Chapter 585

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Luo Chen saw very clearly that the clothes of those Foundation Establishment True Persons staying outside the hall all had some badges or marks to a greater or lesser extent.

Either family badges or sect marks.

Although there were three Nascent Soul True Persons in the Wan Xian Society who brought their own forces, the force badges of those three parties were not the ones present.

Wu Ruofu explained carefully from the side: "These people should be the geniuses in Shenyuan City, who came to the Sanyang defense line for training through the relationship of Elder Sang."

"Geniuses?"

Luo Chen raised his brows.

His sharp gaze swept over them.

Sure enough, this group of Foundation Establishment cultivators mostly looked young, and those who were older were only in their middle age.

Even though cultivators can use spiritual energy to moisturize their skin for beauty and youth in their daily cultivation, this is an act that consumes spiritual power, and those who aspire to longevity would not do so.

If an entire group was like this, it could only mean that they were all very young themselves.

Wu Ruofu nodded, "Yes, the current Righteous-Demonic War is becoming increasingly chaotic. Some forces forced to participate in the war, to prevent the entire army from being wiped out, will send some good seedlings from the sect to neutral forces."

"After all, eggs cannot be put in the same basket, and Shenyuan City is the base camp of the Tianyuan Business Alliance, with the background of the Tianyuan Dao Sect of the Central Plains behind it, making it truly the safest place in the North Sea today."

"Over the years, there have been more and more young cultivators with excellent aptitude in Shenyuan City. At first, when the junior saw so many existences who were in the same realm as me but decades or a hundred years younger, I felt quite ashamed, but after seeing more, I became numb."

Speaking to the end, he already had a tone of reflection.

However, he did not get a response from Luo Chen.

This was because Luo Chen's gaze had landed on one person.

Wang An, a Foundation Establishment disciple of Langya Mountain.

When he rushed from the southeast to Whale Port, he took the Langya Mountain fleet, and it was Wang An who brought him onto the ship.

Yet he did not expect that he had actually run to the Sanyang defense line as well.

This person was not very old, only thirty-something back then, and even now, at most, he was just over forty.

However, his realm had already advanced to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment!

It could only be said that he was worthy of being an excellently talented person carefully selected by Langya Mountain; without being disturbed by the mundane world, his cultivation progress was rapid.

It was just that...

"I vaguely remember the elders of Langya Mountain instructing them to cultivate well in Shenyuan City, as the living strength of the sect, waiting for the end of the Righteous-Demonic War. Now, instead of staying in Shenyuan City, they ran to the Sanyang defense line for so-called training; I don't know if they think their means are powerful, or if they are ignorant of life and death."

Luo Chen muttered to himself twice, then entered the Qu Yang main hall without hesitation.

Behind him, gazes followed.

After he went in, some faint discussions sounded like mosquitoes and flies.

Mostly chatting about how Luo Chen was one of the three Golden Core guardians of Qu Yang Island, and they dared not have the slightest disrespect in their words.

And in the crowd, Wang An, dressed in white, looked suspiciously at Luo Chen's back; naturally sharp in spiritual sense, he didn't know why he detected a trace of familiarity.

It was as if he had met an old friend?

But how could there be an old friend of his in the Wan Xian Society?

"Junior Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?"

A senior brother from Langya Mountain patted him on the shoulder.

Wang An didn't make a sound.

The senior brother smiled: "Don't worry, Qu Yang belongs to the second defense line, it's not dangerous."

Wang An came back to his senses and asked suspiciously: "Didn't they say we were going to the Liu Yang sea area of the first defense line to hunt demon beasts? I heard that place has never been peaceful."

The senior brother shrugged, "If it were peaceful, how would we train? Over these years, we have only focused on bitter cultivation, and our cultivation has advanced greatly, but only the power that can be unleashed belongs to our strength; closing the door to build a car is absolutely not allowed. Only such a fierce place can hone our means!"

Speaking of this, he blinked.

"Junior brother, you wouldn't want us, who were cultivated by the sect at a great cost, to be a group of flower vases, would you!"

Fighting with demon beasts can hone fighting means without worrying about the cunning and scheming of human cultivators.

In other words, it is to safely improve fighting experience without facing excessive danger.

