Born with immortal seed

Chapter 707 Dividing the Spiritual Veins
"The mountain is divided into two sides, each occupying half."

This monk in colorful robes had a handsome face, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly aura.

Holding a small silver beast in his arms, he licked his fingers with his tongue; its fur was straight.

His attention was entirely focused on the spirit beast, and he didn't even glance at the person in front of him.

Without any probing or roundabout methods, the final conditions are given directly.

"This! Our sect has been planning for Rotten Axe Mountain for many years, and the results have been seen. Senior, isn't it too unreasonable for you to take half of it right away?"

Wu Jiang was filled with rage and wanted to slam his fist on the table and shout angrily, but he held back because he thought about the huge difference in strength between the two of them.

In the Tianyu Sect, he was the pride of heaven and the hope for the sect's revival.

Even when he was in the Core Formation stage, his two Nascent Soul senior brothers would not have treated him with such disregard.

"Planned for years? When Bai Zichen was around, did this thought even cross your minds?"

The monk in colorful robes chuckled, as if he had heard a shocking joke, and leaned forward and backward.

"Don't be so greedy and push your luck... Who knows if Bai Zichen left a few sword energies on the mountain before he left? Do you really think you can easily take him down?"

"If it weren't for your status as a local sect in the Eastern Region, would you really think that the mere Tianyu Sect is qualified to share Rotten Axe Mountain with us?"

Wu Jiang's face flushed red and then pale, as if a vat of dye had been spilled. He forced himself to say, "This matter will not trouble you, senior. Our sect has its own way of dealing with it... May I ask which sect you come from, senior? Could you please bestow your name upon me?"

"Feisiya of the Nine Yuan Sect".

The monk in colorful robes smiled as he stood up and walked out of the camp with an air of arrogance.

"This is a notification, not a discussion... The Datong Army will begin its operation in three days. I hope I won't have to find a new partner at the last minute and cause unnecessary trouble."

Wu Jiang stood there dumbfounded, so stunned that he even forgot to reply.

After the monk in colorful robes stood up, he could see that the little beast in his arms was a silver-colored fox beast.

"Nine Yuan Sect... a fourth-tier high-grade spirit beast..."

The sound of the Wujiang River seemed to be squeezed out of its throat, trembling slightly.

I originally thought that with the four Nascent Soul True Monarchs of Tianyu Sect and the advantage of home ground, they would have the same negotiating power against the Datong Army.

But in the next moment, you discover that the confidence you've built up is so fragile that it's shattered.

Among the four hidden sects, the Nine Yuan Sect is famous for raising spirit beasts. When they fled into the cave, they took more than ten immortal beasts with them.

Its techniques possess a unique charm that can cause animals to uncontrollably develop feelings of closeness.

There is also a complete set of secret techniques for controlling and training Xiangwan, which has become a system.

Many cultivators of the Nine Yuan Sect have more than one spirit beast of the same level by their side, and their natal spirit beast controls the lower-level demon beasts, making each person an army.

With Fei Siya and this raccoon beast by his side, they would be able to sweep through the Tianyu Sect without anyone else even lifting a finger.

The anticipated numerical advantage vanished completely in the face of the combination of one human and one beast.

"Man is the butcher..."

Wu Jiang's mouth was full of bitterness. They had bullied the Qingfeng Sect because of its weakness, but then the more powerful Datong Army intervened and forcibly took away half of the spiritual vein.

The entire spiritual vein of Lankeshan Mountain needs to be divided in a way that satisfies both sides.

In the long run, how can we ensure that no conflict arises?

How should the ownership of the most crucial fifth-tier spiritual lands be determined?

These issues can only be resolved after the two senior brothers arrive and discuss them together.

……

Three days later, at Rotten Axe Mountain.

Smoke billowed, bloodstains covered the mountain peaks, and the protective array was reduced to a flickering candle in the wind, emitting a sickening squeaking sound.

"Senior brother, if we really want to divide Rotten Axe Mountain equally, we'll even give up the fifth-grade spiritual land and share its usage time..."

Wu Jiang's face was gloomy, and a fire was burning in his heart. Three days had not extinguished his anger; on the contrary, it had grown stronger.

Jin Xingtian's spiritual root talent meant he was pampered from a young age. His biggest setback was when his entire sect moved to the Central Region, where he lived as a dependent.

Fortunately, they launched a counterattack on the Eastern Region not long after, and he successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. The sect's prosperity far surpassed that before the war between the two races.

Fei Siyan's contemptuous notification could be said to have completely trampled on his dignity, crushing it repeatedly.

However, after discussing it, the two senior brothers decided to compromise and accept the condition in its entirety.

“Jiang’er, I know you can’t swallow this insult, but we have no way out… We’ve staked everything on Rotten Axe Mountain. If we succeed, we’ll soar to the heavens. If we fail, the entire sect will fall into the abyss and become sinners of the sect.”

The black-robed cultivator looked young, about the same age as Wu Jiang, but his eyes were truly captivating, as if they contained countless profound truths about life.

