Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 289 Head-to-Head (Seeking Subscriptions)

Bai Meiniang cried out in surprise, "It's you?"

"You poisoned me in secret!"

"Aren't you afraid of the bone-corroding poison?"

Bai Meiniang stared blankly at Shen Fei, the rogue cultivator in front of her, her face full of astonishment.

How could a mere Foundation Establishment stage cultivator possess such strength?

Are all the sects in the Song Kingdom blind? How could they allow someone like him to fall into the ranks of rogue cultivators?
"Useless thing, get out of here!" Bai Hanmeng shouted.

Bai Meiniang obediently shut her mouth and stepped aside.

She dared not talk back to her sister.

At this moment, Bai Meiniang understood perfectly well.

The strength of the rogue cultivator Shen Fei far surpassed hers.

Even her sister's Nine Nether Corpse Qi couldn't harm her in the slightest.

"May I ask, fellow Daoist, who are you?"

"The rogue cultivator, Shen Fei."

Bai Hanmeng sneered.

"Xuantian Jinyang, Divine Sword Beast Emperor, Thousand Machine Azure Cloud Medicine God. Clearly a disciple of the Seven Sects of the Song Kingdom, why do you dare not openly state your name?"

"Hiding your head and revealing your tail, aren't you afraid of disgracing your sect?"

She simply couldn't believe that someone with such strength could be a mere rogue cultivator.

Shen Xuan's expression hardened, and he clasped his hands in a salute, saying, "Xuantian Sect, Chi Zhenzi."

"White Bone Saintess, for Fellow Daoist Wen's sake, I will spare your life."

"Leave quickly and do not return."

"Otherwise, you will perish here today."

Bai Hanmeng remained silent.

Instead, he kept his eyes fixed on Shen Xuan.

The two consciousnesses clashed silently in the air.

The temperature plummeted.

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

A rustling sound rang out as countless tiny flying insects, encased in frost, drifted down.

The pervasive aura of corpses from the Nine Netherworlds was suddenly frozen, condensing into drops of pale white corpse fluid that fell down.

Suddenly, streaks of azure lightning appeared on Shen Xuan's body, growing larger and larger, as thick as buckets and several meters long, enveloping him.

Bai Hanmeng stared coldly at Shen Xuan, her robes fluttering, and thick, dark corpse energy emanating from her body.

Like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released at any moment.

Shen Xuan remained calm and composed, gazing at Bai Hanmeng.

The atmosphere is heavy.

Time seemed to stand still.

a long time.

Bai Hanmeng's dress suddenly stopped moving and returned to calm.

All the corpse energy from the Nine Netherworlds returned to her body.

Bai Hanmeng bowed slightly.

"It is an honor to meet Fellow Daoist Chizhenzi of the Xuantian Sect today."

"Meng Han has important matters to attend to. Farewell!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Bai Meiniang glanced at Shen Xuan and quickly followed.

Wen Wanyu looked completely bewildered.

Shen Xuan pointed gently.

A stream of spiritual energy flowed into her back, guiding the flow of spiritual energy within her body and releasing Bai Meiniang from her demonic confinement.

Then, Shen Xuan came to Wen Zijian's side.

I gently patted his head.

A stream of pure water-based spiritual energy flowed from the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, along his meridians, to his internal organs.
"You are……"

Wen Zijian seemed to have figured something out and was extremely excited.

"Don't speak, first circulate your internal energy to expel the poison!"

Shen Xuan interrupted him.

【Shenzang Canghai Gong】has health-preserving and therapeutic effects.

Shen Xuan has been empowered with the [Immune to All Poisons] skill, which contains special substances and has a strong detoxification effect.

After Wen Zijian circulated his internal energy for about half an hour, his complexion returned to a rosy hue, and the white spots in his eyes gradually faded away.

"Chizhenzi has finally fulfilled the request of his senior brother Chiyangzi. Fellow Daoist Wen, you should take your daughter and disciple and return home as soon as possible."

"I, alas! I, Wen, thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Chizhenzi."

Wen Zijian said with deep gratitude.

He glanced at Shen Xuan, and their eyes met for a moment.

Wen Zijian, who was usually arrogant, was now filled with shame.

