Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 938 A Gentle Touch of Treasures, A Great Harvest!

Upon seeing this, Lu Fengyu was utterly stunned.

Even with the combined forces of Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord and Profound Origin Heavenly Lord, they still lost. Then what about himself—

Thinking of this, the hair on his body stood on end, and his back went cold, as if an invisible sword was hanging over his head, ready to strike at any moment.

He gritted his teeth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
His hand seals suddenly changed, and a crimson flying sword shot out from his sleeve, its blade engulfed in raging flames, heading straight for Que Le's face!
Que Le was so excited by Zhou Xun's great victory that he was caught off guard and forced to retreat several steps by this sudden attack.

Lu Fengyu seized the opportunity and suddenly retreated.

He roared, "Retreat!"

Transforming into a streak of crimson light, it instantly traversed a thousand feet!

"Want to leave!"

Que Le reacted and roared angrily, about to give chase, when he saw Lu Fengyu throw out a crimson jade talisman. The talisman exploded, turning into a rain of fire that blocked his pursuit.

At the same time, Lord Chiyun instantly understood the situation, his face ashen, and he gritted his teeth and shouted:
"Brother Xuanyuan, let's go too!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Xuan Yuan Tianjun's mouth, and his aura weakened, but he nodded without hesitation upon hearing this.

The two figures flashed, transforming into two streaks of light, one red and one blue, and sped off into the distance!

Before leaving, Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord glanced back at Zhou Xun, his eyes filled with both apprehension and a complex emotion, before finally letting out a cold snort:
"This spirit island is yours!"

Having said that, he waved his sleeve, and a crimson glow swept up the remaining disciples as he prepared to flee.

However, just as they were about to leave the battlefield, a detached voice boomed like thunder across the heavens and earth—

"Did I tell you to leave?"

Before the words had even faded, Zhou Xun's figure appeared in front of the three of them like a ghost, the Xuan Ting Thunder Sword hovering beside him, its blade emitting chilling lightning, exuding a chilling killing intent!
Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord's pupils shrank sharply, his figure abruptly halting, his face extremely grim: "What does Fellow Daoist intend to do?"

Zhou Xun stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, his eyes flashing like lightning, and said calmly, "Since you're here, you should leave something behind."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yuan Tianjun's face turned ashen, and he said in a cold voice, "Don't push your luck! We have already yielded; do you really want us to fight to the death?"

"A fight to the death?" Zhou Xun's expression remained unchanged.
"You can try it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lightly tapped his fingertip, and the Xuan Ting Thunder Sword suddenly split into seven hundred and twenty sword lights, which poured down like a galaxy, surrounding the two of them!

Before the sword light even arrived, the sharp sword intent already made their skin sting and their souls tremble!

Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said in a deep voice, "What exactly does Fellow Daoist want?"

Zhou Xun's gaze was indifferent as he slowly spoke: "It's very simple—"

"Either leave behind your storage magic items and natal spirit treasures."

"Either you leave your lives behind, or you'll be dead!"

If he weren't a man who didn't kill indiscriminately, how could those two have had the chance to leave?

Upon hearing this, Lord Chiyun's face instantly turned ashen, and his eyes were filled with fury that seemed about to burst forth.

As a celestial ruler, how could he have ever suffered such humiliation?

Storage magic treasures and natal spiritual treasures are the lifeblood of cultivators. If they are handed over, not only will they lose face, but their future cultivation path will also be extremely difficult!
"Your Excellency, please don't go too far!" Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord gritted his teeth, his body writhing in crimson flames, clearly enraged.

Xuan Yuan Tianjun's face was also gloomy, and the Xuan Yuan Heavy Water Pearl in his hand trembled slightly. He said in a cold voice, "Does Your Excellency really think you have us cornered? If we fight to the death, the outcome is still uncertain!"

Zhou Xun's expression remained unchanged, but his gaze grew increasingly cold:
"If you refuse to hand it over, then—die!"

He's already given them the chance!

As the last word fell, seven hundred and twenty sword lights suddenly erupted, like a reversed galaxy, with the force of thunder!
Wherever the sword light passed, the void trembled, spiritual energy was annihilated, and terrifying killing intent completely enveloped the two of them!

"Brother Chiyun, let's fight!" Xuan Yuan Tianjun roared, and a Xuan Yuan Heavy Water Pearl suddenly exploded, transforming into a vast curtain of dark blue water.
This was something he had spent over a thousand years refining; once unleashed, even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would be affected.
It can hold them off for a while or two.
He would never have used it if he hadn't been in such a desperate situation.

Upon seeing this, a ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord. He suddenly bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood!

"boom--!"

The essence blood transformed into raging flames, instantly merging into the churning crimson flames around him. The fire surged, instantly condensing into a hundred-foot-long fire dragon, roaring as it charged towards Zhou Xun!

"Crimson Sky Burns!"

Wherever the fire dragon passed, space distorted, and the scorching heat even caused the seawater below to evaporate instantly, sending white mist soaring into the sky!

