Cultivation World of Cannibalism

An ancient illusion array!

A heaven-defying killing array capable of completely reversing the five senses of a Golden Core cultivator in half a breath!

The Golden Core manager of the Rare Treasures Pavilion failed to recognize such a peerless fortune, one that was worthy of being the ultimate treasure of a second-tier sect.

Yet, the Young Master merely glanced at the scrap pile and accurately pinched it in his hand?

What terrifying discernment and profound background was this!

Zhao Yuelian gripped the jade slip tightly, her knuckles turning white from extreme shock.

What made her soul tremble even more was Gu Yang's casual toss.

He did not hide it for himself, nor did he demand they make a Heavenly Dao oath. He just handed over such a priceless treasure to her with such effortless grace?

Why?

An uncontrollable, sickly flush rose on Zhao Yuelian's pale cheeks.

Because the Young Master simply disdained it!

Because the Young Master already subconsciously regarded her as a personal possession under his absolute control!

Only when treating something that entirely belonged to him would he bestow a trump card so generously.

This secret, taboo thrill of being treated as a confidante and being absolutely trusted surged through the Heart-Linked Gu deep within her dantian, sweeping madly like an electric current through her soul that had been parched for ten years.

Beside her, Su Wanyin's breathing also grew heavy.

Young Master...

Her watery peach-blossom eyes were filled with fanatical obsession.

In this world, even the most supreme geniuses would birth greed when facing an ancient array.

Only her Young Master treated heavy treasures like weeds, casually bestowing them upon them for self-defense.

This undisguised protectiveness and favoritism intoxicated the Demonic Sect's Holy Maiden more than the world's most potent aphrodisiac.

She even began to frantically sketch out in her mind how, if she mastered this Lesser Formless Illusion Array, she would serve the Young Master without reservation in a highly suggestive and romantic illusion.

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Over the next three days.

Gu Yang took the two women, looking like the most ordinary rogue cultivators, and wandered around the middle district of Holy Heaven City.

Beneath the skin of this bustling market, the crevices of every white jade floor tile were filled with man-eating schemes.

At the Hundred Herbs Pavilion, the extremely high-priced Supreme Blood Spirit Pill, which claimed to provide flawless Foundation Establishment, only took Gu Yang one sniff to detect the sweet, metallic scent of infant umbilical blood that had been forcibly concealed.

In the Myriad Artifacts Sect branch at the corner of the street, the hilts of the radiant, supreme-grade flying swords all faintly revealed the eerie white texture unique to a cultivator's spine, soaring with resentment.

Here, beautiful female cultivators were locked in glazed cages, clearly priced as Cauldron Blind Boxes for people to choose from.

Cultivators who greeted each other with smiles and called each other fellow Daoists inside the shops one second would, the moment they stepped out of the array, unleash poisoned darts in dark alleys to strip the other party clean to the bone.

The immortal-like Holy Heaven City was, in essence, a gorgeously dressed flesh-and-blood grinding mill.

However.

For three whole days, Gu Yang scoured the black market networks of the major merchant guilds, even infiltrating the edges of the City Lord's estate.

But he did not find a single trace of clues regarding Luo Tianheng's underground palace.

That old monster at the peak of the Golden Core realm had hidden this game of possession far too deeply.

Night fell.

Inside a shoddy inn in the lower district of Holy Heaven City.

Gu Yang sat cross-legged on a simple wooden bed, his breathing steady.

Ding! Daily intelligence refreshed!

There were no clues about the underground palace. Instead, there were a few pieces of intelligence reeking of intense bloodlust and desire.

Green Intelligence: Three days later, in the Southern Region of the Cangyun Continent, the orthodox sects Water Moon Pavilion and Blazing Sun Sect will erupt into a full-scale bloody war in the Falling Goose Valley. On the surface, it is to fight over the ruins of an unowned medicine garden that just appeared. In reality, the patriarchs of both sects are nearing the end of their lifespans and have secretly formed a blood pact. They will use the flesh, blood, and severed limbs of fifty thousand outer sect disciples in the valley as a catalyst to irrigate the Nine-Turn Life-Extending Immortal Flower deep within the earth veins. At that time, a hundred-mile radius around Falling Goose Valley will be completely enveloped in a thick, nauseating blood mist, severed limbs will pile up like mountains, and wails will echo endlessly through the night. Click to view coordinates.