This is also the tradition of sect and family disciples in the North Sea cultivation world after achieving small success in their realm.

It's just that in the past, they went to the outer seas in groups to hunt demon beasts, but now they have changed to coming to the Wan Xian Society.

Wang An was still a little uneasy, not knowing if it was because of Luo Chen's back earlier, or the anxiety deep in his own heart.

"The orders from Langya Mountain are not like this, how should we explain it later?"

Seeing his junior brother nagging like this, the senior brother was also a little annoyed.

"We spent a lot of money to go through Elder Sang's channel, and he will naturally protect us at critical moments. Besides, it's not just us Langya Mountain cultivators who came to the Sanyang defense line this time, there are others; did you see them worried?"

Wang An opened his mouth, and wherever his gaze passed, most were expectant, with excited and rosy faces.

Everyone was eager to try!

In the hall.

A female voice with a tone of slight anger echoed softly around.

"These people are not cultivators of my Wan Xian Society, how can they be easily brought into this hub of Qu Yang Island. Elder Sang, I need you to give me an explanation!"

"Why is Lushan Jun angry? It's not like there haven't been cultivators from other forces active on the Sanyang defense line in the past."

"That was a wartime state, and outside cultivators belonged to reinforcements from all sides, how can it be compared to now! Besides, the hub of the three major defense lines has always forbidden cultivators from other forces from setting foot; Elder Sang, you joined the Wan Xian Society earlier than me, you shouldn't not know this!"

"Lushan Jun, are you really going to be serious?"

"I am the master of this place for ten years; if something goes wrong on Qu Yang Island, it has little to do with you, but I have to bear the main responsibility. You say, how can I not be serious?"

When Luo Chen entered the main hall, these were the arguments he heard.

He didn't expect that just a group of outside cultivators would make two Golden Core cultivators so angry.

At the same time, he also vaguely sensed from their conversation that this Elder Sang should have taken advantage of his position to make some profit.

Those young geniuses from various sects who ran to Shenyuan City to take refuge from all directions might not have a very high realm, but they must be wealthy.

Elder Sang probably made a big profit from it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to butt heads with Lushan Jun, who was at the 5th Layer of Golden Core.

Seeing the atmosphere between the two drop to freezing point, Elder Sang's face was incomparably livid. He suddenly looked at Luo Chen.

On his livid face, he forced a smile.

"This one should be the master of Penghu, Senior Qingyangzi, right? This old man, Elder Sang, pays his respects."

One does not hit a smiling person.

Luo Chen returned the salute: "It is indeed me, Fellow Daoist Sang, you are too polite."

It was Lushan Jun on the side who showed a look of surprise.

She had long known the reputation of Senior Qingyangzi, a casting master with a small reputation in the Wan Xian Society, who rented the eight-hundred-mile Penghu five years ago, once causing quite a few topics.

Outsiders' perception of him was that he was wealthy, had a profound realm, and even vaguely overlapped with the identity of the legendary Senior Qingyang Demon Lord.

This was also why she took the initiative to propose doing business in sound-transmission talismans when she met the other party.

She even wanted to do more talisman business after getting along well with the other party.

But being able to make Elder Sang so polite was a bit unexpected.

One must know that although Elder Sang's realm was not very high, only at the 4th Layer of Golden Core, he was quite old, had incomparably rich combat experience, and was also a figure in the Wan Xian Society.

Usually, when seeing other Golden Core cultivators, he mostly relied on his age to sell his age.

In front of this Senior Qingyangzi, he was actually so "humble"?

Elder Sang smiled slightly, "How can you say too polite? Fellow Daoist made Huangfu Song retreat in the face of difficulties on Penghu. With such ability, no matter how much politeness, it is deserved."

Made Huangfu Song retreat in the face of difficulties?

What was this about?

Lushan Jun frowned slightly; she roughly knew that she had taken office early, and probably missed some news from the Fulong Mountain Range.

It was Huangfu Song... this was a Golden Core 7th Layer Great Cultivator!

Senior Qingyangzi was actually able to make the other party retreat in the face of difficulties?

