Fellow Daoist Entrusts His Child: Immortality Begins with Nurturing a Demoness

Chapter 127 The Gluttonous Cat, Breakthrough (Combined Chapter)

At the same time, in Haihefang, in the heart of the Ming family mansion.

Ming Ruoxue frowned and paced back and forth. The head of the Ming family and the elders of the three vassal sects gathered around her, all with their heads lowered and eyes downcast, not daring to speak.

"Any clues?"

Her voice was clear and cold; Ming Ruoxue looked down at him with icy blue eyes.

The mansion was shrouded in frost and mist, which chilled the elders to the bone. They trembled and no one dared to respond for a long time.

These past few days they have been living in fear. Several days ago, the son-in-law of the Ming family went to the spiritual vein of the Immortal River Sect, intending to retrieve the spiritual jade. He was supposed to return in half a day, but he inexplicably lost contact and there has been no news of him since.

Worried, Ming Ruoxue went to the spiritual vein to investigate. She couldn't find the person, but she discovered the remaining array of demonic cultivators and traces of a fierce battle at the Qingyuan Sect spiritual vein not far away.

Within the territory managed by the three sects, traces of demonic cultivation appeared, and it was a main lineage demonic cultivator using the Soul Banner, which coincidentally caused Luo Fanchen to lose contact.
This is a serious matter. Now all three sects have become key suspects under close surveillance. If they are caught red-handed and accused of secretly colluding with demonic cultivators, it would be a crime punishable by the extermination of their entire clan, and their sects might even have to change allegiance.

"Not going to speak? What, do you look down on me?"

Ming Ruoxue's pretty face was as cold as an icy pool. She tried her best to suppress the anger rising in her heart and said coldly, "Or are you saying that you look down on Luoshen Pavilion?"

"We dare not."

"You dare not? Is the aura of the Soul Banner that I sensed fake?"

Ming Ruoxue strolled slowly, and the temperature around her dropped a few degrees. The lotus seed scent of the Cleansing Heart Pill mixed with frost was so cold it was suffocating.

"You have colluded with demonic cultivators to harm disciples of the Luoshen Pavilion. Do you know what your crime is?"

"My lord, we are innocent! We have been worshipping the Luoshen Pavilion for generations, how could we collude with demonic cultivators?"

"It's only been a few months since Luo Qianqiu betrayed the sect, have you forgotten?"

Ming Ruoxue was aggressive and intimidating, and the elders trembled with fear, unable to express their grievances.

They did indeed harbor considerable hostility towards Luo Fanchen and were preparing to launch an attack at the welcoming banquet. Furthermore, after learning of his plan to seize the spiritual vein, the Immortal River Sect specifically strengthened its defenses within the spiritual vein.

Luo Fanchen's whereabouts are currently unknown, and he has most likely perished, which is a good thing.

But if it was the work of a demonic cultivator, then things are really bad; there's no way to clear one's name even if one jumps into the Luo River.

How could a demonic cultivator emerge from such a perfectly good spiritual vein? If they didn't know that Ming Ruoxue practiced the Forgetfulness Technique and understood her nature, they would all suspect that this fairy had deliberately framed her and wanted to take action against the three major sects.

"Three days, please wait three more days, sir. I will definitely give you an explanation."

The elders clasped their hands in a fist salute and pleaded through gritted teeth.

As far as they knew, Ming Ruoxue had already reported to the Hall of Affairs, and if the matter was not resolved, a Core Formation Realm expert might personally come.

"Three days. Ha, three days for you to destroy the evidence?"

"My lord, we are terrified, but we have no ill intentions whatsoever!"

The elders had no words to express their suffering. Ming Ruoxue snorted softly, her lips pressed into a thin slit beneath the veil covering her face, her anger barely concealed.

"Whether you are truly terrified or feigning it, we will find out when the deacon himself arrives. Now get out of here."

Ming Ruoxue's face was as cold as ice. While she was worried about Luo Fanchen's safety, she had an extremely bad impression of the three major vassal sects that were involved with demonic cultivators.

If the three main management rights hadn't been in the hands of Gong Qian and the Shi family, she would have seized all their properties long ago.

After the elders left sheepishly, Ming Ruoxue walked to the folding window, gazed into the distance, her blue eyes filled with restlessness.

"It's the Heavenly Demon Sect again. Ling Leng, that fiend, is extremely troublesome."

Ming Ruoxue murmured softly, her brows furrowed with worry.

