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

Chapter 97 I'm here to help you break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining (6000 words)
For the next ten days or so, Luo Fanchen secluded himself, refusing visitors and focusing on his cultivation without rest or food.

During this time, Shou Rufeng and Granny Zhang came to visit with A Niu and Xiao Cui, but he ignored them and ordered Qiu Yun to drive them away.

He wanted revenge, and if he continued to have dealings with them, he would only implicate them.

As dawn broke, inside the mansion, Luo Fanchen closed his eyes and breathed deeply, facing east, absorbing the lesser yang energy while clutching several spirit stones in his hand. After a long while, he finally frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

"Tsk, useless? How can it be useless?"

Luo Fanchen clicked his tongue in annoyance, and the spirit stone in his hand turned into ashes and disappeared as soon as he clenched it slightly.

"Uncle Luo, take a rest. Health is the foundation of cultivation."

Beside her, Qiu Yun timidly peeked her head out from the bed, her watery eyes filled with worry.

In the past few days, she had clearly noticed that Uncle Luo was not in a good state. He was cultivating day and night as if possessed, but his temperament was becoming more and more anxious. The fierce look he occasionally revealed even made her a little scared.

Her soul slowly coalesced on the bed, her eyes lowered, her slender arms wrapped around Uncle Luo's waist, and her delicate body embraced him from behind. At the same time, her fair chin rested on Uncle Luo's shoulder, and her voice was gentle with a hint of heartache.

"Time is running out."

Luo Fanchen frowned deeply, and as he inhaled the sweet scent of lavender in the autumn air, his annoyance subsided slightly.

With the opening of the Yimu Secret Realm imminent, there was still no sign of his dantian opening. More than ten days of hard work and the consumption of a huge amount of true essence seemed to have been in vain, and his cultivation and the strength of his true essence had not improved at all.

"I'm only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, so I'm not very confident. My five spiritual roots are still too much of a drag on my progress."

Luo Fanchen simply tilted his head back and fell into Qiu Yun's arms, letting the back of his head and cheeks be enveloped in her gentle embrace. His face was tired and his eyes were dim.

It's useless, completely useless.

During their journey to the Yimu Secret Realm, Han Chong and Ma Fei will likely break through to the eighth level of Qi Refining. Adding Kuishan, the four sects will have at least three cultivators with the combat power of the eighth level of Qi Refining, and several at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

With his current cultivation level, he has a good chance of winning in a one-on-one fight, but to think he could annihilate the opponent is just wishful thinking.

Moreover, Liu Xia is not a fool; she would naturally prepare methods to target him for the cultivators of the four sects.

"Uncle Luo, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Have!"

Luo Fanchen narrowed his eyes, seemingly waiting for Qiu Yun to say those words.

He sat up slightly, grabbed Qiu Yun's wrist with his other hand, and guided her to slowly interlock her palms. He said earnestly, "Qiu Yun, help me prepare the Spirit Devouring Elixir. I need to break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining."

"Soul Devourer, Uncle Luo, your dantian is unfathomably deep. If you wish to forcefully break through this barrier, you will need an enormous amount of soul energy, which is far too dangerous."

Qiu Yun's eyelashes trembled slightly, her fair hand gripping Luo Shu tightly in the opposite direction, her lips pressed together: "Your state of mind is unstable. You swallowed a large number of evil spirits at once, and the backlash is extremely severe. I'm afraid that your heart will be disturbed and you will go into a state of demonic possession."

"The seventh level of Qi Refining is a qualitative change; we can't worry about that now."

Luo Fanchen sighed softly. He was well aware of the side effects of forcibly devouring spirits, but it was the only method he could think of.

He must open his Qi Sea and break through to the late stage of Qi Refining before the secret realm opens, only then will he have the confidence to annihilate all the cultivators from the four sects.

He was burning with a wicked fire within him, desperately wanting to unleash it until he had killed them all.

"No, this is a wicked technique that forces growth. Putting aside the palpitations in your heart, forcibly breaking through will inevitably damage your meridians and pollute your dantian. If you want to establish a foundation again in the future, it will be as difficult as climbing to heaven."

