Cultivating Immortality in a Family: I Prove Immortality Through the Chaotic Dao Realm

Chapter 20 The Chosen One! The Happy Oriole!

The battle intensified rapidly in a short period of time, and the situation changed drastically, causing Chen Qian to forget the danger and quietly peek out from the giant pit where he was hiding, watching from afar.

The skull, having broken through the light barrier, didn't pause for a moment. It charged forward and bit the middle-aged man in the yellow robe's neck again.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe rolled his eyes, and before the swords and whips in the air could return to his front, he fell headfirst to the ground.

In less than a breath, another mummified corpse had been successfully created.

The skull joined the battlefield in just three breaths, and had already swept away everything.

Without a target, the skull spun around a few times, seemingly glancing at Chen Qian from afar.

That one glance nearly terrified Chen Qian, and just as he was about to hide in the Gray Pearl World...

Seemingly having seen through Chen Qian's insignificant nature, the skull showed no interest whatsoever. It soared into the sky, transforming into a pale white streak of light, and flew westward, disappearing from Chen Qian's sight in the blink of an eye.

Chen Qian let out a long sigh of relief, but he was still completely bewildered.

Is this thing a person? A ghost? Or a magical artifact?
The cultivation world is truly too dangerous.

There are always things beyond our comprehension.

What's going on now? Everyone's probably dead.

"Should I go and touch the corpse?"

Let's do it! The bold will thrive, the timid will starve.

That's at least the storage bags of two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

Chen Qian crouched low and slowly crept towards the battlefield at a "high speed" of one meter per second.

The battle took place two or three miles away from Chen Qian, and he only peeked out when the battle was nearing its end.

Fortunately, the moonlight was quite good, and there weren't many obstructions in front of us, but we could only see the general outline. Only the scene at the end where the middle-aged man in the yellow robe was drained of his life force was clearly visible.

The battlefield ahead seemed to have fallen into complete silence, so Chen Qian increased his speed slightly.

Just as Chen Qian approached within twenty or thirty feet, the blood-robed cultivator who had been motionless suddenly sat up slowly.

Ok? !

Not dead?

"Where did this brat come from? With your cultivation level at the early stage of Qi Refining, how have you managed to hide until now?"

The blood-robed cultivator clearly appeared to be severely injured and on the verge of collapse, but Chen Qian felt as if he were an unfathomable mountain.

"You're just unlucky, die!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and unleashed a blood-red palm print, aiming it at Chen Qian's head.

Chen Qian felt his hair stand on end. As the middle-aged man in the blood-red robe sat up, he wanted to hide in the Gray Pearl World.

But a deep feeling told him not to be so cowardly; he wasn't without means to fight back.

If he can't even handle this lucky situation, what will he do if he encounters an even worse situation in the future?
If he backs down now, the mentality of escapism will firmly take hold of his mind and become his first choice when making decisions.

A blood-red palm print had enveloped Chen Qian, who seemed to be paralyzed with fear, remaining completely still.

Just as the mocking expression was still on the blood-robed cultivator's face, a phantom axe shimmering with seven-colored light suddenly appeared beneath the palm print.

With a mere flick of the seven-colored axe, the blood-red palm print dissipated and vanished, before the blood-robed cultivator's incredulous gaze fell upon his chest.

"what--!"

A bloody hole the size of a washbasin replaced the spot on his chest.

The blood-robed cultivator's hand was still pointing forward, and his body remained upright without falling, but he couldn't utter a single word. His gaze was fixed on Chen Qian, gradually dimming.

"Whoosh—whoosh whoosh."

Chen Qian plopped down on the ground.

This wasn't out of fear; he had a pretty good mental fortitude. At that moment, his adrenaline hadn't subsided, and he only felt excited, not scared.

This seven-colored axe strike was made from one of the fruits that had condensed on the Xuan Tian Sacred Tree in the Gray Pearl World—a treasure for attack.

