Chapter 268: with translation of chapter title

Boom!!!

Far off, Yunhe, standing on a height tens of li away, watched the huge roar bursting in the mountain ravine, accompanied by the mountain nearly collapsing, and he couldn't help but smack his lips.

How could he still be so flustered?

He hadn't unleashed his Demon Sense, but there was no need to guess; what was rampantly venting in the mountain ravine was undoubtedly the Land Mountain Turtle.

Long before the Land Mountain Turtle reached the ravine, Yunhe had already withdrawn.

The appearance of that third‑level late‑stage demon beast, the Coiling Black Earthworm, in the Wanli Mountains undoubtedly meant that the Land Mountain Turtle there had already noticed him.

So after dealing with the Coiling Black Earthworm, Yunhe decisively put away the formation and hid deep in the mountains.

These continuous mountains are not only the Land Mountain Turtle's hiding place, but also give Yunhe plenty of room to maneuver.

Facing the Land Mountain Turtle head‑on is a bit risky.

But relying on his powerful Demon Sense to avoid it in advance, he can still manage.

When the commotion in the ravine gradually subsided, Yunhe did not have the thought of charging straight in.

"If really pushed to the brink, the Land Mountain Turtle would probably do anything."

Yunhe clearly understands the demon beast's mindset.

Direct, simple.

This is actually how the vast majority of demon beasts behave; even if a fourth‑level demon beast survives the heavenly tribulation of transformation, assumes a human form and gains near‑human intellect, the habits ingrained from long‑term demon‑beast nature are not easily changed.

No matter how clever the individual, he is not born with endless stratagems; he needs a process of learning and growth.

"First lie low, wait for it to relax its guard, then find another spot to take a shot."

"On Huanhu Dao, Yunhe is the chief, the 'king'; he cannot look after only himself, he must also tend to his estate."

"But in this Wanli Mountains, he is merely a 'lone lord returning home'."

With no worries behind him, he naturally acts more freely.

Thus.

Yunhe directly escaped underground, found a secluded corner, and curled up there.

The world of cultivation.

Inside the Ice Heart Cave of the Ice Immortal Pavilion.

Yunhe took a jade bottle from his storage pouch, poured out a pellet of the 'Ling Sui Elixir' refined from the inner core of a third‑level late‑stage demon beast, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Under the medicinal potency's release, a large amount of pure spiritual power immediately sprang up in his meridians.

Yunhe held his breath and focused, absorbing it wave after wave, finally gathering it into the five‑element golden core in his dantian's qi sea.

Two days later.

"Alas, even though it's the 'Ling Sui Elixir' refined from a third‑level late‑stage demon beast's inner core, its efficacy is far weaker than I imagined."

A hint of helplessness flashed across his face, and Yunhe muttered softly.

In fact, this pellet of elixir also gave him nearly two months' worth of arduous cultivation's mana, making it considerably stronger than the 'Ling Sui Elixir' made from a third‑level mid‑stage demon beast's inner core; however, obtaining a third‑level late‑stage demon beast's inner core is far harder than getting those of other third‑level beasts, and he cannot rely solely on elixirs to bring his cultivation to the perfected Golden Core stage.

"After all, at my current cultivation level, the 'minor five‑element spirit body' not only provides little help, it's practically a burden."

After all, the quality of one's spiritual roots and spirit body determines how much medicinal potency can be absorbed.

Golden Core cultivators mostly possess earthly spiritual roots, while Yuan Ying Cultivators are predominantly heavenly spiritual rooted.

Although his 'minor five‑element spirit body' allows him to barely match an earthly spiritual root, it is ultimately only a bare match, not a true earthly root, and the gap between spiritual root and spirit body becomes ever more apparent as his cultivation rises.

To change this situation, either seek an elixir with greater potency than the 'Ling Sui Elixir', or condense a mightier spirit body—such as a true 'five‑element spirit body'!

"Even with the aid of the 'Congealed Fat Ice‑Pure Lotus', my training pace would otherwise be slower."

