Instant-Death Cultivation: Surviving in an Immortal World with Instant Kill - Chapter 63

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Chapter 63: Elder Ancestor (1)

 

 

‘So Sama Moon has finally appeared.’

 

Cheon Woo-jin stared at Sama Moon looking down from the sky.

 

‘I suppose this was inevitable.’

 

In truth, Cheon Woo-jin had anticipated this situation.

There was a possibility that Sama Moon would appear if he killed Gi Sin-ryeo in this battle.

 

Normally, Elder Ancestors don’t interfere in sect affairs.

They don’t care whether their sect wages war against other sects or not.

They’re in the middle of cultivation spanning hundreds of years for their next goal, so there’s no reason to pay attention to short-term events happening within the sect.

 

But what if the sect leader they entrusted with future matters was suddenly murdered?

When such a major incident occurs, Elder Ancestors might show interest.

Even if not for revenge, they might show their face out of curiosity, wondering ‘just what kind of bastard killed him?’

 

‘But capturing Gi Sin-ryeo alive was also impossible.’

 

Fighting carefully against Gi Sin-ryeo, a Core Formation Great Perfection cultivator, while keeping him alive?

That was impossible with Cheon Woo-jin’s current abilities.

For Cheon Woo-jin to survive in that situation, he had no choice but to kill Gi Sin-ryeo.

 

So Cheon Woo-jin had secretly hoped that Sama Moon was engrossed in some other matter or had gone somewhere far away.

In such a situation, there would be a high chance he’d simply ignore Gi Sin-ryeo’s death.

 

But that hope was not fulfilled.

Sama Moon sensed Gi Sin-ryeo’s death and immediately showed his face.

And he saw through at a glance that Cheon Woo-jin had killed Gi Sin-ryeo.

 

“You, boy, possess a special constitution.”

 

Finally, Sama Moon even saw through Cheon Woo-jin’s Manifest True Life Body.

Last time, Gu Do-ryun couldn’t see through Cheon Woo-jin’s constitution because he used a low-grade puppet’s senses, but normally a Nascent Soul cultivator would see through it at a glance like this.

 

If Cheon Woo-jin reached a higher realm, he could conceal information even before a Nascent Soul cultivator, but as a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, there was no way to do so.

 

“It wouldn’t be innate, but something acquired later… I wonder where you obtained it.”

 

Sama Moon, who had been muttering to himself, suddenly frowned with one eyebrow.

 

“But… why do you keep not answering? Can you perhaps not speak?”

“I apologize, Elder Ancestor Sama.”

 

Cheon Woo-jin immediately clasped his hands together and apologized.

 

“I couldn’t speak because there might be listening ears.”

“Hmm?”

 

Sama Moon swept his gaze around the area from mid-air.

 

“I see. It wouldn’t be good to have a conversation here.”

 

All the cultivators in the vicinity had collapsed from Sama Moon’s fainting poison.

But Cheon Woo-jin pointed out that there might be other watchful eyes.

Sama Moon nodded, thinking it was reasonable enough, and said:

 

“Then let’s move to another location. First…”

“Elder Ancestor Sama.”

 

Cheon Woo-jin hurriedly clasped his hands and spoke.

 

“I am merely at mid-stage Foundation Establishment. If you take me to the upper levels… I won’t be able to endure it.”

“Ah, that’s right too.”

 

Sama Moon would have tried to take him to the Ghost Head City upper levels where he usually resided.

But the upper levels could only be accessed by those at Core Formation realm or above.

If Sama Moon had suddenly dragged Cheon Woo-jin to the upper levels… Cheon Woo-jin would have had difficulty surviving.

 

“Let me see, for Foundation Establishment, a place I could take you to…”

 

Sama Moon, who had been muttering to himself, grinned.

 

“Right, I can take you to the Great Void Cave Heaven Realm.”

“Pardon?”

 

Sama Moon thrust his hand into the void.

Seeing this, Cheon Woo-jin’s eyes widened.

It was definitely Sleeve Universe, which high-level cultivators used instead of storage bags.

