thefictionvixens Chapter 11: The Douluo Explorer is Possessed by a Cultivator!
Chapter 11: The Douluo Explorer is Possessed by a Cultivator!
"Take this back and cultivate it diligently. If you can break through to the fifth level of Qi Refining within a year, I will make an exception and accept you as a disciple."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Tiezhu was completely overwhelmed with joy.
Huanglongdan?
He had heard of it from the outer sect; it was a precious pill that an outer sect disciple needed to spend several years' worth of savings to buy just one of!
The elder just casually gave him three? And even wanted to take him as his disciple?
Zhang Tiezhu knelt down again with a thud, his eyes red.
"Thank you so much, Elder, for bestowing this elixir! This disciple will repay your great kindness with my life!"
Elder Wu smiled and waved his hand.
"Go, go."
……
Off-screen.
Viewers of Douluo Continent were also amazed by this scene.
"These elders in the cultivation world have such good tempers."
"Yes, they not only give you the cultivation techniques, but also free pills, and even want to take you on as a disciple."
"This is like a windfall!"
In Heaven Dou City, many young Soul Masters were practically drooling as they stared at the white jade porcelain bottle on the light screen.
Even Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, nodded slightly.
"This Lingxiao Sect has a profound foundation and is quite generous to its lower-level disciples."
"If given the opportunity, the Spirit Hall could try to establish friendly relations with such a sect."
In the general perception of the people in Douluo Continent, the strong are mostly arrogant and unapproachable.
Elder Wu, a highly respected figure who actively mentors younger generations, undoubtedly earns everyone's great favor.
However, just when everyone was happy for Zhang Tiezhu and thought he would surely rise to prominence in the cultivation world.
Zhang Tiezhu left the cave with profuse thanks.
The heavy stone door slowly closed again.
However, the live broadcast camera did not follow Zhang Tiezhu as he left.
Instead, they remained in this sealed cave.
Inside the cave at this moment.
As the stone gate closed, Elder Wu, who had originally appeared dignified and kind, gradually lost his smile.
Instead, he had a cold, sinister expression.
He looked in the direction Zhang Tiezhu had left, and a strange smile slowly crept onto his lips.
"Three months, three levels of Qi Refining."
"The spiritual energy cultivated through the Everlasting Spring Technique is quite pure."
"It wasn't for nothing that I went to such lengths to set up that fake test in the outer sect, luring you in with your pure body that has never been tainted by the internal energy of the mortal martial arts world."
After speaking, Elder Wu stood up and took a few steps in the hall.
At this moment, he was nowhere to be seen the composure he had displayed as a senior member of the sect.
He suddenly started coughing violently.
The coughing got worse and worse, and he even coughed up a pool of black blood.
"Cough cough..."
Elder Wu wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of anxiety flashing in his eyes.
"I have less than three years left to live."
"When I failed to break through to the Core Formation stage back then, my meridians and foundation were damaged. This physical body is now decayed and can no longer contain any more spiritual energy."
"If we can't find a suitable vessel to possess, we'll have no choice but to sit and wait for death."
Possession! A vessel for death! Passing away peacefully!
These unfamiliar words were transmitted through the sky to the ears of everyone on the Douluo Continent.
Although people don't fully understand the specific meaning behind it yet.
But when combined with Elder Wu's sinister expression and that shocking pool of black blood...
A strange chill instantly shot from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.
Inside Shrek Academy.
Tang San's expression froze instantly. He stood up abruptly, clenching his fists, and said:
Something's not right.
"There's definitely something wrong with the pills that old guy just gave me!"
In his previous life in the land of Bashu, Tang San had seen many hypocrites who appeared to be respectable and upright, but were actually thieves and prostitutes in secret.
There are no free lunches in the world, only traps!
……
Over the next few days.
The images on the screen switched back and forth between Zhang Tiezhu and Elder Wu.
After returning to the wooden house, Zhang Tiezhu swallowed the few Yellow Dragon Pills without hesitation.
Under the catalysis of the elixir, his cultivation began to advance by leaps and bounds.
The fourth level of Qi Refining.
Fifth level of Qi Refining!
In less than a month, he actually met Elder Wu's requirements.
Zhang Tiezhu was so excited that he barely slept for several nights.
He felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life and was about to become a personal disciple of an inner sect elder.
Filled with boundless hope for the future.
Zhang Tiezhu returned to Cuixia Peak and knelt before Elder Wu's cave entrance.
The stone gate opened.
This time, Elder Wu did not meditate by the alchemy furnace.
Instead, he stood in the center of the hall, looking at Zhang Tiezhu as he walked in, his smile even more benevolent than last time.
"Okay, okay."
"You broke through two realms in less than a month, Tie Zhu, you have indeed not disappointed me."
Zhang Tiezhu was so excited that he kowtowed repeatedly.
