I am evergreen in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 492 Slaying the Heavens and Slaying the Dragon, Fairy Sister

Lu Chang'an pursued the fourth-tier ink dragon, plunging a hundred miles underwater into the true deep waters.

The black dragon's gaze was cold, and it led him into the unfathomable abyss.

The azure protective shield around Lu Chang'an twisted slightly, constantly consuming magical power to cope with the terrifying pressure of the deep sea.

The Ink Dragon possesses the body of a fourth-tier dragon and has innate water control abilities, making it almost unaffected.

Moreover, this dragon has a significantly increased speed when escaping in the sea.

The dragon's body undulates as nimbly as a sea serpent, navigating the complex deep-sea environment.

"Human, if you have the ability, catch up with me and then fight to the death."

Even when they reach the deep sea, the fourth-tier Ink Dragon is cunning and treacherous, and does not easily engage in a head-on confrontation with a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Lu Chang'an could easily guess that this dragon wanted to exhaust its magical power before fighting and entangled in the abyss.

This approach might work for some other mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, but it's completely wrong to apply it to Lu Chang'an.

Lu Chang'an possesses fourth-level body refinement, so he is not actually afraid of the pressure of deep sea water.

Evergreen has strong mana regeneration and excels at prolonged battles.

Furthermore, given the advantage in cultivation level, it's still uncertain who will exhaust whom.

however.

Lu Chang'an had no intention of playing hide-and-seek with this dragon in the deep waters or waging a protracted war.

"Hmm, we've reached about this depth, that's about right."

Lu Chang'an glanced around, then looked up at the sea.

It is confirmed that the Daoist couples of the Star Moon Palace on the sea have difficulty discerning the specific situation in the deep water.

……

Ok?
Mo Jiao was surprised to see this; this opponent seemed to be unusual.

In the past, humanity's only adversaries were those who frowned at the depth of the water. To achieve their goals, they had no choice but to hold their noses and fight it in the deep sea.

Just then.

Lu Chang'an waved his sleeve and summoned a silver-blue water droplet.

hum!
A hazy, rippling light emanated from its surface. The pressure from the deep sea surging in from all directions became unusually gentle.

"The Sea-Suppressing Spirit Pearl!"

"What is your relationship with the Sixteen Sects of Zhenhai...?"

Mo Jiao's expression changed, and he said in a gloomy tone.

With this water-based treasure, the pressure and energy expenditure experienced by the target in deep water will be greatly reduced.

This is not over yet.

Lu Chang'an held the silver-blue water droplet in his mouth and then released a fourth-order water escape talisman.

Instantly.

Lu Chang'an's azure-glowing body was enveloped by a deep blue current, which greatly increased his speed, allowing him to move freely through the deep water.

not good!

The black dragon sensed something was wrong as the human Nascent Soul behind it kept closing the distance.

With the help of the Sea-Suppressing Spirit Pearl and the fourth-order Water Escape Talisman, Lu Chang'an's speed in deep water completely surpassed that of the fourth-order Ink Dragon.

The black dragon was familiar with the terrain of the deep sea, and its dragon body circled and dodged around the seabed hills and corals.

Whoosh! Boom!
With a flick of its tail, it created a hundred-foot-long inky black water barrier, resembling an impenetrable wall of steel, facing the powerful enemy behind it.

Lu Chang'an waved his arm, and eight Qingxuan swords flew out, condensing into a huge azure sword light with wood grain.

Like slicing tofu, the Watery Sky Curtain was split in two.

The remaining sword energy sliced ​​a hill on the seabed to pieces.

"There's no escaping it!"

The black dragon's gaze was fierce, its massive body lying horizontally in the water, its scales radiating a layer of dark, watery protective energy.

The dragon raised its head, its throat and abdomen bulged, and it spewed out a large cloud of pale purple poisonous mist.

In an instant, the seawater within a ten-mile radius turned black.

This is the "God-Eating Poison Mist" cultivated by this dragon, which can corrode the physical body and nascent soul, and is even more pervasive in the deep sea.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chang'an recklessly plunged into the poisonous fog.

