Born with immortal seed

Chapter 612 Everyone says these peaches are inedible.

"Hehe...so sweet, so delicious!"

The voice was frantic and shrill, suddenly breaking the brief silence.

Bai Zichen turned around abruptly and found that Xiao Ji, who was behind him, had changed drastically. No one would associate him with the True Monarch of the Moral Sect.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his eyes bulged out and glowed red, and there was no trace of clarity in them.

Spiderweb-like red lines covered his face, as if they were alive and were still crawling around everywhere.

In that short time, it had already climbed onto the scalp and penetrated deep into the neck.

"Immortal peaches, give me immortal peaches... all of them are mine, perfected to ninety-nine, I can ascend to the Nascent Soul stage and enjoy a lifespan equal to that of an innate spiritual root!"

Xiao Ji waved his hands, the golden mace in his hands was covered in blood, while the white lotus banner still had wisps of pure energy resisting it, and had not yet been completely succumbed.

"Junior Brother Xiao, wake up quickly! Don't be bewitched by the demons!"

Qiu He raised his voice, creating ripples in his singing, much like a special singing style.

Xiao Ji shook his head vigorously, the red line spreading slightly slowed down, and confusion flashed in his eyes.

In just a few breaths, he was completely overwhelmed again.

A fairy peach jumped out of his sleeve, landed on his head, and made a loud, cacophony of noises.

Two more peach pits fell to the ground with a clatter, the flesh of which had been thoroughly eaten, leaving the peach pits with their layered, folded texture resembling white bones.

"I told you those peaches were inedible!"

Bai Zichen's sword flashed from his sleeve, shattering the golden mace that had transformed into a blur of light as it hurtled towards him, breaking it in two with a clang.

With a twist and turn, the sword flashed and fell towards Xiao Ji's head.

"A fifth-tier flying sword! Fellow Daoist, please show mercy! Allow me to capture Junior Brother Xiao and send him back to Heavenly Punishment Peak for punishment..."

Qiu He straightened his curled-up body, his aura suddenly surged to the late Nascent Soul stage, the blood-red seal in his hand expanded to several acres, the runes at the bottom shone brightly, and after flying out, they formed a giant hand that reached for the sky, forcefully grabbing at the black and white sword light.

With a flick of the wrist, the surrounding space could not withstand the immense force, and tiny cracks appeared.

The Nine Hua Spirit Pool was stirred up, and the surface of the water rose and fell violently, pushing and shoving the jade bottles, broken weapons, and treasures around, letting them drift with the current.

A series of crackling sounds followed, and many of the already fragile magical artifacts were further damaged during the collision, becoming even more fragmented.

Xiao Ji's golden mace was a top-grade magic weapon he forged after he transformed into a Nascent Soul, using a hundred pieces of Taibai Gold Crystal, a hundred grains of Geng Gold Essence, and a hundred catties of Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron.

At the moment of completion, another great demon spirit was taken from the Morality Sect's treasury and used to refine it.

Such an extravagant method of refining treasures caused it to undergo a spiritual treasure tribulation decades after becoming a natal magic weapon, thus becoming a low-grade spiritual treasure.

Many years have passed, and they have already reached the level of mid-grade magic treasures.

It still couldn't withstand a single sword strike, and the sword was severed cleanly and decisively.

Only a fifth-tier flying sword could achieve such an overwhelming effect.

"Your junior brother doesn't seem like someone who can be persuaded with words..."

Bai Zichen flipped his wrist, and two more dragons emerged from the abyss, traversing space and arriving at the left and right sides of the towering giant hand.

Yuexuan and Fanghua swirled their swords, flipping and twirling, knocking away each of the five mountain-like fingers of the towering hand.

Despite the fierce competition, it was as if they were performing a silent play, without making a sound.

The Avici Heavenly Prison Demon Sword remained unaffected, its vast true essence and supreme starry sky sword intent enveloping all living beings beneath it with a chilling aura.