Yunhe sighed, slowly rose to his feet, and the light icy dust that had settled on his sleeves instantly scattered.

"If it really won't work, then I can only grind away slowly."

Fortunately, his lifespan is vast.

Although the 'Year‑Ring Technique' can no longer reveal his exact lifespan, having reached his cultivation level, he naturally possesses a certain innate sense of his own longevity.

With his demon‑beast body having smoothly broken through to third‑level late stage, his lifespan is certainly at least five thousand years, and may already be heading toward ten thousand.

With such a vast lifespan, even if he cultivates only a little each day, he will eventually grind his way to the perfected Golden Core stage.

But no matter how long his lifespan, nobody would consider it excessive; if he could speed up his cultivation progress, that would naturally be better.

After all.

Even with his current Late Jie Dan Stage cultivation base, he could still encounter danger.

Above, there still exist Yuan Ying Cultivators and even God‑Transformation cultivators.

Longevity is the pursuit of every cultivator, but longevity does not mean immortality; encountering calamity can still cause one to fall, and true immortality is the cultivators' real goal.

He walked out of the cave dwelling.

Three third‑level late‑stage demon beast inner cores, altogether refined into twenty‑one 'Ling Sui Elixirs'; after consuming one, twenty remain, which amounts to several years of arduous training.

Lost in thought, Yunhe walked to the edge of the cold pool.

At this moment, the vicinity of the cold pool could be described as 'wind and clouds shifting'; the Cold Chant Flood Dragon was stirring up fierce winds and driving rain, amidst the biting frost and snow, two disciples of the Ice Immortal Pavilion clung together, watching the surrounding wind‑snow with faces full of fright, at a loss.

Yunhe pressed his temples, looking at the 'enthusiastic' Cold Chant Flood Dragon, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead.

"Stop."

"Roar?"

Hearing Yunhe's voice, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon hastily halted its movements, hovered above his head, looked at him, and showed a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong, master? They dared to approach your cultivation cave without permission!"

The Cold Chant Flood Dragon said.

"Grand Elder!"

"Grand Elder!"

Seeing Yunhe, "Peng— peng—", the two female disciples of the Ice Immortal Pavilion dropped to their knees, the panic on their faces not yet fully faded, their pretty faces turned pale.

It was unclear whether they were frozen or frightened.

Yunhe flicked his sleeve, two streams of power entered the bodies of the two Ice Immortal Pavilion disciples, and their complexions immediately improved considerably.

But toward the Cold Chant Flood Dragon, there still existed great reverence.

Fortunately Yunhe was present, so they were not unable to speak.

"What is it? Speak."

One of the disciples wearing a light-blue dress hurriedly replied, "Reporting to the Grand Elder, the Pavilion Master has sent a Jade Slip!"

Speaking, she held out a Jade Slip and passed it over.

"A Jade Slip?"

Yunhe raised his hand, and the Jade Slip fell into his palm.

After infusing his divine sense and quickly browsing it, Yunhe soon understood some matters.

He showed a hint of surprise.

"I understand."

Yunhe said, patting his storage bag.

Instantly two Elixirs flew out, landing in their hands amid their delighted gazes.

"This Elixir is my compensation for you; you may go."

"Thank you, Grand Elder!"

The two disciples immediately rose, performed a salute, and left filled with joy.

Yunhe's actions are naturally not stingy.

Those two Elixirs were long useless to him, but for the two disciples merely at Foundation Establishment, they were priceless treasures.

However, they left still carrying considerable doubt.

Why would a flood dragon suddenly appear in this cold pool? This was something they had never heard of before.

Moreover, does the compensation from the Grand Elder imply that this flood dragon is his spirit beast?

This is no small matter.

After all, Yunhe's fame and prestige within the Ice Immortal Pavilion now even surpass that of the Pavilion Master, and many female disciples are curious about this mysterious Grand Elder.

Now they have even more material to brag about.

Watching them depart.

Yunhe rubbed the Jade Slip in his hand.

The content of the Jade Slip is actually quite simple.

