Chapter 914: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 914: The Huang Quan Reappear!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Hearing this, Xu Zhangqing immediately condensed Creation Power in his palm, transforming it into a warm, moist light barrier that gently enveloped the entire Withering and Flourishing Maple Soul Tree.

Dao Rhyme slowly seeped along the tree trunk, carefully wrapping every rootlet, thus neither damaging the spirit plant's origin nor disturbing Hua Lao's Divine Soul.

Then with a light pull, he lifted the entire Withering and Flourishing Maple Soul Tree from underground.

Xu Zhangqing said softly: "Hua Lao, please stay temporarily in the Si Geng Token for now; once we arrive at Lingqu Sect, I will transplant you onto the Spiritual Vein."

After speaking, his fingertip flashed with spiritual light, and an ancient token appeared.

The token's surface was engraved with patterns—it was exactly the Si Geng Token from back then.

Its internal space was very large, and it could maintain the vitality of spirit plants.

Xu Zhangqing lightly sent it forth; the huge Withering and Flourishing Maple Soul Tree turned into a green-red stream of light and entered the token in the blink of an eye. As the Si Geng Token trembled slightly, everything returned to normal, and it then landed at his waist.

After settling Hua Lao, Xu Zhangqing delayed no longer, his figure transforming into a green rainbow, heading straight for Lingqu Sect a thousand li away.

But just after flying several li, a tall figure suddenly fell from the Yun Ceng.

This person had a tall, straight figure and wore Mysterious Color tight-fitting clothes.

Wearing a mask, his appearance could not be seen, and a unique aura emanated from his entire body.

For some reason, this person gave Xu Zhangqing a hint of familiarity.

As if he had seen him somewhere, causing his heart to pause.

The two men's gazes briefly met—no words, no probing, not even contact, just a glance for an instant.

Xu Zhangqing frowned slightly, his Divine Sense subconsciously probing, but was blocked by the invisible light barrier around the other person, unable to seep in.

The next second, the two passed each other.

The mysterious person did not stop; his figure flashed, and he rushed toward the direction of the Dongting Immortal Sect Old Site at high speed, his speed even more fierce than Xu Zhangqing's by a few points, rushing into the Disaster Mist in an instant, and soon disappeared.

Xu Zhangqing paused for a moment, a hint of alertness rising in his heart.

The current Dongting Immortal Sect Old Site was extremely dangerous.

However, visitors came one after another; this was clearly not normal.

Gui Lao could be understood, after all he was one of the High Level of Dongting Immortal Sect.

But the mysterious person—if he were truly a member of the Immortal Sect, how could he hide and conceal himself?

Especially upon meeting himself, he didn't even offer a greeting.

But thinking that Hua Lao, who needed quiet recuperation, was in the token, Xu Zhangqing suppressed the doubts in his heart, once again activated his magic power, and sped up his flight toward Lingqu Sect.

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The mysterious person entered deep into the Disaster Mist, following the fluctuations of Earth Qi, approaching the Spiritual Vein Crack all the way.

Unknowingly, he approached Li Chuan's seclusion place.

At this moment, Li Chuan sat cross-legged in a hidden cave, the Corpse King Sword resting across his knees, continuously drawing the surrounding killing qi, turbid qi, and resentment qi into his body, perfectly merging them with himself.

His eyes were tightly closed, his expression solemn, his aura steadily rising, intending to use this heaven-bestowed Yin Evil Qi to impact the Nascent Soul Stage.

The sudden noise broke the tranquility of this place.

Li Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of ferocity flashing in his pupils; the corpse qi and killing qi around his body erupted instantly, and he said coldly: "This place is my cultivation ground; dare to advance another step, do not blame the sword for being merciless!"

He was already tense from impacting the Nascent Soul, and at this moment his mind was strained.

Now being rashly disturbed, he was quite displeased in his heart.

Although those who could barge into this place were by no means ordinary cultivators.

But relying on the double enhancement of the Corpse King Sword and the Ten Thousand Forms Spirit Robe, beneath the Spirit Transformation realm he feared no one.

