My Optimized Immortal Life

Akiba Island.

Chen Qing's departure did not bring any changes to this place that had existed for hundreds of years, and people continued to live their previous lives.

Farming, sowing, trading...it seems that this is how people live in this world.

It has nothing to do with right or wrong; everything is deeply rooted in the teachings passed down from generation to generation.

As for the Liuguang Pavilion on Qiuye Island, it closed its doors after Chen Qing left, and its lights disappeared from the memories of the surrounding neighbors.

Early that morning, a sturdy man in plain clothes walked through the crowd and came to Liuguang Pavilion, but found that the door was closed. He frowned and looked around. He saw a familiar hunched figure standing under the eaves on the right side of Liuguang Pavilion.

The burly man in plain clothes immediately stepped forward and patted the figure on the shoulder.

"Is that Mr. Xu?"

The figure trembled suddenly, then slowly turned around. After seeing the big man's face, his originally tense expression relaxed, but the wrinkles on the old face appeared even deeper.

"You are Brother Li Hulin, right? Shopkeeper Jiang asked me to give this to you."

Xu Dong looked around and made sure that no one was looking at them before he took out a full cloth bag from his pocket.

Li Hulin took the bag which was obviously not a storage bag, opened the bag slightly, and saw several stacked paper corners inside.

He opened his mouth but remained silent. After putting the bag away, he spoke slowly.

"Have Manager Jiang left Qiuye Island?"

"It's been almost a month."

As Xu Dong said this, his face showed no sadness or joy, but one could sense a hint of loss from his words.

"Ugh……"

Li Hulin sighed, turned his head to look at the white clouds floating in the sky, and said nothing.

The white clouds in the sky were now dyed yellow by the setting sun, and looked extremely peaceful.

"Goodbye, Mr. Xu."

After a long time, Li Hulin withdrew his gaze, bowed to Xu Dong, and turned to leave.

Xu Dong watched Li Hulin's back gradually disappearing, shook his head, and turned to walk in another direction.

The old friends have left, and they are the only ones who remember the story of Liuguang Pavilion. It’s just that they have lost a fellow drinker and a boss who is considerate and caring.

Linghua Island.

This island is the center of the three islands. In addition to having a medium-sized primary spiritual vein, its area is more than five times that of the other two islands.

Otherwise, why would a Jindan cultivator be interested in this island?

In the center of the island, on top of the Pear Blossom Pavilion.

A handsome young man wearing a plain robe and with a small beard was sitting upright on a cushion.

The man's aura was extremely restrained, and even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator tried to investigate, it would be like falling into the ocean and difficult to guess. And in Linghua Island, there was only one person whose depth could not be guessed by even a Foundation Establishment cultivator. The identity of this person was naturally obvious. He was the leader of the Three Islands Alliance, the backbone of the Qiubo Lake cultivators, and the Jindan stage cultivator Linghua Zhenren.

In front of him was a small square table with two bowls of spiritual tea placed on it, one in front of the man and one on the empty opposite table.

"Fellow Daoist, I wonder what you have thought about this."

At some point, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Linghua Zhenren, his whole body shrouded in a layer of darkness, making it difficult to see clearly. Moreover, this person's aura was not inferior to Linghua Zhenren, and he was obviously also a Jindan Zhenren.

The man sat down without saying a word. Instead, he picked up the bowl of spiritual tea and took a sip.

"Fellow Daoist Xue Lingzi's blood escape technique has become increasingly sophisticated in recent years. Even with my divine sense, I can only barely detect a trace of it..."

Master Linghua took a sip of the spiritual tea slowly and calmly.

The figure known as Xue Lingzi now dispersed the black veil that covered his body, revealing his figure as a middle-aged man wearing a blood-stained robe with a few wisps of blood wrapped around his face.

He looked at Master Linghua and suddenly sneered.