The Ice Immortal Pavilion disciples who entered this secret realm have found a very rare "Congealed Fat Dew"!

Because Yunhe had commissioned Binggui Immortal to search for this "Congealed Fat Dew", although she ultimately failed to find it, she evidently kept it in mind.

"Congealed Fat Dew" is the material used with the "Pill-Conjoining Technique" to completely restore the Nascent Soul Elixir to its original state.

Even without the "Congealed Fat Dew", performing the "Pill-Conjoining Technique" can still restore the Nascent Soul Elixir, only slightly affecting its efficacy, an effect almost negligible.

But Yunhe, who places great importance on the Nascent Soul, naturally hopes for perfection.

If the Nascent Soul Elixir can be fully restored, that would be ideal; but if it truly cannot be found, there is nothing he can do.

However, the Jade Slip also notes that Binggui Immortal sensed this secret realm excursion might not be peaceful; if Yunhe has already completed the seal on the Abyssal Cold Pool and conditions permit, it would be best to go meet them, just in case.

Of course, if Yunhe is unwilling or lacks time, the matter can be dropped, after all this is merely Binggui Immortal's speculation; she only sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat off.

"Master, what does it say up there?"

Seeing Yunhe show a hesitant expression.

The Cold Chant Flood Dragon cautiously leaned its head over and asked.

Glancing at its huge head, Yunhe moved his lips and uttered two words.

"Trouble."

He instinctively sensed trouble.

"Trouble?"

The Cold Chant Flood Dragon blinked its eyes.

Obviously, given its spiritual intelligence and the information it knows, it cannot comprehend the meaning of Yunhe's two words.

But it still muttered, "Could it be that there are fourth-level demonic beasts?"

"That probably shouldn't be the case."

Yunhe put away the Jade Slip.

"What is there for the master to worry about? With your Cultivation Base and divine powers, plus me, me, I, even if a horde of third-level demonic beasts came, we would wipe them all out!"

Upon hearing there were no fourth-level demonic beasts, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon's courage swelled, and it spoke rather heroically.

While speaking, it inadvertently revealed a faint draconic might.

To it, enemies are perhaps nothing but demonic beasts.

Yunhe reached out and stroked its head.

One must admit, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon's words, though blunt, make some sense.

As for Yunhe now.

If the Nascent Soul does not emerge, what is there to fear?

"I simply do not like the feeling of trouble coming to my door."

Saying this, Yunhe lightly tapped his foot and floated onto the Cold Chant Flood Dragon's head, his icy gaze sweeping into the distance.

"So this time I want to settle everything once and for all, striving to resolve all this trouble."

Roar——!!

Sensing the faint killing intent emanating from Yunhe, the Cold Chant Flood Dragon let out a long cry and flew out.

The dragon's roar shook the snow-capped mountains, causing the disciples inside the Ice Immortal Pavilion to tremble involuntarily; the few spiritual beasts raised by the Ice Immortal Pavilion disciples even collapsed directly onto the ground.

The might of the flood dragon had little effect on Yunhe, but for the cultivators of the entire Ice Immortal Pavilion, it was still quite shocking.

The next moment.

Under the gaze of the Ice Immortal Pavilion disciples, a snow-white long flood dragon suddenly flew out above the snow mountains, accompanied all the way by drifting ice-crystal frost and snow.

It was quite imposing.

And standing on the head of that imposing flood dragon was a young cultivator dressed in a green robe, hands clasped behind her back, which drew many exclamations.

She is their Grand Elder!

Who would have thought, their Grand Elder not only possesses an unfathomably deep Cultivation Base, but also actually has a flood dragon of such might as her mount.

For a moment, the disciples of the Ice Immortal Pavilion all showed looks of admiration.

This is the path of cultivation they have long aspired to, this is the cultivator's demeanor they have yearned for.

However, the Grand Elder's sudden sortie also left the Ice Immortal Pavilion disciples somewhat worried.

Could it be that

What happened to the Pavilion Master who went out?

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