CHAPTER 351: CHAPTER 97 NASCENT SOUL DAO BODY [ANCESTOR TRUE BODY]

Qinghong Workshop, clad in Poisonous Clothes, fell into dead silence. Only the guttural croaking of the Toad Poison Beast broke the stillness as it moved forward, and after a long while, a Beast Cultivator finally stepped out to restore order.

The sheer upheaval of the situation had left everyone caught off guard.

The arrival of the Netherworld Lamp was unbridled, its presence manifest and tangible, the kind that even ordinary Poison Martial Artists could sense—a lurking and enormous terror.

What they expected was a cataclysm, an impact like a meteor colliding with the earth, yet Li Mo resolved it with a mere flick of his hand, almost nonchalantly.

Led by a Core Formation Beast Cultivator, a chant reverberated through the town: "There is a beast with four legs, born of the Mountains and Seas," drawing the attention of tens of thousands.

Qinghong Workshop, shrouded in its poisonous attire, was still in a turbulent phase of adjustment, with its Independent Practitioner forces nursing covert schemes.

However, after witnessing the extent of Li Mo’s power, none of them dared negotiate terms any longer.

The Soul Summoning Lamp may only be a minor Demon Sect, but its infamy was widespread and longstanding.

Wherever villages and towns saw an appearance of numerous headless corpses, there was an eighty percent chance it was the work of the Soul Summoning Lamp, while the Taoist sects consistently found it hard to trace the Demon Cultivators’ tracks.

They were especially fond of crafting lanterns from the heads of living people, cruelly preserving their consciousness, which would remain intact for a thousand years without ever completely extinguishing.

In the end.

The Elder of the Soul Summoning Lamp, Mingdeng, didn’t even last a single face-off.

Li Mo’s sinister methods surpassed even those of the Soul Summoning Lamp—his blood and flesh organs transforming directly into birds and beasts, a spectacle of overwhelming visual impact.

The factions present found it impossible to discern the truth and falsehoods of Li Mo, their impressions muddied, for Elder Qing Shan was primarily famed for his mastery of lifebound spirit beasts.

"Qing Shan Elder, an enigma indeed."

Master Luo Hua’s expression turned grim, his gaze fixated unblinkingly on the Toad Poison Beast.

The other Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators kept their silence, their breathing heavy while peculiar, rustling noises persisted from the wounds on their abdomens.

Master Luo Hua waved his hand dismissively, leaving only Master Fan Hua at his side to deliberate.

Fiddling absentmindedly with his own intestines, he asked, "Fan Hua, I tasked you to investigate Heart Beast Sect. What results have you found?"

Master Fan Hua shuddered involuntarily, recalling Elder Mingdeng’s bizarre and inscrutable death.

"The Five Hidden Sword was indeed in contact with Heart Beast Sect, which for centuries seems to have operated under the banner of Four Seas Commerce when dealing with the wider world."

"They once participated in the True Word Secret Realm, represented by Elder Qing Shan, who attended at Five Temples Town."

"The famed duel between Elder Qing Shan and Feihong is said to be devoid of exaggerations—neither party achieved victory. But not long after Elder Qing Shan entered the True Word Secret Realm, the Five Hidden Sword was annihilated overnight."

Master Luo Hua squinted his eyes, turning to Master Fan Hua. "Are you suggesting that the fall of the Five Hidden Sword is related to Qing Shan Elder?"

"I’m not entirely certain. It’s rumored that a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect ventured to the True Word Secret Realm..."

Master Fan Hua deliberately stopped short, unwilling to utter conjectures lest it cloud Master Luo Hua’s judgment.

Master Luo Hua paced in place for a moment as an irrepressible glint of fervor flickered in his eyes.

To the Heavenly Sword Sect, "sword refining" symbolized entry-level qualifications, though only the higher-ups of affiliated Sword Sects were privy to this truth.

Had the Five Hidden Sword successfully completed the sword refining within the True Word Secret Realm.

The Sect Master could have officially wielded Feihong, obtaining the status of an outer disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, while the True Word Sect’s flying sword would have replaced Feihong as the guardian artifact of the Five Hidden Sword.

Yet the Five Hidden Sword was inexplicably obliterated within the Secret Realm.

And whether the flying sword was successfully refined, the Heavenly Sword Sect never disclosed it publicly. The other affiliated Sword Sects tacitly assumed the process had failed.

Then it dawned on Master Luo Hua.

After the Five Hidden Sword’s fall, the Heavenly Sword Sect delayed sword refining for one hundred seventy years. This strongly suggested that the True Word Sect’s flying sword had most likely been refined successfully.