In my mind, the image of that cautious, blue-clad figure appeared.

My heart feels empty, like a child caught doing something wrong by an adult.

It must be that he discovered her weakness.

Wen Zijian thought to himself.

I wanted to say something, but for a moment, I had nothing to say.

He suddenly remembered something.

"I have no way to repay your life-saving grace, fellow Daoist. I have a treasure here that I obtained from an ancient cultivation cave. I would like to offer it to you for your enjoyment!"

He took out a small purple-gold seal from his storage bag with both hands.

Shen Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and accepted it, slightly surprised.

"So heavy?"

"Fellow Daoist, do not underestimate this item. This is the Purple Gold True Water Treasure Seal! Although it is only a spiritual embryo and has not yet taken shape, it is still a rare near-third-tier spiritual artifact!"

Shen Xuan was taken aback.

Only a Core Formation cultivator can wield a spiritual weapon.

Look at it more closely.

The Purple Gold True Water Seal is not yet fully formed, and the Dharma patterns on the seal surface are faintly visible.

If a cultivator can refine it, nurturing it day and night in their Dao Foundation and Spiritual Sea, there is a certain chance that it will advance into a spiritual weapon in time.

This is a top-grade treasure that many cultivators dream of!

Wen Zijian was actually able to offer such a treasure as a reward!

Shen Xuan was quite surprised.

"Wen originally thought it was a golden magic treasure. Who would have thought that after obtaining it, he would realize it was a water magic treasure!"

Wen Zijian smiled and said, "So, this treasure is destined for you, fellow Daoist! I'm merely passing it on." Shen Xuan's expression shifted slightly.

He saved Wen Zijian and his daughter without any ulterior motives.

It was nothing more than an old friend, done on a whim.

Although Bai Hanmeng, the Holy Maiden of the White Bone Sect, is powerful, she is only at the late stage of the Demon Foundation realm.

But when it comes to a real fight, Shen Xuan is absolutely confident that he will defeat them.

Although the Demonic Sect's techniques are bizarre and its secret methods numerous, they may not necessarily be able to take his life.

It's still possible to severely injure Bai Hanmeng.

At most, we'll only lose one Divine Thunder Talisman.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zijian was able to produce a spiritual embryo.

It just so happens to be the water-based magical artifact he needs.

Every drink and every bite, is it all preordained?

Therefore, being kind to others will bring you divine favor.

Shen Xuan didn't think much of it.

"Fellow Daoist Wen is right, this item is destined for me. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wen!"

Shen Xuan glanced at the sky.

"Chizhenzi has other important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now. Until we meet again!"

After saying that, Shen Xuan's figure disappeared into the void.

Not a single trace was left.

It was as if he had never been there.

Wen Zijian shook his head.

"Still as cautious as ever!"

At this moment, Wen Wanyu came over. "Father, this Senior Chizhenzi is very strange. Do you know him?"

"Ah."

"Even his mother can't beat him?"

Wen Zijian affectionately patted his daughter's head.

"Wanyu, your trials are not over yet."

"Wait a minute, you..."

After listening, Wen Wanyu was first surprised, then nodded firmly.

"Dad, don't worry, I can do it."

"Good boy!"

Wen Zijian walked to Yuan Huaixin's body, took off his magic weapon and storage bag, and searched his robe.

Activate a fire talisman to burn it to ashes.

After seeing that the battlefield had been cleaned up and there were no traces left,

"Follow!"

Wen Zijian rode the Moonblade Wheel and flew towards the depths of the Shadow Forest.

Behind her, Wen Wanyu followed suit and flew on a flying device as well.

……

Xu Qian'er's Flame Blade spewed out flames, burning the nest of spider demons, causing them to scream and shriek.

Before long, the spider demon was burned to a crisp.

Near the spider demon's lair, there is a spiritual plant with several bright red spiritual fruits that are about to ripen.

Xu Qian'er happily picked the spiritual fruit.

He then extended his flaming blade, poked at the charred corpse of the spider demon, and removed its venomous fangs.

A great success!

Xu Qian'er packed her things and was about to set off.

Behind me, there was a whooshing sound as air was being cut.

It was Wen Zijian and his daughter who flew in on their flying artifacts.

