Daoist Ye Zhuo naturally showed no intention to refuse, his expression brightening as he accepted the magical treasure.

"Senior Brother, you should have mentioned it earlier! If you're interested in Dual Cultivation, I know the Great Sun Sword Tomb has plenty of Little Night Wanderers versed in Yin-Yang…"

Before Daoist Ye Zhuo could finish his sentence, the Ghost Tiger beneath Li Mo's feet lunged forward and swallowed him whole, transporting him to another corner of the Cancer Island.

"Wasting away in the Heavenly Sword Sect is a pity. Ye Zhuo, you belong in the Ten Desires Forest of the Ten Thousand Demon Dao."

Li Mo massaged the bridge of his nose, his head aching. As his gaze lifted, he saw embryos forming, countless mortals being born, and under the guidance of Taoist Children, beginning to flock toward Business Leader City.

The scene resembled the calamities and disasters of the mortal world—a locust plague.

The sheer number of mortals was beyond belief. Just among the newly born, there were twenty to thirty thousand, not to mention the earth sprouting life endlessly, like stalks of wheat soaring skyward.

Boom.

A pulse of spell energy echoed from Medicine King Valley.

Li Mo caught sight of a woman covered in pustules standing at the edge of the island. She gouged out her own right eye and flung it to the ground.

The eye fizzed and crackled mid-air, and upon touching an enormous spruce tree, it transformed into an intensely potent Wood Element Poison Mist.

The mist wafted outward, its corrosiveness compounding upon contact with materials, growing increasingly intricate in toxicity.

A span of ten miles lay shrouded in poison mist; the flower buds nurturing embryos instantly withered. Yet the ground continued its ceaseless sprouting of vegetation.

"Medicine King Valley's Poison Cultivator lineage."

Li Mo glanced at the woman, recognizing her as the Daoist Child of Medicine King Valley—Wu Xinzhi.

He didn't know much about Wu Xinzhi, except that before joining the Demon Suppression Cave expedition, her reputation had been unremarkable. It came as a surprise that she wielded such proficient poison techniques.

"Every organ of Medicine King Valley's Poison Cultivators serves as a unique toxic material. Fascinating."

Yet the mist's depletion was swift. After a half-meter accumulation of corpses, gaunt and malformed mortals began to emerge.

The spell lost its effectiveness in just ten minutes.

Wu Xinzhi decisively abandoned her efforts and retreated toward the center of the island.

Confronting a Dao Jun was undoubtedly unrealistic. Their only option was to endure the assaults of Deceitful Objects while waiting for Void Refining Stage Elders to announce evacuation plans.

Li Mo noticed the newly born mortals' chins were slightly swollen, resembling an insect's toxin sac, which helped them resist the poisonous mist.

"Lord Yang De truly possesses Spiritual Wisdom. Acting as Heavenly Dao in the Demon Cave is like having every wish granted."

Li Mo motioned for the Sword Cultivators to form an array, summoning ten Flood Dragons for assistance.

Clearly, Lord Chaoxi commanded the Heavenly Dao related to **Cultivation** within the Demon Cave; Lord Yang De presided over **Fertility**.

Li Mo's expression grew reverent as he watched newborn children wander, wide-eyed, into a village.

With each exhale of Purple Qi, standout children emerged, their bodies advancing twenty to thirty years in maturity, their cultivation directly elevating into the ranks of the immortal.

Even the awakening of just two Dao Jun set a relentless cascade of Deceitful Objects in motion.

"Jiang Xi, Bai Shuo—switch to rotating shifts every five days."

As Li Mo spoke, tens of thousands of silhouettes shot into the skies, converging toward the hovering islands under the sparse guidance of immortals.

"Outer Heaven Demons, with Dao Jun presiding today, your annihilation is nigh!"

"Lord Yang De reigns supreme!"

"Blessed by Dao Jun's favor, ascend to the ultimate Outer Heaven after death!!!"

...…

The disciples of the Five Sects stood ready in strict formation, activating the protective arrays fortifying the islands.

"Aha!"

Xu Ning downed a gulp of Corpse Wine, his spine contorting as his body expanded. His limbs stretched wide, resembling a grotesque drum crafted from human skin and bones.

Boom, boom, boom.

The drumbeats rippled through the air, creating waves of turbulence.

Medicine King Valley's floating islands became entirely suffused with poisoned mist. The Poison Cultivators hovered in mid-air, relentlessly mutilating themselves and hurling organs into the Array Eyes.

