Zhuge Feng was over 800 years old this year, but he was still stuck in the early Yuanying stage. He could clearly feel that he wasn't far from the mid Yuanying stage, but he couldn't take that step.
Because of this, he ordered the disciples of the Yellow Sacred Sect to search for spiritual herbs for him, hoping that he could use them to break through to the mid Yuanying stage.
Before Zhuge Feng formed his Nascent Soul, he was a famous cultivation maniac in the Yellow Sacred Sect. Apart from cultivation, there were very few things that could move him, so he spent most of his time cultivating in seclusion.
Because of this perseverance, he was chosen by a Core Formation cultivator and was accepted as a disciple.
Under his master's meticulous nurturing, Zhuge Feng's cultivation increased rapidly. He cultivated the kind of cultivation method that was faster, but had weaker life-saving abilities.
When he was 130 years old, Zhuge Feng successfully entered the Core Formation stage and became one of the few high level cultivators in the Yellow Sacred Sect.
After entering the Core Formation stage, Zhuge Feng cultivated even more diligently. When he was 400 years old, he formed the Yuanying stage. However, his master had already passed away.
Zhuge Feng wasn't interested in women, nor was he greedy for power. He wholeheartedly focused on cultivation, but he knew that his abilities couldn't compare to cultivators of the same level. Because of this, he gave several pretty female disciples to Wu Yazi as concubines. His relationship with Wu Yazi was quite good.
After Zhuge Feng formed his Nascent Soul, he left the sect twice and never left again. He was always in seclusion in the Yellow Sacred Hall, and no one disturbed him.
One day, Zhuge Feng was bored and walked out of the secret room.
As soon as he walked out, Lin Chen walked towards him.
Lin Chen bowed and said excitedly, "Disciple Lin Chen greets Martial Uncle Zhuge. Martial Uncle Zhuge, good news, great news! A senior wants to sell us a 3,000-year-old spiritual herb."
Zhuge Feng's eyes lit up and asked impatiently, "Oh, where is the spiritual herb?"
"That senior wants an equivalent exchange. Disciple can't give him what he wants, so I can only wait for him to come back and report to Martial Uncle Zhuge."
Zhuge Feng nodded and asked, "Where is that Fellow Daoist now? Go and invite him here. "
"It's in a small courtyard in the Azure Valley. I wanted to invite this senior over, but he said that he was alone and didn't dare to come. He wanted to do the transaction at his residence. Uncle Zhuge, what do you think?"
"If that's the case, then let the Old Man make a trip! Lead the way! The Old Man won't mistreat you if you can get this three-thousand-year-old spiritual herb. "Zhuge Feng said generously.
Lin Chen's face lit up as he hurriedly expressed his gratitude.
After exiting the Yellow Sacred Hall, Zhuge Feng shook his sleeves and a palm-sized yellow shuttle flew out. It grew to about ten feet long and floated in front of him.
After the two of them jumped onto the yellow shuttle, Zhuge Feng formed a seal with one hand, and the yellow shuttle suddenly emitted a bright yellow light. With a whoosh, the yellow shuttle appeared dozens of feet away. Not long after, the yellow shuttle disappeared into the sky.
Half an hour later, Zhuge Feng and Lin Chen appeared outside a small courtyard.
Lin Chen took out a Sound Transmission Talisman and whispered a few words before throwing it into the courtyard.
Not long after, the courtyard door was opened, and a handsome golden-robed man walked out.
The man in the golden robe's magic power was slightly weaker than Zhuge Feng's. He was also a Yuanying cultivator.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuge, you can come in alone. Let your disciple stay outside!" The man in the golden robe said lightly.
Zhuge Feng nodded and told Lin Chen to go in with the man in the golden robe.
There was a pavilion in the courtyard that was dozens of feet tall. Zhuge Feng released his divine sense and scanned the entire courtyard. He didn't find a second cultivator, so he went into the pavilion with the man in the golden robe.
