Wang Lin's Core Formation; Parting

Inside the house.

Qin Hao and Wang Lin sat facing each other.

By now, Wang Lin had refined the cultivation pill transformed from the Ten Thousand Demons Hundred Day Execution Order, and his cultivation had already risen to the late stage of Golden Core.

"Junior Brother Wang, you possess the Extreme Realm Power within your body, so your breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage will differ from that of ordinary people."

Qin Hao explained, "When you break through, the Extreme Realm will obstruct you, and that is when you will need to rely on external force."

Wang Lin was skeptical of Qin Hao's words.

However, facing this great cultivator at the Spirit Transformation stage, he could only let the other party do as he pleased.

Still, Wang Lin was very much looking forward to promoting to the Nascent Soul stage.

As long as he promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, he would have the strength to return to the Zhao Kingdom and seek revenge on Teng Huayuan.

For the current Wang Lin, as long as he could have his revenge, he would be willing to sell his soul to the devil.

Qin Hao asked, "Are you ready?"

"Yes!"

Wang Lin nodded and took out the Earth Transformation Pill and the Infant-Establishing Pill.

"Then let us begin!"

With a thought, Qin Hao produced a Nascent Soul from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

The moment Wang Lin saw the Nascent Soul, he recognized it as Piao Nanzi, the Old Ancestor of the Xuandao Sect.

Back then, the man had wanted to seize the Hengyue Sect, only to eventually fall at the hands of Qin Hao.

"Refine!"

Qin Hao pointed his finger at Piao Nanzi's Nascent Soul, beginning to use his own cultivation to erase the other's spiritual sense and consciousness.

In this world, a cultivator's Nascent Soul could likewise increase the success rate of forming a Nascent Soul.

Qin Hao worried that Piao Nanzi might attempt to possess Wang Lin, so he erased it with great care, needing to cleanse it several times before he felt at ease.

At this time, Wang Lin first swallowed the Earth Transformation Pill, and surges of majestic spiritual energy emerged, causing his cultivation to rise once more.

When Wang Lin had refined the Earth Transformation Pill, his cultivation had already risen to the pseudo-infant realm of the Great Perfection of Golden Core.

Next, Wang Lin swallowed the Infant-Establishing Pill, and even more majestic spiritual energy emerged, rapidly flooding his entire body's meridians.

Wang Lin changed the hand seals, and this spiritual energy began to flow like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, all of it submerging into his Golden Core.

"Hum!"

Under the continuous injection of spiritual energy, Wang Lin's Golden Core expanded incessantly, its color growing deeper and deeper.

"Go!"

Qin Hao crushed Piao Nanzi's Nascent Soul and drove it into the Golden Core within Wang Lin's body.

"Crack, crack!"

Cracks began to appear on Wang Lin's Golden Core, and the first signs of forming a Nascent Soul began to emerge within him.

"Sizzle~"

Just then, Wang Lin felt the Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense within his Sea of Consciousness spiral out of control.

This Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense rushed straight out of the Sea of Consciousness, broke through the Purple Mansion, traveled all the way to his Dantian, and descended toward Wang Lin's Golden Core.

Clearly, his Extreme Realm intended to destroy his Golden Core.

"No! Stop!"

Wang Lin was terrified.

He discovered that no matter how he tried to control it, the Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense would not obey him.

"Sizzle!"

At that moment, another strand of Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense appeared, transforming into a protective barrier that blocked Wang Lin's own Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense.

Without the obstruction of the Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense, Wang Lin's Golden Core shattered continuously.

A tiny figure, identical to him, suddenly appeared within his Dantian, its entire body radiating five-colored light.

As the Nascent Soul condensed, a fluctuation of the Nascent Soul Realm began to spread out from Wang Lin's body.

And when his cultivation broke through, Wang Lin discovered that the Extreme Realm Power had actually returned to calm, sinking back into his Sea of Consciousness.

"Swish!"

Wang Lin opened his eyes, looked at Qin Hao, and thanked him, "Many thanks, Senior Brother Qin!"

