Chapter 107: Destiny Shifts the World

Hongmei sneered coldly, “Where has the once arrogant young master of the Lü family gone? Now you want me to let you off? Not a chance.” With that, she clapped the demonic gourd, and a surge of dark energy swept through, swiftly capturing Lü Xin and the burrowing mole, sealing them inside the gourd with lightning speed.

Lü Xin’s primordial spirit seethed with boundless resentment and a haze of inner demons, recklessly crashing about within the gourd, roaring, “You will all perish! I, Lü Xin, am the true sovereign! I shall attain immortality! I will forge my path through demonic means!”

Hongmei formed a hand seal and cast her spell. Lü Xin’s spirit transformed into a pure mixture of resentment and demonic energy, which Hongmei absorbed into her body and slowly refined. At this moment, her aura shifted dramatically—her resentment grew purer, as if she were only a step away from mid-second-tier wraith cultivation.

It seemed that with a period of secluded refinement, she would ascend to mid-second-tier wraith.

Lü Buyu’s screams left his throat dry and his lower body weak, likely facing impotence for a long time. He now cursed himself for not having more legs to escape faster.

Ge Qian, Hongmei, and the little white fox surrounded him from three directions, poised to strike, murderous intent brimming.

Lü Buyu forced a dry laugh and said, “Actually, I want to say this is all a misunderstanding. It was Lü Xin, reckless and disrespectful, who offended you. I have nothing to do with this. I’m also a victim, deceived by Lü Xin. How about this—we keep to our own waters, and I’ll keep silent about this matter, not revealing a single word?”

Ge Qian replied calmly, “I only believe that the dead keep secrets. Everything else is just empty talk. ‘Listening Tide Pavilion’ updates fastest. You all schemed against me first. If I weren’t still somewhat capable, I would have long been your victim. The world of cultivation is survival of the fittest; there’s nothing more to say. Now, die.”

Six sword rays spun rapidly, stabbing straight from the air toward Lü Buyu’s head.

Hongmei clapped the demonic gourd, and a shadowy mist transformed into a giant hand that clawed at Lü Buyu’s back.

The little white fox twisted her form; her enormous tail suddenly doubled in size, delivering a powerful waist-level strike.

The three attacks came simultaneously. Lü Buyu suddenly unleashed a golden giant bell above his head, rotating continuously, scattering a layer of golden light that shimmered with runes—a near-perfect defense.

Despite the ferocious triple assault, they were effortlessly blocked outside. Lü Buyu’s face was pale and weak, but otherwise, he showed no signs of serious harm.

Ge Qian frowned, “An inferior treasure, and yet you possess a magical artifact? This is a tool for the Consolidation Stage. How did you come by it?”

Lü Buyu snorted coldly, “I have only a few prized items left. If not, would I still be considered a fully accomplished Foundation Establishment cultivator? You forced myI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.