What happened to the Elemental Infant cultivators?

Wu Wang wanted to ask the cultivators in the Human Realm, what happened to their Elemental Infant cultivators!

Isn't it just that their cultivation level is slightly lower than the Ascending to Immortality realm, and their overall strength is not as good as the Ascending to Immortality realm? They might not even be able to break through to the Ascending to Immortality realm in the future?

Just because of this, they have to be bullied by the Ascending to Immortality realm?

Can this Great Wasteland still be saved?

Wu Wang thought of his recent encounter and couldn't help but tremble his hands... He sprinkled the previously prepared seasoning powder on the grill in front of him, and the roasted spirit beast on it made a sizzling sound.

He was sitting in front of his wooden house, grilling.

Not far away, by the edge of the forest, there was a figure hanging on a tree branch, slowly rotating. A piece of cloth was attached to his body, on which were written the five characters "I am in the Ascending to Immortality realm".

Ji Mo, one of the outstanding figures in the Human Realm, holder of the Emperor's Order, the young master of the Lin family, a rare genius in cultivation for a thousand years...

Is that it?

Even during their previous battle, no one could accurately determine who the spiritual sense attack came from;

In close combat at such a close distance, he could easily dodge and strike from behind with a simple step back, directly knocking out his opponent with a slap.

In their North Wilderness, he would have been knocked unconscious by a wolf tooth club, and when he woke up, he would be overjoyed with a child!

It was a bit regrettable that Wu Wang didn't have the opportunity to ask Lin Qi how to deal with him. He couldn't use the same methods to deal with him, so he could only do something appropriate himself.

"Hmm?"

A head poked out from the side wooden door, Ji Mo looked at the figure hanging in the distance and then looked at Wu Wang grilling in front of the neighboring wooden house. He couldn't help but smile and walked over with his hands behind his back.

"Wu Wang, grilling meat?"

Wu Wang took out a jug of wine from his ring and threw it over, "Want some?"

"Sure!"

Ji Mo agreed and floated to Wu Wang's side, sitting on a small stone block, looking at the figure hanging on the tree, and said with a smile:

"This guy really knows how to pick opponents. I thought he would come to me.

I wanted to remind you earlier, but I felt that if I did, it would be looking down on you, haha!"

"It's hard to change one's nature. If there's nothing to gain, it's either not sincere or it's a theft."

Wu Wang snorted and said calmly, "In order to leave a spark for the Human Realm, I don't want to kill this guy. Let his family take care of him later."

Ji Mo smiled and said, "The current head of the Lin family, General Lin Nu Hao, is a trustworthy elder. He is a man of justice and generosity. This Lin Qi has a bit of a gloomy personality, I wonder who he followed."

Wu Wang stretched lazily and was about to call Lin Suqing to bring another chair, but he remembered that she was in seclusion for half a year.

He didn't know if Lin Suqing would adapt there, after all, everyone around her were impure cultivators, and she, as a pure cultivator, didn't fit in.

Wu Wang wasn't too worried about the safety of the sect.

Not to mention that the sect itself was not weak, and not to mention that Senior Shen Nong understood his character and would not let anything happen to the sect.

Just talking about the atmosphere in the Human Realm.

The Human Realm was not a 'martial world' where fighting and killing were allowed. Immortals and demons were not representatives of righteousness and evil, and no one could stand on the moral high ground to criticize the other side; if there was no deep hatred, they must avoid internal conflicts, and even deep hatred should not harm innocent people.

Thinking of this, Wu Wang transmitted his voice and asked, "Brother Ji, does Ling Xianzi seem dissatisfied with the demonic path?"

"Ah," Ji Mo transmitted his voice, "it's related to her childhood experience. Before Ling Xianzi joined the Mysterious Female Sect, her family suffered a disaster, and her father and several uncles died at the hands of demonic cultivators.

Her father had served in the military before, but his cultivation was scattered due to a serious injury, and he eventually had to retire to the mountains and forests.

Her father was angry that loyal and righteous people died in vain, so he ordered a thorough investigation, and the demonic cultivator who injured people for no reason was caught and killed."

Speaking of this, Ji Mo tilted his head back and took a sip of wine.

"Since then, my family has supported Ling Xianzi's family for more than ten years, until Ling Xianzi was noticed by the senior members of the Mysterious Female Sect because of her outstanding talent in Tian Yan. So I have known Ling Xianzi since we were young.

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It's also because of this that she has some prejudice against demonic cultivators in her heart."

