Chapter 432 - 246: Surprising Harvest, a Fake Pill Puppet

Nie Ting looked panicked, but internally he was completely calm, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

However, he soon noticed something was wrong.

The other seven Mei Family Foundation Establishment Cultivators, stunned by Li Chang’an’s power, all fell back. They didn’t dare to face him head-on and only wanted to get away.

But they hadn’t gotten far before they slammed into an invisible wall.

"What’s happening? Why can’t I get through?"

"Is there an Array here?"

"Try the other way!"

Anxious, they had no time to investigate. They all fled in different directions, trying to get around the wall.

But it was all for naught.

No matter which direction they fled, they were blocked, unable to escape.

What trapped them was the Evil Soul’s signature technique.

Netherworld Evil Domain!

"What do we do?"

The Mei Family Foundation Establishment Cultivators were terrified.

They could see that Li Chang’an clearly intended to leave no one alive!

One of them shouted, "Daoist Li, this has nothing to do with us! We’re just..."

BOOM!

Before he could finish, he exploded.

One by one, the remaining Mei Family Foundation Establishment Cultivators exploded, turning into a warm rain of blood that showered the earth below.

In the end.

Besides the man Nie Ting was disguised as.

Only one Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator remained, nearly scared to death.

A streak of green light flew into the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator’s body, transforming into a Wood Seed. It took root and sprouted, instantly turning him into one of Li Chang’an’s Puppets.

From that moment on, the entire Mei Family fell under Li Chang’an’s control.

Li Chang’an looked at Nie Ting and said calmly.

"It’s your turn, Daoist Nie."

"You..."

Nie Ting’s heart lurched, and his expression changed drastically.

He’d never imagined Li Chang’an would see through his disguise.

He had planned to launch a sneak attack when the time was right.

But now, he was trapped in this invisible cage, completely unable to escape.

Nie Ting took a deep breath and forced a smile.

"Daoist Li, I’m afraid there’s been a misunderstanding."

He was about to invent an excuse to explain himself.

But Li Chang’an couldn’t be bothered to listen. He simply raised a hand and summoned a Sword Array.

"Go!"

The Sword Array shot out instantly, transforming into a brilliant beam of sword light. Before Nie Ting’s terrified eyes, it slammed into him.

With a deafening BOOM, the dozen or so Protective Treasures surrounding Nie Ting shattered on the spot.

His entire body shook violently, his face turning deathly pale.

"Middle Stage of Golden Core?"

’If he wasn’t at the Middle Stage of Golden Core, it would be impossible to crush so many Treasures in a single blow.’

Nie Ting didn’t dare fight back. He desperately used every Treasure at his disposal, trying to shatter the Netherworld Evil Domain.

But he was only a Fake Pill cultivator, while the Evil Soul’s power was comparable to a True Pill.

The difference in strength was immense.

’How could I ever break out of this cage?’

Next.

One Sword Array after another descended, mercilessly bombarding Nie Ting.

Trapped in the small cage with nowhere to run, he had become a living target.

Finally.

After another Sword Array shattered, Nie Ting’s last line of defense—a Tier Three Talisman—exploded, leaving him with no means to resist.

He was both shocked and terrified, and hurriedly shouted, "Daoist Li, this is my fault! The reason I came after you was because of my foster father’s orders!"

After he shouted this, the relentless barrage of Sword Arrays ceased.

Nie Ting’s heart leaped with joy, thinking there was room for negotiation.

But in the next moment.

A ferocious-looking Evil Soul appeared before him and resumed the attack.

"A Tier Three Main Soul?"

Nie Ting was aghast. He never imagined Li Chang’an had this kind of power up his sleeve.

In that moment, many of his questions were answered.

’No wonder Li Chang’an is so tyrannical.’

’He’s no Loose Cultivator at all, but a Celestial Pride from one of the Demonic Sects!’

’Perhaps the real Li Chang’an is long dead, and this is just a Demon Cultivator wearing his skin.’

"Daoist Li, stop! Please, stop! I’m willing to cooperate with the Demonic Dao! If you spare me, I can be your inside man, helping you deal with the various Righteous Sects! I could even help you destroy the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!"

"Hm?"

Li Chang’an was taken aback. ’I’m being mistaken for a Demonic Cultivator again.’

He offered no explanation, simply letting the Evil Soul continue its assault.

Before long.

Nie Ting was beaten until he was gravely wounded. Like a dead dog, he was bound tightly by Soul Power Chains and thrown before Li Chang’an.

"How was that? Pretty impressive, right?"

The Evil Soul asked smugly, seeking praise.

Li Chang’an nodded slightly and offered a cool assessment. "Not bad."

"If you think I’m useful, you have to keep using me. Don’t you dare let one of those little imps become the Main Soul. None of them are as good as me."

"Alright, I know. Go on back."

Li Chang’an waved his hand and threw it back into the Venerable Soul Banner.

It was clear.

With more and more Souls filling the Venerable Soul Banner, the Evil Soul was feeling a sense of crisis.

The hundreds of thousands of Souls within the banner had already split into numerous factions, each vying for the position of Main Soul.

The Evil Soul was indeed useful, and Li Chang’an had no intention of replacing him with another Main Soul for the time being.

Next.

Li Chang’an’s figure flickered as he erased all traces of the battle and the auras of the Cultivators.

He controlled the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Mei Family, sending him back to the Mei Clan Territory to continue leading the clan as its ancestor.

As for Nie Ting, he was tossed into a Spirit Beast Bag.

Nie Ting’s Storage Pouch, naturally, fell into his hands.

Afterward.

Li Chang’an began erasing the restrictions on the Storage Pouch as he hurried back toward Changqing Mountain.

’The restrictions set by a Fake Pill cultivator are a bit troublesome.’

It took him considerable effort to erase all the restrictions.

When he opened it, he immediately saw a large number of Tier Three Treasure Materials.

He extended his Divine Sense inside to search carefully and soon found the object of his quest.

"Blood Fire Soul Refining Flower!"

A spiritual light flashed in Li Chang’an’s hand, and the precious flower appeared.