Born with immortal seed

Chapter 655 Fully Automated Demon Slaying

Flying over the Black Sea, the weather is unpredictable and disasters are frequent.

Whether using a sword or a flying magical artifact, the consumption of true essence is several times that on land.

While one can rely on the equipment to defend against natural disasters while aboard a ship, the ship's hull rises and falls with the waves, so one shouldn't expect much comfort.

Wen Lan and her Daoist partner both have Nascent Soul Masters.

Given his partner's exceptionally handsome appearance during his lifetime, which perfectly aligns with the Dragon Emperor Sword Sect's cultivation techniques, everyone believed that he would definitely reach the Nascent Soul stage within a century, making him the sect's next successor.

Therefore, all the treatment was slightly inferior to that of a Nascent Soul Ancestor.

Now that people have left and things have cooled down, Wen Lan, who has never experienced hardship before, couldn't bear it.

"Judging from what the True Lords are saying, this Primordial Longevity Turtle is extraordinary. In terms of bloodline alone, it is even inferior to the Dragon Lord. If it were in the Heavenly Demon Realm, it could easily cultivate to the Demon Venerable realm."

A glint flashed in Chen Ze's eyes. At this moment, it seemed that his choice to set aside his pride and acknowledge Bai Youyi as the sect leader was becoming increasingly wise.

Although it is still unclear what attitude the Sword Lord of Time has towards the Fish Dragon Sect, since he has chosen a member of his clan to take over, he probably won't completely turn a deaf ear to it.

As long as he works hard to grow and his performance is noticed by the Sword Lord, and there are plans to have Yulong produce a Nascent Soul True Lord in the future, this spot will naturally fall to him.

"This battle probably won't end too quickly, so why don't we wipe out the nearby monsters? I see there are quite a few turtle-type monsters, which can be used as medicine. Their demon cores can also be used to refine Foundation Establishment Pills, so we can train more batches of Foundation Establishment disciples."

Chen Ze and his fellow disciples prepared to hunt demons around the Chongming Sea, and he greeted Wen Lan before leaving.

Wen Lan's beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and after hesitating for a moment, she stamped her foot and chased after him.

The Chongming Sea truly lives up to its reputation as the lair of the turtle demons; in just a few months, it has witnessed more than ten different species.

The various types of turtles differ only slightly in the patterns on their shells, but their supernatural abilities are vastly different.

The Core Formation cultivators of the main branches of the Fish Dragon Sect are unremarkable on land, but they fully demonstrate the advantages of the Dragon Transformation Scripture when they return to the Black Sea.

Normally, in the vast ocean, water vapor rises.

Even a low-grade third-tier demonic beast with the advantage of terrain can hold its own against a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator.

Chen Ze and his companions held their own against monsters of the same level.

On the contrary, Wen Lan has cultivation but lacks combat experience.

If there is any danger, you will need someone to help you.

The turtle demon has amazing defense; its large turtle shell is like a defensive magical artifact.

The magical artifacts struck it, the collision was violent, and golden stars burst forth.

Upon closer inspection, there were only a few faint marks, which did not cause much damage at all.

It basically requires several people to work together and launch a sustained, fierce attack to take it down with great difficulty.

Fortunately, these demon turtles seemed to be possessed, determined to rush back to the Chongming Sea no matter what, so there was no need to worry about them escaping.

Although hunting turtles was hard work, involving eating in the wind and sleeping in the open, everyone in the Fish-Dragon Sect enjoyed it.

Each time one of these third-tier monsters is hunted, one can earn some merit points.

It may not be much, but every little bit counts.

When the exchange is done on a sect-by-sect basis, the final amount is still quite considerable.

Furthermore, all the materials from the monsters can be taken into their possession.

Chen Ze said he would keep the demon core to refine Foundation Establishment Pills for the new disciples recruited by the Fish-Dragon Sect.

