Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials

Chapter 456 - 232: Heaven Protects the Spirit Origin, Water and Fire United to Cultivate the Dao Seed

"Cough..."

Compared to the last time, when Zheng Yi came to the entrance of the Wei Mansion, the scenery remained unchanged, with no significant differences.

The vast accumulation of an Array Master naturally remained substantial. Even after being absent for over two years, leaving no trace, the mansion had not noticeably declined. Under the steward’s management, it still maintained a fundamental balance.

The guards at the door were still present, and even the personnel had not been replaced. They were the same ones who had refused Zheng Yi entry last time.

When he took out the Token representing Wei Xu’s own presence and stepped into the Wei Mansion.

Through the evolution of the Divine Soul Puppet in Zheng Yi’s mind, nothing happening in secret could escape his perception.

Observations and supervision from various hidden corners watched over the scenes within the mansion.

Zheng Yi observed coldly without further intentions, merely giving a low cough.

Instantly, all sounds ceased.

By now, his Divine Soul Power had evolved to an extreme; paired with the operation of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thought Celestial Strike Technique, it would be impossible for these secret observers, nor even a Purple Mansion Cultivator, to withstand his cough without their Divine Soul being jolted out of their corporeal form.

Yet, under such public scrutiny, Zheng Yi didn’t want to overdo things. He merely intended to provide a warning and lesson, thus deliberately lowered the impact of his Divine Soul Power.

However, to outsiders, it was entirely different, that single cough resounded like thunder from the ninth heaven, instantly reaching everyone’s ears, echoing like an explosion beside those coveters’ ears.

Many were caught off guard and felt as if their Divine Soul was almost shattered. They stood dumbfounded, with blood seeping from their ears as their eardrums buzzed like they’d suffered significant harm.

In an instant, the surrounding gazes vanished.

It’s not that these people didn’t want to react, but under that recent cough, all the onlookers fell unconscious, unable to even attempt escape.

Such a scenario would undeniably bring a tremendous shock to the forces behind these coveters, making them aware of the unfathomable depths of the Wei Mansion, naturally causing them to retreat.

As for any who dared reach in further, it wouldn’t be Zheng Yi’s fault if he decided to chop off their claws.

...

Standing in the familiar Wei Mansion hall, a sense of emotion rose in Zheng Yi’s heart.

The interval between his two visits wasn’t more than two years.

Yet, the world had already changed immensely.

The renowned first Loose Cultivator Array Master of Blood Mist Abyss City, Wei Xu, had also met his demise.

Leaving the Wei Mansion isolated, with his sole blood-related granddaughter.

Yet, no one else knew.

Although the Wei Mansion appeared almost unchanged from before, the seemingly new and mighty structures inexplicably carried a somewhat outdated feel.

With or without Wei Xu, the Wei Mansion, in Zheng Yi’s view, was in two entirely different states.

Without delay, when Wei Shuke hurried in, Zheng Yi informed her of Wei Xu’s death.

Though the two had only met once, with the information left by Wei Xu before his death displayed through the Memory Stone, Wei Shuke, being brilliantly intelligent, naturally believed most of it.

Though she’d had some premonitions over those two years after the incident, when the reality of her grandfather’s demise settled, sorrow inevitably welled up in her heart.

However, this young girl had indeed endured much hardship from a young age, well nurtured by Master Wei Xu, possessing a disposition that was gentle yet strong.

Therefore, when hearing this news, although Wei Shuke was saddened, her reaction wasn’t intense. She didn’t cry like a typical mortal girl would but suppressed her grief and asked Zheng Yi several questions.

This might be because Wei Xu had long prepared his sole granddaughter for such an eventuality before he left, or perhaps because she’d internally anticipated the possibility of Wei Xu’s demise; hence, Wei Shuke remained so composed.

Seeing this, Zheng Yi nodded slightly instead.

Such resilience in character indeed marked her as promising!

If she could overcome the trials of life and death, a bright future was foreseeable.

Though he had promised Master Wei Xu to take Wei Shuke as a disciple, the path of discipleship varied in forms.

Whether she deserved his earnest mentorship, even inheriting his legacy, depended on her performance.

Now, it seemed, Zheng Yi was very pleased with Wei Shuke.

...

"This is the Three-Transformed Celestial Yang Pill, as I promised your grandfather, to cure your cold ailment, harmonize Yin and Yang, and resolve your extremely Yin-constituted body."

Zheng Yi took out the Elixir Pills, refined meticulously by an Alchemy Master using the Inner Core of a Twelve-winged Celestial Fire Dragon Centipede as the main component, expending countless valuable resources, and handed it over.

"Swallow this pill and slowly refine it..."

"The extremely Yin constitution will no longer be your limitation; from now on, the sky’s the limit for birds to fly; the sea is vast for fish to leap. The path of the Great Dao, unimpeded ahead!"

Without any pretense, Wei Shuke accepted the pill gracefully and held it firmly.

Yet, deep within her eyes, sadness uncontrollably surged.

Clearly, Master Wei Xu’s passing brought tremendous psychological weight and emotional shock to this brilliant and astute young woman.

But soon, Wei Shuke composed herself, stabilized her emotions again, and softly expressed her gratitude towards Zheng Yi.

"Thank you, senior, for your noble act; neither my grandfather’s spirit in heaven nor I can ever repay it in this lifetime..."

"Senior, did my grandfather leave any instructions before he passed away?!"

"At that critical moment, I entered into an agreement with your grandfather – I promised him that I could take you as my disciple. Are you willing?!"

Zheng Yi’s gaze shot straight at her, his eyes like flashes of lightning resting upon Wei Shuke, imparting a feeling as though one’s entire being was about to be seen through.