Junior Uncle is too cunning.

Ao Ling wanted to turn around and leave, but it was too late.

"You think you can just kill my people and leave? Do you think you can take this old Taoist priest for granted?"

Xuan Fuzi looked coldly at Ao Ling. He hadn't expected the Dragon Clan to be so arrogant and treacherous. Their previous attempts to refuse and back down were just for show. It was a pity that the human youth from earlier was so resolute.

Ao Ling recognized Xuan Fuzi, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips. He really wanted to swear to God that he hadn't killed anyone, but judging from Xuan Fuzi's expression, he knew he was destined to take the blame.

Ao Ling admitted defeat, and the people behind him dared not say a word in front of Xuan Fuzi, a Golden Immortal, and were obediently escorted back to the human race.

……

Four or five days later, a pig's head quietly emerged from the calm water. It looked around for a moment, then quietly went back inside. Half a day later, it climbed out again, carrying a figure on its back, and quickly left.

"Phew~" After Zhu Wu put Chen Fusheng down, he took out his wine gourd and gave him a big gulp, then sat quietly and waited.

At this moment, Chen Fusheng's condition looked quite bad. He was lying on the spot like a corpse, with no body temperature and no heartbeat. Zhu Wuneng was not worried, but just occasionally poured him a mouthful of "Wuliangye".

Half a month passed in a flash, and the corpse finally reacted. Its heartbeat began to recover, and its face turned slightly red due to the blood supply from its heart. Its ring finger twitched, and it slowly opened its eyes. It glanced at Zhu Wuneng, its worry subsided, and then closed its eyes again.

"You're finally awake? This was far too risky, boss. Next time something like this happens, could you please discuss it with me first? Or maybe we could terminate the contract before you take the risk, okay? My dear sir..."

Zhu Wuneng looked at Chen Fusheng, whose face was getting redder and redder, and was a little curious. This should not be the Chen Fusheng he knew. He couldn't stand it at such a small amount. It was not in line with his character!

Could it be that she was possessed while he was away?

"Boss, Chen Fu..."

Chen Fusheng sat up abruptly, his face flushed, his eyes blazing, and his black hair steaming. He looked at Zhu Wuneng with some hostility and asked, "How much wine did you give me?"

"About five or six bottles a day. You were unconscious for half a month and drank half of my gourd of wine. I was just about to tell you about this. At least you have a conscience. No need for thanks. Just fill my gourd when you get back," Zhu Wuneng said after thinking for a moment. He didn't expect Chen Fusheng to be so considerate. He was just thinking about how to phrase it properly!

"Half a gourd?"

Chen Fusheng suppressed the urge to hit him. He knew that Zhu Wuneng's liquor was no ordinary Wuliangye. In order to make him drink less, Chen Fusheng had specially purified his liquor, which contained a very strong spiritual energy.

He quickly took out a defensive array and a maze from his storage ring, took out all the spirit stones in his hand, thought for a moment, then took out ten immortal stones and said to Zhu Wuneng with some concern, "Guard this for me, don't let anyone in," and then closed his eyes.

His aura surged up instantly, from early-stage Celestial Immortal to mid-stage Celestial Immortal, then to early-stage True Immortal, then to perfect True Immortal, and finally to peak True Immortal. His body hovered in mid-air, his hands constantly forming hand seals.

Looking at Chen Fusheng, who was exuding an aura of authority, Zhu Wuneng was a little confused. He only realized what was going on after hearing his words, "Is he getting a promotion?"

He quickly activated the defensive formation and maze, sealing off the surroundings. Still feeling uneasy, he went out and walked around for a while before returning. He sat obediently next to Chen Fusheng, looking at him with a mixture of joy and envy.

The cave fell silent, with the occasional sound of spirit stones shattering. The spirit stones slid down rapidly as if seen with the naked eye, but Chen Fusheng's aura grew stronger and stronger.

……

Ling Yu sat expressionlessly on the futon, watching the commotion in the hall. He was thinking about the news his eldest disciple had just sent: his youngest disciple, Chen Fusheng, had disappeared for several years, and his vital signs had recently disappeared. If it weren't for the fact that their luck was connected, allowing him to find out that Chen Fusheng was still alive, he probably would have already found an excuse to leave this farce behind and go out to find his disciple.

"Fellow Daoist Lingyu, what do you think?"

A fat, big-eared Taoist priest peeked out from beside Ling Yu and asked with a grin.

"Fellow Daoist is joking. My opinion is not important. I will follow the orders of the three leaders of the Dao Alliance and do whatever they say," Ling Yu replied with a forced smile and a glance at the Daoist.

The Taoist wasn't embarrassed. He laughed and nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, yes, our opinions are not important. It seems I need to learn more from Fellow Daoist Lingyu."

Lingyu Zhenren politely declined and then closed his eyes. Ever since the young patriarch of the White Dragon Clan, Ao Ling, assassinated a human genius half a month ago and was caught red-handed by Xuan Fuzi, the situation, which had just eased, suddenly became tense again.

