Ninth In the World

Di Jiu had stood there for many days. Only he knew that he hadn’t really fallen. However, he couldn’t move and his Spiritual Force couldn’t reach out.

Now, Di Jiu could clearly feel the lifelessness on the Planted Cultivators’ Mountain. That lifelessness restricted his movements and imprisoned the space his Spiritual Force could reach. However, this could neither make his god-like body lose its life-force nor permeate his level-ten Spiritual Sea.

Even so, Di Jiu was still bewildered. Although his body and Spiritual Sea were not corroded, his life was leaking away. When the day came that his lifespan was up, he would fall on the Planted Cultivators’ Mountain like all the other cultivators.

He was still alive now solely because he had a level-ten Spiritual Sea and a top-notch tempered body.

Although Di Jiu’s Spiritual Force couldn’t reach out, he urgently wanted someone to rush to his side and attack him.

If an external force came into contact with his body, his Spiritual Force would then be able to gush out and he would recover his ability to move.

As more days passed, Di Jiu grew hopeless. He didn’t know how much lifespan he had left, but he knew that it wasn’t long.

…

When Han Qingyi saw Jing Moshuang fall on the Planted Cultivators’ Mountain, she sighed. After all, she had spent some time with her and more or less had some feelings for her.

Although the Planted Cultivators’ Mountain frightened other cultivators, it wasn’t fatal for him.

Zhuo Wencheng wasn’t fast, yet the other cultivators quickly sensed that he would definitely get Di Jiu’s ring based on his aura.

Upon seeing Zhuo Wencheng’s speed and aura, some cultivators at the foot of the Planted Cultivators’ Mountain who were preparing to go up stopped in their tracks.

Even though Zhuo Wencheng was climbing the Planted Cultivators’ Mountain for the first time, he had heard all kinds of rumors about it. He was sure that, given his strength, it would be easy for him to climb more than 100 steps up the mountain.

However, when Zhuo Wencheng reached the 70th step, a shadow of death appeared in his heart. When he climbed the 80th step, the shadow of death became even clearer. Zhuo Wencheng was sure that his limit would be around 95 steps.

By now, he had understood everything completely. The route the death-seeking Young Master Red Embellishment had taken had to be one of the most frightening routes on the Planted Cultivators’ Mountain. Despite his ability, he couldn’t exceed 100 steps. Thus, this route was basically a road of death.

Zhuo Wencheng slowed down as he grew cautious. Although the supreme-grade spirit meridian was important to him, his life meant more. Based on his gift and abilities, he would definitely attain the Domain Realm after the True Province Genius Tournament and enter the Immortal World. He had a great future ahead of him, so he naturally wouldn’t throw away his life on the Planted Cultivators’ Mountain.

Everyone at the foot of the Planted Cultivators’ Mountain stared at Zhuo Wencheng. When he exceeded the 90 steps, almost all the cultivators paying attention to him held their breaths. All the cultivators who wanted to snatch Di Jiu’s ring had taken at most around 80 steps, which was 20 steps short of the 100 Di Jiu had taken.

Zhuo Wencheng, who had just exceeded 90 steps, kept advancing. This clearly showed how frightening Zhuo Wencheng was. Everyone immediately recalled that Young Master Red Embellishment was even more frightening—he had taken 100 steps on this road of death after all.

Zhuo Wencheng stopped on the 95th step and didn’t proceed any further. The premonition of death he felt was getting stronger. He was sure that if he took one more step forward, he would undoubtedly die. He was equally astonished by how frightening Young Master Red Embellishment was.

Zhuo Wencheng was a top-notch genius of the True Province whose cultivation level had reached the ninth-stage Life Tribulation Realm. He was only one step away from attaining the True Form Realm. However, given his current abilities, he could only take 95 steps on this route. It was obvious how frightening Young Master Red Embellishment Di Jiu was. He had taken 100 steps before dying after all.

Even though he couldn’t take another step, Zhuo Wencheng wasn’t worried. He immediately grabbed a flying dagger. It didn’t matter that his Spiritual Force was completely suppressed. Cutting off the arm with Di Jiu’s ring with his dagger shouldn’t pose any difficulties, if not for any other reason, because the dagger in his hand was a low-grade immortal weapon.

The dagger flew out. Just as Zhuo Wencheng had expected, the weapon struck Di Jiu’s wrist and a bloody mist splattered around. What shocked Zhuo Wencheng was that this strike didn’t manage to cut Di Jiu’s arm off. His dagger was an immortal weapon! When Zhuo Wencheng exerted his Spiritual Force crazily, the dagger moved and finally managed to cut Di Jiu’s wrist off.

Di Jiu had been waiting for an external force all this while. Thus, when Zhuo Wencheng’s dagger flew over and the external force severed his wrist, it also activated the Quintessential Essence in his galaxy meridian. The Spiritual Force that had been squeezed in the Spiritual Sea gushed out like life hatching from a cracked egg.

In a moment, Di Jiu had already grabbed hold of his severed wrist and attached it back in a flash.

Suddenly, Zhuo Wencheng realized that something was wrong. Blood had splattered all around when Di Jiu’s hand had been severed. Although none of the cultivators who had died on the Planted Cultivators’ Mountain had bled, fresh blood had splattered from Di Jiu’s wrist. Could perhaps…

Suddenly, he noticed that Di Jiu had actually moved. He hadn’t just moved, though. He had also grabbed hold of his severed wrist and attached it back.

Zhuo Wencheng didn’t know that one of Di Jiu’s rings was real and one was fake. The one that could be seen was fake, and the one that couldn’t be seen was real. The few hundred supreme-grade spirit meridians he had just managed to get were taken back by Di Jiu. He couldn’t take this lying down. Thus, he took a step forward subconsciously in an effort to reclaim the severed wrist.

Zhuo Wencheng knew something was amiss the moment he lifted his leg. He frantically wanted to take this step back, yet the whole space froze in an instant. Zhuo Wencheng felt his consciousness dissipate at a fast speed. His body was no longer under his control. When he opened his mouth to ask Di Jiu to quickly save him, no words came out.