 

Sleeve Universe isn’t a dharma artifact like a storage bag, but a space created directly by a high-level cultivator using magic arts.

So there’s no need to carry it around like a storage bag.

 

“Open Gate.”

 

Holding a ‘key’ taken from his Sleeve Universe, when Sama Moon muttered, a door suddenly opened in the sky above.

 

“Follow me.”

“Yes.”

 

Running away here would be foolish.

Cheon Woo-jin followed Sama Moon through that door.

 

Then a familiar scene unfolded before his eyes.

 

‘It really is the Great Void Cave Heaven Realm.’

 

Floating islands countless in number existed within the endlessly expanding cosmic space.

This was the Great Void Cave Heaven Realm where Cheon Woo-jin currently resided.

 

‘Was that key just now a dharma artifact for freely entering and exiting the Great Void Cave Heaven Realm?’

 

Originally, to enter the Great Void Cave Heaven Realm, one had to go to a designated location and speak a password.

But Sama Moon seemed to possess a dharma artifact that allowed free entry and exit from anywhere.

He had never seen anything like this even in the game.

 

“This is a place I used to use long ago.”

 

Sama Moon walked up the foothold in the air while holding the key in his hand.

And even after arriving at the island, he used the key to open the door.

 

“Come in.”

“….”

 

Cheon Woo-jin quickly surveyed Sama Moon’s island.

It had the same structure as the cave dwelling that Cheon Woo-jin usually used.

There were traces of crops being cultivated in the spirit fields, but they had all died from lack of management for a long time.

 

‘It seems he used it only until the Core Formation Realm and then abandoned it.’

 

From the Nascent Soul Realm onward, one rarely uses such cave dwellings.

 

Upon reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, one’s ability to control space develops, so if a cave dwelling is needed, one can manipulate space to create it oneself.

The reason for using sleeve universe instead of storage bags is the same.

 

‘Still, if rent isn’t paid, the lease would be terminated… Were there systems like jeonse back in the old days?’

 

Like that key from earlier, it seemed the methods of using the Great Void Cave Heaven Realm were somewhat different in the past.

 

“Now then….”

 

Next to the spirit field was a wooden table made by cutting down a large log.

Sama Moon threw the key onto it and sat down in a wooden chair.

 

“Let’s slowly have a conversation.”

“….”

 

Cheon Woo-jin sat in the chair opposite Sama Moon with his mouth closed.

And while facing Sama Moon, he checked the status window once more.

 

[Sama Moon ]

* Race: Human

* Age: 619 years

* Realm: Nascent Soul Realm Middle Stage

* Constitution: Five Elements Spiritual Root

* Faction: Black Gate

* Affiliation: Ten Thousand Poison Six Evil Sect

* Destiny: Arrogance

 

Sama Moon was at the Nascent Soul Realm Middle Stage, the same level as the Black Mist Dragon.

And he possessed a special spiritual root called Five Elements Spiritual Root.

 

The Five Elements Spiritual Root has aptitude for all five elements – wood, fire, earth, metal, and water. During the Qi Refining Realm, one must cultivate all five types of spiritual energy, so growth speed is very slow.

However, upon entering the Foundation Establishment Realm and forming the foundation, one can become a cultivator who skillfully uses all five attributes.

 

Sama Moon would probably be able to use all of the Ten Thousand Poison Six Evil Sect’s Six Evil Poisons.

Using the five elements of wood, fire, earth, metal, and water, he could create all six evils: wind, cold, heat, dampness, dryness, and fire.

Whether it was Dan Mok-gil’s Yang Brightness Dry Poison Corpse Mountain Technique or Gi Sin-ryeo’s Lesser Yang Fire Poison Burning Heat Method, he could use them all, and could even combine multiple attributes to create composite poisons that would be impossible to detoxify.

 

‘Even during his Core Formation Realm days, he would have been much stronger than Gi Sin-ryeo.’

 

It was fortunate that the current sect leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Six Evil Sect was Gi Sin-ryeo and not Sama Moon.