Others didn't have much of an opinion. Chilong Island had been taken back, and it would definitely be established in the Black Sea for future development.

He also needs to recruit disciples, and Foundation Establishment Pills are a necessity.

The Black Sea doesn't have the conditions to grow Golden Crown Ganoderma, so the main ingredient in Foundation Establishment Pills is a third-tier demon core.

Not only this one type of elixir, but due to the scarcity of spiritual herbs, many elixir formulas have been improved, and the ingredients have been changed to the inner cores of various types of demon beasts.

This can be considered an inevitable change made in accordance with local conditions and the resources available in different regions.

It is said that in the Western Regions, due to the great changes in the world and the rupture of the earth's veins, spiritual plants could not grow. As a result, the elixirs there have begun to be mixed with metals and minerals, and have embarked on a different path.

Aside from the flesh and bones of third-tier demonic beasts, each turtle demon consistently contributes a piece of turtle shell, which is excellent material for refining weapons.

Alternatively, it can be refined into a special treasure to serve as an auxiliary tool for cultivators to perform divination.

Some types of tortoise shells, because they contain the essence of the tortoise, can be ground into powder and used in medicine to enhance one's vital energy.

In the past, the cultivators of the Fish Dragon Sect were always afraid of being discovered by the Starry Sea, so they carefully concealed their identities and kept a low profile as much as possible.

They basically survived on the belongings they brought with them when they fled Chilong Island.

He was living off his savings and was eager to push his disciples' cultivation levels up, so the spirit stones he spent were flowing out like water.

Apart from Chen Ze, who was relatively wealthy, everyone else here was very poor.

It's rare to see such a gathering of monsters. There's no need to track them, set up formations, or worry about them escaping.

For these ordinary Core Formation cultivators, this was a rare opportunity to make a fortune.

However, Wen Lan couldn't stand it for long, complaining that the sea breeze was too strong and the sunlight too intense.

She tossed out a miniature palace, chanted a spell, and it grew into a building large enough to accommodate more than ten people. She then leisurely stepped inside.

Inside, there are several stiff, lifeless humanoid puppets performing basic tasks such as serving tea and water and cleaning the grass and trees in the front yard.

The various subtle restrictions inside are all designed for extravagant enjoyment, and have nothing to do with lethality or defense.

Such mobile cave dwellings are extremely expensive to build, and ordinary Core Formation cultivators simply cannot afford them.

Even if I had this spirit stone, I would rather use it to buy pills, saving myself decades of hard work in cultivation.

Midway through, Wen Lan went outside the palace to invite Chen Ze inside to rest, but he politely declined.

After several attempts, the palace gates were completely closed, and smoke rose, obscuring the movement.

“Junior Brother Chen, this woman is beautiful, looks wealthy, and has high cultivation... I wonder which sect she belongs to. She would be a perfect match for you.”

The Core Formation cultivators of the Guanming lineage gathered together and spoke through telepathy.

"Junior brother is not young anymore, he should find a Daoist partner."

"My heart is only focused on the Nascent Soul stage; everything else is insignificant to me."

Chen Ze shook his head slightly, his face remaining expressionless.

He is no longer considered young to have reached the Core Formation stage. Time flies by, and in another sixty years, he will be past the optimal age for Nascent Soul formation.

Some people can take the final step from Core Formation to Nascent Soul in just a few years.

Many more people waste hundreds of years, never having the confidence to take that first step until they die.

The youthful vigor he once possessed has vanished in the years of wandering and hardship.

The anticipation of becoming an infant surpassed everything else.

"Why hasn't True Monarch Bai come out of the sword formation yet? It's been more than a year... If it weren't for the still intense fluctuations, I would have suspected that the two great figures had fallen asleep."

Guanming, a Core Formation cultivator, changed the subject, casting his gaze towards the deep starry sky not far away.

Twelve stars could be vaguely seen revolving within, their starlight dazzling, and waves of terrifying power emanated from the sword formation.