This attack was the last resort of the Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord, a desperate measure that burned his essence and blood to achieve a brief burst of power, comparable to a full-force attack from a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
however--

Zhou Xun's eyes were cold, and a thought flashed through his mind.
A seven-colored spiritual armor suddenly covered his entire body.
It was his Heavenly Yuan Spirit Armor,

In that instant, Zhou Xun's aura surged, reaching the peak of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. At this moment, Zhou Xun also unleashed his full strength.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Xun slowly raised his hand and lightly traced a line with his fingertips.

"cut."

"Zheng——!"

The Xuan Ting Thunder Sword trembled violently, and the seven hundred and twenty sword lights instantly merged into one, transforming into a bolt of lightning that stretched across the heavens and earth, like a divine punishment descending upon the world, and slashed down fiercely!
"Boom——"

Thunder and fire collided, and the world lost its color!
The fire dragon howled and crumbled inch by inch under the lightning. The Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord's expression changed drastically, and he coughed up blood, staggering backward!

The curtain of heavy water that filled the sky for Xuan Yuan Tianjun was also torn open by the residual power of the lightning, and the sword light pierced through it, heading straight for his brow!

"No—!" Xuan Yuan Tianjun was horrified and hastily summoned an ancient bronze mirror, its surface shimmering with a faint light, in an attempt to block the attack.

"Crack!"

As the sword light struck, the bronze mirror shattered instantly. Half of Xuan Yuan Tianjun's body was struck by the lightning, his flesh and blood exploded, and he flew backward with a scream!

"Escape! We must escape!" Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord was terrified and had no will to fight left. He frantically activated his escape technique and transformed into a streak of crimson light, fleeing into the distance!
Xuan Yuan Tianjun also endured the excruciating pain, gritted his teeth and crushed a teleportation talisman, his figure instantly becoming blurry!
however--

“I told you, you can’t leave.”

Zhou Xun's voice was like a cold wind from the depths of hell, chilling to the bone.

The sky, stretching for hundreds of miles, had somehow transformed into a Nine Heavens Thunder Prison, a transformation Zhou Xun had created the moment he made his move.

He then secretly released his lightning seed.
He sealed off the entire space with the Crimson Sky True Thunder Formation, transforming it into his own lightning domain.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The escape lights of Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord and Profound Origin Heavenly Lord crashed into the lightning wall and were forcefully bounced back. Their faces turned pale and despair finally appeared in their eyes!

"You really want to wipe them all out!" roared the Crimson Cloud Heavenly Lord.

Zhou Xun walked indifferently, stepping through the air with each step, each step seemingly treading on the hearts of the two men, causing them to tremble in their souls.

"I gave you a chance."

"Now, it's too late."

Before he finished speaking, he clenched his fist, and the lightning cage suddenly contracted, with endless lightning like a raging sea crashing down on the two of them!

"Do not--!!!"

A piercing scream echoed through the sky, and then, only a crimson nascent soul remained, bound by heavy chains of lightning and sealed away by him.
He still had much to learn about this person's martial arts techniques and secrets. Having done this, Zhou Xun waved his hand.
He put away the two storage rings and the two dull natal spirit treasures.

His gaze shifted slightly, looking into the distance, which was the direction Lu Fengyu had gone.

"You escaped pretty fast." Zhou Xun chuckled, his gaze fixed on the direction Lu Fengyu had fled.

With a thought, the spiritual patterns on the surface of his Heavenly Origin Spirit Armor flowed, and a burst of seven-colored light suddenly erupted. He transformed into a streak of light, tearing through the sky and disappearing into the distance!

Half a day later, on a desolate sea.

Lu Fengyu was fully activating his escape technique, his face extremely gloomy.

He thought that his Wind Release technique would be enough to shake off his pursuers, but the unease in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Damn it, will that guy really come after me?" He cursed under his breath, making a hand seal and accelerating again.

However, at this moment——

"boom!"

A bolt of lightning struck down from the horizon, instantly blocking his path!

Lu Fengyu's pupils contracted sharply, and he stopped abruptly. Looking up, he saw Zhou Xun standing on lightning, the Xuan Ting Thunder Sword hanging beside him, his gaze fixed on him with icy coldness.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Zhou Xun said calmly.

Lu Fengyu's expression changed, then he forced a smile and cupped his hands in greeting:
"Fellow Daoist's abilities are truly extraordinary, I admire them! This was our offense, let's call it quits, I'm willing to offer a great treasure as compensation!"

Zhou Xun's eyes flickered slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips: "Oh? What can you offer?"

Seeing this, Lu Fengyu thought there was hope, so he quickly took out a jade box from his bosom. When he opened it, there was a bright green spiritual herb inside, exuding a rich vitality.

"This is the 'Mysterious Jade Heart Grass,' which can help Nascent Soul cultivators break through the mid-stage bottleneck. It's priceless!" he said earnestly.

"If Fellow Daoist Zhou spares my life, this item will be yours!"