Qiu Yun bit her red lips tightly with her pearly teeth, her watery eyes filled with tears, her shoulders slumped as she choked back sobs and refused.

Luo Fanchen chuckled, then gently reached out and stroked Qiu Yun's cheek, his gaze gradually becoming serious.

"Qiuyun, this is the only chance to find Moxue. If we miss this opportunity, we may never have the chance to see her again in this lifetime."

"Uncle Luo. It's me."

“I will walk my own path. It’s just foundation building. I’m not cultivating for foundation building. Qiuyun is helping me.”

Luo Fanchen's eyes were firm. He had long known that Qiu Yun would not easily agree to help him devour spirits, and he had been waiting for this girl. Now, he was forcing the girl to take action through almost coercive means, which was also a helpless move.

He really had no other way to break through; the bottlenecks in the Five Elemental Roots and True Essence Body had left him physically and mentally exhausted.

“Okay, I’ll help Uncle Luo.”

Qiu Yun's pretty face fell, and she forced a stiff smile onto her wrinkled face.

She softened her tone, her voice choked with emotion, and said, "Uncle Luo, please go take a bath and calm your mind first. Shall I get ready?"

"Okay, thank you, Qiuyun."

A weary smile appeared on Luo Fanchen's face. He stood up unsteadily, his steps faltering.

He had barely slept to replenish his mental energy after days of arduous training, and his consciousness was somewhat hazy. In this state, he was indeed unable to immediately perform the Soul Devouring Technique. Fortunately, Qiu Yun finally agreed.

Qiu Yun breathed heavily, and after watching Uncle Luo leave, she hesitated for a moment before taking out a jade pendant.

Her slender hands trembled slightly as she carved words on the jade tablet and sent them. She quickly received a reply.

"We must not let Uncle Luo devour the spirit."

Qiu Yun covered her face with her bare hands. After sending the message, she seemed to lose all her strength. Her bare hands clenched the jade pendant tightly and fell limply to the ground.

The jade plaque glowed with a soft, ethereal light; the letter was signed with only three characters: "Li Miaoyun".

"Phew—of all times like this. It must be tough on Qiuyun."

The pool water murmured gently, and a thin mist filled the air with a faint fragrance of apricot blossoms. Luo Fanchen lay on his back in the spiritual spring, feeling the hot water flowing through his body, which slightly eased his tense nerves.

He slowly brought his five fingers together, looking rather guilty.

Qiu Yun is kind-hearted; in the heart of a young girl, she would rather hurt herself than see him get hurt.

This time, forcing Qiu Yun to help him devour spirits will probably break the girl's heart, but... he has no choice.

"Foundation Building. What is the purpose of my cultivation?"

Luo Fanchen covered his eyes with his forearm, and in a daze, he seemed to see Mo Xue looking up with her little face, laughing innocently.

Qiu Yun and I calculated that if Master Luo cultivates normally, he can reach the Qi Refining Perfection stage at the age of seventy-one.

He was seventy years old, and at seventy-one, he had reached the completion of Qi Refining. It seemed that he was destined to be unable to establish his foundation. But it didn't matter. He had endured too much hardship and suffering, and he had forgotten his original intention for cultivation. He had never been striving to establish his foundation.

"I cultivate myself to follow my heart's desire."

Luo Fanchen spread his five fingers, then slowly clenched them into a fist, his eyes gradually hardening.

Despite his extraordinary birth, he possessed a body with five spiritual roots. The immense setbacks he experienced in his youth did not break him, nor did twenty years of arduous cultivation. He would not fear the authority of any so-called major crime.

"Wow, wow, wow."

As Luo Fanchen was deep in thought, he suddenly heard the sound of water splashing.

He paused slightly, then looked up and saw a graceful figure appearing and disappearing in the hazy mist.

The glass lamps above her head cast a hazy glow, and her fair and smooth skin, moistened by the moisture, glowed with a faint blush, as tender as mutton fat.

"Miaoyun?"

The faint, sweet scent of apricot blossoms lingered around his nose, and Luo Fanchen didn't detect the slightest aura when he saw the other person.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat embarrassed, and tried to circulate his true energy around his body. He got up and dressed, but unexpectedly, the surrounding mist surged, and the babbling stream, under the blessing of spiritual energy, condensed into invisible thin ropes binding his body.