Wu Wang nodded slowly and tore off a piece of grilled meat and put it in his mouth.

Ji Mo, with a hint of worry, whispered, "Wu Wang, do you know why this battle between immortals and demons started?"

"I know."

"Oh? Wu Wang, you are so well-informed?"

"The cause is related to me," Wu Wang shrugged calmly, "do you still remember Lin Suqing?"

Ji Mo smiled, "Isn't she the teacher you had at home?"

"Yes," Wu Wang whispered, "her sect is one of the two sects that were plundered..."

Wu Wang briefly described the tragic events of the Liu Feng Sword Sect and the Gentle Breeze Gazing Moon Sect. Ji Mo pondered for a while and remained silent for a long time.

"Brother Ji," Wu Wang took a sip of refreshing wine, "what do you think is the biggest trouble in the Human Realm right now?"

"Wu Wang, you've got me thinking."

Ji Mo smiled and thought seriously for a while. After drinking a few sips of wine, he finally answered:

"The biggest problem in the Human Realm today is not external, but internal.

The conflict between immortals and demons is not a conflict of ideas, but it stems from a conflict of cultivation philosophies; since the opening of the Human Realm and the spread of cultivation methods, both the immortal and demonic paths have been fully developed. The two systems have completely formed.

As for cultivation, it's easy to make people detached from worldly desires and develop a desire to avoid the world.

Cultivating the demonic path... by absorbing impure qi into the body and cultivating according to one's own desires, it does indeed affect one's state of mind. If one's will is not firm, it is easy to become addicted to killing and distort oneself."Now looking at it, it is indeed more troublesome to increase desires than to decrease desires. The situation of the demonic path in the future is afraid that it will become more and more troublesome.

Brother Wuwang, how do you think of this answer?"

"Great."

Wu Wang lifted the wine jug and lightly touched it with Ji Mo, smiling, "It's just that the scale is small."

Ji Mo's smile reached his lips, then he lowered his head in frustration and sighed, "Then, Brother Wuwang, what is the biggest trouble? If you don't say it well, I will punish you with a few cups."

"Although the conflict between immortals and demons is troublesome, the conflict between the two systems seems irreconcilable, but in fact, it is not difficult to solve."

Wu Wang tore off a leg of a spirit beast and handed it to Ji Mo, speaking gently:

"Cultivating immortality easily makes one's temperament cold, while cultivating demons easily indulges in one's own desires. For the human realm itself, there is actually no distinction between the two in terms of superiority or inferiority.

Immortal experts who are unwilling to protect the human race, no matter how high their cultivation level or how noble their character is, are just decorations.

Similarly, powerful demon cultivators with inflated desires are prone to losing themselves and bullying the weak, which does not bring much benefit to the human realm.

But as long as there is enough pressure and concepts established from a young age to restrain cultivators from going to these two extremes, it is valuable combat power for the human realm.

Therefore, at the beginning of this battle between immortals and demons, the Renhuang Pavilion did not intervene much.

It is not because the Renhuang Pavilion is passive and idle, nor because the Renhuang Pavilion has no strategies, but because the high-levels of the human realm feel that the conflict between immortals and demons will not affect the overall situation."

Ji Mo pondered carefully and couldn't help but nod slightly.

Ji Mo asked, "Then, how can the conflict between immortals and demons be resolved?"

"The root lies in the concept of cultivation. It is difficult to completely eliminate this conflict between immortals and demons."

Wu Wang looked at the starry sky and smiled, "At this moment, hasn't the conflict between immortals and demons been temporarily suppressed?"

Ji Mo was a little stunned, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly realized and said, "Is it the words spoken by His Majesty?"

"Yes," Wu Wang smiled, "His Majesty the Emperor used the most direct and effective method to temporarily resolve the conflict between immortals and demons.

When the words 'Northern Expedition' are spoken a thousand years later, the entire human realm will quickly unite within a hundred years.

The conflict between immortals and demons can be guided into a positive competition, allowing everyone to compete for who contributes more to the human realm.

Increasing troops at the border can also form a deterrent against foreign gods and force the Ten Calamities Palace, which is becoming increasingly rampant, to reveal its traces.

During these thousand years, the Emperor has carefully cultivated the next generation of successors;

A thousand years later, the Emperor will spare no effort to minimize the threat of foreign gods and create a stable environment for the next successor.

This is the main reason why the Emperor appeared and said those words.

It seems to be directed externally, but it is actually directed internally."