It's a one-time use item; now that it's been used, it needs to be re-condensed and nurtured. The Gray Pearl World cannot directly connect with this world, so when using this fruit, it must absorb a portion of Chen Qian's mana and soul power as an anchor point to attack according to Chen Qian's will.

However, the power of this attack far exceeded Chen Qian's current level. Although the power absorbed was only a tiny bit compared to the axe, it accounted for almost half of Chen Qian's magic power and divine soul power.

So his legs felt a little weak.

This attack has surpassed the Qi Refining stage and reached the threshold of the Foundation Establishment stage.

If the blood-robed cultivator were unharmed, he probably wouldn't be able to kill him, but now that he's almost exhausted, he naturally can't hold on any longer.

He must have had the worst luck imaginable.

Having used all his trump cards, he finally defeated the middle-aged man in the yellow robe. Before he could even catch his breath, he encountered a cheat code.

She was even more wronged than Dou E.

Chen Qian was only temporarily depleted of his magical power and spiritual energy; he was not injured. He took a deep breath and stood up.

Looking at the harvest all over the ground, I really want to sing a song.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe had a flying sword and a long whip, the cultivator in the blood robe had a blood banner and a round shield, and there were two demonic beast corpses that looked extraordinary.

In addition, the most anticipated item is the storage bag hanging from the waist of the two, the spirit beast bag.

Chen Qian first put away the blood-robed cultivator, the blood banner, and the round shield.

Then came the mummified corpses of two demonic beasts.

These things couldn't fit in his storage bag, so he stored them directly in the Gray Pearl World.

Finally, he walked towards the middle-aged man in the yellow robe.

He collected the flying swords and whips along the way, and finally reached for the corpse of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe. Just as he was about to put it away...

A somewhat illusory light and shadow floated out from the corpse and hovered in front of Chen Qian's eyes. It could be vaguely seen that it was the appearance of a middle-aged man in a yellow robe.

Ok? !

Here we go again? Another old schemer who's still alive?
Chen Qian instinctively wanted to unleash a small fireball to send him to the afterlife.

"Young friend, don't make a move, listen to me."

A weak voice entered Chen Qian's sea of ​​consciousness.

Chen Qian could clearly sense the weakness of this divine soul, and it should pose no threat to him.

His soul is protected by the Gray Pearl World, so it is absolutely impossible for him to possess another body.

Even a true immortal couldn't do that.

So it doesn't hurt to listen to what the other person has to say.

"Senior, please speak."

A look of gratitude appeared on the soul of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe, and he continued to transmit his voice:
“I can tell that you are a young person from a nearby cultivation family. Although your cultivation level is low, your foundation is solid and your energy is abundant. If you were a rogue cultivator, you would not have such a foundation.”

"But that doesn't matter, as long as they're not demonic cultivators."

"I won't waste any more words, I just want to ask you for a favor."

Chen Qian listened quietly without interrupting, and quickly understood what the middle-aged man in the yellow robe meant.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe was named Tu Yuanfeng. He was a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Beast Taming Sect, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, comparable to Chen Ruiang, the patriarch of the Chen family.

He discovered this demonic cultivator in the market directly under the Beast Taming Sect's Wanling City branch.

At the time, he wasn't sure if the other party was a demonic cultivator, but he had a spirit-sniffing rat that was very sensitive to auras. It discovered that the cultivator's aura was strange and even went around the market to gather information about the Beast Taming Sect.

There is no fertile ground for demonic cultivators to survive in the Li Kingdom. Most of the demonic cultivators in the Dragon Tail Domain come from the nine kingdoms of the Demonic Alliance to the west of the Li Kingdom. Every hundred years or so, the nine kingdoms of the Demonic Alliance launch a war to plunder the resources and population of the surrounding countries.

Therefore, countries like Li are very wary of demonic cultivators.

Tu Yuanfeng, confident in his profound cultivation and numerous spirit beasts, was completely unafraid of this demonic cultivator whose cultivation was clearly inferior to his own.

(End of this chapter)