How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

"Tsk tsk, this little fairy is really fond of you, she even passed on the Wine Immortal Sword Technique to you. Even if you don't have the Wine Immortal Body, you can still unleash seventy or eighty percent of its power." The long-eared immortal twitched his ear in a frivolous manner, winking at Li Muyun with a mischievous grin.

Too lazy to pay attention to the Long-Eared Immortal's teasing, Li Muyun naturally knew after spending so much time together that the Long-Eared Immortal was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and was just teasing him.

Li Muyun gently stroked the Wine Immortal Sword and said softly, "I will remember this kindness."

Li Muyun carefully examined the Wine Immortal Sword Technique, which contained four forms:

First Form (Mid-Grade Spirit-Level Immortal Technique): A Sword's Intoxicating Elixir Drunkens the Great River;

Second move (Mid-grade Spirit-level Immortal Technique): Celestial Immortal's Drunken Dream Slays Evil Spirits;

Third Form (Superior Spirit-Level Immortal Technique): The God of Wine Descends from Heaven with Torrential Seafall;

Fourth Form (Peak Spirit-Level Immortal Technique): Annihilation of Gods and Demons, Drunken Eight Seizures;

The wonder of the Wine Immortal Sword Technique lies in the fact that the better the wine the caster drinks and the more intoxicated they become, the greater the power of the Wine Immortal Sword Technique.

As a Wine Immortal, Li Xianjiu can bring the Wine Immortal Sword Technique to its fullest potential. What was clearly a high-grade Spirit level third move was no less powerful than a divine level immortal technique when used in the melee with Yang Xi and Yang Zhen.

Unfortunately, Li Muyun didn't have any wine on him, so even if he did use it now, it would be difficult to unleash the true power of the Wine Immortal Sword Technique.

"This Flower and Fruit Mountain is covered with fresh flowers and spiritual fruits. Picking some to brew some Flower and Fruit Wine is enough for using the Wine Immortal Sword Technique," said the Long-Eared Immortal, glancing at the water curtain.

Li Muyun nodded. "I'll go pick some flowers and fruits first thing tomorrow morning, brew them in these jars, and then go and meet that horned dragon python. After these few days of fighting, my true essence is starting to stir again. I seem to have reached the peak of the seventh level of Foundation Establishment. Maybe after the battle with the horned dragon python, I can break through again."

The Long-Eared Immortal raised his eyebrows and said with some pride, "With my guidance and your reckless cultivation methods, such progress is normal. Pain, hardship, and life-or-death battles will make you stronger and stronger."

That night, although Li Muyun was supposed to be resting and recuperating, he was not idle. He kept comprehending the Wine Immortal Sword Technique and the Five Elements Talisman Array. Fortunately, he had good talent, and his meditation that night yielded some results.

Early the next morning, Li Muyun picked the flowers and fruits to make wine. He quickly finished the winemaking process, picked up the Wine Immortal Sword, and began his journey to find the Horned Dragon Python, following the direction of the water curtain.

The Horned Dragon Python possesses the bloodline of the dragon race. Legend has it that after passing the Golden Core Tribulation, the Horned Dragon Python will grow a single horn on its head, and its dragon bloodline will begin to appear. After passing the Nascent Soul Tribulation, it will transform into a One-Horned Flood Dragon, getting even closer to the dragon race. When it reaches the Divine Transformation Realm, the Horned Dragon Python will have a true dragon form and become the Bloodhorned Flood Dragon.

Because it has dragon blood, the horned dragon python has extremely strong physical strength, and its scales are difficult for ordinary swords to penetrate. Ordinary Tianxuan Grand Martial Masters are unwilling to provoke this troublesome monster.

If it weren't for refining the Heavenly Dao Creation Divine Sword, Li Muyun wouldn't want to provoke this kind of guy.

The waterfalls cascaded down, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowing water. The Wan Yao Mountain Range truly lived up to its reputation as the largest primeval mountain range in the surrounding area. This natural beauty captivated Li Muyun. If there were no more fighting, killing, grudges, and disputes in the future, he would rather return to the Water Curtain Cave of Huaguo Mountain and live a peaceful life of farming, sericulture, fishing, and hunting.

