Evil Dao Xiuxian: I can giantize elixirs and exotic beasts

"I have met your request, and I hope you can meet mine as well."

The red mist figure had an ancient bronze mirror in his hand, with complex golden runes flowing on the back of it. Looking closely, it was similar to the Guantian Realm on Wujia Mountain, but it looked mysterious and advanced.

"Do you hate Gao Jingxuan?" The figure in red mist pointed the bronze mirror at Du Ming and asked meaningfully.

"Well?"

Du Ming's pupils contracted sharply when he heard the name Gao Jingxuan. He then suppressed the strange expression on his face and pretended to be puzzled, saying, "Senior, you obviously know the connection between my Du family and Fengling Palace's law enforcement elder Gao Jingxuan. My Du family ancestor was indeed the son that Gao Jingxuan abandoned."

"If their mother and son had a normal relationship, my Du family wouldn't be in such a state right now, and I wouldn't be the only one who entered the Immortal Gate."

"Of course I want my family to be strong, so as a member of the Du family, I will also enjoy unlimited glory. If this is the case, I do blame Gao Jingxuan, but that kind of immortal figure would never care about us, and we dare not aspire to be so high."

"Two hundred years have passed since the events of my Du family's ancestors, more than ten generations apart. I know these secrets because I am the clan leader's son and the only one in my family with spiritual roots to embark on the path to immortality."

"It's been so long since it happened, and for us descendants, it's no longer possible to say whether we hate it or not. We just listen to it as a family legend."

"If you want to know more about what happened back then, I can offer you the family tree that only my father and I can read. It was written down by our ancestor of the Du family."

Du Ming was respectful, and his originally nervous expression gradually calmed down. After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and gently flicked the storage bag on his waist, and took out a large, ancient, yellowed book.

On the outermost layer of hardened animal skin paper, the four characters "Du Family Genealogy" were clearly written.

"Kekeke..."

After listening to Du Ming's story, the figure in the red mist laughed uncontrollably. After a while, he paused and said, "You don't seem to understand what I mean. Let me ask again."

"Du Ming, do you hate your mother...Gao Jingxuan?!"

Du Ming, who had been staring at the red mist in front of him in confusion, paled in shock. It took him a moment to react, and he feigned composure as he replied, "Senior, you must be mistaken. I'm just a descendant of yours, more than a dozen generations removed. My bloodline is so diluted that I'm no different from a stranger."

"What's more, my Du family's ancestor was just an ordinary mortal. He had no spiritual roots and could not practice cultivation. How could he have lived for more than two hundred years? In fact, my Du family's ancestor died of illness at the age of thirty-seven."

"In the past two hundred years, my Du family has only produced someone like me who possesses spiritual roots."

"Senior, you may kill or shave me as you please, but please do not insult the ancestors of our Du family!"

Du Ming gritted his teeth and stood up, looking angry and dissatisfied with the red mist figure's insult to the Du family's ancestors.

Qian Xuefei, who was standing next to him, had a calm expression on her face, but her eyes widened when the red mist figure said the words "your mother Gao Jingxuan".

Compared to Du Ming, Qian Xuefei naturally tended to believe the red mist figure, and she had been staring at Du Ming's expression, which made her believe this absurd and incredible thing even more.

"You must be feeling resentful! Resentful that she abandoned you, resentful that she transferred her hatred for the unfaithful man onto you!"

The red mist figure's voice was charming, but to Du Ming's ears it sounded like the sharp edge of a knife in the cold winter, and a bewitching, crazy demonic sound.

"You really are unwilling to accept this!"

"You obviously did nothing wrong. It was obviously she who brought you into this world. You obviously love her so much..."

"You want to walk up to her and ask her loudly, why? Why are you so heartless? Why did you abandon you so cruelly?"

"But as a mere mortal, how can you possibly meet the true disciples of a great immortal sect? Standing at the foot of a towering mountain, feeling helpless and dejected, is your fate."

"But one day, you obtained an incomplete soul-transporting method. Having spent a long time in the market under the jurisdiction of the immortal sect, you have gained considerable experience. You made a crazy decision: to possess another soul! To possess someone with spiritual roots."