Elbows, forearms, wrists, and waist were all tightly bound at the same time.

Luo Fanchen was thus imprisoned in the pool. He was stunned for a moment. Li Miaoyun had obviously come prepared, deliberately concealing her aura and taking the opportunity to bind and control him. With the spiritual energy enhancement of this spell, he was completely unable to break free with his cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

"what are you up to?"

"I'll help you break through your current level."

His voice was weak and hesitant.

Li Miaoyun walked gracefully, her jade-like feet whiter than snow, leaving ripples on the water's surface wherever she went.

The overflowing water spray dispelled the thin mist, and the beautiful woman's graceful body appeared and disappeared in the mist.

Her long, flowing black hair cascaded down, revealing her elegant and shapely back. The captivating curves that stretched downwards were outlined like a lotus blooming in the water, alluring yet elegant and pure.

She wore only a thin, simple gauze dress that clung to her body, perfectly showcasing her voluptuous and slender figure.

Her long, slender legs, white as jade, and her delicate toes, adorned with rosy nail polish, swayed gently in the rippling water, their shapely proportions and beauty enhanced by the shimmering light.

"There's no need for that."

Luo Fanchen turned his gaze away, his face calm as still water, but his breathing had already begun to become erratic.

"I never intended to use you to break through; I would never take advantage of someone in distress."

"Sir, I understand."

Li Miaoyun's eyelashes trembled slightly as she shyly looked back. She lightly nibbled at her lips with her pearly teeth, her cheeks flushed with a rosy blush, exuding natural charm and breathtaking beauty.

She walked slowly toward Luo Fanchen, her slender waist swaying, her pert buttocks full and rounded in the shape of an apricot pear, gently swaying as she shyly caressed the inside of her thighs, making one's mouth water.

"You should know that I don't have the romantic love that comes with being a Daoist couple with you."

Luo Fanchen murmured silently. From the very beginning, he had never considered using Li Miaoyun to break through his cultivation level.

Firstly, there's the suspicion of taking advantage of someone in distress; secondly, the woman has shown him great kindness, and he's currently facing numerous troubles and barely able to protect himself, making it impossible for him to make a promise.

“I know, sir, you pity me.”

Li Miaoyun walked up to Luo Fanchen, her fair hand gripping her cloud sleeve tightly, and she seemed somewhat at a loss.

Her lips murmured, her long, snow-white neck, adorned with a star-shaped beauty mark, was flushed with pink, and her rounded earlobes were as tender as vermilion fruits. Luo Fanchen lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her for long, and tried to break free of the water lines that bound him, but to no avail.

"Sir, I am a Foundation Establishment cultivator; you cannot resist me."

Li Miaoyun's fox-like eyes were shrouded in a thin mist, making her appear pitiful to me.

"Why is this so?"

Luo Fanchen had already realized that Qiu Yun had secretly informed Li Miaoyun of his situation, and the two of them had been plotting against him all along.

“Sir, you are a good man. I am happy and willing to serve you.”

Li Miaoyun's beautiful eyes struggled, shy and unable to contain herself. She breathed heavily, her hot, moist breath brushing against Luo Fanchen's cheek, a ticklish, sweet, and moist sensation.

"Does the fact that you don't look at me mean you dislike me?"

"No, it's just that I can't even protect myself, so I'm afraid I can't give you a promise."

"It's alright, I don't ask for any title. Can you just treat me as a vessel for your soul? Please let me help you."

Li Miaoyun's fox-like eyes were filled with tears, her pretty face full of tenderness. Luo Fanchen murmured silently, then chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I'm just a rogue cultivator in the Qi Refining stage. You've condescended to marry me."

"It is you who have condescended to do so, sir; I am the one who has climbed the social ladder by associating with you."

Luo Fanchen hesitated, then activated his Yi Wood True Essence. The wooden tablet with the Sun, Moon, Heaven and Earth patterns broke through the thin mist and arrived in an instant.

"Takagi? Ha. Can you recognize the name on it?"