From the first day the sword formation was created until today, more than a year later, the entire Star River Sword Formation remains unchanged.

“In ancient texts, it is often said that battles between cultivators take a year or two, and battles between wild beasts take years… I didn’t believe it before, but now it seems that it is not an exaggeration at all. It is a miracle that the sword formation has maintained its strength for a year without declining.”

Chen Ze sighed, then fixed his gaze on a red tortoise that was only the size of a millstone, pointing at it with a hint of excitement.

"Another blood turtle, don't miss it again. If it gets into the group of turtles, you won't be able to find it!"

Blood turtles are different from normal turtle-type monsters. They do not have hard shells or the defensive power to dominate their level. Their whole body is a soft, sticky blob.

However, they are just as difficult to kill.

Moreover, a piece of flesh cut from the Blood Turtle's demonic body is equivalent to a miraculous elixir that can regenerate bone and limbs.

The value of hunting just one turtle is several times that of a similar turtle demon, and it also provides many more elixirs and miraculous medicines that can be taken at any time.

"it is good!"

Several Core Formation cultivators from the Fish-Dragon Sect responded in unison, each summoning their magical treasures to surround the blood turtle.

Roar!
The blood turtle was hit repeatedly, and cried out in pain.

He tilted his head back and spat out a mouthful of blood mist, hitting a jade ruler that he couldn't dodge.

In an instant, the jade ruler became dull and lifeless, losing all its spiritual power.

Like a drunkard, swaying and staggering, he suddenly falls to the ground.

"Its blood mist can contaminate magical artifacts and sever mental connections, everyone be careful!"

Chen Ze shouted, pulled out two small figurines from his waist, and threw them forcefully.

After rolling on the water's surface, they transformed into two armored puppets, both seemingly at the late Core Formation stage.

Two puppets, one on the left and one on the right, charged forward fearlessly.

……

Star River Sword Formation, boundless starry sky.

Bai Zichen sat cross-legged amidst the lightning stars formed by the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword, unhurried and composed, showing no signs of having been in the sword formation for almost two years.

Its eyes, one cold and one hot, shot out a gaze as if they were tangible, scrutinizing the entire body of the ancient tortoise.

In just a few breaths, everything was accomplished, and a perfect diagnosis was given.

Under the Zhulong Yin-Yang Eyes, one can also see that the Primordial Longevity Turtle has been weakened considerably after two years of refining and torment.

Even so, its vitality is still too exaggerated, and it is not yet time to say that we can easily win.

The ancient tortoise, unable to exert its strength, could not break through the sword formation.

Back then, it took a single hair clone of the Crimson Ear Ancestor, weakened by distance, to blast a small crack in the Star River Sword Formation.

Now his strength has increased again, and the flying swords that form the sword formation are of much higher grade.

Even if it encounters a hair-like clone again, it might not be able to directly blast open a gap.

Moreover, the attack limit of the Primordial Longevity Turtle is far from reaching the level of creating hair clones.

Bai Zichen doesn't show himself, so even if it wants to attack, it can't find the main target.

All that remained were the twelve stars hanging in the sky, some of which were shattered.

This is certainly feasible, as long as you can withstand the flying swords inside the Star River Sword Formation, whose grades have all been upgraded by one level.

He has now replaced even the worst flying swords in his formation with fourth-tier ones.

The hardness of a fifth-tier flying sword is such that it cannot be damaged by ordinary means.

The ancient tortoise could only rage helplessly, venting its fury on the empty space around it, its four legs creating countless ripples.

If it weren't within a sword formation, it would definitely create circular spatial cracks.

Bai Zichen remained calm and collected, not needing to fully commit; he was merely acting as a supervisor.

In any case, with the Star River Sword Formation in his hands, the changing situation was entirely under his control.

Just check the sword formation every few months to see if there are any problems.

