Myriad Demon Abyss.
Amidst a formation shrouded in mist, dreamlike and illusory.
Lu Changsheng embraced the delicate figure of the Five Poisons Cult Leader, engaging in dual cultivation with her.
As he speculated, once his Yin Yang Energies refined the other’s Primordial Yin Origin and Magic Power Origin, the dual cultivation effects would be twice the result with half the effort.
Therefore, in these days, Lu Changsheng used the simplest thod to help the Five Poisons Cult Leader heal.
This process also greatly benefited him.
Whenever he perford the secret technique to enlarge himself, it would cause his mana to run amok, uncontrollably rampaging.
Then, during this dual cultivation process with her, the mana origin of the magic body acupoints would continuously nourish him.
Even though Lu Changsheng didn’t want to plunder and seize the other’s mana origin, seeing such mana rampaging, he was unwilling to waste it and could only choose to refine it.
The Five Poisons Cult Leader was sowhat discontented but still treated it as her investnt in Lu Changsheng, allowing him to plunder and refine.
That day, the two completed another round of cultivation.
The Five Poisons Cult Leader lay limp like a pile of mud on the tiger skin, weak and powerless, her flesh glowing with a multicolored sheen, gradually restoring to her usual appearance, then looked at Lu Changsheng with so surprise.
She felt this Yangming True Master was utterly bizarre, with all sorts of gaplay and no adherence to rules, like a top-level flower-picking fiend cultivator. But why was he so concerned about his own body’s appearance?
If she didn’t use the secret technique to enlarge her body, in her current state, she could barely lock in the mana origin of the magic body acupoints.
Lu Changsheng noticed the gaze of the Five Poisons Cult Leader and suddenly felt a pang in his heart.
Underneath a Buddha-like calm deanor, a deep sense of guilt and sin filled his heart.
Oh, the guilt!
He softly comforted the Five Poisons Cult Leader, indicating that she should rest well, then sat cross-legged to cultivate, refining the mana origin flooding his limbs, bones, Qi Ocean Core, and dantian.
At this mont, Lu Changsheng suddenly felt sothing and a Golden Que Jade Scroll appeared in his hand.
As the jade scroll opened, he imdiately saw a na flickering ominously, indicating danger.
Lu Ping’an!
"Possession!?"
Lu Changsheng saw the genealogy warning and his heart tightened, his expression turning frigid.
"What’s going on, how could Ping’an be possessed?"
In the cultivation world, there are generally two types of possession.
One is Nascent Soul possession, which has the best effect and the least repercussions.
Besides this, whether righteous path or demon path, there are so secret techniques that can achieve a similar possession at a great cost.
However, such ’possession’ conditions are very harsh, mostly having severe repercussions and are extrely rare.
And his son possesses the Great Desolate Dragon Spine, with Third Rank Middle Stage body refining strength, ordinary cultivators simply couldn’t possibly possess him.
Which ans, the current possession likely cos from a Nascent Soul True Lord!
"Nascent Soul possession!"
Although his son Lu Ping’an has extraordinary body refining cultivation, it was entirely due to him spending vast resources to forcibly raise it up.
In terms of talent, a Fifth Grade Spiritual Root is just average, even below par.
With such spiritual root talent, it would be difficult to attract the attention of a Nascent Soul cultivator to choose his body for possession.
"The only possibility is the Great Desolate Dragon Spine? Or perhaps the Hope Gu?"
Lu Changsheng stopped thinking further, imdiately using soul mana to fully activate the genealogy, using the genealogy’s True Spirit as a dium to assist Lu Ping’an in suppressing possession!
Although Nascent Soul possession indicates that his son Lu Ping’an is currently in extre danger, in peril.
Even avoiding possession, disaster is hard to escape.
But he certainly couldn’t let his son be possessed by another.
"Hmm?"
The nearby Five Poisons Cult Leader, who was resting and catching her breath, sensed the movent, opened her hazy eyes, not knowing what happened to Lu Changsheng.
However, she first noticed the Lu Family Genealogy in Lu Changsheng’s hand.
Seemingly ordinary, yet it exuded an indescribable Qi chanism, making her completely unable to see through it, only feeling that this jade scroll, flowing with a golden brilliance, gave off a sense of mystery, vastness, and irresistible might.
"Just how many treasures and ans does this person have..."
The Five Poisons Cult Leader felt a mix of suspicion and amazent in her heart.
Unexpectedly, besides external incarnation and the Great Luo Sword Embryo, Lu Changsheng also possessed such a supre treasure.
Lu Changsheng paid no mind to the gaze of the Five Poisons Cult Leader, focusing entirely on activating the genealogy to stabilize his son’s soul consciousness, suppressing the possession!
...
At this mont, deep within a towering mountain at the border of Wu Country.
Lu Ping’an’s body quietly soaked in the Life Pool, with a bewildered sea of consciousness soul gazing at the golden Nascent Soul figure before him.
He just rembered being lured by an evildoer into a formation, then exhausted by the other until he completely passed out.
Yet before he could contemplate further, the golden Nascent Soul figure before him grasped his soul consciousness as if to refine him.
Pain!
How painful!
Instantly, an unprecedented wave of pain struck Lu Ping’an.
From a young age, practicing martial arts and cultivating for so many years, he endured hardships and pain.
But he had never endured pain like this.
As if his entire body was naked in an icy cellar in the frigid March winds, chilling to the bone;
as if soaking in boiling oil, his skin and flesh lting away;
or as if being dismbered by an ice-cold blade, bones scraped clean, a pain worse than death.
This wasn’t pain from the physical body, but pain from the soul!
Cultivators always fear their Dao Foundation and soul being damaged.
And possession is where one’s soul consciousness is devoured, refined, suffering unparalleled soul pain.
Although Lu Ping’an is a Foundation Establishnt cultivator, with divine sense comparable to the Foundation Establishnt peak.
Facing Nascent Soul possession, he had no strength to resist, his soul consciousness instantly collapsing.
But at this mont, a gentle and pure Qi erged from thin air, stabilizing his soul, allowing him a mont of clarity.
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