The spiritual veins of the Qingyuan Sect are already close to the heart of the Qingyuan Domain. The infiltration of the Heavenly Demon Sect far exceeded the sect's expectations. There must be spies from the Heavenly Demon Sect within the three sects and even the four great families. This time, Luo Fanchen's disappearance is most likely not Ling Leng's deliberate revenge, but rather a coincidence.

"Flying Cloud Pavilion, the Yi Wood Secret Realm, and now a spiritual vein—it's all too much of a coincidence."

Ming Ruoxue gently brushed a strand of hair from her forehead with her delicate hand, stroking it lightly.

Luo Fanchen and Ling Leng are sworn enemies, but they always seem to bump into each other by chance. While one or two encounters can be explained as coincidences, each time Luo Fanchen manages to precisely disrupt Ling Leng's plans, indicating that he is well-prepared.

"No wonder. He should have taken the spiritual vein of the Immortal River Sect, but he appeared at the Azure Origin Sect instead. Luo Fanchen must have done it on purpose."

Ming Ruoxue pursed her lips and murmured softly, her worries slightly relieved, replaced by confusion.

Since it was done intentionally, Luo Fanchen must have made thorough preparations and was not in any danger. However, if he knew about Ling Leng and the Heavenly Demon Sect in advance, why did he go alone without telling her?

Luo Fanchen still has many secrets, but out of respect, she didn't want to investigate them too much before.

But now that it involves the infiltration of the Heavenly Demon Sect and Ling Leng, she has to get to the bottom of it.

"Wait until he comes back, then soften your tone before asking."

Ming Ruoxue sighed softly, knowing that her husband was more responsive to gentle persuasion than force, and her pretty face showed a slight trouble.

"Uncle Luo. Hehe, Uncle Luo."

Her soft, ambiguous voice was as sweet as spring water. In the dimly lit underground space, Qiu Yun breathed heavily, her eyes filled with seductive charm.

Her lithe and soft body nestled in Uncle Luo's arms, her fair chin gently brushing against his cheek, her luscious lips lightly kissing and sucking between his collarbone and neck, inseparable.

"Autumn Charm, etc."

Luo Fanchen leaned back slightly stiffly, the girl was very close to him, her white teeth and bright eyes were within reach, her willow eyebrows and delicate nose were like distant green mountains, a beauty mark was charming and enchanting, and his figure was reflected in her bright, star-like eyes.

The hot, moist, sweet scent of lavender lingered around his nose. Luo Fanchen tried to touch Qiu Yun's forehead with his hand, but she tilted her head back and nibbled on his finger, her soft lips and tongue touching his fingertip, teasing and nibbling.

After Luo Qianqiu's clone disappeared, Qiu Yun, who had regained consciousness, immediately pounced on him like a loyal dog, eager to get close.

He had forgotten about this. Every time Qiu Yun ascended, before she could adapt to the surge in soul power, her desires would be aroused by the soul banner, becoming exceptionally intense and proactive. She would only regain her rationality after replenishing her essence and blood.

"Uncle Luo's Flavor"

Her pretty face was flushed with a peach-red hue, and as her lips parted, she released her glistening fingers, her moist breath exuding a fragrance as sweet as orchids.

Her soul was now indistinguishable from that of a cultivator. Her long, black hair had faded to snow-white, and beneath her narrow, teardrop-shaped eyes, two dark red eyeshadows adorned her beauty mark, making her even more alluring and captivating with a bewitching charm.

"Uncle Luo, would you like some candy?"

Qiu Yun's beautiful eyes were dreamy, and even when her bewitching nature was aroused, she still retained a bit of girlish reserve.

She lowered her gaze slightly, her passionate eyes filled with a thin mist. As she shyly avoided looking at Uncle Luo, she tilted her pretty face up slightly, her full lips pouting as if asking for a kiss, her shyness a mixture of reluctance and acceptance.

"How about sucking your fingers?"

"Uncle Luo, I want to kiss you."

Autumn Charm's cherry lips were slightly pouting, a few strands of her dark hair were moistened by her fragrant saliva at the corners of her lips, and a peach-like blush extended from her cheeks to her snow-white neck, making her earlobes red, like peeled vermilion fruits.

Luo Fanchen was slightly taken aback. He was probably in a difficult state to control and might not be able to resist Qiu Yun's kiss.

He tried to use his true energy to counter Qiu Yun, but he didn't expect that after the girl advanced, her strength was terrifying. She grabbed his wrist and pressed him to the ground. Not only that, her delicate hands also pried open his fingers with domineering force and interlocked their palms.

"Uncle Luo, I'm giving you a kiss~"

Qiu Yun playfully raised her willow-leaf eyebrows and firmly gripped Uncle Luo's ten fingers.