Ji Mo couldn't help but scratch his head and chuckled a few times. He looked at Wu Wang's profile and sighed, "Brother Wuwang, with just a few pointers from you, I have understood everything. His Majesty the Emperor has great foresight, and Brother Wuwang has extraordinary insight. It really makes me, an ordinary person, feel ashamed."

"Brother Ji is too kind," Wu Wang smiled modestly and didn't say much, drinking and chatting with Ji Mo.

Unknowingly, the two of them were already a little tipsy, singing and being scolded back to their houses by passing patrol teams.

But the patrol team seemed to deliberately not notice Lin Qi hanging on the treetop and left on their own.

- They are all smart people, and neither the Ji family nor the Lin family dare to offend.

The next morning, the stationed dome was quite lively.

Many cultivators gathered at the 'scene of the crime', forcefully watching the unconscious Yan Emperor's command holder; until someone couldn't bear it and woke up Lin Qi, only then did Lin Qi open his eyes.

This guy was not panicked either.

To be precise, he did not regard the cultivators around him as anything, treating them like puppets, and walked back to his own wooden house with a gloomy expression.

Wu Wang smiled slightly when he saw this, treating it as if nothing had happened, and went to bask in the sun and eat spirit fruits with Xu Mu, passing the time during the day.

Ling Xiaolan, on the other hand, focused on closed-door cultivation, digesting the various insights gained after the breakthrough.

And so, the second night arrived.

Wu Wang was cultivating in his wooden house, contemplating the path of formations and the basics of refining tools, when he heard a familiar voice transmission from outside the formation.

"Master Wuwang, this humble Daoist wants to talk to you."

"Alright," Wu Wang calmly closed the formation, and when Lin Qi pushed open the wooden door, he opened the formation again.

Lin Qi looked at Wu Wang with vigilance, his narrow eyes narrowed into a line, and coldly said, "You actually possess such a powerful divine sense. It was my mistake before. Tonight, I will have a fair competition with you. If I win, I will hang you on a tree for a night, and our grievances will be settled."

Wu Wang thought for a moment and smiled, "Always using divine sense to attack your Elemental Infant, it's easy to turn you into an idiot."

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Lin Qi's mouth, "It won't happen again in the future!"

Wu Wang sat on a wooden chair and said calmly, "Come at me."

"Sword!"

"Old Turtle Fist!"

With a muffled sound, Lin Qi's figure flew backwards, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Such fast movements!

This person is five or six times faster than when he fought with Ling Xiaolan that day!

In the instant when he was hit in the nose by a punch, Lin Qi could still see the several lingering afterimages that had not dissipated. It was like the dim light of a simple magic lamp, and the opponent stood up, charged forward, and threw a straight punch without any fancy moves. But because the speed was too fast, he had no chance to react at all...

As his protective mana collapsed and the intense pain in his nose spread, Lin Qi, who had reached the Ascending to Immortality stage, couldn't resist the violent force of this punch...

With a crash, the wooden door was directly shattered into debris, and before Lin Qi's figure landed, that familiar divine sense rushed towards him, tearing apart the more than ten layers of mana he had arranged around his Elemental Infant.

A body cultivator?The body cultivator with nearly the power of a true immortal?

After landing, Lin Qi left behind deep marks on the ground, plowing through the roots of several large trees, and stared at Wu Wang's wooden house with his neck held high...

His head tilted, and Lin Qi fell unconscious again, his nosebleed staining his previously clean clothes.

Wu Wang sneered.

Narrow victory, narrow victory. Fortunately, he had sparred with the Great Elder for several days before and mastered the threshold for triggering the transformation into a golden dragon - how much star power to use without triggering the transformation.

Wu Wang walked out of the door with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself, "What an evenly matched battle."

The figures secretly observing this place almost jumped out to beat him up.

Wu Wang walked to Lin Qi's wooden house, dismantled the wooden door, carried it back to his own house, skillfully replaced it with a new one, and continued his cultivation as if nothing had happened.

The high concentration of spiritual energy in the military camp was indeed beneficial for cultivation.

By dawn, there was no trace of last night's battle. The marks on the ground were filled, the fallen trees were uprooted and replaced with saplings, but Lin Qi lay unconscious in the woods until noon.

Lin Qi got up from the ground, covering his crooked nose, glaring at Wu Wang's wooden house, and then snorted coldly, turning back to his own house.

And so, the third night.

"Master Wuwang! Dare you set up a formation..."

"Come in."

"Hmph!"