This person is none other than Lu Yuanjia, the most senior Nascent Soul ancestor of the Tianyu Sect, a man of great merit who has supported the sect through arduous years to this day.

In order to seize the lucrative prize of Rotten Ke Mountain and deter other competitors, Lu Yuanjia relinquished a significant amount of profit.

This even includes the fourth-order spiritual vein where the Tianyu Sect currently resides.

This means that if the operation fails, they will be homeless.

That's why he said that failure means losing everything and becoming the sect's biggest sinner.

They risked everything for Rotten Axe Mountain.

"We need to discuss the details of the allocation more thoroughly. Otherwise, aren't we completely controlled by the Datong Army?"

Wu Jiang was still somewhat indignant, his gaze fixed on Feisi Cliff in the distance.

Since the start of the war, this person has not made a move, standing leisurely at the highest point.

However, his spirit beast, the Silver Gradual Fox, revealed its true form: a fox as big as a small mountain. With just one claw, it caused the great formation to shake and several peaks to collapse.

With another claw strike, the mountain range trembled, as if it were about to overturn all the heavy burdens and shackles on its body.

This beast is clearly capable of manipulating the power of mountains and rivers; moving mountains and changing the course of rivers should be a piece of cake for it, and it can play a similar role to a formation-breaking talisman in dealing with most formations.

It directly affects the entire earth vein, rendering the formation without a source. No matter how powerful the formation itself is, it cannot function effectively.

After using its two claws, the raccoon shrank back to its small size and lay back in its owner's arms, seemingly having exhausted all its demonic power.

However, since the space had already been created, at least five layers of the protective array of Rotten Axe Mountain were no longer responding and were operating slowly.

Undeterred by death, the Datong Army charged forward shouting slogans, and the first group of cultivators were burned to ashes by a rain of fire from the sky.

The cultivators behind them continued their frenzy, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and almost filled Rotten Axe Mountain.

The Tianyu Sect, which should have been the main force, was not so conspicuous; its banners were almost invisible.

“Look, the Qingfeng Sect still has several fourth-tier talismans hidden. If we attack as a group, we'll probably lose a third of our disciples… Apart from taking down Rotten Axe Mountain, everything else is meaningless to us. We're constantly dancing on a tightrope, and we can't afford to make any mistakes. We can't afford to take that risk.”

Lu Yuanjia made his move at the opportune moment, sending out a golden bowl that landed upside down on top of a battle formation of the Tianyu Sect.

A divine bow appeared on the horizon, and three sounds of the bowstring being plucked were heard.

The three arrows followed one after the other, forming a golden line that struck the golden bowl squarely.

boom!
With a thunderous roar, the golden bowl bounced a few times on the ground before returning to Lu Yuanjia's hand with a shallow dent.

Most of the Tianyu Sect disciples under the golden bowl were knocked unconscious by the shock, and the few who remained standing were swaying from side to side, but none of them died directly.

"A high-grade fourth-tier talisman? Impressive. It seems to have been a gift from the Taiping Sect. The relationship between the two families is truly extraordinary..."

These kinds of talismans are not easy to make, due to both the materials used and the skill of the talisman maker.

There are quite a few talisman masters in the entire cultivation world who can refine talismans of this rank, but only Daoist Baoxuan should be able to get the hang of it and make it immediately.

If Lu Yuanjia hadn't intervened in time, the Tianyu Sect's battle formation would have been blasted to pieces by the three golden arrows, and there would have been no other outcome.

"One more thing, Luo Keqing's position is not entirely the same as ours, so you don't need to consider his perspective when you're thinking about things."

"Isn't Fellow Daoist Luo a close friend of Senior Brother Zuo, someone he's been through thick and thin with? After joining our sect, he was treated with the highest level of honor as a guest elder, and it was even said that the fifth-grade spiritual land of Rotten Axe Mountain would be open to him as well..."

Wu Jiang was somewhat puzzled. In his memory, Fellow Daoist Luo joined the sect not long after he reached the Nascent Soul stage, and in the eyes of many disciples, he was equivalent to the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Tianyu Sect.

Moreover, they share the same ideals as the Tianyu Sect and are as close as family, which is why they shared their fifth-tier spiritual land.

"If our sect can't take Rotten Axe Mountain, then you can see if they'll stand with you through thick and thin..."

Lu Yuanjia shook his head. This junior brother had grown up in a greenhouse and had missed the cruel blows of the cultivation world.

Perhaps it is this pure and innocent heart that allows him to cultivate at such a rapid pace.

"Let's end this battle as soon as possible and minimize the casualties among our sect's disciples. Tomorrow, we will shock the entire cultivation world!"

Thinking of the exhilaration of conquering Rotten Axe Mountain, Lu Yuanjia laughed heartily, casting illusions with his magic, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealing the marks of time.

……

A circle of human heads rolled around Ma Ruoxi's feet, blocking the first point where the formation collapsed.

The heads were arranged in a hundred different ways: some were terrified, some looked frightened, and some were so excited they were distorted.

Blood dripped down her flying sword and her body, matching her heavy breathing.

"Those who offend Qingfeng shall die!"

