Chapter 1027: Days of Survival as a Clone

Three days later.

Another formation was set up; Qinglong Daoren was somewhat fatigued and needed to rest. After several consecutive days of setting up formations, many formations—none of them minor, but major ones—had been arranged around several nearby mountains.

Those mountains were not small; each was a peak, the lowest over a hundred meters high. Remodeling several peaks with formations drained both mind and strength.

Elder Xinran lay directly on the ground, uncaring of her appearance, her face pale; it was clear she was truly exhausted, mainly due to severe mental strain, needing good rest to replenish her spirit.

"Let me rest a moment; I'm utterly worn out. These days I've been setting up formations nonstop, with no time to rest."

"With this many formations, are we safe enough?"

Elder Xinran tilted her head, a hint of relief appearing on her pale face. Finally, it could end; she would no longer need to set up formations.

Qinglong Daoren shook his head: "Not enough. We've only reached this point; according to my plan, we've completed just one-third of the formations. We must continue setting them up—at least for the next month. You must quickly replenish your true qi and soul power; we'll soon need to set up more formations."

"Ah?" Elder Xinran almost jumped up, her eyes wide in disbelief as she stared at Qinglong Daoren.

"We've only set up one-third—how many formations do you intend to set up in total?"

"At least dozens, countless formations merging into one, ultimately becoming the Great Formation of Longshe Shan."

"Only such a grand formation is what I want; only then can we protect our safety. Moreover, this is merely a preliminary design; much more remains to be added. Completion does not mean permanent safety."

Qinglong Daoren explained: "The outside world is dangerous, and this place is dangerous too. We must prepare in advance; we cannot allow any mishap."

"Are you mad?" Elder Xinran pointed at the formations in the sky, lowering her voice: "Even a Dao Realm cultivator couldn't break these few formations."

"So what?" Qinglong Daoren curled his lip: "Dao Realm cultivators vary in strength; ordinary ones can be defended against, but I cannot settle for that. I aim to make it impossible for any Dao Realm cultivator to enter here—only then will we be safe."

"Deep in the mountain range, who knows if there aren't beings stronger than the Dao Realm? Elder Xinran, you must understand: the more cautious we are, the longer we can survive."

"To avoid danger, to evade danger, we must do our utmost."

Life and safety are no joking matter.

Elder Xinran stared at Qinglong Daoren for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, I'll follow you. You handle the arrangements."

She naturally understood this; following Qinglong Daoren to the outside world, she naturally listened to him.

If Chen Chuyang's true self had come, he might have been even more cautious—this is their way of survival.

Seeking time, seeking safety, then rising steadily—this is Chen Chuyang's secret to rapid rise.

Always hiding himself, dodging, using formations to block everything; by the time others notice, it's already too late.

Clearly, Qinglong Daoren has come to the outside world to replicate Chen Chuyang's success, reenacting the whole process.

This is the way of safety.

Over the next month, both of them were busy setting up formations.

Apart from setting up formations, it was nothing but setting up formations; while doing so, Qinglong Daoren gained insight, modified some formations, making them stronger.

Finally, Elder Xinran could no longer endure.

At the moment the formations were completed, all formations were done; this time she truly couldn't get up.

Lying on the ground, gasping, her whole body exhausted, she couldn't move.

After a while, she finally caught her breath.

Gazing at the standing Qinglong Daoren, he remained unchanged, not altered in the slightest; on the contrary, he had even improved himself.

"Om."

Qinglong Daoren's cultivation rose; his demonic power reached a higher level.

The formations concealed everything, leaking not a ripple.

"..."

"You broke through again?"

Elder Xinran had seen him break through twice this month; her heart had gone numb.

Compared to Chen Chuyang, she certainly could not match him.

She acknowledged Chen Chuyang's monstrous talent and had no intention of competing with him.

Before this incarnate avatar, she also could not match him; it had only been a short while, yet he had already advanced twice.

When they first arrived in the outside world, their cultivation was equal; now, she had been left behind.

"Having gained insight, I broke through." Qinglong Daoren lowered his head and smiled: "I am still too weak; this talent ultimately falls short."

"Ah."

That sigh made Elder Xinran really want to hit him.

Indeed, she clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, stood up, and swung a punch at Qinglong Daoren.

This guy is too hateful—clearly he advanced, yet he acts so smug.

Qinglong Daoren swiftly dodged, smiling: "You needn't envy me; you can do it too."

"Heh." Elder Xinran gritted her teeth: "If you act smug again next time, I'll draw my sword."

Infuriating.

This person is too hateful.

Qinglong Daoren waved his hand: "The formations are finally done; next, we must properly build our home."

"Longshe Shan is ultimately too… chaotic; it needs to be organized, with the same layout as Longshe Shan."

Here, nothing is lacking.

Deep in the Mangshan Mountain Range, there are many spiritual herbs, all kinds of spiritual herbs; low-grade herbs were individually planted by Qinglong Daoren, plus many spiritual fruit trees, spiritual trees, etc., all allocated. Transforming Longshe Shan will take time.

Step by step, we will open fields, plant spiritual herbs, and also plant whatever he needs.

Then we will guide a spiritual spring to flow down from the mountain.

The layout resembles Longshe Shan; it took several days to arrange. Qinglong Daoren never tires of it, even enjoying it.

Elder Xinran also helped beside him; she didn't understand why Qinglong Daoren also liked farming.

Is it because he himself enjoys it, or because of his connection to Chen Chuyang?

After Longshe Shan was set up, the two felt a sense of accomplishment, standing together, Xinran Zhanglao sighed: "Not bad, we won't need to worry for a while ahead; we can cultivate in peace."

"Yeah, everything's been set up; from now on life will be easier."

Qinglong Daoren began to share his idea: "We'll plant spiritual herbs, then go outside to look for more spiritual herbs; we'll plant them ourselves, then wait for them to mature, after which we can plant them batch by batch."

"Our future cultivation resources are secured; we won't need to go out and risk adventure."

"The resources I brought can sustain us for a period; once we get through this time, life will be easier."

Xinran Zhanglao laughed.

"Yeah, the hardship is temporary; afterwards we won't have to worry about resources."

"Among the mountains, resources are abundant, but likewise dangers are many."

Xinran Zhanglao reminded: "Fellow Daoist Qinglong, don't even think about going out for adventure; at the very least, wait until you're stronger before heading out."

"I know I won't leave my door for the next ten years."

Qinglong Daoren's heart has settled; in the days ahead, aside from practicing the Qinglong Classic, he will merely comprehend his own bloodline, master his divine abilities, and other matters can be set aside.