Li Miaoyun ignored it, casually grabbed the soul tablet without even looking at it, and tossed it into a corner, saying slowly and deliberately, "Luo Fanchen, it says Luo Fanchen on it."

"Pfft, are you willing to wait for me, Miaoyun? I will form my core."

Luo Fanchen smiled. Putting aside the fact that Li Miaoyun's cultivation level was not enough to see through the wooden plaque, she didn't even glance at it.

He has no choice but to accept the fairy's kindness, whether he likes it or not.

"I believe you will definitely achieve the Core Formation, sir."

Li Miaoyun's voice was sincere and firm, seemingly more convinced than Luo Fanchen himself that he could achieve the Core Formation.

"Once I've completed my cultivation, I will marry you openly and honestly."

"I'm waiting for you, sir."

After Luo Fanchen finished speaking, the annoyance and pride in his eyes vanished. He lowered his head and lightly kissed Li Miaoyun's instep.

Li Miaoyun was slightly taken aback. Her round, slender toes curled up shyly, and the water lines that bound Luo Fanchen turned into trickles and slowly dissipated.

A thin mist hangs in the air, the clouds exude fragrance. Beyond the gauze curtain, Qiu Yun leans against the screen, her watery eyes lost in thought, her almond-shaped eyes filled with complex emotions.

Her pretty face was bitter, and she knew she was feeling a mix of emotions. She said to herself with a self-deprecating smile, "Sister, all our fighting over this has only benefited others."

"I cannot protect my sister, nor can I protect Uncle Luo. Please forgive my sister, I cannot let Uncle Luo devour my soul."

Two days later, in a private room on the third floor.

The sandalwood incense wafted around him as Luo Fanchen sat cross-legged in meditation. His inner energy was overflowing like the sea, circulating through his six meridians in a grand cycle, flowing into great rivers and seas, and converging into his dantian. This cycle repeated hundreds of times without him feeling exhausted.

The foundational yin energy, nurtured by superior methods, overflows throughout the limbs and bones, nourishing every inch of flesh and blood, and the abundant true essence is inexhaustible.

"Breaked through!"

After circulating his Qi a hundred times, his Yin energy was almost depleted. Luo Fanchen felt his meridians swell and his lower abdomen burn.

The seventh level of Qi Refining is the Opening of the Sea Realm, which emphasizes the return of the six meridians to the Qi Sea, like a hundred rivers flowing into the same stream, jointly impacting and nourishing the lower dantian. It enters through the Guanyuan acupoint, establishes its foundation through the Qi Sea acupoint, and connects the six meridians through the Shenque acupoint, thoroughly stabilizing the Qi Sea.

The six meridians roared like a giant dragon, Luo Fanchen trembled all over, every inch of his flesh was spasming, and it was as if thunder was exploding in his mind.

"Done?"

Luo Fanchen was panting heavily, the burning sensation in his dantian spreading to his limbs and bones, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

The true essence overflows, spreading from the dantian to the six meridians. Sitting in meditation and looking inward, one can see a hazy vortex of energy in the dantian, slowly rotating on its own, in the form of mist, with no end in sight.

At the same time, he felt that his perception and absorption speed of spiritual energy had increased by about 10%, and his skin was as white and smooth as jade.

"The true essence is 30% stronger, the burst output is about 20% higher, and the total amount is more than three times higher."

Luo Fanchen's fatigue vanished instantly. His three dantian apertures were now open. From now on, it would be a matter of gradual refinement. He only needed to follow the steps to condense the dantian qi vortex into a liquid state to reach the eighth level of Qi Refining. Condensing the liquid into crystals would allow him to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining.

It truly is a qualitative change.
Luo Fanchen exhaled a long breath of turbid air and summoned the Record of the Eight Desolate Demonesses.

Name: Luo Fanchen

【Shouyuan: 31/100】

[Spiritual Roots: Five Elements Spiritual Roots]

[Cultivation Level: Qi Refining Stage 7]

[Technique: Lesser Yang Wood Transformation Technique, Level 4 (200/300)]

【.】

"Seventh level of Qi Refining!"