Eight fourth-grade superior-quality Azure Profound Swords transformed into ten-zhang-long swords, shimmering with azure light, and slashed at the body of the Ink Dragon with the sharpness of autumn rain.

After slicing through the heavy, deep water and the corrosive poisonous mist, the Azure Profound Sword Light paused slightly before striking the dragon's body, causing little damage.

Ding! Sizzle!
The black dragon withstood a round of attacks, but some of its scales were cut open, revealing several bloody marks.

In the deep sea, the power of water element surged, and the dark water elemental light rapidly repaired the scales of the black dragon.

"The Azure Profound Sword's power is suppressed and reduced in deep water. However, this dragon's defensive abilities are amplified, and its scales are comparable to those of a Nascent Soul level magic weapon..."

Lu Chang'an deeply felt the impact of geographical environment on the battle.

No wonder the Star Moon Palace Daoist companions, whose strength was comparable to that of the mid-Nascent Soul stage, were completely unable to subdue this dragon and instead suffered losses.

If it were the True Lord of the Underworld, fighting this dragon in the deep water would actually be easier for him.

At least they also have geographical advantages, are not afraid of the black dragon's consumption, and can remain invincible.

However, to kill the Ink Dragon, an overwhelming and ruthless method is ultimately required.

"hold head high--"

"Human brat, with such weak attack methods, you dare to try and deal with me?"

The black dragon let out a long roar and laughed wildly.

As the dragon fought and retreated, it unleashed an even more ferocious "God-Eating Poison Mist," continuously enveloping and eroding Lu Chang'an.

Lu Chang'an's face showed a mocking expression. He remained unmoved and activated the eight Azure Profound Swords to launch a pursuit.

Since it was not a positional battle, this dragon was fast in the water and its body was agile.

Lu Chang'an was not in a position to set up the Azure Profound Sword Formation or the fourth-order puppet formation.

Even so, when the Eight Azure Swords are activated as part of a set of magical artifacts, they are agile, swift, and fierce in their attacks.

Although weakened by the deep water, the dense, flickering aura of the Azure Profound Sword Qi crisscrossed the ancient trees, their cycle of life endless.

The wood-based killing sword aura continuously accumulates.

A moment.

The black dragon felt an excruciating pain.

The dragon's body was left with deeper, blood-red sword marks, and the protective aura could not keep up with the repair.

The cyan sword light became increasingly refined and sharp.

Perhaps one or two strikes don't do much damage, but the advantage lies in the high frequency and continuous nature of the attacks, allowing the sword's momentum to accumulate.

……

"How come this kid hasn't been affected by the God-Eating Poison Mist yet?"

Despite his injuries, Mo Jiao looked at Lu Chang'an, who was shrouded in a purple poison barrier, and felt that something was wrong.

The dragon poison he cultivated over hundreds of years is a mixture of rare and exotic poisons!

It can poison and damage the physical body, and it can also erode the nascent soul of human cultivators.

Lu Chang'an didn't seem to use any magical treasures or supernatural powers to neutralize the poison, nor did he even take any antidote pills.

If it were a previous opponent...

Either their combat strength decreases after being poisoned, or they must divide their magical power and divine consciousness to resist the corrosive poison mist, thus naturally reducing their attack power.

But the opponent we have now is neither of those situations.

a moment.

Lu Chang'an's eight Azure Profound Swords suddenly stopped their attack.

"This can't go on like this."

Lu Chang'an frowned, looking at the increasing number of bloody sword marks on the dragon's body, with many scales cracking and even falling off.

Seeing this, he simply put away all the Azure Profound Swords.

"Human cultivators, stop here and retreat immediately."

Mo Jiao was secretly delighted, thinking that Lu Chang'an had forcibly suppressed the poison to the limit and was about to take effect.

"Otherwise, if this fight drags on, I will make sure you perish..."

The black dragon laughed wildly, then its voice abruptly stopped.

Boom!

A cold, swirling current erupted around Lu Chang'an.

The nearby waters were turbulent, and the Haitian hills trembled slightly.

A colossal, dark blue object, resembling an oval hill, appeared at Lu Chang'an's feet.