The True Immortals and Profound Immortals responsible for guarding the human trials all took action, advancing more than 10,000 miles a day. In half a month, they had already entered the Inner Sea. The sea races also joined the fight, and even the three dragon tribes of Azure Dragon, Black Dragon, and Red Dragon entered the water. The flames of war quickly spread throughout the entire East Sea, and the two sides fought fiercely, with deaths occurring constantly.

A few days ago, even the Golden Immortal of the Three Immortal Cave took action, directly killing three Mysterious Immortal True Dragons. This then lured out the Dragon Clan experts, and the two sides fought at sea for three days and two nights, ending with the Dragon Clan Golden Immortal being killed on the spot.

The Dragon Clan directly backed down, which led to the wrangling these past few days. There were quite a few humans like the Fat-Headed, Big-Eared Taoist who came to spy, their motives unknown. True Man Lingyu didn't bother with them; he just wanted to stay quietly and hoped the conference would end soon so he could go find his disciple. "Sigh, I wonder if Dao Lin has found Fusheng yet?"

The sea surface remained calm, and the bottom of the cave remained calm as well. Only Zhu Wu could occasionally take a sip and look at Chen Fusheng.

Her once flushed face had returned to calm, and she sat quietly cross-legged on the spot, surrounded by a thick layer of dust. The mound-like spirit stones that had been there were gone, leaving only three of the five immortal stones, which looked somewhat dull and lifeless.

"They're here!" Zhu Wuneng's golden eyes flashed, and he quickly hid the wine gourd. He rapidly channeled his magic power into the formation, causing ripples to constantly spread across the formation walls, which had already been activated to their maximum extent.

The usually quiet Chen Fu suddenly became active. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he shouted "Break!" He grabbed three immortal stones in his hand, and they turned to ashes one by one in no time.

Having probably eaten his fill, a loud "boom" was heard, and Chen Fusheng's body emitted a loud bang. His True Immortal Perfection realm surged rapidly upwards, clearly indicating that the bottleneck had been broken. He progressed to Profound Immortal, Early Profound Immortal, and then to the peak of the Early Profound Immortal realm. The upward momentum stagnated for a while before finally stopping.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, opened his eyes, and glanced at Zhu Wuneng with a wry smile. This sudden breakthrough had completely disrupted Chen Fusheng's plans.

He and Zhu Wu had been chased by Ao Ling and the others for so long that their bodies were completely exhausted, and their primordial spirits were also injured. In addition, in order to trick Ao Ling and the others, he pulled the pin on three grenades at once. Although he was prepared, he was still seriously injured. Three mid-grade spiritual robes were directly destroyed. If it weren't for the purple robe blocking most of the damage, he might have become the first immortal in the prehistoric world to die at his own hands. Even so, his physical body was also covered with wounds.

Fortunately, the plan succeeded. Not only did it confuse Ao Ling and the others, but even Xuan Fuzi believed it and did not conduct a thorough search. This allowed Chen Fusheng, who was hiding at the bottom of the sea and using the technique of feigning death, to escape. Not only did he shake off the dragon clan's pursuit, but he also had his alternate account deleted and his main account escaped being implicated.

Moreover, with the help of Zhu Wuneng's half-gourd of nearly several hundred kilograms of Wuliangye liquor, Chen Fusheng's sealed realm was completely broken, and he could no longer suppress it, breaking through to the Xuanxian realm.

It was somewhat by accident that the internal injuries, which would normally require a long recovery period, were healed all at once thanks to the breakthrough.

"You've broken through?" Zhu Wu asked with certainty.

"Ah."

"That's good. Quickly give me some immortal stones and Wuliangye liquor, I also need to go into seclusion."

"Hmm? You're also aiming for a breakthrough?"

"That's about right. Hurry up and bring it here. Don't miss this opportunity. I've already held back for several seconds because of you."

Chen Fusheng remained silent, filled Zhu Wuneng's wine gourd for him, gave him the remaining immortal stones in his hand, and then slowly sat down.

Looking at Zhu Wuneng, who was lying asleep on the ground, I had a feeling that his talk of a breakthrough was just a ploy to get me drunk.

He closed his eyes and realized that the Xuanxian Realm was indeed powerful. He felt that he could now fight a hundred of his former selves. His magic power and physical body had increased significantly, especially his physical body. Since breaking through to the upper grade last time, there had been no progress. He didn't expect to improve a lot this time. If he was in the early stage of the upper grade before, he had now suddenly risen to the peak of the middle stage.

My primordial spirit power has also doubled. When I get back, I can try to refine some innate spiritual treasures. Maybe I can break through to the realm of a weapon refiner master. Setting up the Seven Star Array should be much easier in the future.

Next time I encounter Ao Ling, I won't be as embarrassed as last time. Even if I can't defeat him, I should be able to escape unscathed.

Overall, the benefits of this breakthrough outweigh the drawbacks, and the chances of survival have been significantly improved.

Looking at the sea monster and the several precious dragon corpses in his storage ring, Chen Fusheng realized that he had been sitting idle for three years but had been eating for three. However, he fell into deep thought about their intended use...