Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 707: Chess-Observing True Lord

Hearing how abruptly the cicada demon died, Lu Yang fell silent for a moment. I didn’t even get to find out the golden cicada’s name.

Noticing his silence, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy guessed what he was thinking. Adopting the demeanor of a seasoned veteran, she advised earnestly, “This is merely a glimpse of the brutal battles of antiquity. You need to adapt.

“The cruel things this immortal has experienced far exceed your imagination. Even now, I am unwilling to recall them.”

Lu Yang gained some insights. Indeed, the Battle of the Great Era in ancient times was a matter of life and death, absolutely not as casual as the Everlasting Immortal Fairy described. They must have involved bloody slaughter.

These aren’t pleasant memories for the Everlasting Immortal Fairy, which is why she’s reluctant to recall them.

“Back then, this immortal even used Cosmos in Palm to squash that golden cicada. Its juices stained all my fingers, and the sensation still feels disgusting even when I think back about it now.” Remembering that battle, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy revealed a look of disdain and flicked her hand to shake off the lingering revulsion.

She stood up from the bed. The mattress was soft and bounced a couple of times as she rose.

“You’ve seen Cosmos in Palm before, right? The Cosmos in Palm I used back then was thiiiiis big.” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy spread her arms wide, vigorously outlining a circle.

She then extended one finger. “It was like this back then.” As she spoke, she poked Lu Yang a few times.

Lu Yang, “...”

Immortal Fairy, isn’t your gesture a bit too abstract?

~~~

Tao Tingfeng carefully examined the cicada exoskeleton in the box. It looked like it was cast from gold and appeared to be an impressive treasure. He had heard his clan uncle mention that only Fusion experts could be addressed with the title “true lord.”

This means that the Chess-Observing True Lord was a Fusion cultivator.

A treasure a Fusion cultivator was only willing to relinquish at death—one can only imagine how precious it is.

“What should I do with this thing? Should I try to make it recognize me as its master?” Tao Tingfeng was somewhat tempted. This is a heaven-sent great fortuitous opportunity.

Meng Jingzhou glanced down at Man Gu’s evaluation in the booklet. Recalling Tao Tingfeng’s recent actions—sneaking into the mountain and approaching the Chess-Observing True Lord—he mumbled quietly, “He doesn’t look like someone timid at all.”

Lu Yang stroked his chin and speculated, “Do you think it’s possible that Junior Brother Man used us as the reference for his evaluation?”

Meng Jingzhou pondered and felt Lu Yang had a point. Compared to Old Lu and my styles, this kid Tao Tingfeng can indeed be considered as timid as a mouse.

While the two were conversing, Tao Tingfeng followed his clan uncle’s past teachings. He bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the Golden Cicada Shell. After the blood fell onto the shell, it quickly vanished.

“It worked?”

Delighted, Tao Tingfeng continued dripping blood until his face turned pale, nearing anemia. Only then did the Golden Cicada Shell stop absorbing blood. Instead, it hovered in the air and suddenly darted into Tao Tingfeng’s body, giving him a huge fright.

He hastily touched the spot where the Golden Cicada Shell had entered but found nothing. His body showed no adverse reactions either.

“Does this mean I have successfully become its master?” Tao Tingfeng wasn’t very sure.

“...Isn’t this master-recognition method a bit too simple?” Lu Yang remarked.

“This is called ‘the Great Dao is supremely simple, returning to simplicity and truth,’” the Everlasting Immortal Fairy said, using two idioms in one go.

“But is the Chess-Observing True Lord really gone just like that?” Meng Jingzhou was somewhat baffled.

We had only been squatting here for a while, and an archaic Fusion cultivator just died like that? Wasn’t that too easy?

Judging by the Chess-Observing True Lord’s injuries, he had experienced fierce battles before death—possibly more than one. The internals weren’t just external; even his soul was severely damaged, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to die out at any moment.

And now, it really has died out.

“He’s not dead. The Everlasting Immortal Fairy says the Chess-Observing True Lord imprinted his last faint wisp of consciousness onto the Golden Cicada Shell. And now, he’s already in Tao Tingfeng’s mental space.”

~~~

Inside Tao Tingfeng’s mental space, a weak voice sounded. “Kid...I didn’t expect...you to know the master-recognition method.”

The Chess-Observing True Lord’s original plan was for Tao Tingfeng to safeguard the Golden Cicada Shell while he hid inside it and quietly recovered. I never expected this kid to directly drip blood onto the Golden Cicada Shell and make it recognize him as its master!

He was forced to enter Tao Tingfeng’s mental space along with the cicada shell.

Forget it. Perhaps I truly have no affinity with the Golden Cicada Shell.

Tao Tingfeng was startled at the voice. “Ah, y-you’re still alive?”

The Chess-Observing True Lord stopped speaking. His current condition was too terrible, and he needed to recuperate.

Tao Tingfeng was at a loss for what to do. He could only return home and fall asleep in his panicked state, his mind filled with the events on Mount Yan.

After resting the whole night, the Chess-Observing True Lord finally caught his breath and could speak proper sentences. “I didn’t expect I’m still alive. Kid, where is this place?”

Hearing the Chess-Observing True Lord speak again, Tao Tingfeng was mentally prepared this time and didn’t appear overly flustered. “True Lord, this is Yanshan City in Quan Province.”

“So it’s Quan province.”

Although Tao Tingfeng couldn’t see the Chess-Observing True Lord, he felt the latter must be wearing a ruminating expression now.

“True Lord, you are...” Tao Tingfeng tried to recall the historical figures he had studied, and there didn’t seem to be anyone called the Chess-Observing True Lord among them.

The Chess-Observing True Lord was somewhat displeased about not being recognized. “Junior, you are quite ignorant. This esteemed one is the Chess-Observing True Lord from Great Qian. My cultivation is at the Fusion Stage, and I am proficient in all hundred arts of cultivation.”

Although Tao Tingfeng had already figured out that the Chess-Observing True Lord was a Fusion cultivator, hearing the person in question admit to it still threw him into astonishment.

Goodness gracious! Fusion Stage?! The strongest person clan uncle has ever seen was only at the Apex Nascent Soul Stage.

Tao Tingfeng remembered another matter. “True Lord, what exactly is this Golden Cicada Shell? Why is there no change after it entered my body?”

The Chess-Observing True Lord snorted coldly. “Undiscerning kid. If not for fighting over this Golden Cicada Shell, I wouldn’t have been hunted and ended up in this plight.

“This Golden Cicada Shell is a supreme treasure. It would still be effective even if I cultivated to the Transcendent Tribulation Stage.

“I seized it from a Great Yu cultivator. Originally, I had an agreement with two others I was working with—they would help, while I’d give them benefits, and the item would be mine. Who knew those two would be untrustworthy and break our agreement, succumbing to greed and attempting to seize the Golden Cicada Shell?

“How dare those two steal from me? They really don’t know their place.” The Chess-Observing True Lord revealed a cruel smile, though his situation wasn’t much better.

“Alright, I still need to rest.” He had exhausted all his strength to say this much.

~~~

Borrowing the Everlasting Immortal Fairy’s immortal consciousness, Lu Yang could observe Tao Tingfeng’s mental space. It was his first time seeing such a weak Fusion cultivator.

In contrast, the one residing in my mental space has been lively and energetic since her resurrection, even capable of exchanging a few moves with Big Senior Sister.