Hearing this, the mysterious person did not stop, still approaching; his aura became increasingly heavy and condensed, and he said calmly: "The aura of the Nascent Soul Stage, but not a true Nascent Soul Cultivator, relying entirely on external enhancement—there is indeed some method to it."

This sentence completely enraged Li Chuan; he suddenly stood up, and the Corpse King Sword emitted a sharp explosive sound: "Courting death!"

Immediately, Li Chuan's figure flashed, holding the Corpse King Sword, and he killed toward the mysterious person.

Corpse Qi, Sword Qi, and the surrounding killing qi intertwined, transforming into a pitch-black sword shadow, carrying bone-corroding coldness and terrifying might, pressing straight toward the other party.

The Corpse King Sword was inherently Yin Evil; now nourished by killing qi, its power was even greater.

The mysterious person's gaze slightly narrowed; he did not expect the person before him to actually erupt with such combat power. He shifted his body to the side, avoiding the sword shadow, and with a shake of his right hand, a pitch-black long sword emitting a ghostly light appeared out of thin air.

He casually blocked it—"Clang!"—a crisp sound.

The two swords collided, and Sword Qi scattered in all directions.

The surrounding Disaster Mist was shaken apart, and the ground was even torn open with several cracks.

Li Chuan stood firm, the Ten Thousand Forms Spirit Robe trembling slightly, dispelling the other party's astonishing Sword Intent.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes; the other party's sword moves were steady and fierce, his aura rich and vast—at least Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivation.

And at a glance one could tell he was also a top expert in swordsmanship; being able to receive his furious strike meant his strength was formidable.

But compared to the Corpse King Sword, it was still lacking.

Corpse Qi and killing qi resonated, with the Ten Thousand Forms Spirit Robe's enhancement, plus the endless nourishment of the killing qi in this place; every sword Li Chuan struck carried the might of destroying heaven and earth.

Even though the mysterious person had Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivation, he was still no match.

Even relying on the environmental advantage, as time passed, he began to suppress the other party.

After several rounds of combat, the mysterious person's gaze fell on the Corpse King Sword in Li Chuan's hand; a hint of envy flashed in his eyes, and he said: "No wonder you have such combat power; with such a divine weapon in hand, within the Nascent Soul Stage, probably no one can match you."

Li Chuan gripped the Corpse King Sword tightly and asked coldly: "Who exactly are you?"

What place is this?

The old site of Dongting Immortal Sect, where Disaster Mist erupted!

Any normal person wouldn't dare approach, let alone venture deep inside.

Therefore, anyone who comes at this time, without exception, must have some plot.

"Who I am doesn't matter."

The mysterious person shook his head, then threw out an invitation: "I see you have a special constitution, bear the Corpse Dao Sword Rhyme, and are backed by a Supreme Treasure.

Why not join the Huang Quan Alliance? With our help, not to mention breaking through to Nascent Soul Stage, even advancing further in the future isn't impossible."

Li Chuan's pupils suddenly shrank: "Huang Quan Alliance?"

I haven't heard that faction's name in many years.

Back then, it was the Huang Quan Alliance that severed the Dragon Vein of Canglan Sea Region.

This finally drew the Three Great Immortal Sects and many cultivation powers to surround and suppress them together.

Never expected that the person before my eyes was actually a member of the Huang Quan Alliance.

But after thinking it over, I fear only such an Evil Cultivator power could have such a strong expert.

If it were someone else, not to mention taking one of my swords, they would likely have their Divine Soul annihilated just from sensing the killing aura.

The mysterious person nodded slightly: "Not bad, it is indeed the Huang Quan Alliance."

Li Chuan suppressed the shock in his heart and asked in a deep voice: "Since you are from the Huang Quan Alliance, why have you appeared at the old site of Dongting Immortal Sect?"

"There's nothing here but Disaster Mist and Earth Qi!"

Hearing this, the mysterious person turned to look in the direction Xu Zhangqing had left, his gaze becoming quite profound, then he opened his mouth to say: "The predecessor of the Huang Quan Alliance was the Xuanhuang Spirit Sect!"