Whether it was Xiao Ji himself, the white lotus banner on his chest, or the eerie peach on his head, everything was locked on.

Dealing with cultivators of the same level is now a breeze for Bai Zichen; few people can even force him to use the Star River Sword Formation.

He casually produced two flying swords, which Qiu He could not parry even a single step.

It was obvious that Xiao Ji had been bewitched and had recklessly consumed two mutated immortal peaches.

The current situation is difficult to assess.

Although Bai Zichen was fully confident in his own abilities, he had no reason to keep such a ticking time bomb by his side.

Who knows what changes that strange immortal peach will cause? At the very least, it should render Xiao Ji powerless to resist and bring him under its control.

"The inscription reads: 'The heavens above are the stars and clouds of the Thirty-Six Heavens, the earth below are the seventy-two hellish realms... Holding life and death in hand, judging sins and transgressions, I beseech the gods to decide my fate!'"

Qiu He's eyes twitched; he realized he had underestimated Bai Zichen's strength by a large margin.

After the demon-slaying incident, a discussion broke out within the Moral Sect. While the general consensus was that Bai Zichen's strength was undeniable, it was also believed that his ability to achieve such an astonishing feat was largely due to an irreplaceable secret treasure.

Otherwise, even if the sword cultivator's combat strength is outstanding, it would still be far beyond everyone's imagination.

But looking at him now, it was just a casual, nonchalant strike from his opponent, yet he had to go all out; the difference in their efforts was immeasurable.

However, given his pride as a disciple of the Moral Sect, and the fact that Xiao Ji was invited by Qiu He to explore the Dongyang Villa, even if he was possessed by evil spirits and demons, it was impossible for him to die outside without knowing why.

What might be a certain death for other cultivators is not necessarily the case for disciples of the Moral Sect.

Including the Daoist Master, there are four Nascent Soul cultivators in the sect. With Xiao Ji and Qiu He's status and influence, they can surely ask one of them for help, and who knows, they might even be able to exorcise the demons.

After the divine judgment and prayer were finished, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood mist gathered and did not disperse, forming a blood-red figure in the air.

He extended his index finger, and the flesh and blood evaporated instantly, leaving only a bare finger bone that slowly touched down.

After the blood-red figure was struck by lightning, it shook violently and could barely maintain its form.

On the other side, Xiao Ji, shrouded in black and white sword light, was dumbfounded, seemingly captivated by the sword intent of the starry sky, and could only watch helplessly as the sword light fell.

Although the White Lotus Banner is a treasure inherited from Cunsi Peak and has the rank of a top-grade spiritual treasure, capable of withstanding blood-red light below and blocking sword light above, it has long been riddled with flaws.

The white lotuses withered instantly, their petals falling to the ground, and the banners fell limply.

Only the eerie immortal peach was still struggling, with blood lines breaking through its skin like hundreds of tiny blood vessels simultaneously piercing into Xiao Ji's head.

A once vigorous and energetic Nascent Soul True Monarch was drained of his life force and vitality in the blink of an eye, leaving only a human skin attached to his bones.

Even the bones became soft and fragile, and with a crack, the leg bone broke, and he fell to the ground like a leather sling.

Xiao Ji's nascent soul escaped his physical body, his eyes glazed over, and he was still circling in the same spot.

Then hundreds of blood threads shot out, turning the nascent soul into a beehive, frantically absorbing its life essence. The nascent soul shrank from five inches to three inches, and then back to one inch.

The final, venomous scream faded from this world.

The remaining eerie peach became even fuller, its entire body glowing with blood-red light, and it grew hands and feet.

With a powerful impact into the void, it vanished instantly, and then flashed with bloody light, already hundreds of feet away.

Bai Zichen snorted coldly, about to use the Avici Heavenly Prison Demon Sword to pursue again, when he felt an immense threat coming from the shadows.