When the Sky Opening Sect reopens, it will leverage scattered flying swords to recruit disciples.

It’s worth noting that Heavenly Sword Sect frequently conducts sword refinement, with intervals of decades or centuries in between.

Following the destruction of the Five Hidden Sword, they waited one hundred seventy years before commencing a new refining process. In hindsight, the Heavenly Sword Sect likely suspected the existence of the True Word Sect Flying Sword.

"A single Beast Cultivator! What qualifications could they possibly have to possess a flying sword?"

Master Luo Hua was intimately familiar with the disposition of those Heavenly Sword Sect sword cultivators—they cared not at all who owned the flying sword.

They might even, upon witnessing Elder Qing Shan’s innate talents, gift him the flying sword outright.

"But...the slot for joining the Immortal Sect was meant for our affiliated Sword Sect!"

Master Luo Hua’s breathing grew erratic as he closed his eyes to conceal the turmoil within. "Elder Qing Shan, you don’t understand... You don’t understand..."

"How many bones we, the affiliated Sword Sect, have piled up for Heavenly Sword Sect."

Master Fan Hua, concerned, cautiously inquired, "Senior Brother Luo Hua, your aura seems disturbed. Are you so angered by Heart Beast Sect’s affront to our face?"

"No."

Master Luo Hua clarified, "I merely want to know—how did Heart Beast Sect, which has never in its history given rise to a Nascent Soul, suddenly possess Nascent Soul Techniques?"

"Indeed, Elder Qing Shan’s Nascent Soul techniques are unheard of."

"Could they have acquired them by chance at the black market?"

Master Luo Hua’s gaze flickered as he muttered to himself, "There must be a way. There’s always a way to deal with Qing Shan Elder."

The well produced an unsettling sound, and the air grew increasingly thick and greasy.

Master Fan Hua hesitated to speak but wisely kept his thoughts to himself in the end.

......

The phenomena of breaking the golden core and becoming an infant continued to ripple outward. There were still three to four years until advancing to the Nascent Soul realm.

Li Mo fixed his gaze on the Leech Poison Beast.

Among the powers residing in this Blessed Land Cave Heaven, Blood Sword Intent was what most made him wary.

Given Blood Sword Intent’s scale, it logically shouldn’t concern itself with poisonous beasts. Its presence could only mean it acted under the Heavenly Sword Sect’s instructions.

"So my guess was correct. It seems the Heavenly Sword Sect follows a bizarre policy of fanning the flames with regard to the Twelve Immortals’ chaos."

Li Mo could not help but let out a series of bitter laughs.

Ultimately, his perspective was too limited. What seemed crystal clear to large sects, he could only faintly discern as if through a tube, seeing but a fragment.

"Thankfully, my cultivation proceeds smoothly. Sooner or later, I too will stand atop the mountain and gaze down on all below."

Li Mo’s consciousness swept across the temple. The Soul-devouring Demon Infant had already shed its baby-like form and was steadily evolving toward the form of an Externalized Dharma Body.

To be precise, it should now be referred to as a Demon Child.

Its true name was **Qiankun Soul-devouring Demon Child**.

The Soul-devouring Demon Child, resembling a seven or eight-year-old child, was now capable of standing and walking. It wore a Daoist robe formed by Mist Fog Spiritual Power.

As it breathed, the gaping maw on its abdomen opened and closed.

Dense Turbid Blood Spiritual Power leaked out, coursing through the Eight Extraordinary Meridians along the Circulation Cycle.

Each time the Turbid Blood Spiritual Power passed through the Multiple Dantians, a portion of it transformed into mist or ash under the influence of the Innate Saint physique.

Using high-level Spiritual Power to cleanse a lower-level Nascent Soul, the efficiency of cultivation was indeed boosted significantly.

It was a pity.

The Soul-devouring Demon Child’s progress in Nascent Soul Techniques remained bleak. Xia Dao Palace was tirelessly experimenting in search of the right path.

By now, the Chaos Beast Infant’s strength far surpassed that of the Soul-devouring Demon Child.

Li Mo had already inscribed the Primordial Nascent Soul Ancestor Returning Scripture onto the Spell Page, yet the Chaos Beast Infant still lingered in its Beast Embryo state.

Even so, as merely a Beast Embryo, it displayed considerable remains of the Dao Body’s might when facing Mingdeng.