"A fourth-tier giant tortoise?"

The black dragon paused for a moment, but was not afraid of the giant tortoise, which was also of the water element.

Whoosh! Whoosh!
A blue sea flag appeared above the head of the Xuan Shui Giant Turtle.

Upon its appearance, the water spirit shone brightly, absorbing immense water spirit power in the deep water.

hum!
The sea flag surged to twenty zhang (approximately 33 meters) high, triggering a massive tsunami that drew in the waters of the surrounding dozens of miles, creating a vast expanse of deep blue water that stretched for several miles.

Instantly.

Lu Chang'an and Mo Jiao reside in this aquatic world, which is clearly distinct from the underwater world outside.

Xuan Shuijun activated the sea flag, and the pressure on Lu Chang'an from the deep sea vanished completely.

Instead, the heavy pressure from the Sea Flag waters fell on the Ink Dragon.

"Sea Flag Waters! You really are a cultivator from one of the Sixteen Sects of Zhenhai..."

Mo Jiao's face was gloomy.

It unleashed its innate divine power, [Dragon's Submerged Journey], its body swaying, blue water ripples outlining its entire form. It resembled a blue water dragon, dissolving the oppressive force within the waters.

The black dragon's speed increased dramatically, its horns flashing with electric patterns as it charged fiercely toward the boundary of the sea flag's waters.

"It's not that simple."

Lu Chang'an sneered.

The blue water dragon that the black dragon had transformed into had only been gone for about a mile.

He then felt the surrounding water was deep and cold, and a sense of oppression, like a thousand icebergs, surged forth.

At the same time, the terrifying chilling power froze the water on its body surface.

Frost had formed on the black scales of the black dragon's body, and the powerful dragon's blood and energy within its body felt slightly stagnant.

"Mysterious Dark Water!"

"Extreme Yin Coldness... This turtle is a mutated species!"

The black dragon let out a terrified roar; this was the first time it had felt its life threatened in deep-sea combat.

That water turtle possesses a mutated Heavenly Grade bloodline, and its water-based magic contains extremely Yin and malevolent energy.

Moreover, it also possesses a domain-type sea flag magic weapon and has mastered the external cultivation of heavy water supernatural power.

Even in a one-on-one fight in deep water, the Xuan Shui Turtle can fight the Mo Jiao to a standstill, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

At this moment.

Mo Jiao finally realized that the human in front of him was no ordinary person; he was a powerful expert in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Faced with this critical situation, the black dragon knew it could not afford to engage in a desperate struggle.

Otherwise, in the Haiqi waters, he would be suppressed by the Heavy Water Cold Fiend, and Lu Chang'an would be able to unleash his full strength, which would surely kill it.

"hold head high--"

The black dragon's internal magical power surged, urging its dragon energy to erupt. It opened its mouth and spat out a ball of dark purple dragon flame, spreading a dangerous aura.

Boom! Puff!
The surrounding deep seawater, hundreds of feet deep, melted away, and the chilling power was completely dispelled.

The dark purple dragon flames, exuding deadly poison, burned incessantly in the water, rapidly expanding.

The black dragon unleashed three bursts of its natal dragon flame in succession.

In just a few breaths, the entire Haiqi waters will be engulfed by the burning flames of the Flood Dragon.

Xuan Shuijun was in extreme discomfort. A layer of deep, heavy water surrounded his body, and his spiritual light dimmed. He was forced to retreat repeatedly.

……

"The bloodline of the true dragon is thin and far inferior to that of the descendants of the true dragon, yet it possesses such abilities."

Lu Chang'an's body shone with a bright green light as he flew above the water, avoiding the corrosive effects of the dragon flames.

Even mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators would retreat somewhat in the face of the innate true fire of the True Dragon bloodline, unwilling to confront it head-on.

After spewing out several mouthfuls of dragon fire.

The black dragon felt slightly weak, but the pressure from the surrounding waters was gone, allowing it to break through to the outside of the water boundary without any hindrance.

It caught a glimpse of Lu Chang'an above the water boundary out of the corner of its eye.

