Chapter Forty-Seven: Innate Ultimate Technique

At this moment, Su Li could no longer think; she closed her eyes. Every pore on her body opened instantly, and the wild divine beast power within the young man's body surged forth, as if seeking an outlet. It poured into the beast core in relentless waves, tearing open the seal with unstoppable force.

Suddenly, she glimpsed within the beast core what seemed like a curled-up ball of soft, white fur. Barely a glance, and she was immediately enveloped by streams of crimson demonic energy pouring from within.

Her entire body was flooded with power, and Su Li was astonished to find the talisman seals on the beast core fading away. Yet her shock quickly turned into frantic panic.

Her cultivation was rapidly regressing!

First Bone Refining Stage, then Body Tempering Ninth Stage, then Body Tempering Third Stage...

In an instant, all her cultivation vanished, her mysterious energy dissipating completely. At the same time, a quarter of the talisman seals on the beast core faded.

The Divine Beast Stone Talisman was actually the key to unlocking the seal on the beast core!

Su Li’s mind swirled with doubts—why had this plot never appeared in the comic, or was it that her transmigration prompted the world’s consciousness to actively correct the details?

Such a dramatic change drew the attention of both humans and beasts alike.

Visible to the naked eye, the dark crimson spider lily tattoo on the demon beast’s forehead was gradually overtaken by golden light, turning all the petals pale gold. Su Li suddenly opened her eyes, her spirit trembling as mysterious golden runes appeared in her mind.

Spatial Power: Absolute Domain!

Power erupted from her body, enveloping the surroundings and creating a vacuum zone.

Shen Luo and the others felt the pressure suddenly vanish, no longer sensing the overwhelming force that once loomed like a towering mountain.

After the initial shock, their eyes filled with fear.

Especially Shen Luo—no one understood better than he the cause of the demon beast's sudden transformation. Seeing her cultivation plummet, his expression changed dramatically. He looked down, meeting Su Li’s furry round face as she leaned in, a fleeting worry flickering in her dark red feline eyes.

He paused, then said softly, “I’m fine.”

Su Li extended her paw, gently wiping the blood from the boy’s lips with her soft pink pads, her gaze full of disdain. So foolish, truly foolish—so weak yet still trying to protect others.

Though she seemed annoyed, her movements were gentle, each touch stirring something deep within him.

It tickled, and sent a shiver through his heart.

“Heh,” Shen Luo let out a joyful laugh, his chest trembling.

Su Li widened her eyes in confusion. Hmm?

The boy suddenly took her small paw, brought it to his lips, and kissed it. He spoke solemnly, “I will strive to grow stronger and protect you all.”

As he said this, a gleam of light flashed in his deep eyes, proud and resolute. Unconsciously, his image overlapped with that of the handsome, heroic man from the comic.

Su Li found herself recalling his bold, reckless dominance over the cultivation world, and book fans’ praise flooded her mind: Shen Luo, solitary as a pine, bright as jade before the wind. His beauty unmatched, unique in the world.

She stared at him for a moment, then abruptly withdrew her paw and darted onto his shoulder.

It must be madness—the heat burning on her furry cat face simply wouldn’t subside.

Feigning calm, she watched the battle above; at this glance, her restless heart settled.

With a piercing roar, the powerhouse at the Grand Ascension Stage crushed the Tiger Soul from the sky with overwhelming force.

It was both expected and unexpected—the gap between Soul Separation Stage and Grand Ascension Stage was vast. The Tiger Soul enduring a hundred rounds was already remarkable. Although the Teng Snake had reached Beast Emperor Stage, its spirit was too limited to unleash its full strength, leaving it equally defenseless.

Thus, the two demon beasts they could not defeat were easily dispatched by the man in yellow.

Everyone held their breath, gazing upward.

With a gesture from the yellow-robed man, the whip's light coiled around the ancestor of the Shangguan family, sapping his strength, then tossed him aside like trash.

Such was the formidable power of a Grand Ascension Stage cultivator—a height they could likely never reach in their lifetimes.

The crowd exchanged fearful glances, fixated on the yellow-robed man’s actions. With his strength, killing them was no different from crushing ants.

But then, the yellow-robed man suddenly withdrew. He had no interest in the remaining weaklings, nor did he retrieve the Teng Snake Sacred Whip. Stepping into the void, he departed without so much as a backward glance.

Silence.

The entire scene fell into a deathly hush.

The Grand Ascension Stage cultivator’s casual manner was as if he had simply gone for a stroll, stretched his limbs, and returned home.

Wasn’t it absurd?

Especially for those who had rushed from all corners of the cultivation world, eager for battle, only to see the opponent’s departing silhouette. All were left bewildered.

Regardless of how stunned everyone was, this epic battle ended in dramatic fashion. As the instigator, the ancestor of the Shangguan family became the target of all.

The crowd regrouped, their expressions growing ever more grim.

The ancestor had disappeared!

And with him, the Teng Snake Sacred Whip was gone as well.

Soon after, they discovered something even more shocking. The demonic cultivators had vanished too—something was clearly amiss.

“Shangguan the old thief colluded with demonic cultivators—such a scourge must be eliminated.”

“It’s hard to say. He has that treasure, and the protection of Wind Ghost City. Unless he appears on the continent himself, we have no way to find him.”

“Alas, by then his cultivation may have advanced even further.”

...

Su Li listened to the murmured discussions of the cultivators around her, eyes narrowing.

The ancestor’s attempt to steal ended in disaster—not only had his plans failed, he’d lost his entire clan. Wherever they went, the Shangguan family would be marked as collaborators with demonic cultivators, their path to immortality ruined.

Yet, the whole matter was riddled with mysteries.

Why did the Grand Ascension Stage yellow-robed powerhouse appear in the Southern Cheng Continent? What was his connection to the ancestor and the demonic cultivators? Was the cultivator from Xuanming Continent whom Gu Hongshang spoke of referring to him, or someone else? And why collude with demonic cultivators?

Not only Su Li, but evidently everyone was at a loss—the key figure, the ancestor, was now missing.

In the end, after consultation, the strongest representatives of each sect and clan headed for Jiutian Mingyu, the greatest sect, to continue discussions. The rest hurried to spread the news.

At the moment of parting, Gu Hongshang handed a sound transmission stone to Shen Luo, saying simply, “Call me directly if you need anything.”

Shen Luo nodded, accepting it without hesitation.

Her gaze then landed on Su Li, who tilted her head in return. That soft, adorable look melted Gu Hongshang’s heart; she stared at the white demon beast for a long time, reluctant to look away.

The bluebird fluttered over, exclaiming, “Sister Tuan, that person looks at you strangely—just like how I look at my master when she gives me spirit pills.”

Su Li swiped her paw at it.