Cultivation : I'm an Ancient Giant Bear-Chapter 394 - 373: Fake Primordial Spirit

"A fake Primordial Spirit, is it?"

The old man’s gaze shifted, and the Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers continued to rise and change, replaying and unexpectedly locking onto three faint golden lights. It was the scene of Grandpa Tree, Xiong Pi, Old Peacock, and the Turtle Primordial Spirit in battle.

At this moment, under the old man’s manipulation, these three were almost stripped bare.

Then, the old man followed the trail and traced it down to a depth of thirty thousand meters underground, but the information provided by the Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers became blurry.

"A Profound Iron Barrier? Heh, what a clever little bear cub!"

Before the words had even settled, the old man had already teleported to the location where Wang Wu had once hidden, a thousand miles away, at lightning speed.

His accuracy was terrifying!

If Wang Wu saw this, he would surely be scared to death!

"Truly clever!"

The old man once again took out several corresponding Tracing Divine Talismans at this location, but all the information was alarmingly vague.

The Profound Iron House is a natural shield against all sorts of force fields.

It completely erased all traces.

This made even the powerful mysterious old man helpless.

Fortunately, by this point, all the necessary information had been gathered.

The mysterious old man gathered up the Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers, and a cyan ancient tree illusion emerged from it. If Wang Wu were here, he would be startled to discover that it resembled a clone of Grandpa Tree.

However, this cyan ancient tree illusion was restrained and bound by a whole 3,600 golden divine talisman chains, evidently showing that this mysterious old man understood better than Wang Wu how to deal with such things.

"Reporting to Master, the related information has been fully deduced!"

The cyan ancient tree illusion answered honestly.

"Speak."

The mysterious old man stood with his hands behind his back, gaze deep and inscrutable, as if contemplating something.

"Yes!"

"In the Life and Death Arena, this individual used a pseudonym; his real name should be Xiong Wu. Based on his bloodline talent, he should be a descendant of a bloodline branch from the Mang Mountain Ancient Bear Race, put into the Great Wilderness Sin Prison thirty million years ago. His Ancient Blood Purity should be about sixty percent of his distant ancestor Bear Immortal, which is considered an outstanding bloodline among the Mang Mountain Ancient Bear Race, especially with the extraordinary Penetrating Divine Techniques he displayed."

"Given that the Mang Mountain Ancient Bear belongs to the Cyan Dragon Immortal Alliance, the information couldn’t be received so quickly due to the distance. Otherwise, the Mang Mountain Ancient Bear Race would surely attempt to capture Xiong Wu back, either for breeding or alchemy, not allowing any other races to interfere. Thus, if Master wishes to capture Xiong Wu, it must be done quickly."

"Additionally, Xiong Wu’s bloodline talent Passive Concealment should be cultivated to at least Level 23; otherwise, his three fake Primordial Spirits would have appeared, and he would have been detected in this area, even by the Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers."

"Also, although Young Master Ni used the World in the Jar, an Innate Bloodline Treasure, in the Life and Death Arena, making the Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers unable to identify, there must have been a reason to force Young Master Ni to use such a last-resort treasure. He must have used those two forbidden secret treasures, and with two Divine Turtle Primordial Spirits killed or injured, this humble servant boldly speculates that Xiong Wu is likely also practicing the Three Calamities and has made significant progress."

"Understood!"

The mysterious old man waved his hand, flashed with five-colored divine light, and vanished once more, only to reappear moments later in a desert wasteland over two hundred thousand miles away.

Sand whipped through the air with roaring winds; the environment was extremely harsh, with only a few small oases scattered around a radius of thousands of miles, yet there was no Spiritual Qi here.

But this was the headquarters of the Great Wilderness Sin Prison Legion, about two hundred thousand human race cultivators, over twenty million of the demon race, and some ancient tree spirit races struggling to survive here.

The moment the mysterious old man appeared, four figures arrived from afar: the Snake Emperor, Nine-tailed Emperor, Grandpa Tree, and Stone Demon, leaders of the Sin Prison Legion.

Seeing the mysterious old man, their expressions immediately changed, quickly greeting him with respect.

"We did not know of the senior’s visit, apologies for not welcoming you sooner, a grave error!"

The mysterious old man remained silent, his gaze profoundly sweeping over Grandpa Tree first, before coldly addressing the Snake Emperor: "Little Black Snake, considering you have a trace of Cyan Dragon Bloodline in you, I won’t make things difficult for you. Now, hand over Xiong Wu!"

"Reporting to senior, Xiong Wu is not here..."

The Snake Emperor hadn’t finished speaking before the mysterious old man grabbed him by the neck and lifted him into the air. Despite his Super First Grade strength, he was utterly helpless before the mysterious old man.

Without further conversation, the mysterious old man’s eyes flashed with divine light, and with a single finger pointed, like the roar of the grand path, he extracted the conversation between Snake Emperor and Xiong Wu from the Snake Emperor’s memory in no time.

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly and tossed the Snake Emperor aside, his expression suddenly becoming compassionate and amiable. Then, pulling out a gourd out of nowhere, he tossed it to the pale, obviously injured Snake Emperor.

"Here are fifty billion units of Fighting Spiritual Qi, I know you all have had it rough; I’m not here to make things difficult. If Xiong Wu reappears or if any of you can contact him, tell him there’s another life-and-death duel waiting for him."

"Don’t be afraid, I’m not fond of violence. I just have a granddaughter as beautiful as a flower, just turned 10,900 years, who has just passed her celestial tribulation to become an Earth Immortal. I think she and Xiong Wu should establish a dao relationship and pursue dual cultivation together."

