Chapter 643: Nascent Soul Possession! Core Formation Ninth Layer!

Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

Within a misty, dreamlike formation, Lu Changsheng held the petite body of the Five Poisons Sect Master, engaging in dual cultivation with her.

As he had suspected, as long as he refined her Yin essence and mana source with his Yin-Yang energy, the effects of their dual cultivation would be twice as effective with half the effort.

So, over the past few days, Lu Changsheng had been using the simplest method to help the Five Poisons Sect Master heal.

And in doing so, he himself gained significant benefits.

Whenever she used her secret art to enlarge her body, her mana would become chaotic and uncontrollable.

Thus, during their dual cultivation, the mana from her body’s apertures continuously nourished him.

Even though he didn’t want to take all her mana, seeing it spill out uncontrollably, he couldn’t bear to waste it and had no choice but to refine it.

The Five Poisons Sect Master had her reservations about this but ultimately treated it as an investment in Lu Changsheng, letting him absorb and refine her power freely.

That day, after another round of cultivation, the two finished.

The Five Poisons Sect Master lay limply on the tiger pelt, her body glowing with a soft, multicolored light as it gradually returned to its usual form. She glanced at Lu Changsheng with a hint of surprise.

This Yangming Zhenren… He’s clearly a pervert, indulging in all sorts of… unconventional methods. He’s like the top of the line among evil cultivators. So why is he so obsessed with my body size?

If I don’t use my secret art to enlarge my body, I can still lock down the mana in my apertures…

Lu Changsheng caught her gaze and suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

Despite his Buddha-like serenity, a deep sense of guilt and sin surged in his heart.

‘This is wrong!’ He gently comforted the Five Poisons Sect Master, signaling her to rest well. Then, he sat cross-legged and began refining the mana that filled his body, his limbs, and his dantian.

At that moment, Lu Changsheng felt a sudden premonition, and a golden jade book appeared in his hand.

As soon as the book opened, a name flickered ominously, signaling danger.

Lu Ping’an! “Possession!?”

Seeing the warning from his family record, Lu Changsheng froze, his expression turning icy.

“What’s going on? How could Ping’an be possessed?”

In the world of cultivation, there are two main types of possession.

One is Nascent Soul possession, which is the most effective and has the fewest side effects.

Aside from that, both righteous and demonic paths have secret techniques that, though costly, can achieve similar possession results.

However, these methods have stringent conditions and severe side effects, making them extremely rare.

And with his son possessing the Wild Dragon Spine and mid-stage third-tier body refining strength, no ordinary cultivator could ever hope to possess him.

This means the possession likely comes from a Nascent Soul cultivator!

“Nascent Soul possession!”

Although Lu Ping’an had formidable body refining abilities, it was all due to the massive resources Lu Changsheng had poured into him.

In terms of talent, his fifth-grade Spirit Root was average, maybe even below average.

With such mediocre talent, it’s unlikely a Nascent Soul cultivator would covet his body for possession.

“Could it be the Wild Dragon Spine? Or perhaps the Hope Gu?”

Lu Changsheng didn’t waste time pondering. He immediately channeled his soul power and mana into the family record, using the true spirit within it to help Lu Ping’an suppress the possession.

Even though Nascent Soul possession meant Lu Ping’an was in extreme danger,

he couldn’t just stand by and let his son be taken over.

“Hmm?”

The Five Poisons Sect Master, who was resting and catching her breath, noticed the commotion and opened her drowsy eyes, unsure of what was happening with Lu Changsheng.

However, her attention was immediately drawn to the family record in his hands.

It seemed ordinary at first glance, but it exuded an indescribable aura that made it impossible for her to comprehend. The golden glow from the jade book gave off an overwhelming and irresistible power.

“Just how many treasures does this man have?”

The Five Poisons Sect Master’s heart was filled with suspicion and awe.

Not only did Lu Changsheng have an external incarnation and the Da Luo Sword Embryo, but he also wielded such an extraordinary treasure.

But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had made the right choice.

Lu Changsheng paid no attention to her gaze, fully focused on using the family record to stabilize Lu Ping’an’s soul and suppress the possession.

