Looking for Me? I Reached Nascent Soul (Third Watch-Monthly Pass Requested)

In the forest, Fang Yu rubbed his warm belly and looked toward the Moon Concealment Sect, which had already vanished from sight behind him, then sighed.

"Was this what the Monkey King ate back then? He grabbed handfuls of it and ate it like fried peanuts? No wonder he was so strong."

Laojun was so angry he nearly rolled his eyes. He even abandoned classical Chinese and gritted his teeth. "You brat! I'd practically forgotten about that!"

"Hehe, Laojun, don't be angry yet. Now that I've eaten this golden core, how am I supposed to form a Nascent Soul?"

Laojun snorted coldly and ignored Fang Yu, clearly meaning that Fang Yu could figure it out himself.

Outside Yellow Maple Valley, the uproar rose again.

Ancestor Linghu's suffocating Nascent Soul Pressure had come abruptly and vanished just as decisively.

Like a tsunami suddenly receding, it left behind only devastation and a group of drenched cultivators who were still shaken.

The Six Great Sects' cultivators looked as though they had collectively been hauled back from the brink of drowning. One after another, they clutched their throats and coughed and gasped greedily and miserably. Their faces changed from deathly pale to the flushed red of surviving disaster, while those with soaked crotches were so ashamed they wished they could burrow into the ground.

After a brief deathly silence came an even more turbulent uproar, filled with humiliation and rage.

"The pressure... is gone?"

"Ha! They must know they're in the wrong! Yellow Maple Valley hid the murderer and seized the opportunity for themselves. Even their own ancestor couldn't stand it and didn't dare keep up the act!"

Once fear receded, the greed and fury that had briefly been suppressed revealed themselves even more viciously.

"Old Man Zhong! Even your Yellow Maple Valley ancestor