Such a thought suddenly occurred to him.

 

‘And… his destiny is Arrogance .’

 

Arrogance means showing off one’s talents while looking down on others.

Simply put, he was an extremely arrogant being who could never escape from his own arrogance – it could be said he was born with such a fate.

 

His leisurely attitude in front of Cheon Woo-jin also stemmed from that arrogance.

From a different perspective… the reason Cheon Woo-jin could face Sama Moon so calmly right now was also thanks to that arrogance.

 

“So, how did you come to obtain the Manifest True Life Body?”

 

Sama Moon suddenly threw out a crucial question.

 

He already knew it wasn’t an innate constitution.

Since clumsy lies obviously wouldn’t work, Cheon Woo-jin answered truthfully.

 

“I ate the Black Mist Dragon’s golden core.”

“Hmm?”

 

Sama Moon raised one eyebrow at Cheon Woo-jin’s answer.

 

“You can acquire a constitution by eating a golden core? Is that possible?”

“It’s possible in the case of ordinary people without spiritual roots.”

“….”

 

Sama Moon’s expression became serious.

He stroked his chin and fell into thought.

 

“Wait a moment, then… Oh ho.”

 

After muttering to himself for a while, Sama Moon looked at Cheon Woo-jin again.

 

“It’s something I’ve never heard of before, but it’s not impossible.”

 

The fact that ordinary people can acquire spiritual roots and constitution by consuming a Golden Core is not known to the world.

Sama Moon, having gained new knowledge, brightened his eyes and asked Cheon Woo-jin another question.

 

“Then who was it that fed you the Black Mist Dragon’s Golden Core?”

“That is…”

 

He had killed the Black Mist Dragon instantly with Instant Death Heaven Eye and directly extracted and consumed the Golden Core himself.

He couldn’t tell the truth about that.

 

But a clumsy lie would be seen through.

So Cheon Woo-jin brought up a different topic.

 

“A great calamity is scheduled to occur in Wei Jin Kingdom soon.”

“Hmm? How does a mere Foundation Establishment mercenary know about that?”

 

Sama Moon showed a surprised expression.

 

“Ah, did you perhaps hear it from those who fed you the Golden Core?”

“That’s correct.”

 

He’s buying it.

Cheon Woo-jin spoke while managing his expression as much as possible.

 

“Before long, Wei Jin Kingdom’s Emperor is scheduled to leave this world. Then, just like until now, they’ll need to install a new puppet emperor, and fierce underwater battles are already taking place between various sects over the candidates.”

 

This was the true identity of the calamity that various sects were preparing for.

 

Originally, the Capital Sects had little interest in secular power, but this next emperor position was different.

If they could place their puppet on the emperor’s throne, they could attempt a Great Technique utilizing the entire nation.

Right now they were only keeping each other in check underwater, but once the current Emperor died, a full-scale great war would begin.

 

“Then those who fed you the Golden Core were…”

“The Taeul Yeokri Gate… trying to install the Emperor’s Second Son.”

 

Cheon Woo-jin lied with a straight face.

 

“They are trying to feed the Golden Core to the Second Son, who is an ordinary person without spiritual roots. Their plan is to make him into a cultivator that way.”

“Oh ho…!”

 

Sama Moon leaned forward and was listening intently to Cheon Woo-jin’s story.

Looking at his expression, there wasn’t the slightest hint of suspicion.

 

He was completely absorbed in Cheon Woo-jin’s explanation, which adapted and recited the game’s setting.

 

* * *

 

“Damn it!”

 

Jang Ryang, who had regained consciousness, struck the ground in anger.

 

“To think Cheon Daoist was kidnapped while we were unconscious…!”

 

Jang Ryang, Won Pil-so, Gwak Gyeong-in and others had collapsed from Sama Moon’s Fainting Poison.

When time passed and they regained consciousness, Cheon Woo-jin was nowhere to be seen.

Sama Moon had clearly taken him away.

 

“Gwak Daoist! Please call the former Sect Master from Golden Wing Sect too!”