Before he could think, all the sword light surrounded him, even the Purple Star Thunder Sword that was undergoing its upgrade.

Layer upon layer, converging into a river of light, the sword light emanating from the twelve flying swords overwhelmed everything, almost becoming an ocean of sword light.

A blood-red shadow appeared behind him, its features blurred, but its size similar, and it stretched out its arms to rush towards Bai Zichen.

Before he even touched it, he felt his heart pounding and his blood surging, as if all the meridians in his body were about to burst.

The Five Crystal Glazed Body and the Nine Heavens Bone Forging Technique, two major body-forging techniques, had no effect whatsoever, as if they had not been attacked at all.

This attack was so mysterious that it was neither physical nor mental, which is why it did not trigger anything.

More like a causal entanglement, the changes in blood shadow directly affect oneself, much like the Great Dao's true meaning ignoring many defenses.

But the next moment, Blood Shadow was shredded into pieces by the surging sword light, and did not last a single breath.

Slowly reassembled, only to be shattered once again without any suspense.

At the center of the sea of ​​sword light, even without setting up the Star River Sword Formation, few Great True Monarchs in the world would dare to take it head-on.

It is estimated that the Taoist Baoxuan, protected by the Taiping Mother Talisman, and the Nine Yang Master, who cultivates both body and spirit and whose physique is comparable to that of a wild beast, can hold out for a short while.

After being wiped out seven times in a row, with sword intent mixed in and constantly killing him, Blood Shadow finally perished completely.

At the same time, the blood mist in front of Qiu He exploded, and he spat out several more mouthfuls of blood essence. He immediately became weak, as if his energy had been drained.

“Fellow Daoist Qiu, if you hadn’t stopped me, I’m afraid I would have already captured that demonized immortal peach and avenged your junior brother.”

Bai Zichen sheathed his sword and stood alone, while the strange immortal peach that had swallowed Xiao Ji had already taken the opportunity to escape without a trace.

The sword light also picked up two peach pits from the ground, which were then sealed with the lightning of the Purple Star Thunder Sword for research.

At the same time, he added another layer of restrictions to the three immortal peaches in the nascent form of his own grotto-heaven.

I won't be bewitched like Xiao Ji, but I still worry about whether the Immortal Peach will undergo new changes.

"To leave the Dongyang Villa, you also need a pass token to travel through, unlike other ruins where you can simply tear through the void. That immortal peach can't be taken away... I beg you, fellow Daoist, to help me capture that immortal peach so that I can tell Junior Brother Xiao's wronged soul. I, Qiu, am willing to give up all my gains in the villa."

Qiu He aged considerably in an instant; originally, he only appeared old in aura, but now even his appearance showed signs of premature aging.

With a low, hoarse voice, he bowed and stepped forward to collect Xiao Ji, who was now just a pile of human skin, along with his Taoist robe, so that he could be sent back to Cunsi Peak for burial.

According to the rules of Cunsi Peak, the bodies of deceased True Lords are burned and scattered into the outer sea.

His life's mission was to open up the outer seas and find safe routes to other continents.

After death, his body will merge with the sea, and he will likely have the opportunity to drift with the ocean currents across the vast oceans and reach the ten continents.

Currently located inland, the decision on how to arrange the burial is up to Cun Sifeng to discuss and decide.

The lightning-fast exchange just now revealed to Qiu He Bai Zichen his unfathomable depths. His sword light was as deep as the ocean and as boundless as the starry sky, leaving one utterly without the desire to resist.

Although there are still a few powerful spells that haven't been used, those would require risking one's life.

At this rate, Qiu He will die before she even harms Bai Zichen.

That fifth-tier immortal peach could stir up Xiao Ji's greed and easily devour him, so its strength should not be underestimated.

It was only because it encountered an incredibly powerful opponent that it fled at breakneck speed.

Qiu He felt that he was not confident of victory against the strange immortal peach, since the cultivators of Wubu Peak were not known for their direct combat skills.