The Pill Cultivators augmented them with medicinal power, regenerating their severed organs instantaneously.

The floating islands of Ten Thousand Demon Dao were already devoid of architectural structures, brimming instead with countless severed heads. Occasionally, even the islands themselves morphed into massive heads.

Zhibai Dao Cultivators broke into scattered positions, their bodies interconnected by pulsating blood vessels.

A thunderous tremor shook the earth. The floating islands splintered and disbanded, with each landmass chiseled with Arrays. Under the network formed by the Array Repairers' blood vessels, the fragmented island emitted an aura that hinted at unity.

None of the sects held back anymore; all had adopted a desperate stance.

Clang, clang, clang.

Sword sounds echoed relentlessly across Cancer Island. The Sword Cultivators resonated with their Sword Bodies and Lifebound Flying Swords, their Sword Intent forming distorted force fields around their figures.

Using their bodies as scabbards enabled them to wield their Lifebound Flying Swords to their utmost potential.

Their Lifebound Flying Swords began mutating to varying degrees, becoming grotesque and terrifying.

"Outer Heaven Demons!!!"

Swarms of Taoist Children crashed into the Nine Curves Chain Formation without hesitation. Torrential rains of blood drenched the islands' surfaces, while dismembered flesh hailed down like ice shards.

The Nine Curves Chain Formation quivered ever so slightly.

The swarm tactics of countless weaklings momentarily threatened to breach the first layer of the Nine Curves Chain Formation.

"We'll go first—a Sharpening Blade Sword Array against the Deceitful Objects."

Jiang Xi quickly stepped forward, followed by a host of Sword Cultivators ascending into the skies.

Dozens of Lifebound Flying Swords transformed into grinding disks, their movement producing grating sounds reminiscent of meat being shredded. The swords left behind mangled flesh wherever they swept.

With the awakening of the two Dao Jun, the Demon Cave descended into utter insanity.

The Taoist Children seemed desperate to prove their devotion. The deaths of their comrades drove them to a frenzy, rendering the scene grotesquely bloody.

"This is what makes a Demon Cave. What came before was merely Heavenly Dao taking a nap."

As long as Purple Qi Comes from the East remained continuous, accompanied by the mass proliferation of embryos, what awaited them was an endless tide of humanity.

"If the mortals in the Demon Cave aren't Deceitful Objects, they'll stuff the Corpse Mountain Mini World in minutes, possibly even hastening the Spirit Root Worm's promotion to Spiritual Treasure."

Li Mo sneered.

It wouldn't be feasible. If the Demon Cave could birthe ordinary corpses, wouldn't it have long been regarded as Blessed Land Cave Heaven by Ten Thousand Demon Dao? The ultimate paradise for cultivating deviant arts.

Li Mo pressed lightly against the ground, summoning the Golden Toad into reality.

Boom.

The Golden Toad landed heavily, leaving behind a deep crater spanning a kilometer.

The Sword Cultivators were somewhat perplexed, only beginning to understand when they saw the Corpse Mountain cradled in Li Mo's hand—it seemed to be an extraordinarily fine Storage Magic Treasure.

The Corpse Mountain was lifelike, with birds and beasts traversing its peaks, and rivers flowing amidst its valleys.

"A toast to you all."

Li Mo communicated with the Corpse Mountain, prompting the treasure to tilt toward the crater, releasing deafening torrents as fragrant liquor streamed from its peaks.

Waterfall-like streams gushed continuously from the Corpse Mountain, quickly transforming the crater into a shimmering lake.

"This Wine Lake mixes Body Cleansing Wine, which suppresses mutations, with Sword Washing Wine that nourishes Flying Swords. Though both are Nascent Soul Stage Corpse Wines, they're sufficient for recovery."

"No need to exchange Deceitful Object corpses; as long as no one takes away the lake, indulge freely."

The Sword Cultivators were stunned by Li Mo's extravagance—so much Corpse Wine! On the black market, it could fetch the price of a magical treasure!

"As expected of Master of Treasures… Senior Brother Taiyi."

Daoist Ye Zhuo scratched his head, then leapt into the Wine Lake, immersing himself to absorb its medicinal properties, while continuing to ponder the yin-yang dual cultivation method.

The Sword Cultivators exchanged glances, the pressure brought by the Deceitful Objects momentarily lifted.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Daoist Bai Shuo also expressed gratitude to Li Mo, as did the other Sword Cultivators who respectfully offered their thanks, with no lingering intent to covet the position of Chief at the Great Sun Sword Tomb.