The figure radiating emerald light suddenly split into three.

The three men in white robes all exuded the aura of wood-elemental magic at the Nascent Soul stage, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

"This is no ordinary phantom clone."

The black dragon became wary.

Before breaking through the Sea Flag waters, this mysterious Nascent Soul human is the biggest variable.

"That's it!"

The white-clad man in the center held a heavy, ancient axe in his hand.

The axe body is dark and matte, with a wide blade and a restrained, cold gleam.

It resembled an inconspicuous wood-chopping knife.

"That is--"

Mo Jiao's heart pounded, instinctively sensing a deadly threat.

I saw.

The three Lu Chang'an stood in front of the Sky-Splitting Axe, simultaneously raising their hands and channeling Evergreen's magical power into them.

Lu Chang'an, who was in the center, made hand seals and unleashed the powerful magic power of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Lu Chang'an on the left and right sides each unleashed nearly 50% of his true power, even if only for a brief moment.

Three figures in white robes fluttered, ethereal and mysterious, their movements synchronized, as if they were the legendary Three Pure Ones of One Qi.

When all three are activated simultaneously, the [Sky-Splitting Axe] unleashes even greater magical power, significantly reducing the time required to charge and unleash its power.

hum!
The Sky-Splitting Axe trembled with a roar, its body swirling with the magical patterns of its fortified blade, radiating a destructive, restrictive light.

Even before the axe had been unleashed, the terrifying spiritual pressure and aura of annihilation plunged the entire body of water into a deathly oppression.

The fleeing black dragon shuddered, its massive body gripped by suffocating pressure.

His consciousness, magical power, and blood and qi were stagnant, making it difficult for him to move his body.

It was as if they were being suppressed and locked down by the Heavenly Lord of the Upper Realm, with nowhere to hide.

Behind the three figures in white.

The Xuan Shui Turtle was also suffocating and powerless, its beady green eyes wide open, giving the illusion that time had stood still.

“Spiritual Treasure… Sky Rift…”

The black dragon, gripped by fear and despair, let out a desperate roar, its very voice trembling as if coming from its very soul:

"Sir, spare my life——"

The vast ocean was split in two, and the entire Haiqi waters were cleaved apart.

laugh--

A beam of annihilating axe light sliced ​​through the sea, sweeping past the massive body of the black dragon.

Its domineering and destructive aura was enough to make even a Nascent Soul cultivator wary.

Starting from Lu Chang'an, a huge chasm opened up in the seabed, stretching for hundreds of miles.

Wherever the light of the annihilating axe passed.

The deep water turned into emptiness, automatically forming a vacuum crack.

The vacuum rift exuded an aura of destruction, seemingly becoming a forbidden zone, and seawater could not be filled in for several breaths.

The twenty-zhang-long black dragon's body lay frozen in the abyss, like a fossil.

The enormous dragon head, with its eyes wide open, slowly fell off the dragon's body.

As the dragon's head fell.

Waves surged in the sea, breaking the stillness of the water.

……

Lu Chang'an took a deep breath, quickly withdrew his Evergreen magic power, and retrieved the Sky-Splitting Axe.

It seems that Kaifeng drank the blood of the dragon's offspring.

An exciting and exhilarating spiritual energy emanated from the Sky-Splitting Axe in his hand.

From that spiritual source, a vague, nascent consciousness was faintly born.

at the same time.

A clear sensation was transmitted from the Evergreen Dao Fruit.

A sudden whim, a stroke of inspiration, points in a certain direction.

After withdrawing his magical power, he retrieved the Sky-Splitting Axe.

Lu Chang'an glanced coldly in a certain direction of the sea.

That intense sensation came from the moment I fully activated the [Sky-Splitting Axe], and the time was very short.

Lu Chang'an dared not delay and quickly collected and dismembered the black dragon's corpse.

"Tsk tsk, the complete corpse of a Heavenly Grade Bloodline Flood Dragon..."

Wei Kui Shi appeared at the bottom of the sea to help process the materials.

Lu Chang'an quickly dug out the dragon's elixir.