Her lips, glistening with moisture, were full and translucent. Her flawless features, reminiscent of autumn, were tilted forward. Up close, one could see the girl's long, trembling eyelashes and her delicate pearly teeth and soft, tender tongue within her slightly parted lips.

Luo Fanchen's heart pounded like thunder. The girl's breath brushed against his face, making him feel tingly, warm, and soft.

The girl's features became increasingly similar, and the almost domineering pressure made Luo Fanchen unconsciously turn his head and squint slightly. However, after waiting for a long time, Qiu Yun did not kiss him.

He thought Qiu Yun had regained her senses, and while he breathed a slight sigh of relief, he turned his gaze back with a hint of regret, only to meet Qiu Yun's playful, watery eyes.

"Uncle Luo seems quite disappointed~"

Qiu Yun smiled mischievously, her eyebrows slightly raised towards Uncle Luo.

"You naughty girl, don't you dare tease adults. Hmm."

Luo Fanchen was secretly annoyed. Just as he was about to straighten up, Qiu Yun leaned forward and pressed her soft, white breasts against his chest. As her soft flesh overflowed, she pushed him to the ground. Her moist, red lips were crystal clear and beautiful. Under the gaze of his slightly contracted pupils, she slowly lowered her head and domineeringly captured his lips.

The girl's kiss was passionate and tender, her soft, sweet lips as honey.

Her pearly white teeth gently nibbled at his lips, a slight pain mixed with an electric-like tingling sensation shooting straight to his head. The long, deep kiss momentarily made him feel dizzy and suffocated. After a long while, their lips parted.

"Is it sweet, Uncle Luo?"

Qiu Yun licked the bloodstains from the corner of her lips, her eyebrows curving into a smile.

She lowered her head, and gentle, tender kisses fell like drizzle on Luo Fanchen's lips, chin, and then along his neck. While savoring the taste of Uncle Luo, she stretched out her long, fair legs, about to straddle Uncle Luo's waist and continue to take.

"Snapped--"

Luo Fanchen pursed his lips and, taking advantage of Qiu Yun's confusion and bewilderment, slapped the girl's full and soft buttocks, causing them to tremble slightly.

The girl covered her mouth and gasped softly, as if she had just come back to her senses. She covered her small bottom with her delicate hands, lowered her eyes shyly, and said timidly, her earlobes like ripe cherries, "Um—Uncle Luo, I was wrong."

"Wrong? Too late!"

Luo Fanchen laughed in anger, and slapped Qiu Yun several more times, making her waist tighten, her beautiful back taut into a crescent shape, and her delicate body tremble so much that she could hardly hold onto Luo's waist.

She was always more offensive than defensive, and she had only lost her mind because of the backlash from her soul power. After consuming Uncle Luo's essence blood, she recovered from her confused state and was extremely embarrassed. She could no longer withstand Uncle Luo's teasing.

She shrank back, trying to get up and run away in a disheveled state, but Luo Fanchen grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Uncle Luo, Qiuyun is wrong."

Qiu Yun's eyelashes trembled slightly as she nestled timidly in Luo Fanchen's arms, feeling the hot breath on her cheeks, a mixture of shyness and anticipation washing over her. Of course, she wanted to be close to Uncle Luo, but now was not the time.

She's already at level two, and I'm really afraid that if she doesn't hold back, she'll drain Uncle Luo dry.

"Mischievous Qiuyun needs to be punished properly."

Luo Fanchen smacked his lips, savoring the sweetness between his teeth, as if even his breath carried a faint sweet scent of lavender.

After reaching the second level, this girl's physical appearance became increasingly realistic, and she had grown quite a bit. In terms of looks alone, she was comparable to Li Miaoyun, and she still retained a sense of innocence, making her irresistible.

As the banner master, Qiu Yun is not the only one affected by the sublimation.

"Uncle Luo, are you going to bully me? Even if I am bullied, I will tell my sister."

Qiu Yun avoided his gaze, timidly nestled in Uncle Luo's arms, feeling his increasingly hot breath. While she was overjoyed, she was also a little afraid. Uncle Luo liked her, and she loved Uncle Luo too. She was afraid that they would be unable to control their passion.

"Mo Xue."

Luo Fanchen frowned slightly, as if recalling the girl's resentful and bitter almond-shaped eyes, and regained some of his rationality.

He stopped his large hand, which had already reached Qiuyun's waist and buttocks, and changed his gripping motion to a fan, which made the girl wince slightly and say helplessly.

