A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 228

Chapter 228 The Beginning of the Body Seizure, with the Help of the Saint Master Bottle

“Master, aren’t you afraid that the Ancestor behind me will come to settle the score? My Ancestor is an Immortal Emperor-level powerhouse!”

With no other choice, Wu Li had to bring up Wu Hao, trying to intimidate Mo Juren into backing off. This caused a slight change in expression on Wu Hao’s face as he hid in the shadows.

But the next second, Mo Juren burst into loud laughter.

“Hahaha, Immortal Emperor? If your Ancestor really were an Immortal Emperor, how could you have possibly joined my humble Seven Mysteries Sect? Putting aside the facts, even if your Ancestor truly is an Immortal Emperor-level powerhouse, it won’t stop me. I’ve already set up a restriction here, one that even an Immortal Emperor can’t detect. I will seize your body right here and break through to become an Immortal Emperor myself!”

As Mo Juren finished speaking, countless iron chains suddenly shot out swiftly from among the eight iron pillars, quickly binding Wu Li so completely that he didn’t even have time to react.

“Damn it!”

Wu Li’s expression darkened severely. These iron chains were even suppressing his cultivation, reducing him to the level of an ordinary person—he couldn’t even self-destruct.

At that moment, Mo Juren slowly approached him and sneered coldly.

“Don’t worry. Since I’m borrowing your body, I’ll sever all your body’s karmic ties. Anyone related to you will be sent off.”

With that, Mo Juren sat cross-legged right in front of Wu Li. The next moment, his divine soul left his body and surged toward Wu Li.

Wu Li struggled helplessly, restrained by the iron chains with no chance to break free. All he could do was watch as Mo Juren’s divine soul grew larger and larger before finally entering into his body.

The instant Mo Juren’s divine soul entered Wu Li’s mind, Wu Li’s eyes slowly closed.

Seeing this, Wu Hao finally emerged from the shadows.

“Forget it, it looks like Wu Li can handle this on his own without my help.”

After observing Wu Li’s situation for a moment, Wu Hao thought to himself, then stepped aside to watch cautiously. If Wu Li showed any signs of resisting the body seizure, Wu Hao planned to immediately strip Mo Juren’s divine soul out of him.

This was the confidence Wu Hao had from being an Immortal Emperor at the Intermediate Stage.

Meanwhile, within Wu Li’s Sea of Consciousness, Mo Juren and Wu Li’s divine souls faced off, hovering in the air with cold expressions as they stared at each other.

“Master, this is the last time I will call you master. From today onward, our bond is severed beyond repair.”

“Hahaha, severed beyond repair? That’s the funniest phrase I’ve heard. Don’t worry, I’ll make good use of your body!” Mo Juren sneered coldly, then launched an attack toward Wu Li.

His divine soul had reached the peak Immortal Venerable level, while Wu Li’s was only at the peak True Immortal stage—no match at all. Mo Juren could probably absorb him in an instant.

Seeing Mo Juren rushing at him, Wu Li sighed helplessly.

“Mo Juren, this is your choice. Goodbye.”

Just as Mo Juren was about to respond, he didn’t expect a small jade-green bottle to suddenly appear in Wu Li’s hand.

Before Mo Juren could react, a terrifying suction force exploded out from the Saint Master Bottle, directly pulling Mo Juren inside.

“If you hadn’t tried to separate my divine soul, or if you had killed my divine soul first before attempting to possess my body, then I wouldn’t have been able to handle you. But since you’ve come knocking on my door, don’t blame me.”

Wu Li said this, then entered the Saint Master Bottle himself.

Inside the bottle, Mo Juren’s expression shifted dramatically. He hadn’t expected Wu Li to possess such a terrifying Immortal Artifact—this had to be at least a Nine-grade Immortal Emperor Artifact.

Before he could think further, Wu Li also appeared inside.

The moment they met, Mo Juren no longer hesitated and went all out, aiming to kill Wu Li immediately, hoping to seize the Nine-grade Immortal Emperor Artifact in the process.

But the next moment, with a soft sigh from Wu Li, his figure vanished right before Mo Juren’s eyes.

“Mo Juren, you’ll stay here for now. When the time is right, I’ll send you on your way.”

With his current strength, Wu Li couldn’t defeat Mo Juren, who was at the peak Immortal Venerable level. His only option was to imprison Mo Juren inside the Saint Master Bottle, waiting until he himself reached that level before eliminating him.

Since Mo Juren couldn’t leave the bottle, Wu Li could also control the spiritual energy and speed of time inside to the lowest possible levels—while a million years passed outside, only one second passed inside.

Although betrayed by Mo Juren, Wu Li was deeply saddened. He had genuinely cared for someone, only to end up with such a fate.

As Wu Li sighed, a voice came from beside him.

“Have you learned your lesson now?”

“Great Grandfather? What are you doing here?”

Wu Li turned around, and the moment he saw Wu Hao, his expression was one of great shock.

Hearing this, Wu Hao waved his hand.

“I was here from the very beginning.”

“So, Great Grandfather, you saw everything just now?”

Wu Li found it hard to believe. He clearly hadn’t expected Great Grandfather to be standing right beside him watching. Didn’t Great Grandfather worry about him being possessed?

If it weren’t for the Saint Master Bottle, he probably would have already been taken over.

Wu Hao waved his hand again and said calmly,

“It doesn’t matter. Even if you had been possessed, Great Grandfather could still save you.”

Wu Li was stunned at these words. He hadn’t realized Great Grandfather was so powerful—he could even rescue him if he was possessed.

Though it sounded a bit exaggerated, Wu Li didn’t doubt it; after all, Great Grandfather never liked to lie.

“All right, right now Mo Juren is imprisoned inside the Saint Master Bottle. Since you can’t use it to train for the time being, use this instead for your cultivation.”

After saying this, Wu Hao directly took out the Dao Master Bottle.

The moment Wu Li saw the Dao Master Bottle, his breath quickened. He sensed an aura far surpassing that of the Saint Master Bottle from it, and a questioning look appeared in his eyes as he looked at Great Grandfather.

“Great Grandfather, what is this?”

“This is the Dao Master Bottle. It’s an improved version based on your Saint Master Bottle, just with a few additional functions,” Wu Hao replied casually. The Dao Master Bottle wasn’t much to him anymore; he still had a full nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine of them.

“Thank you, Great Grandfather. I won’t let you down—I’ll train diligently!”

Without hesitation, Wu Li immediately accepted the Dao Master Bottle, treating it as Great Grandfather’s compensation for what had just happened.

“By the way, leave handling this corpse to me. You just need to leave here,” Wu Hao said as he glanced toward the corpse of Mo Juren sitting cross-legged not far away. However, it was unclear whether it was because of a backup plan Mo Juren had prepared earlier coming into effect—strange changes were now rippling over Mo Juren’s body surface.

“Yes, Great Grandfather!”

Hearing this, Wu Li didn’t hesitate at all. Grasping the Dao Master Bottle, he set off to leave the so-called Ancient Secret Realm. The iron chains shattered instantly at Wu Hao’s command.