Seeing the two chatting more and more happily, Lushan Jun coughed twice, and after the two stopped communicating, she said coldly:

"Let's first talk about how to deal with this batch of cultivators brought by Elder Sang! Their composition is complex, mostly from other Nascent Soul forces. If they are kept on Qu Yang Island, they will eventually be a hidden danger."

Elder Sang's wrinkled face was squeezed together now.

"People, I brought them here, it's impossible to let them go back in a dejected manner."

"You!"

Elder Sang turned to look at Luo Chen, "Senior Qingyangzi, you are a sensible person, why not comment on who is right and who is wrong."

Luo Chen was helpless, how to comment on this?

Saying anything would offend one side, and he was not a fool.

Thinking for a while, Luo Chen said calmly: "This matter, in the final analysis, is just a problem of being neither righteous nor proper. Who is right and who is wrong is not important, solving the problem is the most important. In my opinion, just give them the temporary identity of Wan Xian Society rogue cultivators."

"This... there is no precedent!" Lushan Jun hesitated slightly, but still rejected Luo Chen's suggestion.

Luo Chen smiled, "It's just the identity of an ordinary Wan Xian Society rogue cultivator; they can apply for it themselves, it's not the star-rated hunter identity we registered at the Hunting Demon Division. Besides, their purpose is actually to go to the first defense line to hunt demon beasts and hone themselves. Wouldn't it be better to urge them to go to the first defense line earlier?"

This was suggesting she throw the trouble away.

Lushan Jun frowned slightly, thinking about this suggestion.

Seeing her relax, Elder Sang struck while the iron was hot, "Senior Qingyangzi is absolutely right, especially since I heard that there are more and more demon beasts on the first defense line, and they are short of manpower there too. With the addition of this batch of Foundation Establishment True Persons, it can also relieve the pressure on our Wan Xian Society. Such a win-win thing, Lushan Jun, why don't you consider it?"

Lushan Jun thought for a long time, and finally nodded slowly.

"Three days!"

"At most three days, they must leave Qu Yang Island."

"Elder Sang, I hope you don't make it difficult for this Daoist."

Hu...

Elder Sang breathed a sigh of relief, first made a guarantee, then thanked Luo Chen, and left the main hall first.

After he left, Lushan Jun sighed audibly.

"This Elder Sang is busy and running between the Wan Xian Society and Shenyuan City all day, where is the style of a crane in the clouds like us cultivators."

Luo Chen chuckled, "Cranes in the clouds like us, aren't we also bound by tasks, having to sit in this Qu Yang Island for several years?"

"It's different."

Lushan Jun shook her head, "Elder Sang is old, and there is no hope for realm breakthrough. He wants to leave a legacy before sitting down. He is also worried that the forces he established will be coveted by others, so he runs around and makes friends."

"Is that so..."

Luo Chen was thoughtful.

Coming to the Wan Xian Society for just a few years, he had seen three rogue cultivators who wanted to establish forces.

But each of their purposes was different.

One was the couple Zhang Jiadi, establishing a family force to protect their child Zhang Jingqing.

One was Huangfu Song, wanting to rebuild the Great Zhou Dynasty, but just at the start of his career, he kicked Luo Chen's iron plate.

And Elder Sang, so calculating, he thought it was for greed, but didn't expect it was to leave his own legacy, so that there would be successors.

Looking at it this way, there are actually not many rogue cultivators who want to be drifting rogue cultivators for a lifetime!

On the contrary, this female Daoist in front of him was a genuine rogue cultivator, alone, without any followers or dependents.

"Since you have seen Elder Sang, there is nothing else here, Senior Qingyangzi, please feel free!"

"Hmm."

Luo Chen hummed, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered one thing.

"Just now Elder Sang said that the war on the first defense line is tight, what is the situation?"

Lushan Jun smiled bitterly, "What else could it be, it's just that the seal on the Arctic Night Demon Heaven has loosened again!"

Luo Chen's face changed instantly!

He remembered that it was rumored that hundreds of millions of demon clans were sealed in the Arctic Night Demon Heaven, including many 4th Tier Demon Emperors of the Nascent Soul stage, and it was even said that there were 5th Tier ancient demons of the Soul Transformation stage inside.

If they all rushed out... then he really had to consider whether to run away.