Zhou Xun glanced at it, his expression remaining indifferent: "Not enough."

Lu Fengyu's heart sank. He gritted his teeth and took out another storage ring, saying, "There are six hundred spirit crystals in here, plus several top-grade magic treasures. I'll give them to you, fellow Daoist!"

Zhou Xun shook his head: "It's still not enough."

Lu Fengyu's expression gradually darkened, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and said in a low voice:

"Then... what does Fellow Daoist Zhou want? As long as I have it, I will not be stingy!"

Zhou Xun asked calmly, "How much is your life worth?"

Lu Fengyu trembled, finally realizing that Zhou Xun had no intention of letting him go!
"Do you really have to be so ruthless as to exterminate them all?!"

He roared, his eyes filled with undisguised resentment, and he slapped his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood that landed on a black feather fan in his hand!
"Soul Fan—Open for me!"

The feather fan instantly grew to a hundred feet in size, and amidst the howling wind, countless wind blades poured down like a torrential rain!

At the same time, countless wronged souls roared out, their number at least in the millions!
Zhou Xun snorted coldly, and the Xuan Ting Thunder Sword was suddenly drawn, bursting with lightning and soaring with sword intent!

Thunder Grass Sword Intent - Slash!

"boom--!"

The sword light collided with the wind blade, causing the void to tremble and the waves to surge! However, just a moment later, the wind blade was completely crushed by the lightning, and the sword light continued its momentum, directly piercing through Lu Fengyu's protective spiritual light!

"puff!"

Lu Fengyu's chest was pierced, blood gushed out, and his body instantly disintegrated! A nascent soul fled in panic, but was grabbed by Zhou Xun, who bound it tightly with lightning chains!
"If you kill me, the Lu clan will never let you go!" the Nascent Soul cultivator screamed in threat.

Zhou Xun's expression was indifferent.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Lu Fengyu was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "You...you're willing to let me go?"

Zhou Xun spoke calmly:
"Your life is worth a lot."

A living Lu clan deity would surely be of even greater value to the Que clan!
After saying that, he flipped his hand and sealed the nascent soul into the jade bottle. Then he put away Lu Fengyu's storage ring and natal feather fan, turned around and flew away towards the Spirit Island.

"boom!"

Just as Zhou Xun was pursuing Lu Fengyu, dozens of streaks of light suddenly flashed across the sky above Spirit Stone Island. Leading them was none other than Que Shan, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Que clan.

Zhou Xun and Que Yue infiltrated Ling Shi Island alone, and this person was temporarily in charge.

"By order of the Heavenly Lord, take over this island!" With a command from Que Shan, the cultivators immediately dispersed.

Before the remaining members of the Lu clan on the island could react, they were pierced through the dantian by sword beams, screams rose and fell, and blood quickly stained the land of the island.

In just half an hour, all the Lu family members and cultivators above the Core Formation stage on the island were killed.

When Zhou Xun returned with Lu Fengyu's Nascent Soul, the island had returned to peace. Que Le quickly stepped forward and respectfully bowed.
"Senior, the rebels on the island have been purged, and all the spoils of war remain untouched, awaiting your return for decision."

Zhou Xun glanced around and saw that Que clan cultivators were standing everywhere on the island, but all the storage bags and magic treasures were still in their original places.

He nodded slightly, quite satisfied with Que Yue's tact.

"Let's begin the inventory."

At Zhou Xun's command, dozens of cultivators immediately sprang into action.

They carefully examined each corpse, leaving no stone unturned, even the most hidden storage artifacts.

There were people specifically responsible for recording, and others responsible for categorizing; the whole process was well-organized.

Soon, the most important prize was presented. Que Le personally held up a specially made storage bag, her voice trembling slightly:
"Senior, this is worth eight hundred spirit crystals, found from various mineral deposits on the island!"

There was a sound of people gasping for air all around.

Eight hundred spirit crystals is a huge sum even for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

It's worth noting that Lu Fengyu had only offered six hundred spirit crystals as payment for his life.

It's not that he doesn't want to give more, but that he simply can't give any more!
Que Le carefully observed Zhou Xun's expression, and seeing that he remained calm, she continued:
"I have discussed this with my fellow Daoists. Of the eight hundred spirit crystals, Senior will receive six hundred, I will take one hundred and fifty, and the remaining fifty will be divided equally among the other colleagues. What does Senior think?"

Zhou Xun smiled upon hearing this.

Que Le's allocation of resources not only demonstrated respect for him but also took into account the interests of others, showing that he had considered everything carefully.

“Okay.” He nodded gently and waved his hand to put the six hundred spirit crystals into his pocket.

"Thank you very much, senior!" Que Le was overjoyed and quickly bowed.

The other cultivators also showed their delight; with fifty spirit crystals divided equally, each person would receive a considerable amount.

Next, Zhou Xun arrived at his temporary cave dwelling on the island and set up a protective barrier.

Then they took out the storage rings of the three Nascent Soul cultivators and began to take inventory.

(End of this chapter)