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White Intelligence: A mortal city on the edge of the Eastern Region of the Cangyun Continent. An inner sect disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect is flying on his sword, his white robes fluttering, causing tens of thousands of commoners in the city to kneel and kowtow. He has just slain a red-haired demon ghost that was causing chaos. In truth, he deliberately released this ghost ten days ago, allowing it to devour half the infants in the city. Only when the demon ghost's baleful aura was completely fattened up did he appear to slay it in order to refine a Blood Fiend Pill. As the breeze blew by, he smiled and pocketed the blood-stained pill, his face bathed in sunlight full of compassionate mercy. Click to view coordinates.

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White Intelligence: At midnight three days later, in a secret room of the Holy Heaven City black market. The chief female auctioneer of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion is poisoned with a strange toxin and trapped within a Spirit-Devouring Demonic Vine cage. This poison continuously burns her meridians, and she can only rely on the freezing cold vines to forcefully suppress the reverse flow of true qi in her body. The tough vines tightly entangle her, their sharp barbs tearing through her thin dress, forcing her to endure immense pain while gritting her teeth and letting out suppressed groans. Those normally aloof and mighty orthodox experts are hidden behind a one-way glazed curtain wall, coldly watching this once infinitely glorious chief auctioneer struggle in despair, quietly waiting for the moment her Dao heart completely collapses so they can harvest the supreme Red Dust Dao Fruit in her body, ripened by her lifelong cultivation. Click to view coordinates.

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White Intelligence: Inside the underground palace of the Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion on the western frontier of the Cangyun Continent, the missing orthodox genius Shen Qingqing is firmly sealed on a bed of cold ice jade. A rare ancient demonic insect, the Silk-Pulling Puppet Gu, has been forcibly planted into her body. At this moment, thousands of transparent Gu threads, invisible to the naked eye, are gradually devouring and replacing her meridians, attempting to completely take over this exceptionally talented body. The Young Pavilion Master coldly plucks the mother Gu's threads at his fingertips. With every pull, tears of extreme unwillingness and despair well up in Shen Qingqing's eyes. Her mind is incredibly clear, yet she can only watch helplessly as she is controlled by this bizarre Gu insect, involuntarily bowing in submission to her enemy. The pride that once belonged to an orthodox genius is mercilessly crushed bit by bit. Click to view coordinates.

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Man-eating arrays, hypocritical Dao children, and female cultivators treated as medicinal catalysts and cauldrons.

As dazzling as the spiritual energy waterfalls of Holy Heaven City were, the flesh-and-blood grinding mill beneath it was just as foul-smelling.

Gu Yang expressionlessly scanned those nauseating words.

Time was getting tighter.

That old monster Luo Tianheng had hidden the underground palace flawlessly.

The time was drawing closer for the ancient demonic vine's backlash and for Ye Chen to swoop in and steal the prize.

Simply stumbling around blindly like a headless fly in this lower district would not even touch the edges of that grand chessboard.

Gu Yang willed it in his mind.

System, consume Destiny Points to expand intelligence regarding Luo Tianheng's underground palace.

Ding! 30 Destiny Points consumed. Successfully expanded intelligence related to the underground palace.

Current Destiny Points: 70

A pale blue light screen rippled like water, and three brand-new pieces of intelligence slowly emerged.

White Intelligence: The Holy Heaven City underground palace is supervised and built by the Golden Core family within the city, the Yun Family. The current head of the Yun Family, Yun Zhiwei of the Golden Core realm, holds the complete array map of the underground palace, including infiltration routes and trap distributions.

This woman appears gentle and righteous, but in truth, she is utterly selfish. Every year, three hundred rogue cultivators mysteriously vanish outside Holy Heaven City. They are secretly abducted by her and buried alive into the foundation of the Myriad Woods Everspring Array within the underground palace. There, they are reduced to flesh and blood nourishment to feed the demonic vines, all in exchange for the spiritual energy the vines provide in return. If this secret were ever exposed, she would undoubtedly be burned alive as a sky lantern by the City Lord's Estate and the city's entire population of rogue cultivators. [Click to view coordinates]]