I Just Want to Quietly Lie Low as a Cultivator
Chapter 1243

A Hundred Ghosts and Gods Fear Neither Immortals, Demons, nor Heaven! (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

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Boom!!

After a deafening crash, the nine Post Stations shattered to pieces, and the whole world seemed to shudder violently with them.

In midair, the Post Stations crumbled to dust from the impact, but no debris fell or flew outward. Instead, they transformed into a chaotic orb of light.

The orb plunged into the river in an instant.

The once-calm river surged into enormous waves.

The waves towered to the sky. Countless bones, corpses, and skulls bobbed up and down in the current as a chilling, sinister aura burst out in all directions.

Then, the river parted layer by layer under an invisible force, and a gigantic eyeball slowly rose from its depths.

The entire eyeball was pitch-black. Within its pupil, an indescribable radiance gleamed; its light was dense, its aura inscrutable and powerful. It was even more powerful than Dao Integration, and the hair-raising dread it inspired was all the more intense.

It fixed Pei Ling with a cold stare, its gaze gloomy and still, as though holding back an overwhelming force...

At the sight, Pei Ling's brow furrowed. This was the [Seeds of Fortune] he had seen in the depths below the river earlier—the [Seeds of Fortune] in its true form!

As expected, the [Seeds of Fortune] had three states in total.

The first was the black-robed man inside the Post Station. His cultivation and strength were around the Dao Integration Mid Stage, and he could wield every divine ability and spell of the Nine Great Sects. His power was formidable. But with the True Immortal Will assisting him, Pei Ling had won without much difficulty.

The second was its "fruit" form, which possessed the strength of the Dao Integration Late Stage and could use every spell and divine ability of the "fruit."

If not for the True

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