Lin Qi pushed open the wooden door and rushed in. With white cloth wrapped around his head, his eyes showed a hint of fear, which quickly turned into a strong fighting spirit.

"Concealing your true strength, you really make me take notice."

"Still want to fight?"

Wu Wang put down the book in his hand and wondered, "Why do you, a cultivator at the Elemental Infant stage, deliberately provoke me? If you have the ability, go challenge Fairy Ling."

"Provoke!"

Lin Qi couldn't help but laugh.

Wu Wang said, "I'm at the Elemental Infant stage, and you're at the Ascending to Immortality stage. You come to provoke me every day. Isn't that bullying me?"

Lin Qi clenched his fists. "Today, I won't..."

"Give me a reason."

"What?"

"Give me a reason not to kill you when I attack."

Wu Wang lowered his head slightly, his face half shadowed and half bright, his smile appearing sinister, and his voice as cold as the wind from the Nine Abyss.

"The Lin family behind you is nothing special in my eyes. Although my cultivation is at the Elemental Infant stage, my spiritual power and physical strength far surpass yours. You are no match for me. If you come to provoke me again, I won't hesitate to kill you. The Lin family won't dare to complain. Lin Qi, three strikes is my limit of tolerance. If you come to settle personal matters with me tonight, I will either kill you or be killed by you."

Lin Qi couldn't help but take a step back, and a plain and unadorned shout emerged from the depths of his heart:

"Old turtle fist... fist... fist..."

Wu Wang laughed, "If you're here to challenge me, you can make it more interesting. Let's make our fight a paid sparring match, shall we?"

"Good!"

Lin Qi immediately agreed and said, "But my storage magic treasure has been taken away."

"One storage magic treasure and all the treasures inside it will be considered as a chip. We'll settle the accounts when you leave," Wu Wang said, "I will offer equivalent treasures in exchange."

"Good! But this time, I'll start!" Lin Qi agreed, and his body emitted layers of mana. His cultivation at the Ascending to Immortality stage was fully ignited!

Wu Wang's face became solemn as he stood up, assuming a forward-leaning posture.

"Are you ready?"

"Begin!" Lin Qi shouted, and endless sword light condensed around him, instantly shattering the wooden house!

A moment later.

Wu Wang looked at Lin Qi lying in the big pit and then looked at his own destroyed wooden house. He turned and floated to Ji Mo's room. They would have to squeeze together tonight.

At the bottom of the pit, Lin Qi growled a few times in frustration, but he couldn't move his body at all.

And so, the fourth night.

"Master Wuwang!"

"One item."

"Begin!"

The fifth night.

"Wu!"

Bang!

The sixth night, the seventh night, the eighth night... Half a month later.

As night fell, Lin Qi walked numbly into the new wooden house nestled between the ponds, looking at the formation that was just for show, and at the wooden house. His legs trembled slightly.

There was nothing left to lose.

All his storage magic treasures were lost, the thirty-six immortal swords were gone, his own property that he could control was gone, and even his Daoist title was lost. He now had a new title, "Empty Sword."

"Let it go. You are simply no match for the Master of the Demon Sect. He has been merciful not to kill you so many times."

A voice transmission entered Lin Qi's ears, followed by more and more voice transmissions.

Lin Qi clenched his fists, untied his waistband, and searched in the clothes around his crotch. He took out a wooden plaque from a small pocket sewn inside, and the voice transmissions instantly ceased.

The Yan Emperor's token!

The Yan Emperor's token that he hadn't been able to absorb yet!

"Master Wuwang, this is my last treasure. I want you to go all out and fight me! Life or death, no mercy!"

Ji Mo and Xu Mu, who were watching from the side, widened their eyes and exclaimed in voice transmissions, amazed at how bold Lin Qi was.

Creak...

The wooden door's hinge turned, and Wu Wang walked out of the wooden house for the first time, looking at Lin Qi with his hands behind his back.

Lin Qi took a deep breath and said calmly, "In this battle, I want to take everything back."

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang shook his head slightly and looked at Lin Qi with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Don't you realize it yet?"Lin Qi was slightly taken aback, looking at Wu Wang in front of him, he suddenly felt as if Wu Wang was radiating light around him.

Ji Mo scratched his forehead, using Voice Transmission to whisper to Xu Mu, "Master, why do I suddenly feel that the aura around Brother Wu Wang is a bit different?"

"Ah," Xu Mu shook his head slightly, "You mean this Lin Qi, why bother him for no reason."