Great Daoist Master Xuan Du came suddenly and left in a suave manner. He took a wisp of Lord Black Spirit's essence soul and injected it into a jade token with a special restriction. After handing it to Yang Jian, he floated away.
The jade token was an item that could instantly take Lord Black Spirit's life. Even if Lord Black Spirit tried her best to guard against it, she would be severely injured if Yang Jian crushed the jade token.
The essence soul was the core of the essence soul. It was the life of a cultivator.
Xuan Du had appeared this time purely to protect Lord Black Spirit's life.
According to Xuan Du's thoughts, Yang Jian would have to cultivate for at least a few thousand years to be able to be on par with Lord Black Spirit. He did not expect Yang Jian to improve so much after obtaining the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl.
In fact, Yang Jian was just lucky. Lord Black Spirit had made a mistake in her cultivation and caused herself to be half-dead. However, she still wanted to stand up for the Rain Spirit World. That was why Yang Jian tried to test and kill her.
After knowing that she was from the ancient human race, Yang Jian respected her more. After Xuan Du left, he took the initiative to move forward.
As soon as he took a step forward, Lord Black Spirit subconsciously took half a step back. Be it the woman or the black shadow, they looked at Yang Jian warily.
Yang Jian picked up the jade token and waved it before putting it away.
Lord Black Spirit smiled self-deprecatingly. The black shadow gradually returned to his main body and sat there with lifeless eyes.
Ao Xinke carried a piece of clothing and placed it in front of her.
Yang Jian said, "Uncle-Master should have told you that I'm unifying the Four Spirit Realms. You can take care of the Black Spirit World. We will not interfere."
Lord Black Spirit slowly raised her head and glared at Yang Jian. "I'll give the Black Spirit World to you. Let me enter the Xuandu City."
"That'll have to wait until you recover from your injuries." Yang Jian shook his head. "You insist on entering the Xuandu City. Is there a treasure in the Xuandu City that can help you take revenge?"
Lord Black Spirit fell silent. She knelt there and put on her clothes hastily. She was not angry at all.
She said, "Rumor has it that there is a Saint in the Xuandu City who can become a Saint of the Great Dao."
"Just a rumor?" Yang Jian was dumbfounded.
"Still not enough?" Black Spirit Lord looked up at Yang Jian, clenched his teeth, and held back the tears in his eyes. "Ever since I started cultivating this demonic art, I knew that I had lost the chance to become a sage. If I couldn't become a sage, I couldn't kill Kunpeng. This rumor is my life-saving straw! If not for this rumor, I would have long been lost in the demonic arts! "
Yang Jian sighed softly, "Fine, just now Eldest Martial Uncle also instructed you to recuperate from your injuries. Xinke will secretly take over the Black Spirit World later. "
"I'm going to the Xuandu City now!"
Lord Black Spirit's breathing quickened as he looked at Yang Jian with a burning gaze. "Let me in! Even if I can't find the fortuitous encounter, let me in! "
Yang Jian and Ao Xinke looked at each other and discussed for a while. Ao Xinke also said that they could focus on taking down the Rain Spirit World now. Yang Jian nodded slightly.
Even if Lord Black Spirit was at her peak, Yang Jian would not be afraid that she would cause trouble in Xuandu City, let alone the fact that Lord Black Spirit was seriously injured and under his control.
After all, there were four puppets whose strength could not be measured at all.
"Follow me."
Yang Jian said to Lord Black Spirit and headed towards the Fog Spirit World with Ao Xinke.
After flying for a while, Yang Jian saw that Lord Black Spirit was having trouble flying. He stopped and used Xuanqi to give her some pills to heal her injuries and regulate her Qi. Then, he used Xuanqi to wrap her and flew with her.
Yang Jian had never thought of that before.
In fact, when he was devising the plan to subdue the Four Spirit World, Yang Jian had even considered that even if he defeated Lord Black Spirit, an expert like her would definitely not lower his head to him.
However, he did not expect that Lord Black Spirit's obsession with revenge was too strong. She did not care about anything else.
The dignity of an expert and the pride of an expert were laughable child's play in front of her.
Perhaps, it was indeed difficult for Yang Jian, a cultivator who had a smooth journey to reach where he was today, to understand how much she had sacrificed in order to obtain her current strength.
