Xiuxian Work Log

In the illusion, the water dragon was still lying on the formation, and the eyelashes of the young man sitting on the spirit bed trembled slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Feeling the water dragon's restless breath and the loose formation, He San opened his eyes and looked at the water dragon on the formation, his voice relaxed with a smile.

"I originally thought we'd have to stay here for a few more months before we could escape. I didn't expect your strength to be gradually weakening. Is it because something happened to the Water God, who is closely related to you?"

"It seems she is seriously injured."

In the world of immortal cultivation, becoming a river god requires the approval of the water god in order to manage a region's water system. One's own cultivation is also influenced by the water god. Generally speaking, the stronger the water god, the greater the river god's abilities.

If a river god has the scales of a water god on his body, he will gain more cultivation. Similarly, if a water god is seriously injured, the impact on the river god will be even greater.

He San had originally been reluctant to leave so early due to the potential trouble. Although the River God's cultivation wasn't above his own, his natal magical weapon was quite special. He couldn't directly shatter the formation like a Jindan-level sword cultivator like him. Furthermore, the River God possessed the Protective Heart Scale of the local water god, and his cultivation level was even lower than his. He hadn't considered engaging in a head-on confrontation.

That’s right! It’s Hu Xinlin!

He was certain that the River God possessed the most precious Heart-Protecting Scale of the Mermaid Clan. She had only cultivated for a few decades to reach the Golden Core stage, and without top-tier cultivation resources and gifted spiritual veins, she definitely wouldn't have been able to reach such a level!

Only the Heart Guarding Lin, which has gathered the essence, blood and spiritual power of the mermaids, can transfer part of its master's spiritual energy to the person who holds the Heart Guarding Lin.

So under what circumstances will Hu Xinlin's spiritual power decrease?

The master must be extremely weak and can't even maintain his human form. Something big must have happened to Lan Tang!

Cui lay quietly on the formation, maintaining the formation that was constantly being destroyed by Amu, but her spiritual power was becoming increasingly insufficient.

This place is originally an illusion, and the spiritual power is also the spiritual energy content of Qingjing Town, and it cannot be replenished continuously.

Before leaving Qingjing Town, Lan Tang did not say goodbye to her. She left in a hurry and weakly, with her blood constantly flowing on the ground. Cui didn't dare to imagine what she had suffered.

Was Fu Lixu's spell really that powerful? It could actually turn Lan Tang, who she thought was omnipotent, into such a miserable state?

Ever since Lan Tang was injured, Cui has been concerned about Lan Tang's condition all the time, but Lan Tang never told her the real situation. She could only stay with He San while anxiously waiting for news from Lan Tang.

After leaving Qingjing Town, where did she go?

Did he return to the Rain Tomb Forest to recuperate? Or did he go to the Qingyin Sect to find that woman? Would that woman save Lan Tang? Would Lan Tang be okay?

Cui was anxious but couldn't show it. Amu's strength was getting stronger and stronger. Cui realized that his strength had increased to more than a hundred times of before. It wasn't a sudden increase, but a little bit with each shovel, accumulated over tens of thousands of times!

In other words, within three days, her formation will be broken.

She didn't know what her master's situation was, nor did she know whether Qingjing Town would be destroyed by Lan Tang's enemies. Things didn't give her any time to think at all.

Moreover, because Lan Tang was seriously injured, she could only exert the power of the ninth level of foundation building, and could not trap He San at all!

The woman's voice was heavy.

"A deal?"

He San became interested, "What deal?"

Cui: "I can let you out, but you have to agree to one condition."

He San raised his eyebrows, "What conditions?"

Cui: "I swear an oath to my demons that I will not harm anyone in Qingjing Town after I leave. Otherwise, I will be struck by lightning and my soul will be destroyed!"

"What if I don't see them getting crushed to death?" He San frowned. "I wouldn't want to kill a mortal, but mortals are as fragile as ants. How can I guarantee I won't hurt them?"

"Even a cultivator can't always pay attention to the ants at his feet. Which cultivator today hasn't had his hands stained with the blood and flesh of mortals?"

Making mortals work as hard labor slaves, occupying areas with abundant spiritual energy, enjoying the offerings of mortals for generations, and then picking out a few gifted mortals from among them to assimilate, aren't these the principles and practices of these immortal cultivation sects and clans?

Cui sneered, "That's why Heaven will punish immortal cultivators who kill mortals and send them on the path of fire. Immortal cultivators can't just take all the benefits while mortals suffer all the hardships."

"There's no such thing as having it all in this world, and there's no need for you to pretend to be nice to me. You know, without mortals, there would be no immortal cultivators, let alone an immortal cultivation world!"

He San smiled. "This sister has such a bad temper. I haven't killed a single mortal yet. Even if there is a rule of Heaven, what can it do? If you really want to kill a mortal, there's no need for a cultivator to do it himself."

"Sister, you still don't understand the filthiness of the world of immortal cultivation. Not to mention the mortals, who among the immortal cultivators of lower status could escape torture?"

"In the world of immortal cultivation, there is no example of killing immortal cultivators who have gone astray."

Cui Huan transformed into a human form, and her sparkling eyes looked straight at He San.

"Do you agree or not?!"

"Sister, are you anxious?" He San put away the coffin and other furniture and said slowly, "Did something happen outside? Let me think... Lan Tang should have left Qingjing Town. Has Hua Cixi or Hua Xiangrong returned?"

Cui looked at He San, her face calm, but inside she was surging with anger.

"You don't seem worried at all about whether they'll escape."

He San smiled, “But you are in a hurry.”

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The young monk threw Yang Zishen against the wall with an expressionless look. The once familiar room had become a mess. The vase on the table fell to the ground, and the evergreen leaves inside made the room look even brighter.

Hua Xiangrong was stunned when she saw the green.

Lan'an attacked from the side, but Hua Xiangrong quickly came to her senses and blocked it with Mingyue.

Yang Zishen couldn't withstand Hua Xiangrong's sudden surge of spiritual power, and was defeated repeatedly, bumping into the door.

Fortunately, when he found that Hua Xiangrong was in trouble, he used an intermediate defense formation to protect the house from harm.

Otherwise, by the time Lin Qingyue came back, this place would have been razed to the ground. The barrier set up by the living Buddha outside had been shattered by his master with one foot.

He couldn't let Hua Xiangrong destroy this place! There were other mortals out there who were powerless!

Although he didn't know why Hua Xiangrong became like this this time, as soon as he woke up, he reached into his heart and tried to snatch the Qingjing away.

If it weren't for Lan'an, he would have been killed by Hua Xiangrong and the Qingjing would have been snatched away!

No matter how he communicated with him afterwards, it was of no avail. Hua Xiangrong was like an emotionless puppet, and everything she did was for Qing Jing.

Seeing Hua Xiangrong trying to leave, Yang Zishen started fighting with him. Not surprisingly, he bumped into the wall again and spat out blood.

This time he never got up again. He could only pray in his heart that Lin Qingyue would find Lan Tang as soon as possible and hand the Qingjing to Lan Tang so that he could feel at ease.

But what he didn't know was that Lan Tang disappeared after he left Wen's house.