Xu Liguo, Loyal and Steadfast?

As a special energy surged into Luo Chuan's consciousness, the energy roiling around his body caused the cultivators of the War God Hall to feel a profound sense of oppression.

Even the few Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses could only fret in anxiety, terrified that Luo Chuan might damage the Divine Dao Technique left behind by their ancestor.

After all, the Divine Dao Technique was a supernatural ability for cultivating a clone. The reason it could increase the chances of forming a Nascent Soul was that it relied on the cultivation of a secondary body.

By cultivating both simultaneously, one could increase their cultivation speed, and at the moment of Nascent Soul formation, the two would merge, naturally raising the success rate.

However, the technique was incomplete, and the clone it produced had a fatal flaw: the clone was a separate entity that possessed zero cultivation upon manifestation and had a lifespan of less than thirty years, rendering the technique essentially useless.

Within the oral formula, there remained a passage left by Chen Chong, though the method of its preservation was unknown. Beyond pointing out that the technique was fragmented because he could not transcribe the full version due to his limited lifespan, he had also devised a solution.

The method was to use the clone created by this ability to consume medicinal pills for the duration of those thirty years.

By preparing a large quantity of pills beforehand to rapidly fill the clone with cultivation, reaching whatever realm possible, it would be better than nothing and would, to some extent, increase the odds.

If enough miraculous pills were prepared, it might even be possible to stack a clone up to the Core Formation Stage within those thirty years; in that case, merging at the moment of Nascent Soul formation would significantly boost the success rate.

Once Luo Chuan had thoroughly refined the Divine Dao Technique, he looked toward Liu Mei and A-Dai and asked calmly, "How does it feel?"

A-Dai raised his head to look at his master, his brows knitting slightly. "This Divine Dao Technique is truly ever-changing; no matter how I try to memorize it, it vanishes from my mind in an instant."

Liu Mei opened her eyes at this moment as well.

Like A-Dai, whenever she tried to think about it, she felt a splitting headache, to the point where she could not think at all.

Liu Mei slowly stood up, cupped her hands in a bow, and said, "Master, it seems this Divine Dao Technique is not something we are capable of cultivating."

"Rest assured, this Divine Dao Technique has already been imprinted upon your consciousness. Once you break through to the late Core Formation Stage, you will understand its meaning."

Luo Chuan turned around with a flourish and left the area with A-Dai and Liu Mei, intending to take them to the nearby Luohe Sect to demand pills capable of assisting in a breakthrough past the Core Formation Stage.

Originally, the ancestor Feng Luan had wanted to accompany them, but due to matters concerning her daughter, she was forced to choose to seek out Ma Liang to demand the soul blood of her daughter, Zhou Zihong.

Wang Lin naturally did not want to offend a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse, so he returned the soul blood to Feng Luan directly and then fled a thousand miles away, fearing that she might go back on her word.

On the road to the Luohe Sect, Luo Chuan held a jade flute, his gaze fixed on the distant mountains of the Huofen Kingdom and the constant churning of volcanic magma.

"According to the descriptions in the original story, the outbreak of fire beasts in the Huofen Kingdom was caused by Wang Lin's appearance. It seems the commoners and cultivators here are all destined to become fodder for the fire beasts."

Luo Chuan's gaze lingered on the commoners below, and he shook his head slightly, deciding to leave such matters to the local cultivation sects.

However, most of these cultivation sects would choose to protect themselves; after all, in their hearts, the lives of mortals were as cheap as ants, not worth the effort of saving.

At this moment, A-Dai looked at the Corpse Yin Sect disciples not far away and immediately said, "Master, there is a familiar scent on these Corpse Yin Sect disciples."

Luo Chuan stopped in his tracks, looked toward the Corpse Yin Sect disciples riding on three coffins, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

A-Dai was, after all, the young patriarch of the Immortal Remnant Clan; his sense of smell was keen, allowing him to detect scents that ordinary people could not, and thus he smelled an aura similar to that of a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse on these individuals.

"Corpse Yin Sect... could it be..."

Thinking of this, Luo Chuan appeared instantly before the Corpse Yin Sect disciples and said indifferently, "Hand over your Corpse Puppets, and I shall spare your lives."

The Corpse Yin Sect disciples immediately halted their movements, looked at the suddenly appearing Luo Chuan, and flew into a rage. "Where did this brat come from? How dare you provoke my Corpse Yin Sect—are you looking for death?"

With that, the three Corpse Yin Sect cultivators immediately released their Corpse Puppets and charged toward Luo Chuan's position, seemingly intending to wipe him out on the spot.

"Die!"

His consciousness expanded, erupting like a thunderclap. In the blink of an eye, the charging Corpse Puppets were directly shredded, and the three Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators of the Corpse Yin Sect were wiped out along with them.

Their bodies turned to ash under the pressure of his consciousness, disappearing without a trace.

Luo Chuan turned around, looked at the white gasps of energy fleeing from the corpses, and spoke coldly, "Take one more step, and you die."

Hearing Luo Chuan's words, the leading white gasps of energy suddenly stopped, instantly transforming into a palm-sized little man who flew before Luo Chuan, trembling all over.

The handsome little man swallowed hard, hurriedly bowed to Luo Chuan, and said:

"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy! This junior is Xu Liguo, a disciple of the Tiangang Sect of a fourth-grade cultivation nation. I have offended you just now; let us talk this over, please don't be impulsive!"

"It really is him, the loyal and devoted Xu Liguo."

He had originally thought Xu Liguo would appear in the Fenjin Mountain Range; it seemed he had simply bumped into him on the road there.

Seeing that Luo Chuan remained silent, Xu Liguo assumed the other party was going to let him go and secretly rejoiced, Judging by this guy's aura, he must also be in the Nascent Soul Realm. If it weren't for the fact that I can't afford a Nascent Soul body, I could slap a hundred of him to death with my own strength.

Just as Xu Liguo was feeling smug, he saw Luo Chuan's fingers move slightly, and a ball of blood-red energy wrapped around Xu Liguo's Nascent Soul.

Luo Chuan naturally understood Xu Liguo's personality, so he intended to refine him into a demon right now; that way, he wouldn't have to worry about this guy running away while he was in seclusion.

"You—what are you trying to do!" Xu Liguo glared nervously. "I'll have you know I am a disciple of the Tiangang Sect. If you lay a hand on me, the Tiangang Sect won't let you off!"

"Noisy!"

Luo Chuan's pupils suddenly turned blood-red, and the killing intent permeating his body became even more chilling; even a light touch would evoke an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Xu Liguo immediately changed his tune, clutching Luo Chuan's arm with tears streaming down his face, sobbing, "Fellow Daoist, please calm your anger! As long as you spare me, I will give you whatever you want—I only ask that you don't kill me!"

Looking at the turncoat beside him, Luo Chuan waved his right hand, and the blood-red Luo God Sword appeared before Xu Liguo.

As Xu Liguo looked at the Luo God Sword, he subconsciously raised his head, revealing a confused expression, not understanding what he intended to do.