Inside the residence.
Qin Hao and Wang Lin sat facing each other.
Now that Wang Lin had refined the cultivation pill formed from the Ten Thousand Demons Hundred Day Execution Order, his cultivation had already risen to the late Golden Core stage.
"Junior Brother Wang, you possess Extreme Realm Power within your body, so your breakthrough into the Nascent Soul stage will differ from that of ordinary people."
Qin Hao explained, "When you break through, the Extreme Realm will obstruct you. At that time, you'll need to rely on external assistance."
Wang Lin was half-convinced by Qin Hao's words.
But faced with a great Spirit Transformation stage cultivator, he could only allow the other party to handle things as he saw fit.
Still, Wang Lin was greatly looking forward to advancing into the Nascent Soul stage.
Once he advanced into the Nascent Soul stage, he would have the strength to return to Zhao Kingdom and seek revenge against Teng Huayuan.
For the current Wang Lin, as long as he could have his revenge, he would be willing even to sell himself to the devil.
Qin Hao asked, "Are you ready?"
"Mm!"
Wang Lin nodded and took out the Earth Transformation Pill and the Infant-Establishing Pill.
"Then let's begin!"
With a thought, Qin Hao took out a Nascent Soul at the Nascent Soul mid-stage.
The instant Wang Lin saw the Nascent Soul, he recognized it as Piao Nanzi, the Old Ancestor of Xuandao Sect.
Back then, Piao Nanzi had wanted to seize Hengyue Sect, but in the end, he had fallen at Qin Hao's hands.
"Refine!"
Qin Hao pointed at Piao Nanzi's Nascent Soul and began using his own cultivation to erase the other man's spiritual sense and consciousness.
In this world, a cultivator's Nascent Soul could likewise increase the success rate of Core Formation.
Qin Hao was worried that Piao Nanzi might possess Wang Lin, so he erased him with extreme care. He had to cleanse it several times before he felt at ease.
At this moment, Wang Lin first swallowed the Earth Transformation Pill. Surges of vast spiritual energy emerged, causing his cultivation to rise once more.
After Wang Lin refined the Earth Transformation Pill, his cultivation had reached the false Nascent Soul realm at Golden Core Great Perfection.
Next, Wang Lin swallowed the Infant-Establishing Pill. Even more immense spiritual energy emerged, rapidly filling all the meridians throughout his body.
Wang Lin formed hand seals, and the spiritual energy began flowing like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, all of it pouring into his Golden Core.
Buzz!
As spiritual energy continuously flooded into it, Wang Lin's Golden Core steadily expanded, its color growing ever deeper.
"Go!"
Qin Hao crushed Piao Nanzi's Nascent Soul and sent it into the Golden Core within Wang Lin's body.
Crack, crack!
Cracks began appearing across Wang Lin's Golden Core, and the first signs of Core Formation emerged within his body.
Sizzle—
At that moment, Wang Lin felt that the Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense within his Sea of Consciousness had actually gone out of control.
The Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense burst straight out of his Sea of Consciousness, broke through the Purple Mansion, and traveled all the way to his dantian, descending 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 no longer obeyed him.
Sizzle!
At that moment, another strand of Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense appeared, transforming into a protective barrier that blocked Wang Lin's Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense.
Without the obstruction of the Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense, Wang Lin's Golden Core continued to shatter.
A tiny figure identical to him suddenly appeared within his dantian, its entire body emitting five-colored light.
As the Nascent Soul condensed, a Nascent Soul stage aura began spreading from Wang Lin's body.
After his cultivation broke through, Wang Lin discovered that his Extreme Realm Power had unexpectedly calmed down again and returned to his Sea of Consciousness.
Whoosh!
Wang Lin opened his eyes, looked at Qin Hao, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Senior Brother Qin!"
He realized that Qin Hao had truly not deceived him.
If Qin Hao had not helped him this time, he could never have succeeded in Core Formation.