The Chaos Beast Infant’s Dao Body was named **Ancestor True Body**, and beyond nourishing its Nascent Soul through the assimilation of bird and beast essence blood, it could induce a terrifying Beastification of flesh.

Caught off guard, Mingdeng became the first cultivator to die under Beastification.

Li Mo’s awareness shifted to the Corpse Mountain Mini World, where the bird and beast forms spawned from Mingdeng’s body parts were already perishing one after another for lack of vitality.

In reality, these blood-flesh creatures could only sustain themselves for half a day at most.

Li Mo had yet to find any unique merits in them beyond inheriting part of the Tattooed Beast’s formidable strength.

"Might as well make use of the Beast Blood at hand to test the growth potential of the Ancestor True Body."

Li Mo activated the Corpse Mountain. In every species of bird and beast within the mini world, an aged and decrepit specimen was drained of its essence blood, resulting in their instant deaths.

The refined blood surged into the Multiple Dantians.

The Beast Embryo throbbed like a heart, greedily absorbing the blood, its size swelling uncontrollably.

Li Mo could clearly see a vague, unformed embryo taking shape within the Beast Embryo.

As the blood continued to nourish it ceaselessly, the Beast Embryo exuded a pressing hunger for Spiritual Energy. Hastily, Li Mo channeled canned Spiritual Energy into the Multiple Dantians to aid the Beast Infant’s growth.

Once all the blood was fully absorbed, a series of roars emanated from within the Beast Embryo.

Then.

A newborn Nascent Soul emerged from within the ruptured Beast Embryo, its cultivation edging closer to the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Waa... waa... waa..."

The cries of an infant rang out, revealing a Nascent Soul that seemed part humanoid, part dragon, part beast, part avian.

"Yinglong? No, it doesn’t quite seem so."

The Chaos Beast Infant bore traces reminiscent of a dragon’s head, its entire body covered in fine fish-like scales. Its figure was akin to a wild beast’s but with feathered wings sprouting from its ribs.

"In the myths and legends of my former life, Yinglong was purportedly Dragon Ancestor, but it could not possibly be the Ancestor of all beasts."

"Besides, the Chaos Beast Infant resembles an absurd and incoherent chimera."

Li Mo knew that for the Chaos Beast Infant to truly achieve the status of **Ancestor**, the essence blood within the Corpse Mountain Mini World was insignificant, a mere drop in the ocean.

The living beings of this world were as countless as stars, each adapting and mutating under diverse environments.

Relying solely on himself to gather them was not feasible. He would have to turn to the Four Seas Commerce for aid and, if necessary, solicit help from Han Cai and the others.

Li Mo experimented further with Deceit Beast Essence Blood to probe the Chaos Beast Infant’s reactions.

The Chaos Beast Infant hesitated, its instincts urging it to absorb the essence blood.

Yet an inexplicable aversion emerged, as though unable to bear its consequences.

Li Mo withdrew the Deceit Beast Essence Blood, concluding that the Chaos Beast Infant’s current level was insufficient. The Ancestor True Body could not yet withstand the turmoil of its impetus.

Moments later, leveraging the Dao Body’s transformations, the Chaos Beast Infant neared the bottleneck of the Corpse Infant Stage.

Understanding the rarity of such opportunities, Li Mo poured the remnants of the Fetal Heart Wine into the Multiple Dantians, tasking the Soul-devouring Demon Child to assist the Chaos Beast Infant in absorbing the Spiritual Energy.

After half a year.

Li Mo selected the Human Soul **Shuang Ling**, engraving its mark onto a blank page before fusing it into the Chaos Beast Infant. The breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage soon followed.

Its true name was **Taisu Chaotic Beast Child**.

The Shuang Ling Divine Power it acquired was **Heavenly Person’s Agility**, mirroring the Fetal Light Divine Power, which also required Li Mo to decide on its associated skill.

"Swordsmanship?"

Li Mo refrained from making an immediate decision. If he intended to master a Sword Skill Divine Power, it would be prudent to wait until confirming access to the Heavenly Sword Sect’s legacy.

"Since there’s no urgent need for a specific skill, I’ll leave it vacant for now."

Li Mo observed the Chaotic Beast Child within his Dantian, the latter also clad in a Daoist robe.

Upon noticing Li Mo’s consciousness descending, the Chaotic Beast Child awkwardly performed a Daoist salute. Its clumsy and incongruous etiquette made him chuckle uncontrollably.

Only Pu Dao’s Artifact Infant remained at the Corpse Infant Stage, though blessed by the dual Nascent Souls’ Spiritual Power, its breakthrough was not far off.