Little did they know, the Wine Lake barely represented one-tenths' worth of the two liquors combined.

Body Cleansing Wine was still manageable to distribute, but Sword Washing Wine had poor sales in external markets—most Grass and Wood Cultivators used it to irrigate spiritual materials.

Li Mo simply repurposed it against the Deceitful Objects, reasoning that the longer the Sword Cultivators held out, the more spare time he'd have to seek breakthroughs into Artifact Core Nascent Soul.

"No need to stress; we're in the Demon Cave—we advance and retreat as one."

Li Mo offered a few words of courtesy before sitting cross-legged and entering meditation once again.

The Sword Cultivators avoided encroaching within a hundred-meter radius around Li Mo, fearing they'd interrupt him. They now understood why Daoist Ye Zhuo enjoyed such boundless wealth.

With a naturally gifted Innate Immortal Seed as Chief, holding onto his coattails guaranteed bountiful rewards.

As Li Mo plunged into cultivation, his Artifact Core Nascent Soul finally showed signs of advancing to the Divine Separation Stage, and the Spiritual Power within his Dantian brimmed to capacity.

[Artifact Method]

[Using the Profound Magnetic Infant as the main body, its four limbs as refining materials, once the treasure begins to take form, the Nascent Soul will devour it to reach the Divine Separation Stage.]

[Seed Pill Method]

[Using the Auxiliary Golden Core of the Great Medicine Pill Infant as the base, bury the Auxiliary Golden Core in soil abundant with nutrients. Once it breaks through the earth and returns to the Nascent Soul, promotion to the Divine Separation Stage follows.]

His Pill Infant merged with the Foundation Spiritual Objects, already glimmering with Magnetic Light. The miniature Golden Core similarly counted as part of the Artifact Infant, aiding in cultivating the Artifact Method.

Li Mo removed all the miniature Golden Cores, burying them within the planetary Artifact Infant, watching them absorb nourishment with a sigh of relief.

"The Pill Infant absorbs the medicinal power from the miniature Golden Cores, breaking its bottleneck, while the remaining husks of the cores are refined into treasures to aid the Artifact Infant's promotion."

Li Mo supplemented the Artifact Infant with Innate Essence to ensure the Nascent Soul's cultivation didn't deteriorate, observing the miniature Golden Cores balloon tenfold.

Thanks to their abundance, the Artifact Infant relied on the Innate Essence to avoid adverse effects.

One by one, the engorged miniature Golden Cores detached from the Artifact Infant, reconnecting to the Pill Infant's branches and flooding the Pill Infant with medicinal energy.

"Hahaha! It's falling into place."

Li Mo, well-versed in advancing to the Divine Separation Stage, eliminated every possibility of mishap, while the miniature Golden Cores steadily shriveled.

The desiccated miniature Golden Cores were refined into treasures and devoured by the Artifact Infant.

Li Mo selected the Artifact Soul Spirit Pattern for inscription, which was both highly compatible with the Artifact Infant and relatively less complex to craft.

Moments later, one miniature Golden Core successfully transformed into a treasure.

The Artifact Infant consumed the Golden Core Treasure ravenously, revealing an aura of the Divine Separation Stage.

With their twin ascension, their connection deepened; the Melting Furnace and Alchemy Furnace drew closer together, and their twin Dantians began merging into one.

Heat waves billowed from Li Mo's mouth and nose, his Cave God's Eye unable to suppress the rising temperature.

The Da Ai Mi Tian mutated further under the reciprocal enhancement of the Artifact Core Nascent Soul, its Spirit Patterns exceeding one hundred and fifty, while the cancer cells across the Demon Cave became unusually animated.

Li Mo's sensitivity to the cancer cells intensified, perceiving countless embryos sprouting throughout.

"What the hell?!!!"

Li Mo opened his eyes, unsure whether to feel alarmed or amused. He noticed that some embryos within flower buds emitted an aura similar to Demon Cultivators.

The embryos appeared indistinguishable on the surface but contained cranial remnants imbued with lingering vitality within their abdomen.

"Body Seizing? The Ten Thousand Demon Dao is seizing the bodies of Deceitful Objects—what exactly are they planning?"

Li Mo turned skyward, realizing that even the Devil Pups held an interest in the Fake Heavenly Dao, and suspected the Five Sects' presence served as a ploy to pit wolves against tigers.

"Perhaps this is a golden opportunity. I must find a way to intervene."

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