He looked at Qin Hao and asked, "Senior Brother Qin, was what you used just now also the Extreme Realm?"
"Correct!"
Qin Hao nodded.
Gasp!
Wang Lin was stunned.
He had never imagined that Qin Hao also possessed the Extreme Realm.
During his days in the Demon Cultivation Sea, Wang Lin had slaughtered in every direction and knew very well how terrifying the Extreme Realm was.
Wang Lin asked, "Senior Brother Qin, will the Extreme Realm obstruct every cultivation breakthrough?"
"Yes!"
Qin Hao said, "Starting from Core Formation, the Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense will obstruct every breakthrough in cultivation unless someone can assist you."
"I'm different from you. My Extreme Realm was given to me by someone else; it isn't my own, so this won't happen to me!"
"Someone else's?"
Wang Lin gave Qin Hao a deep look and guessed inwardly, He's helping me so much... could he be after the Extreme Realm within me?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, it's time to depart!"
At that moment, Duanmu Ji's voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire War God Temple.
"Let's go!"
Qin Hao rose to his feet and was the first to leave.
When he appeared again, he had arrived before the mountain gate of the War God Temple.
At this moment, every Nascent Soul cultivator of the War God Temple had gathered there.
Lan Ruo, Li Muwan, and Zhou Zihong had also arrived at the square.
"I'm leaving!"
Qin Hao swept his gaze over the crowd before finally settling it on Li Muwan.
Before everyone, he took out a Jade Slip and stepped forward to hand it to Li Muwan.
"Wan'er, this Jade Slip contains ten sealed attacks of mine. Each can unleash one strike at my full strength. While I'm away, it will protect you in my place!"
Upon hearing Qin Hao's words, everyone's gaze toward Li Muwan changed.
By saying this publicly, Qin Hao was making it clear to everyone that Li Muwan was his woman, his cultivation partner.
Ten Spirit Transformation-level attacks were even more terrifying than the three he had given Lan Ruo.
Song Ming sighed inwardly. The two women of Luohe Gate have received a total of thirteen Spirit Transformation-level attacks. The War God Temple is probably about to change!
He had originally thought that once Qin Hao left, they would be able to resume their former tyranny.
But now, it seemed that the War God Temple itself might ultimately become a subordinate force of Luohe Gate.
Zhou Zihong clenched her delicate hand and quietly took out the Jade Slip Qin Hao had given her in private before. It contained only five attacks, just half as many as Li Muwan's.
Li Muwan embraced Qin Hao and said softly, "husband, take good care of yourself while you're away!"
"Don't worry, I will!"
Qin Hao pinched Wan'er's Wife's cheek and said with a smile, "We still have the Chat Group. We can contact each other anytime."
"That's right!"
Only then did Li Muwan remember that the two of them had met through the Chat Group.
She smiled and said, "Then you have to reply to my messages often. You can't just ignore them."
"Alright!"
Qin Hao nodded slightly, kissed Li Muwan on the forehead, then turned and walked away.
Finally, he sent a voice transmission into Li Muwan's ear. "The attacks in the Jade Slip I gave you aren't ordinary. As long as their cultivation hasn't reached the Nascent Soul Transformation Stage, whoever comes can be wiped out!"
Whoosh!
After that, Qin Hao left the War God Temple with Wang Lin.
"We respectfully see you off, Senior!"
Lan Ruo, Feng Luan, Song Ming, and the other Nascent Soul cultivators all bowed deeply.
Qin Hao and Wang Lin arrived outside the War God Temple and saw Duanmu Ji seated atop a massive gourd.
Besides Duanmu Ji, there was also a middle-aged scholar beside him, dressed in coarse cloth robes and wearing a square headscarf.
"Peak early Spirit Transformation stage?"
The middle-aged scholar's eyes flashed sharply as he clasped his hands. "Greetings, Fellow Daoist!"
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