After sending Ao Xinke back to the Fog Spirit World, Yang Jian reminded her to be careful and brought Lord Black Spirit to Xuandu City.
It was a little troublesome to enter the city. After all, Great Daoist Master Xuan Du had only agreed verbally. Lord Black Spirit could not pass through the array formation.
Fortunately, he had the black turtle with him. Yang Jian placed her inside and sneaked in.
Yang Jian first went to the ninth city wall, where the four puppets stayed all year round. He explained the matter of Lord Black Spirit to Puppet Fourteen.
"You don't have to ask us about these things." Puppet Fourteen's lark-like voice was filled with a hint of a smile. "The people of the Dao Sect can decide for themselves."
"Thank you." Yang Jian cupped his hands and released Lord Black Spirit.
Puppet Fourteen leaned forward with his hands behind his back. Puppet Fourteen, who was wrapped in cloth, was similar to Lord Black Spirit's previous appearance.
Lord Black Spirit subconsciously wanted to escape. Fortunately, Yang Jian used Xuanqi to wrap him up in time.
"Take a look. This is the Xuandu City that you have always wanted to enter," Yang Jian said calmly.
"How could this be …"
Lord Black Spirit's words were filled with indignation and even despair.
She knelt on the city tower, her body trembling.
With her vision, she could naturally see the defeat of the Xuandu City. She could see that there were no treasures to speak of, let alone the opportunity to become a Saint.
Beside her, Yang Jian waited for her to kneel for a long time. After she was almost in despair, he finally spoke.
"There are actually some Saint's inheritance. Come with me. I'll take you to Saint's Tomb to see if you can find some opportunities."
Yang Jian said. Lord Black Spirit was stunned at first, then glared at Yang Jian. Other than anger, there was also a little hope and relief in his eyes.
This … This is a certain True Lord who has begun to learn bad things from his Great Master …
Most of the Xuandu City was built in the Taisu Era and had the same roots as the four puppets. It was also a battlefield between Taisu powerhouses and powerful enemies. However, the final outcome was that the Xuandu City was completely destroyed and Saint's Tomb was safe and sound.
In front of the broken wall at the entrance of Saint's Tomb, Yang Jian looked at Lord Black Spirit and said, "If you want to stay alive for revenge, listen to me after you enter. Don't walk around or touch anything."
"Hmph." Lord Black Spirit curled his lips disapprovingly. "My temperament will not be worse than yours."
"Alright." Yang Jian sighed faintly and used Xuanqi to drag her into Saint's Tomb.
When his mind appeared, Lord Black Spirit trembled slightly. Shock and surprise flashed across his eyes.
"Saint Dao Law!"
"Most of these are traps. Let's go inside."
Yang Jian continued to move forward and brought her to look around.
Lord Black Spirit was extremely excited at that moment. He greedily experienced the Saint Dao Laws, but it made his injuries worse. However, he still tried to guide the Saint Dao Law into his body.
Yang Jian did not say much and just kept moving forward.
Suddenly, a few snowflakes blew in front of him. It was the Snow Saint Partial Spirit who took the initiative to step out of the Heart Sea Realm and blocked Yang Jian's path.
"Where is your Great Master Uncle?"
"Greetings, Senior Snow." Yang Jian bowed with a Dao salute. Lord Black Spirit was stunned.
Without waiting for Yang Jian to say anything, Lord Black Spirit suddenly knelt in mid-air and kowtowed to the Snow Saint Partial Spirit. He repeated with a sobbing tone, "Senior, please pass on my mantle! Senior, please pass on my mantle! "
The Snow Saint Partial Spirit only frowned slightly. Naturally, she would not be moved so easily.
The Snow Saint Partial Spirit tilted her head and looked at Yang Jian. Yang Jian smiled bitterly and said, "This is also a pitiful person who has been cultivating for the sake of revenge. I need her to help me in the future. With Uncle-Master's permission, I brought her here to look for some opportunities."
"Revenge? This obsession of cultivation is a little ridiculous. "
The Snow Saint Partial Spirit raised her hand and pointed at Lord Black Spirit from afar. She then shook her head gently. "Her aptitude is average and her comprehension is insufficient. Moreover, she is walking on the evil path of dispersing the Dao to seek the Demon Dao. She cannot inherit my mantle."