That axe blow was comparable to a strike from a true spiritual treasure. The black dragon withstood it, but not only its body was destroyed.

The aura of destruction annihilated the essence and consciousness within the Dragon Essence Pill.

The body of a fourth-order dragon is a treasure from head to toe.

Dragon scales, dragon claws, dragon core, dragon blood, dragon tendons...

Almost its entire body is made of valuable materials.

In terms of the value of the corpse, it is far inferior to that of a demon king of the same level, possibly by several times.

For example, even if the Rat Demon King were stripped of all his flesh and blood, he would only have a few valuable parts, which cannot be compared with the Dragonborn.

Of course, in a normal team-based dragon slaying event, it's impossible to leave behind an intact corpse.

Often, they are covered in wounds, leaving behind a mangled and broken dragon body, greatly reducing their value.

Without overwhelming strength, if handled improperly, the Dragon Essence Pill might self-destruct. In the end, the corpse would be worthless, and one or two unlucky souls would be dragged down with it.

Therefore, slaying a dragon carries considerable risk.

Lu Chang'an could also kill this dragon using the Azure Profound Sword Formation.

However, the sword formation excels in sustained attacks, lacking the burst damage of the [Sky-Splitting Axe]. Even if the dragon is successfully strangled, it will be torn to pieces, greatly diminishing its value.

"Huh? Found it."

Lu Chang'an rummaged through the black dragon's corpse for a while and found a fleshy pouch.

This is the internal storage space that the Ink Dragon cultivated.

Lu Chang'an roughly counted the spiritual plants, precious minerals, and rare treasures collected in the Mo Jiao's spatial pouch, finding that their value was close to that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

If you include the complete dragon corpse, its value will exceed the harvest from killing the Netherwater True Lord back then.

When Lu Chang'an was counting and dividing the spoils of war.

Xuan Shuijun used his water-based supernatural powers to destroy the traces left by the Sky-Splitting Axe, leaving behind a scene of devastation spanning hundreds of miles.

Previously, when the [Sky-Splitting Axe] was activated, although the area within the Sea Flag waters was cleaved open, most of its aura was concealed.

Meanwhile, in the deep sea abyss, the remaining traces were further concealed.

Lu Chang'an finally unleashed the Azure Profound Sword, leaving some shockingly destructive sword marks on the ridge of the Sea Abyss.

……

above the sea.

The young Nascent Soul cultivator's partner from Star Moon Palace did not leave; she took a spiritual pill to recover her injuries and magical power.

"That person looks unfamiliar. I wonder which Nascent Soul cultivator he is from."

The beautiful female cultivator in the blue star-patterned robe, with a voluptuous figure, gazed at the undulating sea and spoke with sparkling bright eyes.

"This man is so arrogant, venturing alone into the deep waters to fight the evil dragon. He probably won't come out unscathed."

The young man in blue was of medium build, with a dignified face, and sighed softly.

Separated by hundreds of miles of deep water, the two could only faintly sense the fluctuations of the battle, but could not see the specific situation.

a moment.

A sudden tremor ran through their hearts, and they felt a strange sense of unease.

A chilling aura swept across the deep sea, as if it were an illusion.

Huge waves surged on the sea.

The seawater in a certain area parted into a narrow trench, which healed after a few breaths.

"What a terrible smell!"

"Could it be that in that critical moment, that person unleashed some trump card that was beyond their level?"

The young couple in the Star Moon Palace looked at each other in bewilderment.

The two of them had only ever felt that chilling aura from the Nascent Soul Grandmasters of this palace.

Moreover, it came from the bottom of the deep sea.

However, the aura was short-lived, and then the sea fell silent.

After a while.

When the two hesitated, wondering whether they should go down to investigate.

Wow!
The man in white who had been standing on the giant turtle surfaced earlier, his face pale and his breathing unsteady.

Fourth-tier Xuan Turtle?

The couple from Xingyue Palace looked surprised.

This mid-stage Nascent Soul giant actually possesses a water-type sacred beast; no wonder he dared to venture alone into the deep waters to fight that black dragon.

"Fellow Daoist, are you alright?"