During these days, he also took the opportunity to slowly cultivate the Yin-Yang Eyes of the Candle Dragon. Cultivating in the complex environment of the sword formation, a strong divine sense was only the most basic requirement.

Being able to multitask means you don't need to focus too much on dealing with the Primordial Longevity Turtle. Besides the inherent characteristics of the Star River Sword Formation, once the celestial bodies begin to move, they will enter their proper orbital order.

In addition, it is also closely related to the increasing number of natal flying swords in the array of flying swords.

If all twelve flying swords can be refined into natal flying swords, the spirituality of the Star River Sword Formation can be further enhanced.

Another year passed, and Bai Zichen opened his eyes, full of energy, while the ancient tortoise was on its last breath.

"No matter how long your lifespan is or how powerful your demonic energy is, you are still just a mortal body. How can you compare to the eternal starry sky?"

Bai Zichen slowly stood up and looked at the ancient tortoise suppressed by the twelve constellations.

Even standing high in the starry sky, this turtle demon's body was still astonishingly large.

Fortunately, the starry sky is boundless, and with a thought, it can be expanded infinitely, accommodating even the largest monsters.

"If we're not aiming for a quick victory, the advantages of the Star River Sword Formation can be maximized, and my physical body is virtually at risk..."

Bai Zichen suddenly realized that his past use of sword formations was not the right way.

Not only him, but even the founder, Xinghe Jianjun, was the same.

As the countless sword lights continuously fell from the twelve stars, the ancient tortoise, suppressed by the pressure, roared wildly, its shell shaking.

Such an offensive will not last for a moment, nor for a day or a month.

It has been going on for three whole years, a thousand days and nights.

Even a towering sacred mountain could be leveled by the sword light.

However, apart from Bai Zichen, no other cultivator could master the sword formation to this extent.

The cultivators of the Taibai Sword Sect can only maintain their sword formations for a short time, about half a year. Even with the Dongxuan Lushen Sword Scripture, they cannot withstand it for longer.

He was the only exception; when the number of his natal flying swords increased, the spiritual energy consumed by controlling the sword formation only slightly exceeded the automatic recovery rate.

This kind of combat tactic truly brings out the essence of the Great Way of the Stars.

Even if the Dragon Lord wielding the illusory image of the Celestial Court reappears, Bai Zichen wouldn't have to win so dangerously if he faced him again.

However, the circumstances that day were special, and it would have taken him several years to wear down the Dragon Lord.

Upon exiting the formation, they found themselves surrounded by the Red-Eared Ancestor's countless hair clones.

The fifth-tier demon lord suppressed his injuries and unleashed a full-force attack; how could he possibly withstand it?

The situation is different now, which is why such a bold choice can be made.

"My time is so precious. I spent three years sending you on your way. You should feel honored and have no regrets..."

Bai Zichen reached out and grabbed, and a sword light from each of the twelve stars fell into his palm, the sword intent converging and continuously increasing.

"You're a madman, you're a madman!"

The ancient tortoise suddenly raised its head, its pupils swirling wildly, and it spat out mouthfuls of golden blood.

It never expected that the human cultivator in front of it would be so terrifying.

The demons who escaped gave vague accounts, only saying that the Crimson-Eared Ancestor killed the Yellow Court Peak Master at the cost of severe injuries.

Then Bai Zichen took advantage of the situation, which led to his death and his becoming a stepping stone in the legend of the Nascent Soul cultivator's reversal to become a Divine Transformation cultivator.

But now it seems that this is not the case at all.

They didn't even need to deal with the terrifying sword strike from the Red-Eared Ancestor; they almost suffocated him with their sword formation.

Moreover, using sword formations to deplete each other's energy and clash with each other's vital essence will result in mutual destruction for both sides.

Therefore, the ancient tortoise could not understand why a cultivator would go to such lengths and gain nothing by using such a primitive method to determine the winner.

Even if we win, it will be a Pyrrhic victory.

(End of this chapter)