"It's all thanks to the miraculous effects of the elixirs bestowed by Master. This disciple is willing to serve Master for the rest of my life!"
He said "Master" very naturally.
Elder Wu nodded in satisfaction, stepped forward, and personally helped Zhang Tiezhu up.
"Since you have met the requirements, I will formally accept you as my disciple today."
"Come with me to the inner room, for I have a great opportunity to bestow upon you."
As he spoke, Elder Wu turned around and walked to the stone wall, pressing down on a protruding rock.
With a series of mechanical sounds, the stone wall slowly cracked open, revealing a dark passage leading deep underground.
A chilly wind blew out from the passage, making Zhang Tiezhu shiver involuntarily.
But he didn't think much of it and happily followed Elder Wu into the passage.
The audience of Douluo Continent held their breath at this moment.
For some reason, looking at that dark and eerie passage, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
The passage was long, and the temperature decreased as you went down.
It took about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.
The view ahead finally opened up.
This is a hidden stone chamber located deep underground.
The walls of the stone chamber were covered with moss that emitted a faint blue light, making the whole space seem somewhat gloomy and terrifying.
In the center of the stone chamber, there is a bed carved from a single block of ice.
The ice bed was surrounded by all sorts of complex and eerie red runes.
At the head of the bed, there was a bronze incense burner, inside which was burning a purple incense that emitted a cloyingly sweet smell.
"Master...Master, where is this place?"
Zhang Tiezhu swallowed hard, instinctively sensing that something was amiss.
Elder Wu walked to the Ice Bed and turned around.
At this moment, the kindness on his face had completely disappeared.
Bathed in the surrounding eerie blue light, his wrinkled face appeared incredibly ferocious.
"This is your destiny."
Elder Wu's voice became somewhat hoarse.
He looked at Zhang Tiezhu as if he were looking at a perfect work of art.
"My dear disciple, that Yellow Dragon Pill tasted good, didn't it?"
"In order to make your body, which is free of any impurities, mature quickly, I have used all the rare and precious herbs I have kept hidden away."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Tiezhu was visibly shaken.
He instinctively wanted to back away.
But the moment he lifted his leg, a strong feeling of dizziness suddenly overwhelmed him.
Immediately afterwards, he found that the spiritual power in his body had suddenly gone out of control, his limbs became as heavy as lead, and he fell straight onto the cold stone slab.
Not only was his body immobile, he couldn't even lift a single finger.
The only thing that could still move was those terrified eyes.
"What...what did you do to me?"
Zhang Tiezhu's voice trembled, and tears were almost welling up in his eyes.
Elder Wu walked to his side and looked down at him.
"It's nothing, I just added a little bit of muscle-softening powder and spirit-transforming powder to those few Yellow Dragon Pills."
"With the added allure of the bewitching incense in this stone chamber, even a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator would have to lie down obediently."
After speaking, Elder Wu squatted down and reached out his hand, which resembled withered tree bark, to gently stroke Zhang Tiezhu's ruddy face.
"What a perfect shell."
"At the age of twenty, his meridians were not damaged, and the spiritual power of the Everlasting Spring Technique was gentle."
"It's practically tailor-made for my possession this time."
Looking at this nauseating scene on the screen.
Many people in Douluo Continent felt a chill run down their spines.
In Tiandou City, Emperor Xueye felt a churning in his stomach and almost vomited up the lunch he had just eaten.
Inside Shrek Academy.
Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
"That old beast!"
"Did he initially take in Zhang Tiezhu so he could use him as a furnace for some kind of ritual?"
Tang San's face turned pale, and he took a deep breath.
"I see……"
"The cultivation world is not a blessed land at all, but a dark forest where the strong prey on the weak and devour people without spitting out their bones."
"Behind every act of kindness may lie a deadly threat."
In the scene, Elder Wu had already lifted Zhang Tiezhu up like a chick and placed him on the ice bed covered with red runes.
"You old dog! You'll die a horrible death!"
Zhang Tiezhu cursed in despair, tears streaming down his face.
He was just a farmer who wanted to live a peaceful life farming. Why did God give him hope, only to destroy him in such a cruel way?
Elder Wu ignored his curses.
He sat cross-legged around the ice bed, his hands quickly forming hand seals.
One spell after another was cast onto the surrounding red runes.
Instantly, the array within the entire stone chamber was fully activated.
A layer of blood-red light enveloped the ice bed, preventing outsiders from disturbing it.
"The time has come."
Elder Wu took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes.
"Today, I will defy fate and be reborn!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Wu's body trembled violently.
Then came a scene that everyone in Douluo Continent would never forget, a scene that would even haunt their nightmares.
Suddenly, a green light shone from the top of Elder Wu's head.
Accompanied by a tooth-grinding tearing sound, a tiny light and shadow, no bigger than a fist, radiating a ghostly green light, and with a face exactly like Elder Wu's, actually forced its way out from the top of his head!