Just as Zhuge Feng stepped into the pavilion, a silver light suddenly lit up at the door. Wang Changsheng appeared without any warning, holding a red mirror in his hand.
With a flash of red light, a red ray of light shot out from the red mirror and covered Zhuge Feng.
Zhuge Feng couldn't move at all. His eyeballs kept rolling and his eyes were full of fear.
He felt a chill in his chest and a small blood-red sword pierced through his body. All the blood essence in his body seemed to be guided by something and rushed toward the small blood-red sword.
In just a few moments, Zhuge Feng's blood essence was sucked dry by the small blood-red sword and turned into a dried corpse.
With a flash of yellow light, a mini Yuanying that looked exactly like Zhuge Feng flew out of the dried corpse.
The mini Yuanying was holding a palm-sized yellow seal in its hand and its face was full of fear.
In the instant that the miniature Nascent Soul left his body, countless fine threads of blood flew out from the small crimson sword and quickly weaved into a large crimson net, trapping the miniature Nascent Soul in an instant.
The moment the mini Nascent Soul touched the blood-red net, it let out a painful cry and disappeared into the blood-red net. The blood-red net turned into countless blood-red threads and flew back into the blood-red sword. A yellow seal fell to the ground.
Immortal Wang nodded satisfyingly. He waved his hand at the small blood-red sword, and it flew back into his sleeve, disappearing into it.
He opened his mouth and the golden-robed man turned into a golden light and disappeared into his mouth. He spat out a cloud of black gas and wrapped Zhuge Feng's body.
Not long after, the black gas dispersed and Zhuge Feng's shriveled body returned to normal. He slowly stood up with a dull look in his eyes.
Wang Changsheng put away the yellow seal on the ground and took out a corpse bag. He put Zhuge Feng into the bag and quickly walked out.
Fifteen minutes later, Wang Changsheng followed Lin Chen back to the Sacred Yellow Sect and stayed in the Sacred Yellow Hall.
Half an hour later, Lin Chen used Zhuge Feng's name to gather all the Core Formation cultivators in the Sacred Yellow Sect for a meeting.
During the meeting, Zhuge Feng appeared and announced in front of everyone that he was going to go into seclusion to break through to the mid Yuanying stage. In the future, all the sect affairs would be handled by Lin Chen and another Core Formation elder would be in charge of the Azure Valley.
Although some people questioned Zhuge Feng's change in tone, Zhuge Feng found a random reason to brush them off. Because Zhuge Feng often went into seclusion to cultivate, the others didn't think much of it and promised to help Lin Chen with the sect affairs.
Lin Chen's first order was to send a few Core Formation cultivators to the various markets to buy rare materials for refining tools. Zhuge Feng's explanation was that he needed to set up a formation to help him break through to the mid Yuanying stage.
The Core Formation cultivators of the Sacred Yellow Sect didn't think much of it and left the Sacred Yellow Sect with a few dozen disciples.
Not long after, Lin Chen gave the order to increase the monthly salary of the low-level disciples. Although it was only an extra ten spiritual stones per month, Lin Chen received the approval of most of the low-level disciples and they carried out Lin Chen's orders even more thoroughly.
None of the Sacred Yellow Sect disciples would have thought that Zhuge Feng was already dead and Lin Chen was being controlled.
Including Lin Chen, there were two Core Formation cultivators and several Foundation Establishment cultivators who were controlled by Wang Changsheng and Mu Wanwan using the Witch Puppet Technique.
Immortal Wang planned to cultivate in seclusion in the Yellow Sacred Gate for more than twenty years, and borrow the power of the Yellow Sacred Gate to gather materials. Of course, if someone discovered something strange, he would leave the Yellow Sacred Gate in advance and find another place to cultivate.
However, from the current situation, no one noticed anything unusual for now. After all, Mu Wanwan's impersonation of Zhuge Feng was very similar to the real Zhuge Feng. No one would have thought that in less than a day, Zhuge Feng would die and the Memorial Tablet Hall would be controlled.
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