Immortal Taoist Lord: My Cultivation Have No Limits Chapter 517 – Chapter 517: 157 Four-tier Dao Body Puppets, Black Jiao Daoist Submits (10K Monthly Tickets Needed)_4

Chapter 517: 157 Four-tier Dao Body Puppets, Black Jiao Daoist Submits (10K Monthly Tickets Needed)_4
Perhaps this may not be the entire difference between the Core Formation Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm. However, at least in terms of the ‘Dao Realm,’ he has now gained clear insight into this disparity.

Once again familiarizing himself with the changes in his own power, the puppet deity stirred his thoughts, and in an instant, a strand of energy pertaining to a fourth-grade lower-class puppet deity diffused outwards, shrouding the entire Gong Yue Immortal City.

The Gao Family—

Gao Yuanyuan, who had successfully broken through the first level of the Core Formation Realm two years ago, was handling the affairs of the trade association and did not notice the aura observed by the puppet deity.

In the depths of the immortal mansion, Gao Teng, the ancestor of the Gao family, was in closed-door cultivation. His aura was getting stronger, and he was making a breakthrough in his cultivation towards the seventh level of the Core Formation Realm.

The changes the puppet deity brought to the Gao family over the years were evident to the naked eye.

The resources available for Gao Teng, the ancestor of the Gao family, have increased by more than tenfold.

With these resources, he had advanced from the fifth level of the Core Formation Realm to the sixth level a few years ago.

Now, he started to push towards the seventh level of Core Formation!

If initially Gao Teng harbored resentment and grumbled about the puppet deity ‘dominating’ the Gao family, by now, he rejoiced in the puppet deity coming to his family.

It was too comfortable.

Compared with him managing the Gao family, working hard to develop the Gao family and seeking resources for his own cultivation.

Now, he basically doesn’t need to worry about anything. Regarding cultivation resources, he is fully supported by his younger generation Gao Yuanyuan, and he only needs to cultivate in seclusion and enjoy the pleasure of cultivation.

If he got bored in seclusion, he could go out to have fun with his several young wives.

Such a life was simply better than a god’s, what else could he ask for!

The puppet deity glanced at Gao Teng. Gao Teng seemed to have sensed something. The observation of the fourth-grade lower-class puppet deity’s aura frightened him. He immediately woke up from his cultivation state, his complexion slightly pale.

Gao Teng was startled and trembled, asking in doubt, “Senior?”

“Oh, I was just looking around, you proceed with your cultivation.” The puppet deity’s indifferent voice sounded in his ear, and the aura that made Gao Teng’s heart palpitate faded away.

Leaving Gao Teng left in his secret room, taking deep breaths, his eyes wide open.

“This aura—”

“Has the senior really become a Nascent Soul, huh?”

“No, it seems the senior only has a puppet body; why mention a Nascent Soul?”

“So, has the senior’s puppet body reached the fourth grade?”

Gao Teng was making guesses.

That aura was utterly horrifying, definitely not an aura a third-grade puppet could have.

Over the years, the puppet deity had been asking Gao Yuanyuan to collect spirit mineral stones without hiding from him. Gao Teng guessed that the puppet deity had been using those spirit mineral stones to enhance or modify himself?

Thinking about it, Gao Teng’s eyes sparkled.

He had accepted the fact that the puppet deity was in control of the Gao family and was now enjoying the peaceful supply of resources from Gao Yuanyuan.

The stronger the puppet deity, the better for him and for the Gao family.

This was a good thing!

Startled by the puppet deity’s aura, Gao Teng lost interest in further seclusion. He emerged from his seclusion and took a tour around the Gao Family, enjoying the respect and fear of the clan members, then returned to his courtyard and called for his young wives to have a good time.

At this time, after the puppet deity’s aura swept through the Gong Yue Immortal City and turned his attention back to the Gao family, he saw this scene and couldn’t help but be speechless.

Since Gao Yuanyuan ‘usurped’ power, Gao Teng had become increasingly indulgent.

Almost every few years, he would take another concubine.

Due to Gao Teng’s constant efforts, Gao Yuanyuan had many more elders, who had higher status than her but were much younger than her.

This—was normal, and the puppet deity wouldn’t interfere.

After all, Gao Teng didn’t use any dirty means to force those fairies to submit to him. They were all willing and queuing up to be favored by Gao Teng.

What could be said about that?

Shaking his head, the figure of the puppet deity vanished from the underground palace in a flash.

Outside of Gong Yue Immortal City.

The puppet deity walked slowly towards the Black Flood River nearby.

With one step for every mile, in the blink of an eye, he had arrived above the roaring and surging Black Flood River, which was hundreds of feet wide.

Then he followed the Black Flood River downwards.

After walking thousands of miles down the river, a plain wasteland that resembled a river bay and lake area finally appeared ahead.

Deep in a vast lake, there was a splendid immortal palace built on an island.

The Puppet Deity’s aura probed and quickly located this immortal palace.

Then, in a flash, in less than a moment,

The Puppet Deity had already arrived above that Immortal Palace.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Below, from the black immortal palace on the island, figure after figure came surging out, lead by Hei Jiao Dao Ren, six cultivators in the Core Formation Realm closely followed, then a large number of mid and low-level cultivators from the Black Flood Dragon Trade Association.

Hei Jiao Dao Ren’s face was somewhat pale and terrified. Just now, an aura surpassing the Core Formation Realm suddenly arrived, scaring him half to death.

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Realizing that the aura had descended above his Black Flood Dragon Trade Association, Hei Jiao Dao Ren’s heart tightened.

With fear, he rushed out to meet it—

All of a sudden.

Hei Jiao Dao Ren’s eyes bulged. Seeing the familiar figure of the puppet deity in the sky, he was both shocked and fearful, and there was also some joy of surviving a calamity.

“Senior?” Hei Jiao Dao Ren paused then quickly sped up to greet him.