Rebirth of the Urban Demon Lord

Chapter 77 The Arrival of a Nascent Soul Master

Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Arrival of a Nascent Soul Expert

Xin Mirou began to shatter her golden core. Powerful true essence surged out wildly from the cracked core in an instant, creating a whirlwind-like aura.

The surrounding thick fog was instantly blown away, revealing a grassy area of ​​thirty to forty meters in radius. Even with the power of the Heavenly Thunder Locking Fog Formation, it was impossible to completely clear the fog in a short time.

This is the power of a Golden Core expert; with their powerful true essence, they can blow away the dense fog within the maze.

If Yuan Chen had had that kind of courage back then, he might have been able to break through the formation and cause Zhuo Yang considerable trouble. Unfortunately, there are no "ifs".

Zhuo Yang stood with his hands behind his back beside Xin Mirou, his clothes clinging tightly to his body in the strong wind, but he remained unmoved.

Until a few crisp "click, click" sounds came from Xin Mirou's body, Zhuo Yang's eyes narrowed instantly.

"rise!"

With a sharp shout, Zhuo Yang released the demon lord's primordial spirit.

The powerful pressure instantly enveloped an area of ​​several dozen meters in radius, as if a colossal, unparalleled prehistoric beast was pressing down on them.

Xin Mirou immediately felt the pressure, her body involuntarily bent downwards, and she couldn't even hold her head up.

Zhuo Yang gently placed his hand on her shoulder, instantly relieving all the pressure and allowing her to maintain her cross-legged sitting posture.

Then, Zhuo Yang silently chanted an incantation, and the cyan true essence surging from Xin Mirou's body immediately stopped its violent surge, becoming docile like a sheep being penned up, and began to linger around Xin Mirou.

The technique continued to take effect, and Xin Mirou suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Her true essence surged again, but Zhuo Yang used the powerful pressure of the Demon Lord's primordial spirit to suppress it around her body.

In the end, the golden core shattered completely, and all the true essence was released.

"Activate your cultivation technique to absorb all this true essence back and rebuild your golden core!" Zhuo Yang said in a deep voice, exerting a little force in his hand, causing a wisp of lightning to rise.

With his blessing, Xin Mirou reforged her golden core at an extremely fast speed, and in just a few minutes, she absorbed the surrounding stagnant true essence back into her body.

After a long time, the surrounding true energy was completely depleted.

Zhuo Yang laughed and asked, "How does it feel to reforge the Golden Core?"

Xin Mirou opened her eyes and exclaimed incredulously, "Why is this happening? I feel... as if I've been reborn, my golden core is full of vitality!"

"Because you have been unable to nurture your Nascent Soul, your Golden Core has long been dormant." Zhuo Yang explained simply, then shook his head. "This explanation isn't entirely correct, but it's close enough. The real reason is something you have to figure out for yourself. When you understand it, your Golden Core will nurture your Nascent Soul."

The path of cultivation is all about enlightenment. If you understand it, you will understand all methods; if you don't understand it, you will face certain death.

Xin Mirou nodded and closed her eyes again, wanting to experience the feeling of rebirth once more.

Just then, she froze, and the scene before her suddenly changed. She saw her own back as she sat cross-legged, and Zhuo Yang standing leisurely to the side with his hands behind his back.

"The primordial spirit leaving the body?"

She exclaimed in surprise, then quickly closed her eyes, her hands trembling with excitement.

"Calm your mind and stay focused, you can do it!"

Zhuo Yang said softly, nodding slightly.

Xin Mirou attained enlightenment, or rather, her destiny had brought her into a new realm—the Nascent Soul stage—without needing to comprehend it herself.

When she can nurture a true nascent soul within her golden core depends on her own abilities; Zhuo Yang cannot help her.

After leaving quietly, Zhuo Yang returned to the villa.

Looking sickly, Dongfang Ke'er leaned against the sofa. When she saw Zhuo Yang, she tried to get up.

"Don't move, let your injury heal first!" Zhuo Yang said gently, then turned and went to the backyard, where he found Dongfang Jiye sitting on a lounge chair smoking a cigar.

"Mr. Zhuo, do you smoke?" Dongfang Jiye pointed to the cigar box on the table and gave a wry smile.

Zhuo Yang shook his head and sat down beside him: "Regret it?"

Dongfang Jiye gave a few more bitter laughs: "I wouldn't say I regret it, but what happened last night is giving me a bit of a headache."

"Zhuo Yang, are you saying the truth about the cultivation world is just you killing me and me killing you?"

Zhuo Yang nodded and sneered, "You're right. It seems you've seen through the true nature of the cultivation world. Do you want to withdraw now? It's not too late."

"No!" Dongfang Jiye's expression hardened as he stubbed out his half-burnt cigar in the ashtray. "Although the cultivation world is quite different from what I imagined, I have no regrets! The Dongfang family has always remained in the secular world, forever ants. I am unwilling to be ants, and I do not want my descendants to be ants!"

Zhuo Yang secretly admired Dongfang Jiye's foresight and said in a deep voice, "Since you have made your choice, I will not stop you. We are allies, and I will be your strongest support."

Dongfang Jiye was taken aback. It was the first time he had heard Zhuo Yang speak so confidently, and he didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

Zhuo Yang sensed something, then smirked: "Come with me, and I'll show you the experts I've recruited!"

Dongfang Jiye scratched his head and quickly followed Zhuo Yang.

The two arrived at the villa's front hall, and just as they stepped out, a crimson figure rushed towards them at high speed.

"Ah, what is that!" Dongfang Jiye was startled and almost fell over.

Zhuo Yang helped him up and said loudly, "Xiao Rou, stop fooling around. Put away your Nascent Soul. A newborn infant can be killed with a single sword strike even by a fragile cultivator in the Heartbeat stage. Are you out of your mind?"

"Yes, Master!"

A joyful shout came from afar, followed by a bright figure quickly emerging from the thick fog.

"Master, please accept my bow!"

Xin Mirou knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully.

Zhuo Yang stepped forward and helped her up. After looking her over, he said in surprise, "Wow, you've become more beautiful. It seems that the Golden Core cultivation was successful. It not only allowed you to form a Nascent Soul, but also reshaped your body. Now you're not using cultivation techniques to rejuvenate, but you have the true body of a young girl, right?"

Xin Mirou nodded shyly and whispered, "Master, do you still want Xiaorou to be your maid?"

"Uh..." Zhuo Yang suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if a knife was stabbing him. He quickly straightened up and said, "No need. We've already agreed that you'll be my servant!"

After saying that, he turned around, squinting to see who dared to glare at him with eyes as sharp as knives.

Huang Jiaxin, Dongfang Ke'er, and Xiao Diao standing between the two girls!

"A rebellion?" Zhuo Yang sneered coldly. "Hurry up and come to see Xiao Rou. She is already a Nascent Soul stage expert. From now on, everyone's safety is in her hands!"

This was Zhuo Yang's real purpose; he wouldn't feel at ease without having a skilled person watching over the house.

Now that a Nascent Soul stage expert is at home, which cowardly cultivator would dare to come?

Any spell cast will instantly kill any cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage, and even those at the Golden Core stage will not escape!

The Golden Core is the mark of a cultivator advancing to another realm, which can be said to be transcending the realm of mortals. The Nascent Soul, on the other hand, is the mark of true cultivation. Only when the Nascent Soul is formed can one truly usher in a new life.

For a moment, Zhuo Yang felt a surge of longing and resolved to accelerate his cultivation...