"Get up, get up. This is a one-time exception."

"Uncle Luo hit me too hard."

Qiuyun pouted, feeling wronged, and lingered in Uncle Luo's arms for a few more moments before reluctantly getting up.

"Shall I rub it for you?"

Luo Fanchen clicked his tongue, somewhat helpless. He had truly been stirred up by Qiu Yun's teasing, which had disturbed his Dao heart.

"Hehe, I won't fall for it! Uncle Luo is so mean."

Qiu Yun chuckled softly, her cherry lips quickly touching Luo Shu's lips before she jumped up to avoid him. Her soft, fragrant tongue licked her lips, and as she lightly smacked her lips, she playfully said, "I like the naughty Luo Shu."

After saying that, Qiu Yun touched her lips with her index finger, paused for a moment, and added, "Uncle Luo isn't bad, I like him too."

"You silly girl, I forgive you."

Luo Fanchen sighed and stood up, feeling rather helpless. Qiu Yun was already at the second level; if she truly disliked getting close to him, she could easily tie him up like a dumpling.

The girl continued to beg for mercy in this coquettish and submissive manner, presumably to save face for him.

He only just realized the blind spot of the Soul Ascension Banner. After reaching the second tier, the offensive and defensive strategies changed, and he would likely be the one bullied from now on.

"Uncle Luo is the best."

Qiu Yun's watery eyes were mischievous. She quietly moved closer to Uncle Luo, took his hand in hers, and leaned against him.

"Uncle Luo, shall I wake Sister Yunmo up?"

Qiu Yun gently wrapped her two soft hands around Luo Fanchen's palms and said with concern, "Uncle Luo, you've been very tired these past few days. Take a rest and prepare for breaking through to the eighth level of Qi Refining."

"Come on, I want to make a good impression on Uncle Luo after reaching the second tier!"

Qiu Yun's voice was soft and sweet as she gently tugged at Uncle Luo's index finger in a coquettish manner, her eyes filled with concern.

"Uncle Luo usually only tests my older sister, but he can occasionally check Qiuyun's answers too."

"Very well, very well, I will conduct a thorough inspection of Qiuyun today."

Luo Fanchen gently stroked Qiu Yun's cheek with his palm. He was indeed a little tired. In addition, after Qiu Yun reached the second level, her control over the soul banner and soul power had surpassed his, so it would be much safer for her to cast the spell.

Qiu Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and she took Luo Shu's hand in her own, gently rubbing her cheek against his palm, clearly enjoying it, and said excitedly.

"I will do my best, Uncle Luo!"

Qiu Yun clenched her fists, full of confidence. After her strength improved significantly, the girl became more and more confident.

She couldn't wait to test the power to protect Uncle Luo and her sister.

"Raise the banner—"

Qiu Yun made a hand seal, and the soul banner immediately expanded several times its original size. The banner surface shone with golden light, and blood patterns appeared inside, making it seem as if it were alive.

The sublimated Soul Banner is exceptionally exquisite, its entire body gilded, and its inner spiritual essence is perfect. Only when activated will it inadvertently reveal a touch of blood color. If it is not released, no one can tell that it is actually a demonic treasure.

It is said that the appearance of the Human Emperor Banner is taken from the second-tier Soul Banner.

"Control the evil spirits".

Qiu Yun made a hand gesture with her fingers, causing the Soul Banner to expand exponentially, and a massive amount of dark mist rolled in, instantly enveloping the underground space.

The dark fog was as thick as ink, more than ten times more solid than that of a first-order being. It was so thick that one could not see their own hand in front of their face. Even the Divine Sense Perception that the Yinghuo Illusion Array could not block could now be largely shielded by the dark fog alone.

"If Qiu Yun were to unleash her power of Ying Huo or even Zi He Che, even an ordinary early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator would likely be unable to withstand it."

Luo Fanchen murmured, extremely satisfied with the girl's progress.

The Yinghuo Illusion Array can most likely block the Foundation Establishment divine sense of the three branch pavilion masters. As for the Ziheche, it has unparalleled killing power among its peers. Although the backlash is severe, it can easily severely injure Foundation Establishment peers.

Qiu Yun's true combat strength is probably comparable to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. If she gains the upper hand, she will only be slightly inferior to Miao Yun.

"The seven spirits return, the three souls go home!"

Qiu Yun kept making hand seals, constantly switching between Soul-Hooking and Evil-Controlling Techniques. Then she opened her storage bag, took out a large amount of Soul-Cleansing Crystals that she had prepared beforehand, and swirled them into the Yin Wind. In a few breaths, they were transformed into pure soul power.