"Linghua, although your Three Islands Alliance has been operating for a long time, it's not as solid as a rock. Under the pressure of the two demonic sects, even the Tianyuan Sect can hardly protect itself and has to rely on the Righteous Alliance to barely maintain the situation. You neither join the Righteous Alliance nor my Holy Church... what should I do?"

After Xue Lingzi finished speaking, the air around him suddenly turned cold.

It was unbelievable that the sects invading the Song Kingdom's world of immortal cultivation were not just the Red Blood Sect, but two. No wonder even a hegemon like the Tianyuan Sect had to establish an alliance of righteousness to maintain the situation. Judging from what Xue Lingzi said, it seemed that True Man Linghua and the high-ranking officials of the Jindan sects all knew about this, while the majority of independent cultivators were still kept in the dark, thinking that the Red Blood Sect was the only enemy.

This is also the cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals.

After listening to Xue Lingzi's words, Master Linghua did not say anything, but looked up at the sky, his eyes seemed to be filled with reminiscence.

"After half a year of wandering as a cultivator, I finally reached the foundation-building stage. A hundred years later, I condensed the golden elixir. At that time, I was full of arrogance and self-importance. I didn't expect that after settling in Qiubo Lake for thirty years, the world of immortal cultivators would forget my former glory. However, it doesn't matter."

As Linghua Zhenren finished speaking, an extremely terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly burst out from him, surrounding the center of Linghua Island and turning it into a cage.

Xue Lingzi, who was sitting opposite him, immediately changed his expression and was extremely shocked.

"Perfect Danjie? How is that possible! Three years ago..."

Under the spiritual pressure of the perfect Jindan level, even if Xue Lingzi displayed all his cultivation of the early Jindan stage, he was still unable to resist. His spiritual sense was frantically warning the person in front of him of danger.

Xue Lingzi really didn't expect that this Linghua Zhenren would hide so deeply. He had obviously achieved the perfection of Jindan and was second only to others in the Song Kingdom's cultivation world, but he was willing to hide in this small Qiubo Lake. This showed that this person had deeper intentions that had not yet been revealed.

At this time, Master Linghua blocked this place, obviously wanting to keep him.

Xue Lingzi gritted his teeth and mobilized the magic power and blood in his body. A wisp of strange blood suddenly floated out from between his eyebrows and turned into nothingness in an instant.

This is the alien spirit blood that Xue Lingzi spent more than ten years to refine. It is his trump card. He originally wanted to use it as a trump card when the demons officially invaded in a few years, but he didn't expect that it would be forced out by Master Linghua today.

After the alien spirit's blood and energy were annihilated, the aura on Xue Lingzi's body also surged, and he suddenly reached the middle stage of Jindan.

With this surge of magic power, Xue Lingzi broke the magic blockade of Linghua Zhenren in one fell swoop.

Then he immediately turned into a streak of blood light and arrived at the edge of Linghua Island in just a few breaths.

However, the countless array patterns revealed in the void at the edge of Linghua Island had already shown that Master Linghua had made sufficient preparations to keep his Xue Lingzi here.

"Third-level formation!"

Feeling the astonishing aura emanating from the formation patterns in the surrounding void, Xue Lingzi's face now looked extremely ugly.

There is a third-level formation blockade. Unless he can take out a third-level formation-breaking talisman, he will not be able to leave Linghua Island today.

And behind Xue Lingzi, a beam of light arrived here slowly. It was Linghua Zhenren.

Xue Lingzi turned around, looked at Linghua Zhenren who had a calm expression, and suddenly spoke.

"Linghua, I have no grudge against you. I can also swear a heart demon oath for what happened today. I wonder if you can let me go."

Hearing Xue Lingzi's plea for mercy, Master Linghua just shook his head silently without saying a word, obviously not intending to let him go.

"In that case!"

Upon seeing this, Xue Lingzi's face suddenly turned ruthless, and bright red blood flames burned all over his body. He rushed straight towards Master Linghua.

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