Seeing this, Lushan Jun hurriedly spoke to comfort him.

"Don't worry, this situation happens once every ten years. Even if powerful demon beasts run out, they are just some powerful 3rd Tier demon beasts. The 4th Tier and 5th Tier ones can't come out yet."

"Now?" Luo Chen couldn't help but worry: "What about later? How can the Wan Xian Society allow other demons to sleep soundly beside its bed? If the seal of the Arctic Night Demon Heaven is completely broken and the Soul Transformation ancient demons run out, wouldn't you and I become fish on the chopping block, slaughtered by demons?"

Lushan Jun shook her head, "Don't worry about this either. The sealing array there was personally set up by the ancestor of the Soul-Refining lineage of the Yuan Demon Sect before he died, combining the timing, geography, and the ten-thousand-year foundation of the Yuan Demon Sect, how could it be so easy to break? Especially, more than a hundred years ago, the Great Power Li of the Canghai Alliance went to the outside of the Night Demon Heaven and personally set up a set of arrays. Under the double guarantee, it will be safe for at least a thousand years. And a thousand years later, you and I will either achieve the realm of Nascent Soul True Persons, and the Mountain-Sea Realm will be ours to roam. Or we will turn into a handful of yellow soil, who cares if the flood is overwhelming."

Luo Chen opened his mouth, and finally could only smile bitterly.

It seems, it really is like this.

He had also heard that the Soul Transformation Great Power of the Canghai Alliance was a god of array Dao, and his array Dao attainments were earth-shattering.

The method of connecting islands and forming arrays passed down casually saved countless immortal islands in the North Sea from the worry of demon beast attacks.

If he went outside the Yuan Demon Sect ruins and personally set up a sealing array, even a Soul Transformation ancient demon of the same stage would probably find it very difficult to break through the seal.

The reason why low-tier demon beasts below the 4th Tier break through the seal from time to time is probably intentional by the two Great Powers.

That kind of sealing array, the higher the realm and the stronger the primordial spirit, the greater the restraint.

On the contrary, the lower the realm of the demon beast, the smaller the restraint.

This truth, Luo Chen speculated after studying arrays for these years and gaining some small attainments.

The sealing array of the Arctic Night Demon Heaven is like a huge fishing net; small fish can escape from the net, but big fish struggle in every way but cannot get out.

Of course, Luo Chen didn't know the specific situation.

Anyway, when the sky falls, there is a tall one to hold it up.

Don't you see that the several Nascent Soul True Persons of the Wan Xian Society are not panicked at all?

After saying goodbye to Lushan Jun, Luo Chen didn't go directly back to his cave dwelling, but first went to the seaside.

In front of the awe-struck gazes of a group of patrolling cultivators, he released Black King.

"This is my spiritual pet, I have already informed Lushan Jun and Elder Sang, you don't need to panic when you see it later."

Seeing Black King baring its fangs and brandishing its claws in the air, revealing its fierce appearance.

Luo Chen had to add a sentence.

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't bite."

Black King's momentum stagnated, and then it slunk into the vast ocean.

Whether it was the Hunyuan Cauldron space or the eight-hundred-mile Penghu, it was not as comfortable as this boundless blue ocean!

"Don't play too much, remember the time, come back and help me watch the furnace fire."

Luo Chen instructed, and then returned to the mountain cave dwelling in front of the awe-struck gazes of a group of low-tier cultivators.

And three days later.

Elder Sang personally led the team and brought the geniuses who registered as temporary Wan Xian Society rogue cultivators to the first defense line.

Regarding this, Luo Chen did not express any more opinions.

He just focused on immersing himself in the daily life of casting and learning techniques.

Half a year later.

Outside the cave dwelling, Black King, whose body had shrunk, controlled two flying knives, one black and one white, chopping hard wood in a desultory manner.

Luo Chen's calculation was wrong.

He didn't expect his casting art to progress rapidly, and he squandered the materials he brought in just half a year.

This was also related to his long-term immersion in the cultivation of the Dragon-Slaying Art, which led to his inability to replenish the Wither-Prosper True Fire in time, and he had to use spiritual wood to keep the furnace fire vigorous.