After traveling for more than twenty miles, hurried footsteps came from the woods.

"Young Commander, you go first. We'll block the way." A burly man named Wang Yan stopped in his tracks, his eyes revealing a determination to die.

The other two men stood still, drawing their weapons. Suppressing their fear, they gritted their teeth and said, "We didn't expect that beast to have reached the Golden Core realm! Young Commander, we'll fight to the death to hold it off for a while. You should run. Once we get back to town, we'll have the commander avenge us!"

Standing before the three was a young man in his early twenties. His once flowing blue robe was now tattered. He gritted his teeth and spat out a few words, “I, Xuan Tian, ​​am not a coward. If we die, we die together! I never thought that I, a dignified Foundation Establishment Level 1 Immortal, would actually die at the hands of this beast!”

"hehe!"

A snicker came from the flowing water, drawing everyone's attention. It turned out to be a young man in white.

"What are you laughing at?" Xuan Tian glared angrily at Li Muyun, his already agitated and fearful mood from being chased was now even worse. "If you want to live, get lost. A Golden Core level horned dragon python is coming soon."

Li Muyun shook his head with a smile. He couldn't very well say that it was too ridiculous for a Foundation Establishment Stage 1 immortal to come here. The three burly men were only Earth Profound Martial Masters Level 6, yet they dared to have designs on the Horned Dragon Python. They were truly overestimating themselves.

"Where is that horned serpent? I'm looking for it right now."

Xuan Tian frowned at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? That beast is at the Golden Core stage! I, a dignified Foundation Establishment Level 1 Immortal, and three Earth Profound Martial Masters could only run for our lives. Do you want to go and die?"

Li Muyun felt a strange aversion to the word "dignified" and couldn't help but rub his forehead. This so-called young commander in front of him was just ordinary yet inexplicably confident.

Wang Yan said anxiously, "Young man, we're serious. We're from the Xuanwu Demon Hunting Group. That beast is coming soon. You should leave quickly. Young leader, you should go with this young man. If you don't get back, how will we explain to the leader!"

Before Li Muyun could speak, Xuan Tian walked up to the three burly men. A flash of white light appeared between his brows, and a small square seal appeared in his hand. He resolutely said, "If I abandon you and run away, would I still be a man? We'll die together! I still have the Thousand-Pound Seal as my trump card. This damned stinking snake, let's fight it!"

Upon seeing the small square seal, Li Muyun raised an eyebrow. This small seal was actually a magic weapon, although it was only the lowest level, the Yellow Rank magic weapon, but it was still a magic weapon!

Concealing his surprise, Li Muyun said calmly, "Gentlemen, I am indeed looking for that horned dragon python. You can leave now; I'm going to kill that beast."

Originally, Li Muyun didn't want to get involved with these people, especially Xuan Tian, ​​who was arrogant and self-important, truly annoying. However, his willingness to rush to the front in the face of a life-or-death crisis showed he was a real man. Since he was going to deal with the Horned Dragon Python anyway, he might as well save these people while he was at it.

The four looked at Li Muyun as if he were an idiot. Li Muyun looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, at most a Di Xuanwu Master. He went and killed a Golden Core Horned Dragon Python? What a joke.

Seeing Li Muyun's reckless behavior, Xuan Tian laughed in anger, "Haha! Kid, are you an idiot or do you think we're idiots? Get out of here now, or you might have a way out."

Just then, a crackling sound like dry branches breaking rang out, and a giant, jet-black python as thick as a bucket snaked out. It had a single white horn on its head, its cold, vertical pupils were icy, and it roared with its blood-red mouth open, releasing a stench that filled the air.

The three burly men trembled in fear, nearly dropping their weapons. Xuan Tian's face turned deathly pale, and his hand gripping the Thousand-Pound Seal trembled uncontrollably. "Damn it! It's here!"