Dual Cultivation With My Yandere Disciples

Chapter 146: Goddess of the Sea! Missing Ornaments! Beastkin Woman!

It had been several hours since Chen Xuan’s demonic clone arrived at Scorpius Island and began its investigation.

Given Chen Xuan’s current strength, the distance he could cover in that time was astonishing—even if the one moving was merely a clone.

He had already searched several hundred miles of the surrounding sea.

Just as he was beginning to suspect that his efforts had been in vain and that there was nothing unusual about this place after all, his expression suddenly changed.

He sensed an aura.

It didn’t belong to a sea beast, nor did it resemble the fluctuations of a treasure. Instead, it belonged to a Core Formation cultivator.

Under ordinary circumstances, such a discovery would have meant little.

But during a sea beast riot, finding an unknown cultivator in such a remote location was enough to pique his curiosity.

More importantly, the other party wasn’t standing on an island or flying through the sky.

They were deep beneath the ocean.

Chen Xuan didn’t hesitate. The moment he locked onto the aura, he immediately changed direction.

With a wave of the Myriad Souls Banner, thick black mist poured forth, enveloping his body like a protective cocoon.

Then he plunged into the sea, descending rapidly toward the source of the disturbance.

There was no nearby island nor any recognizable landmark.

Only endless darkness stretched in every direction.

The deeper he descended, the dimmer the surroundings became.

Ordinary cultivators would have long since lost their sense of direction, but Chen Xuan’s divine sense remained unaffected, guiding him toward his destination.

Ten feet. One hundred feet. One thousand feet.

Chen Xuan moved down for a while, with no end in sight.

The pressure around him grew increasingly terrifying, enough to crush an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator into pulp.

Despite this, Chen Xuan’s clone continued downward as though nothing had changed.

Eventually, a faint azure light appeared beneath him.

At first, it was no larger than a fingernail. But with every passing second, it expanded.

Soon, it occupied half his vision.

In the end...

Boom!

Chen Xuan felt as though he had passed through an invisible membrane.

The seawater surrounding him vanished instantly, and his feet landed firmly on solid ground.

However, he had no time to pay attention to this sudden change.

His attention was completely drawn toward the colossal structure standing before him.

While outside, the ocean had concealed its existence, making even Chen Xuan’s divine sense overlook it.

Yet within this isolated space, it dominated everything.

It was a statue.

Several hundred feet tall and carved from azure crystal-like stone, it depicted a woman wearing an ornate crown while holding a trident in one hand.

Her expression was calm and dignified.

She looked like the Goddess of the Sea. Any mortal who met her would have the urge to build her a temple.

Yet as Chen Xuan carefully examined it, he soon noticed something unusual.

Several ornaments of the statue were missing.

The crown contained numerous empty grooves where precious gemstones should have been embedded.

Likewise, the woman’s hair was held together on both sides, yet there was nothing actually holding it in place.

These two were not the only missing pieces.

The entire statue was missing several ornaments.

It looked as though someone had visited this place long ago and deliberately stripped away every valuable object they could find.

Seeing this, and recalling the two jade hairpins in his possession, Chen Xuan immediately had a guess regarding the place.

However, there was no need to rely on speculation alone.

After all, there was someone here who looked qualified to answer his doubts.

It was a woman, standing not far from the statue.

Her long azure hair flowed freely behind her, and her appearance somewhat resembled Tang Yuechen’s.

However, unlike Tang Yuechen’s gentle temperament, this woman radiated a wild and ferocious aura.

Faint blue scales covered both sides of her cheeks, while behind her swayed a slender tail.

A Beastkin!

The term immediately appeared in Chen Xuan’s mind, and it referred to creatures born from the union of humans and powerful beasts.

The moment Chen Xuan looked toward her, the woman seemed to finally notice his arrival.

Her pupils shrank.

She neither spoke nor attacked.

Instead, she instantly stored the azure necklace she had been holding into her spatial ring before urging her Core to its limits.

A streak of blue light erupted beneath her feet as she shot toward the sky, clearly intending to escape.

Her decisiveness caught Chen Xuan slightly off guard.

As always, the demonic clone had concealed its true strength, displaying only the aura of an ordinary Core Formation cultivator.

Under normal circumstances, someone of the same realm wouldn’t have fled without even exchanging a word.

Fortunately, Chen Xuan had remained vigilant.

With a wave of his hand, a dark vortex emerged and released a powerful devouring force.

Faced with the Kunpeng Art, the Beastkin woman had no means of resisting it.

Just as she neared the edge of the isolated space, her body suddenly froze.

Then, as though caught by an invisible hand, she was violently pulled backward.

In the blink of an eye, she found herself standing once more before the giant statue.

Or rather, right in front of Chen Xuan.

A trace of horror flashed across her face.

Looking at the dense demonic aura surrounding him, she hurriedly cried out:

"No! Don’t kill me! I’ll tell you anything you want to know!"

"Why should we fight over the inheritance? We Beastkins, the sea beasts, and the demonic cultivators are all allies!"

"Don’t act recklessly! Otherwise, the higher-ups will definitely punish you! The alliance that has finally been formed will be destroyed because of you."

The woman’s words were something Chen Xuan and every experienced cultivator had heard countless times throughout their life.

Begging for mercy. Offering rewards. Threatening with one’s background.

Yet as he listened to the actual contents of her words, his eyes gradually widened.

He focused on a certain part of her speech.

Had the Beastkins, the sea beasts, and the demonic cultivators formed an alliance?