"Consider this fifty billion units of Fighting Spiritual Qi as the dowry."

"Understood? Don’t do a good deed only to mess things up. I, a dignified Taiyi True Immortal, surely deserve this courtesy?"

"By the way, here are my granddaughter’s birth chart. Do you know Xiong Wu’s birth chart?"

The mysterious old man spoke as if he were a gentle spring breeze, making Snake Emperor, Nine-tailed, Grandpa Tree, and Stone Demon almost claw their brains out.

"Lu Wuchen should know about this, Lu Wuchen!"

The Snake Emperor shouted, summoning Lu Wuchen, because according to him, he did witness a little bear being born before killing Xiong Wu’s biological mother.

Lu Wuchen had been filled with doubt, but upon glancing at the mysterious old man, he suddenly seemed to see his own father and immediately reported the corresponding hour.

There can be no mistake!

Moreover, apart from him, no one else knew about this because he had been chasing that mother bear for several months. So, apart from that mother bear, absolutely no one knew.

The mysterious elder confirmed it again and again, then smiled and nodded, pointing a finger down. Lu Wuchen turned to ash, vanishing completely.

After the mysterious elder left, the Snake Emperor and others slowly woke up, but they did not remember what just happened, not even if Lu Wuchen ever existed.

Not only did they forget, but the entire Sin Prison Legion also forgot.

Lu Wuchen, who is Lu Wuchen?

However, we must find a way to contact Xiong Wu. In future life-and-death duels, Xiong Wu is simply the best choice...

However, even the mysterious elder did not know that within this Sin Prison Legion camp, another figure silently left, focusing on Xiong Wu, or more precisely, focusing on the ability to penetrate divine techniques. It was not just one faction.

——

"Any findings?"

The shadowy figure of the mysterious elder appeared once again in a barren and quiet forest.

Here, a group of women in white fluttered past like Jade Bees, naturally sensitive to bears, mortal enemies of the Ancient Blood Bear Race. However, it seemed there was no gain this time.

"Reporting to the Emperor Venerable, we only caught a group of thieves smuggling from the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance. After soul-searching them completely, we found nothing unusual, though one of their companions named Master Mu disappeared unexpectedly a few days ago."

"Master Mu? A few days ago? The timeline matches. The No. 7 Great Wilderness Sin Prison is right in the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance. It seems Xiong Wu is lurking in the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance, disguised as Master Mu. Jade Bee, go personally, see if Xiong Wu left any trace at the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance. Whether they are human or demon, eliminate them without leaving a trace."

"Understood!"

The shadowy figure of the mysterious elder dispersed again, and the forest returned to calm. A few women in white transformed into Yu Dayan, Big Macaque, and Old Zhou.

As for the real Yu Dayan, Big Macaque, and Old Zhou, they turned directly into corpses, eradicating them thoroughly, leaving no trace for others to follow.

——

At this moment, Wang Wu was moving around a desolate mountain.

He had already distanced himself a hundred thousand miles from the incident site. Without the Four Clowns chattering nearby, he found himself somewhat missing them.

Mainly, in terms of environmental recording and analysis, the Four Clowns were truly strong.

Traversing a hundred thousand miles, the distance was immense. The ecology and demons in each place were almost obvious, recorded completely, and could come in handy unexpectedly.

Moreover, he was actually quite unfamiliar with this Cultivation Realm outside.

So far, his impression was just one thing: it was vast.

Not specifically how vast, but sparsely populated and widely spread.

There were too few powerful beings.

For example, over the hundred thousand miles he traveled, he did not see a single town, village, or even a demon king’s mountain stronghold.

No Great Demons ruling over a mountain existed, the only one he encountered was a Third Grade demon, creeping around like a little mouse.

The remaining fourth-grade, fifth-grade, sixth-grade and seventh-grade little demons, their activity range was only a few hundred miles to a thousand miles at most.

Desolate, utterly desolate!

It was as if, back on Earth, in an ordinary city, everyone had a monthly income of only a few thousand, with no one earning over ten thousand a month, let alone any big or small bosses.

No glamour, no luxury cars or mansions; everyone only moved within their communities, workplaces, and marketplaces, never visiting other places.

This kind of desolation had a unique beauty, like a world full of NPCs with no real players, intensely despairing.

So Wang Wu felt increasingly uncomfortable as he walked, and he even regretted destroying that snake-shaped jade pendant. Otherwise, contacting the Snake Emperor or Grandpa Tree might have been a reliable support.

As Wang Wu continued to gripe, his resolve remained firm as he wandered onward, feeling the current environment held no significance, like an endlessly loading and repeating game map.

Until he finally saw a trace of human habitation, more accurately, a trace of human activity, Wang Wu was thrilled.

However, he quickly calmed down, took out a top-grade hair from his storage pouch, transforming into 99% of himself.

Meanwhile, his true form rapidly turned into a strand of hair, relying upon it.

It’s crucial to be cautious!

Oddly enough, when Wang Wu took out this top-grade hair and switched forms, the previous absurd feeling he had of being in an infinitely mapped game world suddenly vanished.

This time, looking at the same surrounding landscapes, they felt so welcoming, where was the previous desolation and despair?

"Damn it!"

Wang Wu said to himself it was no good, swiftly drifting down like a breeze, instantly pulling away, retracting his divine thought, and letting the Four Clowns take over his body.

He did not know what happened, but it seemed like the root of the problem was that top-grade hair.

No, that’s not right, it was the Four Clowns!

There must have been some overlooked factor, and the enemies plotted against him.