I'd rather have come all this way to Dongyang Villa for nothing than give Xiao Ji an explanation. I can't let the culprit live a carefree life.

After doing all this, he took out three dark wooden boxes and handed them to him from afar.

The strange immortal peaches that were previously distributed also belonged to the harvest of Dongyang Villa. Qiu He, in accordance with his promise, did not take a single item, so he naturally had to hand them over.

"Alright, I will definitely slay that demonic peach!"

Bai Zichen pondered for a moment, then waved his hand to put away the three Yin Wood boxes, repeating the process in the same way.

He was burdened by debt, and the difference between three or six demon peaches made no difference to him.

If one has sufficient strength, Yao Taoshi is the best subject for research.

A fifth-tier spiritual plant is most likely a branch of a peach tree from the upper realm, which is why it can grow to this extent in the mortal world.

It also involves inexplicable demonization; a perfectly good longevity-promoting immortal fruit has become a demonic fruit that takes people's lives, which must be due to a great secret.

"Let's leave the peaches aside; the other items can be divided according to the agreement."

After a fierce battle, the Nine-Hua Spirit Pool was left in ruins, with a large number of broken magical artifact fragments washed ashore.

Bai Zichen walked over and picked up a ceramic-like shard, about the size of his palm.

It has light blue stripes painted on it, and water droplets will condense when you wave it gently.

Soon, more cracks appeared in the ceramic shards, breaking them into pieces the size of fingernails.

“These magical treasures couldn’t have deteriorated to this state when they were first put into use. It seems that something is wrong with the Nine Hua Spirit Pool itself… Why don’t you, Fellow Daoist Qiu, retrieve all those jade bottles and see if they contain any pills, and whether their medicinal effects are still the same?”

"That doesn't make sense. The energy stored in the Nine-Flower Spirit Pool should be enough to last for at least 100,000 years..."

Qiu He muttered to himself, flicking his fingers in rapid succession, and countless black ropes precisely looped around the jade bottles, lifting them out of the pool.

With a press of both hands, all the jade bottle openings popped out on their own, as if dozens of invisible hands had pulled off the stoppers.

"It's broken, it's broken... it's still broken!"

Qiu He rushed forward to inspect each jade bottle. The immortal peaches had turned into demon peaches, so there was no hope of prolonging life in this way.

The last hope lies in whether Master Dongyang has refined the corresponding elixir and stored it in his cave.

The more he looked, the more ashen his face became, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

In the worst-case scenario, if the Nine-Flower Spirit Pool loses its ability to retain spiritual energy and make pills immortal, it means that even if a brand-new longevity elixir truly exists, all we'll see is a black, mushy dregs.

Qiu He moved faster and faster, throwing away one useless jade bottle after another.

When they had almost reached halfway through, they abruptly pulled their outstretched hand back, exclaiming in disbelief, "There are pills inside! There are intact pills inside!"

My voice became completely hoarse at some point, making it difficult to even speak; it was like striking two broken gongs.

He poured it out, and two pills, as beautiful as longan, landed in his palm.

The pill was clear and bright in color, with tiny petal-like patterns. When rolled gently, it even released a floral fragrance.

"Huh, there really are pills that have been preserved for tens of thousands of years..."

Bai Zichen moved closer and observed carefully.

These jade bottles are of ordinary quality, made of third-grade jade, and could not possibly have extraordinary effects.

"These are Plum Blossom Heavenly Star Pills, pills that help break through the bottleneck of the late Nascent Soul stage. There is no such pill formula in the mortal realm. They were created by Master Dongyang. These two pills can be said to be rare and unique!"

Qiu He looked excited, as if he had grasped some priceless treasure.

"This means that the Nine-Flower Spirit Pool was not completely ineffective; there may have been some mishaps that allowed some of the elixirs to be preserved!"

(End of this chapter)