Dao of The Demonic Cultivator

Chapter 102: The Great Battle Concluded

As the Golden Core cultivator fell, the Thousand Insects Sect's Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators immediately crumbled like a landslide. They surrendered in droves, and in the blink of an eye, the battlefield was filled with Thousand Insects Sect cultivators no longer resisting.

Chu Xuan, seeing that Wan Wuying was safe and sound, breathed a sigh of relief. His master was still alive; thankfully, there was no need to flee.

At that moment, a voice transmission echoed in his ear: "Come find me in the eastern forest."

Chu Xuan immediately headed there and found Wan Wuying looking somewhat pale.

Chu Xuan produced some healing pills. "Master, are you injured?"

Wan Wuying dismissed them with a wave of his hand. "Your healing pills are of no use to me; take them back."

Chu Xuan nodded, thinking he hadn't really planned to give them anyway—it was just for appearances.

Wan Wuying took several glossy pills and popped them into his mouth, gradually bringing some color back to his cheeks. He looked at Chu Xuan with a complex expression and after a long pause said, "Is it just you?"

Chu Xuan nodded.

"What happened? Tell me about it," Wan Wuying requested.

Chu Xuan recounted the battle in detail, not intending to lie, as Wan Wuying would surely find out the truth if he chose to investigate. He merely omitted that he harbored merit and had practiced the techniques of the Golden Dragon Temple.

"Wu Teng, that traitor, hmph, well killed. Liu Zhenxiong... sigh, he was always too naïve, too kind-hearted for demonic cultivation. Li Xuanming... he did nothing wrong; why did you kill him?" Wan Wuying looked at Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan replied calmly, "He did nothing wrong, but he might have treated me the same way in the future, so I killed him. Also, keeping him would have split the cultivation resources and attention you give to me. Better to focus all on one than to dilute the effect across two. It's better if there's only me."

Wan Wuying commented, "You're quite straightforward. The battle is over. I need to go back and heal. I'll emerge from seclusion after some time."

Chu Xuan started to speak, then hesitated.

Wan Wuying chuckled, "I know what you want to ask. The leaders of the Heavenly Seal Sect aren't fools; they guessed early on that Imperial Spirit Mountain was interfering. The supposed reassignment of Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu was merely a ruse—they never left and stayed nearby.

Zhu Taiji, driven by personal desires, secretly collaborated with Imperial Spirit Mountain to attack his fellow sect members and even ordered his disciples to kill disciples from my Extreme Yin Cave.

He will be punished, and stripped of various resources and positions. However, as a Golden Core cultivator, the Heavenly Seal Sect won't be too harsh on him. They won't drive him away but will let him reflect on his actions, and perhaps one day, he will be sent to attack Imperial Spirit Mountain to redeem himself. Guo Zhen, too weak, was killed by me."

Wan Wuying clicked his tongue, "In my opinion, the elders of the Heavenly Seal Sect are still rigid in their ways. It would be better to let me slay Zhu Taiji and forge him into a Corpse Commander; far more useful than a rebellious Golden Core cultivator."

Chu Xuan chuckled softly, "The leaders of Heavenly Seal Sect fear you as well."

Wan Wuying snorted, "Of course I know that. They don't want me to become too powerful. But they still need to rely on me now and dare not treat me poorly.

This battle has indeed established the reputation of my Extreme Yin Cave. No one dares to provoke the tiger anymore. Just continue to act as usual during this time, and do not tarnish the name of Extreme Yin Cave."

Chu Xuan nodded, "Yes."

Wan Wuying then said, "You take care of cleaning up the battlefield. Don't waste so many corpses."

"Yes."

With that, Wan Wuying rode the black winds and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Chu Xuan felt a bit sentimental. His master was indeed reliable. A good thing indeed.

He diligently gathered his own resources, but nothing compared to the master directly bestowing him a trove of treasures.

...

The great battle thus concluded.

Over the lands of Wu Province, only a few Foundation Establishment cultivators led Qi Refining cultivators in resistance.

Additionally, the land was rife with poisonous creatures and demonic beasts.

These also needed time to be cleared. If not cleared, it was impossible to establish mundane cities. And without mundane cities, true dominion could not be discussed.

The Golden Core masters of the Heavenly Seal Sect naturally wouldn't spare the energy for such tasks.

These chores of clearing Gu cultivators, poisonous creatures, and demonic beasts, and establishing mundane cities, would all be delegated and completed by the disciples of the Heavenly Seal Sect.

A sect expands its territory step by step in this manner, growing ever more vast and formidable.

Chu Xuan was too lazy to care about these commissions.

Too troublesome. It was quicker to make money through looting.

Chu Xuan swiftly cleaned the battlefield before anyone else could react.

Nearly a thousand corpses were collected into the Corpse Nurturing Tower.

Chu Xuan, piloting the Green Shadow Shuttle, was about to return to the Water Curtain Cave. Then he heard an urgent shout from below.

"Uncle Master Chu!"

Looking down, it was Chen Ge, lying amidst a pile of corpses.

However, Chen Ge had lost his right arm. His body was also covered with numerous wounds.

Yet, his face was filled with joy. Clearly, he had reaped great rewards.

Seeing no one around, Chen Ge took a storage bag from his own, and respectfully presented it with both hands, whispering, "Uncle Master, this is a storage bag from a Thousand Insects Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator that I found. I didn't dare to keep it for myself. After much thought, I decided it should be presented to you."

Chu Xuan chuckled softly.

For this once junior brother, now a nephew disciple, he held a deep impression.

Now, Chen Ge's actions were quite commendable.

Chu Xuan casually accepted the storage bag, "Chen Ge, let's go. I'll accompany you part of the way. In the future, when you establish your own cultivator family, I will lend a helping hand."

Chen Ge was immensely moved, almost kneeling in gratitude, "Thank you, Uncle Master!"

He could have easily kept the storage bag for himself. The value inside would even surpass that of two or three dozen Qi Refining stage cultivators' storage bags combined.

Yet, after much deliberation, he decided to hand it over to Chu Xuan. Because he could see.

Out of the four Foundation Establishment cultivators from Extreme Yin Cave, now only Chu Xuan remained. He had outlived Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and Wu Teng!

Why wouldn't he invest in such a person? Why not serve him?

A short while later, Chu Xuan set down Chen Ge at Plain City.

Chen Ge respectfully said, "Thank you, Uncle Master Chu. Once I recover from my injuries, I will start establishing my cultivator family."

Chu Xuan smiled, "Very good. Extreme Yin Cave needs to grow and thrive, and it requires your contributions of spiritual seedlings."

Chu Xuan watched him depart, then once again piloted the Green Shadow Shuttle into the wind. He quickly returned to the Water Curtain Cave.

...

On the Blue Star.

Chu Xuan opened each of the storage bags one by one.

The Thousand Insects Sect'a Gu cultivators were generally quite poor. Their spirit stones were few, but they possessed countless Gu insects and eggs.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Heavenly Seal Sect, on the other hand, had considerably more substantial wealth. From their storage bags, Chu Xuan found many unexpected items.

Items like blood beads, Gu insects, demonic pills, and magic talismans—clearly all backup strategies and resources.

Yet, they hadn't even had a chance to use them before they met their demise.

Finally, two exquisite storage bags lay before him. One belonged to Li Xuanming. The other to Duan Feipeng.

The best was saved for last, a treat to be savored. These two storage bags were bound to be the most valuable!

"Time to open these blind boxes!"