"Sister Wanyu!"

Xu Qian'er went to greet her.

During this training trip, the two chatted happily, just like sisters.

"Sister Qian'er!"

Wen Wanyu stopped three feet in front of Xu Qian'er.

next moment.

There was a flash of golden light.

The Sun Blade Wheel cleaved down from mid-air.

With unstoppable force, it cleaved Xu Qian'er in two.

Blood splattered.

Wen Wanyu was stunned for a moment.

Ren Xuqian'er's blood splattered onto her face.

This was the first time she had killed someone she knew well, so she was inevitably a little flustered.

"Either don't act at all, or when you do, be ruthless!"

"When cultivators fight, it's a matter of life and death. If you're soft-hearted, you'll die without a burial place!"

Behind him came Wen Zijian's shout.

"Yes!"

Wen Wanyu wiped the blood from her face and performed a cleansing spell to wash away the bloodstains from her entire body.

Then, he carefully put away Xu Qian'er's storage bag and magical artifacts.

A fireball spell burned the corpse to ashes.

"Next!"

"Yes!"

This time, Wen Wanyu's tone was much firmer.

When the two found Wang Anchen.

Wen Wanyu's actions were even more swift and decisive.

He struck, killed, looted the corpse, and destroyed the evidence—all in one swift motion.

From beginning to end, without the slightest hesitation.

Wen Zijian nodded slightly.

Only then did Wen Wanyu's experience prove valuable.

"Let's go!"

The two found Mo Qianshan and returned to Liuguang Market together.

Shen Xuan watched as Wen Zijian and his two disciples entered the market before returning to the Shadow Forest with peace of mind.

"Indeed, children are a burden!"

If it weren't for his daughter, Wen Zijian, who lived a carefree and unassuming life, would not have endured such hardship.

……

Deep in the Shadow Forest.

Bai Hanmeng's face was ashen as she wandered around aimlessly.

Behind her was Bai Meiniang, who dared not even breathe loudly.

Just then, a seven-person demon-hunting team walked towards them.

The team was led by two Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Hey, there are two fairies ahead!"

"How beautiful! How could such a beautiful fairy enter the Shadow Forest?"

"I've heard that a fairy has come to the Shadow Forest specifically to seek out us demon hunters, so that we may explore the Dao of Yin-Yang dual cultivation together!"

"Such a good thing? Could it be that our good fortune has arrived?"

"Silence! Don't talk nonsense, those two are Foundation Establishment cultivators!"

"A leading Foundation Establishment demon hunter shouted."

"I gonna go see!"

After the other Foundation Establishment cultivator finished speaking, he walked over to them.

"My two celestial ladies, I am Zhu Changsheng..."

He flashed what he thought was a cheerful and sunny smile as he sized up the beautiful female cultivator in white robes before him.

Before his smile could even fade.

The fog before us grew even thicker.

A bone-chilling cold swept over us.

A terrible thought surfaced in his mind.

"You are... a demonic cultivator from the White Bone Sect..."

With a last breath, he managed to finish speaking before collapsing straight down.

The other six were terrified and each activated their magical artifacts, scattering and fleeing.

However, it was gently enveloped by a mist that seemed almost tangible, and was forcibly pulled off the magical artifact and onto the ground.

What appears to be a fog is actually Bai Hanmeng's Nine Nether Corpse Qi.

As if it were alive, it greedily devoured the cultivator's corpse.

In just a few breaths.

The seven demon hunters were reduced to bare bones, their flesh and blood completely gone.

Even a Foundation Establishment stage demon hunter is no match for the Nine Nether Corpse Qi.

A hint of satisfaction finally appeared on Bai Hanmeng's face.

As if they had just eaten.

With delicate, jade-like fingers, she gently pointed.

A white gourd was brought out and took in seven skeletons.

"Congratulations, sister! You've found blood food and your power has increased another level!"

Bai Meiniang complimented him.

"The quality is terrible!"

Bai Hanmeng said coldly.

"To achieve perfect magic foundation, relying on these inferior blood foods is absolutely impossible!"

"unless……"

Bai Hanmeng's cold, clear gaze drifted towards Bai Meiniang.

(End of this chapter)