Great Perfection, the very one who secretly issued the order for cultivators to attack the Little Knife Commerce Association to Demon Heaven.

At this moment, a beauty with a faint smile stood before him.

The jade pendant on his chest cracked open, and he felt a slight chill before realizing the other was a skeleton.

A skeleton at the Nascent Soul level.

Revealed, the White Bone Beauty wasn’t angered but instead let him die understanding.

Only then did he know that because of the task he issued, it cost the other party a lot, and now they’ve come to trouble him for that.

He gave a bitter smile, unable to suppress his injuries, his whole body turning dry and turning into a skeleton.

The beauty reached out, and this skeleton of the Golden Core level unexpectedly walked into her palm.

It seemed he had a vestige of reason left, wanting to struggle, but couldn’t do anything.

Inside was a partially built palace, with several beauties frolicking inside.

They surrounded a fair-faced scholar, who was clearly the focus.

What a beauty painting.

Within Skull Island arose a hint of envy.

The Golden Core skeleton walked inside, took a bone from his own body, and placed it onto the palace.

The palace was all made of bones but remained incomplete.

The surroundings consisted of Foundation Establishment bones; only this Golden Core skeleton qualified as the main material of the palace.

Turning himself into part of the palace, the last trace of consciousness from the Golden Core skeleton completely vanished.

No, it should be said he was absorbed by the palace, his skull, like an ornament, eyes shining red, leaving only a fierce look.

When will I ever complete the construction of my palace?

When will my wives reach ninety-nine?

The fair-faced scholar surrounded by beauties sighed.

Everyone has their troubles, don’t they!

As White Bone Young Master, he’s already trying hard, but it’s not enough, far from enough.

To achieve his goals, he dutifully completed tasks that most other Inner Sect disciples held in disdain.

Yet, was he pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger?

Little Knife Commerce Association?

Do you think I’m easy to bully?

No matter what your backing is, you’re dead.

Blood-colored flames ignited in the eyes of the fair-faced scholar.

On this side, Small Knife was very dissatisfied, with the outside Little Knife Commerce Association already out of contact, and information from other channels suggesting that it was either wiped out or nearly so.

Years of effort going down the drain, with just a shred of reputation remaining.

Things can’t go on like this.

Small Knife was determined not to leave the city, but even the city isn’t safe unless it’s the Inner City.

Without a Nascent Soul appearing, even if he paid to enter the Inner City, he’d be skinned like a fat lamb.

Nevertheless, he needed to maintain some face, especially as more than one or two people were watching him, so he had to be mindful, like a slow knife slicing through meat.

For example, Big Beard resigned, notifying him that house prices would rise significantly.

Can’t delay any longer, he hesitated for a moment.

Small Knife headed to the underground secret chamber in the backyard.

Communicating with the three Foundation Establishment disciples guarding there, he finally gained permission.

Engaged in an urgent conversation.

Soon, the secret chamber opened.

Big Beard showed an inquisitive look, not hiding the dissatisfaction on his face.

He had just begun a few days of secluded cultivation, adjusting his mindset, using spirit medicine and spirit fruit to warm his body.

After all, he had many hidden injuries from a lifetime of combat.

That’s why he received the communication talisman; otherwise, once he started, he wouldn’t have time to check it.

"The master can’t make time, but gave me a spot, allowing me to go into the grotto heaven for secluded cultivation. Though the rules there are incomplete and might affect Crossing Tribulation and Ascension to Immortality, it can raise the chance of breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm by at least thirty percent.

Big Beard’s body trembled, unable to hide his joy.

As a veteran Golden Core cultivator and a Sword Heaven Outer Sect disciple, he already knew the importance of completing his spirit root.

Yet, he didn’t have the resources for that.

Moreover, once Golden Core is achieved, completing it becomes tremendously difficult, selling himself a thousand times wouldn’t suffice, forcing him to abandon the thought.

He’d simply give up on becoming immortal, only seeking freedom.

Oddly enough, having fewer spirit roots accelerated his cultivation.

Yet, he was just an unlucky ghost, missing one to have five spirit roots, instead having the worst four spirit roots.

Since he couldn’t become immortal, why not advance to Nascent Soul in a grotto heaven?

Also, luck was on his side, a close call, struggling, with effort and luck, reaching where he was.

Increasing the chance of progressing to the Nascent Soul by thirty percent? Naturally, he agreed without hesitation.

Immediately, Small Knife opened his personal space and brought him in.

A Golden Core Great Perfection cultivator, even with cooperation, Small Knife exerted effort to bring him in.

Leaving himself breathless.

Big Beard, with his four spirit roots, reaching this stage didn’t lack luck, effort, or decisiveness.

Feeling fear and the unknown of the future, he suppressed this instinct and fully cooperated to enter the grotto heaven.

He decided and fully cooperated.

Selling his opportunity, this price is a rare chance.

When met, though lacking other skills, loyalty was a must.

Big Beard was even prepared for harsh contracts.

Of course, not at the cost of violating his principles.

Entered personal space.

Landed straight into a courtyard.

The Daoist Soldiers immediately arranged the seclusion matters.

He immediately entered seclusion here.

Suddenly, enveloped by the world’s fortune, a feeling of being the world’s child, transparency surrounded him.

Never had he felt so comfortable.

The spiritual qi naturally condensed around, turning misty, with moisture beads on the walls being spirit liquid.

Reclining in the spirit liquid pool, Big Beard knew the time had come.

Taking a deep breath, calming himself, ignoring this unbelievable extravagant environment and starting Golden Core meditation.

Nearly a thousand years of life-and-death experience quickly calmed his heart.

In such an environment, smoothly achieving Sword Heart Clarity.

Reaching this step allowed him to ignore his age and become a Sword Heaven Outer Sect disciple.

Although Sword Heart Clarity mainly relied on personal comprehension, the external environment also played a minor role.