"Come--"

With the support of immense soul power, Qiu Yun carefully activated the Demon-Controlling Technique, reaching a level of subtlety, and slowly drew out Yun Mo's soul.

The process was slow and gentle to the extreme, as if afraid of harming Yunmo's already fragile soul.

"go--"

The rolling cold wind, carrying the pure soul power of the Soul Cleansing Crystal, enveloped Yunmo's soul, slowly purifying his soul body and replenishing his soul power.

Yunmo's soul is fragile. Although she is protected by the Soul Banner, she is also inevitably corroded by the evil intentions of the Soul Banner itself. Before she can be awakened, it is necessary to cleanse her body of evil energy and karma, and to temper and solidify her soul.

The process is slow and painstaking, and cannot be rushed. Fortunately, with Qiuyun in charge, success is almost guaranteed.

Luo Fanchen watched as Yun Mo's soul slowly expanded from a sphere of light into a blurry human form. Feeling reassured, he swallowed a Cleansing Heart Pill, closed his eyes to rest, and began to recover his energy.

As Qiu Yun said, after the Soul Banner was transformed into a magic weapon, he also received a lot of feedback soul power.

Once the soul power is fully refined, one can break through to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"Could we try to break through?"

After a while, Luo Fanchen finished his breathing exercises, and his mental state recovered to 60%.

Qiu Yun is still undergoing soul tempering, and it will probably take about two more days before she is truly awakened. During this time, she can try to break through her cultivation level.

After a cultivator opens their Qi Sea in the late stage of Qi Refining, there is no substantial difference between the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels; they only represent the amount and form of true essence.

Seven layers are mist, eight layers are liquid, and nine layers are crystals.

Luo Fanchen's true essence far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators. Logically, he should have been able to condense his true essence in his dantian into liquid long ago. However, his sea of ​​qi was boundless, and the area he could see through his inner vision had long since condensed into liquid, yet he still showed no signs of breaking through.

He was mentally prepared, so he took a Luoshen Pill to aid him and at the same time refined the soul power returned by the Soul Banner.

He activated the Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique, and the True Essence of Wood resonated from his six meridians. At the same time, he opened the Record of the Eight Desolate Demonesses and focused his gaze on the technique.

[Shaoyang Wood Transformation Technique, Level 4 (300/300)]

[Admiration Points: 510]

Thanks to Luo Qianqiu's increased admiration value and his high regard for Luo Qianqiu's understanding of the Withering and Flourishing Technique, he gained 460 admiration points. Combined with the 50 points he had left, this was enough to raise his cultivation technique to the fifth level.

Without hesitation, he upgraded his technique, directly consuming 500 Admiration Points, and successfully upgraded the Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique to the fifth level.

"coming."

Luo Fanchen narrowed his brows. After breaking through his cultivation technique, a massive amount of pure spiritual energy burst forth from his lungs.

A burning, itchy, and warm sensation spread throughout the body's meridians, giving the illusion that it was healing. Upon closer inspection, it was astonishing to discover that the hidden injuries caused by the placenta and the spirit-gathering technique had quietly healed.

After breaking through to the fifth level of the Shaoyang Wood Transformation Technique, the Yi Wood True Essence seems to have gained some self-healing properties.
Although it is very slow and cannot be used directly in combat, and cannot be compared with the self-healing in the state of Awakening of Insects, it is still a fundamental improvement.

"Enter!"

Luo Fanchen guided his spiritual power through his six meridians and lungs, refining it twice before circulating it directly into his dantian via the Great Circulation.

The true essence flows endlessly, like a giant wave, layer upon layer, each one higher than the last.

As true essence continuously poured in, the dantian vortex spun wildly inward, refining the true essence into liquid and then sprinkling it into the sea of ​​qi like a torrential rain.

Luo Fanchen could sense that his aura was gradually becoming stronger, but his spiritual power still could not reach the outer edge of the Qi Sea. He could only indirectly judge the progress of his breakthrough by the size and state of the Qi vortex.

An ordinary Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator, with their Qi Sea swirling and internally observing, can probably circulate their spiritual energy ten times.

Eightfold and ninefold, doubling the difference.

Even after the Soul Banner tempered his spiritual power, Luo Fanchen's vortex still had to go through fifteen round trips, which was more than twice that of an ordinary cultivator, not counting the super-doubled effect after his true essence was overflowing.

He has completed twenty-six rounds of mental energy travel so far, and he is only thirty short of completing thirty.

"It's feasible, and we can achieve a breakthrough!"

(End of this chapter)