"Demon?"
"Yes, this is actually a very general way of saying it. Under the guise of not cultivating the Dao laws and forming one's own Dao laws, in reality, one's cultivation is still following the guidance of the Dao laws."
The Snow Saint Partial Spirit shook her head gently. Her figure turned into snowflakes that danced with the wind and slowly dissipated.
"However, there are people who have cultivated this Dao and become Sages. Go in and look for them."
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior."
Yang Jian thanked her. The Heart Sea Realm returned to its original state. Everywhere was an illusion of change.
Lord Black Spirit knelt there in a daze. Yang Jian was not anxious. He waited for her for more than an hour before she stood up.
"Is there an opportunity for me inside?"
"There should be, but it is also quite dangerous inside. You need to recover your strength before I will let you search for it."
Lord Black Spirit nodded calmly. It was as though she was no longer in a hurry.
Yang Jian brought her along as they continued forward. When they passed by the boundary stone of the heart sea, he specially reminded her, "There's a lonely soul living inside. This is the enemy of all living creatures. Don't be bewitched by him and become his food."
"I should be the only one who bewitches others."
Shaking his head without saying a word, Yang Jian led her forward for another thousand feet. The familiar door opened, and Treasure Lord Colored Glaze was still waiting inside.
After bringing her into the Colored Glaze Tomb, Yang Jian bowed to the elder in the Colored Glaze pillar. "Sorry to trouble you again, Senior."
"It's fine, it's fine." Treasure Lord Colored Glaze smiled and waved her hand. She sized up Lord Black Spirit and looked at Yang Jian. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so idle. No matter how fast your cultivation level is, you should not be complacent."
"Senior, this … Yes, he can be considered a hired thug that I picked up."
"Greetings, Senior." Lord Black Spirit knelt down decisively and prostrated on the ground. "Senior, please pass on my mantle."
Treasure Lord Colored Glaze exclaimed. She thought that Yang Jian had brought back a physical cultivator. An aura seeped out of the Colored Glaze Pearl and enveloped Lord Black Spirit.
Yang Jian did not care much and released the little fellow from the Black Tortoise Belt. The little bird that looked like a baby eagle kept flapping its wings excitedly.
"You're not suitable for my Dao." Treasure Lord Colored Glaze shook her head regretfully. "Your Demonic Art has gone down the wrong path. Why don't you abolish your Demonic Art and cultivate from scratch?"
Lord Black Spirit refused flatly. "I can't abolish my own Dao! Never! "
"Senior, are there any Saint Remnant Spirits that cultivated Demonic Arts in this Saint's Tomb?"
"There are, but most of those who cultivated this Dao have a strange temperament." Treasure Lord Colored Glaze winked at Yang Jian. Yang Jian suddenly understood something.
The one who could pass on Lord Black Spirit's inheritance must be the Saint Remnant Spirits that were robbed by Xuan Du and Treasure Lord Colored Glaze.
"Heal your injuries first." Yang Jian thought for a while and painfully took out a pot of elixir pills from the deepest part of the Black Tortoise Belt. He poured out a Nine Transformations Golden Pill and walked to Lord Black Spirit with it.
Yang Jian looked at the ancient human princess who had a plain face but a firm gaze and said in a low voice, "I hope you have the ability to fight Kunpeng in the future."
"Nine Transformations Golden Pill?" Lord Black Spirit's expression suddenly changed. She looked at Yang Jian in disbelief. "For me?"
Although Yang Jian's expression was calm, the corner of his mouth was still twitching.
Grandmaster had only given her a little. There would be a series of battles in the future. Wasting one would be heartbreaking …
However, considering Lord Black Spirit's strength, she would be the backbone to besiege Demon Master Kunpeng in the future. In order to win people's hearts, she had to pay a price.
Besiege?
When Yang Jian learned about Lord Black Spirit's obsession, he had given up the idea of fighting Kunpeng alone.
"Eat it. I also have a score to settle with Kunpeng. You and I are actually the same kind of people."
Before Yang Jian could finish his sentence, Lord Black Spirit had already opened her mouth. If Yang Jian did not stop fast enough, she would have bitten him.
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