Ma Ruoxi's vision was blurry, and she staggered, almost unable to stand.

Blood mixed with sweat stung my eyes, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up inside me.

Even the strength to swing the sword was insufficient, and the sword-forging process became somewhat deformed, reverting to its normal sword light state.

The killing lasted for a full day and night. Not to mention the Foundation Establishment cultivators, at least five Core Formation cultivators fell to his sword.

With a slight flick of the sword, it dodged the two fearless Datong soldiers and lightly grazed between their brows.

The next moment, the two heads exploded like ripe watermelons.

With this sword strike, she used almost no true essence; relying solely on the variations in her swordsmanship and the agility of her flying sword, she killed two pseudo-core cultivators.

"puff!"

After fighting for a while longer, two sword lights came flying at her. Ma Ruoxi instinctively used her sword to defend herself, only to find that her body was completely empty and she could no longer muster even a drop of true energy.

A chill ran through my chest as two sword tips appeared behind me, piercing right through me.

The penetrating wound jolted her spirits. Her flying sword transformed into two water lines, piercing through the protective shield of the Core Formation cultivator. With a back-and-forth motion, another headless corpse appeared on the ground.

"Could it be that I am truly going to die here today, disgracing my master..."

Ma Ruoxi swayed, barely managing to stand, her heart filled with sorrow.

From the moment a large number of Datong troops appeared outside the mountains, everyone felt pessimistic.

When the Great True Monarch appeared with a spirit beast of the same level, the disciples of the Azure Maple Sect were plunged into despair.

Such a figure could not be stopped by an empty shell of a fourth-grade top-level formation, especially since this spirit beast was born to destroy mountains and break formations.

At present, it is only the Datong Army and the disciples of Tianyu Sect who are attacking. The few Nascent Soul True Monarchs are to suppress the enemy from the sidelines and have not yet personally joined the war.

Otherwise, the complete annihilation of the Tianyu Sect should have been declared within a few hours of the formation being broken.

Turning my head to look at other parts of Rotten Axe Mountain, I saw sect disciples fighting desperately, with one person often taking down four or five opponents.

However, their numbers were too small, and they were quickly overwhelmed by the Datong army.

Currently, they are trapped in several important halls on Rotten Axe Mountain, such as the alchemy room, the medicine garden, and the large warehouse, and are resisting again by taking advantage of the internal control department's restrictions.

But like a few waves in the ocean, the river flows into the sea and disappears without a trace.

The junior brother with the missing arm had disheveled hair, and another arm flew into the sky. At the same time, he was hit by five or six magical treasures, and instantly became a bloody mess.

boom!
The primordial energy of heaven and earth rapidly contracted, gathered at a single point, and then exploded, instantly emptying the area within a hundred feet.

The power of the self-destructing golden pill created a brief vacuum on Rotten Axe Mountain.

The cultivators of the Tianyu Sect, and even the frenzied Datong Army, were shocked and immediately replenished their ranks.

When Tian Yangsheng is engaged in combat, a circle of black mist will gather behind him, forming a dark shadow to assist him.

It requires no manipulation or consumption of true energy, and can automatically cast various spells, while also possessing a powerful physical body.

Its strength is exactly the same as its original realm, but the spell it uses is something that Tian Yangsheng has never seen before, and it is unknown where it learned it from.

Therefore, when he fights with others, even when it's a two-against-one situation, he still has a partner with whom he shares a deep understanding without requiring any investment.

The black mist cultivators will also actively cooperate according to Tian Yangsheng's combat habits and can withstand fatal damage at critical moments without any resistance.

This is the theory of the Substitute Pill that Tian Yangsheng came up with after many years of hard work and contemplation. He immediately gained this innate supernatural ability after forming the core.

It can be said that he could sweep aside his peers with this supernatural ability alone.

If this innate divine ability can progress in sync with the body's cultivation level without any ceiling, then Tian Yangsheng's future will be much brighter than that of his master and uncle.

However, by this time, he was already in a sorry state and had to retreat repeatedly.

Finally, he was struck in the chest with a palm, his robes dimmed, the black shadow tore apart inch by inch, and he ceased to exist.

Without the shadowy figure, Tian Yangsheng was just an ordinary early-stage Core Formation cultivator. He spat out a mouthful of blood into the sky, his face ashen.

Even before the Nascent Soul True Monarch made a move, the cultivators of the Azure Maple Sect were already in dire straits.

……

Deserted island.

After consuming the Primordial Longevity Turtle Demon Pill, the Dusk Peach finally digested it after several months.

At sea, wind and thunder converged, creating a constant roar, and spiritual energy from heaven and earth continuously surged in, centered around the demon peach.

All the spirits on the island were drawn by an invisible call, moving closer to the twilight peaches.

An inexplicable mystery is growing and developing within the peach's body.

"Such a rich twilight avenue, already at the Nascent Soul stage..."

Apart from Bai Zichen, all the vegetation and spiritual plants on the island withered, the soil dried up and hardened, and the ores became rusty and dull.

Even the air currents and the rolling waves slowed down, as if moving through a viscous liquid with tremendous resistance.

(End of this chapter)