Chapter 622: Stormy Demonic Sea
"Only when medicine aligns with its qi does form emerge; when the Dao conforms to mystery, it becomes natural. Swallow a Golden Core, and you’ll realize that your fate is yours to decide."[1]
Cui Xuanzi bowed deeply to the ground. His tone carried deep admiration, tinged with faint melancholy, but in the end, it all melted into a single word of congratulations. "Congratulations, Senior, on forming your core."
Qin Sang appeared very young, no older than twenty, while Cui Xuanzi had a head full of white hair.
If a mortal had witnessed this scene, they would surely have been shocked, thinking the roles were reversed.
But in the world of immortal cultivation, where strength reigned supreme, such occurrences were nothing out of the ordinary.
"Forming a Golden Core is but the first step in shedding one’s shackles. The immortal path remains treacherous, littered with formidable figures. I dare not speak of defying fate so lightly."
Qin Sang smiled faintly, withdrew the flying yaksha, and glanced toward the direction where the Five-Insect Sect disciples had left. "Does your sect’s Core Formation Daoists have any free time? I’ve only just formed my core and have many doubts. I hope to pay a visit and engage in discussion."
Cui Xuanzi’s eyes flickered at his words, but his tone remained steady as he explained, "Reporting to Senior Qin, my senior uncle left on a journey shortly after forming his core. He may have already departed from Xijiang. It’s said he was planning to invite fellow cultivators to hunt demons in the Stormy Demonic Sea, and likely won’t return anytime soon. If you are willing to stay a few more days, I’ll send word right away."
Just earlier, Cui Xuanzi had felt some relief upon noticing Qin Sang’s tone was cordial despite commanding a flying yaksha. He no longer seemed like some bloodthirsty fiend.
But hearing Qin Sang suddenly inquire after a Core Formation Realm cultivator, Cui Xuanzi’s nerves tensed once more.
The Five-Insect Sect had indeed produced such a cultivator. He was Cui Xuanzi’s own senior uncle.
But that senior uncle had departed on a journey not long after Cui Xuanzi took over as sect leader. Now that Cui Xuanzi had reached his final years, that man had yet to return. No Soul Lamp had been left behind either.