He realized that the other party had truly not lied to him.

If the other party had not assisted him this time, he would never have succeeded in forming his Nascent Soul.

He looked at Qin Hao and asked, "Senior Brother Qin, was what you just used also the Extreme Realm?"

"Indeed!"

Qin Hao nodded.

"Hiss!"

Wang Lin was shocked.

He never expected that the other party would also possess the Extreme Realm.

During his time in the Demon Cultivation Sea, Wang Lin had slaughtered his way through many, and he was well aware of the terror of the Extreme Realm.

Wang Lin asked, "Senior Brother Qin, does the Extreme Realm hinder every breakthrough in cultivation?"

"Yes!"

Qin Hao said, "Starting from Core Formation, every time one breaks through in cultivation, the Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense will obstruct it, unless someone can assist."

"I am different from you. My Extreme Realm was given to me by someone else, not my own, so this situation does not occur!"

"Given by someone else?"

Wang Lin took a deep look at him, his inner heart guessing, He is helping me like this—could it be that he wants the Extreme Realm I possess?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt this was a possibility.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, it is time to depart!"

Just then, Duanmu Ji's voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire War God Temple.

"Let's go!"

Qin Hao rose to his full height and was the first to leave.

When he appeared again, he had arrived at the mountain gate of the War God Temple.

At this moment, all the Nascent Soul Cultivators of the War God Temple were gathered here.

Lan Ruo, Li Muwan, and Zhou Zihong had also arrived at the plaza.

"I am leaving!"

Qin Hao looked at the crowd, his gaze finally settling on Li Muwan.

He took out a Jade Slip in front of everyone, walked forward, and handed it to Li Muwan.

"Wan'er, this Jade Slip is sealed with ten of my attacks. It can unleash ten of my full-strength strikes. In the days I am away, it will protect you in my stead!"

Hearing Qin Hao's words, the way everyone looked at Li Muwan changed completely.

By saying this in public, Qin Hao was declaring to everyone that Li Muwan was his woman, his Dao Companion.

Ten Spirit Transformation-level attacks—this was even more terrifying than the three he had given Lan Ruo.

Song Ming sighed inwardly, The two women from Luohe Gate have obtained a total of thirteen Spirit Transformation-level attacks. I fear the War God Temple is about to change!

He had originally thought that once Qin Hao left, they could return to their old ways of throwing their weight around.

But now, it seemed likely that the War God Temple might end up as a subordinate force to Luohe Gate.

Zhou Zihong clenched her slender hand, quietly taking out the Jade Slip Qin Hao had given her privately; it contained only five attacks, half of Li Muwan's.

Li Muwan hugged Qin Hao and said softly, "Husband, take care of yourself while you are away!"

"Rest assured, I will!"

Qin Hao pinched Wan'er's Wife's cheek and said with a smile, "We still have the Chat Group, so we can stay in touch at any time."

"That's right!"

Only then did Li Muwan remember that they had met because of the Chat Group.

She smiled and said, "Then you must reply to my messages often; you cannot ignore them."

"Very well!"

Qin Hao nodded slightly, kissed Li Muwan on the forehead, and turned to walk away.

Finally, he left a voice transmission in Li Muwan's ear: "The Jade Slip I gave you does not contain ordinary attacks; as long as the opponent has not reached the Nascent Soul Transformation Stage, it can obliterate anyone who comes!"

"Swish!"

Afterward, Qin Hao took Wang Lin and left the War God Temple.

"We respectfully send off the Senior!"

Lan Ruo, Feng Luan, Song Ming, and the other Nascent Soul Cultivators bowed in succession.

Qin Hao and Wang Lin arrived outside the War God Temple and saw Duanmu Ji sitting on a large gourd.

Besides Duanmu Ji, there was a middle-aged scholar wearing coarse cloth robes and a square cap beside him.

"Early Spirit Transformation peak?"

The middle-aged scholar's eyes flashed with brilliance as he cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist!"