Luo Fanchen clenched his fists. After opening his Qi Sea, his dantian nourished the cultivator and his meridians, which could repair many congenital injuries. His lifespan also recovered from seventy to a normal hundred years, and his physical condition reached its peak.

"Congratulations on your great progress in cultivation, sir."

The door to the attic opened, and Li Miaoyun gracefully poured Luo Fanchen a cup of fragrant tea with a smile.

After two nights of spiritual union, her elegant oval face showed no signs of weariness; on the contrary, it was radiant. Her skin was fair and delicate, so tender it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it, like a delicate flower that had been nourished. Her charm and mature beauty had reached a new level.

"Thanks to Miaoyun, you've worked so hard."

Luo Fanchen's eyes softened as he rose to greet him.

He skillfully took Li Miaoyun's delicate hand and gave her a light kiss on the lips. The latter narrowed her beautiful eyes, tilted her head slightly upward, and offered her cherry lips.

Some time ago, she had prepared herself for a significant reduction in her cultivation level, but unexpectedly, Lord Luo did not lose his virginity.

It's unbelievable that she examined the adult's meridians, which showed an imbalance of yin and yang, and now it seems to be due to the influence of the soul banner.

The yin and yang align, and the vast ocean gathers all rivers into the dantian. The adult's true essence body begins to show miraculous effects, as if it has been activated. A one-time burst of feedback gives her pure spiritual power no less than that of primordial yin. Thus, yin and yang are in harmony, and it is no longer a one-sided replenishment.

This is a state of perfect dual cultivation and union with the Dao, and she has benefited greatly from it. After completely refining the primordial yang, she even showed faint signs of breaking through to a higher realm.

"It is you who has worked hard, sir, but the benefits I have received are no less than yours."

As their lips parted, Li Miaoyun lowered her head shyly. Apart from being somewhat conscious at the beginning, she was dizzy afterwards, as if she were walking on clouds. It was all led by Lord Luo, and she simply followed along instinctively.

"Sir, I'm about to break through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. I'll definitely teach that Liu Xia a lesson then!"

Li Miaoyun nestled against Luo Fanchen's chest like a little bird, submissive and docile, showing no trace of the sharpness of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"I will make them pay the price."

Luo Fanchen raised an eyebrow, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. The evil fire in his chest had not been extinguished, but instead intensified. However, thanks to the comforting words of Li Miaoyun and Qiuyun, he was able to calm himself down and gather his strength in anger.

A Qi Refining Stage 7, if he doesn't wipe out the four sects, he's not Luo Fanchen!

Fifteen days later, Luo Fanchen was sitting cross-legged in a private room, practicing breathing exercises to stabilize his cultivation.

Ming Ruoxue had not returned for a long time, and the Yimu Secret Realm was postponed several times. It wasn't until seven days ago that this ice fairy returned to the workshop. After resting for five days, she set off to prepare for the opening of the secret realm and officially set the trial time.

"Uncle Luo, Sister Miaoyun said we can set off for the Yimu Sect ruins now."

On the bed, Qiu Yun slowly condensed her soul. Since the dual cultivation, she had been calling Li Miaoyun her sister. Although her words occasionally revealed a bit of bitterness and sourness, she had accepted her as her sister.

"Okay, Qiuyun, let's work together to save Moxue."

"I will stand with Uncle Luo to the very end!"

Luo Fanchen stood up, casually called out, and the Soul Banner flew through the air and landed in his hand.

He gently shook the soul banner, made a hand seal, and used the human face technique to transform the soul banner into a jade hairpin, which he then inserted diagonally into his hair.

Qiuyun silently wrapped her arms around Uncle Luo's arm, resting her head on his shoulder, quite dependent on him.

"Uncle Luo, you...you won't abandon me, will you?"

"I will always stay with Qiuyun."

Luo Fanchen gave Qiu Yun a light kiss on the forehead. The latter's pretty face flushed slightly, her eyes darted away, and she felt a little more at ease.

She didn't have the same strong possessiveness as her older sister, and she never intended to compete for favor. As long as Uncle Luo had a place for her in his heart, she was content. As for Sister Miaoyun, she could accept her as long as she was beneficial to Uncle Luo.