"Was that evil dragon severely injured and driven away by you, fellow Daoist?"

The young couple from Xingyue Palace asked with concern, but their curiosity was more about finding out about Mo Jiao's condition.

If the Ink Dragon is seriously injured, the two of them might be able to take advantage of the situation if they chase after it.

"This dragon has been beheaded by Lu."

Lu Chang'an sat on the turtle's back, regulated his breathing, took the pill, and spoke truthfully.

"The evil dragon was slain?"

The young couple from Xingyue Palace looked at each other, their surprise clearly unexpected.

They had fought the black dragon in the sea and knew its formidable methods.

In terms of self-preservation ability in deep water, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator might be able to severely injure and repel this dragon, but killing it would be quite difficult.

"That evil dragon was unaware that I, Lu, also possessed a fourth-tier spirit turtle. At the critical moment, Xuan Shui Jun attacked and entangled the black dragon. I, Lu, expended a large amount of my essence and vital energy to activate a powerful secret technique, unleashing power beyond my tier, and only then was I fortunate enough to kill the dragon."

Lu Chang'an briefly explained the process of slaying the dragon.

Upon hearing this, the couple from Xingyue Palace nodded slightly.

With two against one, and the advantage of higher cultivation levels, it's understandable that they would pay a considerable price to kill the Ink Dragon.

"My surname is Lu, and I am an elder guest of the Azure Sea Merchant Alliance. May I ask how you two fellow Daoists from the Star Palace address me?"

Lu Chang'an didn't mind getting to know the couple who were Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Jiang Yulou, Elder of the Star Palace of Star Moon Palace."

“Yu Zhengyin, Elder of the Moon Palace of the Star Moon Palace.”

Jiang Yulou and Yu Zhengyin are Daoist couples from Xingyue Palace, and newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivators.

The Ink Dragon is causing havoc in the Heavenly Star Sea, harming not only the Azure Sea Merchant Alliance, but also lower and middle-level cultivators from forces such as the Star Moon Palace.

During the conversation, Lu Chang'an thought of the noble person from Xingyue Palace who was the owner of the jade pendant given to him by Jing Wufeng.

He considered testing the waters, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind.

Right now, he has no trouble that requires him to seek help from the Star Moon Palace.

If we alert that person too early, attracting the attention of top-tier cultivators like the Star King or the Moon Queen, it might not be a good thing.

……

On the other side of the Tianxing Sea.

Tengai Island.

A misty haze hangs in the air, where water and sky merge into one.

Numerous cultivators, spirit ships, and vessels came and went, including many with the aura of Nascent Soul cultivators.

At the very center of Spirit Island, where a fourth-grade superior spiritual vein resides, lies the highest peak shrouded in clouds and mist.

Lingchun Cave, within the Hundred Herbs Garden.

A pure white silk skirt brushed against the moss-covered stone steps, leaving behind a refreshing sandalwood fragrance reminiscent of grass and trees.

The woman in the skirt, her face veiled by a cloud-like gauze, possessed exquisite features and an elegant, pure demeanor.

Standing amidst the lush garden, one is like a crane standing amidst clouds, or a snow-covered jade mountain.

Her delicate eyebrows resembled distant mountains shrouded in mist, and her beautiful eyes were like autumn waters reflecting smoke; when her gaze fell, it was as if a Bodhisattva had lowered her brows.

The mountain breeze lifted her veil, revealing lips like apricot petals.

Her pale pink lips contrasted with her slightly sickly pale face, creating an image of weary compassion and philanthropy.

A silver needle was inserted diagonally into her hair bun, with a moonbeam pearl at the end.

He carried a purple bamboo medicine basket on his back and a green jade gourd hanging from his waist.

The pure white silk fairy dress outlines her full curves, and the skirt and sleeves are embroidered with patterns of various herbs.

now.

This renowned female healer, whose fame spread throughout the seas, turned her head and gazed in a certain direction of the ocean:

"coming."

Lingchun Zhenjun's gaze was deep and melancholy, with a hint of sorrow in it.

She put away the medicine basket on her back.

