Cuckoo Takes Over the Magpie's Nest

In the deepest part of the Wisdom Immortal Cave Abode, in a dark space, a hunched figure sat cross-legged in the darkness.

He was covered in a black robe, which was covered in dust. His hair was sparse, his eyes were sunken, and his cheeks were deeply hollow. He looked as if he were a skeleton covered with a human skin.

But his dark eyes, still bright and piercing, remained luminous within their sockets.

Before him were countless small light screens, each displaying the trials of the various outsiders in different levels of space. At this moment, the Black-Robed Figure was staring at a light screen showing Tang Ruowei furiously using the sword and Palm Technique Bai Qiuran had taught her to frantically beat a girl who looked exactly like her.

The girl Creation from the Cave Abode's Formation had been beaten beyond recognition.

Meanwhile, on almost the same high platform in the light screen on his other side, Li Jinyao was wielding Twin Sabers, chasing after a handsome White Hair man, hacking him to pieces.

After looking at it for a moment, he looked away.

These two lucky little girls have basically passed this "trial of Unfulfilled Desire." Originally, this trial was not testing the test subjects' combat abilities, but rather their mental fortitude.

Therefore, the Formation -Creation Body generated in this trial do not possess high combat capabilities.

According to the usual procedure, the "Unfulfilled Desire" trial will show the test subjects things they desire but cannot obtain in their lives, and use various temptations to lure them. After letting them come into close contact with what they desire, these things will disappear, making them taste the bitterness of unfulfilled desire, destroying the cultivator's state of mind, and finally luring them into a deadly trap.

Cultivators's state of mind is almost inextricably linked to their cultivation level. There have been instances where damage to one's state of mind has led to a decline in cultivation or even death.

Normal people usually treat what they want with great care, valuing it more than their own lives. Even the person who designed this challenge probably never imagined that someone would be so eager to get what they Unfulfilled Desire they would resort to violence before even considering it.

However, this was irrelevant to the man in Black-Robed Figure. There are all kinds of people in this world, and it's perfectly normal for one or two strange Cultivators to appear from time to time.

The Black-Robed Figure focused all his attention on another screen of light, where Bai Qiuran had already casually wiped her hands clean on the headless corpse and stepped into the mist.

"I never imagined that such a powerful Heterodox Cultivator would exist in later generations."

A look of longing appeared on the Black-Robed Figure's face.

"If I could possess his body, then I..."

As if sensing his thoughts, two eerie blue flames suddenly ignited in the eye Skull as white as jade beside the Black-Robed Figure. A voice came from the darkness, scoffing, "You want to possess his body? With your stupidity, that body would be useless to you even if you were given it."

"Snort."

Upon hearing this voice, the Black-Robed Figure snorted coldly. His lips didn't move, but his voice emanated from within him, asking, "Do you know his background?"

"Of course I know, I am Wisdom Immortal bestowed with Great Wisdom by heaven."

The light within the Skull flickered intermittently.

"But I certainly won't tell you, Holy Dynasty Crown Prince, that Ghost should obediently sleep in their coffins! Especially Ghost like you who deserted in the face of battle!"

"Ha, the Wisdom Immortal? What a magnificent title, yet now he's nothing but a skeleton, with only a pitiful wisp of his Nascent Soul remaining."

The Black-Robed Figure sneered, "Do you think your fate will be any better than mine?"

"But I'm different from you, Holy Dynasty Crown Prince."

The Nascent Soul within the Skull swayed and drifted.

"I have no other Desire, nor will I use Arts to seize another's body... Unlike you, who yearns for the outside world yet can only sit here day after day for tens of thousands of years, I think the phrase '[Unfulfilled Desire]' is more suitable for you than a trial."

The Black-Robed Figure did not speak, but a chilling killing intent emanated from him. Despite sensing this killing intent, the Skull remained fearless.

"You can't kill me. My Nascent Soul is blessed by the Heavenly Dao, immortal and indestructible. What can you people do to me?"

The Black-Robed Figure's chest heaved slightly, clearly indicating that he was quite angry.

However, he regained his composure after a short while.

"Yes, I can't do anything to you."

The Black-Robed Figure spoke with a voice filled with anger.

"But once I obtain a physical body, I'll have plenty of ways to torment you... At that time, I'll make you cry and scream, wishing you were dead!"

Meanwhile, Bai Qiuran, having traversed the thick fog, suddenly found herself back on the cliff of that mountain peak.

Looking back, he saw that the summit was now separated from him by a Cloudmist, and he had unknowingly traversed a considerable distance to reach a lower cliff.

Below him, the Cloudmist still swirled, suggesting that once he stepped into Cloudmist, another wondrous trial awaited him.

"The Eight Great Sufferings of life lead to liberation from Reincarnation and the path to immortality... Does this mean one must undergo the trials of the Eight Great Sufferings to enter the true Wisdom Immortal Cave Abode?"

Bai Qiuran looked down at the Cloudmist below, then stepped onto the almost vertical cliff and continued walking into the Cloudmist.

Anyway, he's highly skilled and daring. Regardless of whether he can enter the real Wisdom Immortal Cave Abode after experiencing the Eight Great Sufferings, the only thing to do now is to go and try.

Passing through the Cloudmist again, Bai Qiuran felt a familiar sense of spatial dislocation. He decided to try to figure out the Spatial Teleportation mechanism within the Cloudmist as he walked. Just when he felt he was about to get a feel for it, the Cloudmist dissipated, and he found himself in a new space.

Unlike the first space, this time he came to an open space. On the left and right sides were still bottomless abysses, and a stone path that could only be passed by one person at a time stretched into the distance. However, the sky had changed from the dark rock walls to a dim and yellow sky like the setting sun.

There seems to be another barrier above the passage, used to suppress Cultivators who can Sword Flight, forcing them to rely solely on their own two feet to traverse this narrow wooden bridge.

The sky, filled with a dim light, gave an illusion of decay and old age. Bai Qiuran looked around and found a Stone Stele identical to the one before on a floating stone platform beside the passage. It read:

Justice White Hair only Mortal World the elderly; even the most powerful will not escape judgment.

A moment later, the Stele Inscription changed again, becoming six large characters:

[The second suffering: the Suffering of Old Age.]

"Aging...?"

Bai Qiuran blinked, somewhat curious.

How does this Cave Abode allow Cultivators to experience the pain of aging? Does it perhaps possess the ability to manipulate time?