Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

"Qianhe!!! You bastard! Shameful! Hateful! Deserve to die!" Saint Xuanyuan shouted angrily, with black lines covering her fair forehead. She wished she could slap Gu Chi to death with one slap. This was the first time she had lost her composure like this.

She knew that what Gu Chi said was purely to disgust her, but psychologically, she was indeed disgusted. She felt a great disgust towards this body and felt it was extremely dirty.

The next moment, she made Gu Chi shut up, unable to make any sound, and took over the body completely.

Afterwards, she began to plan, hiding her true body and faking traces of battle in this cave and the surrounding mountains.

"Even with his magic power sealed, he was still able to cause such serious damage in a fight. Isn't that too much?" Saint Xuanyuan frowned and whispered, then she re-arranged the traces of the battlefield.

Three days later, a graceful woman descended upon the snowy region. She was tall and slender, with alluring curves, and had aqua-blue hair. Her eyes shone with light, like a dazzling galaxy, making one feel as if they were about to sink into it at a glance.

From a distance, she was so beautiful that she looked like she had walked out of a painting. There was no flaw in her figure or appearance. Every move she made was captivating. She was none other than Princess Shili's Taoist body - Ying Mengli.

There were two figures on both sides of her. One had a strong figure, a face as sharp as a knife, and a full beard, looking like a ferocious monster. He was none other than Wu Qian, the descendant of Wu Chongming, the eleventh biggest thief in the north.

As for the other person, it was naturally Murong Zhixiu.

He was worried that something might happen to Gu Chi, so he took Wu Qian and left the Snow Region that day to seek help from Ying Mengli.

After Wu Qian regained consciousness and recovered from his injuries, the three of them rushed back immediately.

"This is it." Murong Zhixiu said.

"Then get ready to fight!" Wu Qian directly summoned his own natal warrior, worried that something might happen to Gu Chi if he fell into the hands of Saint Xuanyuan.

"Don't worry." Ying Mengli said calmly, "Qianhe should be safe now. The Saintess of Xuanyuan Immortal Palace has probably set up a killing trap and wants to use her to lure us into it."

Then, she turned to look at Wu Qian and asked in confusion, "With your strength, even if you can't defeat the Xuanyuan Saint, if you want to escape, she shouldn't be able to catch up, right? How did she capture you?"

Hearing this, Murong Zhixiu also cast a curious look and said, "Yes, big brother, with your strength, it wouldn't be that easy for Jiang Xiyan to capture you alone. How did you fall into her hands?"

Wu Qian was silent for a long while before he spoke helplessly, "I didn't fight with her. On the contrary, you could say she saved my life."

Ying Mengli raised her eyebrows: "What's going on?"

Wu Qian said, "I accidentally entered a restricted area. There lived a tribe of three to four hundred people there. They were all very powerful. It just so happened that the Xuanyuan Saintess broke in at that time."

He was facing the siege of the indigenous people at that time and was seriously injured and dying, but the Holy Lady Xuanyuan brought him out while fleeing.

"She wanted to use me to threaten Sister Qianhe and you, but if she hadn't taken action, I might not have survived from the hands of those indigenous people." Wu Qian said.

Murong Zhixiu curled his lips and muttered in his heart: "I didn't expect that what she said at that time was actually true."

Ying Mengli said, "We are gang members. Since she rescued you, we owe her a favor. However, she has kidnapped Qianhe now. If we want to repay her favor, we have to rescue Qianhe first."

"You two wait here, I'll go and meet the Holy Lady of Xuanyuan Immortal Palace." Ying Mengli said.

"Don't try to be so arrogant, let's go together."

Murong Zhixiu and Wu Qian were both worried about letting her deal with the Holy Maiden Xuanyuan alone.

"No need. If a fight breaks out later, I might accidentally hurt you if you stay beside me." Ying Mengli shook her head. She felt that having Wu Qian and Murong Zhixiu by her side would not be of much help. Instead, it would restrict her from moving freely.

After saying that, she turned into a stream of light and shot up into the sky, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

"We...are we disliked by her?" Murong Zhixiu muttered.

"It would be fine if Princess Shili thinks we are a hindrance, after all, she has already reached a height that we cannot reach. But she is just a Taoist body, no matter how strong she is, how much stronger can she be than us?" Wu Qian felt a little unhappy.

Murong Zhixiu said, "To be honest, she is indeed quite capable. She even said before that as long as the Seventh Lord Yu Huachen hasn't cultivated the Qingmu Dao Seal, she can help us deal with it."

"According to what she meant, as long as the Seventh Generation Lord Yu Huachen hasn't cultivated the Qingmu Dao Seal, she alone can fight the Seventh Generation Lord on equal terms?" Wu Qian showed a look of surprise.

"That's understandable." Murong Zhixiu nodded.

"If a Taoist body is already so absurdly strong, how strong must Princess Shili be in person?" Wu Qian couldn't help but complain in his heart. They were both descendants of great thieves, so why was there such a big gap between them?

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At the same time, Ying Mengli had already arrived above the magnificent mountain range. On every peak grew exotic flowers, plants and spiritual fruits, which were gorgeous and colorful, and the scenery was magnificent.

She looked at the traces of battle in the mountains and frowned slightly. Could it be that Qianhe had escaped?

"boom!"

There were waves of battle coming from deep in the mountains.

Ying Mengli didn't think much about it and followed the sound.

Soon, she saw Gu Chi and Xuanyuan Saint in a hidden cave. Both of them were seriously injured and were confronting each other with weapons in their hands.

Gu Chi was hit by the Immortal Sealing Powder, and his magic power could not be circulated. He was also subject to eighty-five layers of restrictions by the Holy Maiden Xuanyuan. He was no match for the opponent at all. He was badly injured at this time, and his clothes were soaked in blood and stained red, and were on the verge of falling apart.

"Mengli? Why are you here? Where are Murong Zhixiu, Wu Qian and the others?"

Looking at Ying Mengli who suddenly arrived, Gu Chi was a little surprised.

"Let's not talk about this for now. You came at the right time. I'll leave the rest to you." Gu Chi limped back behind Ying Mengli, then sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, looking like he might fall unconscious at any moment.

Ying Mengli stared at the Xuanyuan Saintess in the field, walked forward step by step, and said, "Everyone says that the current Saintess of Xuanyuan Immortal Palace is so holy and untainted by the mundane world. Seeing her today, I can see that her reputation is indeed well-deserved."

The expression on Saint Xuanyuan's face was extremely ugly. She glanced at Ying Mengli, then set her gaze on Gu Chi, her eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.

"Chizuru, you're lucky this time!"

She turned and left, casting a boundary-breaking talisman, tearing the void apart, and disappeared from sight in an instant.