Therefore, the subsequent wood was collected for him from all sides by the logistics troops of Qu Yang Island.

These were raw logs, not processed in advance.

After Luo Chen got them, he simply handed them to Black King to handle.

It's just that, if Qian Ting were here and saw the two flying knives he used to dominate Cold Light Island being used by a monster to chop wood, he would probably be so angry that he would come back to life even if he died.

The two flying knives, under the nourishment of the Dragon-Nourishing Basin, had long reached the level of mid-grade magic treasures.

One was named Yin Slaughter, and the other was named Yang Absolute, sounding murderous.

After Luo Chen bestowed them on Black King, he also taught it the human method of sacrifice and refining. After years of day and night refining, it was able to control them quite well, with great momentum.

Plop!

The firewood fell to the ground, but Black King didn't care, put away the two flying knives, and drilled into the cave dwelling.

"Master, you're awake!"

On the stone bed, Luo Chen slowly opened his eyes.

Just one look, and Black King felt cold all over.

As if in that instant, a cold, sharp long knife slashed towards its primordial spirit.

Seeing its reaction, Luo Chen was incomparably satisfied in his heart.

Half a year of time, the soul essence in that small flag had been completely consumed.

And he had finally mastered the technique of using the primordial spirit to perform the Dragon-Slaying Art.

From initially making Wu Ruofu terrified, to now making even the 3rd Tier mid-stage Black King feel cold all over, it could be seen that his mastery of this technique had reached its peak.

The real situation was that within the sea of consciousness, once the Dragon-Slaying Art was unleashed, no foreign objects were allowed. Outside the sea of consciousness, within a radius of one zhang of his body, he could slash others' spiritual sense.

But that was only one zhang away.

Any further, and it would be beyond his reach.

But even so, it allowed Luo Chen to see the power of 4th Tier spells.

"I have mastered two 4th Tier spells in total; the Dragon-Slaying Art goes without saying, small success can clear foreign magic power, and great success can slash away primordial spirit infection. And that Primordial Elixir Art has made my magic power surge out of thin air, and it has infinite potential."

"I wonder what wonders other 4th Tier spells have?"

In the way of spells, Luo Chen's talent was unquestionable!

But over these years, various 3rd Tier spells had basically been cultivated to Great Perfection, but there were very few 4th Tier spells.

The main reason was that such high-tier spells were basically no longer circulating in the market, and were all secret techniques of the Nascent Soul sects.

Even if Luo Chen had the system in hand and could forcibly enter, he couldn't cook without rice.

Even the Hunting Demon Division had only provided one 4th Tier spell for rogue cultivators to exchange for over the past hundred years, and once exchanged, it would not be allowed for others to exchange again.

"What a pity!"

Luo Chen sighed and got up to come to the Hunyuan Cauldron.

"These days, have you added firewood on time?"

Black King lay at his feet and said respectfully: "Never slacked off, and the fire has always been kept vigorous."

Luo Chen hummed, then pinched the seal with both hands, and a wisp of incomparably pure cyan flame was spat out from his mouth.

With the addition of this cyan flame, the Hunyuan Cauldron became increasingly red, and a ding-dong sound could be vaguely heard from within.

Half a year had passed, and whether this Deep Blue Mysterious Armor was successful or not, there should be a result.

As the magic power was constantly consumed, the strange noise inside the Hunyuan Cauldron became louder and louder, and at first glance, it seemed as if there was a vast ocean making waves inside.

Luo Chen's expression was calm, with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

Aiming at a certain timing, he suddenly slapped the cauldron with his palm.

"If not now, when!"

With a sharp shout, the sealing gas cover above the cauldron mouth shattered instantly, and a thick water vapor rushed towards his face.

In the misty water vapor, a deep blue armor phantom appeared and disappeared.

Seeing this, Luo Chen let out a light sound of surprise.

"Eh, it actually succeeded?"

Reaching out his hand, the phantom dissipated, and a palm-sized, light and thin armor piece fell into his hand.

Undoubtedly, this was the water-type low-grade defensive magic treasure he named Deep Blue Mysterious Armor!

But looking at this object, Luo Chen's thick brows wrinkled involuntarily.

"Why would it be like this?"

(End of chapter)