 

Won Pil-so rushed to Gwak Gyeong-in.

 

“We must ask the former Sect Master to rescue Cheon Daoist!”

“Won Cultivator, that’s not possible.”

 

Gwak Gyeong-in showed a troubled expression.

 

“In the first place, it’s impossible for us to contact the Elder Ancestor. We don’t even know where the Elder Ancestor is conducting Closed Door Cultivation…”

“Damn it…!”

“I want to rescue Cheon Daoist just as much as you do. But…”

 

Gwak Gyeong-in spoke while letting out a deep sigh.

 

“What can we possibly do against Won Shadow Sect’s Elder Ancestor? Just like I said before…”

 

Gwak Gyeong-in looked up at the sky.

Of course, even though it was called sky, it was an artificial sky inside Ghost Head City.

Cheon Woo-jin would be dragged somewhere beyond there and lose his life.

 

“We have no choice but to accept it as a natural disaster.”

 

Hot tears flowed down from Gwak Gyeong-in’s eyes.

 

Before the tyranny of transcendent beings, any resistance was meaningless.

That was the harsh reality that everyone living in the Cultivation World had to face.

 

* * *

 

“Thanks to you, I was able to obtain much information. I’m grateful.”

 

Sama Moon showed a satisfied smile.

This was the first time he had such a long conversation with a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

 

“Have all your curiosities been resolved?”

“Yes, though new curiosities have arisen… since you say this is all you know, it can’t be helped.”

 

Some things he already knew, and some were stories he was hearing for the first time.

Since there wasn’t a single part that didn’t match up, it seemed he wasn’t lying.

 

“Elder Ancestor Sama, then what happens to me now…”

“Ah, you mean your treatment. Don’t worry.”

 

I’ve heard enough of your story.

Then I have no more business with this guy.

 

“I’ll put your life to very meaningful use.”

 

Swoosh.

After putting his hand into his Sleeve Universe, he visualized the object he wanted in his mind.

Then that object naturally fell into his grasp.

 

Shing.

A precious sword drawn from thin air.

The intense energy bursting from its blade made the space vibrate.

 

“Don’t tell me… a Magical Treasure?”

“That’s right, this is the Magical Treasure I’ve been preparing for a long time to reach the Incarnation Realm.”

 

Magical Treasure.

A treasure with incomparable power to Dharma Artifacts.

 

Upon reaching the Won Shadow Realm, one becomes able to personally create Magical Treasures.

Though it requires investing many resources, creating a Magical Treasure perfectly suited to oneself can grant tremendous power.

Enough to become the decisive key to reaching the Incarnation Realm.

 

“I made it by sacrificing Poison Dragon Gal-roe that I commanded.”

 

Poison Dragon Gal-roe was originally the guardian beast of the Ten Thousand Poison Six Evil Sect.

It was known to have gone to the Ghost Beast City Upper Section following Sama Moon.

 

But that was a lie.

Sama Moon personally killed Gal-roe and placed it on the altar to create this Magical Treasure.

Even if it was a guardian beast that had devoted loyalty to the Ten Thousand Poison Six Evil Sect for a long time, he could kill it without hesitation to reach a higher realm.

 

“This Soul Devouring Spirit Refining Sword was crafted by applying Demonic Path Techniques. It grows stronger by feeding on souls with special qualities. I want to feed it your Manifestation True Life Constitution.”

 

Saying this, Sama Moon shrugged his shoulders and cackled.

 

This was because the man before him wasn’t trembling in fear, but rather couldn’t take his eyes off the Magical Treasure.

 

“Are you moved by the majesty of the Magical Treasure I created? That’s understandable! This is the greatest masterpiece of my life!”

 

Sama Moon burst into arrogant laughter.

Originally, Sama Moon was the type who felt the greatest pleasure when showing off his achievements like this.

 

“Yes, Elder Ancestor Sama.”

 

But just then.

An utterly cold voice was heard.

 

“I really wanted to see that Magical Treasure with my own eyes.”

 

At that moment.

Cheon Woo-jin’s eyes gleamed ominously.

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