Chapter 434: Chapter 263: Cultivation World 53_3
Someone like this would make a decent friend.
"Taoist Monarch Yun Hua is going on an adventure, may I accompany you?"
"Certainly."
Just as well, she wanted to refine a new type of Puppet, and he could help her when the time came.
Afterward, Si Lingle and the Netherworld ventured together.
Training alongside Si Lingle for a few years, the Netherworld found himself quite impressed by her multitude of strange ideas.
"Bring some Dark Qi."
With a sigh, the Netherworld gathered Demonic Qi and channeled it into the place Si Lingle designated.
As Demonic Qi, Spiritual Energy, and demon energy converged within the same Crystal Core, it did not explode, thanks to Si Lingle’s runic Array Plate inscription.
Si Lingle placed the Crystal Core inside a Puppet and activated it.
The Puppet could unleash Human, Demon, and Monster spell attacks.
The experimental results were promising!
"I didn’t expect it to actually work." The Netherworld said, "I contributed, too. I want a Puppet."
"No problem." Si Lingle nodded, taking out more Crystal Cores, "Let’s fill these Cores with Demonic Qi then."
These Crystal Cores were refined by Si Lingle using special materials, capable of storing Spiritual Energy, Demonic Qi, and other energies.
The Netherworld rolled his eyes; he always knew that to get something from Si Lingle, one must put in the work.
The Netherworld grabbed the Crystal Cores and went to infuse them with Demonic Qi.
Si Lingle continued refining her creations.
Three years passed, and Si Lingle had crafted enough Three-element Puppets.
The Netherworld obtained five High-level Puppets, a reward for infusing so much Demonic Qi.
The two then headed to the Outer Sea Area to continue their adventure.
Si Lingle strode over the waves, flashes of lightning flickering beneath her feet, her azure robe billowing in the sea breeze. By her side, the Demon Monarch Netherworld, cloaked in a Mystic Robe, contained his Demonic Qi; only the dark golden eyes revealed an unfathomable aura.
As they ventured into the deep sea, the sky suddenly darkened. The once-calm ocean surface erupted into thousand-foot-high waves, interwoven with bizarre crimson runes—an Ancient Forbidden Technique!
"Looks like someone doesn’t want us to proceed." The Netherworld squinted, a sliver of coldness flickering in his Demon Eyes.
Si Lingle’s fingertips gathered lightning, and she said coldly, "Playing tricks."
The sea parted, and a colossal beast emerged! Its form was like a jiao, but with nine heads, each entwined with a different Elemental Power—the Nine-headed Profound Nether Jiao, an ancient Fierce Beast!
"Tch, not bad luck." The Netherworld chuckled, magic flames surging in his palm, "Much more interesting than expected."
Si Lingle was silent, releasing her Thunder Sword Intent skyward, while the Netherworld’s magic flames split left and right, charging at the Fierce Beast!
The Nine-headed Profound Nether Jiao roared, intertwining Water, Fire, Wind, and Thunder Power into a net, pressing down like a canopy.
Si Lingle’s sword edge turned, unfolding her Space-Time Domain, freezing half the attacks in a void. The Netherworld, his magic flames forming a blade, severed three of the jiao’s heads in one stroke!
The enraged beast unleashed toxic mist from its six remaining heads, transforming the sea into a wasteland.
Si Lingle’s sleeve shot forth Green Jade, catalyzing Water and Wood Magic, forming a verdant barrier to purify the poison. The Netherworld seized the opportunity to advance, driving the magic flames directly into the dragon’s heart!
The great beast collided with a crash, and the sea returned to calm. The Netherworld raised his hand to capture a Jiao Dragon Inner Core, tossing it to Si Lingle, "A Thunder Attribute, fits you well."
Just as Si Lingle caught the inner core, an ancient relic emerged slowly from the depths of the sea.
Si Lingle scrutinized the patterns on the relic; it was an Immortal Rank restriction. Could this relic also have fallen from the Immortal Realm?
The Netherworld stood beside her, chuckling softly, "Looks like our trip wasn’t in vain."
Waves surged, their figures gradually enshrouded by mist. And deeper within, a pair of eyes more terrifying than the Nine-headed Profound Nether Jiao’s slowly opened...
Si Lingle and the Netherworld now stood before a towering Bronze Giant Gate, its doors entwined with long-dead deep-sea vines, with ancient runes faintly flickering amongst its weathered patterns.
Si Lingle lightly touched the door ring with her fingertips, the Thunder Power instantly devoured.
"Interesting." The Netherworld’s Demon Eyes narrowed slightly, "Even your Thunder Technique is ineffective, suggesting this is an ancient array of Immortal Demon restrictions."
Si Lingle traced her fingers, cutting her palm to drip fresh blood into the door ring’s groove; simultaneously, the Netherworld forced a drop of Demon Monarch’s essence blood. In the instant the gold and silver blood beads merged, the giant gate produced a deep rumble and slowly opened—
What surged forth wasn’t Mud Qi, but a clear and vibrant sword hum!
The interior of the relic was a towering Sword Tomb, with countless Ancient Swords jutting downward into the void.
Si Lingle’s life-bound Qingchu Sword suddenly unsheathed of its own accord, harmonizing with something. The Netherworld’s magic flames inadvertently flowed to the depths, as if summoned.
"Seems like we’ve come to the right place." The Netherworld chuckled lightly, yet internally was on high alert.
The two exchanged a glance and flew into the Sword Tomb.
Soon, they reached the core of the Sword Tomb, where two intertwined swords hovered: one wrapped in purple lightning, the other exhaling black flames.
Suddenly, the dual swords erupted with blinding brilliance, the Thunder Sword transformed into a stream of light entering Si Lingle’s Purple Mansion, while the Demon Sword merged into the Netherworld’s palm.
Before the two could react, they were ejected from the Sword Tomb, and then the ancient relic vanished once more.
Upon returning to the sea, Si Lingle’s Thunder Intent now carried a trace of chaotic breath, whereas the Netherworld’s magic flames had been infused with pure thunder light.