Of course, my sister will probably have to shed some tears for a while.
"It's okay that Sister Moxue arrived first. Sister Miaoyun is gentle and doesn't like to fight, so she probably can't win against Sister Moxue."

Qiu Yun hesitated silently, believing that Uncle Luo would definitely be able to save her sister, and was already thinking about how to comfort her.

"Junior Brother Han Chong, what's wrong? You look so worried."

“Senior brother, I have been feeling uneasy these past few days. I have consulted fortune tellers and divination sticks, but they have all been very unlucky. I am afraid that this trip to the secret realm will bring misfortune.”

At the same time, cultivators from the four sects were already waiting outside the ruins of the Yimu Sect. Han Chong and Han Yuan were serving outside Liu Xia's carriage. The former had a furrowed brow and paced back and forth, looking rather timid before the battle even began.

"Senior brother, may we abandon this secret realm?"

“Heh, junior brother, with such an opportunity before us, how could we, fellow disciples, be willing to give it up? Moreover, Lady Liu Xia has high hopes for our journey to the secret realm. If anything goes wrong, our good days may be over.”

Han Yuan sighed softly, patted Han Chong's shoulder lightly, and encouraged him, "Junior Brother and Ma Fei have already broken through to the eighth level of Qi Refining. With Senior Brother Kui Shan in charge, the two sects only have Qing Beixuan at the eighth level."

"We will surely annihilate the cultivators of both sects!"

"There's still one person I'm worried about, Luo Fanchen."

Han Chong paced back and forth, covering his face and sighing deeply. Since returning from Hou Tu Ge, he had never paid any attention to Ma Fei, and he felt disgusted by the matter.

He had witnessed Luo Fanchen's prowess and truly didn't want to offend him, but now it was too late to say anything.

"Him? He's only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and hasn't even opened his Qi Sea yet. No matter how great his abilities are, does he deserve to compete with us?"

"I hope so. After I enter the secret realm, I will bring two teams of elite disciples to keep a close eye on his movements and try to limit and severely injure him."

Han Chong was agitated. Even though he had broken through to the eighth level of Qi Refining, he still wasn't very confident in defeating Luo Fanchen.

"Two teams? Junior brother is being a bit too cautious, but it's fine, we have enough to wipe out those fools from both sects."

Han Yuan nodded in agreement. The two teams of disciples, numbering about thirty, were enough to take down a celestial city.

On the other side, inside the luxurious and elegant cloud horse carriage, Liu Xia's face was deathly pale, her eyes fixed on the spirit puppet in front of her with hatred.

"Ming Ruoxue, you still dare to come see me?"

"You should call me senior sister."

The spirit puppet looked down at you with indifferent eyes. Its voice was slow and calm as it said, "You brought this on yourself and have no one else to blame. I will be sending forty demonic cultivators from the Heart Demon Temple into the Yi Wood Secret Realm this time."

"Are you crazy?"

Liu Xia was quite taken aback and looked at the spirit puppet in disbelief.

The demonic cultivators are cunning; with forty demonic cultivators, the trial disciples will likely suffer heavy losses.

“The disciples of this sect have been neglecting their cultivation in recent years, and the sect rules have become corrupt. They are no longer of great use and should be given severe treatment.”

"They should have been the mainstay in resisting the Demonic Sect. If the six sects couldn't even wipe out forty exhausted demonic cultivators, then there was no need for the trial."

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Liu Xia frowned, and after thinking for a moment, she also somewhat agreed with Ming Ruoxue's ideas.

The disciples of the sect enjoy the offerings of independent cultivators and have no shortage of spiritual veins and cultivation techniques. In recent years, the demonic cultivators of Bodhi Academy have frequently caused trouble, and a great battle may be imminent. It is indeed necessary to train them well and revitalize their fighting strength.

However, this would mean reserving combat power to deal with the demonic cultivators, and it would be difficult to severely injure the disciples of the two sects.

“Okay, but how can we guarantee the safety of independent cultivators? They have no obligation to resist the demonic sect.”

"I will issue the token myself to ensure their safety."

"In that case, fine, I agree."

After a moment's consideration, Liu Xia nodded slightly. She and Ming Ruoxue shared the same opinion on the collective interests of Luoshen Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)