With light, graceful steps, she arrived at the bamboo-roofed cave dwelling in the Hundred Herbs Garden.

A handsome and extraordinary man in a feathered robe lay lazily on a bamboo chair, his eyes closed as if he were dozing.

The man had a high forehead and a face as cold as jade; his thick eyebrows slanted upwards into his temples, and there was a black mole on the peak of his left eyebrow.

If any high-level cultivators from Tianwai Island were present, they would likely be dumbfounded and unable to believe it.

The supreme lord of Tianwai Island was lying on a bamboo chair with his legs crossed in such an unseemly manner.

"elder sister."

The man in the feathered robe, the island lord, smiled when he saw True Monarch Lingchun enter, his voice unusually gentle compared to the outside world.

Outsiders could not imagine that Jiang Yufan, the ruthless and cold-blooded master of Tianwai Island, would have such a tender moment.

"Xiao Fan, you are the great island master of Tianwai Island, and your fate is tied to the lives of millions of independent cultivators overseas. Don't come to my cave every few days."

Lingchun Zhenjun gave a slight reproach, seemingly with a sense of helplessness.

"Hmm? Sister seems to have something on her mind today."

Jiang Yufan was perceptive and noticed a faint worry between her sister's brows.

This miraculous healer was usually as calm as still water, unmoved by praise or blame, and rarely anything could touch her heart.

……

Many years ago.

Jiang Yufan was still a beggar, begging on the desolate mortal island.

Starving and freezing, he stole some cured meat from the landlord's house and was beaten half to death.

When he was on his deathbed.

A serene and divine fairy descended, pure and compassionate, bestowing upon the sweet dew and jade rain.

He was brought back to life and given a new lease on life.

The little beggar was dirty and tattered back then.

Upon seeing the legendary fairy, he was so amazed by her beauty that he was completely stunned.

He couldn't help but kneel down and worship, kowtowing:
"Fairy sister!"

"Thank you, fairy sister, for saving my life!"

That scene was deeply etched in his young heart, and it remained so even centuries later.

It was a fairy sister who saved him and discovered his hidden innate Dao body.

Later, under the guidance of Sister Lingchun, he entered the world of cultivation and gradually made a name for himself in the overseas cultivation world.

With his sister's behind-the-scenes support, Jiang Yufan was able to establish his influence on Tianwai Island and gain many opportunities.

Later, he advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage and successfully took over the position of the Great Island Lord.

Even if one becomes a Nascent Soul cultivator and dominates a sea area.

In Jiang Yufan's heart, she will always be the fairy sister who gave him a second chance at life.

He was better than his own sister, and better than his birth mother who abandoned him.

Moreover, even with his strength as a great cultivator, he still cannot fathom the depths of this mysterious woman's abilities.

In the vast outer sea, countless cultivators have received her healing.

The major powers in the outer seas, including the Star Moon Palace, all owe my sister a favor.

From childhood to adulthood, he couldn't help but feel admiration for his sister, who was as beautiful as an angel.

Even though this fairy-like woman from back then was over a thousand years older than him.

Unfortunately, this immortal healer always treated him like a younger brother.

Perhaps it was due to an unforeseen catastrophe that would last for a millennium.

The older sister didn't want to implicate him and was unwilling to break the taboo binding their sibling relationship.

"It's nothing major. One of my sister's fellow disciples has come to Tianxinghai."

Lingchun Zhenjun collected his thoughts and replied with a faint smile.

"What is the cultivation level of this fellow disciple of the Evergreen Technique?"

The island lord's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice.

"It should be the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm."

Lingchun Zhenjun spoke softly, his voice lingering and ethereal at the end.

"Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, what is there for you to fear, sister?"

The island lord felt relieved and said in a relaxed tone:
"The vast outer island of the sky, and the connections throughout the Star Sea, are all my sister's support!"

"My sister is not worried about this person."

Lingchun Zhenjun's dark eyebrows furrowed, and a hint of coldness flashed deep in her eyes:
"I fear that this fellow disciple, having entered the overseas cultivation world from the Tianheng Continent, may bring unpredictable calamities upon my sister..."

(End of this chapter)