At this moment, deep within the towering mountains on the Wu Kingdom’s border,

Lu Ping’an’s body lay submerged in the Pool of Life, his soul dazed as he stared at the golden Nascent Soul figure before him.

He remembered being lured into a formation by a villain. After exhausting his strength, he had lost consciousness.

But before he could think further, the golden Nascent Soul figure seized his soul, as if to refine him.

Pain! Such excruciating pain!

An unprecedented wave of pain crashed over Lu Ping’an.

He had trained in martial arts and cultivation for many years, enduring countless hardships.

But he had never experienced pain like this.

It felt as if he were naked in an icy pit in the dead of winter, the cold piercing to the bone; or as if he were being boiled in scalding oil, his flesh melting away; or like someone was carving him apart with a freezing blade, slicing him down to the bone.

This pain wasn’t from his physical body, but from his very soul!

Cultivators fear nothing more than damage to their Dao foundation and soul.

And possession… possession is where one’s soul is devoured and refined by another, causing unparalleled agony.

Although Lu Ping’an was a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a peak-level divine sense,

he was utterly powerless against Nascent Soul possession. His soul began to disintegrate instantly.

But just then, a refreshing energy surged forth, stabilizing his soul and clearing his mind.

“Am I going to die?”

A single thought echoed in Lu Ping’an’s mind.

Die?

“No!”

The thought jolted him awake from his agonizing stupor. He knew exactly what was happening.

Possession!

He was being possessed by a Nascent Soul cultivator!

The black-robed figure who had lured and captured him intended to use his body for possession!

In an instant, Lu Ping’an’s mind filled with rage, unwillingness, and defiance! How could I die like this? How could I die so easily, being possessed?!

“No! I can’t die! I haven’t lived enough! I still need to cultivate, to become an immortal! I need to fix all the regrets, all the things I left behind!”

Lu Ping’an’s shattered soul roared in defiance.

His father had once told him that the true meaning of cultivation was that if one’s strength was great enough, they could reverse all their regrets and create a better future.

Even though he knew it was just comforting words, he had kept them in his heart.

He hoped that one day, he could right all his wrongs, recover all that was lost, and bring back his mother, his siblings!

“I was lucky enough to gain a Spirit Root and step onto the path of immortality. How can I die like this?!”

“My father has put so much effort into my cultivation, placing all his hopes on me, and I have yet to ease the burdens of the family. How can I die like this, being possessed and causing endless trouble for my family?!”

Lu Ping’an’s fractured soul tenaciously clung to life, desperately fighting to survive.

“Hmm?”

The golden Nascent Soul figure looked at the fragmented yet persistently reassembling soul with a hint of surprise, then chuckled softly, “This little one has quite the tenacity.”

Nascent Soul possession was overwhelming unless one was possessing another Nascent Soul cultivator.

For a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like Lu Ping’an, no amount of willpower could change the outcome. The gap in soul strength was insurmountable.

“Let’s see where your fortune comes from,”

Even as a Nascent Soul cultivator, Yu Tiansheng was baffled by Lu Ping’an’s situation.

How could a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator have such a formidable body, with a spine akin to that of a true dragon?

“Ah!!!”

Lu Ping’an’s soul felt as though it were being flayed alive, the pain unbearable.

It was a pain so intense it felt like his heart was being torn apart, like he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think!

But even as his consciousness blurred, he knew one thing—he was being possessed.

If he wanted to survive, he had to fight back, to kill his assailant!

Whether or not he could actually kill the other party didn’t matter. He didn’t think about it, didn’t care. He simply acted.

After all, if he was going to die anyway, what was the point of hesitating? As the saying goes, ‘If you’re going to risk it all, might as well try to pull a king off his throne!’

So what if the other party was a Nascent Soul cultivator? Even Nascent Soul cultivators have been reduced to possessing someone like me!

If that’s the case, then there’s nothing to fear! Even if I lose, I won’t let them take my body without a fight!

Lu Ping’an’s nearly shattered soul, like a fierce ghost, lunged at the golden Nascent Soul figure with a roar.