"After you gathered the materials for possessing another body, you returned to the mortal world to establish your family. You used the soul-sucking technique to fake your death and hide. Nearly two hundred years passed in a flash. Just when you could no longer hold on and were about to die, someone with spiritual roots who was a perfect match for you was finally born into the family."

The devil's sound is piercing and terrifying.

"enough!"

Du Ming suddenly roared at the red mist figure with a ferocious expression, and then asked loudly with red eyes: "What exactly are you going to do? How do you know all this? Did you use soul-searching magic on me just now?"

Du Ming tacitly agreed with the red mist figure's words. The other party even roughly described his mental journey, so there was no need for him to continue pretending to be stupid.

But he really couldn't figure it out, because he didn't feel like he had just experienced a soul search, not to mention that the soul search only obtained fragmented memory images, and would never know his clear thoughts.

"brute!"

"To survive, he actually took over the bodies of his own descendants. He's worse than pigs and dogs!"

Qian Xuefei's chest rose and fell slightly. After listening to the story told by the red mist figure, she found it difficult to calm down. Coupled with her original hatred for Du Ming, she had never hated someone so much.

"From your perspective, you naturally won't empathize with me."

Du Ming turned to look at Qian Xuefei with a gloomy expression. After a pause, he spoke softly, "My possession of another's body wasn't smooth, but fortunately, the incomplete soul-transferring technique recorded a very secret event: a special immortal sect that perished thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Soul Sect."

"Based on the limited information provided above, it took me a long time to find the last remnant of the Tianhun Sect, which is your Qian family."

"I obtained the Heavenly Soul Pill from your Qian family, and combined it with the soul-transferring technique from the same lineage, I finally completed the process of possessing another body. I now have a younger body with spiritual roots!"

When Du Ming said this, he looked down at his young hands with an indifferent look.

"You, a demon, killed 137 members of my Qian family and even took over the bodies of your own descendants. You are completely devoid of humanity!"

"Go to hell!"

Qian Xuefei could no longer bear being dominated by hatred and anger. She tapped her storage bag and took out her magic weapon, the Moon Shadow Sword. She raised her hand and stabbed it towards Du Ming's heart.

Ding!

The next moment, something astonishing happened. The red mist figure actually blocked Qian Xuefei's attack and said calmly, "Du Ming can't die yet. Go chase after those members of the Du family who escaped first."

Qian Xuefei gritted her teeth and hesitated for a moment. Finally, she looked at Du Ming hatefully, then stepped on the Moon Shadow Sword and quickly soared into the sky.

She couldn't disobey the red mist figure, especially since this was the plan they had just discussed through telepathy.

"Senior, are you going to break your promise?"

Du Ming's face turned pale when he saw this. He really didn't expect that such a powerful person would go back on his word.

"Hehehe... I'm sorry I'm a disloyal demonic cultivator!"

The red mist figure didn't care about Du Ming's words at all. As he spoke, the red mist surrounding him quickly transformed into a sinister and evil black mist, which made people feel a chill down their spines.

At the same time, the ancient bronze mirror in his hand flashed and emitted a powerful spiritual pressure. If there were any high-level cultivators who knew the value of it present, they would be surprised to find that this was actually a magic weapon.

The most important thing was that along with the vibration of the ancient magic mirror, the scene of the conversation between the three people just now appeared one after another in the air above all the immortal cultivation markets in Luyang County.

At this moment, all the cultivators staying in the market town of Luyang County were looking at the scene in the sky with strange expressions.

Especially the Jiayisanjiu Mine.

Fang Jingyi and a group of mine stewards stood respectfully in the middle of the white jade square. In front of them were two figures standing side by side.

A man wearing a brown collared shirt, with white hair and a youthful face, his name is Wang Anming. He is the elder of the Pihai Realm of Fengling Palace and the master of the true disciple Meng Langyi.

The other one was dressed in a cloud-like dress that trailed on the ground, looking elegant and graceful. Her name was Gao Jingxuan, and she was the law enforcement elder of Fengling Palace, as well as the protagonist of the illusory scene in the sky.