Astral projection!
After the tiny green light left his body, Elder Wu's body, which had been sitting cross-legged, instantly lost all vitality.
His head lolled to the side, and he became a corpse.
The green spirit hovered in mid-air for a moment, then let out a sinister laugh.
Then it transformed into a green streak of light, and with an unstoppable force, it went straight through Zhang Tiezhu's brow and fiercely drilled into his mind!
"what!"
A scream that was not human at all suddenly echoed in the stone chamber. The process of possession was to tear the soul of the possessed person apart alive.
Zhang Tiezhu's body convulsed violently on the ice bed.
His eyes rolled back, and the corners of his eyes split open, streaming down two streams of bloody tears.
The muscles in his face were contorted in pain, and the veins on his forehead bulged as if they were about to burst.
This tearing pain from the depths of the soul was clearly transmitted through the sky to everyone on the Douluo Continent.
Inside the Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong gasped, involuntarily taking a half-step back before collapsing onto the papal throne.
Even she, who was always cold and ruthless, was now filled with fear.
"Devouring souls, taking over bodies..."
"How can such a vicious and evil magic exist in this world?"
Compared to when Zhao Hei's soul was extracted, this process of watching someone else's soul crawl into his mind and gradually devour his consciousness is far more intense.
It's absolutely despairing and suffocating!
The screams lasted for a full half hour before Zhang Tiezhu's convulsing body gradually calmed down.
For a moment, the stone chamber fell silent.
After a while, Zhang Tiezhu, who was lying on the ice bed, slowly opened his eyes.
He sat up in bed, twisted his neck, and moved his wrists.
That once honest, simple face of a young farmer now bore the look of vicissitude and sinister intent that only an old monster possessed.
He looked at his hands and smiled with satisfaction.
"Young bodies are truly wonderful."
The voice was still Zhang Tiezhu's, but the tone had completely changed to that of Elder Wu.
At the same time, the notification sound on the sky also rang on time.
This shattered the last glimmer of hope for the Douluo Continent.
Zhang Tiezhu, a cultivator at the fifth level of the Qi Refining stage, is dead.
[Cause of death: Possessed by a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, his soul was completely devoured and fused with the body.]
Survival time: four months and five days.
The first batch of five explorers have all been wiped out.
Meanwhile, in the main hall of the Heavenly Dou Empire's imperial palace.
The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
All the princes, ministers, royal knights, and even the royal retainers hidden in the shadows bowed their heads, not daring to utter a sound.
In the very center of the main hall, on the pure gold dragon throne that represented the highest power of the empire, Emperor Xueye sat slumped.
He's too old.
The magnificent dragon robe that once fit him perfectly now looked somewhat empty on his emaciated body.
Not only was he old, but his face also had an unnatural, ashen look.
The emperor's life force was being slowly eroded by a long-standing, hidden ailment, coupled with some kind of slow-acting poison that went unnoticed.
"Cough cough cough..."
A violent cough broke the silence of the hall.
Emperor Xueye covered his mouth, coughing so hard it was heart-wrenching.
The old eunuch who was by his side quickly stepped forward with ginseng soup, wanting to help him calm down.
"Get out of here."
On a snowy night, the emperor shoved the eunuch aside, revealing bulging veins on the back of his hand, which was covered in age spots.
He didn't look at the kneeling officials below the main hall, but instead raised his head and stared intently at the young farmer on the sky who had become "Elder Wu".
Everyone assumed that Emperor Xueye was frightened by this cruel and evil magic.
Even Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, who stood at the head of all the officials, frowned slightly.
She felt that Emperor Xueye was afraid that this method of depriving others of their bodies would spread to the Heavenly Dou Empire and cause uncontrollable turmoil.
However, the truth is quite the opposite.
Emperor Xueye's heart was pounding, but not from fear.
After all, which emperor wouldn't want to live a second life, or even live forever?
He glanced at his hands, which were as dry as tree bark, and felt the growing heaviness in his body, as if his heart might stop beating at any moment.
The shadow of death tormented him every night.
He doesn't want to die.
He is the ruler of the Heavenly Dou Empire, possessing the most supreme power, the largest territory, and the most inexhaustible wealth in the world.
With just a word from him, tens of thousands of soldiers would be willing to die for him.
But none of these things can buy back even a single day of youth.
The royal physicians changed batch after batch, and Ning Fengzhi from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also sent a lot of precious auxiliary medicinal materials.
But it was useless.
A Soul Master's healing Soul Skills can heal external injuries, but they cannot cure one's fate.
In the Douluo Continent, getting old means certain death.
Even a titled Douluo cannot escape the fate of turning into a handful of dust.
But today, the cultivator named Elder Wu on the celestial canopy taught him a lesson.
"Possession, huh...?"
Emperor Xueye pondered these two words repeatedly in his mind.