At the same time, a light bloomed deep within his soul, strengthening his spirit and helping him stabilize his consciousness.

Hope Gu! As long as there is hope, miracles can happen!

In this moment of absolute desperation, the Hope Gu within Lu Ping’an’s heart burst forth with the light of hope.

Yet, apart from the Hope Gu, Lu Ping’an sensed another mysterious force deep within his soul, supporting him.

He couldn’t describe it, couldn’t explain it, but there was no time to think.

With all his remaining strength, he bit down on the golden Nascent Soul figure’s hand, trying to tear it off. But it was too tough—he couldn’t even leave a mark.

Still, in his semi-conscious state, all he knew was that even if he died, he had to take a piece of his enemy with him!

“You wretched creature, courting death!”

The golden Nascent Soul figure’s expression turned furious as he saw that the nearly dispersed soul was not only resisting, but was trying to fight back.

His Nascent Soul body flared with golden flames, burning Lu Ping’an’s soul.

“Pain!”

Lu Ping’an’s soul began to evaporate like mist, a pain beyond anything he’d ever known consuming him.

But he didn’t give up. He gathered his remaining strength and lunged at the golden Nascent Soul once more.

“What’s happening!? How is this kid’s soul so resilient, as if it has an indestructible quality?”

The golden Nascent Soul figure’s expression turned to shock as he sensed something was wrong.

This wasn’t something sheer willpower could explain.

In the face of overwhelming power, no amount of willpower should make a difference! “This kid’s soul… there’s something off!”

The golden Nascent Soul figure quickly realized that the problem lay in Lu Ping’an’s soul.

But no matter how hard he examined it, all he could sense was that a mysterious force was helping stabilize Lu Ping’an’s body and soul. Beyond that, he could find nothing.

“Could this kid be the reincarnation of a Nascent Soul cultivator? Or perhaps he’s fused with the remnant soul of one?”

The golden Nascent Soul figure pondered, but something didn’t quite add up.

Still, having already ignited his Nascent Soul essence to begin the possession, there was no turning back now, even if the other party was a Nascent Soul reincarnation.

“No matter who you are, you’ll become my vessel today!”

The golden Nascent Soul figure laughed ominously, unwilling to hesitate any longer. He burned his Nascent Soul essence and swallowed Lu Ping’an’s soul whole.

He had been ambushed, and with his Undying Golden Body broken and his Nascent Soul essence severely depleted,

If the boy really was a Nascent Soul reincarnation, or had fused with a remnant soul, then absorbing him might allow him to replenish his strength and even gain some of his memories or secrets!

“Boom!”

In that instant, Lu Ping’an’s remaining soul consciousness seemed to fall into the abyss of death.

His desires, his will to survive, his defiance—all were swallowed by the overwhelming power, leaving nothing but emptiness.

No matter how strong-willed one is, in the face of absolute power, it’s all in vain.

Just as Lu Ping’an’s consciousness was fading, awaiting death, a voice echoed deep within his soul.

“Ping’an!”

That voice, warm yet authoritative, was one he knew all too well. It was his father, Lu Changsheng.

“Father…”

He wanted to respond, but he was too exhausted, as if he were being crushed deep in an endless abyss, unable to speak.

“Ping’an, your mother believes in you. Don’t give up. She knows you can do it.”

Another voice, gentle yet firm, filled with love and care, rang out in his mind. It was his mother, Lu Lanshu.

“Congratulations, big brother, for stepping onto the immortal path.”

“Big brother has broken through to Foundation Establishment! You now have a lifespan of two hundred years, you’re practically an immortal!”

“It’s been decades, and big brother hasn’t changed a bit, while we’ve all grown old. Come on, Qing’er, here’s your uncle.”

“Big brother, you’ve got this! Keep going!”

“Lu Ping’an, you’d better wise up.”

Voices echoed in Lu Ping’an’s mind as if figures were emerging from the darkness, cheering him on, telling him he couldn’t give up.

And during this process, a mysterious force within his soul supported him, helping him gather his consciousness and tear through the abyss of death.

“I can’t die. I can’t fall!”

In that moment, only one thought remained in Lu Ping’an’s mind. He struggled, trying to break free from the terrifying force that was swallowing him whole.

“How is this possible!?”

Meanwhile, in Lu Ping’an’s sea of consciousness, the golden Nascent Soul figure yelled in disbelief.

He could feel that not only was Lu Ping’an’s soul resisting possession, but there was also a terrifying rule-based force that was suppressing and grinding down his Nascent Soul!

He tried to suppress and refine the boy, but it was impossible.

“What is this boy’s background!? What’s going on?!”

The golden Nascent Soul figure’s eyes widened, and cracks appeared on his Nascent Soul body, like porcelain shattering.

He spat out a mouthful of Nascent Soul essence, trying to break apart Lu Ping’an’s soul form, but it reformed instantly, lashing out at his Nascent Soul again.

After repeating this process several times, he suddenly burst into laughter. “Hahaha! Interesting, very interesting!”

“Who would have thought the cultivation world still had such a monster? It seems the heavens are truly against me, Yu Tiansheng!”

“Boy, I don’t know who you are or where you came from, but since you’ve got this kind of strength, your soul is indestructible, and it holds some kind of forbidden power, then I’ll pass my legacy to you.”

“Take my inheritance. When your name shakes the world one day, my enemies will surely come looking for you. Let’s see if you can remain just as tenacious!”

The golden Nascent Soul figure knew he could no longer possess Lu Ping’an. Even if he gave up and tried to possess someone else, he would never reach the peak again to avenge his bitter grudge.

Since that was the case, he might as well turn his remaining power into a seed and have this boy help him with his revenge.

Even he, a Nascent Soul True Monarch, couldn’t fully comprehend this boy’s situation. His potential was boundless!

As long as he rose to power and inherited Yu Tiansheng’s legacy, it was only a matter of time before his enemies noticed him, sparking another bloody conflict.

“Hundreds of years of cultivation, all turning to dust like this… what an unwilling end!”

The golden Nascent Soul figure formed a strange seal with his hands, burning his essence and forcefully reversing Lu Ping’an’s Black Dragon Codex.

Under the baptism of his Nascent Soul essence, Lu Ping’an’s Black Dragon Dao foundation began to disintegrate.

At the same time, his withered, broken body in the Pool of Life spontaneously ignited!

His flesh burned away under the interwoven silver runes.

As his body burned, golden substances emerged, pouring into Lu Ping’an’s body.

“Hmph!”

Lu Ping’an let out a muffled groan as his body was enveloped in golden light, as though it had been cast in gold, lying motionless in the pool.

With the Nascent Soul figure’s essence reversing his Black Dragon power, a new cultivation technique began forming within him. The Black Dragon Dao foundation crumbled into particles.

Meanwhile, his body, under the influence of the golden substance, began to resonate with a mysterious rhythm.

“Buzz!”

During this process, his Hundred Refinements Body Technique activated automatically, while the Wild Dragon Spine and Hope Gu both awakened, helping him refine the power.

Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

“The Nascent Soul possession has stopped?”

Lu Changsheng looked at the family record in his hands, realizing that his son, Lu Ping’an, had escaped the possession crisis.

However, he had no idea what state his son was in now.

The family record could prevent soul-searching, possession, and even suppress the enemy.

But this suppression couldn’t directly destroy the opponent’s Nascent Soul.

When he first obtained this ability, he found it both practical and frustrating.

Even though it could prevent soul-searching and possession, it couldn’t completely avoid disaster.

“Damn it.”

For a moment, Lu Changsheng lost interest in continuing his treasure hunt for the Gu God Cauldron in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons. He decided to return home early to see if he could use the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror to find his son.

He had only known that his son might be traveling through the Yue Kingdom or the Wu Kingdom, but the specifics were unclear.

“Ah Youduo, something’s come up. I need to head back. We’ll search for the Gu God Cauldron some other time.”

Lu Changsheng glanced at the nearby Five Poisons Sect Master, her skin rosy and soft, still recovering.

“Yes, Master.”

The Five Poisons Sect Master didn’t ask any questions.

As the leader of a sect, she knew what to ask and what not to ask.

Since Lu Changsheng hadn’t told her, she naturally wouldn’t inquire.

“Alright, let’s rest a few more days, until your body and mana have recovered a bit more.”

Looking at the Five Poisons Sect Master’s current state, Lu Changsheng sighed softly.

She was still gravely injured, and with the dangers of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, any unexpected encounter could be life-threatening.

Even though Lu Ping’an’s situation was urgent, rushing now wouldn’t help.

He had to bring the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror with him to the Yue Kingdom or even the Wu Kingdom to have any chance of finding his son.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

During this time, Lu Changsheng didn’t idle. He continued to aid the Five Poisons Sect Master’s recovery through dual cultivation.

Of course, during this process, he also continuously refined the mana from her body’s apertures.

“Buzz!”

Lu Changsheng’s newly advanced cultivation realm trembled slightly, as if he were about to break through to the ninth layer of Core Formation.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Changsheng would have chosen to stabilize his realm and spend a few years consolidating before breaking through.

But now, in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons,

with the Five Poisons Sect Master still far from fully recovering her Nascent Soul-level strength, and with his son’s situation looming over him, he decided not to delay any longer.

At worst, he could stabilize his realm after breaking through the ninth layer of Core Formation when he returned home.

“Boom!”

Lu Changsheng activated the Yin-Yang Creation Sutra and began breaking through to the ninth layer of Core Formation!

The nearby Five Poisons Sect Master’s delicate body trembled slightly, her skin flushed red. She looked on in shock, not expecting this Yangming Zhenren to be breaking through again.

The gap between mid-stage and late-stage Core Formation was like a chasm.

Countless Core Formation cultivators, lacking the necessary opportunities, would spend their entire lives stuck at this bottleneck.

Breaking through to the late stage of Core Formation was a significant hurdle. It often took over a decade, sometimes even several decades, to achieve.

Yet, this Yangming Zhenren had managed to break through two realms in such a short time, moving from the seventh layer of Core Formation to the ninth!

While her Yin essence and mana were indeed incredibly pure, saving others years of arduous cultivation,

Could he really progress this fast without risking instability in his foundation?

“Is this the power of the Dragon Emperor Dao Body? Perfectly attuned to the Yin-Yang Dao, not only progressing rapidly but without any bottlenecks? And he can even perfect his Dao through dual cultivation?”

The Five Poisons Sect Master recalled Lu Changsheng’s earlier words, her heart filled with doubt.

If he could break through so easily by supplementing his cultivation through dual cultivation,

then this Dragon Emperor Dao Body was truly heaven-defying!

If he wished, could he not directly use dual cultivation to breakthrough to Nascent Soul?

The Five Poisons Sect Master was utterly shocked by Lu Changsheng’s casual actions. She couldn’t believe such an otherworldly physique existed!

Lu Changsheng sensed he was just short of breaking through to the ninth layer. He glanced at the Five Poisons Sect Master and called, “Ah Youduo.”

Her body, flushed and alluring, still catching her breath, the Five Poisons Sect Master felt a tinge of resentment, thinking Lu Changsheng was treating her like a mere cauldron.

But, under the same roof, she had no choice but to bow her head.

And after spending so much time together, night after night of dual cultivation, the Seven Absolute Passion Gu had entrenched itself so deeply within her that she instinctively moved closer.

“???”

With a resigned sigh under Lu Changsheng’s gaze, she activated her secret art. Her body elongated and became more slender as she released the mana from her body’s apertures.

“Boom!”

With the Five Poisons Sect Master’s support, Lu Changsheng’s cultivation surged from the eighth layer to the ninth layer of Core Formation!

“Thank you, Ah Youduo.”

Lu Changsheng exhaled deeply and gently comforted the Five Poisons Sect Master, motioning for her to rest.

Half a month later, after consolidating his realm, Lu Changsheng left the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons with Ah Youduo.

He planned to return to the Five Poisons Sect, pick up Nangong Mili and his son Lu Minghuang, and head back home.